5/2/2024 0 Comments Draken tokyo revengers tattoo![]() He wanted to create a new world for delinquents and for the first time Draken thought, this is someone like me, a kindred spirit.īringing us to this moment which, unbeknownst to Draken, will change everything. Mikey was strong and attractive by anyone’s standards but, like Draken, he only cared for bikes and fighting. Maybe that’s what he admired so much about Mikey. While the other guys in school talked about their newfound obsession with their dicks, he was only interested in fighting and bikes. Draken still hadn't gotten his first erection but he didn't care. Second in command of Toman, one of the strongest gangs in Japan. Sex was purely transactional.įast forward to middle school. He had no interest in talking about girls. They'd laugh and say things like "you will!" Or "just wait until you hit puberty" but he'd just shrug it off. "Tch, I don't care about stuff like that." “I’m so jealous! I bet you get sucked off whenever you want!” "I bet this guy has finger-banged every bitch in that brothel!" ![]() He's never been new to hearing talks of girls but every time the guys found out he lived in a brothel the conversation would always go the same: It never occurred to him that listening to people have sex would be anything but annoying and gross.īeing twice as tall and many times stronger than anyone his age meant that he usually hung out with gangs of boys much older than he was. Was he turned on by this? He wasn't just embarrassed? "I-is it always like this?" His friend flushed, rubbing his thighs together.ĭraken was at a loss. The guy was clearly uncomfortable but Draken just assumed it's because it was weird and embarrassing to have to listen to people have sex.that is until he noticed his squirming friend was sporting a tent in his shorts. He still remembers the first time he had a friend over in elementary school. The sounds of them panting over the girls used to make him queasy.īefore long it became just ambient noise, fading into the background. The leers and grins of the businessmen that frequented the shop used to creep him out. He can't remember how old he was when it stopped bothering him. “No thanks,” he’d huff out, annoyed that he had to tell them every single morning. “Ken-kun, how about a quick tug before you leave?” They’d call out in their sing-song voices. The girls would send him off to elementary school standing in their doorways practically naked, offering him handjobs or blowjobs which he’d decline, uninterested. He knew being raised in a brothel was unusual but for him, it was as normal as fighting, as breathing.įrom a very young age, he would fall asleep to shaking walls, moaning ladies, and grunting men. Ryuuji Kenshin aka Draken knew he didn't have a normal upbringing. twelve years of it, Tokyo Revengers Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 51,279 Chapters: 29/? Comments: 596 Kudos: 3,871 Bookmarks: 385 Hits: 87,075 Takemitchy | Hanagaki Takemichi Needs a Hug.Draken | Ryuuguuji Ken/Takemitchy | Hanagaki Takemichi.
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