peachy-keen-sweetheart

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

don't expect a fairytale romance with Nanami Kento.

no, he won't be the prince that will get on his knees to propose.

no, he won't blindly agree with you and you will not live a life without fighting with him.

no, he will not use poetic language to convey his love for you. he won't have these grand gestures or always be receptive to your touches.

but who wants that?

no, he wont propose the minute he knows he loves you. but he will notice the smallest things in you that you thought no one did. when you get overwhelmed, when your eyes linger on something you like, when you scoot closer to him because you're cold. he will be observant of you.

no, you wont have an argument-free relationship. but he will try to be understanding. to talk things through because he wants things to get better, not to sweep them under the rug just because "arguments are scary". he wants to have something really with you and agreeing on everything wont allow him that. arguments can be scary, but with how he listens to you and meditates them for both of your sakes, they make you two stronger.

and no, he won't spend all his money and time on you no matter how much he wants to. he wont have these public displays of eternal love because that's just not him. he may make you your favorite food because he knows when you had a bad day. or he will set aside his reading time for an outing with you. or the way he will do your household chores because he sees you comfortable on the couch.

don't expect a flowery language. he will keep it simple but its just as genuine. telling you he missed you, asking if you have eaten, saying how a particular color looks good on you. his words show that he cares, he worries, he thinks about you.

no, he won't be all over you as soon as he sees you. there's a time and place for that, he says. but then there's the way his hand hovers over the small of your back. or how he will gently push your head to his shoulder when you're sitting together on the couch. its how his body scoots over to yours even when sleeping or how his eyes dart over your figure when you're changing and pretending his looking somewhere else.

no. its not a grand luxurious love. its simple and its certain.

expect his hold to tighten in the morning when he notices you're in his arms. or the small kiss on your cheek every time he walks in and out of that door.

expect him to ask you to help him shave just for an excuse to have his hands on your thighs and watch that focused look on your face as you glide the razor over his stubble.

the constant negotiation for who does the dishes, the occasional argument over who forgot to take out the trash, the sudden sway when one is washing the dishes and the other behind them with their arms around them.

taking off his tie or pulling him by it to the bedroom, laughing when you're making out because you had a leg cramp, mumbling each other's name as the room gets filled with desire more and more despite saying "okay, last one and then we actually go to bed."

asking for his assurance that he still loves you and him turning around and telling you, sometimes as stoic as even but with such conviction that there is no doubt, "with all my heart."

don't expect fate to keep you together. expect the small things that remind you two of how much you mean to the other.

don't expect a fairytale romance with Nanami Kento. expect the everyday domestic love. Isn't that much better?

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

(No, no, I do run the other account so that's why I'm saying we don't have to keep both RPs up. I'm happy to end this one if you'd like <3)

Scared the heck outta me 😅 yes, I think the other works far better 💗

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I watch curiously and silently as she guides my hand - only to moan at how she places it on her lower stomach so I can feel myself bulging through. Keeping my hand there, I begin to thrust harder and faster just to feel that bulge more.

Mmm... gonna cum, fuck!

My head flies back as my orgasm crashes down, a wet gush as she climaxes at the same time as me. My breathing is heavy and ragged as I lean down to press hurried, desperate kisses to her lips between my pants.

Feels so good. You feel so good...

-- Kakashi

(hi! sorry for taking longer than usual to reply. I see you've been interacting with a kakashi rp blog so if you'd like to end ours that's fine. ^^)

(Hold the phone!! Are you saying you're not the same person?! Are you pulling my leg cause the similarities... well... are very obvious!)

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

Mmm...

I decide I'll never get used to the feeling of being inside her, the way she hugs my cock perfectly, the way she squeezes me tight. My hand slides under the arch of her back, gripping her waist loosely as I thrust in and out at a moderate pace, the lewd noise slowly growing louder.

That feel good, baby?

Leaning down, I press a lingering kiss to her lips. My stomach tightens and I can feel my release coming, hers too.

Fuck - not gonna last, m'sorry. G-gonna cum.

-- Kakashi

I'm so close, feeling every graze and thrust like it's the very first time we've fucked, despite that being far from the truth.

Give me your hand.

It's a whispered request, stuttering from my lips as my thighs close around his waist, ankles locking behind his back as he warns of his impending release. His hand unwinds from my back and finds my own, he watches me close whilst I press his palm against my lower stomach. Much like I had done when I was being naughty... My stomach is soft but if you press deep enough you can feel where he rests within my cunt.

Feel it? Cum with me... you fuck me so good. Oh shit!

I can't maintain the intense eye contact a moment longer, falling apart beneath him and feeling a warm gush as I cum around him with a scream of bliss.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

This time, I chuckle when she plays with my hair, she seems to enjoy it so I won't say anything more. Besides, I like the feeling myself.

