#ikemen masamune

[yarnnerdally]

I'm so excited to do my first flash exchange! I was even more excited to brush off the cobwebs and write some cure Masamune for @wordycheeseblob hehehe. I hope you like it, dear!

Title: Taste Test

Prompt: Something bitter, something sweet

Characters: Masamune Date, fem!reader

Tags: fluff

     You sighed as the day finally came to a close. No more errands to run. Excitement hastened your steps as you hurried to Masamune. He had told you about a surprise he had in store for you once you could spend some time together. You straightened out your kimono before knocking on his door, entering when you heard him call for you to come in.

     “There’s my kitten,” Masamune purred, meeting you in the doorway for a sweet kiss. A blush rose to your cheeks as he parted from you and laughed softly.

     “I haven’t even made it into the room yet…” you muttered, rolling your eyes playfully at his antics. He moved aside to let you in the room.

     “You know I can’t help it. I haven’t seen you all day,” he sighed dramatically, taking your hand in his to lead you to a small cushion next to the table. He helped you to sit and smirked. “I have a game we can play. But, I’m gonna need you to close your eyes,” he said, kneeling down next to you.

     “A game? But I thought you had a surprise for me,” you pouted slightly as he chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

     “Fret not, lass. You’ll have your surprise. Now,” he brought his hand up and moved them over your eyes. “Close your pretty eyes for me.” He moved his hand down over your eyes and away from your face, smiling proudly as you had closed your eyes. He reached for a small box on the table and opened it, picking something out of it and holding it in front of your lips. “Next, open your mouth.” You sniffed a little, immediately smelling something citrus.

     “Is that… yuzu? On it’s own?” You asked, brow furrowing. “That’s going to be too bitter,” you frowned, wondering where this was going. He hummed and brushed his knuckle just barely against your bottom lip. “M-Masamune,” you huffed softly, cheeks turning pink again.

     “Trust me, kitten.” Sighing, you still kept your eyes closed and opened your mouth a little and waited for him to place the piece of… whatever it was in your mouth. You felt the slight roughness of it first but as it rested on your tongue, an explosion of sweet citrus erupted along your tastebuds. Your eyes flew open in surprise to see Masamune looking amused. You experimentally chewed the treat, licking your lips once you had swallowed it.

     “It was hardly bitter at all!” You said, clearly in awe of the treat. He chuckled and picked another piece out of the jar, holding it up to show you.

     “From sharp and bitter to sweet and aromatic. Amazing what a little imported sugar can do to a yuzu peel, hm?” He fed you the next piece, making you laugh softly. “But this stays a secret. If Nobunaga knew about it, I’d never be able to keep any for us.”

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[misty-moth]

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[writingwhimsey]

Revenge is A Dish Best Served Wet

Another addition to @xxsycamore's Late Summer Rendezvous event!

Prompt: Naughty Revenge after beach sports game (though the "game" in this is more or less just them playing around in the water)

Fandom: ikesen

Suitor: Masamune

Revenge is A Dish Best Served Wet

NSFW 18+ content, fingering, oral (female receiving), edging, overstimulation, PIV, semi public sex

“Oh…this is so refreshing!” I gushed as I ran into the water, cool and refreshing on this sweltering summer day.

“I love seeing that smile on your face, kitten.”

I turned to the shore, looking at Masamune as he sat himself on where the waves could lap at his feet. “You’re not gonna get in here with me?” I asked.

Masamune grinned, his one blue eye sparkling. “I just want to watch you enjoy yourself.”

“Like you haven’t been hot too.” I replied, pouting at him. “I can’t be the only reason you wanted to come to the beach.”

Masamune chuckled. “Just enjoy yourself, kitten.”

It was then that I got an idea. I swam just a bit closer…and as usual I couldn’t hide my feelings.

Masamune eyed me suspiciously. “What are you up to, Kitten?” He asked. “I see that playful gleam in your eyes.”

I grinned innocently. “Nothing.” Then I was splashing him.

Masamune lifted his hands and laughed as he blocked the water from going into his face. “If that’s what you want, Kitten. You better be prepared for what’s to come.” Masamune said. He was then getting up, stripping down to his under layers and removing his eyepatch before wading into the water.

I let out an eep of surprise as I quickly swam away. Though a smile was on my face as Masamune chased me in the water. Of course he was faster than I was and the next thing I knew his arms were wrapping around my waist and he was playfully pulling me under the water with him.

I was gasping and giggling as we came to the surface. Masamune kissed my cheek and playfully nipped at my ear. “Told you to be prepared for what you had started.” He whispered into my ear.

I felt a shiver run down my spine and heat began to pool low in my body. But I bade my libido to calm down…at least for now. “I’m always prepared.” I replied, giving him a playful grin before splashing him once again and breaking free from his arms.

We spent a while, splashing and chasing each other before Masamune caught me in his arms once again. “Gotcha Kitten.” Masamune said in my ear before nipping at my lobe. His large hands began to trail teasingly over my stomach before moving further north and cupping my breasts.

“Mmm…so you do.” I replied, leaning back into him. “Just what do you plan to do with me…now that you’ve caught me?” 

Masamune was kissing my neck and I could feel his lips quirking into a smile against my skin. “I’m going to have to get you back for splashing me and making me chase you.” He answered, gently pinching my nipples through the thin wet layer of my under kimono.

“Mmm…Masa…mune…” I moaned at the touch. I started to reach my own hands back, feeling at him, but he was capturing my hands before they could travel too far south.

“Sorry kitten, but you don’t get to touch me. I’m doing all of the touching.” He said, holding both of my hands behind my back in one of his. His other hand traveled down the front of my body before slipping inside my wet and disheveled under clothes, teasing at my thighs.

I wriggled in his grasp, wishing he would touch me where I wanted, causing him to chuckle in my ear. “Masamune…” I whined.

“When my kitten sounds like that…” Masamune said with a grin, his fingers finally sliding to where I wanted his touch the most, sending thrills of electric pleasure through my body.

“Ah..ngh…oh…yes…there…” I moaned as his fingers toyed with my sensitive bud.

