#they did hades dirty

[ytcomments-archive]

[mjolnir-brick]

Why is nobody talking abt kaos Netflix 2k24?????????????????? Make it viral please they're so weird i

[mik3stuff]

"the couple ever" and then is a picture of a rich, neurotypical, kinda abusive, cishet couple with a polemic background

[superkooku]

More OdyPen shimejis !

Again, they're from @wolfythewitch for those who would want them

Probably what Odysseus saw under the sirens' spell (or in his dreams while on his way to Ithaca)

(and yes, my wallpaper is Wolfy's artwork of Dionysus, because why not XD)

OdyPen blushing

After all these years, he finally can rest and become a worm

Odysseus : "Pen ? My queen ? Woman of my dreams ? Would you still love me if I was a worm ?"

Penelope :

[frogsprince]

also my one gripe is that everyone slept on meg so fucking hard in favor of everyone's fav softboi thanatos

but now everyone's simping for nemesis who treats mel very much the same as meg treated zag at first?? i see you man i see you

[wentian]

[vegalocity]

sometimes i look at Greek mythology Hot Takes on this hellsite and I just-

look, take my hand, let me look deep into your eyes

I worship a fair amount of these bitches myself, i am one of those cringey neopagans

You are taking this way too goddamn seriously

[stygicniron]

ooc; oh yeah, executive decision to just--ignore the pre-2018 gow character designs because whAT

[milomilesmib]

When I thought Greek Mythology was a useless hobby of mine and then became a hellenist, so now I a) know basically every major god's backstory, and b) Won't Shut Up about it

[autumnoakes]

oughhhhhh

[pedanticat]

Wow. The penultimate episode of Percy Jackson sucks. It really did the Underworld section of the book incredibly dirty (especially Annabeth).

[i2sunric]

LOVE IS (NOT) EASY (l.hs)

summary: there was nothing you hated more than the smell of cigarettes and smokers. always acting as if they were above anything else. but just like persephone learnt how to love hades, then why couldn’t you learn how to love heeseung?

warnings: fingering, rough sex, chocking, gagging, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), blowjob, squirting, heeseung is toxic, heeseung smokes, reader hates cigarettes, situationship with benefits?, doggy, missionary, dirty talk, pet names (babe, baby, slut), lmk if more. (strangely) proofread.

published: 9th May 2024

wc: 3.5k

taglist: (permanent) @stolasisyourparent @jaeyunsbimbo @heelvsted @jwnghyuns (one shot) @slut4hee @ineedsomezzz @deobitifull @smisworld @mitmit01 @the-poetic-side-of-me @cha0thicpisces @heeseungsbitvh

Blasting music, almost at a deafening volume, blinding lights and the mixed smell of sweat and alcohol. That was how your birthday party was going on, all your friends and friends of friends filling the room, making the air heavy.

You kept smiling and greeting people you hadn’t even invited, accepting kind birthday wishes. You were in desperate need of fresh air but you were also trying to find Lee Heeseung.

Your relationship was rather complicated, if you had to be honest. You weren’t a couple, because Heeseung made it clear from the first day you met that he couldn’t afford love. But you also weren’t just nothing.

Whatever it was, he was supposed to show up at your birthday party— well, he actually did, he greeted you with the most false smile you could’ve ever see and then disappeared in thin air.

You knew he hated social gatherings, especially if it was with people outside his corrupted and not so safe group of friends, but you thought he’d at least celebrate with you.

You stumbled on your heels, making your way through the crowd until you finally reached the entrance of the room you rented and went outside.

The cold air hit your barely covered skin, the thin and tight dress you chose as an outfit doing nothing to cover you from the chilly weather.

It was when you focused on your surroundings that you noticed a pair of familiar broad shoulders covered in utterly familiar leather jacket.

You walked beside him and frowned when you noticed he was yet again smoking a cigarette, the bitter smell of it tickling your nostrils “Seriously?”

Heeseung rolled his eyes and took another long drag from his cigarette, "You look good tonight, babe."

You let out a small sigh, looking at him with a sharp stare. Heeseung wasn’t one to do things out of kindness, he was selfish and only did what he could to take advantage himself. You just hoped he’d listen to you once— But again, hope was not on your side. when it came to him.

��You promised you wouldn’t smoke today.” You stated, reminding him of your previous conversation.

