#then onto Bladie

[hhhh-blade-takeitall]

Not my Dottore fic being 3,000+ words long....I'm gonna kerMIT!!

[sh1-n0bu]

the sudden urge to write soul crushing angst with absolutely NO remorse, comfort, help, second part, reconciliation, reassurance etc etc

[b1adie]

getting blade on the train wasnt so hard after all...

[habibisagi]

me and blade

[llaevateinn]

Furthest i could get 😭 thank you Ratio buff

[anantaru]

cw. teasing bladie <3 fem! reader

you teasingly grab onto blade's hips and ground his lower half against the mattress with his hardening cock resting against his stomach, aching, hurting.

you don't touch him yet, instead, you kiss all around his tummy and pelvic area, everywhere, touching up his v-line with your plump lips while focusing on how his erection twitches against his stomach, when it throbs even harder and how filthily it drizzles with precum.

you know you shouldn't keep him waiting any longer, but hearing blade whimper for once was addicting, because in any other case it was him making you cry.

the gorgeous stellaron hunter was entirely erotic in his setting, with a tender perceive of hidden beauty that took ones breath away, not to mention that prominent scarlet red on his facial features that swallowed his hazy gaze, walking hand in hand with a dazed, fucked out demeanor beneath you.

blade was growing harder every time your lips would brush against his stomach and come so close to his cock, although still missing it. ugh, how he desperately wanted you to wrap those warm, wet lips around his cock and swallow him whole, like you used to!

how you licked his length until he twitches in you excitedly, a faint grin warming up your features in the darkened room, something stronger than developing pride on your face.

now, sliding your tongue from his stomach to where his cock was resting, you silently press your tongue to his oozing slit, tasting blade for the first time this night— he tastes good, always better actually, wonderful with every drop of his seed making your skin feel hotter.

blade immediately sets his hands on your shoulders before squeezing hard, shaking himself back into the present as he groans through a strained jaw. he gasps as you begin to suck him properly, his hardness poking at your throat before he shivers in pleasure when you attempt to deep throat him a little, only a bit, while carrying on to let your hands roam freely over his stomach and muscular chest.

blade could feel himself fill your mouth, aside from turning thicker while your tongue slurps the pre cum off his shaft— and the moan he spills is so throaty, gravel-alike you almost wonder if he's actually in pain.

your head was bouncing vividly now, lips plumped and painted artfully as you take him, because you see— blade just had been so fucking aroused tonight, and you teasing him was a little mean, you know? evermore when your boyfriend was so infatuated with your sensual moves and how your cheeks hollowed ever so wonderfully.

he certainly hadn't been thinking straight and had just wanted to touch you too, explore your body and give the pleasure all back, until it's you who wants more of the sweet contact again, entirely forgetting yourself.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[reshinless]

──── on your knees now

𝜗𝜚 synopsis. childhood frenemies w benefits w bladie (kinda)

𝜗𝜚 pairings. blade x gn!afab!reader (take this however you want. cuz this has pussy eating, you can imagine it as ass instead tho :P. + masturbation from blade' s side), !!nsfw content ahead!!

𝜗𝜚 director's notice. old draft on my old blog (plus rewrote a lot of the stuff) again lol

𝜗𝜚 word count. 800+ !!

blade who's so in love with you, he hates it so much. nothing he's more hungry for. all this time he's been so against you, especially when you both joined the stellaron hunters, his addiction to you got even worse

blade who spread the precum of his cock down onto its base, this hasn't felt more pleasureable. why does he feel like this .. thinking of you?

blade who can't help but let out small moans of your name, biting his shirt just to keep himself quiet, as he stroked his cock slowly, his movements only get faster when he can imagine you sliding down slowly onto his cock, only getting turned on more by his imagination

oh.. the sight of seeing your hole sink down onto his cock.. he gasped as he slowly stroked his length back up. blade whose cock feels so sensitive, thinking about you riding him so slowly and sensually.

ahh even right now, your legs spread wide open and thighs squeezing his face close to your scent. the way blade's lengthy tongue would kiss your velvety walls, you can't help but clench down on it.

even more so when he gets you to come over and over again, letting it all squirt on his tongue, gladly lapping up whatever he could get. blade eats you out like a starved man, one who hasn't ate in years.

letting you sit on his face, your hands in his hair as he only fastened his pace inside you. blade who just can't help but stroke his dick, watching your expression only turned him on all the more.

it's only when he finishes with you, warm semen landing on his own stomach as you came into his mouth. only now is when blade would hold you down with his calloused hands, your thighs in his hold, making sure you wouldn't get off just yet.. no he needed everything.

to put you into a mating press like this just after fulfilling another one of his fantasies shittt he was hard again. gladly pumping his dick down into you, the warm feeling on his cock felt great, and getting to see how good he made you feel, hearing every little sound, every little moan, every arch, every breathy whisper of his name, he felt like he could fuck you forever.

moon shaped marks left on your hips as he held you rough and close, blade couldn't help but lean down, and kiss you, but it was a lot more gentle and soft, in contrast to his unrestrained strikes to your stomach, the mark only getting clearer.

the bulge in your stomach could only worsen, as he whispered into your ear, lust clear in his tone, "so good right? so good you won't let anyone else fuck you like i do right?" blade's possessive side could only get gradually worse

blade who grinds into your g-spot, letting you see how good he treats you after what seems like your 5th climax, still so sensitive, you couldn't do anything but let out whimpers of pleasure,

blade who makes sure you look into the mirror in front of you both while sitting on the edge of the bed, one of his hand on your waist, and the other on your jaw, making you face your reflection

but blade who makes sure to hold your hand throughout everything because it's a habit he's had ever since you both were kids, even when you both hated each other, whenever other tried to hit on you, his hand was already intertwined with yours, and ready to defend you against the catcaller

blade's possessive side which wouldn't allow himself to let anyone else see you so vulnerable like this, but at the same time only got more turned on from the thought of fucking while on the astral express. or wherever you can imagine

blade who makes you sit on his face, knowing how stressed you must be after claiming another stellaron by his side. not even needing words, you already knew what he meant when he led you to another room

blade who loves to see the way you rock back and forth while you take it from behind, watching how he slowly sinks into you, only to quicken the pace right after observing such a sight.

but also blade's aftercare game is insanely good, i don't see him treating you bad at all. in fact is a lot more gentle, and talks in a softer tone while spooning you

blade's aftercare game so good he always makes sure that you're okay with what you both have been doing (i don't see any character in-game allowing non-con personally)

blade who still won't admit he loves you, but he does, and like the saying goes, actions speak louder than words.

