#touken smut fanfic

[harleyquilt]

A Moment's Respite (Touken/Kanetou Fanfic)

Summary: Set around chapter 131 (tg;re), Kaneki worries about his future, knowing his life is on a timer. But when Touka comes to his side, all he can think about is the love he feels for her...

Words: 3,056~

Notes: It's Toukenversary! So I decided to write something a lil angsty, a lil fluffy, and jussst a touch....smutty, and all centered around one of my favourite chapters in the series! Please enjoy~~

Warning: Explicit smut, 18+, dom/sub dynamics

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The sound of running water echoes against the dilapidated walls of the underground building. Droplets fall onto the ground around Kaneki's feet, it's cold touch rolling down his neck and creeping underneath his shirt. Goosebumps rise on his arms and he suppresses the urge to shudder. Brushing back his damp hair, Kaneki stares at his pallid reflection, the bags underneath his eyes all the more darker against the sharp contrast of fluorescent light. There are dark stains on his cheeks, and rubbing his hands under the faucet, he wipes away the dark tears forming in his eyes. 

You're ageing, at a frightening speed.

Nishiki’s words come to mind, Kaneki grimacing at the thought. He twists the faucet off and takes a towel to wipe off any remaining traces of the tears, before tossing it to one side. 

Gripping the sides of the sink, he bows his head, his shoulders hunched. The familiar pressure of Death's glare weighs on him heavily, its chilling breath against the back of his neck. There is no telling how much time he has left if he is to continue, but there are no obvious solutions that come to mind. Must he shackle himself to Death once more to preserve the lives of those he loves? It would be easy to say that this is a sacrifice he is willing to make, but looking back at his reflection – his eyes now a pinkish hue and his cheeks notably gaunt – he knows better than to indulge such shallow ideals. No, he would take responsibility, just as he had decided when he first struck down the Reaper.

Even then, his time is running short to make a decision. Swallowing, he can still recall the taste of ghoul flesh on his tongue. More foul and rancid than the likes of human food, like rotting meat clogging his throat. Back then, he forcibly pushed the meat down his throat, savouring the power it brought him, in hopes that it would be enough to distract him from the temptation to throw up. Clenching his hands, the cold ceramic against his fingers, he continues to toss around the few options Nishiki offered. 

Hands wrap around him from behind, Touka's body pressed against his back as she holds him in an embrace. He's surprised at first, but seeing that it is only her, he relaxes, placing a hand over hers. It's pressed over his heart, now slowed to a steady rhythm. 

“Are you okay?” She asks, giving him a squeeze. 

“Mm,” Kaneki nods, shutting his eyes. Her skin is remarkably warm. “You just surprised me.” 

“Did you not hear me walking towards you?” 

Kaneki opens his eyes, staring into the dull, grey colour of his irises. “I guess I was preoccupied with my own thoughts.” 

Touka doesn't respond and she instead steps back, gently turning Kaneki around and meeting his eyes. He worries for a moment if there are any more blackened tears gathering in his eyes, but the worry escapes him when he sees Touka smile softly, her hands running down his arms before she takes hold of his hands. A smile creeps onto his lips, his hands squeezing hers, and he brings them up to his lips, where he plants a chaste kiss on each finger. 

“You're really important to me,” he murmurs, eyes half closed. “I hope you know that. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

She lowers her head, trying to hide her growing smile. “I know that, silly.” She then turns away from him and pulls him along behind her, their fingers laced together. “Come on, let's get some rest.” 

He follows her, his eyes taking in her figure. He had once watched her in a panic, always seeing her run ahead and straight into danger. And seeing her back now, he can still sense that fear now, bubbling at the back of his mind. But she's strong, stronger than he could ever be, he thinks, and he had to have faith that she'll be fine by his side. If not…well, he is determined to make sure she is. To think otherwise is a thought too grave for him to even try to comprehend.

Reaching the bedroom, he tugs on her arm and pulls her back towards him, wrapping his arms around her. She lets out a small yelp and before she can say anything more, Kaneki silences her with a long, firm kiss. Moving her hands to his shoulders, she pulls back, an exhilarating jolt in her heart. 

“Restless, are you?” She smirks, watching Kaneki's blush deepen. “Why? Do you want to…” She lets her words trail off into a suggestive silence, a familiar, playful glint in her watching eyes.

Kaneki's eyes dart away. “That wasn't– I mean, I don't mean no, it's just that–” 

“Hm?” One of her hands moves around to the back of his neck, her fingers tangled in his white locks. He enjoys the sensation of her nails against his skin. “What do you want, Ken?”

She rarely calls him Ken. When she calls him Kaneki, there is a sense of familiarity, of belonging, that he craves, and it is soothing to hear her say that name. A sound that will always remind him of home. But when she calls him Ken, he finds himself growing increasingly flustered, the sudden intimacy almost too much to handle. It speaks to something deep inside him, a side he hadn’t really known until he reunited with Touka again. A desire to belong to her and her alone, just as she belongs to him. 

And with that thought, he kisses her again, pushing his tongue between her lips. She accepts it eagerly, his tongue massaging hers, and as Kaneki’s hands move slowly down her body, she lets out a quiet moan. She tightens her grip in his hair, tugging it back gently. Tilting his head back, their lips part, their breathing heavy and their cheeks warm. Touka keeps her tight hold, playfully pulling his head further back and latching her lips onto his craned neck. 

“Ah!” Kaneki winces, gripping her waist. He moves his hands underneath her shirt, reaching her soft, warm skin, while she continues to lightly bite his neck. “Y-You’re going to leave marks again.” He murmurs, tilting his head back further.

“Good.” She bites down, hard, drawing some blood. Kaneki yelps, but only tightens his grip on her waist, pulling her body against his. They can both feel him harden and Touka smirks, a wave of satisfaction and pride passing through her.

The bite leaves behind a sharpness that fades into a pleasant, tingling sensation, and Kaneki shivers as the pain quickly melts into pleasure. She laps up the blood with her tongue, the delicious taste coating her mouth. Her other hand slides down his chest, running over his hardened muscles and over his taut stomach. Kaneki swallows, his breathing quickening. Once Touka loosens her grip, her fingers brushing through his hair, Kaneki moves his head back down and their eyes meet. They smile, enjoying each other’s unspoken affection. 

“I like making you moan.” Touka confesses, moving her hands back up his body and cupping his cheek. “It’s cute.”

Kaneki looks away, bashful. “Touka-chan…” 

She leans up, kissing him, but softer this time. Delicate. They continue to move their lips against one another, their ears filled with the sounds of their racing hearts. Breaking away, Kaneki reaches down and lifts Touka, wrapping her legs around his waist. She gasps, holding onto his shoulders, and before she can protest, he silences her with more kisses, now quick and fervent. As if trying to steal as many as possible. 

He moves her to the nearest wall, pressing her body against it. The surface is cold and rough, but Touka’s body feels far too hot for her to care. Holding onto Kaneki’s face, he continues to trap her lips with his, his movements almost desperate – much like their first night together, Touka thinks. He moves one hand to her breast, squeezing it over her shirt and bra. She moans against his lips, breathing in sharply, and pleased with her reaction, he grinds his crotch against hers. 

