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«Aftertaste»
Ice and flame that seemed to pierce my soul, changing body temperature each time. The seemingly cold stare of amber irises explored every curve on my heated flesh with fierce lust. The tips of the eyes and eyebrows of my other admirer usually retained a hint of a smirk, not to mention the sweetness of Wei Ying's speech coming from behind me.
- There's no need to be nervous," Lan Wanji whispered, running his phalanges over my cheek. - Our hearts and souls are in your hands.
Something pinched in my chest at his words, which had a deep meaning. Lan Zhan was not inferior in beauty to Wuxian, for his dark hair and light eyes matched his pale skin perfectly. The outline of his back and waist were smooth, graceful, and yet strong.
- Don't be angry, our spring peony," Elder Ilin said, and then kissed my shoulder. - The mere sight of you has clouded our judgment. Isn't that a wicked thing to do?
- Not at all, Wei Ying," Wanji pulled me to him by my chin. - The forbidden fruit is so sweet.
A chill felt along my spine, a thin trickle of the emperor's smile flowed downward, and then... hot breath scorched my skin and my heart, and my beloved Wuxian ran the tip of his tongue over it, licking the wet line and securing the gesture with a light kiss. The fierce pleasure worth their bodies acquiring movement that felt so distinctly inside me. My knees jerked every now and then as the two enchanting men filled me up. From the expression on Lan Zhan's face, it was clear that he was enjoying the pleasure of having his cock rubbed not only by my vaginal walls, but also by Wei Ying's penis. I shrieked involuntarily as the guys stood up and held my weight. I rolled my eyes, opening my mouth and letting out a long moan, which Elder Yilin interrupted by turning my head toward him.
- No noise is forbidden in the cloudy depths," Wuxian said as he pulled away from my lips, then grinned.
Their movements took on bright colors that allowed stars to appear in my eyes. My sweet moans that these young men desired were overlapped with kisses that were like honey. Wanji's lips covered mine, inexperiencedly engaging me in a heated dance of tongues while Wuxian left bright marks on my shoulders, licking away the blood. Those marks said I belonged to him, which meant, "Whoever touches mine will pay with his life," making the excitement just over the scale, and the temperature of our heated bodies would have made the thermometer explode.
"What a variety," I thought to myself for the first time when, in anticipation of coitus with the renegade who had taken the dark path, his trembling close friend Lan Zhan walked in and caught a piquant picture. We expected a short: "squalor," but the emperor's smile made itself known as Wangji approached us. The most revered disciple of the Gusu Lan Order had succumbed to my charms and Elder Yiling's words, which were thrown in a provocative style.
- Let my sister climax," I pleaded breathlessly, as the young men quickened their pace, rubbing their cocks against each other inside me.
The ease of penetration was enviable, given how excited I was to release my lubricant. Lan Zhan closed his eyelids, squinting slightly as the movements picked up pace, and only Wei Ying was out of breath as he reached his peak. Whoever caught us would not have believed a lie about Qi energy transfer, because such a picture would be horrifying if a witness saw a lady grooming two men at a time. A ragged mooing that mingled in the spacious room with the breathing of the young men. Liquid flowed down the shafts of their penises, which made us all realize, "reached the limit," and then my body collapsed. Lan Zhan pressed his lips to mine, sealing the process with a gentle, inexperienced kiss, and near my ear came the elder's whisper, "Wake up."
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«The impulsiveness of love»
As I scrolled through the hull, my gaze locked on my adored friend who was watching my class with a smile on his face. Skipping a figure skating lecture just to catch me in class was paramount. And I guessed his feelings, so I had to languish waiting for his confession, which was different from his character, because he was a straightforward man. The long-awaited bell rang, confirming the end of my studies for today. The teacher praised my ballet skills and went away, leaving me alone with my friend.
- Come in, Satoru," I turned to my friend and smiled at him. I always enjoyed his company.
- Once again, I feel light watching you," he said, coming toward me. - In the dance you find freedom.
- There's still room for improvement," I said, underestimating myself. - Shall we go home together?
- Would you honor me? - Gojo scratched the back of his head. He seemed to be gentle and gentle only with me.