Masamune continued to stroke me, all the while the coil in my core tightening. Just before I was about to tumble over the edge, he withdrew his fingers and I let out a whine at the loss of stimulation.

“Not yet, kitten.” He told me.

Masamune was then taking us to the shore and laying me back in the soft wet sand where the waves could gently lap at our bodies. He swiftly moved to untie my clothes and then his lips were on my newly bared flesh, his tongue snaking out to lap at the water droplets on my skin.

I let out a particularly loud moan when he took a nipple into his mouth, teeth raking over the hardened peak before his tongue ran soothingly over it. “Ah…MASAMUNE!”

He soon released my nipple and began to trail his lips down the front of my body, teeth raking over my sensitive flesh as he did so, tongue coming out to taste me. I was trebling by the time he reached my lower belly. He looked up at me, his one blue eye glinting with mischief.

“Mmm…Masamune…” I let out in a voice that was somewhere between a moan and a whine, causing him to grin ever wider.

“Don’t worry, kitten.” He replied before parting my thighs and positioning them to rest on his shoulders, his head dipping down and his lips and tongue finally on my lower lips. He licked a stripe up my slit before swirling his tongue around that pleasure pearl, his tongue twisting and dancing over me in the most delicious of ways.

Pleasure coursed through me as white hot heat began to build up inside me. My thighs reflexively began to tighten sound Masamune’s head and I rutted against his face, seeking more of this sweet stimulation.

Masamune continued, though stopped once again just before my release could hit me. I whimpered and pouted at him desperate for release. “Masamune…”

He grinned at me. “I told you I was going to get you back.” He replied.

“Ugh,,,Masamune, I NEED more…please…please let me cum?” I begged, not caring how desperate I sounded. He wasn’t usually one to deny me like this.

“I’ll let you…just not yet.” Masamune replied, grinning at me before he began to kiss up my body, slowly positioning himself between my legs as his lips soon came to mine.

I wrapped my arms and my legs around him as he began to slowly tease my entrance, sliding in just the tip. I broke the kiss to pout at him. “Masamune…please…please fill me up and let me cum?” I pleaded.

“You’re too cute when you beg for me, kitten.” Masamune replied, still grinning. “Of course, how can I deny a request like that?” He was then fully sliding within me. 

I let out a moan at the feeling of finally being full. I was so sensitive from the repeated pleasure and denial of release. Masamune began his thrusts and my back was already arching and it wasn’t long before I finally felt my release washing over me.

At the height of my orgasm, Masamune was bringing his fingers down to toy with my sensitive bud, drawing out my orgasm. 

When I finally began to come down from my high, Masamune began his work again, moving us into a new position with my ankles resting on his shoulders and my hips slightly elevated, allowing him to hit deeper with his thrusts.

On and on, Masamune continued, making love to me and switching positions after each climax. By the time we had finished, I was brought to a state of oversensitivity, my body trembling and weak, tears of pleasure at the corners of my eyes, and my breath coming in panting gasps. It was the most thrilling and exhausting payback I had ever gotten.

@zulablaise @limonzu @kisara-16

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[bicayaya]

“trick or…”

“…treat?”

★ masamune date moodboard - 9 days of halloween (7/9)

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[xxsycamore]

Hello, Mo!

Since the event is still open, could I ask for 🥺 - Ask them how much they love you + Masamune? 🥺😳

I'm very very late. I saw your post just as I thought that it's a shame you're probably not accepting requests for the event anymore 🙈 So... I hope it's not a problem! Thank you for preparing this curious game! ❤️

Oh no no you were perfectly on time dear Lorei! Wouldn't you want to know how much your one-eyed dragon loves you now...🤭❤️

[🥺] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞。。。

MASAMUNE:

"Ah? What made you ask that out of nowhere, kitten?"

Masamune's beautiful deep blue eye widens at your sudden question, and you bite on you bottom lip, ready to brush it off with a chuckle before he can take it seriously. Maybe it offends him that you feel the need to ask? He DOES demonstrate just how much he loves you all the time, and-

"I'll tell you, but come closer."

He beckons you with a wave of his hand, indicating that he wants to speak into your ear like it's a state secret or something. Aha! You're not falling for this one - he'll say that he wants the whole world to know how much he loves you, and then you'll have to say "why whisper it in my ear then?" and then he'll say "because you're my world" - and. Well, that's cute, but, but, you're not falling for it!

He's put the stern front too, tone all flat and serious, same as his expression. You come to his side right away, tucking hair behind your ear to offer it to him, confident with what to expect.

"Got you."

With the playful swiftness of a tiger cub diving in for an attack, Masamune captures your chin and turns it until you're facing him - and the attack is dealt, indeed, right on your agape lips. Masamune gives you a long, fierce kiss, continuing enough to make you forget what led to this in the first place... only until he withdraws to remind you.

"I love you way too much, kitten. My burning love needs to enfold you until you forget all about asking me, because you can feel it all around you. That being said, I don't mind you asking me once in awhile. Seeing that I can get to see your cute surprised face like that."

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[cyikemen]

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[msviolacea]

The Azure Dragon

(Not to be confused with the Azure Dragoon, FFXIV folks.)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Masamune/MC

Written for: @the12thnightproject​, as part of @flash-exchange​

Notes: One of the prompts we were given for this exchange was to write something inspired by the Chinese Zodiac. I immediately thought about Dragon, because I'm a Dragon, and that led me to an obvious association. I looked into some Japanese dragon lore for more inspiration, and, well, here we are.

~ ~ ~

The whole thing was my fault. Hideyoshi told me to stay in town, but then a girl ran by, chasing her lost cat, and I couldn't just ignore her. So that's how I ended up in a field on the outside of town, my kimono stained green from the grass. We had just convinced the kitty to accept a nice hunk of fish, when I heard the telltale sound of a sword unsheathing. 

(I have been in this time period too long, I thought, as panic bubbled up, if swords sound that familiar.)

When I looked up, five men surrounded us. I pushed the girl behind me, but one of the men only laughed. "We don't care about her. We just want Nobunaga's woman."