“K-Kaneki…” Touka breathes between kisses, his lips moving deftly across her jawline and latching onto her ear, teasing it gently between his teeth. His hand, meanwhile, continues to massage her breast. Her moans, that she tries, (and fails), to suppress, only spur him on, and in a smooth motion, he lifts her shirt over her chest. The cold air touches her skin, Kaneki’s lips hot as he trails kisses over each mound, sucking her skin and breathing in her delectable scent. 

A finger hooks into the lace hem of her bra and he tugs it down, releasing her breasts. He takes a stiff nipple into his mouth, Touka’s head arching further back and her moans suddenly loud and needy. She pushes her chest towards him, quietly urging him on, and in turn, he begins to circle his tongue around her nipple, teasing the other between his fingers. Her thighs begin to shake and he smirks, pushing his crotch hard against her. 

“You’re mine.” Kaneki whispers, his lips moving against her skin. 

Touka nods, breathless. “Yes, I’m yours.” And with a shaky smile she adds, “My king.” 

Kaneki lets out a moan, his cock twitching when hearing Touka address him in such a manner. His eyes dart up to hers, a dark shadow passing over his face. She’s enticed something primal within him, eagerly encouraging him to indulge his desires. Pinching her nipple, he leans up and catches her lips between his, biting down softly on her bottom lip. She groans, reaching down to unbutton her shorts. She’s reaching her limit, just as Kaneki is reaching his.

Letting her down, he pulls her shorts and tights down to her ankles, his hands smoothing over her skin. Gripping her waist with one hand, he moves the other between her cunt – now incredibly wet and slick. Pushing his tongue into her mouth, he feels the vibrations of her moans against his lips. He then begins to rub between her folds, slowly, teasing her entrance with a finger before moving back up and lightly petting her clit. Her body flinches with each deliberate gesture, her thighs pressing together, and her jaw going slack. Kaneki leans back, watching her with satisfaction as her eyes widen when he pushes a finger deep inside her. Her eyes-half open, she struggles to form words, his finger moving in and out of her with a painful slowness. She clearly wants more, but judging by her expression, Kaneki wonders if she feels too proud to beg. It only spurs his torturous movements more. He wants to test her limits further, rubbing the back of his palm against her flushed cheek. 

“What do you want, Touka-chan?” He asks, watching her wince when he shoves his finger back inside her. “Tell me.” 

She presses her quivering lips together, swallowing, and squeezes her eyes shut. “I…”

His other hand moves under her chin, and pinching it between his finger and thumb, he tilts her head up, his face inches away from hers. Pulling his finger out from inside her, her wetness dripping down and coating his hand, he positions a second along with the first, teasingly massaging her entrance. She lets out a long, helpless whine, gripping his shirt. Clinging to it. 

“Say it.” He orders. “What do you want me to do?” 

“P-Please,” she gasps, speaking through a moan. “Please, I want to–.” She cries out as Kaneki slams the two fingers into her, her body quaking in response. She’s so close now, and yet…

“Louder.” He slowly pulls the fingers out, promising her more pleasure if she submits. 

“Make me cum, my king!” She yells, almost screaming. Her fingers are digging into his skin, her legs shaking. 

“Good.” He breathes, pushing his fingers deep inside her and hooking them, stimulating her most sensitive spot. She whines, biting her lip, and he quickens his pace, soon bringing her to an intense, overwhelming climax.

“I-I’m–” Her words fail her as her orgasm seizes her whole, wave after wave of pleasurable euphoria washing over her. Kaneki continues to finger her, his pace quick and his reach deep. He kisses her, helping her ride out her orgasm. Moving his hand away and parting from her lips, he shoves his coated fingers into her mouth, feeling her tongue lazily lap up her juices. 

“Good girl.” Kaneki says, unbuckling his belt. “Now–” 

Touka sighs, resting her head against his shoulder. But before he can continue, she grabs his collar, pulling him down and pressing her lips against his. He can taste her on her lips, his cock aching at the thought. Touka pulls back, smiling, and kicking away her shorts and tights, she pulls him towards the nearby bed. 

“You’ve had your fun.” She says, looking over her shoulder. “Now it’s my turn.” 

She pulls him around her and pushes him onto the bed, straddling him. Kaneki, looking up at her, takes hold of her hips, waiting gleefully for Touka to take charge. Leaning back, she pulls off his belt and unzips his trousers, all the while rubbing his aching cock through the fabric. Pulling his cock free, she can see the tip leaking with precum, and rubbing the tip, she watches Kaneki’s eyes flutter shut as he’s quickly overcome with pleasure. 

“So hard.” Touka remarks, whispering into his ear. “Does this feel good, hm?”

He nods weakly and grinning, Touka lowers herself onto his lap, his cock between her folds. She slowly moves forward, spreading her wet juices over his hard member. She shivers, eager to feel him inside her. But seeing Kaneki’s crumbling composure, she instead moves her hands slowly up his body, pushing his shirt up. Without a word, he removes his shirt, and leans back, waiting for Touka to continue. 

“You look so cute like this.” Touka comments, lightly running her nails over his stomach. He swings his head back, letting out an embarrassingly loud moan. She moves her hands further up, continuing her slow hip thrusts. His cock twitches impatiently against her. “I like seeing you desperate. Pathetic, even.” 

He shivers, feeling her gaze cut right through him – putting him in his place. He was her king mere minutes ago, but now, he’s been seamlessly reduced to her plaything. Her ability to take away that power was exhilarating and he willingly surrendered to her wants. He could cum, just thinking about it. He only ever wanted Touka to see him in this state – it is what made it so pleasurable. And as he struggles to hold himself back from cumming in that instance, Touka brushes her fingers over his nipples, making his whole body react in turn. Humiliating pleasure shoots through him while she continues to tease his nipples, grinding harder against his cock. 

“Touka-chan, I’m going to– at this rate, I’ll–”

“Shh.” She pushes him down until he’s lying flat against the bed, and leaning up, she reaches down and grabs his cock, pumping it a few times until it's completely slick. “I’m going to put it in now.”

She positions it at her entrance, biting her lip as she sinks down slowly. His cock fills her whole, and both Touka and Kaneki moan loudly once she reaches the base of his cock. She takes a moment to savour the sensation, her walls being stretched open and his tip reaching deep inside her. Kaneki continues to hold onto her hips, desperately trying hard not to fuck her with all of his might. He would not have to wait long, though, before Touka begins to move up and down his shaft, her heavy tits jiggling with each bounce. He holds onto one, squeezing it hard enough to bruise the skin. Touka hisses through her teeth, enjoying the pain, and her pace quickens, pressing her hands down against his stomach. 

“Touka-chan…” He whines, breathing rapidly. “Touka-chan, Touka-chan!” 

“Cum for me, Ken.” Touka groans, keeping her eyes on his. Hearing him call her name in such a way sends butterflies in her stomach, her cunt clenching around his cock. “Cum inside me.”

His jaw clenched, he begins to thrust his hips up, their bodies slapping together as they quickly reach their climax. They both cry out, Touka’s pussy quaking and Kaneki’s hot cum spilling deep inside her. He thrusts into her one final time and Touka falls forward, lying on his chest. 

Wrapping his arms around her, they take a moment to catch their breath, feeling the cum spill out from inside her and down his crotch. He kisses her head, shutting his eyes, and moves her damp hair away from her face. She turns to look at him, her cheeks flushed, and they take a moment to watch one another. Quiet. Content. 