He let out a groan, "You're impossible to make happy." He put out the cigarette and threw it on the ground, stepping on it, "There. You happy now?" He raised an eyebrow.

It wasn’t very nice to just throw the cigarette on the ground and leave it there, but you weren’t going to complain since his lungs would have less smoke in them.

“Come on, Hee.” You stepped in front of him, your height difference was clear that way “It’s my birthday, you said it was my gift.”

Heeseung let out another groan, "Don't pull that card on me. it doesn't work anymore." He mumbled and pulled you closer by the waist, "I didn't want to be here in the first place. We could have celebrated it alone and had a lot more fun together."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, your figures melting together “But I wanted to celebrate it with my friends too.”

"Well, I am better than them—“ He raised a brow, “They can’t satisfy you the way I do.”

Heeseung leaned down to kiss you, his tongue licking your bottom lip. He pulled away, "Don't forget it" He whispered on your lips but it came off as threatening.

“Oh, so now you’re better than them?” You asked, teasing him as you pulled your face away from his.

He pulled you back, his hand gripping onto your chin tightly, "I’ve always been. Who else would put up with your attitude?" He said with a cocky smirk.

You sighed, shaking your head “What attitude?” You mumbled, slightly offended.

Heeseung pulled harder on your chin so you looked up at him, "Look at you right now, always trying to make me mad." His voice was husky, sending shivers down your spine.

“But you like it?” You asked, your quiet voice going straight to his cock— however he couldn’t just steal you away from your party, could he?

Heeseung had a thing for toying with you, confusing you, leaving you just to claim you all over again. Cause no matter how much you acted like you hated him, you knew there was no going back from his game.

His fingers trailed down from your chin to your neck, squeezing the sides slightly, "You don’t know a damn thing abou what I like." He mumbled and leaned down to kiss you again.

He pulled away before you had the chance to respond, "Go inside. I’ll join you in a minute" He demanded.

You pointed a finger at his chest, wanting to sound threatening “No more cigs.”

Heeseung grabbed your hand and kissed it, "You know I can't make promises I don't intend to keep" He squeezed your hand.

"I'll see you inside" he smirked and walked away before you could give him another response.

“Heeseung!” You shouted, watching as he walked away. He didn’t even turn around, he just waved one of his hands and disappeared in the middle of the night; just like he always did.

You groaned, frustrated with him, but most of all with yourself, for always letting him lead you on. You just went back to your birthday party, now feeling ever worse than you were before.

You took a deep breath before entering the room, the smell of alcohol replacing the bitter one of cigarettes and Heeseung’s wood cologne.

You tried to enjoy your night but you couldn’t really, your mind always drifting to the bane of your existence who wore an under-washed leather jacket and always had a cigarette between his lips.

⟡

So called devil had the audacity to show his face again when you were already at home, after fixing all the mess your guests had made— which was huge and took you the whole night. Birds chirped outside, signalling it was already early morning and you couldn’t wait to just fall asleep in your bed.

You heard the overly familiar sound of your bedroom window opening and closing right away, signalling the presence of a new person inside your apartment.

You had just removed your heels and stood in the middle of the room, in front of Heeseung’s tall figure. His demeanour was a little more dishevelled and messy than it had been a few hours before; but you could still smell the odour of cigarettes on him. He saw the unamused look on your face and smirked before walking closer to you.

Heeseung grabbed your waist and kissed you, "Stop sulking." He mumbled against your lips.

You pushed his chest, obviously not doing any damage to him “Let go.” You said sternly.

He pushed you slightly against the wall, trapping you and leaning closer, "Stop acting like this. You're mad at me all the time. I’m sick and tired of coming home to a pissed off Y/N." He said and kissed you again, more roughly.

You kissed him back with the same passion, your lips crashing together, tongues intertwining.

“Stop making me mad, then.” You mumbled, your fingers grasping his dark hair.

"Everything I do makes you mad." Heeseung murmured and kissed all over your neck, biting down occasionally to leave marks, claiming you, “You’re never satisfied.”

You blindly removed his jacket and let it fall on the ground with a small thud. You clumsily tried to undo the buttons of his shirt, “Cause you never listen.”

Heeseung pushed off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor, "Stop picking fights with me, then." He mumbled, his lips trailing down from your neck to your chest as your palms wandered around his bare torso.