- М? - I raised my eyebrows while massaging my toes. His gaze was full of indecision. - Gojo?
- Will you let me be a support? - Satoru mumbled with a pleading look. Apparently, he wanted to take my emotions from the process, not from just watching. - I'll be fine, I promise!
How could I not trust that cute face that harmonized perfectly with my snow-white hair? I nodded in response and headed to the speakers to turn on a suitable song for our little performance. Ballet was somewhat identical to figure skating, but even without the skills of his lessons, I would still trust him to keep me from getting hurt.
- Shall we begin? - I held out my brush as the melody began to play, and he smiled.
Catching each other's rhythm and merging with the melody, we began to recreate our dance, where some of the movements were our whim. With a slight twist, Gojo pressed my back against his chest exhaling languorously in my ear. He released me from his embrace, tossing me above him as I spread my arms out to the sides, letting him catch me like a hunter catches a butterfly with his net. My light body flew into his hands that gently and carefully caught me. This movement reminded me of his words: "dance can convey feelings," which made me realize: "this is a long-awaited confession!" The guy deftly intercepted me, twisting me around his torso. He interlocked our fingers and twirled my skinny body in the air, tossed and spun me holding me above him, and bringing me down to the surface, made a few smooth movements back, gallantly inviting me to jump.
"Does he want a position with a grip on my waist?" I wondered, for such a trick is quite dangerous, for not everyone can perform a pair support in the air. And then I realized that this was the last act, the one that would seal the confession, which would let him know if it was mutual, depending on whether I trusted him or not.
With a hum, I let my emotions run wild and gave him the long awaited answer. Accelerating on my toes, I picked up speed, then pushed off the parquet floor into the air. Satoru deftly caught me with a bright smile. He gave me a couple or three body rolls, then pulled me down, pulling me close to him, so that our eyes met and our breath hitched, but we didn't need them. Gojo covered my cheeks with his palms and pulled me into a tender kiss that solidified our feelings.
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• ANGST w AKASHI HARUCHIYO •
"The Last Meeting."
"The last meeting is like the beginning of something new."
This is not a dream. A temporary illusion of beauty. Broken dishes, loud tantrums. Sharp splinters were flying around, grazing the young man's flesh. He just stood there watching my mind go crazy, translating the infernal agonies into actions that wounded the two of us. A synthetic substance that could plunge into the time frame of the vivid colors of night life. But as morning dawned, as the sun rose on the horizon, everything plunged into a darkness of despair for me.
The glass that flaunted in my skinny hand, where my bones were clearly visible through my pale skin. Dark circles under my eyes, bitter tears, and a pleading look to end it overnight. A sharp movement; scarlet fluid oozed from the wound I'd created.
- Look! Look! - Like a madwoman, I shouted. - It was you... you drove me to it!
Sanzu just squatted down, running his knuckles over my cheek. His face showed no emotion. I only blamed him for everything, angry. But deep in my subconscious, I knew that I could only blame myself. He spoke, I agreed; he led, I followed. I was only walking toward him, under his influence.
- I wish you hadn't paid so much attention to me," I looked at him sideways. - Why me?!
- I adore you..." Haruchiyo whispered, wrapping a lock of my hair around his finger.
No matter how hard I tried to push him away, he only attracted me, like a forbidden fruit that my hands were longing to pluck. He was driving me crazy... whether it was under the influence of drugs, when our bodies merged together and our souls blossomed like the bud of a beautiful peony.
- Let me live..." I whispered as my brush drew a new line along, "let me...
- Can you do that? - Sanzu asked, putting his palm over my hand with the glass. - Can you do it?
A long pause... A long, deep cut... Would you walk away like the wind that couldn't be touched? To start from scratch, as if leaving a dark, dusty room, letting a breath of fresh air into his lungs? He knew that was impossible, considering how attached I was to him.
- It was better to regret what I had not done than to do it and make a mistake. But..." A third streak began to form on my wrist, "but... at least I'll know I tried.
- Not today," Akashi concluded and pressed down on my arm, making the wound deeper. - I broke you. Try you, too...
