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cixteenyne · 1 year

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I'm gonna ask early for that event if that's okay!! So how about being the Sakamaki's fuckdoll (diabolik lovers)? 👀

Pervy!Poly!Sakamaki’s x Fuckdoll!reader

I loved this idea so much!!! i wanted to make it even LONGERRR BUUUUTTTT i didnt know how, and the sexy music playlist stopped giving me scenarios for this, (female Aligned) (i had to look at various other smuts and videos to get these men right, partly right, since i dropped the show some time ago. hope you enJOyyYY

Content Warning(s): Polyamourous relationship, Exhibition, Edging, Cumming inside, Vulgar wording (i never hold back lol), Rough sex, Soft sex (as soft as a bloodthirsty vampire boy can get), Face fucking, mean vampires, Breeding, Somnophilia. Listen, a lot happens, ok? buckle up lmao.

It was almost like you couldn't catch a break with them. If it wasn't one it was the other, if one was absent another would show up with some outlandish demand!

You always let them do what they wanted to you, but most of that was because- you didn't know how to do any of it.

You were a virgin before this, before the brothers. yeah, but you weren't exactly innocent, just inexperienced.

Having them take the reigns feels so much better, and it feels right

It almost feels as right as the hands that grip at your arms, tugging you to where they wanted, those soft lips that trailed so sophisticatedly down your sides, the way that Shu would drag every part of himself on you, tease you until you whined and pleaded at him so sweetly that it made his cock ache.

He wanted you to whine his name into the air of the seemingly desolate manor they lived in.

He wanted his brothers to hear, to try and get a taste for oneself.

They would eventually, but Shu learned to be greedy. He learned to keep you to himself with those sweet kisses, those long lasting cockwarming sessions, those marks he'd leave everywhere.

He knew you preferred him if he was greedy.

If Shu wasn't in the room it was Reiji, they way he undressed you while never even thinking to take off his own attire, it was embarrassing, but they way he studied you, as if something new had popped up (it had). He wasn't even kind enough to tug his gloves off.

He just leered over you, taking a skit of time to adjust his glasses, his eyes still never leaving you. He didn't use you per se, he just liked seeing you sink your fingers into yourself.

Sometimes he'd help you with his own fingers if you begged in that pretty way he liked, other times he would be mean and not even touch himself in front of you.

It was on those days where he watched you squirm in irritation and pleasure and couldn't help but want to stick his cock down your throat. Reiji liked the way you looked at him when he threatened it.

Or when he mentioned that pretty red rope that he just so happened to have brung with him, they way your eyes widened, in excitement, fear, he didn't care. He was entranced by any look you gave him.

Though he likes his alone time with you, he knew you'd get oh so embarrassed and bashful if another brother were to walk in.

What a coincidence, Ayato just so happened to be in the bathroom the whole time…oops!

They'd both apologize so condescendingly, “oh..so sorry for scaring you like that” a frown on his face that did not reach the mirth in his eyes at your bare state, shying away from their apologies.

Ayato heard everything, you fucking your fingers as deep as they can go in front of Reiji, begging him to help, the way Reiji teased you without even touching you, you were too cute to him, like a mouse.

Since Ayato was a bit unfair, he decided to punish you for acting so whorish without him there, his brother said nothing to defend you from his mean sibling, that coy smile and that leering gaze never leaving your body.

They were both hard, painfully so, but they wouldn't let the fun end too soon.

They knew their cocks were a bit much, but you could take them both, yeah?

Kanato was much different from his brash and unthinking brothers, he liked being close to you, since in comparison he was rather icy. He's still almost as mean as his brothers, but he's not exactly nice either, just willing to let things slide for some time before finally doing something about it. Call it karma.

You had done something particularly annoying this morning, thinking he would do nothing given how different he was from his brothers, but he was anything but mindlessly nice, no, that was your job, you were supposed to be the stupid whore who does nothing but take whatever he shoves in you with a smile, and that was what he would remind you of, in his own Kanato way.

But you have fallen asleep, what a shame! Didn't mean he was gonna stop though, it's Kanato we’re talking about.

He had walked all the way to your room only for you to be asleep, so if anything, this was perfect, more than perfect.

Kanato had stripped you of your clothing, caring not about if he'd wake you up or not, you'd take it even if you woke up, he wanted nothing of your complaining

He'd do what Reiji couldn't, he choke you with his cock until you were crying, you were sleeping so what? You got yourself into this

He unbuckled his belt, not bothering to drop his pants to the floor, to make it all the more condescending he brought that damn bear with him..

His hips hovering over your unsuspecting head, he'd slowly dipped the aching tip into your mouth, just the warmth made him shudder against his cold skin, once it slid down your tongue, seemingly in slow motion, he couldn't hold back the moan in his chest.

As more and more of his cock slid down into your mouth, coated by your tongue, and into your throat, he immediately sped up his thrusts, the first 5 hadn't woken you up surprisingly, but the next one had, you woke up and your hand sped to his hips to slow him down, but not get him off, and he noticed- you were a whore whether you noticed it or not, he had to give it to you.

He'd make sure he gave you everything he had as well.

Although Laito was kind of an asshole, he would be what you liked sometimes, but that was only when one of his brothers was spending a bit too much time with you,

Which- he was still an asshole, but in the way that made your thighs clench, when you had to sit with panties full of your own cum.

Laito was rough with the way he handled you towards the bed, grabbing your arm and twisting it behind your back, constricting you as he rushes with his belt, the sound has you rearing in anticipation. The zip of his pants, the indication of it already has you whining.

Your cute little whorish skirt, that- yes, he had bought you, but that didn't mean to prance around in public with your pussy practically showing. So he's treating you just how you were acting. Like a whore.

He ripped your panties, the strings of your arousal glaring at him, he slowly stroked his cock, teasing you, rubbing the tip in your slicked pussy.

He gave his cock one stroke before plunging in at a set and relentless pace, he lifted your head by your roots, forcing you to look into a mirror he knew was there all along.

He called you such mean names, so mean that it made your eyes roll back and your knees buckle, you'd have fallen to the floor if it weren't for the bed you were bent on.

He decided you had too many layers on and reached around you, to the button of your shirt and pulled, the material instantly gave in and he was met with the sight of your tits staring back at him in the mirror,

You knew you were being loud, you knew.

But the brothers knew what was going on the moment Shu got too meaningful with his kisses.

And you knew too.

Subaru was more needy than usual, the constant need to be around you before his brothers was intense, but when you confronted him about it, he was just as aggressive as usual.

His behavior has not changed, it has just intensified.

Especially with the way he had you in his lap, putting his lips anywhere he could, taking control of your hips, drinking up every bit of encouragement from you he could. He was somehow being aggressive and affectionate at the same time, he wanted you to feel every bit of him, his hands on your waist, his head in the crook of your neck, his lips on your throat anytime you threw your head back.

He stood up to lay you on the floor, too caught up in you, and his worry of those stupid brothers of his barging in, so he opted for the floor.

He shuffled off his shirt as fast as he could, palming his cock through his pants, as he got on his knees, hovering over you between the space in your legs, he leaned down to kiss you as he pulled his hard cock out of his pants, stroking it as precum beaded at his tip, trying to relieve some stress on his cock.

You didn't know when you got naked, or which one of you took them off, but you didn't have time to think about it with the way he held his hand against your cheek and pushed his head needily into your neck, the sweet gesture didn’t match the pace of his hips at all.

He was panting so hard you’d mistake him for a hound, his hand switched to the back of one of your knees, trying to reach deeper, to make sure his cum reaches the deepest point it could, he knew he came in large amounts and he didn't want any of it spilling out, he wouldn't have any of that, not when every else had their turn with you, the thought of it only made his pace relentless, you could barely think of what's gotten into him at all.

He'd make sure you were officially his after this, but he knew his brothers would only follow the same steps, but it's all a matter of who does it first.

And that would be undeniably him.

(Do not copy or translate anywhere until you ask! yes, you can still reblog, dont worry! <33) (Edited/Proofread 2/22/23 3:33PM)

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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Angry Sex with Ayato Sakamaki

Pairing: Ayato Sakamaki x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, biting, jealousy, possessive sex, name calling, angry sex

A/N: You know he's my favorite, of course I'm gonna write for him.

Everything pissed Ayato off, everything and everyone, and even you on some days. A lot less frequently nowadays, but you had your shining moments. Oh you loved it when he was pissed at you, when all of his emotions were focused on you, the anger, the lust, the love and the passion.

“I know you love it, you love making me angry, you little bitch.” Ayato growled into your ear before biting into it, drawing delicious blood that coated his tongue. “Why else would you talk to my loser brothers, when you have me?!” If he would take his hand off your mouth maybe you would be able to answer him, but as it was he had you pinned against the wall, hips barely moving from his own as he pushed his cock in and out, in and out until you bit around his fingers.

There wasn’t even much talking honestly, more like half-listening and waiting for Ayato to show himself so you could inch closer, catch his eye and be dragged away, barely hiding your smile as he pressed you against the wall in his bedroom and pushed your legs out of the way. Patience was never his strong suit, he heated to be kept waiting, hated to wait until all clothes fell to the floor, and so it was savagely torn down the middle, your uniform, bra and panties in shreds.

“Did they ask to drink from you? You think I’ll let you give yourself away like a little slut?”

“You call me that all the time.” You mumbled against his fingers. You moved your hands to the back of his neck, gently playing with his hair, knowing full well it wouldn’t soothe the anger inside of him, nothing would.

“Because you’re my slut! There’s a difference!” Ayato’s eyes met yours as his hips became a loud, painful blur to you, his cock hitting up inside of you. He grit his teeth, his bloody fangs sending your heart racing and cunt fluttering, “Feel how you tighten up for me? That’s proof that you like me best! You know my cock is the only one for you, your body knows it, your cunt knows it, now all that’s left is for my brothers to know it too!” His smile turned absolutely maniacal, his laugh matching him, as well as his pace, “Who do you belong to? Say it! Scream it so they can hear you! Whose slut are you?”

Your hands dropped down to the collar and the back of his jacket, fisting around the material, moans interrupting you every time you tried to respond. Ayato tched, a mock scowl on his face. Faster, harder, he came again, slowing down for one second before going again, asking the same question, “Ayato! Ayato! I belong to… you, Ayato!”

“Yes.” His groan was interrupted when you came around his cock, tight, so fucking tight around his cock, “My bitch, screaming my name while I claim your pussy with my cum, louder. Don’t you want my forgiveness?”

“Ayato! Ayato, Ayato, Ayat-!” Your head fell back against the wall with a thud, your body limp as he still fucked you at the same rough pace. You were pretty sure your voice would be gone tomorrow, but at least you were able to please him, you were able to get his cock as hard as you wanted, you were able to let everyone know you were Ayato’s good bitch.

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moonlightpetalz6 · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 2 (Vampire)

Character: Yuma Mukami x Reader

Reader: Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, blood, smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, pet names, degradation, harsh language, Marking, possessive Yuma

Wc: 3,610

A/n: I am so sorry for getting this out so late! I had it all set up to post and then got distracted! Anyway, please enjoy the second post for Kinktober! I promise I will get the others out earlier during the day! Also, I do apologize if I miss any warning tags as I tried to make sure I wrote them all above!

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You let out a small sigh as you lay in the center of your bed, staring up at the ceiling as you found yourself deep in thought. 'How mad will he be? Should I try to cover it? No, he'll notice.' You feel your brows knit together as you frown, bringing a hand to your neck to carefully slide your fingers over the two bite marks, the skin slightly red and swollen from having been pierced through earlier that night. "What if I just run away until it's healed?" You shake your head at your words as you sit up slowly, walking towards your bathroom. Once inside, you look into the mirror, fingers carefully caressing the wound as you let out a slight hiss from the stinging pain. You grip the sink as you put your head down in defeat. "Yuma isn't going to be happy when he gets back!" You whined, already imagining your boyfriend's reaction.

