#dandelion you don't deserve this absolute goddess

[ghostlylicious]

im going to post a lil sketch i did of jaskier and priscilla on valentines instead of finishing the serious valentines piece 🤭💥

im obsessed with their hats

[rengokus-eyeliner]

Uwaaah your fic was so amazing I'm trembling near tears! /// If you truly don't mind a request, may I suggest Rengoku and Shy Female Reader's first time together? Thank you so much for your amazing work~!

Kyoujurou x Shy Fem!Reader

I’m sorry this took so long to get out! ^^ I was busy with things (playing pokemon cough cough) I hope you enjoy!

NSFW

It’s a calm afternoon in Kyoujurou’s private estate. You’d helped bandage his wounds from his most recent mission and were busy preparing some food for him when you felt his arms wrap around your waist.

You giggle as he peppers kisses down the back of your neck and rests his head on your shoulder. You really like what you have with Kyoujurou. He showers you with affection, something you’ve become acquainted with but still shy away from sometimes. You relish his touch though, at every opportunity you can get.

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

You nearly drop the plate you’re holding. Sex? Of course you’d thought about it. And you do want to. In fact, you’re happy that Kyoujurou was the one to initiate it. But the sudden question has you surprised and your silence makes Kyoujurou worry he’s being too overbearing.

“Ah! I’m sorry. We don’t have to if you don’t want to!” Kyoujurou backs away from you, blushing. You’re sure your cheeks are even redder than his, but you take his hands into yours and speak timidly.

“I’ve um…never done this before.” You can’t seem to maintain eye contact with him, “But I want to. With you.”

Your eyes are cast downward, but Kyoujurou’s hands squeeze yours and you look up to a dazzling smile.

“Thank you, Dandelion! I must confess, I’ve been waiting for this for a while now. I will take care of you!” You nod, pressing your face into his chest to hide your expression from his view. You notice Kyoujurou’s heart is racing, maybe moreso than yours. Is he just as nervous as you?

With a gentle hand on your lower back, he guides you to his bedroom. Your mind is going wild. What if it hurts? What if he doesn’t think your body is attractive? You’ve daydreamed of this happening before dozens of times, but the real thing is happening now.

“My love…” Kyoujurou whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Are you worried? If you feel uncomfortable you must tell me, alright?”

Your jitters fade away with each word, and you reciprocate his kiss and gather your resolve. Slowly, your chaste and tender kisses become more hungry and you allow Kyoujurou to take the lead.

The both of you had fooled around enough for Kyoujurou to know what you like, and it’s evident in the way that he massages a sensitive spot on your neck with his thumb, earning a small whimper from you. 

You’re so soft in his hands. Kyoujurou absolutely loves holding you. Whether it be holding your hand or clutching the plush curves of your waist, he just can’t get enough of you. He pulls away to allow you to catch your breath, revelling in the sight of your pink cheeks and half-lidded eyes. He goes slow, making sure that every inch of your skin receives the attention it deserves until he’s nuzzling against your chest.

“May I?”

You nod, allowing him to pull apart your clothing. His eyes take in your bare body laying underneath him. You’re a goddess and Kyoujurou wonders what he did to deserve someone as beautiful as you.

“Please, stop staring.” You mumble, covering your face with your hands. You hear him chuckle as his hands smooth over your stomach.

“I can’t! You’re gorgeous, Dandelion.”

He sheds the top half of his uniform, and you can’t help but peek through your fingers. You’d seen Kyoujurou topless before in the summer, when it was too hot to don his typical attire and train. But it was different under this context, and just as always, he’s hot.

He palms your breasts, tweaking your nipples to gauge how much you liked it. He takes it into his mouth, lapping at the bud and nibbling on it slightly, which earns him a few audible moans, urging him to continue. It’s a new kind of sensation to you, this tingling which feeds the growing warmth in your core.

After Kyoujurou’s sure he’s given your chest enough love, he shifts backward and kneels between your knees. He experimentally presses a finger to your entrance, gathering the slick there and rubbing it up to your clit. You jolt at the intense rush of pleasure and keen into his touch.

“Does that feel good?”

Taking the way your thighs wrap around his arm as answer, he continues dragging a finger up and down your folds. Taking his time to slide a finger into you and eventually another. The pleasure’s building up. More and more, until you think it’s going to spill over.

“Kyou…Kyoujurou!”

“Cum on my fingers for me, Dandelion.” His voice is heavy with lust, drunk on the sight of you becoming loose underneath him. His fingers thrust into you faster, and his thumb on your clit rubs harder until you stiffen and moan, rolling your hips into his hand as you cum.

Kyoujurou smiles down at you, peppering your face and neck with kisses before unbuckling his pants to pull out his cock.

“Will it fit?” You ask breathlessly.

“I’ll be gentle. If it hurts I’ll stop, ok?” Kyoujurou presses the tip of it against your hole, spreading your slick along the shaft of his cock.

“I’m gonna put it in.” You nod, wrapping your hands around his neck. He slips the tip in, slowly easing the rest of his cock into you with a grunt until he’s snug against your cervix. There’s a deep pressure in your core, it’s a bit of a stretch but a good one. It feels good.

After a few moments to let you get adjusted, Kyoujurou begins to move. The sounds of his low moans beside your ear turn you on even more. Subconsciously, you cover your face with your hands but Kyoujurou tugs them away.

“I want to look at your face while I take you.”

Kyoujurou begins to thrust into you faster, and the feeling of his cock rubbing against your slick walls is heavenly. That, combined with the shameful expression you have on your face… Suddenly, his grip around your hip tightens.

“Where…where do you want me to…”

“Inside.”

After a few more thrusts, his hips stutter and you feel a foreign warmth flood your cunt. Kyoujurou grunts, burying his face into his neck as he cums. His breath tickles your neck and you giggle, your hand combing through his fluffy hair until he stops completely. Kyoujurou pulls out of you, fingering the mess that leaks from your hole.

Kyoujurou wipes away the stains on your legs and brings you a drink of water. You try to shoo him away, but he helps to dress you again and tucks you under the futon covers.

“Thank you, my love.” Kyoujurou slips behind you to cuddle up against you. He presses a few kisses to your neck and strokes your thigh. “Did it feel good?”

“What a question!” You bury your face into the pillow. You don’t want to leave him hanging. “…It did. Thank you.”

“I’m glad.” Kyoujurou beams, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. You’re tired, but content. Between his whispers of “I love you” and his gentle coddling, you drift off to sleep, glad that you have such an attentive and loving partner by your side.