[megistusdiary]

"𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘴"

this was sitting in my drafts for months, and i opened it and realized i kind of cooked on the first 6 paragraphs i wrote, so i wanted to finish it. also, bun yelled at me :(

dom!blade x sub fem!reader x dom!kafka

warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, penetration (reader receiving), fellatio, face-riding, fingering, size difference, leash + collar

you tiptoed quietly down the hall, hands busied with wringing and interlocking your fingers as you made your way down to the common area you shared with the other stellaron hunters.

really, it wasn't quite clear if you actually were a hunter, or rather, just a companion of sorts they liked to keep around.

you tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake anyone on the ship as you approached the area.

just as you reached out towards the panel on the wall, the door opened noisily, making you cringe and immediately flinch when you realized you weren't alone.

both blade and kafka's eyes were on you. the sword blade was previously sharpening laid still on his lap, and kafka's gun dematerialized as her lips quirked up.

the fake fireplace crackled behind them to fill the silence as she rose from the couch, trailing her hand across blade's shoulders as she made her way towards you.

"i didn't know you two were still awake." you spoke softly, standing a little straighter when kafka approached you. she pressed her finger beneath your chin, gently lifting your gaze to meet hers.

"couldn't sleep, hm?" she questioned, prompting you to nod.

"i was coming down to sit by the fire. i didn't mean to disturb anyone." your eyes moved away from kafka's, reflecting the orange glow from the fireplace.

"that's alright. why don't you come in for a bit, hm?" kafka leaned down, recapturing your attention as her finger turned your chin back towards her.

"i really don't want to impose-"

"just come in already, or you really will wake up the entire ship." blade's voice came from behind kafka, as sharp as his name.

"it's just us," kafka smiled, removing her hand from your jaw and resting it on your shoulder. she leaned down, lips ghosting the shell of your ear. "we don't bite."

blade let out a soft puff of air at that comment, sheathing his sword and standing from the couch.

kafka stifled a laugh as your cheeks heated up. you nodded, allowing kafka to gently guide you into the room, pressing the panel on the wall behind you, causing the door to lock with a clicking noise.

you glanced back at the door once more before moving further into the room. blade had moved into a different armchair, freeing the couch for you and kafka. "have a seat." kafka gestured, gently pushing you down by her firm hold on your shoulders.

it was rather warm, nearly stifling as kafka sat down near you, crossing her legs in an elegant fashion. her body heat radiated onto you, prompting you to slide over slightly to give her more room.

her lips quirked up, and she leaned towards you. "why so shy all of a sudden? it's just us." her voice was sultry as she wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into her side. she tugged you over to her side of the couch, gesturing for blade to join the both of you.

he was stoic, but he did what she asked, sitting next to both of you, putting you in between the hunters. you shrunk down, feeling their thighs touching yours.

kafka's hand trailed across your knee, up your thigh, your stomach, up past your chest to your chin. she gently held your chin for a moment, lifting it to make you meet her gaze.

"such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" she hummed to herself, gently tilting your face. she peered around you towards her partner. "don't you think so, bladie?" she turned your jaw to face him.

"she's...pretty." is all she could squeeze out of him. she tutted, shaking her head.

"aw, come on. if you keep talking like that, she's gonna think you hate her. tell her how you really feel." she probed, prompting a deep sigh from him.

you looked up at him expectantly, wide-eyed as he frowned. "she already knows what i think about her."

"oh, bladie's so stubborn, isn't he?" she turned you back towards her, her hand on your shoulder trailing down to your waist as she pulled you into her lap.

you knelt over her lap, facing her as she kept a grip on your chin. "such a pretty girl, and he says nothing at all. you deserve better, sweetheart."

"i already have you." comes your reply and she grins.

"oh? are you implying i'm better than him?" she teases and delights in how you immediately try to recover, but she shuts you up by squeezing your cheeks into a puffy pout. "don't sweat it. i already know that i am."

she glances towards blade who is now leaning forward, looking mildly irritated. "who said you're better than me?"

"she did." kafka answers. "unless you want to prove her wrong-"

without warning, he yanks you off her lap, pulling you closer. he holds you tenderly, albeit rather stiffly, on his lap, a hand on your back and another on your waist. he presses you against his chest, his hair tickling your neck.

he was never one to talk more than necessary, so he simply held you there before guiding your lips towards his. kafka grins cheekily at the sight, leaning closer to play with your hair while blade steals the air right from your lips.

"aren't you two just adorable." she gently pulls you back, hearing your soft pants before she kisses you deeper, licking over the seam of your lips.

while blade's kisses were firm and full of caged desire, kafka's were like passion out in the open. there was no reason for kafka to hide her lust for you, so why should she?

her tongue slid across yours, her thumb swiping over your cheek before blade grunted. "you're being greedy, kafka."

"can you blame me?" kafka asked as she pulled away, gently caressing your face. "or is it because someone's a little... pent up?"

her words caused you to glance down, neck heating up at the sight of blade's cock straining through his pants.

"all from a little kissing." kafka hid a laugh behind her hand as she leaned down, breath washing over your ear. "why don't you help our bladie out, hm?" she whispers.

your eyes never leave blade's as you nod, leaning down to free him from the confinements.

his size never failed to impress, even kafka could admit that. you leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip as blade let out a soft groan. you dragged your tongue from his base to the tip, traveling up one of the more prominent veins. the precum collecting at the tip was smeared across your lips, giving them a glossy, sticky appearance.

his hand found the back of your head, urging you to take more of him as your lips wrapped around his tip snugly. you slowly inched down, hearing rustling of fabric behind you.

once he hit a little too deep, you let out a little noise of discomfort. he allowed you to pull away a little, fingers flexing as he restrained himself. he let you find a comfortable rhythm, head tilting back as your mouth felt so warm and wet around him.

"such a good girl for us." kafka smiles, gently rubbing your back. "but i think we want to actually see you, sweetheart. come here." she urges you up, hearing the soft pop of blade leaving your mouth as you wipe the spit off your lips.

she tugs your night clothes off, leaving you bare for their eyes as she smiles, appraising you like a work of art. "you're gorgeous." she praises you sweetly, drawing you in for a kiss. her tongue drags over yours languidly, pulling whimpers from you as she drags you onto her lap.

blade fists his cock while he watches kafka smother you in affection, her hand gripping your hip firmly as she grinds you on her thigh. "you're so wet, sweetie. look at that." she coos, pulling you up enough to see your slick coating her thigh.

"i'm sorry-"

"shush, we love a messy little thing, don't we, bladie?" she tilts her head back to smirk at him. she turns right back to you, giving you her full attention. "i think he's getting desperate. why don't we get nice and cozy so we can all feel good." she taps your nose, laying you down before tugging her shorts off.

she rips a hole in her tights easily, settling over your face.

