#also not proofread haah

[possiblyreallyme]

Kinktober day 31: dog/wolf hybrid Ace

warning: breeding, not a/b/o or whatever but can see this being similar lol, hybrids, domesticity, purely self indulgent sorry y'all, very similar to my sanemi fic, not proofread.

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"Haah, baby, 'm gonna fuck you full," He moaned, fucking his hips into your poor, overworked pussy again and again, thrusting harshly and letting his tears trickle down his cheeks.

It felt so good, even when the overstimulation and sensitivity made his cock ache and he felt a little guilty for using your cunt like this, tail wagging happily behind him while his ears stayed pinned back on his head. "I'll-I'll fuck my puppies deep, pretty girl, make you a mama," The thought made his head spin, physically unable to feel embarrassed about it when you bucked into his hips, drawling a keen from high in his throat.

All this spouted from when he saw you playing with a couple kids from the little town the crew had docked at for supplies, salivating at the sight of you cradling the mother's newborn baby so gently, meanly filling his mind with fantasies his wolflike tendencies couldn't seem to resist. "Fuck, you'll look so pretty when you're all big 'n stuff, I'll do all the work for you, jus' lemme knock you up, please."

He ached to see you full, longed to see how proud you'd be if he could knock you up first-try, yearned to start a family with the only woman in his own little world. Maybe he could give you some cute little daughters, tiny and sweet and doing his makeup all fancy, running him ragged and holding all his girl's close at night to sleep.

He drooled down your chest and huffed your scent in, shivering audibly at the way your smell made his brain tingle. His nose was always so sensitive, and your sweet, sweet arousal held a certain husk that made him feel like a while animal, rutting into you faster and faster as he chased his high.

"Oh! Oh, pretty girl, gonna cum so hard! You'll be so proud of me, knockin' you up and givin' you all the puppies you want," He whined, his back arching as he admired your sweet pussy takin him deep, immediately sending him over the edge. Every fiber of his being told him to breed you. Breed you, breed you, breed you, until his puppies were running amuck and you popped on Marco's hospital bed with a third, fourth, fifth, more if you let him.

He gasped and shuddered through his orgasm, completely taken by how beautiful you looked below while he came, shooting his copious amounts of cum deep into your womb. No way you weren't coming out of this pregnant...

"F-Fuck," He murmured, still wrapped up in the throes of his high as he admired you, drooled covered lips parted and ears twitching, eyes half lidded and glazed over. "Sweetheart, you okay?" He checked after a moment, placing his hand on your belly to rub circles on your skin, though he also checked how full you were while he did.

Your tummy felt full with his cum, that's for sure. Now to get you cleaned up and pamper you to sleep...

"You'll be a good mama, pretty girl," He murmured, eyeing your ruined pussy with little hearts in his eyes. "I'll be a good daddy, too. Can't wait for our family, you and me...

[tonixe]

ਏਓ `cute little housewife

``a/n: I'm back, and I have so many good ideas for Coriolanus it is so crazy, so be ready for that. And also if yall have any ideas DM them or request them <3.

warning: p in the v, unprotective, creampie, somnophillia, breeding kink. ** (not proofread)

pairing: Coriolanus x wife!reader

word counter: 1.1k

It's been too long since you have seen your husband, he was always busy in the capitol.

You knew his schedule by heart, knowing he was mostly busy throughout the day and night. You tried to wait on the parlor, laying down on a velvety couch and resting your head on the armrest. It was already 12 when you looked at Big Ben's clock staring at you. Opening the fridge and placing the food in, stretching your body back. Before walking to the bathroom, turning the knob and the hot water flooded out of the faucet to the tub. Putting your hand in the water, it was warm. It was already too late to wait for him any further, so you thought to get ready for bed.

Putting some bath bombs inside, hearing the sizzling of the bath bomb, with the colorful colors diffusing into the water making it look vibrant. Turning off the running water, strip off the clothing on your body. Stepping inside the tub, relaxing your shoulders, and laying your head back.

Parting your legs, allowing your muscles to relax. "Finally" You whispered, closing your eyes and easing your joints. The steam of the water fogged up the mirrors, You laid down in there for an hour, before stepping out and wrapping your wet body with a warm towel. Putting your feet on the fluffy carpet. You did your usual routine changing into a light nightgown that draped your body fully, it was fairly hot today. Getting into your luxurious shared king-sized bed. Closing your eyes, You slipped into the dream world.

Coriolanus stepped onto the porcelain flooring, as it was the large doors were closed by guards. Coriolanus felt pent up from work, walking down to your guy's shared bedrooms. Taking off his shoes and throwing his jacket somewhere else, loosened his tie as he walked to the bedroom. Immediately looking at your peaceful figure on the bed. He found it cute, walking to your side and looking at your calm sleeping face.

He felt ashamed feeling the need for you, your nightgown was skimpy and it was see-through. Exposing every curve of your body and your breasts. His hand touches your face gently. You did stir from that sudden movement. The sudden movement lifted the blanket from your body, making your body more visible to his eyes, making you stir a little bit. His eyes widen at the lack of panties you had, his hands flipping your nightgown over revealing your slit. The cold air makes you almost wake up before he traces your folds making you tense up, your legs locking in his hand. "Haah~" you moan through your lips at the feeling, Before he gently opens your legs, sliding one of his fingers into you, he hears quiet moans from your lips.

Making him more excited, thrusting a few more digits into you, more moans came out of your mouth, as he heard some groaning. Feeling your cunt getting wetter, he felt you tensing up against his finger before he withdrew. Your were deep asleep, rubbing your legs together. Looking at your figure, your body was hot and a blush covered your face, heavy breathing coming from you. "Please–" you murmured out.

He hovered himself above your sleeping form, being careful to not wake you up, playing with his belt slipping off his pants then his boxers. He line himself to your slit, and before thrusting into you, he groaned out in pleasure. He slid into you before his hips collided with yours, your moans becoming louder, "Fuck" he whispered.

Ripping off the top of the nightgown, rolling your nipples with his finger, feeling your nipples getting harder as you got tighter around him. Placing the palm of his hand on the bed, his hips smacking yours, his ball hitting your lower core. Your walls massaged his cock, as he groaned pushing his cock further into you. "Haah~" moans rolling off your tongue, "Corio~" You murmured.

He grabs your thighs and presses them down onto your chest, he gets on top of you, his chest pressing yours, as he thrusts into you, feeling you tighten around him, his ears hearing your heavy breathing.

You woke up almost as soon as he was getting to his climax, "Honey?" your tired eyes looked at him, rubbing your eyes. Your eyes felt heavy, as you moaned. "Fuck, I just really need you" he growled into your ear, moving out and in, before his lips touched yours, in a hot kiss. a string of saliva between both of your lips, looking down at your core, his cock slipping out of you and forceful going back in, making you jolt. "Corio—" you moaned.

His hips smacking onto yours, his hands putting your legs onto your chest, into a better mating press. He looked at your fucked out face, your body feeling ecstasy and pleasure. You felt his pace slowing down, feeling his climax coming in soon, your eyes looking at the messy scene in between your legs. "I'm going to give a little cute baby inside of you" He groaned into your ear, groping your tits.

Realizing your nightgown was gone, your body is unveiled to him. Feeling his hot load painting your gummy walls, he shoved himself into you, fucking the cum into your hole. Your hands gripping the sheets, as you cummed too, feeling a rush of hot liquid dripping out of you. Before he slips out of you, his soft cock is pulled out of you. You missed the warm length inside of you. The erotic scene of your naked exposed body and your pussy dripping from his cum, your dewy, sweaty body, and the ripped fabric around your body.

You were still tired, and weary. You tried to lean onto the headrest but failed, your back laying onto the soft mattress, Looking down at the mess between your legs. Rubbing your eyes, yawning. "Come" You motioned him towards you, patting the side of the bed, "Lay down"

The way you looked made him hard again, the lewd and vulgar scene of your body, white liquid dripping out of your pussy, your breast decorated with little hickies and bites. Bruises and marks on your waist and your hair were a mess. Sounds of panting echoed in the chamber of the room, he obeyed laying next to you still in the nude. He pushed your body close to you, rubbing your waist gently. Feeling him pressed onto your ass. Feeling him close to made you feel safe, his hand secure around you, you felt your eyes drooping down and falling asleep again, with his hands around you.

[apollo1three]

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THIS IS NOT MY WORK, this is archived work from a deactivated tumblr account that i held onto because i thought the writing was amazing.

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cw: contains smut (all)

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Mammon x f!reader

syn: one orgasm is never enough for mammon , he’s greedy for it. well, he’s the avatar of greed after all. he lives up to the name of course, proudly so. ── cw: nsfw (mdni), smut, unprotected sex, creampie, implied multiple orgasms (f & m), overstimulation, pet names (sweetheart, treasure, darling), not proofread.

“ma—ah fuck..! m-mammon, can’t—ngh!” “aah shit..! just one more f’me, my sweetheart.” mammon let out a heated gasp, his rosy lips parted before burying his face in the junction of your neck—soft breaths ghosting over the sensitive skin of your sweaty neck. your vision was met with his snowy strands that your fingers dug into, occasionally tugging at the roots, earning groans from mammon as he ploughs into your cunt.

‘just one more’ you knew that was nothing but a blatant lie, especially coming from the greediest demon himself—it was never just one more when it came to sex, sometimes mammon would go to the extent where both of you were as overstimulated as you could get; silent screams as pleasure took over your bodies, the coil deep in your stomach snapping oh so deliciously that it’s almost painful, and his balls emptying the last bit of load he has after all the rounds.

your head spun, the corners of your teary vision slowly filled with dark spots that disappeared as quickly as they formed. you’ve already came twice around his cock, and you’ve lost count of how many times mammon brought you to your orgasm with his tongue and fingers, so your body was already sensitive to any kind of touch. you could feel your legs trembling as mammon pushed and pulled his hard cock over and over again, the way your walls clamped around his shaft, allowing you to feel every ridge of it. it was sticky, damp, and stuffy. the mixture of your’s and his cum dripped out of your sopping cunt and down to the mattress, creating loud, wet noises that bounced around the walls of his room. mammon’s heavy balls slapped against your sweaty skin, making a sticky mess down where the two of you connected.

his king-sized bed squeaked with each desperate thrust of his hips, the headboard repeatedly hitting the wall as if it was locked in a rhythmic curse. thud. thud. thud. mammon was sure his brothers could hear the deafening thuds of his headboard but he couldn’t care less. another strained groaned left his throat as you scratched your nails down his bare muscled back, your hands running through an evident bump on it—his wings were starting to come out. his horns were also becoming visible, the ebony spirals emerging from his snowy hair.

mammon growled as he felt himself shift into his demon form from the immense pleasure that washed over his whole body. he sunk his teeth into your shoulder, causing pleasurable pain to shoot up to your neck as his canines grew in size. “aah.. mammon..!” “haah! t-that’s it, my treasure.. moan for me.” mammon lifted his head from your neck, an evident deep crimson blush spread on his cheeks as he met your gaze—his pupils were blown with lust, eyes also teary from the never-ending pleasure. fuck, you could stare at his eyes all day; the way his blue irises faded into a golden yellow at the bottom, like the ocean meeting the citrine sky as the sun dips below the horizon.

before you could close your eyes shut from the way mammon’s blunt tip was repeatedly hitting your cervix, you noticed a faint flapping sound over the ringing of your ears—something slicing through the damp atmosphere of the room and blowing hot air. it didn’t take you long to notice the full-grown pair of wings on his back, flapping with every eager thrust of his hips—it’s bat-like structure proudly stretching out to reveal it’s entire length.

the white markings across his tanned torso were now evident too, mammon was in his full demon form. it was always like this with him whenever he reached overstimulation, the immense pleasure his body held was too much that it often resorted to him unintentionally transforming. his wings moved in synched with his hard thrusts, allowing him to pound harder and reach deeper into you. mammon threw his head back, a heated gasp leaving his lips as he felt your walls tighten around him. a small, desperate cry of your name hung in the thick air before he buried his face near your ear once again.

mammon let out shallow pants, incoherent sentences going straight to your left ear; he managed to stutter out a praise, his voice shaky, and breathless from all the fucking he’s doing. the sweet praise went straight to your cunt, and that was all it took for you reach yet another orgasm.

this time it was significantly more intense than the previous ones mammon had given you. your whole body trembled as the coil in the pit of your stomach snapped for the nth time that night, face contorting in raw bliss as your lips parted in a silent scream. mammon didn’t even have to look at your face to know what you looked like as you came, he’s got in engrained in his mind—the way your pretty eyes roll to the back of your head, swollen lips parted, brows tightly knitted together, and tears rolling down your warm cheeks.

the thought of your erotic expression brought mammon to another climax shortly after you. his muscles turned taut, wings stilling in a stretch as he sheathed his cock deep inside you before cumming. he moaned into your sweaty skin, a string of curses leaving his throat as waves of pleasure fully consumed him. the two of you fell into a unison, filling the room with nothing but lewd sounds as your bodies jolted from the after shocks of a mind blowing orgasm. mammon held you tight—his bare chest flush against your own—to keep himself grounded from the immense pleasure.

you didn’t know how he was still able to cum inside you with such volume, given how many times he’s orgasmed already—mammon filled your cunt to the brim, swearing under his breath as a squelching noise came from your cunt, his seed seeping out and dripping down to his balls and the mattress. he gave a few shallow thrusts to ride out both your orgasms before pulling out, a whine coming from you and mammon at the loss of contact—he watched as your hole dripped with his and your cum, biting down at his bottom lip. how filthy.