Okay, that was terrifying, but also - "Why, why does everyone think I belong to-" 

Before I could finish, a large shadow appeared over us, moving faster than clouds should. Naturally, we looked up.

"Holy shit," I breathed.

The head bandit's voice shook, barely audible over the sudden roar from above. "Seiryū?" 

The dragon - the honest-to-god, actual real live dragon above us - dove towards him. 

Everyone else scattered. I was frozen, torn between awe and terror. The dragon easily caught its prey, mouth closing over the man's body even as it landed.

The word escaped before I even knew I was yelling. "Stop!!"

The dragon looked at me. I noted that it - he - was holding the man lightly between his teeth, hard enough to keep him in place, not enough to pierce. But more, I noticed his eye; his solitary eye, a shockingly familiar blue, the other socket an empty shell. Dreaming, I decided, feeling faint. I am definitely dreaming. But, just in case … "Don't kill him," I begged. "Just … take him away. He's too scared to do anything else."

"Yes! Absolutely! Never ever -"

The dragon huffed a loud, warm sigh, and took off into the sky as the bandit's plea was cut short. I watched as he flew to the edge of the forest just beyond my sight. Once I was alone, I pinched my arm, hard. "Ouch! Okay, maybe not a dream." I turned around to see the little girl hovering at the edge of the field, watching me with wide, terrified eyes. "Go!" I told her, motioning towards town. "I'm okay, I promise, he won't hurt me." She hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran, cat secure in her arms.

I turned back just in time for the dragon to land a few feet away, no bandits in tow. "I promise I didn't kill him, kitten, but I won't pretend I don't find a bit of satisfaction knowing that he'll be running in soiled breeches." His voice vibrated through me - loud, resonant, lower in tone than usual, but otherwise entirely recognizable.

"Masamune! What are … how -" 

"What am I? Isn't it obvious?" 

"A dragon???" My hands flailed about in the air. "When were you going to tell me you're an actual dragon?? Or even that dragons even exist?"

"Oh, they don't exist where you come from? That's a little concerning." But he chuckled all the same. "You know now. And maybe you know not to wander out here by yourself."

"I didn't mean to, I just -"

"Yes, I know. You just." The gleaming azure eye filled with the same mischief I was used to from his human form. "Come on, want a ride?" When I narrowed my eyes at him, he laughed in that strange but comforting dragon voice. "Flying, kitten. Do you want to fly?"

Did I want to? With no saddle or safety or … who was I kidding, this was Masamune. If there was one thing he'd taught me, it was to take chances. And this one would let me fly on a dragon. I took a deep breath. "Okay."

Masamune waited until I was astride - my most intimate parts pressed against his surprisingly soft scales - to say, "We'll talk about the other sort of ride later." His voice vibrated through my body along with the implication, and I made an embarrassing noise.

He was still laughing as he launched us into the air.

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[yarnnerdally]

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[violettduchess]

What a line.

So many kisses and it's still the beginning of his route!! Whew!

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[the12thnightproject]

The Bluff (A choose-your-own-adventure story)

Requested by: @bestbryn

Characters: Mitsuhide, Masamune, Keiji, and Mai (MC), with appearances from the other Azuchi warlords

Pairings: Mitshide/Mai, Masamune/Mai, Keiji/Mai

Prompts: Hurt/Comfort and Blindfold

Word count: 3400

Warnings: Minors DNI, NSFW, teasing, blindfold

It was not Keiji’s birthday.

In fact, the sole reason for the banquet was because it wasn’t Keiji’s birthday. But that was the thing about Mai – she couldn’t stand to see anyone hurt. When she discovered that not only had everyone ‘Sixteen Candled’ Keiji’s birthday but also that he had never had a birthday party in his life, she had thrown herself into arranging a “Celebrate Keiji!” bash to make up for decades of neglect.

Even after two weeks of running all over town to gather supplies, staying up late to make a new kimono (in those very bright colors he loved), and serving as Masamune’s sous chef for the Feast of the Keiji, Mai hadn’t stopped to rest. Once the banquet started, she scurried from warlord to warlord, refilling sake cups, smiling, laughing, and insisting everyone put on the party hats that she and Ranmaru had made from rice paper.

So, there they all were, silly hats and all. Ok, well only Keiji, Mai, Mitsunari and Ranmaru had put on the hats. The other hats? Mysteriously vanished. No matter. They’d all eaten their fill of Masamune’s delicious multicourse meal, which meant that it was… “Game time!” Mai announced it with a look on her face that dared anyone to argue.

No one argued, although Ieyasu did roll his eyes and say “games?” with enough disbelief that Mai was forced to continue. “Yes. Games. Keiji has never had a birthday party. He’s got a lot of party experience to make up for.”

“Games are a harmless exercise,” Nobunaga said. “We might even hone skills useful in battle.”

Once the games had the Nobunaga stamp of approval, all the warlords (except one, guess who) threw themselves into the games with spirit and excitement.

A hotly contested round of musical chairs was won by Ranmaru – though he nearly did not survive the experience, as first runner up Keiji had sat upon him. Then Hideyoshi and Nobunaga easily came in first place in the three-legged race, partially because team Mai-Mitsunari had gotten tangled up and accidentally tripped Masamune-Keiji. After that, Mitsunari was elected referee of “Pin the Tail on the Donkey,” for all agreed that Mitsunari plus blindfold plus sharp object equaled bad idea, and once the tails were pinned, he solemnly declared Ieyasu to be the winner of that event.

Since the blindfold was already out and in use, Mai figured it made sense to move on from there to Blind Man’s Bluff. After all, making up for Keiji’s lost birthdays meant not only having children’s games but something a little more adult (but still PG). And really, it wasn’t like she was suggesting ‘Spin the Bottle’ or ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven.’ She wouldn’t dare (although deep down, she admitted to herself that the latter game would be fun – with the right warlord).