Even if you're naughty sometimes, I know you'll always be my good girl, won't you?

I tuck loose strands of hair behind her ear tenderly, smiling in understanding at her words.

I understand, sweetheart. I'll take care of you, don't you worry.

Her kiss is sudden but welcome, and I would almost be concerned by the rapid pace of her heartbeat as she slides my hand over it if I didn't know that I was the reason. I lean down to lay her on her back against the couch, settling her legs around my middle. Slowly, I begin to push my erection into her wet, fluttering cunt, moaning once more at how well she takes me.

I'll be gentle this time, promise.

-- Kakashi

I can’t help but clench around air, whimpering when he calls me a good girl, how easily I’ve been conditioned to respond to that comment. My cheek rubs against his palm when he fixes my hair, acting very feline and needy of attention and affection.

I adore both sides of him, the one that spanks the shit out of me for daring to be naughty and the one that holds me so gently like I might break at any moment. Either way, I know I’m loved and that emotion rushes over me when he pushes deep. My spine arches, cunt pulsing as he eases in and praises me with his moans. His cock grazes every sensitive spot and my nails dig into his shoulders just to keep me grounded.

I can - can take it. Just need you. Need to be full.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I can't help but feel a tiny twinge of guilt as she hugs me tentatively, avoiding my gaze as her face buries in my neck. One hand reaches up to stroke gently at her hair, the other on her back.

I'm sorry, my love, was I too rough?

Peppering her temple and forehead with kisses, I let her rest in my arms for a moment before I pull back slightly, trying to meet her gaze with a soft smile.

Shall I let you take control, dearest? You've been good, I'll let you take what you want from me...

-- Kakashi

I shake my head, nose nuzzling into his skin and inhaling his scent that makes me feel safe and content. My hold tightens, daring to play with the hair at his nape.

Not too rough, deserved it.

I did deserve it, I know that I was provoking him to see what would happen and the sting of my ass is evidence of what happens when you wilfully disobey. There is a slight panic when he offers me the reins, I’m not in a state to be able to take over, I need him and I need him to take me.

Don’t want control, please. Want to show you I can behave and be good for you… Kashi.

I kiss him soundly, my chest pressed flush to his and finding his hand on my back to direct it over my heart where it’s beating frantically. Begging him to understand, to help me find bliss in a way only he can provide.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

Stay still.

I snarl as she writhes beneath me, whining and whimpering and I think it's a beautiful contrast to how she was acting just minutes before. It normally took a lot less to get her to bend, and I didn't expect it to get to this point, but I'm certainly not complaining.

So desperate for me, aren't you? I wonder if I can make you cum just like this...

My hand stops after the tenth smack despite my words, deciding against pursuing that outcome. While it would be satisfying, and I know she'd use her safeword if she needed to, I am a bit concerned about whether or not that was too painful. I rub soothing circles onto her reddened ass, and I can't help but smirk at my own handprint emblazoned there.

Alright, sweetheart?

I murmur, lifting her upright so she's straddling my lap as I press gentle kisses to her cheeks.

-- Kakashi

His snarl makes me freeze in place, nails clawing into the arm of the couch and my toes curl as I straddle the precarious line of pain and pleasure. Sobbing into my arm as I continue to count but each one subsequent one pitches my voice higher and higher.

Oh please… wanna cum so bad. Want you!

When he stops, I can still feel the stinging sensation of his strikes and I know my ass is likely very red but I’m gasping from being pulled back from an orgasm. His palms are gentle, caring as he strokes my tender flesh and pulls me up. I can’t quite meet his eye as I tentatively reach out to hug around his neck. His kisses are sweet, his hands soft but I’m cautious of not wanting to act out of line again.

I’m - I’m fine, just… mm, needy.

I admit, hiding my face once more and biting my lip as my sore butt rubs against his thighs.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I smirk at her pleading whimper as she crawls across my lap, peering up at me meekly. My head tilts to the side, pouting my bottom lip almost mockingly.

Please what, sweetheart?

Setting the silk aside for later, I settle her so she's on her stomach across my thighs. My hand reaches to rub circles into the plush flesh of her ass, giving a slight squeeze.

Count for me.

Drawing my hand back, my eyes remain fixed on hers as I bring it down on her plump rear with a satisfying smack. I repeat the action, once, twice, three times, four, five...

Not so much to say now, hmm?

-- Kakashi

Please, I’ll behave. Just need you…

His mocking expression makes me lower my eyes, his hands firm as I rest over his thighs and my hands shoot out to grip the arm of the couch. Unconsciously my hips lift to press my ass further into his hand as he squeezes down, wanting more but what comes is unexpected despite my position.