“I love you.” Kaneki says, his voice quiet and soft. “I love you, Touka-chan.” 

She reaches up and pinches his cheek, smiling. “I love you, too, silly.” 

Slowly, Touka pushes herself up and gently pulls Kaneki’s now-soft cock out from inside her. She moves to his side, their limbs tangled together while they continue to embrace, exchanging lazy, long kisses in between soft-spoken words. 

As they drift slowly towards a deep sleep, Kaneki wonders how he is so fortunate to have Touka in his life. Despite everything that has happened, that he has gone through, as well as all those he has hurt in turn, he has still found comfort in the arms of the woman he loves. And she accepted him, even while knowing everything about him and his past, and for that, he would be eternally grateful. He rubs his hands over her back, feeling her breathing slow, and he kisses her shoulder, her warmth sinking into him. 

He decides, then, that he will do whatever is necessary to live as long a life as possible, as long as it means staying by this woman’s side. But before then, as sleep creeps over the two of them, he wonders if there are any special rituals when it comes to marriage between ghouls. It is the first commitment he wants to make, he decides, his eyes falling shut – the first commitment to many, in the life he wants to spend with Touka as his partner. 

[harleyquilts-fanfic]

Fanfic Masterlist (2019 - Now)

So it has been waaayyy too long since I updated the last list, and since I have written a lot more works since then and have generally improved in various ways, (I think...), I thought I'd create a second list! (No series has been abandoned, I am simply slow and distracted).

Series:

[TG] The Fire That Burns Us All: An Au in which, instead of being taken in by Touka and Yoshimura, Kaneki is instead adopted into the CCG. In a world where Touka and Kaneki share a divided life, Touka dedicates her life to vengeance. And to satiate her thirst for revenge, she first needs to find the Black Reaper.

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

[TG] Reconciliation: Instead of fighting Arima Kishou, Kaneki decides to escape with Touka, Hinami, and Yomo. But can he really live on, content with the person he has become after all that has happened? With Touka by his side, as well as their friends, maybe he can live on with some semblance of happiness.

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

Fanfics:

[TG] A Forgotten Birthday, An Unopened Gift: It's the day after Kaneki is freed from Aogiri and decided to leave Anteiku, leaving both him and Touka lamenting the distance between them.

[DE] Still Calling: Dora is haunted by thoughts of her past after Harry calls her in the middle of the night, just before dawn. She laments what has passed and finds the resolve to continue as she has always done.

[PMMM] The Colour of Love: A small, post-Rebellion fic from the perspective of Homura as she waits for Madoka to arrive at school.

[TG] Control: Kaneki and Touka have some late night fun together... [Warning: explicit smut, 18+]

[TG] Bloodied Lips: A TouKen Vampire Au for @toukenweek, where Kaneki is saved by a mysterious stranger after being attacked by a vampiric being one night.

[SxF] TwiYor ficlets: Restaurant Date | Late Night Bonding

[AnY] Guardian Of My Dreams: The memories of that night still burden Yona, day and night. Even so, she’s never alone when she wakes up. Not anymore.

[arcy-lethra]

Okey, necesito escribir más fanfic touken lleno de todo lo que me da vergüenza mencionar. Mi cerebro necesita pensar más en el smut

[seraphine16]

Sway With Me (Touken Ice Skating AU)

tmAuthor’s Notes: I shared this headcanon with @ladywongs a few days ago, it was supposed to be pure and innocent but her comments made this became erotic instead lmao. I’ve read too many fics and headcanons by Toukaisbetterthanyou mods that I’m becoming a Touken trash now, I’m sorry. God please forgive me for writing this. Everyone, I’m sorry for writing this trash 🙇

Summary: Kirishima Touka is a professional figure skater, winning several silver and bronze medals ever since her international debut. For the upcoming world championship, the theme is sensual ice dancing – which she will be performing with her coach, Kaneki Ken due to their perfect chemistry… and heated gazes.

Characters: Black Reaper Kaneki, :Re Touka

Warnings: NSFW, sensual dancing, sexual tension, age difference

Words: 7736

Performance Song: Michael Buble - Sway

For those who read Regina: I’m sorry for postponing chapter 13 to next month. And trust me the smut in Regina won’t be similar to this trash, even in the Red Ginseng chapter where they’ll do it multiple rounds (ok I better stop now before revealing more spoilers hehe)

Here are some of their moves and positions in case I couldn’t explain properly… I told you this is trash.

 1st Part

2nd Part

3rd Part

4th Part

5th Part - But in this fic their bodies are soooo much closer, and Kaneki’s hands are somewhere else ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

6th Part

Layback Ina Bauer

ENJOY!

Michael Buble’s Sway echoed throughout the massive ice skating arena as a couple was practicing their performance for the upcoming World Figure Skating Championship. Kaneki Ken, fully clad in black pants, black jacket with a tight black top underneath – leaned against the ice rink wall, observing them with a frown on his face.

As their coach, he wasn’t impressed at all. They weren’t performing up to his high standards. They kept on making mistakes, falling, and not to mention – bickering.

“Don’t put your face so near to my crotch! That’s disgusting!”

“Shut up, horse shit Touka. I’m just following the choreography. You’re so damn heavy, you need to reduce the amount of cake you’re having every week.”

“I’m. Not. Fat! You’re just not strong enough, shitty Nishiki.”

The bickering continued for a period of time, and his ears just couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Enough!” Kaneki’s stern voice made them stopped their bickering and turned their heads towards him.

“Both of you are too stiff. Nishiki, you need to hold her as if you worship her body. And Touka, what’s with your expression?”

“What’s wrong with my expression?” She returned his question, her eyes showing total disbelief.

‘Are you seriously asking me that?’ He almost rolled his eyes. Almost.

“You need to look as if you really want Nishiki to touch you, not like you’re disgusted having him as your partner.”

“I can’t.” She simply said.

“Yes, I can’t too. She may have a nice body, but I only worship Kimi’s.”

“Guys… this is just an act…”

“Nuh uh, can’t help it. We’re figure skaters, Kaneki, not proficient actors. I don’t understand why the hell the theme is sensual this year. It’s so hard to get into the mood when you don’t have any feelings for your partner.”

“It’s mutual, shitty Nishiki. I hate you too.”

“Thanks, shitty Touka. I know.”

Kaneki just sighed at their immature behavior.

“Don’t you want to win the gold medal, Touka?” His brows furrowed in frustration, he had been coaching her for a little over two years, and her biggest accomplishment was only two silver and three bronze medals.

As someone who had won numerous gold medals throughout the 15 years of his career – and also won the world championship four times, he was not impressed with his female student.

“Why don’t you show us then?” Nishiki crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes glinted with a hint of mischief towards his coach.

“…Excuse me?”

“Shitty Nishiki, are you kidding me?” She had enough of his touch on her body every time he was coaching her, she could not bear having him touching her for the whole three minutes, and multiply that by a countless number of practices. Especially with this choreography, where there would be plentiful sensual elements. No, it would drive her insane.

Nishiki just smirked. Everyone in their team could feel the sexual tension between these two idiots, but no one dared to say a word. Kaneki Ken was just too intimidating to be teased.