She hadn’t expected things to turn out the way they did. Nor had she realized that Blind Man’s Bluff could be so… sensual. Not that it had been when Nobunaga had caught Hideyoshi and easily deduced his identity simply from the material in the man’s collar. But when later on in the game, Mai had been caught by the blindfolded Masamune, and he’d laughingly combed his hands through her hair and pretended that maybe he’d caught Kyubei, Mai suddenly discovered that this game was more adult than she remembered.

“Hm.” Masamune trailed his fingers along the curve of her cheek. “Soft skin. Someone uses a cream of sorts… Ieyasu?”

A ‘pffffttt’ from the peanut gallery rejected that answer, and Mai found herself worried that he would feel the need to move his hands lower to determine her identity. But of course, Masamune respectfully limited his explorations to her face, and on his third and final guess, said what must have been obvious from the start, that Mai was who he had captured.

Her face a bit warm, Mai allowed him to gently tie the blindfold around her eyes, as she took his place as the blind man. “Can you see anything, Lass?”

She shook her head and the game recommenced with Mai blundering around the room, hands out in front of her like a zombie. For a while, it looked like everyone would elude her, but eventually, she cornered Keiji.

His identity was easy enough to detect – his height and physique were obvious – but Mai could be forgiven if she, like everyone else, had taken time to play out the suspense for laughs, and fondle grip his massive biceps, before declaring, “Ok, this is either a tree or Keiji.”

The only clue she had that this game had possibly gone on too long and too far was the cool voice of Mitsuhide asking her what was next on her agenda.

“Oh. Hide and Go Seek.” She tossed the blindfold on a nearby table and explained the rules, then the chosen Seeker began his countdown while everyone scattered throughout the castle.

Mai herself chose to scoot into her sewing room. She could easily hide under a pile of fabric and maybe even have a quiet moment to catch her breath. But she had barely settled in when the door slid open with a soft hiss, and sure footsteps crossed the room, stopping directly over her hiding place…

And… who just discovered Mai’s hiding place? Keiji, Masamune, or Mitsuhide?As it happens, this story has three endings. If you want the Keiji ending (sweet), read directly below. If you are curious to know what happens if Masamune finds her, then skip to the middle ending (mild). Or if your choice is Mitsuhide, read the final ending (NSFW).

Keiji's Ending:

“Hah! I knew you’d be in here!” With a laugh, Keiji plopped down next to her.

“What? Really?” She was certain that everyone would have found Mitsunari first. “Am I that predictable?”

“Nah. I peeked.” Keiji grinned down at her for a moment before his expression turned serious. “You didn’t have to go to all this trouble. I don’t need this kind of fuss.”

“Oh.” Had she embarrassed him? Keiji was (usually) so boisterous, she figured that he would get a kick out of a big old party. But maybe he would have preferred something quieter. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think to ask you first.”

“Don’t apologize. Yeesh. I wasn’t complaining. I’m used to bringing the party all on my own.” He pulled her onto his lap, cradling her in against his chest. “I don’t know what to do when people make a fuss over me. But… it was kinda nice. Just don’t feel like you have to do this sort of thing, ok?”

If he thought that, he was wrong. She’d only wanted to give him a celebration. “I like making a fuss. You’d never had a party before-”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want one because you felt sorry for me.” That bitterness was back. That thing sometimes struck out like a wounded beast.

“I would have thrown a party for you no matter what. Just like I organized one for everyone else.” It felt really important for him to understand that it hadn’t been pity. “I figured that since you hadn’t had the full-on birthday experience, that you would get a kick out of having one the way we celebrated in my time. I hoped it would be fun for you.”

“Yeah. Ok. I guess I get it. And it was fun… even sitting on Ranmaru was kind of fun.” He imitated Ranmaru’s outraged squawk. “Know that I would be ok though, if it was just us, alright? Sometimes small parties are as good.” He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on top of her head.

Yes… he was right. Smaller parties were nice too. She snuggled into his solid warmth, and closed her eyes, relaxing into the sound of his breathing.

Masamune's Ending:

“There you are, Kitten!” With a whoop, Masamune took her hands, pulled her to her feet, and swung her around in a rotational hug that ended in a softer, fuller embrace.

“What are you doing here? I thought Mitsunari was the seeker.” Which, come to think about it, might not have been the best idea.

“Yeah, but he was heading into the archives room. Odds are, he’ll start reading and forget he’s supposed to look for everyone.” He dipped his head and gave her a quick little kiss that turned into something deeper, and longer. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless. “I figure we’ve got a good chunk of time before people get bored and crawl out of hiding.”

That… was all too possible. “What do you have in mind?”

He pulled the blindfold out of his kimono and dangled it in front of her. “Do you trust me, Kitten?”

“Of course.” Masamune wouldn’t do anything to harm her – whatever he might do might be wild or exciting, but not truly dangerous. Already her heart was skittering in anticipation. Without any further questions, she turned so he could put the blindfold on her again.

“Perfect. Come on, then.” He took both her hands, and rather than pulling her down with him on the fabrics like she had expected, he led her out of the room.

“Where are we going?” She shortened her steps. Yes, of course she trusted him, but even in the best of circumstances, she could sometimes be a little clumsy, tripping over stones, cracks, and air.

“On an adventure – to say more would be to spoil the surprise.” He put his arm around her waist to better guide her.

It wasn’t too long before the warmth of the castle gave way to a cool breeze, and the hallway flooring was replaced by soft grass, still slightly damp from an early spring rain. She could hear the watch bells signal the guard change and the rush of wings as some night-hunting bird as it zipped past in search of prey. With the blindfold on, she had no sense of direction beyond the knowledge that they were somewhere outside, but eventually, the sound – and smell – of horses clued her in.

“Stay there, Kitten.” The instructions were unnecessary – Mai didn’t intend to move an inch, knowing that one wrong step could land her in horse poo. Instead, she waited calmly, rubbing her arms in the chill night air until Masamune led his horse to her, and carefully lifted her onto its back.

“I hope you’re planning on joining me, or this is going to be more adventure than I can handle.” Even without a blindfold, her riding skills, were… less than ideal.

“Not to worry.” In another moment, he had seated himself behind her. “Are you comfortable?” he added as he reached around her, his arms strong and sure.