The first crack makes my head fly back, a loud gasp as the flash of pain sears me deep. As the smacks continue, counting gets harder and my voice wavers with a mixture of bone deep desire and painful pleasure. I’m wet, so drenched that I can feel the slick dripping onto his legs and the couch below and I’m wriggling more insistently, unable to hold myself still.

S-sorry sensei. Oh fuck… please! I’ll be good, promise. Promise.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

My eyes follow the movements of her hand, and my teeth bare almost automatically as I watch her finger dip into her wet core. Her words are incredibly daring compared to what I'd seen of her this morning, and I jerked my finger out of her forcefully. Grabbing her wrist tightly, I pull hers out as well, shift her off my lap and onto the couch as I stand.

You think you're my good girl, huh? Prove it by staying here, still, until I come back. Don't even think about touching yourself.

A warning clear in my voice, I turn and stride for her bedroom. Once I reach it, my eyes scan the floor for that fallen piece of pink silk and I snatch it up, before returning to her on the couch and studying her position closely to see if she's obeyed me or not. My voice comes out as a sickly sweet purr.

Lay yourself across my lap, dearest.

-- Kakashi

I’d swear he growled before he pulled from my heat, tearing away my own hand with force and making me squeal when I’m dumped off his lap. Sat with my thighs beneath me, the beat of my heart muffles every other noise and I look up with pleading eyes as he tells - no - demands that I remain exactly as I am until he returns.

My head tracks his movement until he is out of sight, listening carefully for what he might be up to and I can feel myself clench tightly around nothing. I stifle a broken gasp, desperate for any amount of friction but I listen to the warning in my head not to push too far.

Kakashi… please.

I can’t stop the words when he returns and it takes a moment for me to realise what he holds in his holds, too focused on the sharp angles of his features and how badly I want him. I’m slow to crawl over his lap once he sits, peeking up into his face with a whimper.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I have to admit, I'm surprised she's still talking back at this point but I don't let it get the better of me. I'd put her back in her place, I was sure of it.

That's sensei to you, dearest. And perhaps I would, if I decided you deserved it...

The threat is empty, and we both know that outcome would never happen. But, while I did like her obedient self, this side of her is just as fun. My finger slows even more, pumping at a pace that I know irritates her.

Behave yourself, and you'll never have to know what that punishment is.

-- Kakashi

A frustrated growl slips free at the agonizingly slow pace of his finger, and a thought comes to mind that really is very daring but I'm already tugged under the heel of my impish side. He said ‘hands to myself’ so... I glide one palm over my stomach, pressing down until I can feel the slow movement of his finger inside. My middle finger delves between my folds to run at my clit and I lean back more, baring my throat as I moan out.

I'll behave myself sensei, aren't I your good girl?

Looking up into his face with parted lips, my tongue flicking out to wet them further.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

If it's my hair you want to pull, I'll give you a good reason to soon enough. For now, be good and let me do this, hm? Unless, of course, you do want me to stop...

Despite my words my finger resumes its movements inside her, slower than it was before at her tiny lack of obedience. I know she wants more, and honestly so do I, but I like to test her a little... and maybe, just maybe, I want her to beg. At her single-worded question, I growl my answer in her ear.

You could be better... I'm sure you don't want to be, I don't know, punished?

-- Kakashi

My face dips and pulls to the side so he can't see how red my cheeks are, how I'm biting my tongue and screwing my eyes shut to keep myself from doing or saying something I’ll regret. I do want to pull his hair, want to bite at his lips and then his neck, want to leave some scratches down his back... God, he makes me crazy!

Would you stop, Kashi? Would leave me untouched knowing that I'm so very desperate for you and only you?

It's sheer provocation, a reaction to the frustratingly slow movement of his finger deep inside my cunt and I'm not ‘allowed’ to move to help scratch at the deep-seated itch that makes me shiver and whimper.

Depends... I've no idea what your punishment would be.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

As she grinds down on my slow-moving finger, my other arm moves to clamp down her hips, making it clear I didn't want her moving. My nose nuzzles further into her neck at her question.

I do like it, sweetheart. A bit too much, I'll admit, and I want to focus just on making you feel good...

Her hands are still in my hair and I pause, an eyebrow arching. My finger slows to a stop, still inside her wet folds that I know ache for me.

You don't want me to stop, do you?

-- Kakashi

My breathing is starting to become erratic, the tight hold over my hips makes me want to squirm even more and I’m fighting every instinct in my head. I chew my lip, stilling myself and going lax in his arms.

But… touching you makes me feel good.