There was a deafening silence throughout the arena as Kaneki gave a piercing stare at Nishiki, followed by a heavy sigh and the removal of his glasses and black jacket, revealing his tight top underneath.

Touka eyed him appreciatively. She had always admired his body. The muscles on his biceps, not too bulky but just nice, the hardness of his abs that she could feel whenever he was standing a bit too close to her, and the firmness of his hands. They were strong, and she couldn’t help the shiver she felt whenever he held her. Those hard muscles sculpted by the constant training and exercise to maintain his strength as a figure skater – especially to lift his partner while performing ice dancing. And he still maintained them, working out now and then even when he decided not to join any competition anymore.

“Alright, I’ll show you.”

“Are you serious?” Her mouth gaped in shock, and she could feel that she was starting to panic a bit.

He moved towards her, and Nishiki backed away to the ice rink wall, delighted that he was able to watch them practicing this dance together.

“Watch and learn, Nishiki. This is how you should hold her.” Kaneki stood right in front of her, his right hand gripped her waist – tight, while his left lifted her chin up until she met his grey eyes.

“And how you should look at her.”

His eyes never left her even though he was speaking to the hazelnut–haired man, his pupils dilated briefly – he looked as if he was yearning for her – his gaze went to her supple lips for a moment, and suddenly Touka felt a little hard to breathe normally.

“Music. Start.” Tsukiyama played the music, then shortly after, they started to perform their dance according to the music.

When marimba rhythms start to play~

Dance with me, make me sway~

They glided on the ice, sometimes hand in hand, sometimes hand on waist while performing several graceful spins and steps together. Nishiki grinned, forming a plan in his mind.

Hold me close, sway me more~

Kaneki stood behind Touka and that was when the first part of their sensual dance truly started. She raised her arms, locking them around his neck as his hands grabbed her hips, swaying side by side with her before subtly grinding his pelvis against her backside. His hands then traced further up from her waist to her breasts – kneading them slightly in the process – earning a gasp from her before he traced higher to her shoulders and arms, unlocking them from his neck to pull them backwards together.

He definitely held her as if he was worshipping her body, his gaze never left her – and it was intense.

Other dancers may be on the floor~

The second part was a curve lift, he posed the shoot–the–duck position – where he lifted her while he bent the skating knee and extended his free leg in front of his body, his right hand lifted her right thigh, while his left hand supported her upper body. Touka’s left hand was holding her right leg which was pulled up from behind and above her head, creating the Full Biellmann position.

Dear, but my eyes will see only you~

This was one of the parts where he needed to worship her body. He leaned in, giving tiny kisses starting from her lower back then went up higher until the middle of her shoulder blades. Her body involuntarily arched even more, and she let out a small whimper.

“Good. You’re into it.” She couldn’t help the heavy blushing on her cheeks as he said that.

He had to lift her again in the third part, but differently from the second one. Her legs resting on his shoulders – the part where she appeared disgusted with Nishiki just now. Yet this time, with Kaneki, she had to clamp her lips together to stop only God knows what may come out of her mouth.

Make me thrill as only you know how~

They spun, his hands gripped her thighs strongly as she lowered her head and body – his breath hot against her clothed sex. She was lucky that she wore long pants for the practice. But on the day of the performance, her dress would only cover her crotch – and that would be a problem. His touches had always left her flushed, he just had that effect on her.

“Alright, let’s practice the final two parts.”

Her heart skipped a beat the moment he said it. Having him so close to her body… she wasn’t sure if she could handle it that well.

She also realized that he planned to proceed straight to the fifth and sixth part which was the final, leaving the fourth part.

Like a flower bending in the breeze~

Her body bent backward, performing an outside spread eagle while he bent forward towards her. She was pressed flush against him as they were chest to chest. His hands cupped her ass, subtly grinding against her again which made her almost squeaked, but she bit her lower lip to suppress her voice. After several elegant spins and jumps, they finally came to the final part that she dreaded the most.

He performed Besti squat move – where both of his knees bent outwards into a squatting position, his thighs held parallel to the ice and his torso kept upright. She jumped then wrapped her legs around his waist while her arms closing around his neck. His arms immediately supported her back while she bent her body backwards.

Bend with me, sway with ease~

He nuzzled the valley of her breasts and went higher to her collarbone, then her neck, up to her jaw. He stopped moving when their lips were just a mere inch from each other, his eyes staring into hers – hot and burning, her face flushed, flustered and she was panting hard.

It was different. With Nishiki, this part never made her enraptured like this. It had never made her breath fell short, and never made her feel the urge to get closer – to close the gap between their lips.

But with Kaneki, it was as if they were magnets from different pole, attracting them towards each other. Her fingers ran through the nape of his hair, and he let out a small hiss – his eyes fluttered shut.

“Merveilleux!” Tsukiyama clapped his hands excitedly, while Nishiki just whistled.

The pair instantaneously pulled away and stood up. Touka was having a little problem in balancing herself that she almost fell forward – luckily Kaneki was fast to catch her. Their bodies glued together for a moment – and she could feel the rigid muscles of his chest again, she swallowed her saliva, dryly.

“You alright?” He was still panting – his hot breath and the way he looked at her – she almost felt suffocated.

She just nodded, and pulled away from him, leaving the ice rink hurriedly.

“See that, Nishiki? That’s how you do it.” He said as he put his round glasses back on.

“I’m sorry, Kaneki. I don’t think I’ll participate in this championship.”

Nishiki raised his hands before Kaneki could even protest, giving himself the space to explain himself.

“You should watch your performance just now. You and Touka have perfect chemistry, and I can definitely feel the sexual tension, just like how you want it to be.”

“I was just acting–“

“I didn’t say you weren’t.” He smirked, teasing the experienced coach. Kaneki just glared at him frustratingly. “But it was a great acting, well done Kaneki. This championship main focus is Touka so it should be alright if her coach participates, am I correct?”

“Yes, you are correct. But–”

“Then, it’s decided. You will be her partner.” He turned around and took the GoPro out of its stand.

“What the fuck, Nishiki? You have practiced this for two days–“ He shoved the GoPro to him. It had been a tradition for them to record their performance every time they practiced.

“Watch the video, then come and find me if you think I could be a better partner for her compared to you.”

Kaneki transferred the video to his office laptop then watched it attentively, and he couldn’t believe himself. He knew he was good, he had done ice dancing several times before and had heaps of experience – which was one of the reasons why he became her coach for her international career. But when he watched the video, he didn’t expect himself to look so enthralled. He was not only worshipping her body, but he seemed… hypnotized by it as well. He watched until the end, in the final part they did seem as if they were going for a kiss – which was what he planned for when he designed the choreography. The final part should look as if Nishiki and her were going for a kiss, and it should end there, leaving the crowd hanging.

His heart knew, that if it wasn’t for Tsukiyama or anyone else in the arena, he might’ve claimed her lips back then. Might.

‘Shit.’

He cared for the talented 21–year old blue–haired figure skater, and had fallen for her throughout his two years of coaching her. But to let his emotions to be shown like that, it wasn’t like him. At all.

Well, at least he could cover it up by saying it was just his great acting skill. Even if his heart knew it wasn’t the truth.

He replayed the video, focusing on Touka’s expression this time.

He was greatly impressed.

He compared the video of her practicing with Nishiki to the one she practiced with him just now – the difference was remarkable.