“i’m far from being done with you..” mammon breathlessly laughed as he saw your eyes fluttering shut. you opened your lids to see that he’s made his way down to the apex of your legs, where all the mess was. “mhm, i’m going to suck this out of you.” he gave an experimental lick at your sensitive cunt, causing you to instinctively attempt to close your legs. mammon held your legs apart and gave you a smirk before diving in—your hands flew to his spiralled horns, gripping them for your dear life as he shoved his tongue inside you.

“just can’t get enough of you, my darlin’..” mammon whispered against your skin. “mhm—aah! y’so greedy, m-mammon.” you moaned. he couldn’t help but snicker at your response, a sense of pride swelling in his chest at the choice of your words.

“now, i’d be worried if i wasn’t.”

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Satan x f!reader

Anon prompt (me!): innocently sucking on Satan's cock like it's your favourite lollipop while he's reading, one hand on his book and the other on stroking your head. "That's my good girl," he says, looking over at your little kitten licks (you can't fit him into your mouth) against the pulsing head before going back to reading. Out of nowhere, after a while, spurts of cum erupt, all the while you clean it all up with a smile on your face.

It is without a doubt that Satan’s favourite pastime is to have his nose stuck in a novel while he gets lost in between pages—the wonders of each inked word on the paper has the fourth born’s undivided attention but Satan enjoys his favourite pastime even more when you’re in between his legs, cock pulled from his pants, and your pillowy lips circling around it—hand pumping the rest of the shaft that couldn’t fit in your mouth. A pang of jealousy blossoms in your chest as your eyes scan his face only to see his emerald ones fixated on the pages before him—moving left to right, left to right, paragraph by paragraph, sentence by sentence. There was no hint of pleasure written on his handsome features; not even a bite of his bottom lip but an evident scarlet blush tinged his cheeks.

You grabbed his attention by moaning around the head of his cock, sending pleasurable vibrations down to his core. Tongue darting out to give kitten licks on his blunt angry tip, and teasing the sensitive slit that oozed with pre-cum. Excitement coursed through your veins as you watched Satan grip the novel in his hand a little tighter—a soft purr leaving your lips as the fourth-born’s free hand languidly strokes your head. You close your eyes as his emerald-painted nails weave through your locks and gently scrape your scalp; his name coming out in a whimper before taking his cock back in your mouth. “Mmm. . That’s my good girl.” Satan moves the novel from his face to hold your lustful gaze, pupils blown with carnal hunger. He tugs on your hair a bit to angle your face up to him before giving you a smug smile—thumb tracing your bottom lip and stroking your bulged cheek. Satan leaves his free hand tangled in your hair before going back to reading the novel before him but this time, he bites his lip, his chest heaves up and down, little grunts rumble from the back of his throat as you suck on his cock with such eagerness. Tongue desperately swirling around the tip, tracing a pulsing vein on the underside of his shaft.

The lewd sounds your mouth makes bounces from wall to wall, mixed with Satan’s soft grunts. The demon before you squirms in his seat, feeling like the velvet couch is about to swallow him whole as waves of pleasure washes over his taut body. Satan lets out a strained grunt, the hand in your hair tugging on your strands as he cums—thick white ribbons of his cum paint your mouth and throat. You moan around his cock as you feel his hot release, one hand trailing down to massage his balls. Satan drops the novel somewhere on the ground—he can pick that up later—to focus on you, one hand gripping the arm rest while the other gently scratches the back of your head and down to your nape as you eagerly swallow down his cum. A loud pop echoes throughout the room when you release his cock, a smile painted on your lips. He mutters a curse under his breath, mind spinning as he sees his cum dribble on the corner of your mouth so Satan does the next best thing: using his thumb to wipe the cum from your face and stick it past your lips. You look up at him with stars in your eyes, tongue keenly lapping up the digit. “So good for me.” He groans before pulling you on his lap, sealing the distance between your faces with a passionate kiss.

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Lucifer x f!reader

Anon prompt: Lucifer's big demon cock leaving an outline every time he thrusts into your poor, abused and weeping human pussy. A little part of him can't help but revel the fact that he's ruined you for any other cock, let alone that of a human.

Lucifer wants to close his eyes shut and relish the way your warm cunt feels around his bare cock; how it’s eagerly sucking him back in for more, more, more; how it’s making such lewd wet sounds every time his hips desperately buck into yours but Lucifer can’t. Lucifer can’t close them because his deep scarlet eyes are fixated on the visible outline on your stomach—the outline of his cock; appearing and disappearing every time he thrusts in and out. The size of it makes Lucifer’s head spin. You’re taking him so well.

Oh if you could only feel the sensation of pride swelling in his chest, the feeling of pure satisfaction blossoming between his ribcage but you don’t need to feel it because Lucifer is staring at your body like it held the stars—his crimson irises held nothing but carnal hunger. Lust. The corners of his lips were curled upwards while he moaned in pure bliss, rough pants in the shape of your name hung in the thick air. “Devilishly beautiful. . Oh, look at you all stretched out because of my cock.” Lucifer gently presses a palm against the imprint of his cock on your stomach which pulls a drawled out moan from you, hands immediately flying around his wrist to grip it.

“You take me so well. . Ruined you so good that no other cock would fill you up like this, hm? I bet no human would be able to.” “Mmm, that’s right because you’re all for me and myself only.” Lucifer’s voice is deep but laced with obvious amusement that it almost sounds scary—the way his voice shakes with pure delight like a madman; so drunk with the view before him, intoxicated by your body. He’s enjoying himself. You can’t even form a coherent sentence from how the tip of his cock kisses your cervix oh so deliciously. The sight before the prideful demon gets him going—he’s the only one who can make you feel like this.

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Satan x f!reader

─ prompt: satan, who whispers romantic love poems directly into your ear with his cock sheathed inside you, deep velvety voice sending shivers down your spine. it would be wholesome, really, if it wasn’t for the sound of loud skin slapping shamelessly bouncing off the walls; if it wasn’t for the tip of his cock angled just right, prodding at your sweet spot that makes you feel at one with the stars.

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height.” satan would confess to you with such tenderness, voice a little shaky but nonetheless, a dulcet tone—a daring contrast from the way his hips desperately rut into your own, driven with absolute carnal hunger as his mind spins from how tight your cunt feels against his bare cock.

you don’t know how satan does it, how his mind is as clear as the ebony skies while yours is beclouded with nothing but lust—the sole doing of the demon above you with lust-filled determination in his emerald eyes. and when you both reach your impending orgasm, oh, he has just the right words for you while you writhe beneath him, shocks of saccharine pleasure electrifying your whole body,

“. . . And say with a fervor born of the South that your body and soul are mine. Clasp me close in your warm young arms, while the pale stars shine above, and we’ll live our whole young lives away in the joys of a living love.” you hear every single purred word that slips past his sinful lips but all you can muster is a broken moan of his name as your eyes roll back in pure bliss. you’ve both never been to heaven but satan knows just how to get you there without having to leave the devildom.

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Lucifer x f!reader

Prompt: Brat tamer Luci!!!! <33333333 Hehehehehe <3333 Luci keeps making you cum over and over again and you try to crawl away as you're in tears and he instantly pulls you back by your ankles and tuts. "No, no, brats don't get any mercy. Now stay where you are and take it." :)

Your bare front flush against the soft mattress; nails digging into the fine fabrics of Lucifer’s sheets; mouth agape while a string of moans in the shape of the prideful demon’s name slip past your lips; shocks of pleasure electrifying every inch of your sensitive body as Lucifer’s hips plough into you without a hint of remorse. You don’t know how many times you came around his cock, essence dripping down your inner thighs and onto the soft mattress beneath, just like the tears coating your heated cheeks. The deafening sound of skin slapping and wet squelches hung in the thick air of Lucifer’s room—punishment. That’s right, you were being punished for your misbehaviour earlier, and he wasn’t going easy on you.

Broken pleas leave your quivering lips, to your dismay it just gets Lucifer going, the way your breathless voice turns into a sweet melody, chanting his name to stop—desperate hands reaching back to grab his hips only to be swatted away. You only had one option. A laugh rumbles from Lucifer’s chest as he watches your naked trembling body attempt to move away from him, arms shaky as you drag yourself along the expanse of his bed. He found you amusing. A warm palm encases your right ankle, and in one swift tug, you’re back to where you started. Lucifer tuts as he hears you whine; the demon presses his bare chest against your naked back, lips dangerously close to your right ear, “You dare try to escape your punishment, brat? There’s no mercy for you. . .”

A shiver runs up your spine, his icy tone making your head spin. You didn’t notice the way Lucifer hauled you up, flush against his chest so that you were now on your knees—one hand playing with your clit, and the other encased around a breast. “. . . Now, this will make you stay here and take it all.” Lucifer nibbled on your lobe, kissing down the side of your neck before inserting his cock inside you. You were completely trapped with his arms securely wrapped around your body, and like he said, your only option is to take it all.

Lucifer hopes you’re in for a long night—well, that doesn’t really matter because he’s going to give it to you over and over again until the only word you know is his name, until his cock his soaked in your cum, until the Sun rises again in the Devildom.

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Diavolo x f!reader

── one of diavolo’s favourite position includes showing his unmatched strength—he’s standing, feet planted on the ground as he carries your whole body while fucking you on his thick cock. diavolo’s hands are flush against the bare skin of your waist, your legs hooked over his forearms, allowing for a deeper penetration that has you rolling your eyes to the back of your head. there’s nothing you can really do apart from digging your nails into his bare shoulders, and crying out his name in pleasure. diavolo loves everything about this position, from the way tears roll down your cheeks, to the way your breasts move with every bounce he gives you. but diavolo’s most favourite thing would be the intimacy during your orgasm—scrambling to wrap your arms around his neck, nails scratching at the expanse of his toned back, and breathy moans ghosting dangerously close to his ear as if trying to keep yourself grounded while your orgasm hits you immensely. diavolo absolutely adores that you require to be as close to his naked body as possible whenever you cum—he makes your climax a little more intimate by topping it off with saccharine praises whispered into your neck while he sucks the supple skin deep crimson and purple.

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Solomon x reader

── solomon loves staining your pact marks with hickies. hues of dark red and purple peppered all over your body where each mark resides. solomon makes sure to give the one over your heart—lucifer’s—a little more attention, more bites, more licks, as if doing so would somehow cause it to disappear and never be seen again. you don’t miss the way solomon’s lips stretch into a taunting smile as his hazel eyes gaze over your body, each sigil stained and wet from his mouth, mocking the seven demons that he’s the only one that belongs to you. no one else.

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Satan x reader

─ satan loves to pepper your palms and wrists with chaste kisses, guiding your hands to cup his cheeks while he admires you—sparkling emeralds holding your gaze. without a doubt he’s chivalrous and polite with how he carries himself around you but he’s also calculated and self-restrained. but oh does restraint consume a lot of willpower; you don’t miss the intent behind each gentle kiss he places against your soft skin, the carnal desire behind it. you don’t miss the way his emerald irises glimmer with a hint of lust. the innocent facade fades once the door to his room is tightly shut and he’s all alone, the righteous mask falls and satan feels almost guilty. almost, because the way he’s touching himself to the mere thought of you is just too intoxicating. blissful. the way his hand pleasures himself, imagining it as your own. he’s not innocent, he wants to ruin you. take you until you’re begging him for mercy, chanting his name like a sinful prayer that mocks the very realm that banished his brothers. take you until the only thing you see are endless pools of emeralds that pull you deeper into bliss. take you until you’re both nothing but moans and whimpers, becoming one as pleasure engulfs your bodies.