I know I sound petulant and I should worry that he’ll stop completely but the words tumble out as if I had no control over my mouth. When his finger halts, I keen and it’s a desperate, needy noise that forces my fingers to pull free from his hair. I can’t resist smoothing down his neck before folding my hands in my lap. I’m playing with fire when I ask heatedly…

Better?

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

The urge to be the goodest girl vs the urge to be the worst fucking brat

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I hum against her skin as she tilts her head to the side, granting me more access as I renew some of the red marks that have begun to fade. Clearly I didn't bite hard enough... when she says she'll do anything for me, it fills me with a warmth I didn't know could happen.

Good girl, that's what I like to hear.

I'm gentle as I push one finger inside her, pumping it slow and just barely brushing against her sweet spot that I've memorized the location of. While I do like the feeling of her tugging at my hair in need, I do like how she obeys my every word just a bit more.

Hands to yourself please, dearest.

-- Kakashi

His lips on my neck zero in on the tender areas he’s already left, he seems intent on making those marks deeper, fresher and that thought makes me burn like a lit fuse. His teeth graze my skin and I whimper at the sensation, almost begging him to bite hard but holding back.

The slow stroke of his finger is maddening, brushing over my sweet spot and making me grind my hips down to chase a little more friction. I huff loudly at his request, my fingers pause in his lush hair and I debate whether to obey or not, I’ve just told him I’ll do anything for him and it wasn’t a lie but…

You don’t like me playing with your hair, Kashi?

I tilt my head to look back at him, eyes wide and questioning. My fingers start to slip free but whilst I am technically complying, I'm certainly not quick about it.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

My body tenses where she skims her hands, the feeling of her touch still new to me even after everything we'd done today. I sigh happily as she settles on my lap, but I raise an eyebrow at how she positions herself.

Didn't hear me, sweetheart?

I take her middle and turn her around on my lap so her back is pressed to my chest. My hands run up and down her waist and hips, lips lowering to press open mouthed kisses to her neck and shoulders before I whispered low in her ear.

You'll get to make me feel good soon enough, baby, just you wait. Think you can cum for me one more time?

One hand slides down in between her thighs to part her wet folds with two fingers, stroking gently as I await her reply. I know what it will most likely be, but I need to make sure I'm not pushing her too far.

-- Kakashi

I giggle quietly, he doesn't need to know that I wanted to be manhandled a little, my head rolling to the side to give him more access to where he spreads those warm kisses that make me tingle.

Sorry, baby.

His words make me wriggle anew, a shiver coursing up my spine and I'm heating up all over again. He has control of my body in a way I've never experienced, of how I react and move, it's intoxicating. My fingers find their way into his hair, tugging on the strands and letting out a needy whimper.

Mhmm. Anything for you.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

I watch through half-lidded eyes as she nudges further into my hand, her plump behind wiggling slightly and my cock grows ever harder. Her words make me smile, and my hand leaves her head to drag my fingers down her jaw, tilting her head up for a moment.

So good for me, makes me so happy.

I chuckle at her words, how she's still so eager to please me after all this puzzles me, but I'm certainly not complaining. I pat my thighs in invitation as an answer.

Up here on my lap, dearest, back to my chest. Gonna make you feel good, hm?

-- Kakashi

I give a throaty purr as my toes curl onto the floor, allowing me the leverage to rise through his parted thighs. My palms skim along his thighs and up his sides until I can curl my fingers behind his neck.

What about you? Wanna make you feel good...

I pout whilst I settle against his chest, my teeth nipping playfully at his pec. My bum squirms on his damp thigh, knees pulling up to my stomach as I choose to sit sideways rather than straddling him, after all, he didn't specify exactly how he wanted me.

[peachy-keen-sweetheart]

Just like that. My perfect girl.

I bite my lip as I watch her hair fall free around her shoulders, peering up at me from under her lashes as she sends me a feline smile. I almost moan when her tongue drags across my thigh, leaving it just as wet as it was.

Feeling cocky and maybe a bit superior, I leaned back onto the couch and rested one arm on the backrest. My other hand reached down to tangle in her hair, rubbing her head lazily as she cleaned her mess off my thigh, so obedient.

You like it when I tell you what to do, hmm?

-- Kakashi

My tongue trails over his searing skin, the increased heat likely from how I had rutted against him. I've eagerly licked up all my fallen essence and I pause to look up at him. There is a moan in my throat at how relaxed and almost regal he looks. I'll never get over how ridiculously hot he is.

Uh-huh. Like being your obedient girl, Kashi...

With his hand tangled in my hair, petting me, I lean into that touch and my ass wiggles behind me. I nudge my nose a little closer to the apex of his thigh, catching against his heavy balls and listening to the sharp inhale of breath. It's hard to resist, though I worry he might be too sore for this.

Tell me what to do, wanna please you.