"no panties?" you ask and she laughs.

"what a bold little comment. you're feeling cheeky today, aren't you?" she pinches your cheek before lowering herself onto your tongue.

you feel blade pull your thighs up, spreading your cunt while he slides himself over your clit. you whimper into kafka, wide eyes finding hers as she laughs. "don't be so greedy. at least stretch her out a little first." she chastises blade.

she turns over her shoulder to watch him finger you. he's careful, diligent, ensuring you're ready to take his cock. she hums thoughtfully. "how does she feel?"

"tight....wet. she feels good." he answers, curling his fingers, making you moan into kafka's pussy. she grins, petting your head.

he withdraws his fingers slowly, sliding himself into you gently. his thumb rubs rough circles into your clit to ease the stretch, not wanting to break you just yet.

kafka rubs herself on your tongue, taking the pleasure as she wants it, enjoying your helpless little whimpers, your scrunched up expression as you try to adjust to blade's size.

she moans softly, grinding down while blade fucks you. he grabs your hips, yanking you towards him with each thrust, jostling kafka above you. she feels you feebly grabbing onto her thighs, trying to steady yourself from his rough movements.

"just a bit longer. let bladie feel good, and then i'll take care of you myself." she whispers, petting you.

she allows blade his time with you, letting him fuck you roughly. he prods into your g-spot, sending you spiraling while kafka cums onto your tongue.

once she recovers, she lays at your side, lapping over your nipples, sucking marks into your chest while blade uses you. though, before he can cum, she stops him.

"ah-ah, not inside." she warns, hearing him grunt, annoyed as he pulls out. he strokes himself to completion, spilling all over your stomach while kafka slides two fingers through it. "so thick today. go ahead and fetch my harness."

she smiles at you, wiping the cum off with her shorts before discarding them. blade returns like a puppy, handing her what she needs as you look up curiously. you're still twitching from the orgasm he gave you, yet kafka knows she can do better.

attaching her strap-on to the harness over her hips, she lets you take a good look at what she plans to use on you. it's pink, much like her abilities, and big. she seems to take pride in it, laying it on your stomach to show you how deep she'll be.

"aren't you just the cutest little thing." kafka sighs, kissing your neck, nipping at your chest before sliding her strap inside of you.

and, oh, do you moan for her. it's hot, tapering off into a needy whine as she rubs your clit. it feels different when she fucks you. as if she's using your body to prove a point. as if the only thing she needs to survive is your pleasure.

you thought blade would've disappeared, but he watches from the side, entranced by how well you take kafka, how you sing for her so beautifully. you might even say he's jealous on some level...

she materializes a leash around your neck, yanking at it to get your cunt to tighten up around her. she laughs at how pliant you are for her, easily falling to her whims. "good girl, that's it. just a little toy for me."

she fucks you with perfect precision and accuracy, hitting the spots she knows you love. she doesn't stop, fucking you right through your orgasms, even when you're reduced to mewling and whining beneath her. she merely wipes your tears, changing your position, shoving your head deeper into the pillows.

whatever she desires, she plans to take it from you, leaving you with nothing but dreams of her and her alone.

[flourjsh]

minors dni, 18+ afab!reader

just thinking about a threesome between jing yuan and blade.. but with both of them as your boyfriends! they doesn't mind sharing no of course not, but.. this might be the first time you've taken them both at the same time..

jing yuan loves seeing your fucked out expression as blade eats you out like his last meal. he only stares at you with as teasing smirk, that of resembling a fox.

but when it's finally his turn, he'll make you take his cock down your throat completely. groaning when you press the flat of your tongue against his dick, tracing the outlines of his veins.. you even use your hands to make up for what you can't fit :( but all goes well because you can still feel him cum down your throat!! something about you not being able to take him all the way down awakened something in him..

and as for blade, he's quiet through out the whole ordeal. mostly directing his attention to your pretty pussy <3

his sharp gaze is already enough to make your clit twitch, making you whine in need.. but it's okay!! the multiple orgasms that follow after are more than enough to make you forgive him!! his tongue is as sharp as his name, when he eats you out it feels so good your thighs are almost crushing his head.. not that he minds!! the slurping noises are so lewd!! you can't help but buck your hips harder against his face, your clit touching his nose was probably your final straw..

but when you finally take them both? it'll hurt so much.. two big cocks forcing themselves balls deep in your hole, tears prickling your eyes at the wide stretch you throw your head back onto jing yuan's shoulder, babbling about how 's too much! or too big!. it doesn't help that this makes your pussy tighten around their cocks tighter. your hole is holding them in a vice grip yet you're the one complaining? you're practically suffocating both their cocks!!

once they're finally in (took like eight minutes) they move so much in sync that you lost count on the orgasms you've had today, while one exits the other one enters. both of their cocks pistons in you that you can feel your cervix shake.. the bulge on your belly will only continue to increase once they cum in you..

they'll be so competitive about it too, trying to outmatch the other in terms of speed.. practically ignoring your overstimulated moans as they destroy your insides.. shifting you to different positions in order to angle their cocks better, it feels so good that you eventually pass out from the multiple orgasms..

when you wake up, the scent of sex id the first thing you notice. the cum stained bedsheets ruffle under you as you stretch something sticky between your thighs catches you off guard, looking down to see a complete mess if thick and shiny cum.. they're all over your body, on your belly, thighs, face and most importantly.. inside you!! there's a bump on your belly from all the cum they've stuffed deep in you, at this point you're probably going to give birth to mini yuans and bladies..

[neuvistar]

biker! blade? how about guitarist! blade who fucks u before stepping onto the stage and according to him, its a good luck ritual 🫶🫶🫶

oh lawd…. u got me thinking.. guitarist blade is good w his fingers u guys CANNOT tell me otherwise

guitarist!blade x fem!reader. cw. nsfw. semi public s3x, v4ginal fingering, squirting, one pussy slap, cunnilingus, use of nicknames, blade referred 2 as “yingxing” | minors dni | nsfw under the cut !

blade groaned deeply, reveling in the sight of his precious beloved’s pleasure-stricken face. your cries filled his changing room, echoing off the walls like a testament to the newfound connection between your drenched cunt and his fingers. each thrust of his digits brought you closer to heaven, but made you fear for the worst.. there were people around, the door wasn’t locked.. you knew someone could come in any moment now. but blade? aeons.. he just wanted to savour every single moan that left your lips, igniting the fire within his body. but yet, he knew this little intimacy wouldn’t last long because of his concert he had to preform. ugh.. such bad timing.

