#oda nobunaga smut

[matchasilver]

Apparently I'm the only one that wants to see Nobunaga plow Kicho's ass into next week :/ heehohohohho

[bethanysac]

I never thought I would find such a gem!

Oda Nobunaga in a Relationship

cw: How I think Oda Nobunaga would be in a relationship or rather my horny thoughts about him sounds much better 🤭. As always black female reader intended, he's a pervert but for you only, spanking, fondling, bodily fluids, eating someone out on a table, nipple play, nipple sucking, rough/make up sex a bit of fluff at the end because it is much deserved!

wc: 1228

aperçu: just me thirsting over men I can’t physically have like my life’s peak content I swear choke me daddy nevermind. This man, his behaviour, obsessions and how he carries himself oh I almost forgot his facial hair! Just looking at him had me like 🤔🥲🤯😜🥵😝😅🥳👀💀 I'm most definitely horny don't mind me. I know I have something for long haired men 😭 Don't point it out, I am aware of it 💀

He’s such a perverted man no surprise right!! So, he likes to purposely let things fall such as spoons or even a bowl and asks you to pick them up saying “I am a little clumsy could you please help your old man out?” with puppy eyes. That way, he is sure to cop a feel when you crouch down to pick things up or  just get a glimpse of your goodies while he is sipping his cup of coffee.

He often likes to make you sit on his lap as you are face to face and he viciously fondles your backside alternating from cheek to cheek, sometimes he slaps it  add lip biting emoji here

During heated make out sessions, he will make you grind on his thigh if he wants to tease you but if he lets you grind directly on his growing bulge then someone's eager for where this leads 👀

He is also a bit too obsessed with your bodily fluids *you know which ones I am talking about* specifically the ones he causes 

He truly does enjoy seeing your clear essence staining his slacks, he's so proud about it 😉

He also likes to suck on your nipples when you are on top of him. He is a little mischievous, he bites them lightly and this makes you gasp for air. 

He has made them so sensitive that now even a slight brush of material against it is enough to arouse you and this smug bastard uses it to his advantage specifically after you two have had an argument that didn’t end on good terms. This simply means that you are using the silence treatment on him.This one time you both had argued over some matter that did seem really important at the time and you were so mad at him that you decided that you had better keep things for yourself otherwise you would hurt his feelings ( bad bitch vibes) so you go silent for the rest of the day and he doesn't like this one bit but he knows how to make you talk to him. His effective strategy is to lure you in your shared bedroom and make sure that he will make you moan because he is making you feel that good. So he sits on the bed and calls you “Y/n please come here, I can’t find the remote. Could you please help me?” You really don’t want to be in the same room as he is but you still go there to help him. You got there and just looked at him like, is he kidding me, the remote is on the bedside table like can’t he see it. He watches your every step towards the bedside table where you sleep and when you give him the remote he yanks you towards him. Now you are on top of him and he has a triumphant smile “ So you really thought you would go on the whole day without talking to me uh, precious?” he utters. You’re pouting, you know he is doing this to make you talk to him but he won’t succeed but as soon as he lays you on your back and starts playing with your nipples you know you are done.

By the end of his ministrations you’re getting your back blown out while he's all smiley and shit saying “ you’re really a cockslut uh? Ah, you don’t answer that’s right I know what I am doing that’s why you can’t talk” the only things you can manage to make like noise is to let him know that he's doing a great job fucking you like he should “my pretty girl, you moan so beautifully for me” 

He really knows where to rest his head whenever he feels like sleeping, so he only lays it on your boobs. It's the most comfortable place after all. 

If you're lying on the couch when he feels a bit needy he will come by and hop on top of you to rest his head on your boobs

And you ask him “what's wrong?” because usually he's not so affectionate like this. You start running your hands through his black hair, lazily scratching his scalp with your fingertips which earns you a satisfied sigh and minutes after he's out like a light.

He really likes to let people think he is the one that leads this relationship while in reality it is you that rules pretty much everything 💅🏾

If you are ignoring him on purpose, he will make sure you regret that when you have your friends over. You do love feral fucking but not when your friends could possibly be the audience. 

All of this messy situation started because you told him to do laundry and while he said he’d do it he did not move from his spot. This led to you acting as if you were not present in the house and this was still going on when your friends were over at your house. It has been a few hours and he is not having it. He decided to lock you in the kitchen where you were getting some drinks and quietly made your friends leave claiming that you both had some important business to get to and when you least expected it he lifted your skirt up, ripped your undies and stuffed your mouth.

You were going to protest but he told you “you better not say a single thing right now, you were giving me attitude all day long because I didn’t do the laundry so let’s keep things that way” and right before his breath hovers over your cunny you hear him say “itadakimasu”.

The way he is eating you out is not how he usually does it, he does not allow you to even come down from your orgasm, he just keeps doing his thing. You are there trying your best to take every single thing he is giving to you but he is doing too much right now isn't he?

His goal is to make you cry but at the very same time this is a punishment for being a brat earlier. When he is finally done eating his meal he utters “gochisousama deshita”. 

And he leaves you there on the kitchen table. You are heavily breathing, trying to pace it but also coming back to your senses slowly. When you finally do come down from your hazy state you notice that he is by the door arms crossed.

"Are you with me honey? I need to take care of you." He walks towards you, picks you up from the table delicately and carries you towards the bathtub bridal style.

He strips you off of your clothes, kisses your nose, forehead, lips and hand. He helps you get inside the bathtub, he helps you wash your body specifically insisting on rubbing your backside. When he is done rinsing you he covers your body with a towel and carries you back to the bedroom . 

In front of the bed he pat dries your body, rubs body butter on it all the while he has a straining erection in his slacks(he a superhero honestly 🤨) because for him today it's all about you he can take care of himself later or maybe session 2 might come by after much deserved rest.

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[writingwhimsey]

Hi!! I hope you’re having a wonderful day 💕 CONGRATS on 300 followers!! So well deserved, you’re so talented!! I was wondering if we could get a Nobunaga enemies to lovers smut 😮‍💨🙈 not sure if you’ve done something similar before, I’m a new follower, but I would love it!! Thank you so so much!! 🩷🩷

Thank you for the support and the request! This one was fun to write! I hope you and everyone enjoys this Nobunaga enemies to lovers smut!

NSFW 18+ content

Tough Negotiations

“My lord, Nobunaga has taken to the battlefield himself!” My subordinate declared, running into the basecamp.

A grin lit my face as I rose. “Finally.” I said. “It is time I go and challenge this man and show him that we will not be conquered.”

“Your horse is ready, my lord.” My subordinate informed me.

I left the command tent and hopped on my horse, drawing my sword as I rode into battle, leading a fresh group of calvary and foot soldiers. Everyone underestimated me and my clan, but I would show them. I would show anyone who would challenge me. Even the great Nobunaga Oda himself.

As I entered the field, I saw Nobunaga on his horse not far away, getting ready to cut down my right hand man, who had been leading a group of our soldiers. I wasn’t about to lose him, so I raced forward and blocked Nobunaga’s sword with my own. 

“Sorry, I still find him useful.” I said. “Your opponent is me.”

Nobunaga grinned at me over our locked blades. “I see the rumors are true.”

I didn’t take my eyes off of Nobunaga’s as our blades remained locked. “Get out of here before I change my mind about saving your sorry ass.”

“Yes, my lord.” My right hand replied after a moment of stunned silence.

“And what rumors do you speak of? The ones of my brilliance? My fierceness? My cunning? Or my beauty?”

Nobunaga chuckled as we broke apart. ‘All of them.” He answered, raising his sword to strike again.

I blocked the blow, a cool smile on my own face. “I do aim to live up to my reputation.” I replied. “Though I must admit, you are not what I expected.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Nobunaga asked, as we continued to fight. Our blades meeting, sparking, and breaking apart.

“Hmm…I was expecting a bit more of a challenge from the infamous devil king.” I replied, smirking. “I’m barely even breaking a sweat here…don’t tell me you’re going easy on me just because I am a woman?”

“I would never.” Nobunaga replied. “I underestimate no one. Why else would I… come out here myself?”

“You do have…a point.” I replied.

We exchanged blows and barbs over and over again. Our eyes stayed locked on each other as we fought, the tension in the air palpable…and I must admit the thought of how handsome Nobunaga was flitted through my mind. Though I quickly shook that thought away. Perhaps when I defeat him, I should make him MY concubine? I thought with a laugh.

“You find our…battle amusing?” Nobunaga asked me, breathless as our blades broke apart once again.

“Just a thought.” I replied, a secretive grin on my face.

We continued our dance, neither of us gaining ground over the other. Soon a smoke screen was thrown just before nightfall, both of us having subordinates come to lead us away. It appeared our battle would last another day.

After meeting with my troops, I returned to my tent washing my face in a water basin and changing into night robes. I took my long hair down, letting it be loose and sighed as I settled in to do some late night strategizing.

It wasn’t long before there was a commotion outside, I grabbed my sword and rushed out into the night. “What is going on?”

“I have come to bring an end to our battle.”

I was surprised to hear the deep voice I had been engaged in battle with what only felt like moments before. I looked around and saw that Nobunaga was alone…and wasn;t wearing any armor. Though he surprisingly held something in his hands. 

He wore a smug smile as he looked at me, one arm holding the box-like object and the other up almost as if in surrender. I held the tip of my sword beneath his chin. “How do you plan to do that unarmed?”