“Mmm, yes, this is nice.” She leaned back against him, bracing herself on the saddle for balance and he took the opportunity to kiss her again, a brief brush of lips that left her aching for more.

“Good. Hang on, Kitten.” Then with a chirrup to the horse, they were off… Who cared if she couldn’t see where they were going? Masamune would never let anything happen to her. She simply lifted her face to the wind. That swallow of chill air woke up every part of her being until she felt she was buzzing with life, even as the outside world shrunk to the rhythm of hoofbeats underneath her and the hardness of Masamune’s chest, the strength of his arms, and his wild whoop of joy as they raced the night.

Mitsuhide's Ending:

“My word, what have we here? A little mouse, nesting, looking as pleased as she can be.” Mitsuhide’s golden eyes stared down at her.

She stifled the urge to throw a piece of fabric over her and pretend he wasn’t there. “How did you find me first? You know as well as I that Mitsunari would have gone right to the archives to hide.”

“I’m certain he did.” Those cool hands helped her to her feet. “But I came for you.”

Oh. She wasn’t entirely sure if … “Is that a good thing?” He had teased her so often that sometimes it was hard to tell what was going on behind that wicked smile.

“You tell me.” He reached into his kimono and withdrew the blindfold that she’d tossed aside. “You’ve been playing dangerous games.”

Whaaa…?

“You’re …jealous?” Even that word tasted strange on her tongue. Mitsuhide had to know that it had all been in fun. No one had taken those games seriously. Right?

“I am not. I trust you. Turn around.” Too dumbstruck to argue – and why would she? – Mai did as he asked and let him slip the blindfold over her eyes, his hands lingering to caress her face. “I’ve spent the better part of the night watching you dash about the, making the evening special, not just for Keiji but for everyone. I simply want some of that time alone with you.” He let those cool fingers trail down the back of her neck. “Do you have any objection to that?”

“Er, no… “ But… what if someone walked in on them?

“You hesitated.” He breathed it into her ear.

“It’s just that… could you lock the door?” If they were having their own private playtime, it ought to stay private.

“I could, if that is truly what you desire.” He raked his teeth along the side of her neck. “Or would you not agree that the potential for discovery adds a certain thrill to the proceedings?”

He shouldn’t be right, she ought to care – but already her heart was thudding faster at the idea. He hugged her closer, pulling her body in to his, as he reached up to cup her breasts, the friction caused by silk rubbing against her body making her nipples tighten instantly. She gulped a mouthful of air. “Leave it unlocked.”

“Oh dear, what a daring little mouse I’ve cornered today.” His hand slipped into the V of her clothes, his palm taking the place of the fabric, and the skin-to-skin contact had her shivering in anticipation. The blindfold had heightened her senses, intensifying the increasing rasp in his voice, a smell of incense that always clung to him, the slight coolness of his fingers, and then, when she half turned her head toward his, and he bridged the distance to capture her mouth, the taste of sake on his tongue.

The kiss wasn’t nearly long enough – just as she leaned into to it, her body flush to his, he stopped. “It was a form of torture, seeing you touch Keiji, watching Masamune touch you and knowing I would need to wait to have you to myself.”

She hadn’t known that… or maybe… she had? Was there a part of her, some previously unacknowledged part that understood she had been teasing him, just a little bit? That perhaps, when Masamune was touching her, she’d taken a quick out of the corner of her eye look to Mitsuhide to see how he was reacting? But even so… “It’s a children’s game.”

He ran his fingers through her hair, untangling the knots that an evening of hosting had created. “Masamune was, naturally, only playing the game the way it was intended. Now that it is my turn…” He paused, kissing her cheek, his lips erasing the memory of Masamune’s more playful touch. “I intend to refine the rules a bit.”

“O-o-o-kay… Mitsuhide?” He’d abruptly let go of her, his footsteps padding across the room. She turned her head toward the sound of the footsteps. “Where did you go?”

“Catch me.” His voice came from a completely different direction than she expected.

She stood still, trying to orient herself, ears alert to his breathing… was he holding his breath?

Then, the breeze as he slipped past her, letting his finger brush across her face as he did so. Had that been to tease? Or hint at where he would be next? If she stayed frozen, would he do it again, allowing her to grab him as he passed?

No… Mitsuhide would never be that predictable. But he might have edged around the perimeter of the room and outflanked her. If she hurried, she could…

With her arms outstretched, she ran full out to where he was most likely to be… and found herself in Mitsuhide’s embrace once again. “Watch your step, Little One. You nearly hit the wall.”

“You stopped me, didn’t you?” She threw her arms around his neck. “Caught you… eep!” Her words ended in a surprised squeak as he nipped at the base of her throat.

“Careful Mouse. If you truly don’t want anyone to find us here, you might want to silence your reactions. Because if that made you squeak, then what I do next…” he undid her obi, and slid her kimono off her shoulders, “might have you singing to the rafters.”

That was all the warning she had before his mouth latched on to her nipple, his tongue playfully batting at it… yes, much like a cat toying with its prey, and she slapped her hand over her mouth, but not in time to prevent another gasp from escaping.

“Who is it that just captured a kitsune? You sound like my little mouse. You feel like my little mouse.” He traced the outline of her body, worshiping the plains and valleys of her waist, caressing her hips and back.

“Who’s wearing the blindfold here anyway?” Not that she was going to object too much, but obviously the rules of the game had been thrown out the window.

Ignoring the question, he knelt before her. “But do you taste like her?” That was all the warning she had before he parted her legs and explored her with his mouth.

With a hastily muffled gasp, she swayed and would have fallen if he had not been holding her upright. She dug her fingers into his hair, hanging on, as he teased another moan from her.

“What was that? Do you want me to stop?” He paused, his breath warming the already heated skin. “I didn’t quite hear you.”

She tugged his hair. “Don’t stop.” It was hard to find the words, to form a sentence. “More.”

“More of this?” He pressed a hard kiss to her, punctuated by a swipe of his tongue.

