#Hakuouki ns//fw

[hakubunii]

Kazama x Senhime

Uhhhh…so here’s the smut I found buried in files of my computer. I’ve mentioned a few times before but I am not a fan of Kazama. However, I do find him interesting and his potential relationship with the oni princess Senhime. For those who do not know or haven’t played Heisuke’s route, this is set after the ending in that. I think I was leaning towards a more enemies to lovers type situation. These two did not like each other in the slightest at first but later in the story, they reveal certain details that make one think they might be a bit more attracted to each other than they let on and even believe themselves.

Some potential TW would be: loss of v/ir/ginity, slight misogyny considering it’s Kazama, uhhh breeding (LMAO IDK he wants oni babies), penetration, ppl having a tense relationship.

Anyways, check it out below! As always, lemme know what you think.

Senhime, his second option to Chizuru Yukimura rolled her eyes and scoffed. She was always a bit of an unpleasant woman despite her ethereal, lovely face. Senhime was always getting in the way of his advances on Chizuru, getting an attitude with him despite her lowly place as a woman, and was unfortunately intelligent- something valuable but also something that proved to be rather annoying for Chikage. Senhime was far from obedient. She had taken Chizuru’s place as his wife so that the other pure bread oni woman could pursue the filthy little human she was enamored with. The whole situation was quite vexing.

“The only reason I’ve even agreed to become YOUR wife is because you wouldn’t leave sweet Chizuru alone. You’re LUCKY my family has even agreed to marry me off to the likes of you!” Senhime spat defiantly.

Chikage raised an eyebrow at her words, a smirk playing on his lips. "And yet here you are, unable to resist me," he pointed out teasingly.

"It's not like I wanted this either!" she snapped back, crossing her arms beneath her chest.

Senhime went to spew more insults Kazama’s way but stopped herself when her companion and protector Kimigiku shot her a concerned glance. She stopped and straightened her kimono, frowning to herself as she regained her composure.

“I will go with you and become your wife. I will have your children. But don’t think for a SECOND, that I will make this easy for you.” She said sternly “Kimigiku will also be coming with me to your home. She is my closet companion and is the person I trust most.”

Kazama scoffed but complied, nodding impatiently.

“As you wish….do you have any..other…requests?” Kazama grumbled

Senhime thought for a moment before speaking. "Yes, I do. My belongings must be packed and brought with me immediately upon arriving at your residence."

"Very well," Kazama replied.

Kimigiku remained silent and they made their way to Kazama’s home. Kimigiku was allowed to momentarily room with Senhime but after the wedding ceremony, she was only allowed a bit of time to mentally prepare the younger women for her wedding night. Senhime had a duty…one she was dreading.

“Do I have to?” She whined to the other women before groaning “Don’t answer that…I know I must…”

To think she must now go to bed with that horrible man…To bare HIS children? She hated the thought. Part of her was nervous, though she’d never outwardly show it. She waited in his room as instructed, all done up and presented beautifully for him. A bride worth looking at.

Kazama entered the room, closing the sliding door behind him. His eyes roamed over Senhime's figure, admiring her beauty even though he had seen it many times before. He approached her slowly, his footsteps almost silent.

"You look... lovely," he finally managed to utter out, reaching out a hand to caress her cheek gently. "Now, undress yourself for me."

Her brows furrowed for a moment at his crassness and her heart pounded, but she did not shy away from the touch of his hand.

“It took an awfully long time to be dressed in this….but as you wish.” She hissed through gritted teeth- trying her best to sound pleasant but failing to do so. She fumbled with unfolding the fabric of her obi. She was struggling. There were so many layers and complex parts to this kimono he’d picked out for her to wear in their wedding.

Chikage watched patiently, his eyes roaming over her exposed skin as she undressed herself. He found himself growing awfully excited despite himself as he watched his wife shed her clothing layer by layer. He felt himself stir beneath his clothing and exhaled, slightly amused at the revelation.

"That's a good girl," he praised softly when she finally stood naked before him, hands behind her back waiting for further instruction. "Now, turn around and lay flat on the mat."