“bladie, please…” he heard you beg, his heart lurched at the little nickname, “yingxing.. you really need to go out there and preform.. we can do this alone later..” your soft murmurs were interrupted by the sudden curl of his fingers, a sharp gasp left your lips at the sensation as you could almost feel sweat dripping down your forehead, mingling with tears of anguish and elation. “this is good luck," he panted desperately, trying to ease his arousal as he rubbed himself against the couch. “don’t interrupt.. you know you enjoy this as much as i do, don’t you?”

he shoved a third digit inside, eliciting another whimper from his precious darling.. a low chuckle rumbled in his throat, marvelling at the warmth and tightness of your pussy around his slender fingers, you knew he was getting tired of using his fingers.. you knew from how lazy his pumps were getting, they were steady.. yes, but they were also slowing down by the second. a wave of relief washed through you when blade retracted his fingers from your drooling cunt. in his eyes, it was still begging for more. but in yours? you were absolutely exhausted! you grumbled, slowly trying to get up. ah, maybe he finally stopped, right?

you were more wrong than ever. that was just the beginning.

blade raised his freehand to land a quick yet painful slap to your cunt. “ouch..! hey!” you yelped, furrowing your eyebrows with a pout. “silly girl. did you think we were done? the good luck charm has not come onto me yet.”

“w—what? what do you mean it hasn’t “come onto” you yet?! do i look like tinkerbell to you—“ blade almost immediately delved into your wet heat, oh yeah. this was what he needed. his good luck charm of the day. his tongue stroked along your folds delicately at first, kissing your clit with his pretty lips as he tasted you. fuck, he needed this alright. his fingers played with your hole gently while his mouth continued its rhythm. he was determined to give you pleasure beyond measure, but yet he was also determined to give himself a reward for all the hard work throughout the day, and.. his good luck charm he was so desperate to get. your soft cries rang out loud yet wonderfully in his changing room, praying to the gods above that nobody would walk in. the male’s tongue darted playfully over your clit while he slowly slid two fingers inside you.

“blade..” your body arched off the couch when he dug his fingers knuckles deep within you, teasingly doing a scissoring motion as your cries filled the quiet room. the more he saw you moan, the more he saw you squirm.. the more he desired you. his wet muscle picked up the pace as he licked and sucked hungrily, eating you out like a starved man.. the sounds of slurping and licking were evident. each moan that escaped from your mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing through him; he wanted nothing more than your release. on his face.

before you could say anything, your hand flung onto your mouth as your eyes were sewn shut, squirting on his face with a sense of relief. “.. ah.. ah? oh my god.. i’m so sorry!” blade only scoffed at your apology, bringing his hand to wipe his face as he eagerly lapped up the remaining mess on your pussy, savouring your taste while watching you tremble underneath him. a satisfied grin spread wide across his face. “that’s what i was hoping for.”

“.. huh?”

“your release. your release on my face. my.. good luck charm for the performance today.”

ugh.. seriously, you really need to put a leash on this man, or he’ll eat you out every few minutes before his performances. well.. not like you’d mind anyway.

@ NEUVISTAR. do not plagiarize, claim my work as your own, translate or share my posts on any platform outside of tumblr.

[dilvuc]

henlo! can i request clingy multiple hsr charas after their beloved is going on a business trip for two weeks? the reader is male, and i hope that you will be okay if i request it to be long, love 🫶💐

(*if you can't make it long, or don't have the feeling to, I'm fine if you make it short! 🌹)

❝WHEN THEY GET CLINGY WITH YOU❞

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: when they get clingy

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: jing yuan, dan heng il, blade, dr. ratio, aventurine x m!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: they get clingy with you after you return from your business trip after two weeks

╰┈➤ JING YUAN

“Jing Yuan. It was only a two week business trip. You really miss me that much?” you sweatdropped as you held the clingy general in your arms. jing yuan has his arms and legs wrapped around you tightly with his face buried in your neck, “Two weeks without you is making it hard for me to concentrate. If I were to let go of you, you might leave for good.”

you sigh and pat the male on the back, “You’re overthinking it…”

“He has been calling me by your name and clinging onto me like I'm a cat.” yanqing sighed, “Thanks aeon you're back.”

“He’s such a man-child.” you deadpanned. ever since you returned, jing yuan stayed close to you at all times and never wanted to keep his eyes off of you.

╰┈➤ DAN HENG IL

“Dan Heng…” you sweatdropped. dan heng hummed, “Hm?”

“It was a two week business trip.” you said. the dragon-hybrid nodded, “I know.”

“Then…” you trailed off as you turned your attention to dan heng's tail wrapped around your waist, “You wouldn't mind removing your tail…?”

“No…It's safe this way.” dan heng declined. it's crazy that he's being clingy without you telling him that he's being clingy. it was a two week business trip. dan heng wouldn't let you go or let you out of his sight. how cute….

╰┈➤ BLADE

now, this is when it gets wild. after you return to your two week business trip, blade become more possessive of you. why is that? he has been keeping his close eyes on you and been following you. plus, whenever you try to get up to go somewhere, he just grabs you by your arm and asks where you're going or says that he'll join you.

“Blade. It only happens once…” you sweatdropped. blade clenched on your arm, “Two weeks was long enough…”

“Geez. You're clingy…” you deadpanned.

“Shut it.” blade scoffed.

“My, look like you can't go on a mission anymore, [Y].” kafka chuckled. “Let me say this, Bladie misses you a lot. It's quite oblivious. He has been muttering your names while you were on a trip.”

“Ah? I wasn't expecting someone like Blade to miss me or to be so clingy.” you mumbled. silver wolf snickered, “He kept your cat look-a-like in his room. The trailblazer says it's Ruan Mei’s creation.”

“Is that so…?” you sweatdropped. not like you didn't notice, you spotted that creation staring at you in the corner. it's cute, but it's giving you the creeps. blade glared at the women, “Do you two want a blade in your neck?”

╰┈➤ DR. RATIO

“It was a two week business trip and I have returned just like I texted.” you said.

“Hmph! You said you'll return in 15 minutes, but you arrived in exactly 18 minutes and 35 seconds. You're late. This is unacceptable.” ratio glared at you. you sighed, “I only stopped by somewhere to get some snacks. I haven't eaten when I arrive.”

“You're a moron. How did I even partner up with an idiot like you…?” the male rubbed his temper.

“You suggest that we should be partners…” you deadpanned.

“Still. I only partnered up with you so you wouldn't do anything stupid. I had to keep you on track. Don't take it personally.” ratio huffed.

“Whatever. I'm heading out.” you waved as you about to walk out, but dr. ratio stopped you by grabbing you by your wrist, “Wait! Where are you going?”

“Somewhere.”