You let out head fall back on the wall, the rough touch of his lips on your skin sending butterflies in your stomach “Can’t.” You answered.

He gripped onto your thighs and lifted you up, making you straddle him. He moved your face to look at him, "Look at me."

You wrapped your arms around his neck to keep yourself from falling and looked into his eyes as he demanded.

His pupils were dilated from the tobacco and probably some other things you were too afraid to ask; still, they were beautiful.

Heeseung leaned forward to kiss you again, biting down on your bottom lip, both of you moaning when you tasted blood "Say my name." He mumbled against your lips.

“Heeseung,” You breathed out, moving your hips on the evident bulge you felt underneath your clothed core.

Heeseung carried you to the bed, laying you down underneath him, his lips still on yours, "Tell who you belong to.” His voice became almost commanding.

His figure hovered on yours, like a shadow covering all the light from your life— you were almost hypnotised by his deadly beauty “You, Hee.”

Heeseung lifted up your dress over your hips and looked up at you with a smirk, "That’s what I thought." He mumbled and left kisses along the lace of your underwear.

You let out a soft hum as his plump lips trailed kisses on your sensitive and burning skin. Your hand went against to grasp the back of his head, “I’m still m-mad at you.”

Your voice intended to sound threatening but it only came out as shaky and weak.

Heeseung pulled off your underwear and tossed it to the side, going back to leaving bite marks on your inner thighs, "Show me how mad you are, baby.” He mumbled against your skin, sending vibrations through your whole body.

He left a few bites in the same spots, marking them as his before he reached up and held your jaw, "Don’t pull me away." He said and leaned down to kiss you once again.

As easy as said if it wasn’t for his fingers that snuck to inside of you without you even realising until he started curling them to brush against your sensitive spot.

You gasped for air, but when you did he stopped moving his fingers. You knew he wanted to tease, drive you insane and make you beg— But who were you to disobey?

Heeseung held your chin in his grasp “Don’t fucking pull away.” He demanded again and pulled you into a make out session.

His fingers brushed against your gummy walls, at full speed without even leaving you time to adjust to the new intrusion.

Your mouth fell agape at the funny sensation building inside you and Heeseung took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth, moaning lowly when it met yours.

He reached down to unzip his jeans, "Can’t wait to make you forget all of the things I did." He mumbled against your lips.

Heeseung was quick to discard his jeans on the floor, somewhere unknown.

He leaned back, sitting on his knees. He grabbed your waist and positioned you in front of him, "You look so pretty like this, Y/N" He mumbled, staring down at you in only your bra and dress on top of your thighs.

You glanced back at him, your eyes hooded and full of lust. He removed his fingers from inside of you and he smirked at the sight of your face,

"You can't hide how bad you want me…” His hand trailing up your thighs and over your hips before reaching up to undo your bra.

He wrapped your underwear around your mouth, forcing you to keep silent and allowing him to use you the way he wanted.

Heeseung leaned down and looked at you, "Be quiet and pretty like you were made for.”

You let out a hum that felt more like a whimper, your slick pooling your thighs. Heeseung smirked satisfactorily and put two fingers back inside of you, rubbing your g-spot that he knew so well, making you muffle moan.

You tried to grip his arm when you felt the same funny sensation building inside your stomach but Heeseung never haltered his movements until you squirted all over the sheets and his abdomen.

Your body shook with overstimulation when his fingers kept thrusting inside your pussy, Heeseung cooed “Already? We haven’t even started.”

You shook your head, your eyes squeezing, whimpers leaving your mouths as if to beg him to stop.

Heeseung took your chin in his hands, his fingers digging inside your cheeks. He raised a brow and removed your bra from your mouth, throwing it to the side “Need that warm mouth around my cock, mh?”

With you still laying underneath him, he crawled until his clothed bulge was hovering on your face. You quickly complied and lowered his boxers, palming his hard tip, already leaking precum.

Heeseung wasted no time and fisted your hair, taking control of your head “Open your mouth.” He demanded and again, you gave him what he wanted.

As soon as you opened your mouth he bucked his hips, making you gag on his thick length.

Your gags only made him want to hear more, so he kept thrusting his hips, hitting the back of your throat “Fuck, feels so good.”

The warmth of your mouth hugging his cock and the drool dripping down your chin almost made him cum right away, so he had to slow down, making slow but deep thrusts.