“You. More of you.”  Especially now that he had paused, leaving her hovering on the precipice, torn between arousal and completion. Why does he always do this to me?

“Because it amuses me to see that look on your face, knowing it’s a frustration only I can satisfy.” He pulled her to the floor with him, and his voice was at her ear again. “I’m pleased to find I still can read you, even with a blindfold covering half your face.”

There was a rustling of cloth… had he stripped off his clothing?

“I did indeed.”

Argh! Stop that!

He only laughed, as he positioned himself over her, his body barely touching hers, except for his hand, alternately caressing and teasing, ensuring that she stayed in that limbo of anticipation.

She was going to kill him if he didn’t hurry up and-

“As you wish.” Finally, finally, he pushed himself inside her, but so slowly that every nerve in her body had time to message her brain with a hallelujah. “Mmm. You seem to have captured someone in this game of Blind Man’s Bluff… Any guesses as to whom?” Even joined so intimately, while he leisurely moved within her, his hand continued to tease, alternately building up then banking a fire within her.

“Mitsuhide.” It was a gasp, turning his name into nearly six syllables.

“What was that?” He stilled for a moment.

“Mitsuhide!” A growl born of frustration.

“Are you certain?” With one final thrust and a flick of his thumb, he finally allowed that fire to burn uncontrolled, flooding across the landscape, consuming all in its path in an explosion of heat and light while, just as he had warned, she screamed his name to the rafters.

… a little while later, when she had finally caught her breath, and Mitsuhide’s slick weight was half on top of her, he reached over and tickled her nose. “A highly satisfactory conclusion to the game…” Then she sensed that he turned his head, before adding, “Would you not agree, Masamune? Keiji? Did you enjoy watching us?”

WHAT?!?

With a shriek Mai sat up, dislodging Mitsuhide as she ripped the blindfold off and gazed around the … very empty room.

“Argh! Mitsuhide!” She slumped back to the floor in relief as his amused laughter covered her like a blanket.

“You were correct. Game night was entertaining.” He pulled her closer, brushing her hair back to gently kiss her forehead, his beating heart revealing what his words did not. “We must do it again some time.”

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[ikesenwritings]

A/N: Sticking to my anxious gut, I’m just gonna go ahead and post wips that I might never finish. Dialogue is what usually comes to mind first when and if I get new ideas for stories, so here is a very short exchange between Masamune and MC, who’s been feeling kinda unlovable lately. I imagined the setting to be Azuchi market and the two are taking a stroll after MC ran some errands.

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“You’re really great, y’know that?”

She had noticed Masamune’s gentle but firm gaze from the corner of her eye for some time now, and still, was caught off guard by not only the meaning of his words, but the fact he spoke at all.

It was strange. As much as he liked to talk anybody’s head off, there were moments he reserved with MC that were spent in comfortable silence.

“What?”

“You’re great. And beautiful,” he added.

“Enough with the teasing, Masamune.” MC narrowed her eyes, refusing to give into his stare, to look at Masamune and fall for another one of his jokes.

“I’m not teasing! You think I’m joking around, kitten?”

“I do, yeah.”

Her response was curt while her pace quickened, hoping to escape the conversation and fall back into that peaceful silence they once shared.

Perhaps if it wasn’t for the crowd ahead slowing MC’s steps, her plan would’ve been successful. Masamune regarded the people lining the teahouse before grasping her arm and halting MC in her tracks, painfully aware of the new traffic he was creating in the middle of the road.

“Masamune! There are people trying to walk—”

“Never mind that… kitten, I think you’re impressive. I think you have these big dreams and a whole lotta hope to go along with them. I think you have integrity and strength and compassion. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eye on, and you give the best reactions to my food. So yes, you’re great. And no, I’m not joking around.”

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[lordhelpme0-0]

Compliments Part 1:

Me: today, we are teaching the Cybird suitors on how to compliment. (Minutes IkeRev as I don’t know them a lot to actually have the guts to do it)

Me: ahem! So we are learning to compliment a girl. Any questions?

Yukimura: why?

Me: ..cause some of y’all are struggling. So pretend I’m a girl that you like. Don’t worry, I got paper masks. Yuki, you go first you klutz.

Yukimura: …

Yukimura: uh…nice..hair…? Good thing…it doesn’t…look horrible…????

Me: …that was the most hesitant and worse compliment I’ve ever heard. You sound so unsure that I thought your confident went from 45% to a negative no babes tonight.

Yukimura: can you be less scathing-?!

Me: …no.

Yukimura: damn it.

Shingan: Yuki~!

Me: also the come back for that flirt is gonna go something the line..”so my hair looks terrible, huh?!” situation.

Yukimura: …so what?! I’m gonna spend my life for Lord Shingan-sama.

Me: ..MC/MAI!!!!

Yukimura: huh?! Where?! *checking himself*

Me: you were saying?

Yukimura:

Me: Shins-gone, your turn.

Shingan: Seeing you, has lighten my day. A maiden that descended from the heaven itself. It makes me bow down before you and create an alter in your name~. For you—

Me: alright! Alright! You pass! Sasuke.

Sasuke: your radiant. Like the stars I study.

Me: okay, okay. That’s pretty good, keep it up and maybe give more emotion in your words.

Sasuke: thank you M.I. (•_•) (-_-) (•_•)

Me: thank you for the blinking Sasuke. Kenshin. Your next.

Yukimura: how-?!

Kenshin: I want to lock you up, so I can protect you woman.

Me: …that would work for someone who is a masochist and likes yandere or someone like you…but you sound like a stalker ngl. Creepy even. And put the sword down and the glare, what are you? The terminator or something?!

Kenshin: who is this terminator?

Me: Yo mo-

Sasuke: *covers mouth* it’s nothing Lord Kenshin-sama.

Me: okay, next up. Motonori.

Motonori: heh! I’ve sailed many seas, and capture ships and jewels…seeing you m’lady…made it worth it over the thousands of pearls and treasures I stolen just for you. *wink*

Me: …wait…you have thousands of pearls and treasures?!

Yukimura: that’s what your focus on?!