You were a sacrificial bride like Yui; only you had been assigned to the Mukami household. Of course, none of the guys took an interest in you as they were more focused on Yui, but you didn't mind, as it just meant you wouldn't constantly have to deal with them trying to feast off your blood. However, this changed when, one night, you stumbled upon Yuma, looking especially tired due to hunger. At first, the thought of leaving him to suffer did cross your mind. Still, seeing the usually gruff and mean vampire looking so tired and almost pathetic, you couldn't help but give him pity as you went and offered your blood to him, stating that it was the only thing you were even alive for and that he should be grateful. Since then, Yuma and you had grown really close, eventually developing a relationship when Yuma declared that no other man was allowed to drink your blood.

Your ears perk up when you hear voices enter the house, causing you to panic as you quickly try to lock your door and hide under your sheets, praying that Yuma would be too tired to visit you. Wishful thinking, right? After a few minutes of being home, you heard a loud knock on your door, causing a small curse to leave your lips as your grip on the sheets tightened, knuckles slowly turning white as you feared for your life. After a few more knocks from the door, followed by silence on your end, the doorknob started to shake, indicating that the person on the other side was getting annoyed. "Oi! Y/n, why the hell is the door locked?" You heard your boyfriend's voice call out, annoyed from the other side. You slowly pull your head out from the sheets as you shakily answer the man, knowing there is no use in pretending not to be home.

"I-I'm not feeling too good! So don't come in!" You called, mentally cursing the stutter in your voice from nerves. The doorknob stopped moving as he took a moment to process your words. "Huh? You looked fine earlier when I saw you." He muttered in a voice, sounding like he wasn't buying your excuse. "W-well, I'm not anymore, so go away!" You yelled before hiding under the blankets again, your eyes squeezed shut, your nerves going wild at the potential rage of the man on the other side. You hear a small grunt followed by silence, allowing your body to relax, your grip on the sheets loosening as you allow your heartbeat to fill your ears. This moment doesn't last long as a giant hand comes and snatches the sheets off your puny form, causing you to let out a surprised shriek, quickly jumping up in the bed to look at the culprit.

There stood your highly intimidating boyfriend towering over the side of your bed with a cocky smirk as he held the sheets in his hands, looking down at you with those mischievous eyes you loved so much. "Feeling sick huh? You look fine to me, livestock." He mocked, eyeing you up and down to make sure he was right and not being a dick. You just sat there staring at him in awe before a pout formed on your face when you processed the old annoying nickname, he used to call you. "Yuma, what did I say about calling me that?! It makes it sound like I'm nothing but a toy to you." You huff, looking away from him as you cross your arms. He says nothing as he clicks his tongue in annoyance and tosses the sheets to the side. Neither of you says anything as you continue to avoid eye contact with him before you feel the mattress sink, indicating that he is moving onto your bed. "Come on, babe I didn't get to see your sexy face at all today." He purred while grabbing your chin, ensuring your gaze landed on him as he smirked, licking his lips.

You watched as he leaned down to place a kiss on your lips but quickly remembered the bite mark on your neck as you lightly pushed him away. "Yuma…not tonight." You muttered, avoiding eye contact again, causing the vampire to frown as his eyes narrowed with your sudden actions. "What the hell is up with you today? First the lying, and now you're avoiding me entirely?" He growled, teeth showing as he clenched his jaw, feeling himself growing angrier at the fact you weren't looking at him.

You cringe at his tone, your hair standing up as the room fills with a dark atmosphere, causing you to recoil. "N-nothing is wrong…I just-!" Your eyes went wide as Yuma went to move your hair back, something he tended to do when he was giving you his full attention, which you loved; however, this time, all you felt was fear as your body froze. 'He sees it.' You think to yourself, not even having to look in Yuma's direction as a deep growl leaves his throat as he grips your shoulder roughly, pulling your body towards his. You whimper at his rough grip while he goes and forces your chin up, your fearful eyes locking with his enraged ones. "This isn't mine." He growls, pinching your chin between his thumb and index finger.

You don't say anything as he glares down at you, veins starting to pop from his temples and neck. "Whose is it, Y/n?" He hisses while leaning closer to your face, lips only inches apart. You try to look away from him, tears forming as you never liked when Yuma got angry. Of course, he never hit you or anything, but when it came to what was his, you knew his possessive side was nothing to joke about. Yuma watches as you try to avoid him yet again, feeling his blood boil as he pins you down onto the bed, arms above your head, holding them together, one hand watching as you look up at him with fear. He grits his teeth, not liking that look in your eyes as the only emotion he ever wanted to see from those orbs that made his chest flutter was pure love. Yuma knew that he never stood a chance when it came to his other brothers, along with the Sakamaki, when it came to winning Eve, but none of that mattered to him when you entered his life that night you offered your blood to him. "Y/n, I'm not patient, so I'll ask you again." His grip on your wrists tightened as you started to squirm from discomfort. "Who marked what's mine?" His eyes bore into yours, causing a shiver to run through your body. It was like he was staring deep into your soul, driving your heart to race as you started to feel embarrassed from getting excited due to your situation.

"K-Kou was feeling thirsty, so he-!' You stop speaking when Yuma slams his fist against your bed frame, causing it to crack. "H-Hey! Just because you're angry doesn't mean you can break my stuff!" You yelled up at him, your voice finally returning to normal as you tried to escape his grip. "Tch. Fuck!" Yuma cursed before roughly sinking his fangs into the other side of your neck, causing you to let out a loud whine as you arched your back, tears pricking the corner of your eyes. "O-Ouch, Yuma, that's too hard!" You cried, but he ignored you as he continued to drink your blood, letting out a deep hum as he tasted your flavor on his tongue, his throat growing hot as the warm liquid entered his system.

Yuma releases your wrists, letting out a deep chuckle as he feels you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, your small, delicate hands caressing the back of his head for comfort, knowing that he tended to calm down whenever you played with his hair. He pulled away from your neck, making sure to lick up any blood that seeped from his marks before sucking on the spot earning a small moan from you as your grip around him tightened. "Y-Yuma, I said not tonight." You whined, trying to wiggle away from him. Yuma grunts as he grabs your hips with his giant hand, giving them a possessive squeeze before pulling away from you. The two of you look into each other's eyes, neither of you saying a word as you catch a glimpse of your blood trickling down his chin. "I'm going to beat his ass." Yuma finally growls while his thumbs carefully rub circles on your hips, his eyes still holding rage, but this time accompanied by love and lust. "You're mine, and they know it." Once again, he sinks his fangs into your flesh, right over the area Kou had bitten before leaving the mansion.

Yuma hums as his hands start to slide up and down your sides, giving occasional squeezes as he feels your body and blood start heating up, causing the tight feeling in his pants as he pulls away before making more bite marks along your collarbone. "You taste like fucking candy, baby~" He coos between bites listening as you let out small whimpers, your breathing becoming heavy as the pain from his bites soon turns to pleasure while you continue to play with his hair. Yuma loved the taste of your blood; the smell alone drove him crazy. He growls as he pulls away from you, his eyes taking in all the marks showing that you belonged to him and no one else. With a smirk, Yuma positions himself on top of you, his arms on either side of your head as he goes and grinds against you, watching as your already pink cheeks start to turn a deep red as you feel the bulge press against your clothed pussy.

"Sorry, sugar…" He chuckles while grinding against you again, watching your facial expressions with his lustful eyes as he feels his chest swell with excitement as he watches you squirm and whimper underneath him. His eyes trail back to the bites he left, causing the tent in his pants to twitch as he leans close to your ear, a sadistic smirk on his face. "But seeing you with bites like this makes me so hard~" He growls before nipping at your lobe, causing a slight whine to leave your lips. "Yuma….stop teasing me." You pant out, feeling yourself getting more turned on as the friction becomes too much. Yuma scoffs as his movements halt, causing you to whine at the sudden loss. "Tch, who are you telling me to stop?" He growls while pulling away. You just lay there staring at him with confusion written all over your face as your mind tries to process everything happening due to blood loss.

Yuma looks down at you, annoyed, as each leg lies on either side of your body. You don't say anything as you watch him trail his fingers across every single mark he made before stopping on the one where Kou's previously lay. "You think after letting my brother sink his fucking fangs into you, I'll do as you please? Fucking slut." He spat while his hands slid down your chest, his rough and giant palms aggressively massaging the mounds of flesh. "Mmh…I didn't let him, Yuma, I promise!" You moan out your mind and body, frustrated with his actions and words. Yuma growls, ripping your top off as he watches your breasts fall with a slight bounce. Your eyes widen as you quickly try to cover up with your arms. Yuma frowns at this as he grabs your arms, roughly pinning them to your sides. "Don't you ever cover this sexy body while with me." His tone is one of warning as he waits for your response. Feeling powerless, you give a weak nod, your body growing hot and embarrassed as he stares at you.

“Y-Yuma I’m sorry Kou bit me...I'm sorry for being a bad girl." You started to cry, wanting him to smother you in love and praise like he usually did. Yuma takes in your pitiful form and lets out a deep sigh as he goes and licks your tears away, letting out a dissatisfied grunt. "So salty." He mumbled before peppering your face with kisses as he stroked your hair. "Shhh, Sugar…fuck I'm sorry," he murmured, now angry with himself. "Look at me, Y/n," he demands while cupping your cheek. You do as told, giving him a slight pout as he goes and roughly presses his lips to yours, his fangs sinking into the sensitive flesh, causing you to whine while you wrap your arms around him. Yuma hums, satisfied with your response, as he goes and starts to pull your shorts down with his free hand, causing a small gasp to leave your lips as he slowly rubs circles against the wet spot on your panties.

Yuma pulled away from the kiss, saliva connecting your lips as he went and licked the blood smeared against your lips. "You're mine, Y/n….only I can touch you and drink your blood," he growls while licking down your neck. "Yes, baby, I know…I tried hard to stop him, I promise." You cupped his cheeks, causing a soft sigh to leave his lips as he stared down at you with loving eyes. "If I ever catch those scumbags tasting you, I'll devour you, Y/n." He admits, kissing your wrist gently, sinking his fangs into the tender skin, watching your eyes fill with lust. You give him a loving smile as you tilt your head to the side, eyes half-lidded as a small giggle leaves your lips, causing his heart to race. "I understand." You whispered. Yuma looked at you, trying to find any lies within your words. You knew he had eaten his victim's entire body before, so you knew his words were no threat. After finding none, he smirks while pulling your panties down, his fingers quickly slipping inside your drenched pussy, causing your mouth to form an O as you arched your back small moans leaving your swollen lips.

"Y/n… you're too sweet for me." He whispers as he slides two fingers in and out of your tight walls. "So, fucking wet for me too, baby~ fuck, I can't wait." He laughed as he watched his fingers become coated in your slick. "I haven't seen you all day…fuck baby." He growled before latching onto one of your perked breasts, causing you to arch your back as your hands wrapped around his head, fingers gripping his soft brown locks. He chuckles, reaching his free hand back as he pulls out his hair tie, allowing you to watch his hair fall beautifully, framing his face and causing you to bite your lip. Yuma carefully grinds the perked bud, ensuring his fangs don't pierce the skin. His fingers start to go faster when he feels you clench around them, causing a grunt to leave his lips, knowing you loved when his hair was down. With a small pop, Yuma released your breast, glancing up at you, who held nothing but lust on your face as your lips parted in the cutest way with each moan that escaped your beautiful throat.