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Lucifer x reader

Prompt: good morning!! <3 Thinking about Luci's voice today!! Imagine his deep voice as he's on top of you, pressing soft, warm kisses along your neck, and he's taking his time going soooo slowly, teasing you with the promise of more as his teeth just barely graze along your skin, and you can't help but feel so needy so you beg for more. Of course Lucifer lets out a chuckle at this, his deep voice reverberates against your ear, and he sucks a nice little mark right below your ear. "Mmm, you want more, do you?" He'll say with a smirk, and you can practically hear it within his voice >:I but you nod, and he pulls away from your neck to make eye contact with you and he tilts your chin up, and slowly he leans closer. "If you want more, darling, then I want you to beg." and his voice is so deep and sultry it sends shivers down your spine faarajfhskfhskccb idk a man telling me to beg makes me all giddy hehehehe

no bc i just know he’d try and get you at your limit with all the begging. lucifer would be such a lil shit and go like, “hmm? i can’t hear you..” even though he’s literally centimetres from you. he’d make you beg for him until pride swells in his chest and he feels satisfied with it. but oh lucifer doesn’t disappoint when he finally gives himself to you :>

he’s going to make sure to place his lips just right by your ear as he fucks you all night long to make sure you know who’s dicking you down that good. lucifer never shies away from praises, never. strings of saccharine praises spill from his parted lips, whispered hotly to your ears, causing goosebumps. the best part about it is that lucifer doesn’t stop praising you, even when he’s close to his orgasm. you can hear everything, the little grunts, whines, and pants laced into his praises and it’s the hottest thing ever, “ngh—ah..! you’re taking me so well—fuck..!” just hearing his calm voice turn into a quivering, panting mess makes your eyes roll to the back of your head—especially since its such a rare occurrence hearing him that fucked out.

oh, and when lucifer cums, he starts growling but its not that kind of growl he does when he’s angry, its more of a desperate one—one that’s full of passion and very heated. and fuck, it’s enough to bring you to your own orgasm <3

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Lucifer x reader

prompt: okay OKAY imagine cockwarming lucifer while he gets his work done but it’s his way of punishing you for being so needy and distracting him from the report he’s doing. the thing is, halfway through it, luci starts to deeply regret letting you cockwarm him because he feels like its more of punishing himself with how tight your walls feel around him—he so shameful bc you’re not even clenching or anything, just sitting there and taking your punishment like a good girl. eventually, you notice the way his breathing starts to get uneven, coming out more ragged and harsh; you also start noticing how lucifer ever so slightly ‘adjusts’ himself in his seat but its really just a pathetic excuse of trying to chase some kind of friction because you’re making his head spin. being the prideful individual he is, lucifer doesn’t want to admit how much he wants you fuck you right now because it means that he’s the needy one now BUT the way his fingers tighten around the pen he’s holding blows his cover, nonetheless. SORRY ITS KINDA LONG

bizarrebankai-deactivated202309 answered:

Like !!! This usually doesn't happen !!! But you just look so good and you just feel so good wrapped around him that he can't help himself :(( you look so sweet with your head resting on his shoulder, and your skirt hiked up so he can see himself sheathed inside of you :(( and you just feel sooo soft and warm that he cannot help but feel sooo good inside of you :(((

And !!! When you notice his struggle, you decide to get a little smart with him and you sloooowly start to drag yourself along him to tease him… and when you do, Lucifer's grip on the pen gets so tight that it bends, and he gives you a warning glare like, "don't try me." but 😔 you do. You do try him and you move a bit faster and immediately the pen snaps into two, and his hands immediately grip your hips and he holds you still, telling you to stop or he'll give you an even worse punishment !!! But you retort and whine and whimper, and it's enough to make Lucifer pick you up and pin you down onto the bed so he can fuck you as much as he wants 😔

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Lucifer x f!reader

(cw: somno <3) Moot prompt: Thinking about Luci coming back to his room from a busy day with Diavolo, and he's tired and he sees you so pretty, asleep on his bed, in nothing but a long t-shirt that barely goes past ur ass and a cute pair of panties <333 and he's had such a long day that maybe it wouldn't hurt if he started kissing up along your thighs, and maybe it wouldn't hurt if he started fingering you <33

i just know it drives him absolutely crazy seeing you in his t-shirt, and he hates to admit it that it does because he thinks its silly!! lucifer would definitely help himself to you, gently parting your thighs and giving them open-mouthed kisses which earn a slight whimper from you as you stir in your sleep. he’d also start whispering into your ear as he plays with your now wet folds AGHHHHHH!! luci is such a sucker for whines and whimpers that you make while you’re asleep because it’s so raw and pure, there’s no restraint to it 🧎🏻‍♀️

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THE ACT OF SPITE

SATAN x f! reader MC ft. LUCIFER

syn: the avatar of wrath knows just what would infuriate the prideful demon the most—that is, fucking you against the door to lucifer’s secret office, all while he’s inside it. ── cw: nsfw (mdni), smut, semi-public sex (inside the HoL library), unprotected sex, creampie, masturbation (m), horny luci, satan being a lil shit to lucifer, pet name (darling), not proofread.

this was wrong. sinful. lewd. hell, those words were far beyond what you and satan were doing right this very moment—there weren’t any words to describe how naughty your actions were but with every single thrust of the fourth-born’s hips, those thoughts of hesitancy slowly slipped from your mind. buried with the surge of lust clouding your thoughts as satan’s pace didn’t let up, not even once. his hips pushing into your own with such drive, and desperation that your lower back painfully digs further into the edges of the shelves.

that’s right. you were inside the library, most importantly, your back flush against the door to lucifer’s secret office—satan made sure of it. the worst part wasn’t even having sex in the library, it was the fact that you two were doing it right outside lucifer’s private study while he’s inside. oh, satan has seen the way his eldest brother looks at you with intent. the way lucifer’s scarlet eyes hungrily trace your figure with each opportunity he gets, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s practically eye-fucking you. satan still remembers the swirling storm inside him, the anger that bubbled at the pit of his stomach from the way his older brother eyed you. now, he just can’t help but remind lucifer who you belonged to.

the soft ember glow from the fireplace cast the side of satan’s handsome face, sweat glimmering from the fire, painting the colours of the sunset upon his fair skin—golden hair that stuck to his forehead tinged with streaks of reds and oranges; emerald irises full of lust mixed with a scarlet hue, his features fading into an angry red. wrath. you were sure that’s what he was feeling, he always did. your nails dug into the fabric of his shoulders, legs wrapped around his slender waist tightening with every jolt of your body. “s-satan—ah!” you moaned, heated and desperate just how he liked it. the corner of his mouth tugged upward, satan was sure that your erotic sounds were loud enough to reach the other side of the door. enough to disrupt lucifer from his work.

satan bit his lip from the way you felt around him, your warm walls hugging his cock so tightly, so deliciously that it made his emerald eyes roll to the back of his head. he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer with how you squeezed him, and that was fine but he needed to make the most of it—he needed you to be louder. satan’s nails painfully dug into the edge of the bookshelf, his heavy balls slapping your ass with every thrust of his hips. arousal dripped down to his balls, creating wet noises that filled your ears—a white ring forming at the base of his cock. fuck, it was naughty. the vast library was filled with your’s and satan’s sounds mixed with wet squelches, and the crackling of fire. you didn’t need to worry about being caught by the other brothers; belphegor was up in the attic, fast asleep, and leviathan was having a TSL marathon while the rest of them had gone out, leaving satan and lucifer down here.

thud. thud. thud. the door to lucifer’s secret office cried from satan’s unwavering pace. inside the private study, a blanket of blush covered lucifer’s face, cheeks heating up from the obvious activity happening outside the room. he didn’t know whether to curse his younger brother for vexing him like this, or to feel flustered at the lewd noises coming from your throat—the way you cry out satan’s name every now and then with such desperation, such passion that he almost wished it was his name rolling off your tongue. that he was the one making you feel pleasured. lucifer’s free hand curled into a fist, the papers beneath his palm crinkling at the movement. the tent in his pants grew with every sound you made, erotic images of you clouding his mind; imagining the way your brows furrow in pleasure, lips parted, completely lost in lust.

lucifer’s heart pounded against his chest, the half-done report before him sprawled on his desk, already forgotten. “satan.. what will i do with you..?” his voice was quiet but it seethed with fury. he knew his younger brother disliked him but not to the extent of fucking you right outside his private study. lucifer didn’t exactly know what satan gained from.. this but he wasn’t surprised with how territorial his brother was. especially when it came to you. the thuds of the door mixed with your heated moans engulfed lucifer’s ears. he didn’t even notice his eyes were closed—relishing in your sounds—until he snapped them open, startled from the wooden ink pen breaking in half from the tight grip.

dropping the broken pen on the desk, he leaned back into his chair, placing a forearm atop his closed eyes while the arm other rested on his thigh. it tingled. his palm tingled against his clothed thigh, as if urging him to do something about the growing problem at the apex of his legs—urging him to relieve himself with the help of your sounds. it wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? merely fisting himself at the thought of you wasn’t going to be the most sinful thing he’s done. lucifer had already committed the gravest sin of his life, it led to his downfall. this is nothing.

back in the library, your soft moans didn’t satisfy satan, he needed more from you. removing his hands from the shelf behind you, satan snaked them down to your ass, palms flat against the heated bare skin. a string of loud moans and curses left your parted lips as he bounced you on his cock. “o-oh my—fuck..! aah! just like that, satan!” “y-yeah? you like that?” satan’s lips ghosted over your own before sealing you into a kiss. the kiss was messy, spit coating the corners of your mouths, teeth clashing—he chased your parted lips with every bounce of your body. satan made sure not to swallow your whimpers down, he needed lucifer to hear how good he’s making you feel. he needed lucifer to know that he’s the only one who can make you moan like this.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, bottom lip trapped between your teeth from bliss. the slight change in angle enabled his cock to reach much deeper into you, allowing you to feel every ridge when you clenched around him. satan’s cock had a slight curve to it, and the way it repeatedly hit your cervix over and over again made it more pleasurable—sending electrifying shocks up your spine. goosebumps formed under the fourth-born’s lips as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, and down the side of your sweaty neck—sucking and biting at the supple skin, leaving a hues of dark red and purple. satan marvelled at the masterpiece peppered on your skin before licking a long, flat stripe up your neck and nibbling at the lobe of your ear.

he didn’t shy away from groaning directly into your ear, harsh pants escaping his parted lips, mixed with broken endless praises. satan knew the effect his voice had on you, especially when he sung praises to you—he didn’t miss the way you squeezed around him with every praise muttered into your ear. satan cursed at the pleasure, a heated gasp and a desperate whisper of your name coming from him. this spurred him on, harshly bouncing you on his cock with all his strength—you swear he’s about to leave handprints on your ass with how hard he’s gripping them.

it was getting too much, you could feel the coil deep in your stomach beginning to unravel. your body grew limp from pleasure, simply leaning onto satan’s front and letting him have his way with you. all you could really do was cry out his name and run your nails down his clothed back. satan groaned, relishing at the way your moans travelled straight to his ear—specs of white slowly clouded his vision, and his fingers dug into the supple flesh of your ass. he was close. “s-satan—ngh! fuck fuck fuck! ‘m cumming!” broken shallow pants left your lips. holding his emerald gaze, lids heavy with lust, “that’s it—haah! let go for me, my darling.” satan breathed out, knees buckling from pleasure. he was close too.

leaning against the other side of the door was lucifer, pants unbuttoned, and pulled down just enough to take his cock out. his wrist between was between his teeth to muffle moans as he fisted his cock to your sounds. it was heavenly, even the angels up at the celestial realm couldn’t compare to the way your voice sounded. he let out harsh breaths, each one shaky from how his fingers curled around his hard cock. lucifer teased the sensitive slit with his thumb, knees almost giving in from the immense pleasure. with his back against the door, he could hear things much better—the skin slapping, the wet noises, the heated gasps, all of it. how lewd but lucifer didn’t care, he had one thing in mind: cumming. he sped up the pace, synching it with your shallow pants and hoping to reach his orgasm the same time as you.

both of you sung in unison, cries of pleasure filling the entire library as you reached your orgasm. your legs tightened around satan’s waist, every muscle in your body turning taut as shocks of hot, white pleasure ran throughout your body, making your toes curl. satan let out one last cry of your name before sheathing his cock deep inside you and letting go—thick ribbons of white shamelessly painting your insides as he came. he rode our both your orgasm by giving you shallow thrusts, fucking his cum deeper, and earning a small whimper from you.

lucifer couldn’t believe himself—he came to the sound of you desperately moaning his younger brother’s name. white, hot liquid dripped to his digits and down to his wrist; chest heaving up and down, attempting to catch his breath. lucifer stayed that way for a while, leaning against the door to try and compose himself as his head spun with pleasure. his lust-clouded mind soon cleared, pleasure that coursed through his body faded into fury. he was seething with rage—enough for satan to smell the scent of wrath. his brother dared to disrespect his private space, not only that but also by performing such a brazen act.

he knew. lucifer knew this was just to spite him, that was part of satan’s personality—to defy, and vex him. it was fine, he handled everything satan threw his way but using you? oh, that’s a whole different story. lucifer felt like satan has got him wrapped around his finger with how he practically jumped at the opportunity to fist himself to your sounds. it mocked him—putting him in his place, and letting him know that he was never going to experience the pleasure of being inside you because you were satan’s.

satan smirked into the kiss as he caught a whiff of the familiar smell that emanated from the other side of the door—the smell of wrath. the essence that he was more than familiar with; the essence that embodied his very own existence. pulling away from the kiss, his emerald eyes traced your features, giving your sweaty forehead a chaste kiss, “you did so well.” satan breathed, eyes glimmering with adoration. you didn’t miss the hint of mischief behind it, though.

but before you could reply, satan parted his lips to speak once again, a smug look on his handsome face,

“isn’t that right, lucifer?”