Nobunaga only smirked. “With this.” He declared holding up the object in his arm. 

I gestured for one of my subordinates to take the object and check it over. “It’s…a goban.”

I couldn’t help myself but to laugh. “You wish to settle our battle with a game of Go?”

“Yes.” He answered. “Our forces are clearly evenly matched and even in single combat you and I are evenly matched. It seems a waste of resources to continue whittling each other down.”

I couldn’t help but to smile. “I hope you know, I am undefeated in Go.”

“As am I.” Nobunaga replied.

I withdrew my sword. “Fine, let us go then.” I said, as I sheathed my blade. I gestured for my men to make sure Nobunaga carried no concealed weapons before I took the Goban and turned. “This way,” I told him, heading towards my tent.

Nobunaga silently followed me. My closest soldiers started to follow as well. “No, you all stay out.” I ordered. “I don’t want my victory questioned.”

“Y-yes…my lord.”

Nobunaga chuckled. “You sound sure of yourself.”

“As you must be, to have come here to challenge me directly like this.” I replied as we entered my tent.

“Where shall we set up?” Nobunaga asked.

“Here.” I replied, gesturing to the center of my tent. He setup the goban as I pulled out a couple of cushions and we were soon sitting opposite each other, the goban between us.

“I look forward to finding out if you are as skilled at Go as you are on the field.” Nobunaga said, giving me a cocky grin.

“How else do you think I became so good at strategy?” I replied.

Long calloused fingers reached into the bowl and pulled out a smooth black stone. Carnelian eyes looked sharply at the board before thoughtfully placing the stone with a soft clack, beginning our game.

I took note of Nobunaga’s first move and thought for a moment as I picked up a smooth white stone before placing it on the board.

“That is an unconventional first move.” Nobunaga noted.

“I am an unconventional opponent.” I replied with a smile. “Or have you not learned that by now?”

Nobunaga smirked as he made his next move. “Oh, I have indeed noticed. Your battle strategies have kept me on my toes in a way I have not experienced in a long time.”

“Oh? Little old me places a challenge to the famed devil king? I am honored.”

“As you should be.” Nobunaga replied. “I do not give out praise so lightly.”

We continued our game, the stones clacking on the board and continued to speak. Conversation flowed easily between us as we continued the game, each of us working our strategies. Our game ran for hours and ended in a tie.

“It appears this won’t end as quickly as I thought.” Nobunaga said, an amused smile on his face.

“We’re going to have to play another round if we are gonna end this battle with this game.” I replied, already moving to clear the board.

“I can go all night if need be.” Nobunaga replied, a smirk on his lips.

It did not escape my notice the way his carnelian eyes sparkled with mischief as he said that very thinly veiled double entendre. I returned his smirk with one of my own. “I hope you can live up to that.”

We began our next time, each of us silent as we worked our strategies. We had another two games end in a tie. It was after the third game Nobunaga spoke. 

“What is it about my rule you object to?” He asked me. “You haven't allied with any of my enemies…you haven’t seemed to form many alliances.”

“It is not that I really object to your rule in particular…I just object to a man telling me how to rule over my lands and my people…especially when my land is peaceful and prosperous.” I answered as I made my next move. “I’ve had offers of an alliance from several other clans… all coming with marriage proposals…and they all want to just add what I have to what they have and reduce me down to something that looks good on their arm.”

“I would never put you under foot like that.” Nobunaga replied. “A fireball like you, doesn’t belong as a jewel in someone else’s crown.”

“I know.” I replied, having a hard time keeping the surprise from my face.

“You know, we are both so well matched, that continuing any battle would be a waste of both our resources.” Nobunaga replied, leaning closer over the board. 

“What are you proposing then?” I asked, unconsciously leaning closer myself.

“We join forces.” Nobunaga answered, his hand coming to cup my cheek. “We form an alliance and you rule at my side in your own right.”

“That…is a thought…” I replied, finding myself getting lost in those carnelian eyes. “That could be…I don’t know…you…might have to persuade me.”

Nobunaga smirked. “I can be…quite persuasive.” He replied before capturing my lips with his.

I found myself responding without even thinking. My lips moved with his and I found myself sliding into his lap, straddling him as his arms came around my waist, calloused hands sliding over my curves through the silk of my night robes.

We broke the kiss after a few moments, our eyes locked. “Are you feeling…persuaded?” He asked.

“I think…I’m getting there…we should definitely open…negotiations.” I answered breathless.

“I have all night.” Nobunaga replied before capturing my lips once again. The next thing I knew we were moving and Nobunaga was over me, his hand sliding inside my disheveled kimono, caressing my thigh.

“Well…I hope you can put your money where your mouth is.”

Nobunaga smirked as he untied my sash. He leaned down and began to kiss over my bare flesh. I let out a gasp when his lips closed around a nipple, his tongue swirling over the hardening peak. His hands continued to move over my body as his lips lavished my breasts in affection.

I found myself reaching to undo the ties of his clothes and sliding them off his shoulders, baring his body. He pulled back to look at me eyes burning with a passion. “You look stunning.” He told me as he leaned down to kiss down the front of my body.

I could feel my body tremble with each touch of his lips. The shockwaves of pleasure increased once he reached the apex of my thighs. His tongue slid past his lips and licked a strip up my slit before swirling around my sensitive bud.

“Haa…” I moaned as the shockwaves of pleasure came washed over me from Nobunaga’s skillful ministrations. My hips bucked of their own accord as my fingers wound their way into his hair. 

I felt Nobunaga’s lips quirk up into a smirk against me as he continued to pleasure me. I was sent over the edge when I felt him slip two fingers inside me, curling them at just the right angle, causing a powerful orgasm to wash over me.

Nobunaga continued his ministrations to draw out my pleasure. Then he withdrew to look at me, a cocky grin on his face. “Have my lips persuaded you yet?” He asked.

I returned his smirk with one of my own. “They…make a powerful argument.” I answered. “But… I think the rest of you should get in on the persuading.”

Nobunaga chuckled as he came over me, positioning himself between my open legs. “I am prepared to spend all night negotiating this alliance.” He replied, slipping himself inside and filling me in a way I had never experienced before. 

We kept our negotiations going all night, Nobunaga bringing me pleasure as I had never experienced before.

[amenomiko]

Just This Once

Pairing : IkeSen Nobunaga x Kicho

XxSmut + BLxX

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Hideyoshi's scurried steps; the uneasiness, the scowl, the extreme panic expressions were mixed into one. Pacing back and forth, he eventually let out a loud groan. "We should send out the search party!! Right now! Anything can happen to him!!"

"Late night, with heavy rain, and thunder?" Mitsuhide answered nonchalantly, looking out the window as he said those words. "Our Lord must have taken an inn somewhere. He is not weak."

"That's obvious! But what if he-"

"He can manage, I believe he will return the next morning." Mitsuhide continued, a silent smile was on his face.

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"Mm- Nnghh--"

Heavy breaths can be heard in that thunderstorm. A figure of two beings can be seen within that darkness, with the help of both of lightning, and the candles around the room. Raven hair soaked wet, and so does the jet black ones, not to be cared if their bodies wet the tatami beneath them.

"Nngh.." Nobunaga bucked his hips forward, causing the latter to gag slightly. There was a frown, but only for a second, and it was continued for another heavy breaths again. Nobunaga look down, his hand were still gripping on the raven hair locks, guiding it to move back and forth on his length, every now and then.

"I miss this.. Don't you?" He grinned, "..Kicho?"

Lightning illuminate the room once more, revealing a beauty of a man, none other than his former man that he had taken in 3 years back. Kicho pulled away, rubbing his cock to catch his breath, "I don't. Like I said few minutes ago, just this once." Kicho opened his mouth again, engulfing into Nobunaga's throbbing cock, taking it deep and down his throat, almost reaching to the back. It is big, and long enough to fill his mouth, and he bob his head, again and again, followed by series of groan and moans.

"You didn't? Even though this is what we always do back then? Getting an inn and having your mouth on my sex? Look at you.. Stretching your mouth desperately on my cock, bobbing your head eagerly.. What a naughty thing you are."

Kicho didn't give a comeback, only to pull away, and suck the tip, making Nobunaga to sigh heavily at it. "And you have gotten good. I have trained you well."

His cock were suck on the side, the sound of delicious slurps can be heard before Kicho lap his tongue on the tip of his cock. "Just cum already. The rain is ending soon, for sur- mmmf--!"

It was shoved deeply into his throat. Kicho almost gag himself when Nobunaga forcefully riding his mouth, groaning once he have reached his climax, filling his throat with thick liquid that he have to swallow immediately. "Haaah.. Nnghh.." The rest of it were sprayed onto his face, and he quivered from the way it trickled all over his mouth and cheeks.

...That was a lot. As always.

The thought makes his legs to squirm slightly. He grit his teeth, memories of the past, their heavy love making swim into his mind that instant. With a grunt, he clean himself and stood, "That's enough, I believe. Be greatful there's no bloodshed today, Nobunaga-"

His hand reach for the door, as his waist were circled from behind, causing his shaking legs to stumble backwards. His obi were swiftly opened, revealing his bare hole to Nobunaga. "You- what are you- ngh--"

There it is. He could feel the same big thing that were moving in and out of his mouth, is now rubbing in between of his ass. "Stop. I only agreed to relief you once. Just once-- Ngh-" He grunted, movement locked, his hole were already spread apart with Nobunaga's cock.