"Y-Yuma, I'm gonna…" You trail off fists, gripping the sheets as you feel the familiar knot forming, your breathing becoming uneven as your grip on his hair tightens. "Fuck right there, Yuma, please!" You cry, feeling his fingers curl against that one spot. Right as you're about to reach your limit, Yuma's fingers slip out, allowing his ears to fill with the most pathetic noise he's ever heard leave your mouth. He smirks, sitting up straight as he goes, and removes his shirt while unbuckling his pants. "Not yet baby… I'm still pretty angry about my brother leaving his mark on you, you know?" He chuckles, watching your eyes trail down to his now-free erection that smacks against his abdomen. "How can I make it clear to them all that you're truly mine?" He mumbles, pretending to be in thought as he teasingly slides the tip of his dick against your wet folds watching as the precum smears on your glistening pussy, causing his dick to twitch. You whine, wiggling your hips to try and get more friction from your cruel vampire boyfriend.

"Oh…I know how I can show them~" The corners of his lips rise into a sadistic grin as he positions himself at your needy entrance while placing his face inches from yours, ensuring your eyes are locked. "I'm going to fucking ruin you~" He growls before slipping his dick inside with a rough thrust. You throw your head back as Yuma continues to thrust deep inside you, his hands gripping your hips as he looks down at you, the sadistic grin still plastered across his face as he licks his lips. "That's right, sugar; you're my tasty human slut, right?" He purrs as he goes and lifts one of your legs over his shoulder. You watch as Yuma licks up your thigh before sinking his fangs into the tender flesh, his eyes locked with yours. You bite your lip, letting out a deep moan as your eyes roll to the back of your head from all the rough pleasure your body receives.

Yuma continues to thrust as deep as he can, refusing to leave your addicting pussy for even a second as he watches his dick get covered in your juices. "You're such a filthy girl, Y/n. so fucking filthy just for me!" He growls, the tip of his dick hitting your cervix, causing tears in your eyes from the sudden pain mixed with pleasure. "F-Fuck Yuma too deep!" You cry, trying to push him back but failing as he grips your hand. "That's right, baby. I'm so fucking deep inside you right now. I'm going to ruin this filthy pussy of yours. Going to make it shaped just right for me and only me." Your pussy clenches at his words, the knot from earlier coming back as you arch your back off the bed. "Fuck! Fuckfuck! Yuma, I'm going to cum!" You cry, tears of pleasure falling from your face. Yuma clicks his tongue as he slows down his pace, causing a whine to leave your lips. "Why'd you do that?" You pout, looking up at him with glassy eyes drooling, staining your chin, lips all bruised from his kisses. Yuma smirks as he leans down, giving you a quick kiss as he goes and starts kissing and sucking each mark he left along your neck and collarbone, making sure to provide each of them equal attention.

"Because Sugar," He starts his free hand sliding up and down your leg, still placed over his shoulder, before giving your thigh a possessive squeeze. "You can't come without my permission, and after I've had plenty to drink." He chuckles before sinking his fangs back into your neck, his thrusts becoming aggressive again as you throw your head back, allowing him better access as his fangs sink deeper into the sensitive spot of your neck, knowing it was one of your favorite places for him to emerge his fangs. Yuma felt himself going feral as the temperature of your blood increased, mixing with the salty flavor of your sweaty skin. He lets out a deep moan, his thrusts starting to become sloppy. "Cum baby…cum with me." He pants, kissing along your jawline. "Show me you're mine." After hearing your boyfriend's possessive words followed by a deep growl, you felt the knot burst, your vision going white as a loud moan echoes throughout your room.

Yuma smirks as he fills your pussy with his cum making sure none slips out as he looks down at you with the most possessive look you've ever seen him have on that gorgeous face of his. "That's right, baby! Fuck so tasty~ give me more, baby; come on, give it to me!" He laughs, still moving his hips through your orgasm as you let out small, babbled whines, unable to form an actual sentence from how fucked out and dizzy you were due to the blood loss. Yuma looks at you and pouts gently, tapping his finger to your nose before playfully scratching at it, chuckling as he watches you give a tired smile. 'So, fucking cute and sweet.' He thinks the love for you flows through his entire being as he feels himself getting hard inside you. "Hey, baby." He whispers in your ear, giving you a few kisses, to which you hum in response, lazily playing with his hair.

"Come on; Sugar let's play more~"

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dialovers-lover-xoxo · 4 months

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Subaru Sakamaki x Female Reader Smut

NSFW WARNING: This post contains explicit sexual nsfw content. If you are a minor or that kind of content makes you uncomfortable, please don't read under the cut ❗️❗️❗️

❌❌❌ You've been warned ❌❌❌

Mutual masturbation, vanilla penetrative sex, oral, fingering, profession of love, gentle, romantic

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You walked to Subaru's room, simply seeking his company. Despite his anger issues, he was probably the best Sakamaki brother to spend time with. At least in your opinion. You tried to tell yourself it wasn't also your physical and romantic attraction causing you to spend time with him.

You stopped outside his bedroom door and heard very quiet panting. Heat immediately blazed in your cheeks. This was an invasion or privacy, you should go, you turned to leave-

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Subaru growled after opening the door. Your eyes darted from his face down to the unmistakable bulge in his pants.

"Nothing! I mean, I was going to see if you wanted to hang out but I see you're busy so I'll leave!" You stammered out at the speed of light, your hands up like you were getting arrested. "Tch, get in here." Subaru muttered, grabbing your arm. He yanked you inside his room. "YAH!"

He released you and crossed his arms in front of his chest. His broad and muscular chest. "I wasn't...doing anything..." Subaru muttered, his pale cheeks turning pink with embarrassment. "O-okay..."

Subaru narrowed his eyes and the two of you stood in awkward silence, when normally you two could actually have an enjoyable conversation. You looked down at your clasped hands. When the silence got unbearable you looked back up at him. "How...would I pleasure you?"

Subaru's eyes widened. "What?" He growled, now bright red. You hesitantly stepped forward. You reached out of your hand near his chest, and when he didn't back away, you gently rested it on his chest. "I want to pleasure you."

Subaru's body became tense, but he was aroused as well, his breathing becoming heavy, his pupils dilating. "Alright, I'll show ya." His grin was dark and sexy. "First, we kiss." You gasped when he pressed his mouth to yours, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him. You touched up his chest and tangled your fingers in his soft hair. It was a passionate kiss, with open mouths. He lifted you up and after a moment of shock you wound your legs around his waist and held onto him tightly. He carried you to his bed - casket - and laid you down. He settled in between your legs and on top of you. You moaned softly feeling his heavy weight on top of you, and your mouths met again. He rocked his hips against you and you moaned into his mouth, feeling his hardness against your softness.

The two of you pulled on each others' clothes and occasionally separated until you were both gasping for breath in your undergarments. Subaru was only in briefs, his erection creating a large bulge. You were only in your bra and underwear. With Subaru hovering on top of you, you stared into each others' eyes.

With hands less steady than before, Subaru reached behind you and in clipped your bra. You reached for his briefs, nervous and excited, and pulled them down. His erection rubbed against your womanhood, only covered by the thin fabric of your underwear.

You looked up at him. Subaru's red eyes were heavy with lust. He rubbed his hardness against you again and you moaned gripping him. After pressing a kiss to your breast that made you gasp, he gently took your hand in his and guided it to his member. "Hold me...like this." He murmured. Swallowing, you wrapped your hand around his length and started to move up and down. A small growl came from Subaru. He hooked his fingers under your underwear and pulled it down. He laid down next to you and started gently circling your womanhood with his finger as you continued pumping his member. You moaned at the pleasurable sensation and leaned your head against Subaru's chest, whimpering.

"Put your mouth on me." Subaru said quietly. You leaned up, wanting to do it, but nervous to these new experiences. Subaru took in your expression and pink blush appeared on his cheeks that you saw right before he turned away. "Ya don't have to, but it's a good way to pleasure a man." He paused. "I won't be rough with ya, alright?" His voice was quiet and soft.

You nodded and cupped his cheek, turning him to face you for another kiss, with you leaning over him. His hand went to your breast and massaged it as your kiss deepened.

Taking a deep breath you sat in between his legs, looking at his length. It was hard and already glistening with pre-cum. You pressed a kiss to the tip, which made Subaru shudder. Tentatively you licked up the sides of his shaft. Like any skin-covered body part it was mostly tasteless, if a little salty. You swirled your tongue around his tip and Subaru rewarded you with a moan, clenching his fist tightly. You smiled and slowly took him into your mouth, watching his expression. The way his eyebrows drew together and his mouth opened for a breathless moan...wetness pooled between your legs, accompanied by an aching asking for release. You bobbed your head up and down slowly and Subaru arched up slightly, gripping your hair as you pleasured him with your mouth.

Hollowing your cheeks, you tried sucking a little harder and Subaru let out an unrestrained moan of pleasure. You used your hands to stroke his thighs and balls and you felt his legs twitching. "F-Fuck!" Subaru growled. "I'm gonna-if ya gotta pull-you don't have to-" but you wanted to, so when Subaru moaned and cummed in your mouth, you swallowed. Satisfied with how good you made Subaru feel, you smiled proudly and climbed on top of him for another kiss. Subaru was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down from his orgasm, but he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you back.

"My turn." He growled and flipped you over, making you squeal. His hands roamed everywhere, touching and fondling in the most amazing way, he kissed down your neck to your breasts, lavishing them with hot wet kisses. You squirmed for more and whined. "Subaru...please..." Subaru sucked one nipple into his mouth and you thought you'd go crazy. You gripped his hair and moaned. His strong hand gently massaged the breast he wasn't attending to with his mouth and you panted and whimpered.

Kissing down your body, Subaru laid between your thighs. Without warning he lifted your legs and hooked them over his shoulders. You gasped and might've been embarrassed if he hadn't started to suckle on your flower gently, his tongue teasing your clit. "Oh fuck!" His tongue fluttered over an especially sensitive spot and all self-consciousness disappeared in favor of receiving more pleasure. "Yes, right there! Yes!" You let out another embarrassingly loud moan, but you were the past the point of caring. You felt a finger enter you and you bucked your hips up, loving the stretched sensation that came with Subaru fingering you. You felt yourself going higher and higher as Subaru used his tongue on your clit in the most mind-blowing way. You tensed, the pressure building and you began to twitch, the pleasure was completely overwhelming and it was more than you can handle until-

"Ahhhhh!" You shattered, your release sending waves of pure ecstasy in your body. You moaned and shook, panting until you were able to recover from your high.

Subaru said your name quietly and you raised your eyes to meet his. "Can we..." "Yes," you breathed out. He settled in between your legs and held you in his arms. You gripped his shoulders when you felt his length push against your opening. "Ready?" "Yes." You whispered.

Gritting his teeth, Subaru slowly pushed inside you. You moaned and held him tightly as he entered you, stretching you out in the most amazing way. When Subaru was buried to the hilt inside you he stilled and pressed a soft sweet brief kiss to your lips. "Everything okay?" You laughed, overwhelmed and in love. "Yes, keep going. Make love to me Subaru." Surprise flashed in Subaru's eyes at the idea of love, but then he nodded and his expression made it undoubtedly clear that he loved you too.

Subaru began smooth slow thrusts inside you and the two of you moaned as one. He kissed down your neck back up to your mouth and you touched his chiseled chest and strong arms, loving the feeling.

Subaru started to speed up, the coffin thumping with his thrusts, and his body tensed; he was close. Subaru held himself up with one arm and his free hand traveled down to flick your clit, so you'd be both tumble over the edge together.

"Subaru!" You bit into his shoulder to stop the loud moans that threatened to spill from your lips and Subaru groaned, his body tensing, then stilling as he spilled his cum into you. You fell over the edge, wrapping your arms around Subaru to pull him down for a kiss. He responded eagerly, running his hands over your body as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss.