If he didn’t know any better, he would have thought that she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. But would she? He was eight years older than her, of course she wouldn’t look at him that way.

But she did.

In the video, she appeared flustered at first, especially when he gently kneaded her breasts. Then her expression turned somewhat euphoric when he kissed the middle of her shoulder blades. The part where his face was between her legs while her head and her body were hanging upside down, she looked as if she was holding herself back – and it amused him to no end. In the final part, she seemed totally dazed. She was staring at his lips longingly, her eyes half–lidded and heavy.

“Kaneki?” Touka knocked softly on his office door, which startled him as he was watching their video. She stepped in when he had given his permission.

“Yeah?”

“I heard from Nishiki that you’ll be my partner. Is that correct?”

He cursed under his breath. ‘That bastard.’

“Well… Yes, it is correct. I’ve just finished watching the video. We… definitely have more chemistry compared to you and him.”

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before she responded.

“I see.”

“You sound disappointed.” He stared at her, eyes narrowing, trying to read her mind.

“I – I’m not. You want me to win the gold medal, right? So I guess you won’t mind participating.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind. By the way, great job. We have a lot more movements to practice – especially twist lift in the fourth part.”

Twist lift, a move that begins with the man assisting the lady in a jump where she rotates and is caught mid–air by the man, who then places her down back on the ice.

“You’ll catch me, right? I don’t want to fall from that height.” She looked scared, she had learned the move a few years ago, but it was still risky as the male partner needs to have a strong grip and perfect timing to catch the female partner.

“Of course I’ll catch you. Who the hell do you think I am?” His brows furrowed in irritation at her question. She bowed slightly, apologizing for underestimating her skillful coach.

“I’m sorry.”

“No worries. You did well during our practice. For our upcoming ones, I want you to feel it more. Act like you really want me. And your expressions – display them as if you truly enjoy my touch. Here, watch this video.”

He showed her the video, asking her to give lustful look at their lewd position.

“Facial expressions are scored in this championship, so I really need you to work on them. You did well during the final part, but I need you to feel it from the start. Could you?”

“From the start? How?”

“Like this.”

He stood up and reenacted their first part. His right hand, firmly wrapped around her waist went a little bit higher, grazing against the underside of her breast. Her breath hitched slightly. His left hand lifted up her chin – she seemed flustered – then they moved in sync even though the song wasn’t played. He then went behind her, his hands held her hips firmly.

“I’m supposed to do this subtly, but imagine as if I’m doing it like this, okay?” He grinded against her ass, with much more pressure than during their practice session earlier. She let out a small gasp spontaneously.

His hands trailed higher, kneading and fondling her breasts much longer this time, running the rough pad of his thumbs against her hardening peaks. Her hands quickly went to her mouth, trying to stop her moans.

He stopped, turning her around so she could face him. His hands grasped her shoulders.

“Don’t hold it in.”

“But – it’s–“ ‘embarrassing.’

“Just do it for the gold medal, okay? After you’ve won this, you can finally retire and focus on your brother.”

She bit her lower lip, quite surprised that he remembered her decision to retire from figure skating after winning a gold medal. She didn’t like doing this, she was just doing it to support her brother. But she couldn’t quit that easily. Figure skating costs a lot of money, the government of Japan  had spent a lot on her. The only way she could retire early is by winning an international championship.

“I won’t touch you like this while we’re practicing, don’t worry. But I want you to act as if I’m doing it like this.”

“Okay. I… I’ll try my best.”

They had practice sessions every day and night, sometimes they still practiced even though there was no one else left in the building but them.

She followed his advice, to not hold it in, let it out and imagined that he was touching her more than he did in reality. But there was no need for her to imagine because the way he touched her, the movement of their bodies together, the burning gaze that he gave her, and his soft lips on her bare skin left her extremely rapturous. Especially the final part, where if either of them leaned in, then they would definitely share a kiss, which she wouldn’t mind at all.

When he was appointed to be her coach two years ago, she hated him to the core. He was rude, harsh, and whenever he was pissed off, he would always kick any chairs or table after he stepped out of the ice rink. He had been treating her a bit better starting from last year – after he brought her home when she was tipsy celebrating her first international silver medal. That was when she confessed that she was supporting her brother, and how she hated doing this because it took away their precious time together as a family. She wanted to make up for all the time lost – but it seemed as if she was a bit too late as her brother was growing older each year. Which was why she wanted to win a gold medal as soon as possible.

He decided to reveal his secrets as well, saying he was forced to do this by his aunt, and once he had won multiple medals, he just got stuck in this industry. He wasn’t enjoying his job at all. He wanted to find happiness by maybe being a writer or something, but it seemed like he would never achieve that goal in his life.

After that night, they both changed their perspectives towards each other. He was trying his best to train her, to fulfill her wish. Touka, on the other hand, found that he was actually a nice guy on the inside despite the cold exterior he seemed to emanate. The change gradually made her changed as well, especially with the way she acted around him. His touches somehow made her blushed – and there was a time when he noticed she wasn’t bending backward enough for layback Ina Bauer move – that he went behind her and pulled her backward together with him.

“See? It’s not that hard.” One of his arms wrapped around her, rested on her stomach to ensure their balance, but his breath was hot against her ears – and all the mechanisms in her body which support her balance while leaning backward – was gone.

She fell, and because he was behind and under her, they fell together onto the ice rink. He was so pissed that he refused to train her until she could master that move – which she did in only two days.

When he saw her mastering that move, the smile on his face – her first time seeing him smile so genuinely and proud of her – she knew that she had fallen for her bastard coach.

“One last practice, okay?”

His abrupt question brought her back to the present.

There was no one left in the building but them, and they had practiced the dance a lot of times to make their moves perfect and synchronize with each other. Solo figure skating usually took her weeks to practice, but ice dancing usually requires much more time to ensure the synchronization and chemistry between two people.

She nodded, responding to his request.

Kaneki didn’t know what came over him – maybe because there was no one else left in the building, or because it was 1am in the morning, or because he was too tired of practicing… or too tired of holding himself back.

It wasn’t just her that was affected by this dance, but him as well. Each sound she made, each unconscious grinding towards him – especially in their first and fifth part, each soft caress on his skin left him breathless. The fact that he had fallen for her since a long time ago didn’t help at all, it only made him more frustrated with holding himself back. He was tired of spending so much time together, caressing each other for work purposes – and not personal. He hated the final part of the dance so much, where their lips were only centimeters from each other – it tortured him to no end.

God, he just wanted to kiss her senselessly.

The music started, and their moves were perfect – until he started to fondle her breasts a little bit longer than usual, wanting to hear more sweet moans coming from her lips. The best part was she didn’t seem to mind at all, and she was grinding towards him as well. He stopped when he felt his cock was starting to stir in his pants. Sure, he got half-hard sometimes when they were practicing, but not this early. Usually it was during the fifth part – when he cupped her ass and grinding subtly against her, mainly due to her responding to his actions. Sometimes he didn’t get them at all because he was trying his best to hold himself back. But never this early. So he continued with their next move even though they were behind the music by several seconds.