"I haven't said that I'm satisfied. Not yet."

Kicho's silent, and sharp gasp filled the room, each time his hole were spread further and further, until Nobunaga's cock were fully occupied inside. He wanted to get away, helplessly trying to get away, only to shiver uncontrollably because his body already give in to the thing that shaped him on the inside, many times, as per 3 years ago. Whenever he tried, it was pushed inside further, followed by the chuckle from the man behind him.

".....Just.. Just this once.. Make it quick."

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"Lord Kicho, there you are. I was worried as we get separated last night. And.. You look exhausted. Why didn't you ride your horse?"

Kicho give a glance to his assistant, only to dismiss him with "It's fine. The wet ground make it hard to move for the horse."

"...It will leak out for sure."

"Pardon?"

"..It's nothing. Postpone any meeting with clients today, as I would like to take a rest." Kicho proceed to enter his mansion, almost carefully taking each steps that he could, as if preventing something from trickling down his legs.

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"Another day, another secret rendezvous night. Though unfortunately it was raining heavily that Hideyoshi almost lose it." Mitsuhide chuckles, crossing his arms with a grin. "Satisfied, My Lord?"

Nobunaga smirks, rolling the konpeito in his fingers. "Worth for this month, as this morning, I continued to eat my luxurious food."

"Congratulations, My Lord." Mitsuhide chuckles, "Well, if we tell Hideyoshi that this is the annual thing you do every month to meet my cousin for your special night, he will end up fainting."

"Let him be." Nobunaga smirks, popping the konpeito in his mouth, anticipating for the next month to come,

...To make his raven beauty to sing for his name again.

[fandom-collective-writers]

Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire (NSFW)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku Pairing: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC Warnings: NSFW, Oral sex (female receiving) vaginal penetration  Written by: @voltage-vixen​ Prompts: Sleigh ride your partner into holiday bliss & Bodies roasting by an open fire

The village that surrounded the perimeters of Azuchi Castle fell silent as it was the grave of eve on a nipper winter night. Specks of white snow droplets coated the grounds, painting the terrain in a luminescent blanket of ivory fluff. Within the walls of the dwellings that lined the streets of the Oda Clan territory, the villagers slumbered peacefully. Everything and everyone in the town was tranquil-

-Save for the moans and groans echoing from the tenshu of the Great Lord himself. 

Flames from the fire cackled, burning an immense heat that elicited tricklets of sweat from the body of Nobunaga’s Fireball as she thrusted her hips again and again while her warlord squirmed beneath her in pleasure. With each roll of MC’s body grinding and tightly clenching the passion between his thighs, Nobunaga’s torso would ascend in attempt to trace his fingers along the curves of his lover, only to be denied by his lucky charm as she would firmly tap his chest back down against the surface of the futon.

“My lord, shall I remind you again? Naughty boy. Tonight, I will be the one to pleasure you.”

To punish Nobunaga for defying her orders, MC ceased her movement; drawing a testy growl from the man who held her heart’s affection. His cock twitched inside of MC in a fit of impatience, forcing her to bite her lip to lull the moan threatening to escape at how damn good Nobunaga and all of his glory felt against the slickness of her walls. 

“Once again, my lucky charm isn’t very skilled at keeping her true desires hidden,” Nobunaga crooned, smirking at MC’s slight curl of her mouth. “If you wish to please me, allow me to hearken in the harmony of your angelic voice.”

While pondering the weight of Nobunaga’s declaration, MC’s eyes involuntarily rolled to the back of her head when an abrupt jolt of the warlord’s pelvis ascended to deepen their enjoinment. 

“It pleases me when I can survey you from underneath,” Nobunaga crooned, wiggling the arch of his eyebrow enticingly as his gaze shifted towards the bareness of her supple breasts that were jiggling from when her back arched at his recent movement. His words heeded no repeating since MC swiftly propped her chest out and her hands encompassed the soft mounds of flesh. Nobunaga’s voice hitched; memorized by the marvelous sight of her fingers kneading the skin he longed to caress.  

“You drive me crazy,” he breathed, his confession nearly bordering along the lines of a plea. “You’ve left me ravenous for you. Satisfy me and allow your lord a taste. I shall not heed in anticipation naught a moment longer. Take your rightful place upon my mouth.”

Eager of the naughtiness she knew was about to be instilled upon her, MC dug her nails into the sheet of the futon. Crawling up the length of Nobunaga’s body, she paused once settled over his face and braced herself. MC gasped when Nobunaga’s hands cupped the mound of her ass and pulled her down where his tongue was zealously awaiting.

“Ah, yes, Nobunaga!!” she screamed at the blissful intrusion of him assaulting her. “Yes, eat me for as long as your heart desires. Grant me the release to cum, my lord. Taste what I have to offer. Lick me clean until my nectar quenches your thirst.”

Nobunaga’s tongue grazed along at her walls; his pace leisurely, yearning to stall out the session of pleasing. Not wanting to leave any part of her body neglected, Nobunaga’s teeth found the velvet of her folds. His gentle nibbles earned a moan of gratification from MC from the thrill the delightful friction was eliciting. Teasingly grazing his nose against the swell of her clit, the warlord’s large palms traveled to the sway of her breasts, murmuring in delight as he toyed and squeezed while her hips snapped into a rhythmic bounce and carried on with her mission of vigorously riding him until the both were left content. 

The electric of each one of Nobunaga’s fondles were only turning MC on more and more. She grew wetter and wetter, eventually feeling a pool of her wetness drizzle onto the inner surface of her thigh. MC’s eyes half-shut when the onset of fluttering in her lower belly pushed her into the brink of a delirious state.

With MC’s body jolting from the waves of electricity, she collapsed down beside Nobunaga’s side and snuggled under his arm. Her head rested on the perspiration trickling down his chest. The embers of the flames continued to burn hot, yet paled in comparison to the heat scorching through Nobunaga’s frame. 

“My greedy girl,” Nobunaga hummed, his lips curling in amusement at the way MC was provocatively gaping at his naked torso. “Are you already prepared to engage in more sweetness? I myself am ready. No matter how often we make love, I could never grow disinterested in you.”

Their gazes locked upon one another, and the obvious passion was coated in MC’s eyes. Words were not needed to express consent since MC nodded in haste, curling her fingers to fasten her grip onto his shoulders. Lifting her hips to align with Nobunaga, the woman gasped when the thickness of his erection stretched her. Immersed with the newfound fullness inside of her, MC stroked the side of Nobunaga’s cheek and met his gaze.

“You’re not the only one who could never grow disinterested either, my lord,” MC asserted. Wiggling her hips in encouragement, MC’s eyes disappeared into the back of her head when Nobunaga eventually did thrust forward. Nothing else around them mattered as the heat of their bodies rose.

Fulfilling the inclinations of their mutual pining became their only objective as they crashed into each other. Over and over, each thrust became more desperate to satisfy the magnitude of their cravings.

As snowflakes continued to drape the town’s structure and chill the air outside, the outpour of heat continued to incline in the tenshu, even long after the burning flames of the roasting fire ceased in the wee hours of the early morning. 

[voltage-vixen]

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Nobu body worship

I just want to see someone worshipping Nobu’s beautiful body while having sex with her.

[afi-writes]

The Goddess of Dragon and Demon

Sunshine & Starlight Creation Challenge

Hosted by: @violettduchess & @lorei-writes

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku Ship: Masamune x female reader x Nobunaga                                                            Prompt: Late Night Trysts Word count: 4602 Beta-reader: @ruki-mukami-dl's admin Summary: When both the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven and the One-Eyed Dragon come after you, there is only one reasonable solution. CW: NSFW, shameless smut, threesome, kinda kinky A/N: I had written the start of this fic back in 2021 and recently found it in my files. So, I decided to translate and finish it finally.

Cicadas. You can’t stop hearing their chirring even though the sliding doors to the terrace are closed. The garden must be full of them as their sound floods your room.

As you push the door open, the final rays of the setting sun caress your face. Watching the fireball sinking behind the castle walls, you cannot deny the humid heat that still lingers in the air. The summer night is not freed from it, not even in its darkest moments, and it slithers under the layers of your kimono.

Leaving the door to the garden open, you hope to cool down at least a bit before bedtime and sit down at your desk. You allow your mind to wander. You shouldn’t but sometimes it’s simply easier to let go than trying to fight back.

500 years. Who would have ever believed it? And just a couple of months ago, you were determined to go back home. Perhaps that should still be your goal…

But… You sigh.

It’s complicated.

It didn’t take long for Oda Nobunaga to invite you into his private quarters, the Tenshu, after you had arrived. He had named you as his lucky charm, and, of course, he wanted to take advantage of you.

That first night. It has burned into your mind. A hand pressed against the wall, as Nobunaga’s face leaned closer with a smug smirk lingering on his lips. He rose a sake cup on your lips.

“You shall be my cup tonight.” Those words sent shivers down your spine. They still do.

The first game of Go. You will never forget. Nobunaga conquered your hand finger by finger, capturing your soul there and then. Obviously, you didn’t admit it back then, but there is a limit how much you can lie to yourself.

A sigh leaves your lips again.

Life could be simple. You could have surrendered to Nobunaga… but there was something else. On your first night in the castle – before that fated game of Go – Date Masamune had marched into your room, threatening you with his katana. Oh, you had boiled inside! How had he dared?