You kissed and let your hands explore each other for a while before he rolled off you, then pulled you into his arms, holding you close. "We made love, Subaru. I love you." There wasn't a hint of hesitation or even blush on his cheeks when he said, "I've loved you for a long time."

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bear-remn · 4 months

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hey, long time no see, so i its like a thing me posting every vacation?? anyways, make this one some time ago while thinking about this story, and does this make sense?? hope so, here it is guys enjoy and support!

KIRARI AND SHU ~♡

i hope you guys see the dinamic of kirari.

-> reiji takes care of her, but she takes care of shu.

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dlscenarios · 8 months

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Been rewatching DL & I’m having thots—

MDNI

So we ALL know that AYATO is a tiddy guy. But oml, he’d WORSHIP his partner’s tits in the bedroom. His hands would always be touching them. He’d suck on them, probably leaving hickies occasionally. He wouldn’t actually sink his fangs into them though. He’d be worried that the marks would mar them. Overall, Ayato would be a MENACE to your tiddies.

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ang3lfluids · 2 months

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mean vampire bf who doesn’t care if ur hurting when they pin u down and bite u :((

mean vampire bf who sweet talks you till your begging to be hurt

mean vampire bf who shoves their thick fingers in your mouth as you hump each other

mean vampire bf who bites your ankles and fingers so walking and writing is harder :(

mean vampire bf who records you creaming about the base of his cock, taunting you as you whined at him to stop

mean vampire bf who will use your panties to jerk off when ur gone then make you wear them out

mean vampire bf who gets off to seeing the light drain as he chokes you, loves when you whack at his back and arms trying to free yourself when he pins you down :3

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AYATO, Laito, YUMA, Shuu, SCARAMOUCHE, CHILDE, DABI

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mcverse · 7 months

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༘⋆✿ Pᴀʀɪɴɢ: Yᴜᴜᴍᴀ Mᴜᴋᴀᴍɪ x ꜱ/ᴏ! F! Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

༘⋆✿ Rᴇϙᴜᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ: Yᴇꜱ/Nᴏ ( @arleccine )

༘⋆✿ Wᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 3.1ᴋ

༘⋆✿ Tʏᴘᴇ: Oɴᴇʜᴏᴛ Sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ, Cᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ!Aᴜ

༘⋆✿ Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍ (ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ(?) ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ Yᴜᴜᴍᴀ, ꜱᴏғᴛ Yᴜᴜᴍᴀ (ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴏᴏᴄ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ), ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ

༘⋆✿ Sɪᴅᴇ Bᴀʀ: I ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ғᴀʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅɪᴅ. Wᴇʟʟ, ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ. Mʏ ғɪʀꜱᴛ ᴏғғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀꜱᴛ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴘʟꜱ!

༘⋆✿ Hᴏᴍᴇ

ᴘʟꜱ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ: ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ 18+

ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ & ꜱʜᴀʀᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ

"Damn..." you exhale in exhaustion as you place a box in the living room among the others. Yuuma follows, effortlessly juggling the last two boxes in both arms and closing the apartment door with his foot.

He positions the boxes beside yours and shakes his head, teasing, "You lifted, what, five boxes? Quit pretending like you did so much work." A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips when you shoot him a scowl.

"What's it to you? I'm exhausted. It took hours to get here. I don't have vampire-like abilities where I can skip sleep," you retort, turning away with a pout and settling beside the box you had placed earlier. "And out of all the places we could've gone, you pick this city."

If you could even call it a city. By your standards, it was far too small in comparison to the cities in America, but you didn't have the authority to dictate what qualified as one.

Yuuma clicks his tongue and approaches you, giving your hair a gentle tug to capture your attention. "We picked this place together, don't forget. A certain someone couldn't handle long-distance, so we made a compromise on Nakari University."

You groan and shut your eyes as the memory replays in your mind, causing you to cringe with secondhand embarrassment. It's the recollection of a particularly raw and emotional pillow talk with Yuuma.

It was perhaps that display of vulnerability that led to both of you deciding to attend the same college instead of going your separate ways for your bachelor's degrees.

Somehow, you had a feeling he'd never allow you to forget that.

"That's what I thought," he tease playfully in response to your silence, leaning down and catching you off guard with a quick peck on the lips. "Now, quit lounging around. The quicker we unpack, the sooner you can sneak in a nap."

You nod, smiling at him. "And a shower. I would really enjoy that."

He takes a sniff of the air, raises an eyebrow, and nods in agreement. "You've got that unmistakable scent of sweat."

You decide to dismiss his comment since nobody sought his agreement, and you're becoming tired of his teasing. Pointing out your scent isn't fair when he consistently carries the fragrance of Gardenias around him.

"Could you play some music? My phone's in my purse over there, and my mini speaker’s right next to it," you ask him, opting not to get up since he was already standing.

He complies without hesitation, effortlessly unlocking your phone because he knows the password, while simultaneously turning on the Bluetooth speaker. "Do you have a specific song, or should I shuffle?"

"Shuffle," you mumble, your mind already focused on unboxing the boxes within your reach.

He hums, starting to play your liked list and then proceeding to unbox the last two boxes he brought in. Amidst the melodies playing through the speakers, the sound of ripped tape on cardboard boxes could be heard quite loudly.

The speaker volume is evidently too low. Just as you're about to nag Yuuma to turn it up, you perk up at the instrumental of "What He Don't Know."

"Oh, this is my song! Yumi, crank up the volume!" you exclaim, pointing at your phone and snapping your fingers to prompt him. As he adjusts the volume and turns it up, your voice also rises as the lyrics begin.

"What a goofball..." he murmurs quietly as he leans against the wall, a soft smile on his face as he observes you singing your heart out at the highest volume. You sing so loudly that you forget about your task and wave your arms around, as if the lyrics resonate deeply within your soul.

“I want to make you do bad things that he can’t teach you, same places he can’t reach to!” you sing, bopping to the beat with enthusiasm.

Yuuma raises a brow at those lyrics, straightening up slightly as he shifts his attention more to the music than to you. What kind of song was this?

“We can play this dirty game, while he’s away, ain’t that why you came. You whisper in my ear soft and low, “ you pause a beat before matching the energy of the chorus, “What he don’t know won’t hurt him. Don’t know won’t hurt him, don’t know won’t hurt him.”

His eyebrows furrow now, his mind trying to piece together why you're vibing so easily to this song. It’s about cheating, and he’s wondering why you seem so into it. You're not a cheater, right? At least, not in anything but Monopoly, he thinks.

“Simple touch just enough, to tell me you like it rough. You say you want to leave him. Secrets always stay sweet and on the tip of your tongue, like a loaded—“

The song abruptly stops, making you snap your head towards the source. You find Yuuma holding your phone in a tight grip. However, his expression is inscrutable, and you can't tell how he's feeling right now. What you don't know is that Yuuma has heard enough, and he didn't like it, not one bit.

"I was listening to that!" you whine, slumping sadly as you shoot him a disapproving frown.

He ignores your complaint and instead shoots a question at you, "Since when did you start listening to songs like this?" He gives you an expectant look, his eyes piercing as he awaits your reply.

He wants to know.

"What? Recently. It's one of my new favorites," you reply, still puzzled by his reaction. Why was he so concerned about the song?

"Where did you hear it?" he fires off another question, his voice slightly strained, and his throat feeling dry.

He needs to know.

You shrug, rolling your eyes at his barrage of questions. "I don't know. I just can't stop listening to it on repeat."

Yuuma wasn't pleased with your answer. His mind raced, thinking that you must have heard the song in a social setting where he wasn't present. Why else would you be listening to a song like this?

He gazes at you for a moment before a smirk slowly creeps onto his face, and he starts walking toward you, each step filled with playful taunts. When he reaches you, you're gazing up at him with a doe-eyed expression, and he can't help but find it amusing. You look just like caught prey.

"Is there someone I should be worried about?" he teases, his hand gently tilting your chin upward as he encourages you to stand up to your full height.

You were left speechless, to say the least. Yuuma's teasing was usually light-hearted, but this time, there seemed to be an undertone to it. The only occasions he got like this were when he was upset or in a bedroom mood.

It left you even more puzzled. What had you done in such a short time to agitate his nerves? And if that wasn’t the case, why did he suddenly seem turned on?

"Don't make me repeat myself," Yuuma prods at your silence, taking a step forward. In response, you take steps back until your back hits a surface.

This leaves Yuuma closing the distance between you, effectively trapping you between him and the wall. He demands, "Answer me, sow."

Yes, he was angry and turned on. He only ever calls you that during that particular moment, understanding how belittling it would be outside of that context and how it didn't fit with someone he comes to love.

"Why are you upset?" you whisper as his eyes travel to your lips, your breath hitching when he runs a finger from your ear down to your shoulder, teasingly tracing a path with his touch.

You instinctively turn your head, baring your neck to him. He hasn't fed since you arrived. Maybe he was upset because he was hungry?

His hand slowly travels from bare your shoulder, down your collarbone, past your breast, skipping past your belly button to linger around the loose waistband of your baggy ripped jeans, playing with it. “Are you pretending to be a dumb bitch in heat right now, baring your neck to me because you know what you did wrong? Or can my baby really be this dumb?”

You shake your head, mumbling “I’m not dumb..,” but you certainly feel like it when all his words do is shoot right down to your lower region that begins to ache for some attention instead of feeling repulsed by them.

Suddenly, you’re all too aware of how far Yuuma is despite how close, and you pull him flush against your body with your arms circling around his waist.

You didn’t care what he was mad about right now. Whatever the reason may be, you can talk about it later because you knew where this attitude would lead next.

He started it, and he damn sure was gonna finish it. He’ll make you forget those damn lyrics until the only thing singing from your lungs is his name and sweet mewls just for him.

He chuckles lowly at your words, at your reaction to his. Your body betraying your defensive words, choosing him over your brain that he was going to fuck to mush on his dick later.

"No, you're not dumb?," he falsely coos, rubbing his nose against your cheek before planting ghostly kisses on your jawline that lead to your ear. He teasingly bites your earlobe and whispers, "That’s not what I wanted to hear…I’ll just have to finger you till you are."

In just seconds, you find yourself clutching his shirt tightly, your back arching away from the wall as Yuuma effortlessly slips his hand beneath your waistband, cupping your sex as his middle finger applies pressure to your clit.

“You have to be dumb, sow,” he sensually hisses, increasing the pressure, keeping a firm grip on your hips just as they threaten to move, “Listening to songs like that ain’t fair to me. Haven’t I been good to you?”

"W-What?" you wearily reply, too busy focusing on the meager pleasure he's giving you and trying to wriggle free for more when he refuses to move on his own. You huff in annoyance at his strong grip on your hip. "Yuuma," you whine, leaning your head against his chest.

You feel his lips pressing gently against the side of your head, and it makes the feeling between your leg throb just as much as the muscle in your chest. How can he embody both tenderness and playfulness at the same time? He physically holds you in his hand, weaving a tapestry of serious and teasing words, yet he hasn't fulfilled your most profound desires.

"Yes?" he replies, and though you can't see his face, the sound in his voice hints at his smirk transforming into a wicked grin.

You gulp heavily, your mind racing to keep up, but the overwhelming heat coursing through your body makes it difficult to concentrate. All you desire is for him to move his wrist in a specific manner, back and forth repeatedly, at a speed that threatens to make your eyes cross.

What did you need him to do again, oh yeah, “Stop playing with me.” you grumble, “I wanna cum, I want you to make me cum.”

"Who said I was playing?" he responds with all seriousness, sliding his hand up an inch to slip into your underwear, reclaiming the same position. However, this time, he applies the same pressure and starts moving in a circular motion at a speed that leaves you gasping for air in surprise, “Who said I play when it comes to you?”

"F-Fuck!" you whimper shakily, your eyes tightly shut in response to his astonishing pace, one that no human man could ever hope to match. The sensation is so overwhelming that your legs instinctively begin to close, but Yuuma halts them with a leg of his own, pushing you further open.