She glared at him only to find him smirking and rolled onto her belly as instructed. She was…..unsure of why he wanted her on her stomach- seeing as how tonight she’d be losing her chastity. She pouted at the mere thought of it…there was no love in this..no sweet nothings…no gentle kisses…It was a business deal fueled by nothing more than power for him and a quiet protest on her part. He was simply deflowering his wife, his right as a husband. She pouted at the thought- angry and secretly nervous. This process was unknown to her…and Kimigiku revealed that pain came from it. Why should she endure pain for HIM? His only saving grace was that, as horrific as it was to admit to herself, Kazama Chikage was an incredibly handsome man. He had a lovely facial structure, piercing red eyes, and an attractive voice that would almost be soothing if he wasn’t always spewing disrespectful nonsense. She hated that she even found his self involved grin handsome. It was a conundrum to say the least.

“Awfully romantic, aren’t you?” She grumbled, her brown eyes watering as she faced away from him on her stomach.

"Romance is not my strength," Chikage admitted nonchalantly, walking around her body slowly. His hands traced down her spine, stopping just short of the small of her back. "However, I assure you, tonight will be pleasurable for both of us."

She felt herself rolling her eyes at his words. How hard was it to treat a woman delicately? She said nothing though and simply parted her thighs a bit more, allowing him to guide her onto her knees. She steadied herself and planted her hands against the floor and began to mentally prepare herself for their lovemaking. The young woman felt the blood immediately rush to her face when she felt the head of his cock rub teasingly against her slit. He used his thumb to part her slightly and then she felt him push his way into her. She shut her eyes tight, feeling the pressure give way as he pushed past her resistance. He sunk deep inside of her until, presumably, he had taken her fully. Senhime yelped in pain, whining for just a moment before she bit down on her lower lip to hush herself some, trying to save her pride. It did, in fact, hurt. It felt like he was splitting her open. She bit her lip so hard she thought it might break skin as her hands planted into the floor.

“A-ah!”

Tears prickled down her face as she tried to keep her labored groans silent during this.

“I am not an animal to be bred.” She snapped “Do not be so rough with me!”

"Relax," he commanded gruffly, his voice husky with desire. "Let go of your pride and submit to me."

“Do you have to press my face into the tatami mat?” She whined, sniffling as it left a pink mark on her skin. “I’m your precious wife…you should treat me with more dignity.” She mumbled.

Chikage chuckled darkly, but ultimately relented. Lowering her head slightly, he shifted his grip on her hips, allowing her more freedom of movement. "Better?" he asked, still thrusting into her tight passage.

"Yes... better," she managed to choke out between ragged breaths.

He enjoyed the view of her on her knees like this, taking his cock. Her whimpers in discomfort were proving to be a bit distracting, however. He slowed down a bit, surprising even himself when he rubbed at her hips in an attempt to comfort her. As much as he wanted her to submit to him, he didn’t like that this was so uncomfortable for her. He wanted his new mate to become eager to make love with him. At this rate, he was concerned that this would make him look bad. It certainly bruised his pride. Something he wouldn’t tolerate.

“What do you need from me?” Kazama asked quietly.

Senhime swallowed thickly, her body still adjusting to the intrusion. "...Just... please, be gentle..." She whimpered, closing her eyes tightly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“As you wish.” he said, his movements becoming much more slow and deliberate.

He reached for a cushion and buried it under her abdomen, propping her up. Deciding this wasn’t enough, he added another under her. Senhime’s brows furrowed in curiosity.

“If I position myself at a sharper angle, this might be a bit more…enjoyable for you.”

With that, he began to slowly move once more, his cock grinding slowly against the bundle of nerves between her legs from the inside.

Senhime tensed up again, unsure of his intentions but forced herself to relax slightly. She could feel the head of his cock teasing her entrance, rubbing against her sensitive spot. She squirmed a little, trying to find some sort of rhythm with his movements.

"O-okay..." she managed to utter out, her voice cracking slightly.

He continued thrusting into her slowly, building up speed gradually. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, mixing with the initial pain. Her breathing grew louder, transforming into soft, needy whimpers.At this point, the pain was momentarily forgotten.