And that unconsented kiss later! Nobunaga might have challenged you to questionable gambling, but for Masamune, the whole life was a game, and you were the princess on the board he wanted to spirit away for himself.

So, wanted it or not, you had been pulled into the battle royale of the hearts with no clue which warlord would make the final conquest. All you knew was that even if the wormhole were to appear, you had no interest in it. Not in the least.

“Did you leave your door open for me, Kitten?” The soft voice makes you flinch.

You turn only to see Masamune leaning against the terrace door frame, his gaze wandering around your dim personal space. You have already spread your futon, and he peeks toward it before meeting your eyes.

So much for cooling down before sleeping, Masamune has that effect. Just one wild look and your stomach is filled with butterflies and your feet turn into jelly. The most sensible thing would be resisting his pull… but… can you? Can you really?

If you were reasonable, you would keep both men at arm’s length, learned how to win your game of Go, and return to your own time. No romantic trysts.

No romantic trysts.

No romantic…

Masamune slides his zori sandals off on the terrace and strolls in. He doesn’t ask for permission, of course, he doesn’t. And if you would tell him no, he would read your body instead of listening to your words. Unfortunately, you can already feel how much your body is yelling yes.

The summer breeze follows Masamune, making his hair dance around his head as wild as the man himself. The One-Eyed Dragon. It’s almost like he is preying on you tonight as his only eye captures you.

You should think of cicadas but now you barely hear them anymore, for your heart bounces and your pulse throbs in your ears. “You… you know… in my time, it’s not appropriate to walk into a woman’s room in the middle of the night without permission.” You can hear how strained your voice is.

Masamune chuckles. “Your eyes gave the permission as soon as you looked at me.” He inches closer, peering down at you.

Getting up, you step back. It’s useless as Masamune proceeds. Yet you keep retreating away until you meet the wall. Focusing on steadying your breath, you glare at the man, the dragon before you. He leans in, placing his palm next to your head. The wind rides in again, pushing his scent all over you and making your knees weak.

The citric fragrance of yuzu is pleasant, and you can’t shake the thought that you missed your evening bath. Yet Masamune doesn’t seem to mind as he scoots even closer, almost nuzzling your nose with his. “Will you finally purr for me tonight, Kitten?”

You gasp, your mind filling with pictures of every smooch that has burned your lips. With each, Masamune has made it clear that there could be more. But so far, he has accepted your refusal. Except that one time when you stank of gunpowder. The bite mark stained your skin for a while after that.

“Masamune, I…” You are forced to swallow the rest of your sentence as his mouth smacks on yours. Tenderness is far away from scraping and tugging teeth that almost make you swoon. Yet you can’t stop yourself from meeting the demanding tongue, fighting it as if you two were on the battlefield, trying to conquer each other’s realms.

This is exactly what Sasuke warned you about.

But you don’t care. Instead, you grab the collar of Masamune’s kimono, pulling him deeper into the kiss and –

A knock. Someone calls your name. You recognize the soft and innocent voice. One of the maids.

You pant as Masamune releases your lips but doesn’t move off you. Instead, he leans on you, and his heated breath tickles your ear. “Don’t let her in. The situation would only confuse the young lady.”

You swallow. Without meeting Masamune’s gaze, you stare at the door instead. “I apologize but it’s late and I’m tired.”

“But…” The maid inhales loudly behind the door. “Oda-sama is calling for you. He wants you in the Tenshu.”

One glance reveals the grin that spreads on Masamune’s face as he shakes his head at you. Heat slithers deep within you. “Tell him I’m not coming tonight.”

The maid sighs but doesn’t argue. After a while, her footsteps move away until their sound no longer carries into your ears.

“Now, where were we…” Masamune takes your chin, turning your head once again toward his.

You wheeze as your heart bounces like the world is ending. Darkness lays its blanket in the garden behind you, dimming the room even more.

This is a bad idea.

Such a bad idea.

The worst!

Masamune has told you how he kisses anyone who looks cute enough. This isn’t serious for him, but it can be crucial to you.

“If you're not careful, I won't settle for simply capturing your lips tonight.” A hot breath on your face with a hint of spices.

“Then… perhaps…” You tug the collar of his kimono. “…you shouldn’t settle…”

There. Now, it has been said.

Masamune doesn’t hesitate. He shoves you against the wall and rams his lips on yours before thrusting his tongue in between them and making your mouth a battlefield once more. His ferocity makes your knees buckle again but there is no chance to fall as you are squeezed between the dragon and the wall.

A thump. The door of your room slides open. A sigh swipes over your mouth as Masamune pulls back. Heaving, you take support from behind and try to steady yourself as your turn to look to the side.

The carnelian eyes squint beneath the raven bangs. Heat creeps up your neck and over your face, as Nobunaga strolls into the room, gliding the door back shut. “I see my lucky charm has caught your attention, Masamune-san.”

You’re about to choke on your heart, for it is pounding painfully fast. Danger lingers behind the carnelian color as Nobunaga accepts the challenge. You know he is not the one to lose, and you don’t want Masamune to pay the price.

Can Dragon flout Demon without losing its last eye? It is like you are suddenly standing in the middle of the battlefield.

Masamune straightens up. “I was wondering how far I could get before you rush in.”

Unbelievable! As if the whole life was about gambling!

You open your mouth but right then and there Nobunaga roams closer. Tonight, like every night when you play, he wears his kimono in an inappropriate manner, much more casually than during the daytime.

A smirk arises on the lips of Demon. “I’m afraid you’re going to be bored tonight.” Nobunaga lets out a chuckle. “It’s time for her to have a game of Go with me.”

Surprisingly, you can’t distinguish jealousy from Nobunaga’s voice. The fact burns a hole into your chest. It’s not like you wanted to toy with several men, but perhaps you hoped to be worth a bit stronger reaction. Of course, you don’t wish them to throw themselves into a sword fight over you, but…

…but…

…but could Nobunaga care even a little?

Masamune draws his index finger along his chin line. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, Nobunaga-sama, but Kitten has already made arrangements with me.” There is a smirk lingering on his lips as well. “For a very different kind of game.”

Nobunaga closes the distance between you all. You press your back against the wall, feeling how electricity sizzles in the air, crackling between the men. Swallowing, you admit your foolishness. You shouldn’t have listened to Masamune, for, obviously, Nobunaga wouldn’t wait till another evening.

Glancing at Masamune, you notice his eye is glued to Nobunaga, challenging the man he serves. Does he have death wishes? Why?

Without paying more attention to his vassal, Nobunaga turns his gaze to you. He measures you from head to toe with his usual smugness wafting in his face. You are familiar with that expression of winning the game. “You know that if you refuse to play, you lose that round.”

You shake your head. “We haven’t discussed such a rule.”

“A rule doesn't cease to exist just because you haven't looked into it.” Nobunaga takes your hand, glancing at Masamune, and raises it on his lips.

Masamune doesn’t move, doesn’t even say a thing, digging yet another hole into your chest. Are you nothing but a plaything to both these men?

As you question your life choices, Nobunaga presses a kiss onto your fingertips, making you gasp. “I have already conquered this territory.” He sucks your index finger into his mouth, his tongue playing with it in a slow teasing way while his gaze never leaves your face.

With a wet slurp, Nobunaga releases your finger only to reach for your earlobe with his other hand. “Your ear belongs to me as well.”

You can’t but nod, and he kisses your wrist. Your heart starts to bounce even more rapidly as you realize what is to come. Not now! Not in front of Masamune.

But without asking permission, the fingers leave your ear as Nobunaga crouches before you, lowering his hand and brushing the bare toes of your right foot. He traces his way to your ankle. “I won over this leg completely last time.”

Nobunaga’s fingers slide higher under your kimono which you know wish to have more layers. The fabric slips aside far too easily, revealing everything to Masamune’s gaze too.

“I wonder which part of you I should conquer next.” Nobunaga chuckles again.

“I can see you have been playing an interesting game.” Masamune scoots closer. “However, I would like to point out that I have also made a conquest and will defend my territory.”

You don’t have time to react before Masamune’s lips are on yours once more. Fiercer than ever, turning you into mush.

“Hmmm, I don’t know.” Nobunaga scoffs, leaving the back of your knee as he rises. His hand lands against the wall beside your head at the same moment, Masamune snakes his tongue into your mouth, entangling it with yours.

As he leans in, Nobunaga’s stare burns into you. “There are things I’m willing to share with my men, and things that belong only to me.”

Snorting, Masamune retreats. You gasp for breath, not knowing if you should try to sink through the wall and make a run for it between the men who talk about you as if you were a field of rice, a possession whose ownership is up for negotiation.

The thing is… you are not. And it is not their decision. You don’t care if one of them is the Demon King of Sixth Heaven and the other The One-Eyed Dragon of Oshu. You’re not theirs to rule.

Placing one hand on Masamune’s chest and the other on Nobunaga’s, you shove them both. The surprise attack works, and both falter slightly. With shaking legs, you rush into middle of the room and glare at them. “Where I come from, men don’t decide such conquests.” You try to make your voice as confident as possible. “The woman decides who can have her and when.”

“Fascinating, our princess is full of marvels.” Nobunaga shoots a glance at Masamune before locking his gaze with yours. “But I want to remind you of the rules you agreed to before our first game.”

“I don’t see the joy in taking something by force. I will conquer you piece by piece until you voluntarily surrender to me completely.”