You held his hips and started bobbing your head, hooling your cheeks, Heeseung chuckled at your devotion “Such a good girl for me, trained you to please me so well.”

You hummed, his cock vibrating in your mouth, making his head fall back.

He let go of your hair and thrusted a few more times, just enough to make you gag again before pulling out. You let out a deep breath, your whole chin and chest coated with drool.

He glanced down at you, looking just like the erotic dreams he had when he was a teenager, all messed up by him.

Heeseung bent down to kiss you, pulling you into a quick make out session. He then quickly discarded his boxers as well and moved back between your legs, spreading your thighs apart.

The cold air hitting your pussy made you clench around nothing “Oh baby, I’ll ruin you so bad.” He mumbled, licking a long strip from your wet pussy.

“Heeseung,” You gasped out, “Please.”

He shook his head “What did we say about words? You need to use them, come on, be a good girl and say what you want.”

“Please Hee…” You whined when his fingers brushed against your clit “Fuck me, Fuck me hard.”

Heeseung bit down his bottom lip and let out a mocking scowl “This slut can’t think without a cock to stretch her out?” He caressed your cheek, ever so tenderly before grasping your face, “You remember the safe word?”

Even in your hazy state you managed to nod, Heeseung’s eyes were dead serious. Despite his twisted desires, he would never accidentally hurt you during sex, or worse.

“Good, because I won’t hold back.” And with that, he wetted his shaft with your juices, pumping it a few times before entering you with a deep thrust.

You swallowed him whole as he bottomed out already, grasping the sheets underneath you at the sudden stretch, so good yet so painful.

You let out a small whimper, “Shh,” He cooed, fisting your hair to raise your head, making you look at where your bodies connected “Watch me stretch this pussy out.”

His thick length moved back and forth, appearing just to disappear back into you, the shadow of his bulge showing on your stomach, making both of you moan.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good around me.” Heeseung breathed out, letting go of your hair to cup your breasts, squeezing them.

His fingers played with your nipples, making you clench around him, your walls squeezing back around his cock.

“So sensitive?” He scowled, bending down to lick your tits as his thrusts reached a delicious rhythm, not too slow but not also too hard.

His scent mixing with sweat and your own sheets’ one was enough to drive you insane, your thoughts getting cloudy and you dropped your head back on the mattress.

Heeseung raised himself up and looked at your body, laid down so pretty underneath him. His gaze went to the dress still around your hips, “Wearing that dress at a party, you knew you’d make me mad, right?”

You shook your head, not even having the slightest energy to speak with the way his cock kept hitting your cervix, his movements becoming even more intense “All those men at the party were eye fucking you,” He groaned at his own statement, his eyes so dark, “Wanted to claim you, take you right there on the fucking gift table,” He slapped your breast “Showing them who you belong to.”

Your eyes were half lidded as you tried to open them “Only w-want you.” You replied, another moan escaping you with one particular deep thrust.

“You better,” His fingers trailed your jawline, his touch tender unlike what you were doing “Only I can fuck you like you want, treat you right, mh?”

You nodded again at his words, your hands grasping his shoulders to keep yourself steady “And you don’t want to know what’d happen if you ever let another man look in your direction.”

He tilted his head back gritting his teeth with a hiss. Your gaze was now on him as he stared back down at you with lustful satisfaction “You’re mine.”

The same sweet feeling built inside your stomach, making your eyes squeeze “Heeseung,” You breathed out.

“Want to cum?” He tsked, one hand going down to your clit to rub it as the other held your leg on his shoulder, “Cum, yes.” You managed to mumble.

Heeseung’s thrusts got deeper, faster, almost maniacally as you fell apart under him, your cum coating his dick.

You’d think he would at least slow his movements, helping you ride out of your orgasm but it was Heeseung you were talking about, and he kept rutting inside you, gripping your hips to help himself.

You tried to make him stop, weakly pushing his chest away. He took your wrists, yanking them away from his chest and holding them on the mattress, pinning you down “Fucking take what I give you.”

You were a whimpering mess, overstimulation making your body quiver underneath him, if it wasn’t for his strong grip you’d be all around the bed “Hee…” You managed to breathe out.

“Sh,” Heseeung ordered, letting go of your wrists to wrap one hand around your neck, squeezing it. The loss of oxygen made your eyes roll back, laying there for him to use, to own.