He smirked, his hands steadying her hips with much less force.

“Are you enjoying this, Princess?” Kazama asked almost coyly.

The sound of his smug voice made Senhime’s face turn red with irritation. Admittedly, this was starting to feel pleasant…perhaps pleasant was an understatement. She trembled in arousal as she felt him press into that same sweet place over and over again. It was regrettably heavenly.

Senhime gritted her teeth, trying hard to regain some control over her body. "No! I’m not enjoying myself!" She snapped back,lying through her teeth.There was no denying the truth in those words."How lewd..." She muttered under her breath, clenching tightly around him as he picked up pace again. Her body betrayed her every time she tried to resist him.

He tsk’d and continued fucking into her, cursing himself for marrying such a stubborn woman.

“You’re being dishonest.” He grunted, increasing the force of his movements, hitting some place deep in her that made her moan.

Senhime's body arched involuntarily, her nails digging into the tatami mat below her. Her hips rocked backward and forth in sync with his thrusts, her moans growing louder till they reached a crescendo. She was close. She could feel it building inside her.

She found herself crying out, her voice breaking as waves of ecstasy crashed over her like a tidal wave.

He let out a hoarse chuckle, unrelenting. He was not about to stop because she was sour that this felt so good for her. Why, his little wife was about to experience the throngs of pleasure for the first time. Why deny Senhime of that? His hips snapped rapidly, earning another winded round of gasps from the little oni women under him.

Senhime's world spun around her as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Her walls clenched tightly around him, causing him to let out a growl of approval as he spilled into her. Finally, she moaned one final time before collapsing onto the floor, panting heavily.

"Ahh... that was... unspeakable..." She panted, her body limp and sated.

She was completely humiliated and momentarily lost her mind and actually found herself wanting to shower him with kisses and endless affection. Of course, she was not insane and, thus, didn’t do such a thing. Just because he managed to make her feel good, doesn’t mean that he was any less of a pompous man child.

Senhime rolled onto her back, kicking the pillows that were under her away as she watched her husband loom over her- looking quite pleased with himself. She scowled up at him, wincing when he glanced at the mess he left between her legs. She protested and went to kick him away, but he simply stopped her by the ankle and held her legs open as he inspected her.

“Quiet now. You must keep it there so that it takes.” Kazama growled.

Satisfied after inspecting whatever it was he was inspecting, Kazama came closer, grinning rather wolfishly at her- probably to taunt her for enjoying herself so much in the end. Senhime growled in frustration, but couldn't bring herself to resist him this time. Her body still trembled slightly from the intense orgasm he had given her.

"Just... get it over with."

Chikage leaned down, his mouth hovering over hers. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that left neither wanting more nor less. His tongue darted past her lips, exploring her mouth deeply as he reached down between their bodies, grasping her hips tightly. With a final thrust, he claimed her once more, filling as he did before, perhaps this time, a bit more carefully.

“Arg-“ she grunted, feeling a bit more discomfort like before but not as intense.

“Just a moment…I know what it takes to make you more compliant now.” He said casually, adjusting himself inside of her. His hips slowly rocked as he pumped his length inside of her.

Senhime’s eyes narrowed for a moment but soon widen when she felt his fingers rub her clitoris in slow circular motions. She blushed like mad and went to swat his hands away to no avail. This combined with his movements inside of her proved to be pleasant once more. Despite her better judgement, the sound of her own voice mewling in approval filled her flushed ears.

“Do you feel that, princess?” He asked condescendingly.

Senhime's eyes remained shut tightly, but she couldn't help but moan softly. "Y-yes..." She whined out, her body adjusting to this new sensation.

"Good girl," he praised, increasing the pace of his movements. His fingers continued to tease her sensitive spot while his cock thrust into her tight channel. She hated how he praised her in this way. She hated how good making love with him felt, how he put a little effort into it now. Most importantly, she hated how full her heart felt when they did this. She didn’t understand it. She detested this man with every fiber of her being, and yet, she wanted him desperately. In this moment, she felt like nothing would hurt her if he were around. Surely, it must be a result of their coupling- a survival instinct or something.