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Lucifer x f!reader

── lucifer can’t help but become flustered at your reply when he had asked if you were going to buy the tube of lipstick you were admiring—deep shade of crimson red in all its glory, contained in a small glimmering glass tube. “yes, it has the same shade of red as your irises” he still remembers the way you looked at him with such eagerness. that was only a minute ago. now, lucifer can’t shake the uncomfortable stir in his slacks because all he’s thinking about are your lips. your lips wrapped around his cock while wearing that sinful shade—the one that reminded you of his eyes. he mentally curses himself for thinking such lewd thoughts but those were cut short when the image of your scarlet-stained lips clouded his mind once again, desperately sucking on his tip. maybe he’ll make you wear that lipstick later tonight, to test it out.

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Lucifer x f!reader

cw: f! reader. nsfw (mdni), light smut (dry humping), luci being touchy and needy, neck kisses syn: lucifer gets a little too needy in the middle of doing some paper work.

tonight was supposed to be boring and monotonous—volunteering to help lucifer with the mountain of endless papers stacked on his desk to ease his job a bit, so why were lucifer’s lips all over you? hot, open-mouthed kisses trailing from your jaw and down to the side of your neck, raising goosebumps along the way. “f-fuck.. luci—mhm..! focus, please.” a breathless whine escaping your parted lips as he licked a long stripe up your neck. lucifer was ravenous, he extended his torso from the chair he sat on to bury his face in your neck; scattered papers before him were long forgotten, his hand around your nape instead of the wooden fountain pen.

the prideful demon only gave you a grunt, pulling your body closer to his, the armrest almost painfully digging on your side from lucifer’s eagerness. you were sure the pen you held was about to snap from the way your fingers curled around it, knuckles turning white. “l-lucifer.. aah.. didn’t you say you needed these done by first light?” your free hand balled into a fist as he kissed a sensitive spot once, twice, thrice, enough for an intense shiver to run along your spine.

lucifer pulled away from your neck, lips parted to let out soft pants, lids heavy from his lustful crimson gaze. “your words contradict your actions. telling me to focus yet you’re the one craning your neck to expose more skin for me.” the heat in your cheeks spread down to your chest at his words, you didn’t miss the way the corner of his lips tugged upwards. you fell silent at that, embarrassed that lucifer noticed your desperation as well.

two taps on his thigh, “come here.” you didn’t have to be told twice. getting up from your seat, legs instantly parting to straddle his lap. a small whine spilled from your throat at the way your clothed clit rubbed against the tent in his pants. you blamed your eagerness. “devilishly beautiful.” lucifer whispered, the tip of his index finger tracing the ragged edges of the bruises peppered along your supple skin. you leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering shut at the way his finger ghosted over your warm skin. lucifer wasted no time to seal your lips together in a sensual kiss, taking his time to savour the taste of your soft lips—moving them slowly, and pressed his face closer to your own.

as his hands found its way to your ass, yours wrapped loosely around his neck, playing at the onyx strands along his nape. lucifer swallowed your wanton moan, shoving his tongue past your lips as he rocked your lower half back and forth along his hard cock. pulling away from the kiss, you buried your face at the junction of his neck, soft pants coming from you as lucifer stimulated your clothed clit. the demon beneath you bucked his up just enough to put more pressure on your cunt, earning a loud whine from you.

“look at me.” his tone shouldn’t have turned you on like that—saccharine yet demanding which had you disappointingly clenching around nothing. you did as lucifer said, lifiting your face from his neck and meeting his crimson gaze from under your lashes. this was something lucifer deeply appreciated, the intimacy, the sensuality, and the gentleness of everything. he adored holding your lustful gaze while you performed such lewd acts against his clothed cock—the way your swollen lips ever so slightly part to let out soft, desperate pants as your face contorted in pure bliss.

lucifer cupped your cheek with a large palm, softly caressing the heated skin with his thumb before inserting it in your mouth. as if on instinct, your lips immediately moulded around the base of his digit, eagerly sucking and swirling your tongue around as if it were lucifer’s cock. “good girl..” his breathless praise had you clenching around nothing yet again.

sounds of heavy panting bounced around the walls of lucifer’s private study, filling the room with a thick tension that hung in the air—full of carnal desire. the papers could wait for the meantime because right now, there was only one thing in his mind—to pleasure you, and lucifer is a man of his word. rightfully so. he’d rather spent the night exploring your beautiful body with heated kisses, leaving no part untouched by his soft lips.

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Lucifer x f!reader

─ lucifer shows the most restraint out of all seven brothers due to the shadow, known as his reputation. though, that’s just a facade lucifer dons whenever he’s around people, almost like a second skin. oh but whenever he’s alone in his private office, restraint isn’t in his vocabulary anymore, no. the way lucifer desperately fists his hard cock at the mere thought of you says it all, his long fingers curling around his shaft to squeeze it just like how he thinks your pretty cunt would. how he shamelessly throws his head back in pure pleasure, brazenly chanting out your name in loud, throaty groans as if to summon you, who is responsible for all his pent up sexual frustration. what would you think if you saw him like this? his onyx strands completely dishevelled, crimson tie hanging loosely around his neck, hips eagerly bucking up to his hand. would you help him if you saw him like this?—run the tip of your tongue along his sensitive slit? wrap your lips around his cock? take the entirety of his length? or would you let him have his way with you? lucifer almost feels shameful for thinking about you in such a lewd manner but he’s far from holy.

[moe-moe-kyun]

Malicious Compliance- Throw in the Towel

Synopsis: A different ending for my fic 'Malicious Compliance,' where things get a lil hot n heavy ;)

Tags/Warnings: Explicit, smut, nudity, lucifer x reader, gender neutral reader, reader receiving, bottom lucifer, pet names (good boy, baby), i like my men desperate and submissive

Minors DNI!!!!!!

Notes: uhhh first time writing smut. i try not to describe readers sex characteristics in depth. not proofread and not the best but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

'They've known what they were doing this entire time,' the realization hits him as you slide farther back onto his lap. Lucifer's hands grip the armrests so hard his knuckles turn white.

The coy smile spreads greater across your face when your ass comes in contact with Lucifer's dick practically twitching in its confines. Just when it seemed you were about to grind against him, you stood. Relief flooded Lucifer's veins. How embarrassing this situation was- he prayed you would leave him with a shred of dignity and not acknowledge his arousal.

Unfortunately for him, your plans were much the opposite. You turned and positioned yourself to straddle the demon's lap. You kept your eyes on Lucifer's face even as the towel around your waist came undone and slid to the floor with a muffled crumpling. His blush deepened but he maintained eye contact.

Lucifer moved to stand, to remove you from your seat on his lap, to do something, but was halted in his tracks as you gently pushed him back against the seat.

"If you want me to get up, you have to ask nicely." Your voice was soft yet firm, and your demon clearly didn't know how to react. You watched his brain short circuit in real time and felt his cock jump against where it came into contact with your groin.

You provided him a moment of silence before speaking again, grabbing his chin to ensure he was looking you in the eye as you did so. "You also have to ask nicely if you want me to do anything else," smile continuing to bleed through your voice. Oh, to have the most powerful avatar of sin a blushing mess underneath you. It was truly a beautiful feeling.

"So? Do you have anything to say?"

"I- Please," Lucifer's voice had gained that desperate lilt. 'So pretty,' you thought.

At his plea you began grinding against his clothed erection, pulling sweet little moans from his lips. You bent down and left open mouthed kisses against his neck, unbuttoning his shirt just enough to expose his pectorals.

"Haah~" he moaned when you pinched a nipple, rubbing it between your thumb and forefinger.

You paused in your ministrations against his neck. "Good boy, Lucifer. You wanna start preppin' me, baby?"

Lucifer nodded, and you brought his fingers to your mouth and began to suck on them. Once thoroughly lubed with your spit, you released them for Lucifer to use on your hole. He started with one digit, gently pumping in and out as you ground down against his hand.

"Just like that," you whispered encouragement into his ear, small moans and panted breaths excaping your throat as he inserted a second, scissoring them to stretch you out.

You undid his belt, then the button and zipper, finally freeing his dick from his pants. It was red and swollen, weeping precum from how desperate you made him.

"So pretty for me, are you ready?" you asked, pumping him a few times to coat him with his arousal.

"Fuck- yes, MC," Lucifer was practically incoherent, and you hadn't even fucked him properly yet. 'Damn, how long's it been since he got laid?' you wondered.

With permission stated, you slid yourself down on his cock, both of you gasping at the sensation. Fuck, he filled you so nicely. You paused for a moment as you bottomed out, giving your demon a final chance to collect himself before you began bouncing vigorously on top of him.

Lucifer's hips bucked up into yours as you rode him, groans and moans coming from his lips as his head fell back against the chair.

"No," you pushed him down, "I'll tell you when you can fuck into me." He shut his eyes at the command, concentrating on keeping his own hips still as you continued chasing your own high atop the Morningstar. You kissed him, biting on his bottom lip to seek entrance, pushing your tongue into his mouth as reward for following orders.

It didn't take long for your legs to tire, your human stamina almost nothing compared to that of an ancient being. "Okay, baby, you can move," your words were gentle but halting as they stuttered with your breath.

Lucifer, ever your obedient demon, was quick to begin moving in time with the rhythm you had set. You moved in tandem, sucking on his neck and toying with his nipples as his cock slid in and out of your soaking hole.

The pleasure mounted, and you felt the coil deep in your stomach tighten. "Luci, 'm close," you murmured amongst pants and moans.

"Ah, MC, same, 'm gonna-"

"Cum with me, please, baby," and you clenched around him, eyes rolling back in your skull at the intensity of the orgasm. Lucifer came in time, cock shooting thick ropes of semen into you as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

You rode out the orgasm, movements slowing as your breathing slowly came back to normal. Lucifer sat below, placing gentle kisses against your shoulder in between shuddering breaths, your hand tracing patterns against his back. The blissful silence continued, Lucifer cuddling into you even as his dick softened and slid out of you.

You spoke eventually, his quiet starting to concern. "Lucifer, are you okay?"

He simply nodded in response, a contented sigh escaping against your skin. You smiled, bringing your hand up to pet his head, a sweet whisper of 'good boy' parting your lips.

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Galileo Galilei Birthday Story

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies.

Not proofread.

I brought Mitsuki from the flower field back to our hotel room. 

When we arrived, I laid her gently on the bed, brushing her lips softly with mine.

Mitsuki: "Mmm... ah..."

Galileo: "Ah, Mitsuki."

Impatient, I let my cape slide to the floor and loosened my collar. 

Even through her clothing, I could feel her soft curves and savored the sensation as my hand found the buttons on her blouse.

Mitsuki: "Ah…"

As I slid my lips down to her bare chest, she gripped my shirt tightly with both hands.

Mitsuki: "Galileo, please..."

Galileo: ".........."

She looked up at me with lustful eyes and flushed cheeks, making me swallow hard.

Galileo: "I never expected you to make me feel this way."

Mitsuki: "That's… ah, mm…"

After softly kissing her nipple, I removed my shirt, letting everything that covered me fall away.

(I felt grateful that you understood the meaning behind my words.)

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Mitsuki: "Galileo, you said it before, right?"

Mitsuki: "That we can take our time and get to know each other little by little."

Mitsuki: "So it's okay. When you're ready to talk, whenever that may be, I'll be here."

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(My heart felt so warm and full after hearing those words.)