“I'll go with you. Wouldn't let a moron like you do anything stupid.” dr ratio suggested.

you sighed, “...Are you saying that you wouldn't want me to leave because you think I might go away forever?”

ratio flinched, “W-what give you those ideas?! I'm only doing my job!”

“You're such a liar…You're becoming clingy now?” you snickered. ratio growl with a red face, “Shut it! I'm not!”

“Oh-ho~ You never wanted to go anywhere with me before. Why now?” you teased. ratio hit you on the head with his book, “S-silence! An idiot like you doesn't know that!”

“Just say that you miss me~”

“Should I smash you harder with my book in your fucking head?”

╰┈➤ AVENTURINE

“Me? Clingy? It was a two week business trip. Nothing more…” aventurine chuckled, brushing off your words. you hummed, “Mm-hm. Then…why are you so close? You don't usually get in my personal space.”

“Hm?” aventurine hummed in question. yes, he was close to your liking. he must've sneaked into your room and slept next to you in your bed and now he has his arms wrapped around your waist.

“You sneak in, didn't you?” you deadpanned. the blonde snicker, nuzzling his face in your neck, “What gives you that idea…?”

“You're being clingy without saying that you are. Just admit it.” you sighed.

“Just admit that you miss me.”

“Shhh. Let's go back to sleep.” aventurine beamed, trying to go to sleep. gosh, you can't understand this guy…

╰┈➤ author note: please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on my books on wattpad. if you wish to read those books, here's my wattpad account.

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[amphibiahawks321]

Hi! Could i request some female blade from honkai x male reader?

Fem!Blade : .......Sighs I told you, i don't play nice when it comes to this sort of stuff....

M!Reader blushing : Well damn, I didn't think you would actually be that intense!

Fem!Blade : Do you... Want me to get something to cover it up?

M!Reader : Sighs No it's okay, I'll just use some of my longer clothing

[Y/N placed a hand on his neck, feeling the many hickies that blade left on him]

[Y/N thought 💭]

Jeez.... I didn't think it was even possible to leave ten hickies on a person's neck–.....?

[Y/N felt a warm tight hug by blade wrapping her arms around his stomach from behind as she place her head down onto his shoulder]

Fem!Blade : .....

M!Reader : Uhh... Something wrong bladie?–

Fem!Blade : Are you bothered by them?

M!Reader : .....Pftt! What? Of course not, I just can't believe what you meant about you being intense.... Was not at all an exaggeration...

Fem!Blade : you can use some of my clothes if you'd like, they are quite large so it can cover up your bruises....

M!Reader : Sighs you are such a brute but such a sweetheart...

[Y/N turns his head around and gave blade's forehead a kiss making her hums in satisfaction]

[ataraxixia]

Your Poppy

sypnosis: You end up falling asleep while waiting for your lover pairings: Aventurine, Sunday, Blade A/N: Wanted to get more active so here you go. Characters may be ooc like in almost every fic that exists lol - not proofread

AVENTURINE

A finger lightly grazes your cheek with utmost care, a smile appearing on Aventurine's lips as he saw your sleeping figure on your couch. After running some errands for the IPC, he got caught up in some different matters with the Ten Stonehearts, thus extending his absence. He wanted nothing more than to get home and stay in your arms forever.

He gave you a soft kiss on the forehead and brushed some hair strands out of your face, smiling even more. You were the most perfect being in his eyes- like you were divine. He carefully placed his arms under your figure, carrying you bridal-style to your shared bedroom and letting the silk covers engulf you. However, you slowly opened your eyes and smiled back at him.

"..Welcome back.. I didn't mean to.. fall asleep." you mumbled, rubbing your eyes as you tried to sit up, but a large hand held you down. Aventurine chuckled as he shook his head, "No need to get up, dear. You slept so soundly, shouldn't have interrupted that."

You simply sighed and lied down again, feeling a shift of weight beside you as Aventurine plops down next to you. You shake your head and point to his clothes. "Change. I won't have your IPC germs on the bed." You pulled the cover over your body as your lover mocked your words before changing into his night attire, the one with the silky smooth texture you loved, mostly because it felt nice on your skin.

After he was beside you again, you were face-to-face, and he gave you a light peck on the lips. "I missed you." You chuckled as you snuggled closer to him, feeling the silk texture of his attire. "...I missed you too. Why were you away for so long?"

Aventurine only pouted as he held you closer to him, your head right beside his chest where his heart was underneath.

"Doesn't matter. All that matters is that I'm with you right now."

SUNDAY

As you shuffled in your sleep, you noticed that the position you were in was different than the one you remember falling asleep in. Instead of sitting in your lover's, Sunday's, chair, face down onto his desk, you were instead sitting on something far more familiar and warm, the desk right beside you in view. A small hum from above made you realize in exactly what position you were in.

Sunday had spotted you sleeping on his desk and knowing just how uncomfortable that chair can get, he simply picked you up, sat down instead and placed you on his lap with your head on his shoulder. Rather than holding you head with his hand so that it wouldn't nod around, he spread those fluffy wings to hold it.

Sunday may be the Halovian between the two of you, but you were far more of an angel than he in his view.

As you looked up to see where the sound came from, Sunday was fast-asleep, although you knew he could wake up if you only poked him a little. You smiled to yourself and snuggled closer to him, embracing his warmth.

"Shall we go to the bedroom or do you favor this more?" he asked suddenly and you shook your head. "...Doesn't matter where. You choose, whereever it will be.. I know it's nice if you're there."

Sunday chuckled quietly as he held you closer, humming a sweet and calming tune. "Robin's song" you think. It's been some time since you've last seen her, actually. Before you could think further, Sunday kissed you softly on the forehead, catching your attention.

"Don't worry your head so much and get some rest, love."

BLADE

Kafka was singing a lullaby while you waited for Blade- damn that smooth voice for making you fall asleep. Blade had been sent out by Elio for a mission and it had already been 3 days since he departed. Kafka's been spending some time with you, telling you that you shouldn't worry or that he'll come back soon- or rather in her words:

"You know Bladie, I doubt he's taking his time."

Kafka smiled as you fell asleep with your head on her lap, her fingers were stroking your hair and Silverwolf quickly took a picture before disappearing again. Although you were no Stellaron Hunter, the others saw you as their familiar- even Sam who you rarely saw.

Footsteps made Kafka stop and she sighed contently. "How did it go?" Blade stood in front of her with crossed arms, the same expression on his face as usual. "Mhm, never mind, tell me later on focus on them." She carefully lifted your head off her lap and placed it back on the couch. She winked to him before leaving the room.