Touka seemed to notice his hardness. For three weeks, she had been aching so much. She hated his acting skills. He was able to portray lustful expression without even feeling it – unlike her who displayed them due to his sensual touches on her body. She hated how she was the only one who was into it. She hated how obvious everyone could see her feelings for him. She hated how this was all for the sake of the championship. For the sake of winning the gold medal.

So when she felt his hardness during the early part of their dance, her aching just turned into more intense that she needed some sort of… contact. So she grinded towards him more – but he was quick to proceed to their next move, leaving her frustrated.

During the curve lift part, his kisses on her lower back were much more passionate than usual – making her breath catch in her throat. She couldn’t take it anymore, his hold on her thigh, his left arm around her breasts, the way he kissed the middle of her shoulder blades – he was driving her crazy. She let out an involuntary squeak and lost her balance – she fell, dragging him down with her.

He glared at her, but his facial expression switched to normal as they stepped outside the ice rink. He started to remove his skates, indicating they were done for the night.

“We’ll continue this tomorrow. Don’t lose your focus, Touka. It’s just me.” She realized how ironic he sounded when it was him who made her lose her focus.

“It's because it’s you.” She muttered under her breath while removing her skates as well.

“Excuse me?”

“I said – it’s you who did this!”

“What did I do?”

“Everything!” She didn’t mean to yell at him, but she did.

“What do you mean?”

“I – I don’t know... it’s… it’s when you touched me.”

Her gaze was drawn to his Adam's apple as he gulped, and his eyes darkened slightly at her confession.

“What happened when I touched you?” His voice sounded deep and raspy to her ears as he stepped nearer to where she was sitting, but his eyes were fixated on her lush lips the whole time.

She could hear her heart thumping loudly against her ribcage, and for a moment she wondered if he could hear it too.

“Your touches – they – burned my skin. They made me flustered and flushed and aching. I–“

She wasn’t given a chance to explain any longer as his lips crashed into hers, kissing her with so much fervor. She instantaneously wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers raked into his soft black hair. Oh how she wanted to hold him like this during the final part of their performance.

Their tongues danced and twirled together, just like how their dancing was.

“You were feeling it, so – I did a great job then.” He spoke in a murmur against her mouth before deepening the kiss, his hands wrapped around her, pulling her closer to him, feeling her closer as her breasts were pressed firmly against his chest. Her soft moans filled his ears, making his half-hard cock from earlier seemed to stir again in his pants. He pulled her hips closer towards him, groaning into her mouth at the blissful sensation.

She felt it again – the strong ache that she had been feeling for the past few weeks.

“But – you made me – achy.” She spoke breathlessly as his lips never seemed wanting to leave hers. It was as if they were intoxicated with each other.

“Where are you aching?” His mouth trailed lower to her neck, latching on and sucking the tender skin there – making her unable to process his question properly.

“Wha – What?”

“You said I made you achy. Where?” He was staring hard at her now, his eyes drinking in the sight of her face – flushed and slightly panting. God, she’s beautiful.

“Everywhere.” She whispered, too embarrassed to say the word.

“That’s a vague answer, Touka–chan. Let’s reenact our dance.”

He performed the final part, bending his knees and wrapped her legs around his waist. Instead of just nuzzling the valley of her breasts, he showered her with open–mouthed kisses, making her shudder in pleasure against his mouth – her hands grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling him closer. His mouth went higher, his tongue licking her collarbone and her neck before sucking on the soft spot. She whimpered, tilting her head to the side, giving him more access to her neck. He went for her lips again afterward, where the kiss turned into wild tongue duel that left them breathless.

This – was how he wanted the final part to happen.

Her knees were giving her away now – he seemed to realize it as well and carefully pushed her down onto the floor, his lips once again claimed hers as he pinned her wrists above her head.

“Are you able to find out now?” He whispered into her ear, nipping her earlobe teasingly and making her squirmed beneath him.

“Find out… what?”

“Where’d you feel achy.”

“I’ve told you – it’s everywhere–“

“Where is everywhere? Is it... here?” His right hand kneaded her breast, his finger rubbing slow circles around a puckered nipple through her shirt, which resulted in a moan and an arch of her back.

“Or... here?” Following their choreography, his hand sneaked to her thigh next, gliding to the inner part, caressing it sensually. She was wearing short pants, thus she felt even more sensitive having his strong yet teasing hand directly on her skin. She instinctively rubbed her thighs together, trapping his hand in between. Now the ache that she had been feeling peaked up even more.

“Or...” he parted her legs slightly just to move his hand. “Here?” He cupped her through the fabric of her shorts, rubbing slowly but steadily. Her hips automatically bucked against his hand, desire for more – touch.

“Here then.” He seemed to be smirking, pleased to be able to tease her that much. To see her so desperately wants him, to know that she also craved for him for the past three weeks. His ego surged with pride and satisfaction.

He parted her legs wider, reenacting the fifth part of their choreography but with her lying on the floor. His hands cupped her ass, arching her hips towards him.

This time, it wasn’t his hand – but his hips – along with the growing tent in his pants grinded against her.

“Ka–Kaneki!” Her legs reflexively locked him at her ankles, pushing him closer to her.

“Yes?” Their hips were still grinding against each other, earning sweet moans from her lips.

“I want–” He kissed her again – passionately, his hands fondled her breasts through her cloth, and she let out a loud moan – her head fell back in a deep bliss.

He picked her up, leaning her against the wall. His hands working on removing her shorts and panties, and she was eager in helping him quickened the process.

She arched into his touch as his hand immediately cupped her mound again. She was already so wet, he subconsciously licked his lips in anticipation.

“Get ready for our third part.”

‘Third part?’

Oh. Their choreography.

He kneeled down, hoisting her legs onto his shoulders, then he stood up, raising her with him using his strength. She was on a high ground against the wall, his breath on her cunt, hot.

His hand went around her thigh, parting her labia then he wasted no time having a taste of her juice. She was a blushing mess above him, grabbing his head and pulled him closer, closer to her, wanting to feel – more. His tongue worked its magic, circling and lapping around her clit which made her grabbed his head even harder, her lips moaning incoherently at his action. He didn’t mind, it boosted his pride seeing her like this. He plunged his tongue into her wet folds, pushing it in and out of her.

“Mmph!”

“I told you, Touka. Just let it go.”

He dipped in again, and she could hear the slurping sound of his tongue. God, that was – lewd.

His thumb played with the sensitive bundle of nerves of her clit, and she succumbed to the pleasure. Her vision whitened, her long moan sounded like a sweet melody to his ears. His tongue never stopped lapping at her, some of her juices flowed down his chin, which he didn’t mind at all.

Then – he surprised her by performing a spin, reenacting their choreography.

“Are you for real?!” She shrieked as she strengthened her hold on his hair, not wanting to fall from this height.

“Why? You want to continue this on the ice rink?”

“…We’ll fall.”

“Exactly. But we can try. If you want to.” It’s somehow manageable, but risky.

“And give me injuries six days before the championship? No thanks.”

“Next time then.”

She shuddered at his words. Next time. But she wasn’t given any time to think further as he unlocked her grip from his head, she got his message and started to bend backward, letting her body hung upside down with her fingers almost touched the floor just like their dance move. His hands were still gripping her thighs, and his breath teasing her cunt, he wanted to make her come from this position but it would be hard holding her and spinning her and eating her out at the same time. Plus, the whole day of practicing had drained a lot of his energy.