“Do you think I came all this way with you, just to hear you sing a song about leaving me just as we got here?!” he growls deeply, forcefully tearing your tank top apart and splitting your bra in two before settling back on your hip.

The sight sends a shiver down his spine, and he licks his lips as he hears your pulse quicken and sees your veins dance, “You look so good…you taste so good.”

You moan in response to his words, unable to articulate a single coherent syllable, even though this is only the appetizer; it happens every time.

Your anticipation intensifies as his touch momentarily retreats from your throbbing clit, only to descend to your core, where he circles, gathering slickness before resuming his attention to your sensitive bud.

A mixture of desire and a subtle tinge of shame colors your thoughts as you imagine him doing this with the intention of withdrawing his hand to sensually suck on his fingers while repeating those alluring words.

“You’re so wet,” he groans, his grip on your hip tightening, “I bet you'd feel incredible wrapped around me—so tight, so warm. Do you think you can handle me right now?” he asks thrusting his hips forward suddenly and forcefully, causing you to jump with a gasp. It may not have directly touched you, but the impact against his hand was enough to make the knot in your stomach to grow tighter.

His hand abandons your hip, choosing instead to wrap his arm around your waist, securing you as your knees start to tremble under the approaching wave of pleasure. Your mouth hangs open, emitting short, ragged breaths. He observes it for a moment before deciding that he wants a taste.

You moan into the kiss, your tongues dancing together as you clutch his shoulders. In your passionate embrace, he unconsciously blocks your access to air, leaving you breathless and growing dizzy.

Yuuma thoroughly explores every corner of your mouth with his, greedily eats up all the noise you make before he eventually pulls away. A glistening strand of saliva briefly connects you both before it breaks and rejoins the pool of drool in the corner of your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum!” you warn him, pulse picking up to the point of numbness, your body hot and drenched in sweat, causing your torn clothes to stick uncomfortably to your skin. But all of that fades in importance when Yuuma abruptly halts his movements altogether.

Your eyes snap open, and you shoot him a displeased glare, your brow furrowing as you tug at his shirt in irritation. "No! Yuuma, I was so close!" you complain, arching your hips to seek the lost friction. It feels like you were ascending the highest peak, only to suddenly tumble down without any apparent reason.

His gaze remains locked onto yours, and he delivers the most frustrating statement since his irritation began, "I didn't give you permission to come.”

"Okay! Enough with the attitude, Yuu—ah!" you're cut off by a drawn-out moan that blends both pain and pleasure as he simultaneously bites down on your neck and slips a finger inside you. He groans against your skin, whether from the taste of your iron on his tongue or your tight grip on his finger, you're not entirely certain.

He wastes no time, thrusting into you with precision, his wrist flicking sharply while his thumb rubs your clit simultaneously. The pressure in your stomach builds up once more, and you reach down to keep his hand in place, silently praying that he doesn't stop again because it feels fucking delicious.

The throbbing in your pussy matches the pulse in your neck, and you can't help but wonder if he can sense how perfectly in sync they both are. The thought makes your eyes roll back, revealing more white than iris. He adds a second finger, curling them expertly as they press against the sensitive spot within clamped walls, causing your toes to curl and making you even tighter.

Yuuma breaks away from your neck, muttering a curse as he reaches his long arm further behind your back. He seizes your baggy jean leg, pulling your leg off the floor toward your body where he can grip the back of your knee. The stretch is deliciously painful in the best way, encouraging him to delve knuckle deep inside you.

The sounds of smacks resonate loudly, a clear indicator of how aroused he's made you. He breathes heavily while studying your body, declaring, "I’m the only one who can make you feel like this," he says, moving back towards your neck to plant kisses near your sensitive spot.

You whimper and shiver, the area tingling with slight soreness, “Only I could see you like this… legs spread open like a slut, taking what I give you in your messy pussy.”

Floating. It's as if you're weightless, carried higher by his words, each one pushing your climax to new heights. The sensation is almost achingly tight, and the promise of sweet release is tantalizingly close. Just one more push, and...

"Cumming, cumming!" you cry out, holding onto him tightly. Tears actually well up in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure that courses through you, completely shattering your mind.

All that escapes your lips are chants of his name, nothing else. Your stomach tightens, and your muscles spasm as you gush onto his hand, even as he continues to abuse your pussy at the same tempo. It's so intense that you feel dizzy within the throes of your climax.

Your body becomes pliant as the euphoria settles in, soft sighs and mewls escaping your lips. "Yuuma," you pant, "Yuuma?" you call out again, but he continues to ignore you.

Instead, he withdraws his hand from your jeans, moving away slightly to lift you up into his arms. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist as his hands find purchase on your hips, drawing you close. So close that you can feel the bulge in his pants brushing against your covered sex.

Without a chance to ask a question, he kisses you with insatiable hunger, tilting his head to intensify the passionate connection, his lips devouring yours.

One of his hands reaches back, squeezing your ass, eliciting a wanton moan from you. When he finally pulls away, you're left feeling thoroughly turned on again, especially as you see the desire burning in his dark, lust-filled eyes.

"We're going to fuck, and after that, you're going to delete that stupid song, got it?" he orders, his jaw tense as he waits for your confirmation. He smirks when he receives a nod, accompanied by a shaky sigh.

"Good girl."

#✰ 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐮— 𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐭¡𝐜𝐚 #✮⋆˙ 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 — 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐦𝐚 #yuma mukami x reader #mukami yuma #diabolik lovers yuma #yuma mukami #yuuma mukami #yuma mukami imagine #diabolik boys #diabolik lovers mukami #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers x reader #diabolik lovers smut #Yuma mukami smut #yuuma muakami smut

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atomic-taco-muffin · 10 months

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please remake the Kanato nsfw twt links🙏🙏🙏

Since the recent news about Twitter and me not risking the so called "rate-limit" this will be the last of the Twitter porn series. If Twitter ever gets its shit fixed, then I will start it again. But until then, this is the last one

Kanato Twt Links (remake)

Warnings: What the title says.

Rating: NSFW under the cut

Okay, in the last one, I said that he would be into food play but I couldn't find a video. This is the closest thing I could find for it.

I think he's the kind of guy who loves cumming in your mouth. He would practically train you to drink it whenever he wants you too

He HATES to admit it, but he loves it when you suck on his chest. His moans and whimpers are so cute

Yeah, he's the type of guy who would tie you up and use your body. And yes, there will be multiple bite and puncture marks as well.

He loves to dress you up in cute lingerie and (sometimes little accessories such as cat ears) just use your body to make him feel good. He's trained you so well

Dom him. Just...just do it. Trust me

In the rare instance that he's being soft and gentle, he will light some candles and let you ride him. But don't expect to be in charge the whole time. He will have his hands on your hips the entire time

#kanato imagines #kanato smut #diabolik lovers kanato #kanato x reader #kanato sakamaki #sakamaki brothers #diaboliklovers #daibolik lovers imagines #diabolik lovers x reader #diabolik lovers smut #diabolik lovers headcanons #diaboliklovers imagines #diaboliklovers smut #diaboliklovers imagine #diaboliklovers headcanons

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babubabibambam · 2 years

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Guys that are always so clowny and always seem to be joking around, yet whenever it comes to punishing his sweet little thing. That attitude is far gone.

Either has you overstimulated to the point where you’re crying and begging him to stop. OR. Has you crying from the edging. In the end it results in you crying for him and boy oh boy does he love it.

His usual goofy smile is replaced with an amused and mocking smirk. His idiotic laughter is replaced with a deep and sadistic chuckle that has you shivering in excitement and a little bit of fear. That usual cheery look in his eyes is now replaced with pure lust, it honestly seemed that at that moment, he had no plan on stopping whatever he was doing. “What’s wrong love? Weren’t you saying something snarky about me a few moments ago?” He’d tease, his free hand would grab your face softly, finger parting your mouth open slowly.

Tilting your face up as your mouth widens to his liking. Toying with the insides of your mouth, you can hear his breathing quickening. His throbbing dick under his pants becomes more visible as his precum starts staining his own pants. “For someone with such a pretty mouth, you sure love saying nonsense.” He shoves his finger in harshly, choking you. Yet again a deep chuckle comes from him.

“Oh pretty, if you’re already choking now, I wonder how it’ll be like when it’s my cock instead of my fingers~”

• OIKAWA, ATSUMU, TENDOU, HINATA, BOKUTO, Tanaka, Nishinoya

• GOJO, MAHITO

• GOGOL, DAZAI, RANPO

• KAMINARI, HAWKS

• LAITO, KOU, YUUMA

• Mammon

• VENTI, Childe, Kaeya

a/n: havent done these in a while, completely forgot what fandoms i wrote for. Anyways, i hope you enjoy^^

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moonywritez6 · 4 months

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Kinktober Day 2 Vampire (Reupload)

Character: Yuma Mukami x Reader

Reader: Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, blood, smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, pet names, degradation, harsh language, Marking, possessive Yuma

Wc: 3,610

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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"Come on; Sugar let's play more~"

#diabolik lovers #yuma mukami #mukami brothers #diabolik lovers x reader #yuma mukami x reader #yuma mukami x y/n #yuma x reader #smut #yuma x reader smut #fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #female reader #kinktober 2023 #diabolik lovers smut

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mukamibabe · 2 years

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Hi!

I saw you write for Karlheinz and wanted to ask if you can write a one-shot on Karlheinz overstimulating his wife as a punishment who tried to escape him,like she was forced by Karl to marry him.

So maybe a lemon of him catching her and the "aftermath"?

I CAN'T ON HOW AMAZING YOUR BLOG IS!!! 💜💜💜

hi! thanks for asking!! <3 and thank you for saying that about my blog!!

onto content warnings, uhh. usual diabolik lovers stuff with like. horrible relationships and such.

also, with the nature of this request, i think this would probably be considered dubious consent? the relationship isn’t entirely clear, i wanted it to be somewhat ambiguous but to sum it up, i guess you could say the reader? s/o? is attracted to karlheinz but has extremely mixed feelings regarding him? or even like.. a one sided relationship but the wife is not as.. infatuated with karl as he is with her, if that makes sense? honestly it might even be seen as hate sex?? it gets more dubcon-ish near the end.

and omg bc i can’t stop talking lmao i also made it so it’s unclear whether or not his wife was a human or not. just for more.. like. oc-insert/ self-insert purposes? idk . and because i still can’t shut up, does anyone wanna like?? let me know if these are too long?? i feel like everything is just long and it’s like. .ok?? i mean it is my personal preference when reading stuff like this but like? ? idk ok anywyas

don’t read if any of this may make you uncomfortable, and also please don’t read this if you shouldn’t be because there will be nsfw content under the cut.

oh,,, and like the last scenario/drabble i wrote,, i still feel like my writing is kind of all over the place so i hope this is ok 😳 idk why im always changing povs and whatnot but i don’t think i did for this one? um anyways go easy on me im insecure ok lmao

A game. That’s all this relationship seemed to be. To Karlheinz, at least.

Like the snake the vampire lord was, he would strike at his prey without any warning, and that is exactly what he had done to the new woman he had called his wife.

It was bold of her, honestly- to escape the way she did. Karlheinz could almost laugh at the audacity, or the fact that she actually believed she could get away from him.

Being the sadistic vampire he was, seemingly something his sons had inherited from him, he found amusement in playing with his food, so to speak. While his prey, in this instance, wasn’t entirely just a meal, holding more importance than that considering he has already chosen to be wedded to her. He wished he could say he knew she wasn’t stupid, but considering her choice to run from him, he wasn’t so sure.

So, he allowed her to run. Like a wolf, testing it’s prey. He tailed her discreetly, and, both to his disappointment as well as satisfaction, she was completely unaware. So, when she finally let her guard down? Karlheinz went in for the kill.