Blade suspired before sitting down beside you. His hand rested on your hip as he leaned his chin on the other. During every second of his immortal life, Blade wishes to leave this eternal torture- the burden of his past and the Mara inside him give him no rest, but you- you seem to have an aura that surpresses his Mara-like Kafka's spirit whisper, but much more intense. Just being near you calms his body and mind, and he'll forever be grateful for it, no matter how you do it.

"You've died countless times to the point where people are used to it and have stopped asking 'Are you still hurt?', haven't they?" Blade hummed as he turned away from you. "What difference does it make?" You smiled at him before grabbing his arm softly, minding his bandages. "Immortal or Mortal, you're still a person. Everyone needs reassurance once in a while."

Blade's lips curled upward- but not exactly a smile- at this memory. He quickly unfolded a blanket and draped it over your body, letting you continue sleeping as he leaves.

[hitomisuzuya]

Kafka x fem!reader Blade x fem! reader. Smut. Threesome. Cunnilingus. Degradation. Mommy/Daddy kink. Kafka receiving/giving. Dom!Kafka Dom!Blade

I slept for a few hours, woke up, got high and this came out. This is kinda dirty. I am going to bed now.

Kafka has you on your back on one of her expensive jackets, your legs spread apart and trembling as she licked your pussy. "Be a good girl, and pinch your tits for me," She slowly flicked her tongue over your throbbing clit, "Show Bladie how good I am making you feel," She held your drooling folds apart with two elegant fingers, flattening her tongue on your clenching hole.

One of your hands left the back of her head, finding one of your nipples. You rolled the sensitive bud between the pads of your fingers. Your back arched as you grinded needily into her mouth. There was a dark blush on your cheeks, you were incredibly aware of Blade watching you.

Blade's face may have looked stoic, but it was hard for him not to lose control. Fisting his cock to the sight of Kafka ruining you did little to abate the pulsing ache in it. He knew Kafka was doing this on purpose.

Blade had lost count of the times he'd stood outside Kafka's bedroom door, jacking himself off to the sounds of her ruining you. From the way Kafka often antagonized you into screaming Blade's name instead while she fucked you told him she knew he was listening.

She was enjoying every minute of teasing him.

Kafka sucked on your clit for a few moments before she sat up. "Look at her, Bladie," She purred playfully, spreading your creamy folds again for him, "She's wet and ready for you."

Blade shivered in anticipation. "Turn over," He growled, moving behind you as you got on your elbows and knees, raising your ass up and giving him a view of your puffy pussy. Grasping his cock, he hastily pushed it inside you, letting out a groan.

"That's it, Bladie," Kafka teased, moving to sit at your head and spreading her legs, "Stuff your cock into her cunt just right, and she'll start calling you Daddy," Her words made Blade's cock pulse inside of you as he bottomed out.

"Make me cum, Daddy, please," You whimpered as his cock kissed into your sweet spot, looking up at Kafka feeling her hand on the back of your head. Blade fingers sank into your hips, giving him leverage to set a dizzying pace.

Kafka allowed you to let out a few loud, shameless moans before she moved your mouth onto her pussy. "Be a dear and tend to Mommy's cunt," She purred.

"Mhmm," You moaned muffled into her pussy, licking her clit before latching your lips onto it. Kafka moaned, pressing your mouth onto her cunt. You yelped feeling the sting of Blade's hand across your ass.

"Whine more, slut," He groaned, his thrusts growing harsher as he lost himself in the tight feeling of your walls on his cock. He paid absolutely no mind to the fact he was rapidly losing control. He was enjoying feeling you fall apart on his cock, your hole stretched tight and perfect as it squelched and pumped inside you.

Your orgasm was building up too fast for you to process, your drool pooling onto Kafka's cunt as you whimpered and moaned. Your hands clung to Kafka's thighs, your tongue lapping at her clenching hole. Your lips sucking at her clit made her release flooded onto your tongue, her hand stroking through your hair as she used your face to get off.

Blade chased the pulsing feeling in his cock, taking out all his pent up frustration out on you. It felt so fucking good to finally get his hands on you, and fuck you in the ways he'd only thought about. His hand reached down to rub and pinch your clit, intent on making you cream on his cock before filling you.

[cougheemedicine]

You

Blade x GN!Reader

Word count: 2465

Warnings: Reader works at a brothel as an escort, drinking, blood, Blade is injured, Blade gets half naked, Reader gets threatened for money, Reader gets called “pretty thing” and "bastard", Blade cuts a guy’s throat open, spoilers for Blade's story, ooc? Skimmed over it but not proof read

Contents: Slight(?) angst but mostly fluff, Reader is the stellaron hunter’s informant, Reader calls Blade “Bladie”, mutual pining, “I didn’t know where else to go”, Bladie gets protective, Kafka mentioned

Summary: In your line of work, trust was not something easily given. You could only really trust someone as far as you could throw them. You could never trust who you gave information to, even if they paid good. Maybe a certain someone can allow you to drop the facade very so often.

A/n: A little something to tide over the hsr fans while I work on my hsr au as well as my twst au

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       “Hey, you,” You grinned, swirling your drink in its’ glass, the ice cubes clinking against the rim. You needn’t look back to know who walked into your private room unannounced, even if the air suddenly going cold and the smell of copper assaulting your nostrils weren’t already hints. Only one person could make it to the top floor of your building without being stopped.

       Blade knelt down next to you, minding the flowing silks of your robe that cascaded past your form and onto the wooden balcony. You offered him a glass, ice already prepared, that he completely ignored. You huffed but poured him a drink anyway, setting it next to his hand.

       “You’re early, you know,” You hummed, scrunching your nose at the flavour of the liquor. Bitter. “I had to rush my last client out when I smelled the blood. You lost me a good tip, Bladie.”

       Your tone is light, teasing, even as you narrow your eyes at him, looking at him through your lashes. There’s blood matted in his hair, and staining his clothes. You’d almost feel bad, if it wasn’t for the good chunk of money he cost you. That sorry old sod had was basically throwing credits at your feet. Blade meets your eye, devoid of any emotion, except the smallest spark of remorse, a spark so small even you can barely see it. He huffs.

       “I’ll pay you double for what you know,” Monotone as ever, he’s still honest with you. More or less. You let your brow ease, simply looking him in the eye instead of glaring at him. You huff out a laugh, though it’s not particularly humorous. 

       “Straight to business with you, as always,” You roll your eyes, scooting back to lean against the brick of the building. Fancy, fur-trimmed robe be damned. Blade follows, picking up both glasses and making his way next to you. He’s so much closer to you now, you can feel his shoulder brush against yours, and his hair tickled your finger tips as he sits next to you.