After a while, he got bored of missionary so he let go of your neck and turned you around, your ass up.

He spanked it, making you moan out at the pain. He inserted himself inside you again and gripped your hips, rutting his cock.

“T-too much.” You cried out, biting down the sheets, the pleasure being too much for your body.

“It’s not.” Heeseung said back, spanking your ass again before reaching for your head, holding it down on the mattress. The position was uncomfortable and you’d surely wake up with a sore neck the next day, but the thought of Heeseung using you for his own pleasure, fucking you like a flesh light.

“Take my fucking dick, baby.” You knew he was close when his breath got heavier, sweat dripping down from his neck to your back “You’re squeezing it so tight.”

He let go of your head and held you up, supporting your body weight so that your back was pressed against his chest, one hand grasping your tit as the other circled your sensitive bud.

You were a moaning mess, tears staining your cheeks and ruining the mascara you had put on.

Heeseung gave one final deep thrust before cumming inside you, his length twitching, load filling you up and at the same time the knot in your stomach snapped, making you cum for the second time of the night.

Heeseung kept pounding, slowly and deeply, fucking his cum back into you, kissing the neck he had marked before.

Both your breaths were heavy, and as he pulled out, you fell on the mattress right away, all your forces leaving your body.

You turned around, laying on your back. You felt the mix of your cum dripping down on your thighs and mattress but you didn’t even care— not at that moment.

Your eyes were so heavy, both from the lack of sleep and the draining sensation coming after sex.

Heeseung placed one pillow under your head and caressed your cheek with his thumb.

You thought you heard a faint “Happy birthday, love.” With a featherlight kiss on your forehead, but you weren’t sure if it was a dream or reality. What you were sure, though, was that when you opened your eyes again the only thing left of Heeseung was the smell of cigarettes and wood.

[kenchann]

hades 2 doodles (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) i did aetos dirty i know wwww

[magnusbae]

DID THEY JUST TAKE A DIG AT THE WHOLE HADES 1 GAMEPLAY BASE LIKE WE SEE YOU, YOU DIRTY DIVINE DASH SIMPS— 😂😂😂😂

[r0-boat]

If it's not too much trouble, may I request Foras NSFW alphabet headcanons? Thanks.

alrightt lets goo

Foras NSFW alphabet headcanons

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

Gentle, gentle and caring. As soon as he finishes with you you are in his arms his soft lips on your skin as he asks if you are okay, if he was too rough, if he hurt you in any way. If you shake your head he will just reply "Good. I love you."before holding you close. However he notices He did His eyes will fill with worry before instantly holding in his arms turning you both invisible before going to make you a warm meal/drink and to tend to wherever he has hurt you.

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

His favorite body part is his hands, because he wants to touch you. He wants to make you feel good with them. He wants to feel every little bit of you.

His favorite part of your body is your face, a face he thinks about when he smiles, a face he imagines twisting in pleasure when he needs to cum, You're soft the lips to your vibrant eyes. He loves when you try to cover it when you're shy, You're so cute unaware of your own beauty.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Inside, to feel your walls clapping down on him as he fills you up is a feeling that is better than anything. To see evidence of what he has done to you drip out of your hole has turned him on to no end.

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

He has watched you and Levi have sex and he wants to do it again. He wants to have sex with you while his Lord watches. He is very normal about you and Levi together in the same bedroom.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is actually quite experienced, You may think that he is a vanilla virgin but he is far from that. He is also quite the closet pervert.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything as long as he gets to see your face He is not picky, However he prefers the classic missionary style.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He will be a little goofy if he feels that you're nervous. He's only like this to calm your nerves other than that I'd say he's pretty serious, He takes your pleasure very seriously.

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

Well groomed, a little messy depends on the day but he tries to maintain down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Extremely intimate, He will kiss you till you're dizzy He will pedals all over your sheets and floor before having you. He will have wine and even snacks. He wants to make sure the mood is just right. He wants to make you feel like you're on cloud 9 just how much you make him feel

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

You are not in Hades that often which breaks his heart because he loves you so much. When he masturbates he thinks of you he can't help it. He whimpers your name as he spills in his hand pretending it's inside you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Cuckold, for Leviathan only, there are a few devils and kings that come with a package deal and Foras is one of them. Being in the middle of you too is like his dream.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He can turn invisible. anytime anywhere he will be ready. Although he will be very shy to do it in public That doesn't mean he's opposed In fact to be honest it just turns him on more.