He shifted them to a nearby couch, she got the message and immediately rested her arms on it, while he slowly lowered himself down so that he could let go of her.

She was lying on the couch, while he sat on the floor, catching his breath.

“Not fair.”

“What?”

“You’re still fully clothed…”

She caught the smug on his face as he removed his top, revealing the perfectly toned muscles on his body. Once he removed his pants and boxer to free his straining cock – she wasted no time pushing him down onto the floor, feeling his hard muscles flex underneath her touch. She rained lingering kisses on his chest and all over his abs, earning low groans from his lips.

She could feel his erection poking her stomach, he was so hard it looked painful, and there were small beads of pre–cum leaking from the tip. Her hands gently wrapped around his cock before she worked her tongue around the tip, licking the pre–cum then swirled around the base to the tip again before giving him a hard suck that earned a loud grunt from him. He panted, his hips bucked up needily. He could feel his cock pulsating, hot and responding to her movement.

“S–Stop.” She released him with a pop, their eyes burning with desire as he pulled her up and gave her a long, searing kiss.

He pulled her shirt up and unhooked her bra right after. He took in every detail of her beautiful naked form, lingering a bit longer at the enticing mole on her right breast. His eyes darken with lust as his hands found her breasts – massaging, kneading, then took one them into his mouth. Suckling, biting, nipping. Whereas his hand massaged her other breast, moving his thumb over her nipple in little circles before pinching it slightly. Her fingers tangled in his hair, arching her back, pushing him even closer to her. He switched his attention to her other breast, giving it equal treatment as the other one. Her heavy breathing dissolved into high–pitched moans as he did all this. His cock twitched and hardened even more at hearing her moans.

Hastily, he lifted her up and placed her on the couch, his body hovering over her. A finger slipped into her folds. She gasped, then ground against his finger. He inserted another one then began pumping them in and out, rubbing her as he went. The loud wanton sound that escaped her lips drove him crazy.

God – he wanted to ram his cock inside her so badly.

He pulled out his fingers and positioned himself between her legs, slowly pressed the tip against her wet folds, they both groaned at the euphoric feeling. She automatically locked her ankles around him, pulling him closer – wanting him closer – to unravel the ache that she had been feeling these past few weeks.

With one single push, he entered her, pushing deeper and deeper into her wet, slick folds slowly. He groaned at her tightness. Oh how he wanted to just pound into her relentlessly. But he had to wait. And paused momentarily, waiting for her to adjust to his size and ensure she was okay. Once she had given him the sign, both swore they could see stars as he pulled out almost completely before slamming back into her.

It felt – so – good.

Her walls felt so amazingly tight around him, occasionally clenching his cock that he began to quicken his pace, thrusting into her faster, and harder. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and it pleased him to no end feeling her body writhe with ecstasy underneath him.

“I’m – close.”

He gripped her thighs, hiking her legs up onto his shoulders. Being a flexible figure skater made this even easier for them. For that, he was grateful. They could try so much more positions compared to normal couple, and he couldn’t wait to try them with her.

His eyes closed briefly, speeding up his pace as he thrust erratically into her. She moaned at the new angle. The wet sound of their thrusts felt so rapturous, he ran the pad of his thumb to her sensitive nub, pinching it slightly and that was all it took for her to come. She half-shouted as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her body. Her nails digging into his back, her folds clenching his cock hotly and tightly that he came with a growl, spurting his seed deep inside her womb.

He gave her a wet, sloppy kiss before crashing himself on top of her, his panting breaths hot against her shoulder.

“Was I… was I able to stop the aching?”

She took a moment to calm herself before answering his question.

“Yes… but–“ Will this stop the aching forever or only momentarily?

“But?” his ears perked up at her words.

“I don’t know about tomorrow…”

“We’ll see, okay?” He cupped her cheek, then planted a kiss on her forehead.

She just nodded.

The next day came, and both of them couldn’t fully concentrate during their practice. Each touch reminded them of the previous night, and they found themselves feeling into it more than they normally did.

After one practice session ended, they excused themselves from the arena as he took her into his office, their hands frantically exploring, fondling, and tugging each other’s body. She lay sprawled on his desk, his cock pounding into her roughly as her heels digging into his back, both of them desperate for a quick release.

During the lunch break, he realized they shouldn’t have been distracted, that they should focus on the championship instead of losing themselves in each other again.

“We should restrain ourselves.” They were in his office after their lunch break, he sat further from her, knowing that he would lose himself in her touch again if he was a bit too close to her in that closed room.

Her expression changed, and he noticed tears started to pool in the corner of her eyes.

“You regretted it?”

“What? No. I didn’t mean it that way. Listen, I don’t regret it. I just – I want us to focus on this championship and not let our emotions take over.”

Tears from earlier dropped down her cheek, and it took every ounce of self-restraint in him to not stride towards her and wiped her tears away before kissing her fervently. And probably take her again. But he couldn’t. They should focus.

“I care for you, Touka. And I want you – I really do. But let’s give our hundred percent, we need to win this, okay?” His eyes pleaded with her.

She gave a small nod. At least, the feelings were mutual.

The practices, however, became more and more intense with them touching each other passionately, as if channelizing their desire through each contact. Every time they acted the final part, Kaneki was quick to pull away and stand up, knowing that he would kiss her and take her right there on the cold ice rink if he lingered just a little bit longer.

Those five days were extremely torturous for both of them, but at least it built up more tension for the championship day, hoping to gain more score based on their facial expression, and eventually winning the first place.

Finally, the championship day has come.

She wore a thin white dress that covered her full sleeves, revealing just the top of her cleavage, but her back was bare in V shape. The extra fabric near her shoulders had wings–like blue frails that will make her look like a butterfly whenever she spins. Kaneki stared at her from top to bottom, admiring her startling beauty. He couldn’t wait for the tournament to be over so that he could feel her in his arms again, fucking her senselessly…

‘Shit. These five days were killing me. I need to focus. We need to win this.’

He was slightly distressed that she decided to retire if she won this, but he would support her decision, her happiness is the most important thing in the world, even if they will be separated, even if he will no longer be her coach.

Touka taking in Kaneki’s look appreciatively. He wore a fully black outfit, there were some glitters at the front part, and his jet black hair was slicked back. God – his hard jawline and his burning gaze towards her just made he looked so very handsome. And his hair, she wished he would always slick them back.

Some of Kaneki fans came to watch his performance, given it had been more than two years since his last performance on any official event.

“For our next performance, please welcome the beautiful and handsome participants from Japan, Kirishima Touka with her coach, Kaneki Ken!!”

The crowd clapped and cheered as the couple stepped into the ice rink, waving their hands at them. After a few moments, they quieted down, and they stood still in front of each other, his right hand gripped around her waist, firm. His left fingers lifted her chin up – but after those painful five days – both of their gazes were at each other’s lips. “Focus, Touka.” He squeezed her waist softly, and she nodded.

Michael Buble’s Sway started to echo throughout the enormous stadium, and they began to move based on their memorized choreography. Having been practicing the same moves for a month, every step, jump, and spin were done gracefully, beautifully, erotically.

The way he kneaded her breasts sent shivers down her spine, her lewd expression displayed publicly for the judges to see. The thin material of her fabric didn’t really help her in giving full concentration as each touch felt like he was touching her bare skin.