       You tell him what you know, whispers you’ve heard from the walls of your brother's and sister's rooms, things told to you in confidence by people who paid you to spend time with them, even some of the most devastating secrets you had been privy to while working your magic.

       Blade stares at you all the while, every ounce of his attention raptly captured by you. An icy shiver claws up your back, you’re suddenly glad the robe you're clad in is made of a thick material. You lean over, away from him, to refill your glass. After the night you've had, you need it. Once you turn back, fully intent on continuing your gossip session about some official Blade and his little group needed dead, you voice catches in your throat.

        He's still staring at you, as if he hasn't even blinked. His shoulder brushes yours again, and you almost stiffen. Swallowing the lump in your throat, and willing the heat in your face to cease, you snap your fingers in front of his face. "Hey you, still with me?"

        You tack your most dazzling grin onto your face, normally you'd tease him to hell and back for blinking dumbly, his stone-faced demeanor cracked, if only slightly. But you can't bring yourself to form the words, not when your heart is in your ears and you're barely reigning in the urge to giggle like a school girl.

        He huffs, leaning back against the wall and taking a long sip of his drink. His entire face scrunches, and he glares sharply at the contents of his glass. "Bitter. What is this?"

        "Gift from my last client, apparently I'm his favorite play thing," you down your drink with a groan, the ice having long melted. You could care less how it tasted, you just wanted something that could make your forget the entire night. You tilt your head back, letting your smile drop again as you lull your head against the brick. You can sense his eyes on you again, gazing at you in his peripherals, through his bangs. You hear him set his glass back down on the wood floor, and he leans over you, picking up the crystal bottle. He scans the label, and grimaces, but he pours more into his glass, then empties the rest into yours.

        Blade picks up his glass again, and you clink yours against his. He eyes you, you only raise your glass. He quirks a brow, pulling his knee up to rest his arm on his knee, before mirroring you. 

        "I'll bring you something better next time," He says with a sigh. 

        "I still expect the full price for my services," you reply, not as coyly as you could've hours ago.

        Blade hums, laying his free hand next to yours. Maybe the alcohol is clouding your sense, but you swear you can feel his hand against yours, your pinkies brushing. Neither of you acknowledge it, when you lay you lay your pinkie finger over his. Blade doesn't even pull away. For as gruff and rough around the edges as he may be, he's one of the many who just can't refuse you.

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        Someone knocks on your door, almost making you drop your book in surprise. You spare a glance at the clock above your door. It's past 2am.

        The person knocks again, and you drag yourself from your bed to answer. Irritation growing with every step. "Look, I'm only open till midnight on week nights. If you want to be entertained, I suggest going back to the lower floors-"

        By the time you open your door, you actually drop the book.

        Blade leans on your doorframe. From the gap the chain lock provides, you can see his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat, and his eyes scrunched from what you can only assume is pain. The hand you can see is gripping his side, red blooming from under his gloved fingers.

        "Aeons, Blade! You-" You all but rip the door of its' hinges in your haste, hands ghosting over his side.

        "I," He rasps, "I didn't know where else to go..."

        His knees give out, and he slumps onto you. His head on your shoulder, and you can hear his ragged breathing. You can feel him trying to stifle it, the hiss he lets out when you kick the door closed and drag him into your room, and the groan he barely bites back as you drop him (rather clumsily) onto your chaise lounge.

        You hover over him, not really knowing what to do. You knew the basics of his curse, knitting his flash together as you spoke, but you didn’t know much past that.

        "Kafka's... done what she must," Blade heaves, trying to sit up, you push him down, "We were ambushed while we were recovering, and we had to split up,"

        You're quiet as you listen, making a mess of your drawers as you look for your first aide kit. When you turn back, he's sat up again, already shucking his coat off. His undershirt is stained dark red, and you can see his face twist as he grimaces in pain from moving too much.

        You kneel before him, a roll of bandages in your hand, a damp cloth in the other. A silent plea.

        Blade narrows his eyes at you, but he nods. You can touch him.

        The silence in the room is heavy as you ease closer to him. You shuffle between his legs, resting your arms on his knees, and you can't help but look him in the eyes. Blade almost looks sad, with his nose is wrinkled, and his brow furrowed. He brushes his hair from his face, and he tilts his head at you. You shift your gaze from his eyes down to his stained shirt, and back up to his eyes. Blade rolls his eyes, but he complies to your silent request.

        Slowly, Blade unbuttons his shirt, and he slowly tugs it off. Leaving him more bare than he's ever been around you. Tentatively, you reach out to wipe some of the blood with the cloth and, before you can even touch him, Blade jerks away. Breathing harshly as if you had just touched him with a red-hot pole.

        You almost retreat, to give him the space he clearly needs, to let him do it himself. You're clearly not doing him much good. But he catches your wrist before you can go too far. Ever so slowly, as if he'd lash out if you reacted too suddenly, you return to your place. You meet his gaze once more. His weary, exhausted gaze, hidden behind that hardness you've grown so accustomed to. He nods once, a sharp jerk of his chin, and lets you go.

        Tearing your eyes from Blade's is harder than you'd imagine it to be, even as you gently wipe the blood from his side. You tap his leg with your free hand, and he passes you the role of bandages.

       You can see his stomach dip and hitch with his every breath and hiss of pain. His hand, the one not holding the end of the bandage in place, moves from either hovering over your shoulder or gripping the edge of the chaise.

       You finish silently, staring at your sloppy handiwork. You knew the basics of his curse, but it didn’t make you feel any better about his suffering. Blade goes to stand as you put the first aide kit away, steadying himself on the arm of the furniture. The creaking of the wood as he shifts his weight is enough for you to whip around, kit still in your hands.

       “No, sit down,” You jab a finger at the chaise lounge, glaring daggers at him as he stretches, testing the flexibility of the fraying bandages.

       “I’ll be fine in the morning,” He grunts as you stride across the room, poking him on his -still very bare- chest. “You’re not fine now, are you? Lay down and rest for once or Aeons help me-“

       You place a firm hand on his chest, all but shoving back down onto the chaise. Blade narrows his eyes at you, you flash him your famous smile. You mentally cheer when he crosses his arms, averting his eyes as he finally leans back and relaxes against the many pillows you had arranged. You always win.

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       The silver blade of the knife glinted in the low light of your room. Over the game table, the man across from you smirks. His one golden tooth peeking out from his lips, clashing against his greasy skin and complexion. He kept the knife pressed pretty against your neck. Just hard enough for a single drop of blood to slide down your neck, and over your collar bone.

       “Aw, come on, pretty thing. You scammed a buddy of mine out of quite a bit of credits a few weeks back. I think it’s only fair if you give us back a portion of what you owe,” he runs a hand over his greying beard. As if that would convince you.