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

When you're assertive, Your assertive almost bratty behavior against Levi It doesn't only work against Levi. When you snarl and raise your voice he just wants to get on his knees and make you feel better.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Like Sitri He will not hurt you seriously He will not let you draw blood. Seeing blood and associating it with you makes him sick.

He is a devil from Hades, He is ruled by the emotion envy, Levi is the only one who is right for you. He will not tolerate any other man in your life that isn't him or Levi.

(yandere foras)

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

Giving. But getting on your knees to suck him off will drive him crazy, He will try not to buck his hips and have you choke on his cock.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He is not fast but not slow but he knows how to hit all the right spots to make you squeal He tries to take an account what you want and adjusts accordingly.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes yes yes!!! God yes. He is hoping and wishing you uses invisibility skill well. He doesn't get to have you that often so any moment in his arms He will take it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes and no. If there's something that he or you really want to experiment then he'll do it but other than that he would rather stick to old fashioned sex. He thinks he could pleasure you enough for you to be okay.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He could last the normal amount that a devil could (What that means is up to you) All that you need to know is you won't be walking for a week after him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes and no. He is ruled by The sin envy. He'd rather you not use toys on your own but he's okay if you use toys in front of him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Only a little bit. He doesn't like to tease you for too long only enough to get a little small reaction and he'll be satisfied. He must apologize seeing you upset is just so cute he can't resist.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Quiet and breathy. With some whimpering here and there. His volume isn't loud but he sure talks a lot whimpering or breathing your name and you swear just how much he says you could probably make out what he's thinking about.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Every now and then he breaks off a piece of his horn to carve into certain objects. He has never told you or showed you but he has done this recently and carved a ring that he wants to put on your finger.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He is bigger than Leviathan thick and Vinny and uncut with swollen balls.

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

He hasn't had sex and I'll really long time since you showed up and now all he can think about is bending you over. Any chance he gets he wants it so much. He can't help but he wants you too much!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He waits till you fall asleep before he does after sex cuddles is a must He can't help if he falls asleep to your gentle breathing, You're so comfortable and cute snuggled into his chest like this He could lay here forever. Any devil would fall asleep to this.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: Just was thinking about this so i hade to write short headcanons on this..don't mind me

Warnings: Obsession, sensuality if you squint.

Requests? Always open

Masterlist

Yandere! Kenshi who is obsessed with your touch.

You were there with him when he was initially blinded. You immediately rushed to his care. Your cooling, delicate hands gently caressed the sides of his face as he cried out in agony. You wiped away his bloody tears and hummed to him that everything was going to be alright.

Your arm stayed around him, guiding as he cautiously stepped. You didn't seem to mind how tightly he gripped onto, or make fun of the shakiness of his hands.

While captured, he sat in between your lap, thighs securely holding him. Kenshi's head laid on your chest as you ran your fingers through his course, black hair. every now and again would your hands find them back on his cheek, your making light circles of reassurance. Even though the world was suddenly an unknown dark, he knew exactly where you were.

Touch is always a sensual thing but, for him it was now so much more intense for him. It makes him weak...It makes him obsessive

Yandere! Kenshi not telling his darling that he can see silhouettes with sentos now. He can see you....and all you do in front of him.

He can also see the clothes in his closet but he craves your touch so much...Anything to keep your hands near. He asks for help with dressing sometimes.

You can feel the heaviness in his breath as his hear rate picks up. The touch of your cold hands on his warm chest makes him shudder. He knows that you cannot help but trace the tattoos that are drawn there. he can barely handle the sensitivty.

A nibbling of his ear causes him to hum in desire but what would a lick cause?

Yandere! Kenshi who has a heightened sense of smell. He knows when your coming when even before you enter the room...but he also knows when you've touched someone else.

He can smell the cheap and gaudy cologne that your friend drenches himself in. He knows that his dirty arms were wrapped around you as he has an insistence to hug you. Kenshi face turns in disgust. He knows his darling is too meek to say no to him but your touch belongs to him only.

A Hug isn't something that guy deserves, he can only imagine what it did to him. For your lover, a from you causes him to barely be able to contain himself. A hug causes his mind to drift and to yearn for more... Maybe Kenshi would just tie you up and lock you in his home so you can touch him as often as he'd like.