Galileo: "I guess I also need to learn how you like to be touched."

Mitsuki: "Don't look at me that much."

Mitsuki began to sweat as I traced my tongue and hands over her, searching for her most sensitive spots.

Then, as I reached her wet center, I slowly parted her legs and slid my fingers in deeply.

Mitsuki: "Ah, Galileo!"

(She's already melting so much.)

As her skin began to flush a delicate pink with the warmth building inside her, Mitsuki looked up with an enraptured expression.

Mitsuki: "Today is your special day, so I want to feel you even more."

Galileo: "If you say that, I won't be able to hold back."

Mitsuki: "Ahh!"

Galileo: "Haah…"

Unable to hold back, I penetrated her, releasing a painful yet heated sigh.

Holding Mitsuki close, I embraced her tightly—not a single gap between us.

Galileo: "You should feel me deeper. I'll keep you like this all night."

As she returned my embrace, I pressed my lips to hers and gently rocked our bodies together, exploring her delightful spots.

The more I loved her, the more my exploration continued, driven by our longing for one another.

After we loved each other to the point of exhaustion, I held her as she dozed off in my arms.

I leaned back against the bed, and my gaze fell on the leftover schiacchiata on the table.

(That reminds me, my father once told me something.)

The nostalgic taste of my hometown stirred distant memories within me.

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Galileo's father: "Galileo, you're a man of few words and can easily be misunderstood, so you need to express everything clearly in words."

Galileo's father: "Especially to those you hold dear."

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(Someone I hold dear, huh?)

As I gazed down at the beloved figure sleeping peacefully in my arms, I thought to myself:

(Should I put that silly secret into words?)

I found myself thinking that quite naturally.

(I'm still a bit hesitant to spill the shameful truth, but...)

Once that option crossed my mind, my curiosity about how she would react made my heart race.

(I can surely think this way because I'm convinced that you'll accept me no matter what.)

(The reason I can trust you so deeply is because you always face me honestly, Mitsuki.)

Galileo: "It's only you."

Mitsuki: "Mm. Galileo?"

Her eyelids gently opened and she looked up at me.

Galileo: "You're awake."

Then, without delay,

Galileo: "Mitsuki, there's something I want to tell you."

Mitsuki: "Hehe, I see. So that's what it was."

As I revealed my secret, just as I expected, Mitsuki accepted it with a smile.

Galileo: "Mitsuki."

Galileo: "It's about my past, family, and friends."

Mitsuki: "-----!"

Galileo: "When I talk about my memories with them, I inevitably recall not just the happy times but also the painful experiences."

Galileo: "That's why I haven't been able to speak much about it until now."

Mitsuki: "Galileo."

Galileo: "But little by little, I want to tell you. I want you to hear it."

She reached out to me, gently touching my left chest with her fingertips.

Mitsuki: "Yes, of course. Please tell me. I want to hear all of your heartaches and happy memories."

(Mitsuki.)

My love for her overflowed endlessly, igniting my passion once more.

Galileo: "Yeah, I'll expose everything with my body and heart."

Galileo: "I will always pursue the truth with your eyes."

I took her small hand that had been resting on my chest and pinned her gently back onto the sheets.

Mitsuki: "Yes. I won't look away from you, no matter what."

True to her words, she looked straight up at me, her expression softening into a warm smile.

(If you always smile like that whenever I reveal my true feelings, then I'll keep putting them into words.)

To you, whom I cherish more than anyone else.

Galileo: "I love you, Mitsuki."

I pressed a small kiss on the inside of her wrist, signaling the start of another passionate night.

Part 1 ╎ Part 2 ╎ Epilogue

[ilovealexisness]

I'm so sorry for being inactive 😭 school is horrible. Have some sub Nagi to make up for it♥︎

Not proofread

Contains:handjobs(m receiving), gn reader, mentions of edging,pathnames (baby, used once at the end)

Nagi was sitting in front of you, fully naked with this throbbing cock out on display for you. You sat in front of him and kissed his neck and jawline as he grew more and more impatient. "Such a pain.. just touch me already" he said with lidded eyes and a slightly groggy tone. And so you did, grabbing the lube that sat beside you and squeezing a generous amount on your hand. You gently wrapped your hands around the base of his cock, slowly draging your hand up and down his length. He whined, bucking his hips up as he yearned for more friction. You stroked your hand up and down faster to match the pace of this thrusts, rubbing your thumb on the tip of his cock as you did so. Pre-cum dripped down onto your fingers and his breathing picked up. His face tinted with a pinkish blush that was also on the rest of his body. He looked at you, tearing up from the overwhelming pleasure. "Please- haah~ please let me cum-" he moaned, thrusts getting sloppiler as he felt a familiar knot twist in his stomach. Just as that knot started to twist you pulled your hand up, leaving him without his sweet release. "Nonononono- please pleaseee~ please let me cum~" he whined bucking his hips against nothing but empty air. "Not yet baby~ just a little longer"♡

I'm sorry if it's a bit short, I wrote this at 5am😭😭

[lilpotatjj]

Imagine the reader has an acting job on a film and finds out that they are going to be working with Bella ramsey (who they have had a crush on for ages) and then meets Bella snd finds out that they basically both like each other. Then, after shooting they both go to Bella’s house and have s*x but it’s the readers first time with a girl!

A/N: writing readers first time with a girl is rly cute. I also don't have any experience in making out with a girl. I just wish I could tell my Co Worker, which funfact looks a lot like Bella,that I really like her...welp Idk🤣 sooooo...hope you like it and thank u for ur request sweety <33

Warning: Scissoring, pet names, fingering, Bella being waaay to cute, fluff, kissing. so if u don't wanna read that filthy smut feel free to ignore😇

Wordcount: 1,3k

Proofread: nope (only had 30min to write that lol)

Masterlist

♡Crazy feelings♡ (18+)

Lying in bed with someone you never thought you would ever talk to. Naked.....to each other and completely caught off guard.

Yup...

You...

You and...bella?

You and bella!

Yes. It wasn't planned to end like this. But when is anything ever planned?

You are dead tired because it is the middle of the night. A new co-worker is about to arrive, with whom you have a few scenes together. You sip your 5th coffee and spit it right back out when you see who's coming on set.

The Lady of Bear Island, but she is all grown up.

Bella Ramsey is your partner for the rest of the shooting? That's a joke....but you don't feel like laughing because she's what's called an addict. For years now you've been following her projects and trying to stay on top of them.

"Morning" she says, cuddling everyone she already knows. To those she sees for the first time she shakes hands a bit shyly.

"Haah...?" The only thing that comes out of your mouth as Bella shakes your hand. Really?

Get a grip Y/N

"Oh agh..sorry I'm Y/N, nice to finally meet you in person! I mean here on set!" You're totally flummoxed and look down in embarrassment. Bella has to laugh lightly...another one of her super cute giggles.

Shit...now you have to stay calm while working too. This will be pretty hard.

"You're cute" she says dryly without batting an eye. Wait what? Eeeeh.....ok. shit starts getting real.

Days go by and you two get along great. You try not to let anything show, but you have to look at her all the time. Bella doesn't miss that and often stares back cheekily.

"What...? Are you my hardcore fan?"

"And if so?" Yup you just said that out loud.

Fuck

Bella stares at you and actually got red cheeks this time. Now she's the speechless one.

"Maybe I would like that" her eyes are only on you now.

"Because of you, I can never think clearly on the set."

"Maybe that was my goal from the beginning..." she comes menacingly close, making your breath catch. She kisses you carefully to test if you want it as much as she does.

You can't believe what's happening here and despite a brief hesitation you go in for her kiss. Damn, she's driving you crazy and your break is about to end.

"You are so damn cute. I've felt that since the first time we met."

"Wow...I wouldn't-..I...Me? I've never thought that" you look at her in amazement and Bella finds it hard to pull herself together.

"Are you ok...?" You look at her worriedly.

"Yes...you are just too cute...I just want to go to my place and spend time with you"

"Ok....I'll handle it" you clarify with the film director that you can get a break for today, as if Bella wouldn't feel well and together you go to Bella.

"It's really nice here" you look around relaxed.

"Yes, thank you. I'm lucky that the location is not far away from set" Bella throws herself on the couch and takes a deep breath. "Do you want to join me?" She looks at you with hopeful eyes.

"Ok...I'd love to" you are a little unsure. You've never done all this with a girl before. There were the last two guys...but they were never serious. Bella seems very sweet so far.

"I don't know how long I've liked you..but you're even better in person. Really sweet and so open. I really really like you" you sit next to her.

Bella smiles her cutest smile as she looks at you happily. This time you come closer to her and try to get your heartbeat under control. You hesitate but Bella carefully closes the gap between you and her soft lips touch yours.

A kiss, as if both of you are afraid to go too far, to let it get out of hand, but there is this desire. It bubbles deep inside you. The curiosity how it is to go further with a girl.

A slight sigh bursts out of you, unintentionally. Bella sets down briefly and kisses you again only to take your face in her hands. More demanding and greedy, Bella's breathing accelerates. She also has difficulty holding back.

"W...wait..." you look at her. "I've never done this with a girl before...I have no idea how it works".

"Ah don't worry there's no manual for that" she giggles and kisses your neck softly and nibbles it here and there. You bite your lower lip and hesitate to let go.

"It's ok...I'll guide you. I'll show you how it's done. And if you want to stop then just say"

Bella means it lovingly serious. You nod and kiss again, this time more lustfully and your adrenaline means it too good for you. You are totally excited.

After all, she's not just any girl, it's Bella. She rubs her hips against your sensitive spot, which makes you moan softly.

"I'm getting undressed ok?" She stands up and undresses one by one, your blood pressure rising rapidly. Damn your breathing is so fast, you'd think you're having a panic attack.

She just kisses you again to calm you down, which also works quite well because the desire for more grows in you.

This time you're the one pushing your hips against Bella.

"let me undress you" she speaks between kisses and you let her do it.

The kiss gets wilder, the feelings completely overwhelming. When you are also undressed, Bella slowly lies down on you, rubs her pussy against yours and you can feel how wet she is already.

Wet sounds can be heard which only drives you even more crazy. Bella which soft moans let you join in and you can't hold back any longer.

"feels...so good..that's crazy..." you're already tingling, realizing far too quickly how you're approaching your climax.

"just let it come to you...it's ok" she kisses you on the neck and shoulder which is enough to make you overshoot the mark too fast. You hide your face while moaning into her shoulder.

"nah you sound so pretty darling"

Almost annoyed that you cum too quickly, you are completely out of breath.

"I'm not done with you yet" you look at her in surprise and startle when she suddenly starts kissing your folds, licking up all your juice. You claw into her hair and tilt your head back, moaning to yourself.

"someone's still electrified" your cunt is still throbbing and every touch of Bella doesn't make it any better.

"I'm going to stick a finger in" She looks up at you and scrutinizes you as she sticks her finger inside you. You moan, completely lost, but you put your hand over your mouth in shock.

"ah come on baby, I want to hear your beautiful voice" she holds still and you press against her finger to absorb even more of the incredible feeling. She moves it slowly and can't help but smile cheekily. "That's a good girl, keep moaning...all just for me"

A second finger penetrates you, which makes the tingling even stronger. She clearly feels how your pussy around your finger clenching.

"I'm so close pleeease...don't stop" you moan almost in desperation.

"Come on baby, come all for me!" her other hand wanders to your chest, caressing it and she accelerating her movements which makes you a moaning mess.

Your cunt pulsates around her fingers as you cum for the second time. when you calm down a little she pulls out her fingers and licks them off.

"thats way better...as with boys" you say out of breath, still shaky.

"sounds good" she smiles playfully cheeky and kisses you tenderly.

"Next time...I wanna make you happy"

"Sure"

"Your to cute I can't believe it"

"Stop it" she looks cheekily.

"Nope, never"

[taiyaki-translations]

Autumn Cafeteria - Fall for All 6

Season: Autumn Characters: Shu, Tsumugi Translator: taiyaki-translations Proofreader: raspberrytls

Tsumugi: —So, our main goal is to keep the café as a place that can offer round bread. However…

Shu: ……? Is there another problem?

Tsumugi: Yeah, you can even call it the fundamental problem. These idols are new and unknown to the public, so we don’t know how much appeal they will have.

Our first move is key, so I wish we had a good countermeasure in place. Hmm…

…….

Ahaha. I can’t think of anything ♪

Shu: Is this really a laughing matter?

Tsumugi: Now, now. Hopefully a good idea will pop up soon—

By the way, how is the costume design coming along, Shu-kun?

Shu: It's almost done. I'm going to let it sit overnight and add some more to it, though. 