It was silent, and his wife breathed heavily, slouched over as she finally got the opportunity to rest, at least for a bit. She couldn’t deny that it was almost suspicious that her husband seemed to have not trailed her at all, but the thought of being free of him outweighed anything else.

“What brings you here, my love?”

Upon hearing his voice, she looked up immediately, blinking rapidly to confirm whether or not what she was seeing was real.

Her mouth had dropped open, after seeing that, and after a couple more blinks, he was not gone, and was instead, getting closer.

“Worry not, my dear. I know this might be a surprise but I assure you, it’s alright. Lets just get you back to where you belong and we can discuss this later.”

Not allowing room for any protests or excuses, Karlheinz, after stopping within an arm’s length, quickly grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer to him before whisking her away.

Despite her having many moments with Karlheinz, including teleportation, it was still something she could never get used to. Hell, she was barely processing the fact that she had been utterly fooled by Karlheinz, thinking she was safe. It didn’t really help that she was already exhausted from constantly being on the move, as well as her own shock at the situation. Really, she couldn’t even think about defying him, as all she really sought was a rest.

After a quick second, within a flash, both were back at the place Karlheinz called home. For his wife, she would never call it her home, but alas, it mattered little to Karl.

Setting the woman down on their large, plush bed, truly fit for a king like Karl, he fixed his hair, letting the locks fall down after pulling it from his bun. His wife only sat on their bed, refusing to look at her so-called husband, tears gathering from the corners of her eyes. She did not want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her tears. Unfortunately for her, Karl noticed immediately, stepping closer to her before cupping her cheek with a gloved hand.

“Shhh, shh, you’re alright. I’m not going to harm you, darling.”

Lies.

Sure, the woman could agree that he had never physically harmed her, but she knew who he was. She knew how easy it was for him to slither his way into your mind, to have you bend under his will. Perhaps that was why she felt complied to apologize, but it would be a lie. Escaping from him, albeit temporarily, was one of the best feelings she’d felt since being married to the man.

Regardless, she had to stop herself from moving away from him, or pushing his hand away. Or maybe both.

“Go ahead and get some rest. You’ll be safe here, I assure you.” Karlheinz spoke up once again, looking at his wife with a look of faux concern, but she didn’t know that. The woman only stared at him in response, just hoping he’d leave her alone, at least for a moment. Maybe she’d be lucky enough to get some shut eye before facing the consequences of running away from a vampire lord. The lack of trust was clear here, but what else could she do? Surely he had used some sort of magic to prevent her from escaping once more. The windows, that revealed a shining night sky, were nearly impossible to escape from, at least without causing a complete mess. Accepting defeat, for now at least, the woman let herself relax onto the mattress, though not entirely. Not long after, her so called husband left the room after gathering some scrolls that sat on his desk, allowing her to finally drift off to sleep, after fighting it for a moment- being on the run is definitely exhausting, more so than she would’ve thought.

About an hour or two had passed until Karlheinz returned once more. His wife still slept soundly, unaware of his presence. He had no plans of sleeping, really, but had stripped himself of his heavier clothes, leaving him in a loose, thin dress shirt and a simple pair of breeches. Unusual for him, sure, but he quite literally was trying to climb into bed and start showing his affections for his wife.

Before Karlheinz could actually get settled into their bed, his wife’s eyes opened upon feeling the shift in the mattress. Groggy, she squinted, looking up at the pale man though not having the energy to shrink away from him. Instead, she averted her gaze, laying her head back against the pillow. She really did want to go back to sleep, or at least her body did, but doing so wouldn’t be the easiest thing to do, per se. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t have at least a slight fear of how Karlheinz was going to treat her after escaping.

As Karl made himself more comfortable, inching closer to the woman who had given up on worrying and once again found herself trying to fall back asleep, turning around, her back facing the man. This was cut short, however, instantaneously upon feeling an icicle for a hand graze lightly against her neck, making her stiffen immediately. Karlheinz definitely noticed the way she had to prevent herself from recoiling, but only hushed her, his cold body only getting closer to her, chest pressed up against her back. His lips moved towards her neck after pushing away any obstacles, peppering her neck with delicate kisses. It didn’t surprise either of them that this only made her stiffen up more, but the man did not stop, only speaking quietly after kissing her neck for a bit longer.

“Forgive me for waking you, but can you blame me after all? Chasing after you has made me parched, my dear little wife.” He spoke, before going back to attacking her neck.

The woman felt no need to speak. He was going to bite her anyways, and not putting up a fight would only make it worse for herself. Besides, she had literally just woken from her slumber only moments ago. The vampire took his wife’s silence as permission, not that he needed it anyways, and bit down into her skin, sucking up the sanguine liquid that he’d craved since his wife’s little escapade. As he drank from her, he nudged his knee gently in-between the woman’s bare legs. Which, once she thought about it, she had no recalling of ever changing out of her clothes, but didn’t feel like feeding into that trail of thought. She knew the culprit, regardless of whether or not he did it directly. Letting out a shaky exhale, she squeezed her legs together, to which Karl only pressed his hips against her own. It was to her relief she hadn’t felt anything yet, but knowing him, it wouldn’t be for much longer. To add, Karl had also snaked his arm around her, fingertips playing with the hem of her shirt.

“Karl..” The woman mumbled, eyes clasped shut as she, to her dismay, leaned into his touch, focusing on the movement of his tongue, lapping up her blood, to the cold calf that rested against her own, intertwining their legs, not to mention the icy hand that slivered slowly up and down her waist. That hand was quick to start moving downwards, tickling at her hips before she stopped him, pulling her arm from underneath her to grasp his own. She was thankful that doing so made him pause, at least from getting any lower. It was bad enough his bites already made her feel some type of way, and his other affectionate touches did not help the conflict she felt from actually enjoying the feeling of his fangs biting into her.

Luckily, or at least she wanted to think so, Karlheinz pulled away from her neck, to which the woman then shifted, laying on her back looking at Karl, who was currently licking up the remnant off of his lips.

“Don’t deny yourself, darling. You know you want me to make you feel good.” He said, almost teasingly- and it was true. Partially. It wouldn’t be her first time getting intimate with the man, and even just thinking about the mind-blowing orgasms he’s brought her to makes her shiver, as much as she hated it. Letting out a slight whine, the woman huffed in denial, watching, and feeling, his every move. “But-”, is what escaped her lips before Karlheinz moved in for a kiss, prodding his tongue into her mouth, allowing her to get a faint taste of her own blood. Her hand moved to push against Karl’s chest, but both of them knew it really wouldn’t have an effect. In fact, she was barely pushing at all, slowly succumbing to all of his touch, which seemed to make her body melt.

Karlheinz pulled away from the kiss, leaving a few marks against her collarbone before scooting himself lower.

“I know you’re still tired. Let me take care of you, and just relax in the meantime.” The vampire said softly, moving her shirt upwards to reveal her stomach, allowing him to plant a gentle kiss against the soft skin. She did not at all anticipate the feeling of his fangs pierce into her once more, in such a sensitive place, no less. Truth be told, the king wasn’t even thirsty any more- he saw pain as a fair enough punishment for her actions, despite it being mixed with pleasure as well. After biting her again, his lips then moved downwards as her blood dripped down her stomach. He lapped it up, stopping at the hem of her undergarments and looking up at his wife, who shivered at the touch of his fingers that attempted to pull the underwear down. Raising her hand, she impulsively pushed his head away as she stuttered a protest. He only looked up at her for a few seconds, savoring the conflicted look smeared on her face. Ignoring her words, Karl removed the pair, with her hesitant assistance to shimmy out of them and kicking them off so they could get lost somewhere within the comforter.

A primal glint flashed in the man’s honey colored eyes, smirking at the sight of her, wet and clenching around nothing, again, to her dismay. He wasted no time, sitting up as he ran one finger along her folds, getting his fingertip wet with her slick.

“Please,” his wife cried out, though she really didn’t know what specifically she was pleading for. She wished nothing more for him to both leave her alone as well as to fill her up. This confusion was exactly what Karlheinz loved most.

Letting out a quiet chuckle, Karlheinz, without warning, pushed two fingers into her hole, curving them upwards, thumb lightly pressing against her clit.

“Ah, you’re so spoiled, my dear. Even after running away from me, you still get treated like a queen.. You have it lucky, don’t you think?”

“Fuck you.” Was her response, squirming a bit as she tried to block out the feeling his fingers were making her feel. In retort of her hostile reply, the man inserted a third digit, admittedly getting a bit rougher with her, pressing harder onto her clit. As he thrusted his fingers into her, she felt his fangs graze the flat of her thigh for a second before he bit her. Again. Though the vampire had never mentioned anything about ‘punishing’ his wife, it was starting to become clear that the bites were intentional. Then, after marking her once again, he moved his body back up, still fingering her as he claimed her lips for a second time. His fingers continued to work her up, using his thumb to play with her clit the way he recalled. Although both of them were caught in each other’s mouths, he could hear her breaths growing heavier, trying so hard to not let out any sound.

Abruptly, his fingers came to a halt after he pulled away from her lips, to which she let out an audible whine. Looking at the woman intently, he slid back down giving a tiny nip against her thigh before moving his mouth towards her pubis, biting down there as well. It was quick, and no blood had spilled, but it only added to her theory that this was indeed her consequence for running. Then, he moved down to her cunt and with no hesitation, started to eat her out, lapping up every bit of her juices, nose pressed against her sensitive clit.

Biting back a moan, his wife intertwined her fingers in Karl’s hair, tugging at it slightly but it was no use.

“Enough..!” She spat, though unable to help the way her hips raised against his mouth that continued to explore her entirety, occasionally moving upwards to suck at her clit. As she could have expected, Karlheinz showed no resistance and was completely ignorant against her words as well as the slight tug at his scalp. Bringing her closer to the edge, the pull on his hair only got tighter, hearing a string of curses come from his wife who was eagerly awaiting that sweet release. Following that shortly after was a loud moan of his name, chasing that release like a starved animal.

“Hah...! Karl, I’m close,”

Her words came out breathy, almost like a whisper, and Karlheinz’ mouth only got more and more relentless until she came undone beneath his mouth. Back arched, the woman cried out as Karl continued to lap up everything flowing from her.

“Nngh..! Please, it hurts..!” Letting out a choked cry, she tried to squirm away from the mouth that still attacked at her folds, but he had only held her down, bringing tears to her eyes just at the feeling of the overwhelming sensitivity, to the point where it was uncomfortable.

The vampire did not stop, though continued for only a little longer, savoring every cry and squirm, and every little touch she did against him, trying to push him away and struggling to shove him, fists balled. He let go of her hips, letting her fall back down against the bed, legs shaking slightly as she squeezed her eyes shut, doing her best to catch her breath.

At that point, her mind felt almost blank, not even noticing that Karlheinz had swiftly pulled down his pants, releasing his strained length that throbbed at the sight of his wife who had been brought to tears.

Unfortunately for his poor little wife, her so called punishment wasn’t over with yet. Karl had interrupted her time in which she tried to recover, lifting her up effortlessly, pulling him onto his lap. His hardened cock brushed against her, and before she could even manage to protest, both physically and verbally, he thrusted into her sensitive, sopping core, making her cry out, tears falling from the corner of her eyes that remained tightly shut. A few thrusts into her, the vampire laid her back down against the bed, pressing his forehead against her own as he harshly ground his hips against her. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t get any words out of her mouth. The only thing she could focus on was her husband pounding into her, his pace growing faster with every second. Any words that she was actually managing to form only came out slurred, and were then interrupted by Karl’s lips that resorted to kissing her as fondly as before.