After a few more minutes of relentless pleasure, Senhime's body tensed up once again. She clung to him desperately, mumbling all kinds of unintelligible nonsense. There foreheads touched and she opened her eyes to find him staring into hers. When she finally came down from her high, panting heavily and covered in sweat, she became self conscious under his stare. What she didn’t know was how his own heart beat at the sight of her beautiful, glassy eyes. She was absolutely breathtaking like this.

“You know….” Kazama hummed, bringing his lips close to hers, holding her chin still to keep her from turning from his gaze “You’re much more likable like this.”

He chuckled darkly and pressed his lips against hers, savoring their kiss this time. He pulled away, a smirk playing as usual on his stupid, handsome face.

“I trust you’ll come to bed with me more often? Or I suppose I could let you sleep here with me every night.”

Senhime glared at him, but the truth was that she knew he wouldn't back down. "...Yes," she grunted reluctantly. "I'll join you."

“Clean yourself up…I will adjust the futon…It’s time for my precious wife to rest in our marriage bed.”

Senhime’s cheeks went pink as he used her words against her and nodded. She curtly went to one side of the room, hidden by a partition. There sat a bucket of well water and some rags for cleaning. She peaked over at him from behind the partition to find him tidying up there sleeping space. It surprised her that he had thought to do this in advance- the slightest bit of courtesy She took her time cleaning herself, rolling her eyes when she heard his voice impatiently ask if she were finished. She dressed in sleeping attire he’d provided for her and crept towards him, grimacing at the sight of him outstretched in the futon before her. Upon seeing her, he beckoned her to join him which she reluctantly agreed to.

As she lay down beside him, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Now, go to sleep," he commanded softly, his breath tickling against her ear. "Tomorrow will be an eventful day. I plan on making love to you again.”

“What if I don’t become pregnant after this.” She asked softly

Chikage's hand tightened around her waist, squeezing slightly. "That won't be an issue," he assured her gruffly. "With me as your husband and you as my wife, it's only a matter of time." If he didn’t give her a child this time, he certainly didn’t mind trying once more. As many times as it took.

She huffed in response but eventually, too fell asleep. Kazama awoke in the early morning to find his wife had unconsciously curled against him in her sleep. Her little head rested on his chest and she draped an arm and a leg over him. She looked much more pleasant when she was sleeping soundly like this. He found himself smiling softly much to his surprise. He couldn't help but reach out tentatively, brushing a tendril of hair away from her forehead. His gaze lingered on her sleeping form for a moment longer than necessary before he removed his body from under her head and carefully slid out from beneath her warmth.

Her eyebrow twitched and a familiar scowl formed on her soft features. He too, found himself scowling now.

“What a disagreeable woman.” He muttered.

[impracticaldemon]

New Tumblr Policy and Fics: What’s Allowed

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~ Imp

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[hakubunii]

It's been quiet around here lately so I'm having a request. Could you write a pov for all the boys when they are really horny for their partner and have trouble being gentle so it ends up rough (in a good way ofc)?

Hi, it’s been so long I’m sorry! I’ve been dealing with a bit of grieving as one could imagine but I’m finally feeling okay enough to do some writing. I apologize if I’m a bit rusty but this was rather fun to do heheheh. Here is part one and I’m blushing.

Hijikata: You’re writhing under him, clawing at his shirt as he relentlessly pounds into you. The two of you started off with simple kisses as the two you of laid in bed and you just happened to trail your hand a little bit lower than intended. Next thing you know, he’s on top of you and you’re arching your body upward to meet his thrusts. You grip him with a vice as he bites into your neck, his hands under your ass to pull you against him. You let out a hoarse cry, panting shrilly as you near completion. He smirks wildly into your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He was certainly being a bit rough, probably due to some pint up aggression thanks to his busy schedule. He’d have to make it up to you later, not that you seem to mind now. He grins and tangled his fingers in your hair, stealing your lips for a passionate kiss.