I knew what he was talking about, and what lay beneath his words. Only my death would allow me to break his subconscious, which was already traumatized. Sanzu ripped my heart out at the root, brazenly penetrating my soul with his filthy hands that washed in the blood of many. But that is nothing compared to the way they are stained with my scarlet liquid.
- This is the last time we'll ever meet..." I whispered, feeling my consciousness slowly drift into darkness. - I'll be in everything you see or touch.
- Break it! Play! - he exulted with a grin on his face. Pain, frustration, and excitement were what he lived for. - It's your turn to take the winner's place," tears came to his face, but Akashi didn't stop smiling.
I was tired of existing with the thought, "What if..." I wanted to live thinking, "Why not?" Even minor problems that seem out of reach are actually easily solvable. I've always wondered, "Why do people, when they're stressed and depressed, make things up for themselves?" And in fact it turns out to be simple. The problem is in us, in our heads. We create everything ourselves, like an invisible barrier of negative adaptation of what happens.
The back of my head touched the kitchen unit, my hands went down to the floor. I now looked like a doll that had been carelessly handled and tossed aside. The stream of tears was replaced by thin, wet lines that remained on my cheeks, and the warmth of the young man's hand, which I had felt clearly even recently, overrode the cold. Stop it! Stop laughing! I can feel your pain... Stop it! I want to go! I didn't want to hear the last of his loud laughter, which expressed all the pain and despair, but it made me realize that I had won...
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• Horny w Suna Rintarou •
The touch of a man's hands sent millions of vivid sensations through my body, as if the throngs of small electric waves were making me shudder. The kisses were so assertive that it was as if the air had left my lungs and my heart was about to stop.
- Tell me your desires," Rintaro said, and then he took off his shirt. His palm ran down my stomach, and he licked my lower lip, squinting his eyes, "I desire you fiercely," he said with a playful smile on his face.
"Handsome as hell," I thought, but not even the devil himself was standing beside him, and the underworld would be ruled by the one who was now sizzling me with a full gaze of desire.
- Take it all, all of it..." I whispered as my hands reached for his face in an attempt to draw him to me.
I didn't lose sight of his smug smile. Suna leaned down and covered my lips with his as his hands strolled over my curves. I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting my crotch to touch his groin. The young man growled in response, as if he were displeased with my self-consciousness. Only this sly fox could exude the power he enjoyed when I fell into his hands.
My underwear flew away, the boy's hot breath scorching my bust. His tongue touched my hardened nipple, and then there were circular motions that teased me even more.
- Rintaro..." I dug my fingernails into his shoulder blades, "I beg you..." I lifted my chin in frantic pleasure as his fingers touched my crotch.
I moaned softly in excitement. Suna could hardly contain himself. When our mouths met, the kiss was less long, more of a tease. Knees open, and between them was the love of a lifetime, even if sometimes the sex was accompanied by a slight roughness and wild desire. The boy freed his genitals from the shackles of his clothes and opened the contraceptive packet, holding one end in his teeth. Rintaro kept his eyes on me, content to watch me analyze his movements and observe the process. Already struggling to control his impulse, he enjoyed my begging face, begging me to speed up the process and feel him inside.
- Come here..." he ordered in a monotone voice, beckoning me with his phalanges, "Didn't you want me so desperately? - He pulls me to his hand, helping me to position myself on top of him.
The boy liked my submissive behavior. The very fact that he could have limitless power over me, over my fragile body, excited him more than anything. I rested my knees on the soft bed, running my hand behind my back, and touched my thin fingers to his cock, fixing it against his vaginal passage. Suna put his hands on my hips, and then pressed down roughly, forcing me to take his sex organ all the way to the base in one sitting. A moan escaped our lips as if to create a symphony of bodies and souls merging together. There was a moment of silence; I could feel his lustful, rapt gaze on me while my eyelids were closed. Rintaro ran his tongue over my protruding collarbone, and then dug in with his teeth while simultaneously setting the pace with his hands. As he moved his pelvis up and down, I felt every vaginal wall lightly rubbing against it, allowing my mind to cloud over. I opened my mouth, simultaneously running my fingers through my partner's hair, and lifted my chin.