Your cheeks flare as Nobunaga’s statement returns to your mind. A realization hits you. Your head bends into a nod before you have time to stop yourself. The gesture makes your heart sink. If you don’t gamble, you are to lose someone tonight.

And you can’t have that.

So… you can only play.

“You have won your conquest, Nobunaga.” You nod again. “But I have my conditions. I’m not a realm for you two to fight over or divide as you wish. I’m the sun that shines where she wants to.”

Masamune jerks his brow up. “Sounds like tonight our princess wishes to a goddess.” He caresses your chin. “What is your suggestion, Kitten?”

You touch Masamune’s hand briefly. “The one who works better for the conquest will have the final conquer.”

You meet Nobunaga’s eyes. His gaze challenges you in this very instant, and you notice Masamune’s single eye flashing. You have never said anything as daring as this.

Nobunaga lifts his hand, playing with a lock of your hair. “And how is the winner defined?”

“That is for the sun… the goddess to tell later.” You have to force yourself not to quiver, for this is no time for wavering.

The silence spreads in the dim room. The truth is these two are not ones to share… but will they?

“So, you wish us to play a different game?” Nobunaga’s eyes don’t leave you as he talks.

You nod. “That is right. You are warlords. So… prove that you are qualified to reign this realm of me.” You glance at each. “But this battle can’t be won with a sword.”

“What are you saying, Kitten?” Masamune chuckles. “I think it is a sword you want indeed. Or should I say swords?” As the words leave his lips, he lifts his arm and tugs your obi open. With an obvious experience, he gets rid of the said piece of clothing. It drops on the tatami with a light thud. You probably wouldn’t normally even pay attention to such a quiet sound, but at the moment, all your senses are spreading out and probing for the tiniest shift in the mood and atmosphere.

While Masamune removes the obi, Nobunaga shoves the kimono off your shoulders. Heat courses through you, filling even the smallest, deepest parts of your body when you realize these men will see everything. They will relish the sight of you. Or will they? What if they don’t like what they’ll see? Surely, they both have had tons of experience and many women have given them pleasures.

The distracting thoughts run wild in your mind, but you force your expression to stay calm. Be the sun, be the goddess they called you. Be unbothered by anything that was before you. Be the Goddess of One-Eyed Dragon and Demon King of Sixth Heaven.

“Worship the realm, and it might be yours.” The words escape you before you can prevent them. With a flaring face, you gaze at the men who are already rulers.

“The challenge must be accepted.” A smug smirk raises on Nobunaga’s lips. “What do you think, Masamune-san? Will you fight this battle with me?” He slides the kimono down your arms while speaking.

Masamune grabs the same garment and pushes it open, revealing your breasts whose peaks are already throbbing. “I agree, my lord. But I must say, Nobunaga-sama, I won’t lose my battles.” He closes his mouth around one of your perky buds and you can’t swallow your gasp. Without further thought, you lace your finger with his thick hair.

“Neither do I.” Nobunaga gives the kimono a final tug, making it pile on the floor while he covers your nape with kisses.

You shiver. Twenty fingers trace your skin: ten from behind, ten on your sides. Masamune’s tongue tortures your nipple, hardening it. Wails push past your lips, and a swamp develops deep within you.

Nobunaga’s smooches turn into nibbles, his teeth grazing your skin, and you’re sure there will be marks of his ownership in the morning. Tilting your head, you let out a whine, but it is only replied by two dark chuckles.

Hands grab your waist from behind and haul you against hips. A bulge presses between your buttocks, telling you Nobunaga can offer something huge. By that thought, the realization hits; you asked for them both and they are eager to deliver… which means you will have them. And if you know them at all, they aren’t the ones to wait and take turns. But can you handle that much? For goodness’ sake, you have never had two men simultaneously.

The thought makes you clench and the moistness spreads between your thighs. Masamune sucks your nipple into his mouth and gives it a playful tug with his teeth while Nobunaga grinds against your butt.

Your wailing makes Dragon roar. He grabs your breast and releases the other only to shower your belly with smooches. Crouching, he kisses his way to the south. Further and further down. As he reaches your lower abdomen, you feel another hand on your waist slip down and reach for the apex of your thighs.

“Sneaky.” Masamune’s voice vibrates against your soft curly hair at the same time as Nobunaga’s fingers meander their way in between your swollen folds.

“Hmm, it seems our Goddess enjoys having men to do her bidding like this.” Nobunaga’s words caress your nape. “So wet already.” His teeth scratch the skin, and his digit dives in, retreating again and bringing out more juices of your burning lust. Dipping the finger in once more, it almost seems like he tries to make you spill over.

But Masamune isn’t going to lose here. His lips meet your folds, gliding over your pulsating pearl. As his tongue begins to dance around it, you arch your back and quiver against Nobunaga’s chest, and tug Masamune’s hair, making him groan against your loins. The waves of pleasure take you over, and your moans echo from the walls when Masamune keeps teasing and sucking your wailing nub, and Nobunaga tortures your soaked entrance.

“Shh, do not wake the whole castle up.” Nobunaga raises one hand, tracing your neck until he reaches your chin. As you moan again, he pushes two fingers into your mouth, forcing you to almost gag. You whine but your voice is muffled, while digits fuck both of your moist caverns and Masamune’s tongue tortures you with an endless dance of teasing. You hang on the edge of coming apart, ready to be sent to heaven… or hell, though you have no idea which one this is.

But just when you are about to explode into all colors of the rainbow, Nobunaga slides his digits out of your soaked depths. Your protest is muted by the fingers which still keep your tongue busy.

While Masamune sucks your nub of pleasures, Nobunaga traces your folds, spreading your juices all over. He moves further away from your entrance and closes in on the other opening, making you tense. But he does not mind your nervousness. Instead, he smears your wetness between your buttocks, circling his dampened finger around your hole before gliding it in and probing your reaction.

You whine, and digits dip deeper into your mouth. At the same time, one sneaks into your butt. You squirm and meander, but you aren’t getting anywhere from your two torturers.

Seeing the opportunity, Masamune moves his hand and lets his fingers intrude into your wet depths while still licking and circling your clit. Synchronously, Nobunaga keeps stretching your rear, using your liquids of lust as his lubricant. This is almost too much to take. Too much to bear. You are filled and unable to even wail. Stars explode in your mind, while you sob and gag, arching and coming apart in the hands of your two warlords. While you squirm and whimper, they keep at their pace as if they are never going to stop, making you cum again and again until your legs begin to shake, giving in. You fall, but two pairs of arms catch you before you hit the tatami.

“Already exhausted, Kitten?” Masamune chuckles and pecks your cheek. You can smell your own desire on him, and the scent makes you flare all over. Noting your blush, Masamune leans in. “This was only the first act; the sequel is about to start.”

Nobunaga nibbles your earlobe. “She looks like she has already surrendered.”

“She might, but I have not.” Masamune steals a kiss from your half-open lips, before lifting and carrying you on the futon.

Nobunaga follows in Masamune’s heels, and suddenly the futon you have been perfectly happy with before feels crowded. Masamune lays you down and tugs his obi open as Nobunaga does the same. You can’t but gape when two battle-hardened bodies are revealed for your eyes. Both scarred, yet beautiful, full of well-formed muscles you wish to run your fingertips along.

And, of course, that isn’t all, for it is obvious how ready both men are. The towering proofs of their yearning for you make you swallow. You’ll be sore tomorrow. But that is a problem for the future you. Now, you can feel how the futon gets slowly soaked as you think of those two shafts piercing you.

Two gazes turn to you: one pair of carnelian lust and a single sky-blue orb of heated summer day. The air wafts with lingering cravings, unspoken yet so clear. This is the point of no return, for after this nothing can be undone.

Masamune sits on the futon and lifts you on his lap, his hardness pressing against your belly as you put your legs on both sides of his. You can hear Nobunaga’s movements behind you, and soon his fingertips travel along your spine.

“I don’t see the joy in taking something by force,” Nobunaga repeats the words he said to you on the first night.

“Me neither.” Masamune nuzzles your cheek. “You are to roar ‘moon’ if anything is unpleasant to you, Kitten.”

“Moon?” you gasp the word.

“Is that clear?” Nobunaga’s voice radiates against your ear.

You nod, not trusting that you can muster out a single word anymore.

“You have to say it, Kitten.”

Swallowing, you force your lips to move. “Yes.”

As if that was the cue the men had been waiting for, they move almost in unison. Masamune snatches your butt, lifting you while Nobunaga’s fingers sneak again between your folds. He smears your wetness, pushing it into your rear. And once he’s done, you feel how Masamune’s hardness wedges on your entrance, sinking in inch by inch as the wails escape you once more. He fills you so completely, capturing your senses.

But more is to come. Another thick shaft rubs your butt, testing the waters and teasing the valley between your buttocks. You tense in Masamune’s grasp, and he stays still, waiting if you cry for the moon. But you don’t. The tip of Nobunaga’s cock inches in, stretching you slowly and more carefully than you would have expected from the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. Then again, it is heaven, not hell. He holds you by your waist, while Masamune squeezes your buttocks.

Finally, Nobunaga stops, heaving onto your nape. “As deliciously tight as I assumed. Tell me, am I the first to conquer this part of the realm?”

You moan in response. The men aren’t even moving, and you already feel so taken that you aren’t sure if you will survive the rest.

“I take that as a yes.”

You can imagine the self-righteous grin that probably dashes onto Nobunaga’s face at the moment the words leave his mouth.