Me: uh..yeah! Who doesn’t want to see some treasures?! Me! Plus I don’t wanna see the same treasure box like in pre-school and in the dentist office.

Motonori: wait, they give treasures in a learning center and a d-denrist?

Me: dentist. And yes, it’s a modern thing in —bleep— but I don’t know for the other countries around. Can I see?!

Motonori: well how can I deny someone who loves me treasures as I?

Me: yay!

Me: anyways-! Good job Motonori. Maybe change it a bit and it will swoon some lady hearts.

Motonori: heh! *smug*

Yukimura: your only doing it cause he showed you his gains.

Me: so, your the one who can’t even compliment a woman properly without stuttering and make it sound offending two words in.

Yukimura: hey!

Me: next, Abbot Kennyo.

Kennyo: Amitabha Buddha, Young Lady.

Me: *bows down, arms crossed* A Di Đà Phật, Tại. [translation: Amitabha, senior monk/ abbot]

Kennyo: *suprised* Why are you so respectful towards me, young miss.

Me: I grew in a Buddhist family, so I must do it to respect any monks whether they sin or not. (｡◕‿◕｡)

Kennyo: …

Shingan: well would you look at that~!

Me: shut it Shins-gone. Before I make your nickname a reality.

Shingan:

Me: okay, try it Tại. *completely respectful*

Kennyo: *not used to it but coughs* Your radiant smile has soothen my sinful heart, I hope you can smile forever.

Me: that’s pretty good! Simple but with good intention. You can rest now, Tại!

Yukimura: …why can’t you respect us like that?

Me: what sort of respect must be given when you literally call any woman a boar or something animalistic?

Yukimura: oh come on!

Sasuke: it’s alright bro, she’ll come right.

Me: yeah…I know come around~!

Yukimura:

Me: next is Kanetsugu.

Kanetsugu: If you ever be within an inch of Lord Kenshin-sama, *smiles softly* maybe I’ll praise you in more ways than one.

Me: I’m not gonna say it.

Sasuke: don’t say it.

Me: *snorting*

Me: kinky~

Sasuke: *stifling laugther*

Me: and very OOC. -50 Binghe points.

Kanetsugu:

Me: also I said compliment, not challenge. Yukimura, you have someone to practice with now~

Yukimura:

Me: alright! NOBU—NAUGHTY~ your turn.

Nobunaga: *smirks* Is it me, or do I see a beautiful flower waiting to be in my grasp?

Me: is it me? Or are you questioning the lady is a plant. *directly making it hard*

Nobunaga: alright, let’s try agai-

Me: no, but it’s okay.

Hideyoshi: okay?! How is that okay?! That’s great!

Me: first, look at yourself and not tell me you didn’t sisterzoned so many poor ladies. Second, try to compliment. I’m waiting.

Hideyoshi:

Hideyoshi: *sigh* this is for Lord Nobu-

Me: naughty.

Hideyoshi: -naga-sama. Ahem. *smiles softly*

Hideyoshi: Whenever I’m off to battle, each time I come back. Your more beautiful and angelic I let my gaze upon you.

Me: romantic but sister-zone. MASAMUNE! Yo turn Tiger Kai.

Masamune: heh! Kitten, is it me or do your smiles always so fresh?

Me:

Me: okay. It’s okay. Leyasu.

Leyasu: Tch. Stop getting less sleep. Your gonna look horrible and I’m not gonna try to give you all my attention in you.

Me: wow rude. But thanks for calling me ou-

Sasuke: Mitsunari-sama, your turn.

Mitsunari: ah! Okay! Your so beautiful, that the stars shine brighter each time your simply doing needlework!

Me: this baby needs to be protected!!!

Me: Ahem! Keiji.

Keiji: alright! Want to go on a ride? Cause I would love to see you laughing.

Me: alright alright. Mitsuhide.

Mitsuhide: *smirks* Little mouse should be careful, who knows what men will do with the cute expression you make.

Me: possessive……but moving on. I’m still gonna be offended. KICHO!!!

Kicho: I’m right here. Stop yelling.

Me: then don’t be alone with Nobunaga in a room yelling for me to help you.

Kicho:

Nobunaga:

Hideyoshi:

Motonori:

Kennyo: did the whole room got awkward…?

Shingan: it did.

Me: and keep it down will you?

Kicho: …I’m gonna murder you after this.

Me: try me.

Ikevamp, Ikepri: *Mind: ayo wha-?!*

Sasuke: weren’t you and I also in the room too?

Me: dude, it started when we came back after getting some snacks.

Sasuke: oh…!

Me: o-oh! Yeah…and then you two started going at it each other! *points at Kicho and Nobunaga*

Ikevamp, Ikepri, and IkeSen (minus Sasuke, Nobu, Kicho): *mind: HUH?!?!*

Kicho: stop. Making. It. Weird. With. Such. Suggestive. Words.

Me: not my fault they thought dirty. You guys literally destroyed my 4-connect game!!!!! IM STILL MAD!

Ikevamp, Ikepri, and IkeSen: *does classic anime face fault*

Shingan: oh cmon! I thought it be juicy!!

Kicho: CAN I JUST DO MY COMPLIMENT?!

Me: FINE!!!

Sasuke: two woman screaming at each other. Five feet apart cause they mad.

Kicho/ Me: SHUT UP SASUKE!

Me: FINE DO YOUR COMPLIMENT!!!

Kicho: ALRIGHT!!!

Nobunaga: I need water.

Hideyoshi: whatever you say, Nobunaga! *runs for water*

Kicho: Ahem! *smiles* I suppose your not that bad, your smile is contagious.

Me: whatever. Your all pinning for the same woman ya simps.

COME BACK FOR PART 2!! The Ikevamp are next~

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[writingwhimsey]

MC's Idol Crush Collection Event-Masamune

NSFW 18+ content

I stood in the crowd, so close to the stage. Saki and I were excitedly clutching onto each other as we waited with baited breath for Swagger, our favorite idol group to come out on stage. Masamune was behind us with Haru, Saki’s boyfriend.