His hips began to stutter after a while, feeling her cunt contract around him, moans and cries being muffled by one another’s mouths. The woman turned her head to the side, pulling away from the kiss as she felt that familiar buildup at her core, squeezing her thighs together but it was no use. Karlheinz was ramming into her roughly, making her toes curl and fingers holding onto the sheets for dear life. Just before Karlheinz was chasing his high, the woman gushed against him, and as she came down, her squeezing walls only encouraging the man’s growingly erratic pace, to which he came inside of her not long after.

He stayed inside of her for a short while before pulling out, watching his seed seep out onto the blankets, from her hole. Karlheinz was quick to catch his breath, at least in comparison of the girl who’s tears continued to fall, mouth agape.

“Hah.. There you go, my love.. Let it all out.” Karlheinz cooed, placing a chaste kiss against her cheek.

“Perhaps this will make you reconsider even thinking about running from me again.”

#karlheinz x reader #karlheinz sakamaki #karlheinz sakamaki x reader #karlheinz #Diabolik Lovers #diabolik lovers smut #diabolik lovers x reader #once again pls be easy on me. im insecure and i hate my own writing ;; naturally so SHhhh

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karasukakikomi · 2 years

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𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Reiji Sakamaki, Female Reader (Reiji as Demon King AU) (Vampire Hunter AU) 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲/𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴: nsfw. 18+ only. 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 4.7k 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: (If you are not comfortable with these themes please do not read.) Vampire Hunter AU, drugging, use of a knife, degradation, threatening, begging, Master/Slave dynamic, use of “Master”, use of the name “Pet”, vaginal sex, fingering, Dubcon, slight mentions of blood 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: I had this idea for a vampire hunter AU for a while now and I had a lot of fun writing this one!

Nervously your hands pulled at the sheer fabric of the crimson dress adorning your body. You did not belong here. You thought. Yet no one was any wiser to the human presence. The pheromones you had sprayed yourself with, like a spritz of expensive perfume, had them all fooled. You were sure that He would be fooled as well. The ballroom swirled with waltzing couples. The floor was painted with the swaying of expensive fabrics of ball gowns. The deep red of your gown certainly stood out. But that is exactly what you planned for. Your eyes met a magenta gaze from across the sprawling room.

The Demon King.

Reiji Sakamaki.

You swallowed nervously, hand feeling for the silver blade you brandished at your thigh. It remained concealed by the thickened layers of your gown. You would be needing it tonight. No matter the cost… you would succeed. For your family, you thought. For the Church. You would succeed.

The King will fall tonight.

And just as you had planned, he approached. Like a pawn in a game of chess he was destined to lose.

“What is a lovely lady such as yourself doing without a dance partner?” A deep, velvety voice mused.

You clutched the sides of your gown before gracefully lowering yourself into a curtsey.

“Your majesty, it's a pleasure to meet you,” you responded, the words that dripped from your tongue making you sick.

It was most certainly not a pleasure to meet him. He was hardly a king, much more of a corrupt demon. A corrupt demon who would meet his end tonight. You were sure of it. But for the sake of your plan, you must play the part. To play the part of the perfect lady. Seductive, yet sweetly innocent, to lure the King right into your trap. And when the curtain falls, he will be King no more. Just a memory. A disease rid from poisoned lands.

“Would you care for a dance?” The King asked, holding his gloved hand out to you, kindness painting his sharp features.

You could think of nothing better. He was playing right into your hands. It was almost too easy.

“Yes, your Majesty. I would be honored to,” you answered him sweetly, placing your own hand into his larger one.

He led you into the sea of couples, who danced in unison to the melody of violins. It looked to be reminiscent of a renaissance painting. Every vampire around you, a painting of sheer perfection. The King himself was no exception, his ruby eyes perfectly suiting his pale complexion. The locks of dark purple hair which framed his face painted him as an angel. But you knew much better. You waltzed with The King. Perfectly following the three count beat in unison. All around you, curious eyes followed. Locked onto your graceful movements. It was as if at that moment, this masquerade was dedicated to you. But you knew the grim truth. This was not a dance of shared passion. It was a dance of death. A carefully plotted game.

Reiji gracefully secured you into a dip, arm lacing around your back ever so gently. He pressed his lips against your neck, then upwards. Until his lips interlocked with your own. It looked to be a tender moment between lovers, shared at a moonlit ball. A scene straight from a fairytale.

But you knew better.

And as the clock struck midnight. You reached under the many layers of crimson fabric adorning your body. Your fingers searched for a familiar silver handle.

Nothing.

The dagger at your thigh was no longer there.

Panic filled your now widened eyes. Something sweet slipped into your parted lips. A thin, watery liquid. You tried to pull away. But he kept a hand firmly around your back, forcing the kiss to deepen. You were forced to swallow the strange liquid which seeped into your mouth.

Suddenly the room grew hazy. The dancing of couples surrounding you turned into one swirling mass of color. The moon beaming through the arching of glass windows grew into a single beacon of silver light. The clock chimed once more, and you fell weightlessly into the arms of The King.

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Reiji watched your sleeping form sprawled on a king sized bed. He observed the way your chest rose and fell slowly under the intricate lace of your ballgown. Your wrists were bound with a silken material. Delicate yet strong enough to impede your struggling if you so chose to. You were almost beautiful with your wrists bound above your head like that, he thought. Almost.

Growing tired of pointless waiting, a sharp smack echoed throughout the dimly lit bed chamber. Reiji’s gloveless hand made contact with your soft cheek. You jolted awake, gasping for breath.

“I was going to begin once you had awoken, but it seems I lost my patience,” Reiji spoke, bitterness evident in his words.

You quickly began to survey your surroundings. A large, high ceilinged bedroom. Decorated pristinely, most likely for a guest. You noted your wrists bound above you, secured firmly to a gold polished bed frame. You squirmed, testing the silk materials strength. A sharpened silver object under your chin stopped your futile movements. Reiji held the dagger under your chin, leveraging your head until your fearful gaze locked onto his own. The very dagger you had attempted to take his life with was firmly held your head up, its sharpened point threatening to pierce into your throat.

“Would you like to explain to me what this is? By that fearful expression I believe you know very well what I’m holding,” He spoke slowly, his grip on the silvered handle never once wavering.

You wordlessly gazed into his magenta eyes. They were darkened, completely unreadable. You were sure he was seething with anger. Would this be the last day you would live? Whatever fate the King had crafted for you was not going to be a pleasant demise. How would the Church react? When would they find out that their very best was slaughtered by The Demon King himself?

“Not going to answer?” The King inquired. “Very well, I don’t mind slitting your throat open right now. In fact, it would bring me great pleasure.”

The dangerous point pressed into the thin layer of skin protecting your throat. It burned as a bead of crimson liquid painted the silver tip of the blade.

“Wait!” You gasped out in sudden pain.

His movement ceased. The blade now pressing dangerously close into your skin but not leaving another mark.

“So she is ready to speak,” Reiji commented.

“I-it’s a dagger…” You began.

“And what were you planning with such a dainty little dagger, hmmm?” He inquired.

“I-I was planning on killing you…” You choked out with fear.

Uncertainty painted your features. You did not know what he was planning on doing, or how much longer you even had to live.

“Planning to kill me with such a pathetic excuse for a weapon? Did you truly think you could just walk in and I would gladly hand you my life? I suppose I couldn’t expect more from a glorified altar girl.” The King remarked.

“Al-Altar girl? How did you kn-” You began with deepening confusion.

“Do you believe you were the only one to have made an attempt on my life? There have been very many. Just none as foolish as you.” Reiji responded.

“Even if y-you kill me now… The Church will come looking. They will hunt you down. And even if I can’t kill you, they will.” Your voice shook.

Your confidence had long worn off, just like the pheromones sprayed onto your skin. It had tricked the other vampire inhabitants, but you were sure that Reiji had known all along. You had played into his hands. And it could not have been easier for him.

“Then I will gladly welcome them. With the same fate as all of the others.” He stated in response.

“You underestimate them. They will have your head. My death will only be the beginning,” You spat.

“If I underestimate them so greatly… Then why don’t I allow you to show me your skill, hmmm? You are the best hunter they have to offer, are you not?” He taunted before placing the dagger on the velvety duvet.

Suddenly, the bindings around your wrists loosened. You hastily pulled them free from the knotted loops. Your hand grasped at the cold handle of the dagger. Shakily at first, you arose to your feet. The dark material of your gown swayed as you stepped towards the man. He towered over you still. The harsh metal of the hilt shook in your nervous hold.

If you were fast enough… you could run. Out of the door, all the way home. But you were sure that the door was locked. And there was no guarantee that you would ever be able to run fast enough. Decisions bogged your fragile mind. But as a member of the church… as a vampire hunter, you knew that none of your fellow followers ran from their fight. Even the ones who fell before the King. If you would die by him either way, you would rather it be like this. Because at least this way, your death would not be a dishonor.

You padded towards him, now barren feet on the polished hardwood surface of the floors. He stood still. An amused smirk painted on his features. Eyes clearly entertained from behind silver spectacles. Your hand shook, you willed your body to stand taller. You would not show him any more fear. You would not be weak.

“Well… Are you going to continue shaking like a pitiful lamb or are you going to show me why exactly I should be afraid of the Church? Since you wanted to kill me so very badly, now you have your opportunity, Dear.” Reiji mocked.

His very presence caused your stomach to churn. His ego, his air of confidence, everything about him made you utterly sick. You longed to bury your blade deep into his heart. And to watch as the light faded from his eyes.

“What unladylike thoughts you have, Dear. Maybe instead of a hunter, the Church sent me a little sacrifice instead… A pathetic, weak little thing like yourself could never even dream of killing someone like me,” He chuckled, tone still dripping with insult.

Anger flooded every sense in your body. It boiled with a ferocity you had never felt before. It clawed at your nerves, begging you to take action.

You obliged.

Surging forward, you aimed the blade to his heart, fueled by burning hatred.

But instead of the soft squelch of flesh being plunged into, you felt nothing.

A moment of sheer tranquility. Stillness. Before you were thrown backwards with unimaginable force. Such a force you had never felt before. Your back collided with a wall. The dagger, flung from your hands, skidding to an unknown portion of the room.

The breath was sucked from your very lungs. You gasped harshly as your body thudded onto the flooring beneath you. Every muscle burned. Your bones felt fragile, as if they were about to snap at any moment. You coughed in desperation, struggling to bring air to your aching lungs.

Through your haze you could hear a dark chuckle. Mocking in tone, almost inhuman. Reiji strode carelessly past your struggling body on the floor. He walked to one of the arching windows of the room and began to pour himself a strange dark liquid from a pot. One you could only guess was tea. He swirled the dark liquid in the porcelain tea cup before taking a deliberate sip, eyes still locked to your weakened state on the floor. He sat himself atop a plush armchair, one of the few that decorated the sprawling room.

“Crawl,” He demanded, taking another slow sip from his cup.

“W-what?” You choked, still gasping for precious air.

“Crawl. To. Me.” He ordered once more.

Your head blurred with confusion. Why did he want you to do this? It was pointless if he was only going to kill you in the end. But wordlessly you obliged his ridiculous request. You could not bear another impact like the one he had bestowed upon you. On your hands and knees, you crawled. Making your way to his sitting form. Your muscles begging for pause, but you did not listen. Only continuing your slow crawl to where The King sat. You paused at his feet. Taking a kneeling position you raised your head. Hoping to meet satisfied eyes.

But instead a force shoved your head to the ground. It was his shoe. Firmly planted against your skull, now pressed harshly against the cold hardwood floor. You gasped in pain.

“Have you learned any manners? It is incredibly disrespectful to make eye contact so expectantly with those who are higher than you.” Reiji stated matter of factly. “I would’ve thought that manners would be at least one thing a pathetic woman like yourself was capable of. But I suppose not.”