“Nevertheless, Kitten purred for me first.” Masamune’s voice is strained. “You will purr more, won’t you, Kitten?” And by that, he lifts your hips only to shove you back down. You clench around his length, whining and quivering as Nobunaga thrusts in and out at the same pace.

The room is filled with wet slips and muffled moans as the two men hammer you into a bliss you have never experienced before. You tremble and wail in between them, hanging on Masamune’s shoulders while your nails dig into his skin as they fill you up, reaching in so deep it is almost painful, yet pleasure takes over your senses, and you can’t do anything but surrender to the sensations that course through your veins and numb the reason out your mind. Right now, you live only for this rapture and relish in it like the sun wouldn’t rise tomorrow again. There is nothing else than these arms around you and shafts that take you, making you a possession of these two rulers of their own right. You might be their Goddess, but they surely reign you right now.

With each push, with every shove, you sink further into a whirlpool of gratification. You moan, almost crying, as you explode into colorful stars again. You are nothing but throbbing pleasure, squeezing the men that have pierced you. Panting and sobbing you surrender willingly. “I’m yours…”

Your words cause another explosion, then a third, and you are filled with a hot, thick load that flows into you, marking even the most private territories of you.

The conquest is over. You have given your everything and received everything. In a sweaty, heaving tangle, you all fall on the futon, forming a knot of limbs as you lay entwined.

“Well…?” Nobunaga puffs into your hair. “…who deserves… the realm, Goddess?”

“Yeah, Kitten… tell us…” Drained mumbles push out of Masamune’s mouth and onto your lips.

And you give the answer of the Goddess for Dragon and Demon. The answer only you three know.

The edit is made of official Ikemen Sengoku game art. The characters are from CGs I got from the mobile version and the background is from the Switch version of the game.

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Rating: Explicit Pairing: Oda Nobunaga (Ikemen Sengoku) x Original Female Character Characters: Oda Nobunaga (Ikemen Sengoku), Eri Davidson (Original Female Character of Color) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Slow Burn, Flirting (so much flirting), Teasing, Oda Nobunaga is a huge flirt and a huge tease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, Slight Timeskip Near the End

Summary:

The pain was crippling at first: a sharp, searing thing that seemed to be the only constant in her life for more days than she could count. It was like a tooth that had been pulled, leaving sensitive, exposed nerves behind. Waking her up in the middle of the night to remind her, to make her remember what she'd lost. Showing up to knock her down with random crying jags in the middle of the day. Her grief was overwhelming, overpowering... the only thing she could see for miles, for a very long time.

A/N: I don't own these Ikemen Sengoku characters; they belong to Cybird. Some of the dialogue from the first chapters is taken directly from the prologue of the game.

Chapter One: Kyoto Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Two: Waking Nightmare Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Three: Lucky Charm Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Four: Journey to Azuchi Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Five: The Chatelaine of Azuchi Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Six: No Easy Conquest Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Seven: A Special Event Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Eight: A Familiar Face Tumblr | AO3

Chapter Nine: Coming Soon*

*I am in the process of putting all of my fics from AO3 onto Tumblr. Chapters of this fic will be posted to Tumblr as I have time to add them, but you can read the story in its entirety on AO3.

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Ikemen Sengoku - HC

* - HCs/series with this symbol by the title have had their trigger warning lists updated in co-operation with readers via this survey. The other works may lack certain (all) trigger warnings. all = all suitors available at the time of posting the work

Warlords

Truth Serum: (all warlords)

*Warlords & Summer: (all warlords)

*Warlords having “THE TALK”: (all warlords, minus Motonari and Keiji)

*Warlords reacting to pornbot siege: (all warlords)

Reacting to ff about themselves: (all warlords)

Modern things the warlords would appreciate (all warlords, excluding Kennyo)

What if IkeSen was a Disney movie and ONLY Kenshin wouldn’t sing.

*HC: Bunnies at Work - Kenshin

*x Witch!MC:

Nobunaga Oda + visualisation of MC

Masamune Date

Behind the scenes: Masamune & Nobunaga

Mitsuhide Akechi

Ieyasu Tokugawa (+visualisation of MC in the notes) 

Behind the scenes: Ieyasu & Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

Mitsunari Ishida

Behind the scenes: Hideyoshi & Mitsunari

Kenshin Uesugi

Shingen Takeda

Behind the scenes: Shingen & Kenshin

Yukimura Sanada

Sasuke Sarutobi

Behind the scenes: Yukimura & Sasuke

*The way meeting her changed him… :

Masamune & Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi & Mitsunari

Kennyo & Kyubei

Kenshin & Shingen

* Modern AU Boyfriend:

Mitsuhide

Shingen

Kenshin

Family AU:

Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi

Masamune; Masamune ft. Shogetsu

Kenshin  

If he were to be a parent:

 Masamune

Coming to the future: 

Masamune

Finding the guide:

Mitsuhide, Masamune, Kenshin

Modern AU

Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari

Kenshin & Shingen +mentioned Yukimura

Nobunaga, Mitsuhide

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MC

*MC with/who is...:

Insecure about her body: Kanetsugu

a Chinese contortionist: Nobunaga & Kenshin

Innocent / Kind: Kenshin & Hideyoshi

Insecure about having small breasts: Masamune, Mitsuhide & Kenshin

Very Serious about Pinky Promises: Masamune & Kenshin

Fear of Needles: Masamune & Shingen

Sensory Sensitivity - Food: Masamune

Attention Deficit Disorder: Mitsuhide

Atopic Dermatitis: Masamune, Kenshin, Hideyoshi

Apathetic / Depressed: Masamune, Nobunaga, Ieyasu

Physically Strong: Masamune & Shingen

Loves tuba: Nobunaga, Ieyasu, Shingen,Mitsunari

Conflicted about her passion (swimming): Masamune

Finally snaps: Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Nobunaga

A prosthetic leg, threatening to boink warlords with it (crack): all warlords, Kennyo excluded

Experiences linguistic brain lags: Nobunaga, Masamune, Yukimura, Shingen

Traumatized after a battle: Masamune, Mitsuhide, Nobunaga

Polish: Hideyoshi, Masamune

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*OTP Prompts

Nobunaga

*Who is not afraid to embarrass the other in public?

Mitsunari

*Who finds stray animals and begs the other to let them keep them?

Ieyasu

*Who has trouble sleeping alone?

Kenshin

*Who says “I love you” more?

Yukimura

*Who finds it impossible to stay angry at the other for long?

*Who fusses over takes care of the other when they get ill?

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*Emoji Prompts

Prompts developed in the same post were grouped together.

Mitsuhide

❣️ What makes them blush (...)? 🎇 Are the feelings they have like a whirlwind (...)? 💐 Do they enjoy giving compliments (...)?

🌼 How do they view their significant other? 🌻 Will they do anything for their s/o? 🤧 How far will they go to take care of their sick s/o?

💕 Their future goals in a relationship? 🥰 How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o? 💋 How do they kiss?

Masamune

❣️ What makes them blush? 🎁 What gift would they get their s/o? 💋 How do they kiss?

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NSFW Alphabet

Mitsuhide Akechi (C, F, R, W) (D, E, L, M, V, Z)

Masamune Date  A-Z 

 Kenshin Uesugi (A, F, M, S, X, Y) (C, I, K, J, P, V)

Shingen Takeda (D, J, K) 

Yukimura Sanada (E, I, K, M)

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*Smut Alphabet

Masamune Date (A-Z)

Kenshin Uesugi (A, T, X)

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Fluff Alphabet

Nobunaga Oda (W, Q, L, K)

Mitsuhide Akechi ( A, F, K, M, O, R, Z)

Ieyasu Tokugawa (B, F, K, P, V, W, X)

Masamune Date (E, J, O, T, S, Y)

Shingen Takeda (A, S, E)

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IkeSen Thoughts Playlist (Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari, Masamune, Kenshin, Shingen, Kennyo)

[xxsycamore]

𝘐𝘒𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘕 𝘚𝘌𝘕𝘎𝘖𝘒𝘜 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

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••• ━━━━━Oda Nobunaga

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: 💃- Pull them in for a dance when noone else is around

Because, I said So [smut] Tags: Semi-public sеx, Modern AU, Boss/Employee Relationship

Owning you completely [smut] Tags:Bathroom (Onsen) Sex; Slight exhibitionism; Slight scent marking kink; Vaginal sex

Valiance [angst and fluff] Tags: OC; Strong Female Character; Light Angst; Feelings Realization; Love Confessions; First Kiss; War Allies to Lovers

••• ━━━━━Date Masamune

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: 🥺 - Ask them how much they love you 

How The Dragon of Oshu Breeds His Wife [smut] Tags: Breeding; Impregnation; Ovulation; Crying; Gentle Sex; Cunnilingus; Oral Sex; Married Characters; Mentions of Pregnancy; Dirty Talk; Multiple Orgasms; Creampie

Wild like the color blue [smut] Tags: Modern AU, Public sex, Pool sex, Cunnilingus

••• ━━━━━Takeda Shingen

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: 💃- Pull them in for a dance when noone else is around

Captor and Captured [smut] Tags: Kidnapping; Vaginal Sex; Cunnilingus; Femdom; Power Play; Nipple Play; Woman on Top; Alternate Universe - Modern Setting ;Light Dom/sub

••• ━━━━━Toyotomi Hideyoshi

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: Give them: 😘- A kiss on the cheek