- More! - I exulted as Suna caressed my breasts and his fingers squeezed my buttocks," Deeper! - I cried out through a moan as I felt the knot forming in my belly as his phalanges touched my anal opening.
I saddled up to him. The thrusts reminded me of riding a horse, overcoming high obstacles as my pelvis rose and then landed sharply. The head of my cock hit the farthest wall of my vagina, hitting a vulnerable spot. My legs trembled, and I felt a suitably desirable feeling of pleasure.
- Where are you going in such a hurry? - he got up from the bed, not letting me out of his tight embrace," we have to enjoy each other together, don't we? - He pressed my back against the wall.
The sensations sharpened at this angle. It felt like Rintaro was entering to the point where I felt like I was going to be torn from the inside out. The pace grew faster, the movements more jerky. The boy's hot breath was clearly felt on my skin, in the neck area, and then moved to my ear.
- I assure you, beautiful..." Suna whispered through his labored breathing, "you won't get out of bed for a week," he concluded, biting my earlobe.
I clasped my legs in a lock so that I wouldn't lose the parallel that gradually allowed me to sink into oblivion. I felt my man with every cell of my weak body. The passion that was overwhelming us, eclipsing my sanity, allowed me to plunge into the abyss of debauchery, where only we ruled.
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hello :)
since request are open, can you write romantic valentine day with Kakucho,where you upset lately,so he wants to do something nice something
Kakucho Hitto
He plans a spa day for you both
Shows up at your door with a rose bear and a box of imported assorted chocolates
He also gives you a card but tells you not to open it until you're alone that night
At the spa, you see where he's reserved a quarter just for you both
You start off together in the sauna, then move on to the bath, then couples massages
Afterward you both get facials while you get manicures and pedicures, he gets clear polish but asks for his pinkies to match whatever color you're getting
He takes you to dinner, but lets you decide where you're going
After he takes you home, you offer to let him stay the night with you and he accepts, falling asleep cuddling you on the couch
The next day you get a chance to open the card which had 2 separate full pages, back and front, filled with words written by Kakucho on how much he loves and cares for you, and how much you mean to him
thanks for requesting!!
Valentine's Event
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TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS WHEN YOU LIE UNDERNEATH HIM AS HE’S DOING PUSH-UPS
featuring: Draken, Mikey, Chifuyu, Mitsuya x f!reader
genre: fluff / slice of life
⚠️ warning: lightly suggestive!
MANJIRO “MIKEY” SANO | the air always hung heavy when Mikey is working out. maybe its the sudden intrusion of silence when he’s got headphones on or maybe it’s the way his brows furrow in intense concentration. either way, it’s hot and attractive as your shirtless husband pushes himself up and down. Mikey smiles when you made yourself comfortable underneath him. “hi,” you mouth with a giggle. “hi,” he mouths back. mikey lowers himself back down again, planting a kiss on you before pushing himself back up. “hi,” he whispers this time, slipping off his headphones, “I’m just about done, are you comfortable here?” “mmhm, why?” “wanna makeout?” “always.”
KEN “DRAKEN” RYUGUJI | the blonde’s loud, struggling grunts could be heard all over the house. and it’s been distracting you from your work. deciding it’s not worth it to keep re-reading the same sentence over and over again, you head out to the living room. leaning against the door, you watch as Draken whisper numbers out loud as he bends down, then up, then down again. At 100, your husband takes a little break and you use this chance to slide under him, wiggling until you find the most comfortable position on the wooden floor. he doesn’t say anything except restart his regimen. “babe, you’re supposed to kiss me each time you come down,” you pout. “I’ll kiss you each time I do ten pushups. just stay right there, princess. you’re doing great.” “I’m not even doing anything.” “exactly, you not doing anything is doing everything. thank you, sweetheart.”