       You feel a smile stretch over your lips, more vexed than anything else if you were to be honest. "Sir, I was simply doing my job. I don’t even keep the money,"

        The slimy man rolled his eyes, an ugly scowl forming on his face. "Oh please, like I'd believe that. I know your kind, pretty bastards. Think you can flash a smile and everyone will drop onto their knees before you,"

        The knife at your neck digs deeper, and you can feel sweat beading down the back of your neck. His eyes narrow, "Can't get out of this. Now give me what I want,"

       You rack your brain for anything, even the smallest thing that could somehow get you out of this situation. You have half a mind to take the bottle of expensive wine from the table in front of you and smash the sucker over his head. But it would be a race that you aren’t the most confident in winning, and a waste of good wine.

       You’re stuck. Wholly and uselessly stuck. 

       You open your mouth again. Your silver tongue has gotten you out of many tough calls, maybe you can work your magic like you’ve done so many times.

       “One more word out of you-“ Your captor interrupts, before you can even get a word in, “And I’ll cut that silver tongue of yours right out. You understand me-“

       The sound he makes is guttural, and just as ugly as the  man who’s making it. Crimson rains from him, splattering your table and getting on your face and clothes. He chokes, lurching forward in the way a hog does when scrounging in the dirt for food, and drops his head into your table. Dead.

       You look up gradually, taking in the sight, before making eye contact with your hero. “Hey, you,”

       Blade looms over your little scene, eyes pricing your own, blood still dripping from his broken sword. He makes no move to acknowledge your greeting, only flicking the blood off his sword and sheathing it. You huff, standing up to dust off your clothes. 

       “This was a nice table you know,” You hum, flicking a drop of blood from your cheek. Blade ignores your complaints still, side-stepping the table all together and standing in front of you. With his every inhale you can feel his chest brush yours, and you’re sure you can feel electric shocks rippling under your skin as Blade raises a hand, wiping the blood from your neck. 

       You can rarely read the man, the odd time you can is when he’s irate or some other synonym of the word ‘annoyed’, but you can read his eyes better than you’ve ever been able to. Maybe it’s the proximity, and you’re drunk on the air that is suddenly becoming much heavier than it was before, or maybe you’re more intoxicated than you thought you were, but you can see the sheer fury in his eyes.

       Blade lays his hand lightly on your neck, the other ghosting over the fingers of your hand down lax at your side. He leans forward, just slightly, and you can feel his chest against yours.

       But then it’s all over. Blade tears himself away, completely turning around to swipe your first aide kit from your desk. A feeling of smugness washes over you, the very tips of his ears are pink, and you can’t help the gentle smile on your face. Only you have seen him like this. Only you can pull such emotion from him. Only you.

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work belongs to @cougheemedicine, all forms of plagiarism, modifying, translating, reposting are not allowed

[redr0sewrites]

HI HELLO HII!! :3

i woke up today with no thoughts but edging blade and making him ride me.

I AM THE NUMBER 1 BOTTOM BLADIE ADVOCATE. i see every character as a switch but theres way too many top blade fics and i think he needs to be absolutely destroyed like if you put me in a room with him one of us is coming out pregnant and its not going to be me.

- liz (THIS GOT VERY WORDY FOR NO REASON SORRY HEJDKSKSJS)

AAAA UR SO REAL FOR THIS LIZ <33 sorry this took so long to reply to, i started this but stupid tumblr ate my progress so i had to restart 😒 ANYWAYS, I HOPE U ENJOY !!

🥀Cw: smut, AMAB!reader, sub!blade, overstimulation, marking, creampie, edging, breeding kink, overall filth

🥀minors dni

"p-please!" Blade moaned out, thighs quaking as you rocked your hips back up against him. He was straddling you, his neglected cock twitching as you forced him deeper onto your cock. "nghh puh-please, i wanna- i need to come..." blades stoicism had dissipated entirely, leaving you with the whiny mess currently grinding in your lap.

you had denied him of his orgasm 3 times already throughout the night, and he was becoming desperate. his poor cock was leaking precum, and his cheeks were flushed a hot pink as tears formed on his lash line. he was just so pathetic, he needed you so bad! who were you to deny him?

"aww, bladie~ why should I? tell me why I should let you come. are you being a good boy for me?" you smirked, thrusting upwards into his tight hole hard enough to make him sob.

"i- im being good! im your good boy! please- please- ngh- i need you so-oo bad" blade moaned, nails digging into your shoulders as your hand traveled up his chest to his nipples. you leaned forward, taking one into your mouth and kneading the other with your hand. suddenly, you twisted the hardened nub between your fingers while simultaneously thrusting up against his prostate and he squealed in pleasure. fat, glossy tears streamed down blade's cheeks as you began to pick up the pace, leaning back and thrusting up into him so hard he nearly toppled onto you. needy whines escaped his lips as you mercilessly railed him, forcing him to ride you. blade's hips grinded in tandem with yours, and you could tell he was nearing his orgasm.

"you close baby? t-tell me how bad you want it~" you choked out, a moan threatening to slip past your lips as he squeezed your cock so tightly.

"i- auhhg- p-please, please i need it, i need you, i needa' come o-oh-" blade was cut off with a scream as he arched his back, hips stuttering as his sought after high washed over him. Your eyebrows knitted together, you could feel your own release building in your orgasm.

"You want my cum, baby? want me to come inside, fill you up real nice? im gonna breed this precious hole, fuck you full of my seed~" Blade's mind went blissfully blank at your words, and you wrapped your hand around his neglected cock, stroking him roughly as he shook in overstimulation. He could already feel yet another coil of pleasure building in his abdomen as your thrusts became more sporadic.

"Ye-yes, o-oh yes, please master, i need you, nghh need your cum, want you to fill me up so bad, want it so bad-" your hips jerked up in a few final thrusts as bliss filled every nerve in your body. Blade let out a needy sob as you came inside him, his hole tightening so perfectly around you as a second orgasm shook through him unexpectedly. His cock coated the both of you in his release, and a ring of cum surrounded the base of your own dick still inside of him. With a soft whine, Blade collapsed on top of you and you chuckled softly.

"You tired baby?"

"mhm. Wanna sleep." with no reason to argue, you wrapped your arms around your lover as he nuzzled into your neck, and you gently pulled out of him. blade whimpered softly and you chuckled, gently running your hands through his hair as you both began to drift off.

bro i havent written smut in a hot minute so sorry if this sucks lmao- I LOVE BIG SUBBY MEN THAT NEED YOU SO BAD THEY JUST CANT GET OFF WITHOUT U!!! ANYWAYS FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE REQS I LOVE UUUUU HOPE U ENJOYED!