#shogun smut

[bridgetotheskyyy]

cw: smut, 18+, fingering, slight degradation, toranaga x f!reader. in her ignorance reader says something really scandalous and toranaga's amused. wc 898. not truly proofread.

You raised your head to Toranaga, only to find him already looking at you. His brow raised in a near imperceptible arch.

Come again?

“I —“ Your lips remained parted. How could you be so brash? Your family was right; you were nothing but a clown.

All the while Toranaga held your gaze, one you felt increasingly hot from, your lord replacing the sun. You should genuflect, you know. Apologize tenfold for your audacity, but your body refused to move. Lord Toranaga’s stare rendered you stone. 

You trembled, back beginning to strain from your declined position above him. Lord Toranaga remained trained on your eye for a few seconds more, and after engaged in this staring contest for a century it happened:

A light smile. He chuckled. 

“Come,” he said.

“My — My Lord —“

“Come.”

What a poor choice in wordage. You shuddered at his commanding tone. Lord Toranaga jerked his head downward to gesture at his lap.

You scrambled to your feet, only to awkwardly nestle into his lap, where Lord Toranaga’s hands wove around you like vine. You gulped, startled by the strength of his hold.

“You’re quite the brazen little thing.” Lord Toranaga offered another chuckle, this time right into the shell of your ear before leveling his face with yours — seemingly to watch your reaction to him seizing your hand and directing it north, past the gap of your legs. “You’ll make an excellent plaything.”

You dared to look up at him, and the scratch of his beard as your lips brushed against him almost sent your eyes rolling in your head. “My lord,” you murmured, “Idon’tunderstand —“

“Don’t be obtuse.” Lord Toranaga’s hand propped up your chin, his eyes, thunderstorm gray without the tumult, downcast into yours. “You know what I wish to see. Put those elegant fingers to use.”

You spent seconds in astonished denial until Lord Toranaga raised his brow — would you really abstain from following a direct order? — and you snuck a hand under your robe, the loose clothing pooling around your shoulders, exacerbating your cleavage, as your hand lay naked at your sex. 

“Oh …” You arched into him when two of your fingers split your folds. Lord Toranaga’s rumble of approval spurred you on to tease the tight ring of your virgin hole, growing ever-wetter with your play. 

Lord Toranaga’s laughter bounced his shoulders. “Brazen and eager.” He held you tight to him, adding to the friction needed to make you cry out into his neck. “A fortuitous combination.”

He rocked you and your hand brushed against your clit, harsh and sudden. “My — My lord …!”

“Is this what preoccupies you in the blackest ink of night?” Lord Toranaga’s tone was genuine in its curiosity. He tilted his head; his lips brushed the hill of your zygoma, your cheek, nearing dangerous close to your lips, again the scratch of his beard on your skin maddening. “Playing with yourself to the thought of your lord pillowing you?”

Your head hung back as your fingertips circled your clit. Lord Toranaga’s hand slipped into the fold of your robe to thumb at an excited nipple, his breath hot on your neck.

“When your lord asks a question, he expects an answer.”

Again, he seized your hand to replace it with his own, and smacked at your labia.

“Yes!” How could you lie to him? Lie to yourself? This was exactly what you pictured if not more. 

Lord Toranaga grabbed the back of your head and steered you forward for an open mouthed kiss. His tongue ran hot and quick over yours. Lord Toranaga’s rough kiss stoked a moan from you. Your hand returned to your folds, and you gave in to the delicious tightness brought about by two fingertips teasing your clit, rendered more sensitive from your lord’s punishment, while another dipped in and out of your cunt. 

“My Lord —!” How you wanted that finger to be his cock. His hot breath puffed against your lips. One of your hands caressed the side of his face now as you shamelessly ground against him. “I — I’m — I can’t —!”

“Go on then,” Lord Toranaga said before nibbling down on your lower one. “Come for your lord.”

With his permission, you cried out, your head falling back and Lord Toranaga there to claim it for himself, the insistent bite of his teeth accentuating your release. You gushed over your aching fingers. You yelped out as your lord marked you, a hickey surely purpling at the side of your neck from his harsh suction.

Lord Toranaga allowed for you to come down from your high, one hand secure at your back, before he retrieved your hand and sucked at your pruned fingers. You watched, eyes lid-heavy, the feel of his tongue sending you shivering.

“Very good.” His voice was even, more fitting for a war tent than for your current situation. His eyes, previously closed to savor the taste of you, opened and trailed up to your face. “It is courtesy to thank your lord when he does you a favor.”

“Thank you,” You rushed out. “Oh, thank you, Lord Toranaga …”

“Very good,” Lord Toranaga repeated, releasing your hand.

Figuring the two of you were done with this sordid display, you made to leave his lap — only for him to hold you in place.

“And what servant would leave her lord’s presence without returning a favor?”

[sea-lanterns]

oh! angey i totally feel you on the robot thing! smooth exterior and clear shapes, mechanical strength sometimes, and a bunch of other things i can't articulate. i feel like we can't mention robots without bringing up the shogun puppet though. not just the regular one but the boss's second phase.

mmh! the things I would let her do to me. she has like 20 things I'm into all at once. major size difference, ball joints, bodysuit, multiple arms, spacial powers, etc. it's just... damn she's so pretty and hot and i so want her to handle me. those gigantic mechanical hands that float underneath her and that big arm that comes out of the spacial rend? yes please. i mentioned being distracted by furina's burst every now and again but really it's even worse fighting that boss - 🪶

Ohhhh the puppet boss 🥵

All those hands and one singular body… I’d love to be hoisted up into the air and caressed by all the hands, fingers tracing over my stomach while the shogun stares down at me with a condescending smirk 💕

She’d have such a power trip over seeing how vulnerable you are, so much so that she’d even start fucking you middair to show you just how strong and dominating she can be 💘