Nakahara Chuuya

Currently, you were getting hold down by Chuuya, on his table. Since you were the person he needs information from. You pretty much got kidnapped in your sleep at midnignt, and now your here.

"Tell me Mackerel," he points a gun to your head. "Now." you were annoying him without telling him answers, and he was getting real mad by this.

"Thats it!" before you could react, he pin you down the table he was writing stuff for, you face almost grtting injured from him shoving it in the desk. "I've had enough of you, you damn nuisance!" you feel your pants getting pulled down, then, you feel something against your asshole.

"If anyone of you make a sound, or report this, just know you will not be living the next day." all of them nodded, trying to be mentally stable.

"Listen you motherfucker, i will fuck you hard until you cant breathe, just tell me the fucking damn answer." he whispers in your ears, before standing up again. Teasing you by rubbing his bulge against your asshole through your clothes.