Affections at dawn [smut] Tags: Vanilla; Vaginal Sex; Riding; Creampie; Aftercare; Gentle Sex

••• ━━━━━Akechi Mitsuhide

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: Give them: 🌼- A symbolic small flower 💃- Pull them in for a dance when noone else is around 🥺 - Ask them how much they love you

Blizzard incoming [smut] Tags:  Modern AU; Not wearing underwear; Slight exhibitionism kink; Vaginal sex

••• ━━━━━Sanada Yukimura

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: 💃- Pull them in for a dance when noone else is around

••• ━━━━━Kanetsugu Naoe

Tea break [fluff & smut] Tags: This is 90% tooth-rotting fluff and 10% smut; Massage; Body Worship; Blow Jobs; Cock Worship; Established Relationship

••• ━━━━━Mai (MC)

ficlets from my 1000 followers celebration event: Give them: 🧵- A hand-made craft

[rpfinderofchaos]

welcome to a brand new rp ad blog⊹₊⟡⋆! i’ve been wanting to make one for awhile, and since i have too much free time now, i figured why not ʅ ( ․ ⤙ ․) ʃ this blog is for peeps with rp tastes off all kinds; from one’s looking for platonic rps all the way to dark freak nasty rps. that being said, this blog is 18+ ONLY. it goes without saying there will be suggestive and dark post, and no adults need to be roleplaying with minors anyways. im very new to running an ad blog, or even running a public blog, so please if you have any tips or suggestions feel free to dm and let me know! but ofc we must also get into the rules👇🏽

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╰┈⋆.˚⟢minors DNI, again, 18+ ONLY. no one is to request to rp with anyone under 18. you MUST state your age range and the age range you want your partner to be, keeping them 18 and over. breaking this rule leads to an immediate block

╰┈⋆.˚⟢dead dove content is allowed on this blog, however ads asking for raceplay (not sure if this is deaddove but still), beastiality, and smut involving characters under the age of 16 will not be posted. it’s simply something i’m not comfortable posting. however incest and over 16 is okay. still make sure to include this 🍪 emoji, and avoid using the word ‘underage’ as this has gotten many other blogs banned before. also be sure to include the dove emoji if you’re looking for deaddove, so i can tag it as such.

╰┈⋆.˚⟢do not censor triggering words like rape or incest, it’s easier for the people who actually want to block this type of content, so they don’t have guess each and every censor to block. but again avoid using underage and simply use the cookie emoji.

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[crazyfreckledginger]

Hello, I just wanted to say, that I love your posts for Ikemen Sengoku. Your writing is great! Are you open for requests? If it‘s like that would you like to write something for Nobunaga Oda, preferably a NSFW Alphabet? 😬 Thank you very much for your excellent writing!

A/N: Sorry this is sooooo late, I plan on doing alot more Ikemen Sengoku smut, so feel free to request any when they are open! Anyway, hope you like it :).

Warning: smutty smut smut, also tried to make it as gender neutral as possible :D

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He's quite soft in his actions, caressing your skin soothingly, kissing your forehead and cuddling you close.

But don't be fooled. He is a cocky asshole with his words. He is still boasting about how hot your face was when he made you cum, constantly teasing you and whispering his dirty afterthoughts and sweet nothings alternatively.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his forearms and hands. Love it when you cling onto them for dear life as a powerful orgasm washes over you as he knows all your sensitive spots within you with his heavenly fingers.

Nobunaga loves your neck, loves kissing it, biting it, sucking it, caressing it. He loves being able to kiss and bit it 'innocently' when no one is looking so he can get back to it behind closed doors. He loves cuddling against your neck as well. It's so comforting.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He's very much into cumming inside of your cunt. It's his favourite place since it's so discreet (not for him obviously) and it's also clean. The thought of breeding you has crossed his mind and it really does something for him but you don't need to know the extent of that.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Humoured the idea of fucking you in the main hall when any one of his vassals or warlords could come in. Then it became something he really wanted to try out. He adores the idea of watching you getting caught and embarrassed as he shows off how much control he can exert over you and make the others jealous about how much of a good partner you are for him.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Not a surprise he's very experienced. Within minutes he already knew what brought your body to the edge. Though he had never had a romantic relationship before, so slow, sensual and loving was something he had to learn with you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He likes it when you ride him or sitting in his lap. Nobunaga adores deceiving you when you think you can take control and then just holding you down so he can thrust up into you, sitting on him with little power as he makes you come undone.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He is not humourous when you guys are having sex. He wants to stay focused to bring as much pleasure to the two of you as possible. Though he will tease you and whisper sweet nothings (or his dirty thoughts) relentlessly.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Always very well groomed, no surprise there, a warlord must always be prepared.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

It depends on his mood. Usually, he would much prefer keeping you to himself and be intimate and romantic.

When he's feeling daring and adventurous, he will happily do it semi-publicly. As long as no one can see your flushed and pleading face as he fucks you into the next week. If the others can hear you or at least know what is happening, he will thoroughly enjoy it.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does not masturbate, much preferring having your hand or lips around him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Nobunaga is very kinky once he learns a few things that are done in the future. Bondage and especially role play. He loves seeing the type of outfits that are popular in the future and how arousing you look in them. For his eyes only.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His favourites are in his room so he could do it before and after work, and the hot springs as a vacation outing.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He can be very patient if you're literally just breathing, it would be unfair for you if he exhausted you constantly when he's turned on by very minute things you do that you have no control over.

If you're willing to communicate to him that you're okay with it, he'll be shameless about it.

If you go out of your way to turn him on, albeit tease him verbally or physically, it's a more tricky situation ...for you,

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that might hurt you in any way, such as very kinky things that involve knives or sharp things or even certain degrees of spanking.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both, but he prefers receiving when he's stressed or tired. Otherwise, he'd much rather giving you oral.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Nobunaga is rough but at different degrees. If he's feeling particularly romantic, he'll have a slow pace but rough thrusts. If he's needy, he'll have a fast pace and rougher thrusts.

The lowest degree of roughness would be for lazy or morning sex -- which is still relatively rough.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He doesn't mind quickies much, there are very useful before a mission or on a mission, but he usually wants to savour you and have a lot more time to indulge. Most likely going in for more than a couple of rounds. He wants to enjoy it to the fullest.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

It doesn't take much on your part for him to take risks. If you broach a concept to him and/or tease him enough, he will happily experiment with you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go for more or less four or five rounds, depending on how much you worked him up during the day.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No, he is very much capable of bringing you overwhelming amounts of pleasure, nor does he need anyone or anything to replace you from satisfying him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Nobunaga can be really unfair. He can go days on teasing you and edging you until you are begging him to relieve you.

Though he has little patience when you manage to tease him as well. He's more unfair than you are but also losing his rag quicker than you do.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He can be if he wants to but only to tease you. He usually groans and grunts, with the occasional low moaning. But he can be very praising, which would contribute towards how loud he can be.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He loves it when you sit on his face -- usually per his request. Watching you as you shake and hold onto him from an upcoming orgasm only because of his face

Would be it the tugging at his hair? Your thighs so neatly folded on the sides of his face? Or perhaps the lack of air as he's restricted to inhaling your scent and eating you out? He could not pinpoint what makes him so fond of it, but it's always at the back of his mind.

Also riding his thigh, so convenient for him and still very fulfilling.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's a little longer than average and a little thicker than average as well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Very high. If it was up to him -- i.e. no duties, interruption, and if you could keep up with him. He would have you all day and night.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Whilst he can get physically exhausted, Nobunaga will never fall asleep before you do. He needs to make sure you are safe, happy and comfortable.

Falling asleep is the perfect indicator of that. Since you don't always want to tell him if something is wrong for the sake of his comfort, reading your body language over your words can give him the reassurance he needs to be satisfied.

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Pieces of the Night ~ Part 6

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Nobunaga x Reader x Masamune

~ Nobunaga’s POV ~

It was almost too good to miss. Aside from everything, sex with _____ was incredible.

Maybe it wasn’t just her and me together, maybe it was everything else that made it so good. I had come to her tonight and met with almost no resistance before she was saying my name and riding my cock. And Masamune... if he couldn’t make it happen for her.... The feel of her tight body so wet for me, the noises she made as I pushed her to her limit. And it was right there - the orgasm no one had ever given her. To have it in my reach and walk away, to be the one she’d always compare others to and give that up...

I am a good friend. And a fool. I might not be such a nice guy the next time around.

“Tell him you want him. Tell him he gets to be the one.”

Let’s be real. She’s telling me as much as him. And she hesitates just enough for me to know that she loves him. Now she knows it too. But it still feels good to milk her body through her high, and at least claim the reward of coming inside her.

“He’ll take good care of you,” I whisper in her ear as she catches her breath afterward.

“You were so close,” she replies.

Two minutes later I am gone.

TBC

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[writingwhimsey]

What Was The Movie Again?

Summer of Smut

Hosted by @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore

July 23rd Prompt: Cockwarming in the car at the outdoor movie theater

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Nobunaga and MC (female)

NSFW 18+

Warnings: cockwarming, penetration, penetrative sex, vaginal sex

What Was The Movie Again?

How in the world did I end up here? Here in this sweet torment? I should have known that taking Nobunaga to the drive-in theater would end in something like this. Granted I hadn’t expected him to take it this far.