Tsumugi: Let’s see…

Wah. As expected of Shu-kun, you have good taste~♪

Shu: Hm, that’s a boring impression. Like me, you are in charge of making costumes for your unit, so please give me at least one constructive opinion.

Tsumugi: Even if you say that, even with a quick glance, it looks perfect.

The long length of the jacket, which would usually restrict movement, has deep slits to make it easier to move around in.

Most importantly, it matches the atmosphere of the store very well. Changing the color of the shoes to match the employees is also quite fashionable~

…Ah.

Shu: Hm? What’s the matter?

Tsumugi: Um. The specifications for fabrics and accessories you wrote are very detailed. Do we have to match them to a tee?

I'm just guessing, but knowing you,  I think all of the materials are going to end up being very expensive…

Shu: Hmph, I don't use inexpensive materials. The cheaper the fabric is, the cheaper the overall outfit will look.

Tsumugi: I guess that’s true~.... Well, I don’t want to make you compromise your vision. You put in all this effort on our behalf, after all.

It would be nice if a generous sponsor conveniently appeared to drop some money into our laps. But reality doesn’t work that way.

...Even if we're only in charge of promotion, the overall cost of this is going to be quite high.

Suou-kun, who is in the same agency as me, might be willing to lower his fee if I negotiate with him. But that won't work for Shu-kun and Yuta-kun from CosPro and Koga-kun from Rhythm Link.

On the other hand, it’ll be a leap of faith if we just leave it to new idols…

…….

Ah, maybe…

Shu: ? What are you looking up on your phone?

Tsumugi: —Fufu, as I thought.

Shu-kun, form a unit with me.

Shu: …Haah?

What are you talking about? My partner cannot be anyone but Kagehira.

Tsumugi: Ah, you misunderstood because I didn't use the right words. What I meant to say was "us”, as in the five of us: myself, Shu-kun, Suou-kun, Koga-kun, and Yuta-kun.

You might have heard, but there’s a cross-agency project that the P-Association created called “Shuffle Units.” Fortunately, none of us five have been selected for one yet.

We need to approach the P-Association about it, but once we get their approval, we can work together beyond the boundaries of agencies.

From what I've seen of past projects, the budget is pretty generous. I’ll start writing the proposal right away~

Shu: Mhm. You're good at that sort of thing, so I'll leave it to you.

…….

Even though you used to frequent that café too, unlike me, you felt it was inevitable that it would close.

What made you have a change of heart?

Tsumugi: Hmm~? I don't know if I had a change of heart necessarily, but I thought, "If I'm going to repay Shu-kun, this is the right time.”

You see, you helped us out when "Switch" was stranded on that southern island, didn't you? I wanted to express my gratitude for that time. (1)

Shu: Hmph. I only saved the boy and Chibisuke. You were just a bonus.

Tsumugi: Wah, you said it again~♪

Shu: You’re obviously being treated coldly, so don’t look so happy.

Tsumugi: Well, it's not like I'm happy, it's just that Natsume-kun often picks on me, so maybe I’ve developed a tolerance.

Though in his case, he's more likely to resort to violence~ 

Anyway, I'm grateful to you, Shu-kun. If you hadn’t come across us then, we would have been forced to live a life of survival.

If we couldn’t get on that ship—if we didn’t get that job on stage as the opening act in the show—we would have ended up with bitter memories.

Thank you so much, Shu-kun.

Shu: ……

Tsumugi: Actually, I wanted to repay you sooner, but~

Shu-kun is away from Japan a lot, and since you’re already a proper adult, you can take care of yourself, right? 

A lot of time has passed since then, so I’m sorry this is so late. But I’m happy I’ll finally be able to repay that debt ♪

Shu: ...It's still too early for you to say that. It's uncertain at the moment if the café will survive.

Tsumugi: Fufu. That's true, I haven't even drafted the proposal yet.

Let's do our best to avoid making any bitter autumn memories...♪

Translation Notes: 1. Referring to the story Cruise.

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[twilightmalachite]

Cruise - Survival 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Natsume, Sora, Tsumugi

Translator: Mika Enstars

Proofers: rui

"…Now, how does Sora build a house?"

Season: Summer

Location: Tropical Island Sandy Beach

⚠️ This chapter is not yet JP Proofread!

Natsume: …SiGH.

I'm at a loSS, there's really nothing we can dO. At minimUM, I’llcontact ES and have them come collect us as soon as possibLE. FortunateLY, my smartphone seems to have signAL.

Tsumugi: Ah, yes, you're right. Let's contact our agency as soon as possible.

And also… Before the sun sets, it’d be in our best interest to put together a place where we can rest for the time being, right?

Sora: Hmm? Why? Aren't we going to get picked up?

Tsumugi: We are. But even if we contact ES now and their rescue team hurries on over, it'd take at least three days, or even a week, depending on the policies and procedures.

In situations like this, it's better to assume and prepare for the worst-case scenario.

Sora: Haha~! Understood! Sora will do his best, then! How can he help?

Tsumugi: Let's establish the bare necessities and divide it between ourselves. Fufu, Sora-kun's positive attitude sure does save us. Right, Natsume-kun?

Natsume: ……

Tsumugi: Natsume-kun?

Sora: ? Shisho~? Is Shisho~ okay?

Tsumugi: Are you tired? In that case, please go rest in the shade, Natsume-kun. We can take care of the rest.

Natsume: No, it's okAY. The heat's just making me a bit tirED… I'm alrigHT, and I'll help out tOO.

Tsumugi: Hmm… If you say so. But if you ever feel you're not, please take a break, okay?

Alright, let's split the work…

Sora: HiHi~! Alright, Sora's going to work hard to build a house!

……

…Now, how does Sora build a house?

Hmm~, Sora's stumped~. He isn't a carpenter, so he has no house-building experience. Ummm~…?

Ah, got it! First, he has to figure out the floor plan~. Sora can draw on the beach with this wooden stick! ☆

HuHu~, then if he stacks big stones up like bricks along the lines, he can make walls~!

So if Sora does that… From here~… to over here will be the living room we can all gather ‘round in~…

And here's the kitchen~… Where should Shisho~, Senpai, and Sora's room be? Hmm~, this is hard~…

Tsumugi: Let's see… Ah, this block of wood seems to be dry, just right. Now I just need a thin wooden stick… Oh, this one here should do.

Hmm~… I've seen them do it on TV, but is it really possible to start a fire like this…?

Well, might as well give it a try.

Thirty minutes later…

Tsumugi: Haah… Hah…!

I can't do it…! Not a single puff of smoke! How in the world did our ancestors go about starting fires!?

Hah~… I guess I really am too old for this, huh~? My arms are heavy from fatigue.

Ugh… And on top of that I'm sticky and uncomfortable…

Ah, ow! Sweat got in my eyes…!

How come it has to sting so badly? …This is no good, let's take a small break.

…Hm? Oh, it's a little crab.

Fufu, the little white pattern across its red body reminds me of Natsume-kun~. I feel a sense of kinship. Nice to meet you, Crabtsume-kun! ♪

Oh! It's holding both its pinchers up~!

Umm… Does it want something? A handshake, maybe? My hand is too big, so here, I'll use a finger…

Agh!? Why are you pinching me!? Ow ow ow ow!?

Please let go, it hurts~!!

Meanwhile…

Natsume: SiGH… I was told to look for something that we can use as foOD, bUT… Where on earth do I begIN…?

On the beach you'll find nothing but dried-up seaweed scattered aboUT. WeLL, in a pinch I suppose this can be edibLE…

(HmM… I'm sure there's lots of seafood in the sEA, bUT… I have no clue how to catch any without fishing geAR.)

(It's when things like this happen that you're able to truly realize how much we benefit from the convenience of modern civilizatiON.)

UgH… So hOT… And I feel it's just getting hotter and hotter into the afternoON.

Ahh, now that I recaLL, didn't Senpai mention that you can fall ill during the hottest hours of the dAY? No doubt about thAT, this heat really is unlike any othER…

But either wAY, food won't just come to me if I’m only waiting around on the beaCH, so I have to figure out some other way to secure soME.

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[fueledbysprite]

ramenzo angst uh one of them dying but not actually dying yknow got hurt really badly

how dare you make me write angst >:c

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The first thing he hears when he wakes up is crying.

Ramen keeps his eyes closed as he regains consciousness, tensing up as his nerves register waves of pain that had been blissfully numb under the spell of sleep. It takes him a moment to even process the sound, but once the agony reduces itself to a regular hum, the spasmic breathing and choked sobs are clear against the otherwise silence of the sick bay.

He opens his eyes a fraction. The room is dark, so he squints, just barely making out the figure turned away from him. Ramen makes the smallest movement on the bed and immediately Kaizo is silent, still as a mannequin. He doesn’t turn around.

Ramen opens his mouth but all that comes out is a low grunt in pain. “Kaizo..”

“Don’t.”

“I’m sorry,” Ramen tries.

“I said don’t.” Kaizo’s voice is deliberately distant but even in his exhausted state Ramen can sense the trace of vulnerability.

The blond leans back and sighs. “Fine. I won’t.”

Naturally, this makes Kaizo livid.

“What the hell…” he mutters softly, then whips around to face him, not even bothering to hide the tear tracks running down his cheeks. “What the hell were you thinking.”

Ramen attempts to shrug but his arms refuse to lift. He laughs ruefully, the sound never quite making it out, then gives back into gravity. “No think, only action,” he sighs, too tired to elaborate, though he knows Kaizo understands. There was no time for thought in the heat of battle, the other knows that well.

“Your instincts are screwed up,” Kaizo shakes his head in dark amazement. “What in the universe told you to throw yourself at a death crusher was a good idea.”

Ramen doesn’t have a response to that - Kaizo does have a point. He tries to think back to the moment, what exactly was going on that provoked him to jump in front of a giant machine that could easily slice him up and roll over his pieces on the ground. His mind is so foggy he can’t recall any of it.

Kaizo is side-eyeing him, correctly concluding that the blond has nothing to say for himself, and nods. “If you were trying for certain death, I’m sorry to say I had to spoil your plans.”

“Don’t.”

Kaizo raises an eyebrow. “Then?”

Ramen sighs. “I promise you, whatever was going through my head when I saw that tank, it wasn’t that.”

“Then why?”

“I don’t know,” Ramen admits. “Maybe so you wouldn’t?”

The logic is weak, but in complete honesty, it’s probably closer than any other response would be. Kaizo is silent, and Ramen closes his eyes again, trying to ignore the searing pain of his open wounds.

When he finally speaks up again, his voice is soft. “No. I would’ve gone right after you.”

Ramen freezes, then slowly opens his eyes to make sure Kaizo isn’t joking. Not that it’s a joking matter, and Kaizo was never one to joke anyway, not even a dark remark in a tense situation. Kaizo is staring off into the distance, and Ramen wonders if he was even aware of what he just said. When he doesn’t go on, Ramen breaks the silence,

“What?”

Kaizo murmurs something under his breath that Ramen can’t hear, then he manages to make out some words “long”, “alone”, “again”. He strains, but his mind and body refuse to cooperate and provide him more context to work with.

“Kaizo…”

“You can’t just leave me like that,” the other finally snaps. “I won’t let you.”

Ramen stares at him for a few moments. “For the longest time, you wanted to be alone-”

“And then you forced your way in anyway, didn’t you?” Kaizo glares. “Now you’re leaving me alone again. What kind of sadism…” he trails off and goes back to mumbling, this time completely inaudible.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you…” Ramen speaks up.

“Guess your intentions weren’t enough,” Kaizo says bitterly.

The blond stops. As long as he’s known him, Kaizo has been stubbornly adamant on working alone. Living alone. Being alone. It doesn’t take a genius to put the pieces together and figure it’s a coping mechanism after losing far too many close people in his life. Ramen tried to fill in the gaps only for Kaizo to push him away time and time again. He knows he’ll never be enough to fill the hole. But at some point, Kaizo let him in. Now he’s almost left it again, leaving a void so big it’ll swallow Kaizo himself before it can seal over again.

Ramen would never forgive himself if he let that happen.

“I’m sorry,” he tries.

“Just don’t,” Kaizo says again.

“I was always here for you,” Ramen sighs, ignoring his body’s protests. “I made a mistake once. Never again. This time, I’m here to stay.”

“Always?” Kaizo echoes in disbelief.

Ramen internally rolls his eyes. “Why would I stay with you after a decade of coming back if I wasn’t?”

Kaizo stares. “Gosh. I’m an idiot.”