Saitou: He’d never been too good talking about his feelings, they usually come out in moments like this when his love for you just explodes. You know he loves you, of course you do, but he just wanted to do something to let you know. He had waited until nightfall and set up a lovely space in your room by the window to have tea together. He was so content with having you in his arms as the two of you talked into the night. However, he was flustered to say the least when you turned around and peppered his jaw and lower with little kisses. It took him by surprise and suddenly, he found himself wanting more. He sat still, accepting your affections until he noticed your attention slowing. His will shattered when you pulled away and stared up at him with a sad expression. He shakily asked what was wrong and was answered by the assumption that he must not like you all that much. This set something off in him and he crammed his lips against yours, perhaps getting too rough with you. Now, he had you bouncing on top of him as he covered your mouth lest that others would hear. He closes his eyes and grunt as he gave you everything he could- which was a lot. A small grin spread across his face when he watched you come undone.

Okita: Haha, you looked cute under him like that with glassy eyes and a red face. He smirked almost wolfishly as he curled his fingers roughly inside of you, relishing in the way you squealed out. He liked turning you into a mess like this. He hadn’t even started fucking you properly yet and you were nearly drooling. He removed his fingers and popped them in your mouth, licking his lips as he watched you clean them off. His thumb swept over the corner of your mouth and wiped up the drool. You whine and begged him to take responsibility for the state you were in, the sound like music to his ears. He chuckled darkly and kissed you open mouth, the vibrations of your whimpering echoing off of his lips. With practices ease, he spread your exposed legs and slid inside of you. You were so cute when you sighed and gasped like this- too cute not to comply with your pleas. He took you roughly, much to your delight. The sheets ruffled as you cried out under him, wrapping your legs around his waist. He probably shouldn’t tease you so much or be so rough- still, he just couldn’t help how much he liked seeing yo so feral like this.

Heisuke: You gasped on your side as he held your body against his chest, lifting your leg up in the air as he took you in this position. You had been cuddling like normal after a particularly taxing day and his hands happened to wander a little curiously. When he realized what he was doing he apologized profusely as you spooned. However, his face went beat red when you guided his hand back to your chest where he had been feeling. It wasn’t as if the two of you fooled around before- in fact, you guys went at it like rabbits. Feeling encouraged by your response, he buried his face into you shoulder and eventually slid inside of you. Now, here you were letting him have his way with you. Delighted by the way you gasped, he rolled you onto your stomach and shoved a pillow under your pelvis. With that, he entered you from behind and pounded into you. As you arch your back and groan, he groans in return. He pants into your ear as the sound of his skin slaps against yours. The two of you catch a little bit of flack the next morning for being so loud but Heisuke can’t help but grin sheepishly.

Sannan: He bent you over his desk, slamming into you from behind. You let out a strangled cry that he quickly muffles with his hand. You had been assisting him with his research when he suddenly tensed up due to your close proximity. He grins to himself and pulled you into his lap as he worked. You felt a bit bold and happened to tease him a bit and now here you were with your face pressed against the cool wood of the desk. He takes you roughly, making you moan into his hand as your cheeks heat up. Surely someone could hear your muffled cries from the hall- let alone the furies who were nearby and likely getting an earful. Just as quickly as it happened, you tightened around him and he pulled out of you, handing you a nearby rag to clean yourself off before the two of you went back to work. He grinned, petting your hair as you sat, face flushed beside him.

Yamazaki: Yamazaki could be very quiet sometimes. He was always accidentally startling you when he crept behind you to ask you something. For once, you wanted to started him and slipped into his room where he was alone. Initially, you assumed he would be working with a report or something. Instead, you found him completely undressed as he was getting ready for the night. He blinked and a wicked grin spread across your face- you had an impish idea and crawled up to him. He stammered and fell back into the futon as you crawled on top of him, feeling parts of him that you hadn’t quite felt in that way yet. This perused and he ended up guiding you onto him, helping you ease him inside. At first, you bounced a little experimentally but now, your legs were a little sore as you frantically rode him, moaning into the rolled up fabric he shoved into your mouth. You wailed into it as the two of your skins slid together in a frantic, slippery dance.