It all started innocently enough. We had gone to the drive-in, me thinking it would be one of the best ways to show Nobunaga around modern life. When I had parked my car and settled in, Nobunaga had mentioned that he felt like the space between us was too far and he preferred watching movies with me in the apartment.

Silly me suggested we move to the backseat then, as I was all for cuddling with my boyfriend, while watching the movie. I mean he’s hot and I love him, why wouldn’t I want to be in his arms? While snuggling in the backseat, Nobunaga’s hand went to my thigh, stroking and teasing before trying to slide up my skirt.

“Nobunaga…we can’t do that here.” I said, trying to push his hand away.

He just smirked at me. “What? It is not as if anyone can see us. We are in the privacy of this car.”

“Come on, I’ve been wanting to see this movie for ages now. Let’s watch it.” I replied, my cheeks reddening.

On and one we went like this for a while. He would kiss me or start to slide a hand in my shirt or up my skirt. Finally it all came to a head. “Let us see if you can continue to ignore me and pay attention to this movie.” Nobunaga challenged.

And that was how I ended up here. My skirt hiked up, my panties down and Nobunaga’s cock inside me. My back was to him as he had me sitting facing the movie screen. The worst part was how full I felt yet there was no friction. My body ached at the familiar stretch, desiring more. 

I started to reach my own hand down between my legs, ready to add some much needed stimulation, when Nobunaga’s hands grabbed mine. His lips were then as my ear, nipping at my sensitive lobe. “You are to enjoy your movie.” He said, his tone teasing. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I let out a little whine. “Oh, just let me…”

A sharp nip on my ear. “No.” He commanded. “If anyone shall pleasure you it will be me. Not even you may touch yourself.”

My breath caught at those words and the tone of his voice. How could I ever forget that my boyfriend was a great conqueror? He was sweet and loving in many ways. Yet there were times he just HAD to remind me that he was a conqueror and how easily my body would dance to his tune.

“Besides, I thought you wanted to watch your movie.” He said, teasing me once again. “Unless of course, you want to give up on this foolish stubbornness of yours.” His hand was going to cup my breast through my shirt and bra.

“Hmm…alright, I admit defeat.” I declared. “Now…just take me.”

I felt Nobunaga’s smirk in my neck as he began to pepper stinging kisses over my nape. “I am glad you finally decided to cease your foolishness.” He said. “I shall make sure you will never ignore me again.”

The next thing I knew, I was on my hands and knees in the back of my car. Nobunaga’s hands were gripping my hips. It didn’t take long before he was thrusting…and hard. I moaned as I gripped onto the door to steady myself.

“Ah…ngh…Nobu…naga!” I moaned as he continued to pound into me, relentlessly.

His hands were roaming over my backside and my hips before coming around the front of my body, disheveling my shirt to fondle my breasts before going back down and slipping his fingers between my thighs to stroke that sensitive bud.

His fingers were as relentless as his cock thrusting in and out of me. The wet sounds of our bodies slamming into each other, our gasps, and moans filled the car, all intensifying the experience. It didn’t take long for that white hot heat to build and soon I was clamping hard around him, pulling Nobunaga into his own release.

“Perhaps these ‘drive-ins’ aren’t so bad.” Nobunaga mused as he was pulling me back into his arms and holding me tightly.

The movie was just about finished…and I didn’t mind that I had missed it.

[janumun]

Scarlet Seal (Ikesen Nobunaga - NSFW)

Pairing: Nobunaga/Female Reader Rated: NSFW/18+ Words: 1.1k

Tags: non-lethal use of guns, sexual intercourse, mafia AU, RIP bantering foreplay, enemies to lovers(-esque)

Summary: The head of the Oda syndicate seems adamant on busting in on her undercover operations but are his intentions truly as innocuous as he makes them sound?

Author’s Notes: Ooooh this sounds very fun! Thank you for specifying their relationship dynamics. I hope this reads as good for you as it did for me. Also written for @/mai-the-queen who wanted some sensual mafia AU vibes for Nobu. ♥

(Requests for this event are now closed, dear readers. Thank you to all those who participated.)

She’s not entirely certain when it was that she started taking note of the subtle flitter within his expressions. She wonders if it’s her own mind’s deception; surveying him now up close from across the barrel of her gun.

“We meet yet again, fireball.”

Just as the man in front, unconcerned as he tips his iced beverage to that crooked mouth, ruddy gaze fixated upon hers. The striking intensity of scarlet made far intimidating by the sleek obsidian that paints beneath his left eye — the dark lines of his tattoo — signature markings of the cruel Devil King.

Or at least, that is how the man’s known throughout the underworld and beyond — the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven — terrifying and ruthless in how he deals and pivots the very cogs within. A tenka toitsu, so to speak, to bring about unification of all small and large factions beneath the single banner of the Oda.

But she knows this man as the singular bastard she failed to capture on her first undercover, the evidence he’d led them to, inefficient in incriminating his people alone.

Her very first, she remembers.

When victory had all but been wrapped neat within her lap; Oda Nobunaga’s hands across the exposed back of her dress, caressing down the line of her zipper as that handsome smirk had reached for her in a kiss.

And then the first and only time; a flash of brief surprise she’d caught across those striking features, when he’d found himself at the sudden mercy of her gun.

Weapon slipping up across his clothed erection before she’d dug the barrel into his abdomen. “Checkmate, Nobunaga.”

A sharp, assessing stare, mouth parting in a breath warm enough, close enough it fanned across her lips. He’d laughed then; a glorious, soulful sound, tapered fingers skittering across her temples to shift stray locks behind her ear in a gentle gesture so at odds with the fire that licked within his gaze. “To think I let myself be made near fool by an exceptionally brilliant vixen.” As she’d allowed (he’d filched it, she convinced herself) him another parting kiss, dexterous tongue brushing across the plush of her lower lip before he pulled it in between his teeth. “Speak, what is your real name?”

And before she could tell him to stuff that very wondrous grin back, the shriek of police sirens had him tossing her off and onto the carpeted floor beneath, firm thighs setting her cage as he sunk low to meet her gaze. A hand reached into his suit — she tensed — and before she thought to restrain him, a scarlet card found itself tucked into her cleavage as his parting, just as the lights of the room blinked out entirely.

“Funny how the infamous Devil King seems to find time enough to sweep into every cheap, back-alley deal being made. Not enough business subterfuges in a day to keep the Oda tycoon busy?” She stares at him now, trying to parse that inscrutable smile, and why exactly it stirs deep within her belly. To watch that infuriating swipe of amusement and tamped embers of lust across that mouth.

Nobunaga perceives the reason for her intense scrutiny just as immediate, offering the flash of another beautiful grin that stirs weakness within her belly. “You are attracted to me,” he states as fact, as only one as at ease in his self-assurance as Nobunaga.

“How’d you reach that conclusion from anything I said?” She spits. Damn him and his hedging words, damn that insanely handsome face and damn her for having the hots for this specific scoundrel.

He sweeps the crystal bottle of liquor from a stand nearby, pouring out another glass, casual, as if he does not have a gun aimed at him. “It’s no coincidence you seem to find your path directed to mine, fireball.” He inclines the freshly poured glass her way in offer. She ignores it.

He grunts, unperturbed. Even that brief throaty sound stirs its place deep into her belly. She grinds back a curse. “I figured,” she replies instead. Braving a careful step forward, then another, keeping her aim in place.

Nobunaga watches her from his place upon the sectional, leaning back into the plush of his seat as if she’d moved exactly as if a piece — his — planted upon a chessboard. Before his brow briefly knits into a frown. “You did not call.”

“What?”

“I left you my contact details, did I not?” And when she moves into his circle, a hand shoots out to drag and tumble her onto his lap.

She breathes a low gasp, resigned and lowers her weapon. “Nobunaga—”

The look on his face, if she did not know better, seems almost of petulance. Reaching fingers to hover the curve of her breasts — the sensation shivers down her spine — as he continues. “Right here.” His breath warm upon the exposed skin of her clavicle as his head dips, his lips still a frustrating distance away. “Or do these clandestine meetings of ours keep you sated enough you do not wish for my company after?”

The gravel of his low voice viciously springs to mind raw images of their ‘trysts’ following their first; those guttural grunts he’d pressed into bites against the inner skin of her thighs, index and middle pumping a languorous rhythm into her. The scarlet of her lips smudging an erotic mess across a wet, imperious grin that dipped back for more, countless times, until they were both breathless and without composure.

The sting of teeth into the curve of her breast jostles her consciousness back into his arms; strong fingers that drag the rest of her shirt down against her waist. Following the line of and sinking into the soft bulk of her hips.

“You tell me, Nobunaga.” She snorts in disapproval, even as the sound breaks lackluster even to her own ears with the way she’s gasping beneath his relentless touch. “You didn’t exactly give off the impression of wanting to wine and dine the old fashioned way.” Tipping a pointed gaze in indication of the hand that slinks beneath the waistband of her panties, squeezing at her bare ass.

She loves what he does to her body, once within his grip. Loves to witness exactly how he does it; beautiful dark head disappearing down the line of her body. And in between her legs as he pitches their positions, rolling her onto the cushions beneath.

“Mm,” he breathes in acknowledgment, the sound heavy against her slick warmth. “Then perhaps you should keep me company for dinner on our next ‘date’.”

Her next inhale is sharp just as the flick of his tongue against her. Weaving fingers through and tugging harsh onto inky locks, she seals their promise. “It’s a deal you handsome bastard.”

End Notes: Thank you for reading!

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