Ramen can’t help but laugh, which quickly turns into a strangled cough. He grunts, shifting to a slightly easier position to breathe, then wincing when the movement brings on another wave of agony. Kaizo watches him, expression uniquely worried, but Ramen manages to relax and the pain dulls down again.

“How long till we get to the station?” he asks, changing the topic.

Kaizo shakes his head and Ramen pauses.

“What?”

“I lost connection with the station. I can’t contact anyone.”

The blond stares at him, eyes wide. “We’re stranded.”

Kaizo bites his lip, running a glance up and down Ramen’s injuries. “Yeah, pretty much…”

Even as a high ranking official with years of experience and endurance, anyone would find themselves screwed over with wounds to this extent, let alone stranded in the middle of nowhere. Ramen can’t panic now, though more likely than not Kaizo has already been worrying for a while.

“At least you woke up,” Kaizo says quietly.

It’s a brief mental image: Kaizo, starved and exhausted, heading towards TEMPUR-A station, or maybe TAPOPS - he doesn’t even know which is closer here - alone with a corpse on board. Ramen resists the nausea that comes from the idea alone.

“I’ll be fine,” the blond promises, though it’s a weak one at best. “I’m right here.”

Kaizo nods, then shakes his head, then nods again. Ramen is confused for a moment until he sees the tears spilling out of his eyes and he ducks his head down, face crumpling.

Kaizo doesn’t let anyone see him cry. He suppresses his emotions with remarkable control and then hides, finally letting the tears overflow. In fifteen years his brother never once saw the tight grimace waver in weakness.

Ramen wasn’t supposed to see behind the facade. Kaizo still hasn’t forgiven him for it, but he can’t forgive Kaizo either, not when he tried to reach out and ease those muffled sobs only to be aggressively rebuffed.

But this time, he doesn’t turn around. He drops his head, swiping at his eyes, and Ramen aches against his limp limbs to rest a hand on his shoulder, or wrap him up in a close embrace, rubbing comforting circles into his back and reminding him he isn’t alone. Instead, he watches him from his immobile place on the sick bed, expression softened in concern for lack of the words he doesn’t have.

He watches in silence and Kaizo doesn’t push him away.

[gyarufiles]

STUDY DATE. ♡

★ mammon x gn!reader,

content: 18+, dom!reader, sub!characters, reader has a penis, ANALINGUS/RIMMING, sex while on the phone, breeding mention at the very end, impact play (ass slap), biting, degradation & praise.

this is my first fic in like 5 years and its just a warm up fic so its not gonna be great. i also wrote this at 5 am </3 NOT PROOFREAD.

mammon.

"is this why you wanted to be my study partner so bad? to get me alone so that you could bed me?"

mammon's face was buried into one of your pillows. he was in.. quite the position. his head was lowered into the bed with your hand raising his hips into the air. your other hand sliding his shirt up his back - revealing his gorgeous lower half.

"when i invited you to my room-" your other hand sliding down his back, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "i didnt anticipate you wearing something so provocative." black g-strings - once covered by his long shirt - rested on his hips, protruding from shorts that were small enough to show off his toned thighs yet long enough to leave you wanting more. "you really know how to get me worked up."

you swiftly pulled down his shorts before shortly kneading one of his cheeks in your hand. you quickly proceeded to slap it, exciting a high pitch yelp from the demon and making him jerk his hips back. "f-fuck, fuckfuckfuck- w-wait- a-ah!" another slap landing on his ass.

"i dont think i can wait, any longer." you bit down on his ass, his legs immediately tensing. you grabbed his thighs, your nails leaving crescent shaped imprints on them. bitemarks being left on multiple sides of his ass cheeks. coming up you hooked your thumb to the top of his thong, pulling it to the side. using your same hand you grabbed a handful of mammon's ass, and spread it to the side. "baby," you kissed his ass. "you remember the safeword, right?"

he turned his upper half and through teary eyes he looked up at you before nodding, "demon." fuck. your tongue immediately licked a trail up his taint and prodded at his hole. mammon once again grabbed onto the pillow and buried his head into it to prevent himself from being heard by the entire devildom.

your free hand grabbed his other cheek as you lapped at his hole. your lips enclosing around it as you began to suck on the orifice. "gonna" lap "fuck you" lap "so good, baby." as soon as the muscle began to relax, the tip of your tongue instantly penatrated it.

mammon's hips jerking against you, his hands gripping your wrist as he cried out from the feeling of your tongue dipping itself into his entrance. "d-darling.. haa.. fuck.." your finger began circling the tip of his clothed cock, which to your delight, pulled a slew of pathetic moans from the demon. once you took your mouth away from his sphincter, you smirked at the sight of his body squirming from the lack of stimulation. "be patient, baby, i gotta prep you."

mammon breathed out feeling a finger of yours teasing his hole. "breathe, baby." a few seconds after your finger slowly slid inside, with no problems at all. "oh? one finger went in with ease.. in that case.. how about.. two.. three.." it was a bit surprising to see how easily your digits slid inside of him. too easy.. almost like.. "were you.. playing with.. it. before you got here?"

...

the silence was so loud, before being broken by your enthusiastic laugh. "no fuckin' way!" you stood up straight, slipping your fingers out of him and flipping him onto his back. mammon's beet red face at full display before you stuck your fingers into his mouth. your other hand undoing your belt buckle. "you.. actually planned this?" your erection lolled out of your boxer briefs, "i was just talking shit but my mams is far more sluttier than i give him credit for." your dry hand held mammons leg to his chest before you slid your spit coated fingers back inside of mammon. "nngh.. h..haah!" your fingers curled up inside of him, thrusting deep enough until your knuckles were the only thing that showed. "too loud, baby." you leaned over, using your mouth to silence him. your tongue slipping into his mouth, making it immediately known you have full control of the kiss.

the osculation tasted completely of him. from one of your tongues actually being inside of him, to his him sucking on something that penetrated him mere seconds ago. he knew this, he tasted this, which was evident in the way his face heated up upon the discovery. his arms tightly wrapped around your neck as he sucked on your tongue. occassionally moaning into the kiss.

your hand holds the back of his head as you deepen the kiss, before..

he pulled out the kiss as his breath hitched, "a-ahn! right there! f-fuck me! there!"

"so cute.." a few more intense thrusts brushing against his prostate, transparent beads of liquid formed at the tip of his still covered cock. your fingers moved in a scissoring motion as your thrusts intensified. mammon muffled his sobs as he hid his face in your neck. but before he could reach his high you pulled out. leaving another pathetic whine to leave his mouth. "shh, shh. i have something better, something bigger."

for the second time you stood up. your dick fully erect, now being positioning at this entrance. "hold your legs for me." half-lidded eyes watching as mammon obeyed you so eagerly. your tip rubbing against his entrance, you both shivering from the much needed stimulation. you reached to grab your phone, opening your camera and taking a picture. just before sliding the head inside of him.

vzzt!

a vibration sounding from the palm of your hand.

oh dear.

and who else could be calling? nobody other than..

"it's your brother."

mammon, looked up with fearful eyes. you scrolled down and read your notifications to.. about 20 missed calls from him.

you looked down at mammon, and then you had an idea.. you put a finger to your mouth telling the man to be silent before slowly inserting the rest of yourself inside of him, proceeding to answer the phone halfway in.

"yellow?"

"have you any idea how many times I've called you? i sent you two up there a long time ago. to hear no progress is one thing, but radio silence? do i need to come up there?"

"it's not my fault you gave us unclear instructions." you sounded so smug, but how could you not? seeing your favorite boy struggling to stay silent as you were stretching him out so wide and fucking into him so good. "we're not the sharpest tools in the shed." besides, his threats were empty. it was obvious he wasnt gonna leave his mountain of paper work any time soon. "you gave us a stack of paper and told us figure it out." you rolled your hips into mammon as you finished your sentence, having to bite your own lip from how excited you were making yourself.

"you are not children, i assumed you wouldnt need to be walked through every step of studies but maybe my hopes were a bit too high."

you were only half listening as you were repositioning mammon, throwing his leg over your shoulder and turning him over onto his side. "mmh!" your hips moved at a brutal pace, speeding up your thrusts. "we're a bit busy.. this is not the best time to call."

"excuse me?"

"we're a bit busy. so busy, in fact, that we actually forgot to update you." your hips slamming into his, hitting his prostate just right. your eyes widening as you noticed the precum leaking from his underwear. "let me update you now, actually," your hips fucking into that spot again, mammon's eyes watering as he struggled to keep his moans in. "mammon just perfected seductive speechcraft."

"really? i didnt expect him to be doing so well, so fast - at least by his standards."

"oh yeah, definitely, are we free to go now?"

"yes but remember to wrap this up before curf-"

"yeah, kay, love ya bye." you hung up as soon as possible.

"you're- ahn! crazy!" mammon's threw his head back, letting out his repressed every repressed wail. "don't stop! ngh!"

you slid his underwear off and threw it to a far off side of your room. you grabbed his shaft and began to stroke as you littered his face with kisses. "you were so sexy, i thought i was gonna end up being the one to get us caught."

"i'm gonna- fu- im gonna ki..kill you after this.. haa." you immediately pinned his legs to the side of his head, caging his entire body in the mating press. "you're just too cute.." you took long, deep strokes, "makes me want to gobble you up." a sharp thrust forced an ear piercing shriek from the man beneath you.

"look." you gestured to his stomach. mammon gazed with hazy eyes. his eyes landed on where the two of you connected, trailing down to his cock and stopping where his stomach bulged. his eyes. "ha.. haah.. shit.." you felt his hole fluttering around you.

"a-are you gonna cum? wait. i wanna cum with you." repositioning yourselves, his ankles were on either side of your neck and your feet straddled either side of his waist. immediately your vigorious thrusts began again."im gonna fuck a baby into you."

side not: DO NOT ASK ME WHAT MAMMON'S ASS TASTE LIKE. there was supposed to be a blowjob segment but i got too tired to write about but that bit was hot so just imagine its slick JDNDJDBDJ

[mrskodzuken]

Movie Night

pairing: Hinata Shoyo x gn!reader

genre: smut

wc: 0.3k

tw/cw: 18+ MDNI, post-timeskip, slightly dubcon-ish...?, handjob (m!receiving), cum eating... NOT PROOFREAD AS I TYPED THIS HERE ON TUMBLR ON A WHIM LOL (lmk if I miss something in the tags)

tagging @hanayanetwork @tokyometronetwork

All these horknee MSBY and Ushijima talk with Rae and Wendy @kagejima @northofneverland for the past few days has had me in a chokehold that my mind's thinking of subtly caressing bestie Hinata's cock through his sweatpants while watching a movie one night.

You were supposed to get popcorn on the big Pyrex bowl perched on his lap, you say, but instead of popcorn your hand dove right in his crotch.

You know it's wrong to make the first move, but it's also wrong to make a move on your unsuspecting male best friend.

"Y-Y/N, please stop... ah..."

You'd just feign innocence while palming his slowly-growing erection, your eyes fixed on the movie you're watching, Shoyo's sweet whines and grunts and pants while he tries to pull your hand away music to your ears. After a few strokes, he'd give in to your ministrations and let go of his grip on your wrist.

As soon as his cock is tenting through his pants and Shoyo has difficulty moving on his seat, you suddenly slip your hand underneath his pants and boxer shorts and take his cock out. He may be small, but Hinata Shoyo emits that Big Dick Energy, literally. His cock is not that long (when limp) but it's thick and girthy and veiny, with its big mushroom head angry-red and weeping with precum.

You start rubbing your palm on its leaking tip, causing Shoyo to hiss and moan and buckle his hips up, before stroking him from the tip down through the base of his cock, your grip slightly tightened for a bit of pressure. Of course, you'd also give special attention to his big balls, gently kneading them... feeling them getting tighter at each stroke you do.

"F-fuck... Y/N... so good... ah..."

You feel a sense of pride swelling inside you--and wetness pooling, soaking through your undies--as you continue stroking your slicked hand around his whole length, and you turn around to look at Shoyo... one arm slung over his reddened face, panting and chest heaving at a slightly faster pace. His moans are getting louder and more whinier; you can tell by how his stiff and leaking cock is throbbing under your touch.

"I'm gonna... Y/N, g-gonna cum... mhmm..."

One swipe of your palm over the sensitive tip and Shoyo then let out a guttural moan, thick droplets of cum come flying across the coffee table... some of them sprinkled on top of the popcorn bowl.

"Haah... haa... ha..."

You smile and bring your fingers to your lips, sucking your best friend's cum sweetly.

