All the Ways I Could Die

Pairing: Gyutaro x F!reader

Content Warnings: General Dark Content warning, death (not of named characters), blood, injury, biting, dubcon, sex with little prep, unprotected sex, creampie, little coercion (just in case really), prostitution (reader is sold as a courtesan) reader is not morally aligned tbh. Please, do not continue if you are sensitive to this type of content. 

WC: 4.3k

A/N: I would like to note that sex work is supported here and comments of any sort that are negative or misconstruing that fact will be deleted and you will be blocked. I also do not support any of the actions in this fic, please keep fiction separated from reality. Stay hydrated and enjoy my work, comments and reblogs are always appreciated 

I’m having to repost this because I deleted the original instead of a reblog AGAIN

“That one, Sister! Her!,” he yells within the confines of his siblings body, leering at humans so feeble and ripe for their taking. His sister truly spoiled him, gave him a smorgasbord in which to partake and even stored some away for when they felt like it.

Daki hums, pupils she used to mask her ranking branded within her eye scanning the room once more until Gyutaro called once more. You, he’d chosen, so pretty and meek in a sea of bodies.

“She’s new, cute face comparably. It’s her first night,” his sister’s tone is not one he’s unfamiliar with, he cannot see the sneer but knows she wears it. She relents for him though, giving her big brother something he’s chosen since he doesn’t do so often.