“Are they always this excited about these…concerts?” Masamune asked Haru.

“Only for this group.” Haru answered. “It’s been years since Swagger put on a performance. They were really popular when we were all kids…and let’s just say these two put the fan in fanatic.”

“I heard that Haru.” Saki called over her shoulder, giving her boyfriend a pout.

“Yeah…no need to tell Masamune all of my embarrassing secrets.” I added, my cheeks reddening.

Masamune just grinned at me. “Don’t worry about it. You’re pretty cute when you’re excited like this.”

Now I was blushing for entirely different reasons. It was so amazing how Masamune was so cool and confident…otherwise he might get annoyed and jealous. Of course, none of that made me feel any less embarrassed by my fangirling. It’s not like there were events like this in the Sengoku.

It was at this moment the announcer was coming over the speakers. “Alright, ladies and the poor gentlemen who were dragged along…give it up for Swagger!”

The group was then coming out on the stage, Saki and I, along with all the other women in the audience, were screaming as the lights changed and lit up the stage. The group came out, dressed completely in white pants and shirts. Some of them, there shirts were button-up that were open apart or all the way. Others were in tank tops and the lead singer was completely shirtless.

“Ahh!” Saki and I screamed together along with all the other ladies in the crowd. I honestly think there were tears in my eyes. I couldn’t believe how excited I was. Not to mention…we were so close to the stage. Like…I could probably reach up and touch the band.

They went through some of their greatest hits before the music slowed to one of their love ballads. Each member of the group went to a different section of the stage, carrying a rose. I lost my mind when Ritsu, my favorite group member, was in front of us. He knelt down and was looking directly at me, as he sang.

I felt myself dying a little inside. This was a dream come true. I started crying, I was eating this entire thing up. Towards the end of the song, he was reaching the rose out and tossing it to me. I was screaming and squealing, Saki jumping up and down beside me just as excited for me. 

When the concert was over, we were all backstage, waiting in line for our chance to meet the group and get autographs and pictures. Saki and I were excitedly clutching onto each other again. “Ugh…I still can’t believe I caught the rose…I swear this is the best birthday present ever, Saki.”

Saki was grinning at me. “I hoped you would say that.”

“Oh, we have a birthday girl here.”

Saki and I both turned as  Ritsu was approaching us, looking so fine. I burst into a fit of giggles, Saki joining me. “Yes, it’s…it’s my birthday.” I said, my cheeks bright red.

“Well, then I am glad you caught my rose. I had a feeling when I saw your beauty from the stage that there was something special about you.” Ritsu said. “Happy birthday baby girl.”

I giggled and lifted a hand to play with my hair nervously. “Th-thank you.”

Ritsu was then signing our photographs and posing for pictures with us, before he was getting the rest of the group together to sing Happy Birthday to me. The ride back to the hotel, Saki and I spent squealing and reliving our favorite details of the night. We bid each other goodnight, still grinning like complete idiots as we headed to our rooms with our boyfriends.

Once Masamune and I were alone, his arms were coming around me from behind, pulling me against him. “You know, Kitten…this has been an interesting night.” He told me, a note of displeasure in his voice.

“Why…do you sound like you didn’t enjoy it?” I asked.

Masamune’s lips were coming to the side of my neck, sucking hard until he had left a mark. “Because…” He replied, his hand sliding up under my shirt, teasing over the flesh of my ribs.

“Masamune?” I breathed out as he trailed his hand up before cupping my breast through my bra.

“You’re cute when you’re excited, Kitten.” Masamune went on, his lips kissing along my neck. “But even I can only take so much.”

The next thing I knew, Masamune was spinning me around and pushing me up against the wall. His lips were on mine in a fierce kiss. His hands were making quick work of my clothes before sliding over my curves.

I was breathless by the time the kiss ended, Masamune pulling back to look at me, that blue eye so intense. “I…” I breathed out too stunned to form a coherent sentence. Masamune was always a whirlwind -one of the many things I loved about him- but this…this was different even for him. “What’s…what’s gotten into you?” I asked.

“I have an impudent kit that needs punished.” Masamune replied, lifting a finger to trace over my lower lip.

“But…I…I thought you…said I was cute?” I asked.

“You’re always cute, Kitten.” Masamune replied. “It all just hit me differently than I expected.”

I met Masamune’s gaze then. I saw a spark of something in his eyes and my own widened in recognition. “Wait…were…were you jealous?” I asked.

Masamune got that grumpy cat look on his face. “Yes.” He admitted reluctantly.

I was having to fight the grin that tugged at my lips. “But…I thought YOU didn’t get jealous?”

“I don’t.” Masamune replied. “Not when another man is making a move on you anyway…but seeing my kitten get all worked up over another man…that’s a different story.”

I gasped, realizing that Masamune was jealous because of my intense fangirling. I wrapped my arms around him. “You know…there’s really only one man for me Masamune and that’s you.”

Masamune was grinning at me. “I’m just going to spend tonight reminding YOU of that…you won’t be screaming for any other man ever again.”

I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine at his words. “Well…if it makes you feel better…” I said before his lips were on mine in a hungry kiss, his hands roaming over my naked body.

Masamune was then trailing biting kisses down the side of my neck and over my chest as he slid a hand between my thighs, going to stroke that pleasure pearl. I let out a moan as his touch sent thrills through me. 

Masamune’s fingers were sliding back and he slid two inside, stroking and curling, hitting that sweet spot over and over until my walls were clenching around his fingers. Masamune didn’t let me rest long as I was coming down. The next thing I knew, I heard the zipper of his pants coming undone and he was sliding inside of me in one swift motion.

“I’m not giving you any rest tonight, Kitten.” Masamune whispered in my ear as he began to pound into me.

I was already sensitive from my climax so each thrust pushed me further into madness. It didn’t take long before I was coming undone, my walls clenching around him…and Masamune still wasn’t done. He spent the night making love to me, moving me from the wall to the desk and finally to the bed. It was well past sunrise when he finally relented and I was falling into an exhausted sleep on his chest. His name was the only word to have left my lips all night.

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