The bottom of his shoe applied further pressure before removing itself from your head entirely. You heard the sound of liquid spilling onto the floor. You searched for its source, spotting a familiar darkened liquid pooling in front of you.

“How careless of me,” Reiji spoke, “Because of your incontinence I spilled some of my precious tea.”

You stared wordlessly at the tea that puddled onto the wooden floor.

“Are you going to stare at it? Or will you begin asking me for forgiveness?” He questioned you.

“F-forgiveness,” you quietly answered him, eyes remaining glued to the floor.

“A very wise decision,” Reiji noted. “Well then, clean it up.”

You glanced around the room, not spotting a rag or any sort of material to wipe the spilled tea with.

“But… There is no rag or anything to wi-” you began.

“Then use your tongue.” He stated.

“M-my tongue?” you asked, voice heavy with shock.

“Yes. Is there a problem with that?” Reiji asked.

“No there isn’t.” you replied complacent.

You lowered your body to the floor, tongue pressing against the floor as you felt the spilled tea against it. It had long been cooled by the floor. It tasted strong, yet slightly sweetened. A bold flavor enhanced by floral notes. It pooled onto your tongue as you lapped at the liquid.

“Perhaps I found another use for that filthy little mouth of yours, Pet.” He spat out the humiliating nickname to you.

You continued to rid the floor of the spillage until no more remained. You raised yourself back to a kneeling position, keeping your head lowered. You had no desire to look him in the eyes if given the choice anyways. You did not wish to see the satisfaction painted on his features from your humiliation.

“Now then. What to do with you.” The King pondered.

“A-are you going to kill me now?” Your voice shook in fear.

“Oh Dear, do you want me to?” He asked amusedly.

“A-Anything is better than being humiliated like this!” you sniffled.

“So you do wish for death then. While I’m at it, why don’t I just destroy your precious little Church as well.” Reiji responded.

“No! Do-don’t do that!” You begged.

“And why not? You wouldn’t be alive to see the Church in flames would you? Or hear the pathetic screams of your little sister, or that bastard you call a father?” He retorted.

“H-How did you know I had a sister,” you asked in confusion.

“You underestimate my knowledge, Pet. Oh how I will have such great fun destroying every last chapel that bears allegiance to those pesky little hunters.” He resounded, deep voice echoing from the walls.

“No! Please! Don’t hurt them!” You cried out.

“Say it again,” He commanded.

“Please… Please don’t kill them, or hurt them. I-I’m sorry for what I did but please don’t do anything to them.” you said tears now escaping your pleading eyes. They rolled down your cheeks.

You could not bear even the thought of your father, sister, or any member of your Church being brutally tortured by this vile demon.

“Your begging is the only good thing to come out of that mouth all night,” Reiji commented.

He was sick. Evil. Twisted. You did not want to face this shame yet you could not put your very family at risk. They meant too much to you. They loved you. You could not subject them to such a dark fate.

“And what would you do to keep them safe, Pet?” He asked you, tearing you away from your desperate thoughts.

“I would do anything!” you pleaded.

“Anything?” He asked.

“Y-yes! Anything and everything!” Tears pooled from your eyes.

“Think about what you are offering me, Pet. Is a few mortal lives truly worth an eternity of suffering?” The King raised yet another question.

“Yes it.. It is. I just don’t want them to get hurt,” you continued to plead.

“Very well.” Reiji said. “On your feet, mortal.”

You obediently rose to your feet, shakily. Your gown, now stained with tea, clung to your scared body.

“Unzip your dress.” He ordered.

“W-what?” you asked hesitantly.

“Do not make me repeat myself.” Rigidity stiffened his deep voice.

You reached to the back of your dress. Fiddling for the cold dainty zipper until your fingers clasped at it. You shakily pulled it down, feeling the dress slide down your body and pool at your feet. Dark crimson on the floor, the color of spilled blood. Yet thankfully the floor remained barren of your blood. The dress on the floor, a reminder of your life, balancing in the hands of a sadistic king.

He continued to stare expectantly. And so you began to remove the undergarments you wore under your gown. With your bra unclasped, garters unclipped, and panties discarded, you now stood before The King. Completely and utterly exposed. You felt the need to cover your nude body from his gaze. But you knew he would not allow such an action. You awaited his next order, shame flooding your emotions.

“Now… I want you on that bed, hands and knees. Present yourself to me, Pet.” Reiji instructed, his current emotions remained unreadable to you.

You nodded your head and carefully made your way to the bed in which you had awoken on. Climbing onto the soft mattress, the bed frame creaked slightly in protest. You lowered your front, ass now in the air, presented fully to him. You were ashamed. Humiliated. With your face hidden against the soft, velvety sheets you were glad he could not see the burning embarrassment plastered to your face. However, he was most likely more than aware of your shame. He enjoyed it.

You heard the floorboards creak as he walked to the front of the bed. You were thankful for the covers burying your face. You did not want to see his reaction. You knew he was enjoying every second of this sick humiliation.

Without warning, Reiji brought his large hand to your core, cupping it gently.

“N..no!” you whined. You attempted to pull yourself away but he kept his hand firmly against your heat. “P-please not that.”

“Humans are pathetic little creatures.” He said. “They say things with such ease… and then change their minds immediately after. Truly such fickle creatures.”

You felt the weight of another body on your backside. You whimpered.

Was this truly worth their safety? A promise you did not know if he would even fulfill.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something long, and hard pressing against your clothed cunt. He was getting off on your humiliated state. You heard the movement of material behind you. You did not wish to look, you couldn’t.

“Now remember, Pet. You asked for this,” He spoke, voice now much closer to you. “You begged me for this.”

“N-no! I didn’t ask- I mean I… I didn’t think-” you sobbed, tears soaking the reddish sheets of the bed that your face pressed against.

“No. No you didn’t think, did you?” He mocked. “As much as you do so deserve it, I do not wish to tear you in half, though quite an appealing thought. I shall offer you some assistance. Take it with pride, I do not have to offer such a kindness to someone as pathetic as you.”

You were confused at his words until you felt a single digit being pushed into your cunt. You whined against the sheets, hands twisting in the material dampened from your tears. He slid his lengthy finger in and out of your cunt, pushing further each time. You stifled your whines, not wanting to give this monster the satisfaction of hearing you. He added a second finger. Stretching you slightly around his digits. His thumb pressed against your clit. Circling the bundle of nerves with precision. Still you held your whimpers, you did not want to show him even the slightest ounce of your pleasure. You were disgusted at the fact that you were enjoying this.

He increased his pace, pushing his fingers faster in and out of your slickened folds.

“Don’t stifle your noises. No one can hear you. And even if they could, who do you think would help you, hmm?” Reiji said.

“No-no one,” you choked out.

“Exactly,” He chuckled. “No one would help such a pathetic little Pet. You should be honored that I’ve found another use for you.”

He quickened his actions further. You could feel your orgasm building deep within your core. A tightening feeling, taking over every last rational thought your brain had left to offer.

“Would you like to know what your new purpose is, Pet?” He asked you.

You whined in response, sparks of pleasure shooting from your dampened core. The unbearable sound of squelching filled the space around you.

“Your new purpose is to be my little slave. To serve your new God.” He laughed deeply.

“I-I’m not your slave!” you cried out.

“Then why are you so close then? Such a desperate little whore.” He degraded.

A small moan escaped from your lips. You didn’t want this. You didn’t. But as the pleasure became so unbearable you became unsure. You felt yourself clench down on Reiji’s slender fingers. Your orgasm overtook your shaking body, ripples of pleasure coursed through you. You cried out from the aching pleasure.

His fingers were then replaced by something much larger. Your eyes widened with shock as he began to push his hardened tip against your entrance. You buried your face further into the bedding, stifling a sharp scream from your lungs. He pushed himself further into you. The stretch was unbearable. Even with his preparation you felt as if you were going to split in half around the girth of his cock. Through desperate pleas, Reiji’s actions did not falter. He pushed himself further and further until you were sure that you couldn’t take any more. When his pubic bone pressed against the soft flesh of your ass, you knew that he had fully bottomed out within you.

He began slowly, experimentally thrusting into your tight heat. You cried out, balling your fists into the sheets once more. You felt as if you would never get used to his size. There would never be enough time to adjust to his size. You could only pray that it would be over soon. That this would all end.

You couldn’t help but tense as his thrusts grew in strength. You could feel every inch, every ridge of his cock as he slid himself in and out of your throbbing cunt. His head dragged against your g-spot making you buck your hips back against him. You did not want this to feel as good as it did. But you couldn’t resist as the searing pain from being stretched to your very limit began to turn to sheer ecstasy.

Reiji could just devour you whole, listening to your begging whines and pleads as your cunt swallowed his cock deliciously. He let out his own unashamed grunt at the sight of your little hole stretched around him. He watched as he continued to sink himself in and out of you, over and over again.

“You belong to me, isn’t that right?” Reiji asked, his question punctuated by sharp thrust.

“Y-yes!” You cried out, voice slightly muffled by the sheets.

A strong hand embedded itself within your hair pulling upwards, forcing your head back.

“What was that? I didn’t quite hear that Pet,” He grunted.

“Yes! I belong to you!” You admitted.

You just wanted this torment to be over, but the way he was reaching even the deepest places within you had you savoring every second.

“And what am I to you?” He demanded, increasing his pace.

“You’re my M…Master!” You practically shouted. You could feel yourself growing ever closer by the second. The way his length massaged your cunt at every thrust.

“That’s exactly right my little Pet. Just an obedient little fucktoy for her Master,” He praised. “So here’s what’s going to happen… I’m going to use this pathetic little hole whenever I want… And you are going to allow me to do so.”

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed throughout the room. The lewd sound almost lost as you let out a scream of protest.

“No! You sai-” Your cries were cut off

“Then say goodbye to your family and Church,” Reiji grunted.

You did not want to endure this another time. Just once was enough.

He pressed his upper body against your back, never slowing his movements.

“Those are my terms, Pet. There will be no negotiating. You lost that opportunity the second you decided to use that little dagger on me.” Reiji’s voice whispered against your ear.

Chills were sent down your spine at his words. You knew you had made an irrefutable error by coming here, made worse by your foolish assisnation plan, but you could not endure an eternity of being owned by Reiji. But for the sake of your loved ones you did not have a choice in this. Your well-being was minuscule compared to their lives.

“You will either be my little fucktoy for eternity, or I will slaughter all of them and make you watch. Is that clear?” Reiji’s voice was still a harsh whisper in your ear.

“Y-yes Master!” Your words left your throat as a cry.

You weren’t sure how much longer you could take this. You felt your walls fluttering around his cock. With a desperate plea you felt yourself reach orgasm, your walls tightened around him. Reiji’s thrusts only increased in intensity as he began to reach his own high. Your aching walls milked his cock as he filled your womb with thick ropes of cum. You felt even fuller than before.

Reiji remained panting above you as he withdrew his softening cock from within you. His seed dripped from your abused hole onto the already sullied sheets below. Your shaking body collapsed, unable to hold yourself on your hands and knees and longer. Tears still leaked from your eyes, your vision was blurry and clouded.

“I’m very glad we could come to an agreement, Pet.” Reiji mused.

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Those were the last words you heard when you awoke again. Except you were not in that room. Nor were you in Eden.

Instead you lay in your own bed. The sheets pulled snug around your body. You would never mention the price of your family’s lives to them. Nor would this ever be spoken to the Church. They were only relieved that you had returned unscathed. They would remain blissfully unaware of the heavy burden that lay upon your shoulders.

All you knew for certain was the fear that overtook you in the midnight hours. How your blood ran cold before you tried to close your eyes to go to sleep. Because you knew. You knew when you heard your name echoed in a midnight breeze, that The King had summoned you.

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