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[cozymoko]

Another idea has struck!! (Also sorry if you’re not really into Yandere fluff, it’s my source of comfort right now, that and ice cream-)

Can I request some individual SFW (/slightly suggestive if you’re feeling it) headcanons for Azusa Mukami with a gentle yet firmly protective S/O who was basically his personal “white knight” growing up with him? By that I mean S/O would save him from bullies, stop him from hurting himself by doing activities together, physically dote on him whenever the two were starved for attention, etc, etc.

PROTECTIVE S/O

Note: That's quite alright, I'm happy to take your request. Also I'm very much into anything Yandere and from this the reader seems to have slight yandere tendencies?

Pairing: Azusa Mukami x gn! reader

Warning: Mention of bullying, Not proofread

Format: Headcanons

"Hey! Get away from him damnit!"

You charge at the group of kids, landing a harsh kick to the face of one of them. They gawk at you with a look of pure horror, watching blood drip from their friend's nose. You scoff at them, putting your unnaturally pointed fangs on display. You smile a prideful smile as the kids scramble away shouting, "Freaks!"

Turning around you crouch to the fragile boy, swiping your thumb over his bloodied nose. The gentle look in your eyes resembles one of a mother's, comforting and accepting. You beckon him into your arms, patting his bandaged head as you human off-pitched tune. That's how you met.

From there on out you were attached to his hip, locking his hand in yours as you venture to god knows where with your head held high. Making it a habit to check up on him in your free time. The two of you became best friends, inseparable, much to his delight.

His fresh wounds never went unnoticed by you as your disappointed looks filled him with so much grief. Nonetheless, you'd toss his knife to the side. Pulling a roll of bandages from your pocket and kissing his wound. "Done!" You smiled, ignoring his pink cheeks, pulling him to his feet.

This followed you even to "adulthood", where you find yourself in the vampire's presence for hours. Lying in each other's arms as Azusa basks in your warmth. His slender hands crawling up your shirt, nose placed in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.

"Ah...{Name}..your skin is so soft. Haah...Do my hands...feel nice?"

The beating of your heart was growing loud, loud enough for even him to hear. A soft pink dusted your cheeks as you listen to the light breaths leaving his thin lips. Your fingers trace over his cold cheeks, sketching hearts over his gruesome scars.

[kaeyashardon]

going out w kaeya . nsfw

18+ ,, f!reader ,, not proofread you rose the light pink string to the back of your neck, loosely wrapping your fingers around every crevice until it tied; pulling gently until it reached your skin. you sighed, shaking your hands out a little as you looked yourself in the mirror. cavalry captain kaeya had invited you to dinner, tonight. you never expected it, and honestly, you were quite flustered at the idea, although you weren't sure if he meant it romantically or not. of course, you and the captain had been long close, but you had never been out, at night, together- alone for that matter, ever before. you shook your hands, jittery at the thoughts. who knew what that flirty light-skinned boy would do? you shook your head and puffed up your hair with your hands, giggling softly at how flushed you had seemed... ah! it's about time you get going, you don't want to be late, do you? "2 minutes," the blue haired boy stated as you approached. he leaned against the cat tail's wooden walls. "you're 2 minutes late." he stood himself up, taking a step toward you. you wiped the sweat off of your forehead and began apologizing profusely. "i'm sorry- haah,,.. i- it was a long walk, you know? and- haa.." you were still out of breath. kaeya took note as, the noises coming out of that sweet mouth of yours were catching up to him. they sounded so soft .. so innocent. he pushed the thought away and reached his hand out. "doesn't matter now dear, shall we go in?" you took your hand in his, warmth pricking at your cheeks. you cleared your throat and began walking with him. already, he seemed touchy. not like you minded. the two of you sat next to each-other in the dinery, just a hair away from touching limbs. you scooted away once you noticed- although you didn't have far to scoot as you were already near the wall anyway. you had already gotten your orders taken, and now you and the cavalry captain were left to have sweet conversations with each-other. "what truly took you so long, anyway?" kaeya rested his head on his fist as he slightly turned to look at you. his eyes were half-lidded, almost as if his mind were other places. "ah- erm- didn't i say it earlier, kaeya?" you gingerly chuckled. "it was simply a long walk; that's all." "interesting. did that long walk also include dressing up as if you were going out to club somewhere?" he snickered. "well- i wanted to dress up nice, you know!" you excused. "oh? for me?" kaeya raised a brow, a smug grin covering his face. "i-" "here's your food." as you were about to make up another excuse, diona approached with a large plate of what the two of you had ordered. "please enjoy!" the small girl had purred as she trotted off. you cleared your throat and began picking at your food, which wasn't much. you didn't plan on eating a lot, since you had already filled up earlier while on an adventure. soon enough, desert would come and replace your half-eaten dish. you spaced out, your e/c orbs drifting off as you lost yourself in thought. that moment of silence was quickly interrupted by the sight of kaeya attempting to sneakily snag a bit of your cheesecake. "hey!" you turned to him. he quickly stuffed it into his mouth with a giggle. "shaking my big head." that was your way of saying, 'smh'- as a joke, of course. kaeya laughed once more, poking your head and moving it farther away from him. your gaze fell back upon your desert, taking a small bite out of it yourself. as you swallowed the last bite, you were stopped mid crunch with a hand on your thigh. your shocked gaze slowly made it over to kaeya, who had a mischievous overlook. other than that, he was acting although nothing was happening. you were a bit confused, which caused your eyes to follow to your legs. yeah.. that was definitely his hand. you watched it trail farther up your thigh-highs, pricking below your f/c skirt. heat overflowed your skin as it slowly approached your cunt. his fingers drifted over the silk cloth covering your heat. a small squeak emitted from your mouth, your h/c hair covering your eyes as you attempted at

looking away from what was happening. "k-kaey-" "here's the check~" ...that small cat-girl sure had a way of interrupting you.. "why, thank you," kaeya waved the she off with a smile and swooning hand. he slowly took his fingers away from your skirt and back up to the table, setting a handful of mora on the wooden desk. you sighed in relief, as the thought of being caught had been caught in your mind for far too long at that point. "oh? is something the matter, dear?" the blue-haired devil turned to look at you. "..ehe." you growled and pushed him off of the cushioned seat, grabbing his dark hand and leading him out of the dinery. you pushed him against the wall of your apartment, your left hand holding his two above his head. he looked down at you with a shit-eating grin. "you look adorable, trying to dominate me, you know~" the male giggled, which was quickly cut off by your lips smashing against his. with a moan, he melted into the kiss. his hands managed their way away from yours, as you two quickly switched positions. he held you against the wall, his knee between your legs. "adorable.." he muttered between kisses. he licked your bottom lip, which you complied with an opened mouth. the two of you fought vigorously for dominance. soon enough, he won. his eyelashes fluttered against your skin as he opened his eyes to look at you, breaking the kiss. your body felt as though it was boiling from how embarrassed you became at the position. "don't even say anything." you mumbled, slightly turning your head away from the tom. you could tell he was smiling, but you refused to look at him anymore than you should. "why don't i just fuck you up against the wall, right here and now, dearest?" he put emphasis on the nickname, his hands trailing to your hip. "..w-why don't you." at your attempt at being sassy, you challenged the captain. in seconds, he had torn your clothes away from you and managed his shirt off, getting on his knees and holding you up against the wall with his hands on your thighs. a loud moan escaped your maw as he slammed a tongue into your cunt. "k-kaeya! mmph-" your legs began to shake and his grip on you became tighter. "call me captain." he corrected. "..cap..tain.." you managed, your throat becoming tighter from the humiliation and knot forming in your stomach as the male dominated your pussy. he sucked on your clit, digging his nose and face into your skin as he did so. he ate you up as though you were the most delicious desert he had ever laid a tongue on. "does it feel good, love?" "YES- oh- captain- yes!" you whined, taking a fistful of his hair into your hands and pushing him closer. you rode his tongue although your life depended on it, the road to reaching your climax so near and clear. your breath became heavier as the pleasure began building up inside of you. "c-GOD- CAPTAIN!" you screamed his name, finishing all over his face. he slowly let you fall to the ground in front of him, watching the beautiful panting mess in front of him. he wiped away the cum on his cheek with his thumb, and instead let it fall onto his tongue. "you're delicious, love." "i think.. that's all i can handle for now, cavalry captain.. kaeya." you let out a sigh and let yourself fall into his arms. he held you close, as to let your now exhausted body rest in his warmth. "that's fine, dearest.. ..how about a second date?" srry this was so bad and so quick haha,, first time writing smut B) !!/ //

[hakuogakuen]

CSS: Okita x Holiday

Okita’s CSS translations were done by KumoriYami & dei-hime, and proofreading by dei-hime, kuririn, shizuumi, & yuugs!  Recording and subtitling were also done by dei-hime (aka iolite jay)

KumoriYami has also done posts of their own from Chinese to English, with more screenshots for a different experience! 

 You can find that version here: Okita x Holiday 

 Our own translation is right here below the cut

Okita x Holiday

Souji Okita: "......"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Oh? Souji? What're you doing here? School's closed today."

Souji Okita: "Shinpachi-sensei, perfect timing. Do you know where the rest of the kendo club is? I came for practice."

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Huh? I thought Kondou had something come up, and training was cancelled?"

Souji Okita: "...The hell? Nobody told me that."

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Didn't he send out an announcement? Souji, who's the contact before you in the call tree?"

Souji Okita: "Heisuke."

Shinpachi Nagakura: "......"

Souji Okita: "......"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "...Knowing him, he definitely forgot..."

Souji Okita: "Haah... I'll pay him back for this. What to do now, though… I came all the way to school, so if I could at least practice a little..."

Shinpachi Nagakura: "You up to it? Alright, then. I'll be your opponent!"

Souji Okita: "Hmmm...? That's fine by me, but don't regret this later, Shinpachi-sensei."

[during a bout of sparring]

Souji Okita: "HAHH!!"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Whoa! Ooh― That was close. That attack just now almost had me!"

Souji Okita: "Save me the empty flattery. You've had no trouble evading all of my attacks."

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Well, I haven’t had the chance since becoming a teacher, but I used to train every day, after all. Don't go thinking I've gone so soft that I'll lose to you, though!"

Souji Okita: "Heisuke and Sano-sensei said already. You've won a few championships, haven't you? But maybe it's time for the new generation to replace the old...? ―There!"

Shinpachi Nagakura: "Heh, save the speeches for after you actually manage to take me down! Here I come...!"

[ryuukia]

[Translation] SUPER COMIC CITY 26 - Ikebukuro Tsukineko Monogatari SS: Shun & Kai

With this the senior groups are completed, next up are the middle groups. If you want to check my translation order for the Ikebukuro short stories or other translations, here’s my list

Special thanks to @clearui for proofreading. Please don’t repost/reuse my translations!

Shun

House cat: Cyprus Aphrodite A cat who lives an elegant life on the top floor of a mansion block. His tail can occasionally split into two, but that is a secret ☆

Kai

Stray cat: hybrid (brown) He's Ikebukuro Sanchoume*’s boss and he’s also really big. He has a good relationship with both humans and cats, and a broad mind. He accepts meals from Shun’s owner frequently.

‘You’re certainly a strange cat’, was what I told him.

“I think you’re waaaay stranger than me”

Kai laughed loudly once I said that.

“I am often told so”

“Figures.”

For the first time after I was born, I came out to the city.

This cat called Kai, whom I met just now, is said to be the cat boss in the area.

He was indeed an unusual cat, with a large physique and hiding a great potential, as well as tolerance, making him certainly look like a leader.

Cats and dogs, birds and humans.

He looks at every living creature with clear sight indiscriminately, and faces them.

His broad smile is pleasant like the sea, and we became friends as soon as we met.

Oh, well, I met him just about 30 minutes ago, though.

“...... and yet, you don’t know the city at all for someone living around here”

I give him an intense stare, then chuckle.

“That’s right. Anyhow, I am a young master sheltered from the outside world. Before, not even once I have ever taken a single step outside my house.”

“Eh, really? Is that…alright? Shouldn’t your owner be worried about you around now?”

“It’s fine. I let my owner know about it properly before I went out. Unlike ordinary relationships between cats and humans, my owner and me understand each other perfectly ♪ You might say that’s natural, I guess? It’s because we’re too similar to each other that I can pretty much figure out the answer.”

“...... haah???”

Kai had a question mark floating above his head, but I only smiled. “Let’s go”.

“? ‘Let’s go’?”

“Isn’t it obvious, Kai? You were chosen to accompany me on my first adventure! Hurry up, take me out to explore Ikebukuro, will you?”

“You decided that on your own!!!”

My first time in the city, my first adventure, my first friend.

This city fills me with excitement!

T/N: 池袋三丁目 (Ikebukuro Sanchoume)* = Ikebukuro Block 3