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Flashing Your Tokyo Revengers Boyfriend Headcanons
Requested characters: Ran, Izana, Chifuyu, and Draken
CW: SUGGESTIVE, fluff
Ran
He was making a phone call, most likely business related
He’s been so busy recently, not really giving you his full attention
So you stand in front of him and he quickly glances at you before turning around
You move his arm down so he can get off the phone, but he just puts it on speaker
He sits in a chair and holds you by the waist, making you sit on his lap
But when the call finally connected he pushed you off of him, diverting all his attention to his phone
“Yeah, so the shipment’s gonna be about a week late. I know, I know, but there’s nothing we can do about it yet”
You stand in front of him again, in disbelief
Growing impatient, you lift the hem of your shirt and Ran reaches out to hold your hand
You maneuver your hands so that your hand is on top of his, guiding his hand up to your chest
You lift your shirt so he could see what was happening
His hand covered one of your areolas, the other began to perk at the exposure to cool air
He starts to squeeze, entranced by what was happening
“Mhmm, yeah, look man let me call you back later”
Before the other person could say anything he hung up the phone
His hand still attached to your breast, he takes his other arm and brings you back to his lap
“What's this? Are you that needy that you couldn’t wait until I finished?”
Izana
You joined him during a meeting, sitting next to him at the head of the table
When you tried to hold his hand he moved his arm over so you couldn’t touch him
He leans over slightly and whispers to you: “behave”
That only makes you even more riled up
You’re sitting there for a few moments, bored out of your mind
You didn’t really have a reason to be there than to be Izana’s arm candy
He started talking about land and ownership, something you weren’t involved in
“Our goal is to take over Sapporo, right now another gang is trying to obtain the area…”
It seemed like this meeting would never end
So you get up and start to walk out the door
Izana looks at you with a questioning look as he talks
Though you partially have his attention he doesn't skip a beat in his presentation
You mouth to him “bathroom” and he nods
Once you reach the door you turn back around and lift up your shirt
No one but Izana saw you since everyone was focused on him
His eyes get wide but he continues talking
Still not satisfied, you jump a little to make your chest bounce
Now that caught him off guard
“So we uh… They gave us the uh… yeah. Hold on, I’ll be right back”
He follows behind you in the hallway and turns you around
He kisses right under your ear and says “meet me in the garage in 10 minutes”
Chifuyu
He invited you to his place to hang out and read manga as a date
You’ve reached the stage in your relationship where silence isn’t uncomfortable or awkward
Two books later you were starting to get restless
“Bubs” “hm?” “Wanna go get lunch now?” “hm” “come on look at me”
He gazes up for half a second, smiling at you before focusing on his manga again
You wait a few moments again before getting an idea
Moving from your spot next to him, you sit hovering over his knees
He still doesn’t pay attention to you
So you move the top of his manga down with one hand, and with the other you lift your shirt, revealing the new cat accented bra you got
You have his attention now for sure
He goes to play with the nose and whisker bow in the middle of the cups but you stop him
“Good now let's go, I wanna eat”
You put your shirt down and start to get up
Chifuyu was having none of it
He doesn’t let your shirt go all the way down, instead lifting it even more
He wraps an arm around you and pulls you to him
“Actually… I’m pretty hungry for something else right now”
Draken
Draken was working on a bike in his shop when you walked in with his lunch
“Hey babe, you can sit it over there, thanks”
He didn’t even look up at you
So you sit the bag on the table and lean down next to him
“Can I at least get a kiss for payment?” “In a moment, I can’t get this carburetor off”
You deadpan at him before standing up
“I’m sorry baby, I’ll be all yours as soon as I’m done”
You sigh and head to the back room
There you find his phone
Once you unlock it you find that the last thing Draken looked at on his phone were some photos of you
Some cute, some 18+, some a mix of both
It was a photo folder dedicated to you
You get an idea that could make the day better for both of you
Taking off your shirt, you leave your bra on
You walk back out to where Draken was working
He’s still tinkering with the bike, letting out frustrated sighs every so often
Then you finally say something
“Why would you look at those when you can enjoy the real thing right now”
He looks up confused, and that’s when your bra hits his face
He sits his tools down and rushes over to you
“You can’t do that here! What if Inui saw you?” “But he didn’t. He’s out getting some parts from the junkyard”
Draken tries to look you in the eye while you talk but he’s very, very distracted
“If you want me to cover up so bad why don’t you just use these”
You take his hands and cover your chest with them
He leans down and kisses you then says “I hope you won’t be too uncomfortable on the workbench”
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