He pulled her backward with him, two figures swayed as one.

When her thighs were hoisted up his shoulders, as they spun, she remembered that night when he was eating her out while having this position. He had told her so many times to display her feelings, so she did, presenting a total ecstasy expression. Nishiki just smirked from afar, amazed by the effect Kaneki had on her.

It was time for the twist lift – they had practiced this many times before but this act always scared her the most.

He spun her upwards, and she twisted in mid–air – gracefully like a butterfly.

‘Please, catch me.’

She closed her eyes, putting her trust in him as she felt her body starting to fall from the height.

His arms caught her and they spun together, she released the breath she didn’t know she was holding.

“I got you.” He gave her the same genuine smile that he had once given her last year, and she almost forgot her next move – but she was quick to focus her mind back into the competition.

After numerous jumps, steps, spins and twists, the final part had come. He nuzzled her body like he had always done these few weeks. From the valley of her breasts, to her collarbone then to her soft, enticing neck. He immediately thought of that night, the whimpering sound she made as he was sucking her neck. Her moans when he thrust into her, her half-shout as she reached her orgasm. The event of the night came flooding through his mind, he hated it. He needed to focus.

When his lips reached higher and stopped just mere centimeters from hers, he was panting heavily, his gaze burning into her lips. His hot breath drove her crazy – making her core ache for his touch again. The crowd applauded them, but they couldn’t care less about that right now. Desire overcame them as they both leaned in towards each other and kissed – it wasn’t a peck or a quick one – but a long, passionate kiss as they channelized their suppressed longing into the kiss. The crowd cheered even louder at seeing their displays of affection. They pulled away, and he rested his forehead on hers momentarily before they stood up, then bowed to thank everyone.

 The moment her name was announced as the winner, she cried tears of joy while hugging him tightly. Finally, she got what she wished for. To retire from this industry and spend her time with her brother.

“Thank you. You made this happen.” She murmured into their kiss as her hands slid into his silky hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

“No. You made this happen.”

“We made this happen.” He chuckled and just agreed with her statement.

They had sex many rounds on that night, due to repressing their desire for days, and also because she would be retiring soon. He wanted to make the moment last, as he might never see her again after her retirement.

But looking at how eager she took him in her mouth, the contortion of her face when she came around his cock, milking him, and the fact that he had actually admired her before he even became her coach – he found that he couldn’t let her go. No. He requested to be her international coach just to get closer to her, but at the same time he kept his distance, thinking he was too old for her. And with her mesmerizing beauty, she could get any guy she wants, so why him?

Nonetheless, he had fallen for her – hard. Seeing her hardworking side, how much she cared for her brother, and how her eyes shown him that she wanted him too, he just had to ask.

“Can I… can I still stay by your side even after you retire?”

Her mouth gaped, surprised by the sudden question. ‘Is this his way of proposing?’

She pulled him in, kissing him as their mouths moved together tenderly.

“Of course.”

She announced her retirement, enabled her to spend more time with her brother. After a year, Kaneki proposed to her, which she happily accepted.

He, too, retired from figure skating industry, publishing a book about his 30–years journey to find happiness, which he finally found – with her.

[auronevardell]

Writing Update 2/8/2021

Sorry that I missed the update last week.  I was really sick last weekend and it took me all week to recover. I did get some writing done this weekend!  Yeah!   And yes the smutty piece for SK8 Infinity is a go.  I am just obsessed with that show.  So look for a Macha Blossom piece soon. Updates for individual works are below keep reading.  As always, if you enjoy my fics, consider buying me a Kofi or just sharing this post would be much appreciated.  Thank you and have a great week!

Feature of the week (a little excerpt from something I currently posted or are working on): This is from Chapter 2 of Caught By You (which is not posted yet--I have smut yet to write):

“When they got back to the onsen, Yuuri went straight to his room. Victor let him go sensing that he needed some space.

Yuuri thought I need to rebuild my nest.  Make it nice for my alpha.

When he got to his room, he pulled some extra blankets from his closet and started remaking his nest.  He made it on the floor so there would be more room for both of them. 

Victor walked into the kitchen of the onsen. Mari and Yuuri’s mother were preparing dinner for the onsen guests. 

Victor asked, “What kind of things does Yuuri usually need for his heat?”

Mari asked, “Is he going into heat?”

Victor nodded. “I want to help him get things together so it will be less stressful for him.”

Mari nodded in approval. “After we finish up dinner, I’ll help you get Yuuri’s usual supplies together. Though this time we’ll have to get some for you as well.  I assume you’ll be helping my brother with his heat.”

Victor blushed.  “Yes.”

“Bond him this time, would you?”

“That was the plan.  I don’t want to go through another 3 months like the last 3.”

“Yuuri hasn’t handled it very well.”

“I know. I never should have let this happen.”

“Well, all you can do is fix it now.”

“I know.”

After dinner, Mari helped Victor get enough food and drink for the two of them for the duration of the heat. She helped him carry it back to Yuuri’s room. 

She said, “No one should bother the two of you in Yuuri’s room. But lock the door just to make sure? Sometimes guests get lost.”

Victor nodded. “Thanks for helping me.”

“No. Problem.  Just be good to my little brother, okay.”

Yuri on Ice Fics

Heroes on Ice– (crossover with Tiger and Bunny) (a/b/o fic)(many ships)

New Roses Have Thorns (soulmate AU )(Emimike)

For You Could Belong to Us (a/b/o) (Chris/Victor/Yuuri)

Unholy Dreams–(crossover with Seraph of the End)(Supernatural AU/Soulmate AU)(many ships)

The Reluctant Vampire—(vampire au)(Emimike)

For You Would Belong to Me (a/b/o)(Emimike)

6 Swans (Fairytale AU)(Victurri)

Sitting on Top of the World (Surfer AU)(Emimike)

Golden Flowers (Soulmate AU)(Phichit/Chris)

Caught by You (a/b/o and Soulmate AU)(Victurri, Otayuri and Emimike)

Unexpected (a/b/o)(Emimike)

Voltron Fics

Connlaodh Flower—currently writing. (a/b/o fic)(Klance and Shatt)

Meeting of Fire and Ice-Chapter 6 posted Feb 8th. (Fantasy/Mage/Familiar soulmate AU)(Klance and background Adashi) 

Fateful Summons (Demon AU)(Klance)

Red Lions (Soulmate AU)(Klance)

Dragon Dreams (Supernatural AU/Soulmate AU)(Klance and Adashi)

Touken Ranbu

Wanton Frolic of Swords–Currently writing. (soulmate au)(many ships)

SK8 Infinity

Away From Prying Eyes--no chapters posted yet but I am writing on it. (Macha Blossom Smut)

[smolbeanprotection]

Heavily Edited Prompts

SEND ME AN ASK AND I’LL WRITE YOUR DESIRED PROMPT. (I CAN PROBABLY DO UP TO 3-5 A DAY depending on how busy I am). So here are a few prompts that i’m coming up with. The type is listed right next to the prompt. (Smut, Fluff, Angst…ect.) MOST CAN BE ADJUSTED TO EITHER M or F Saniwa OTHER THEN A SELECT FEW. THIS IS THE NEW PROMPT THINGY. THIS will be the one that is updated with new ones. I also give credit to @bouncer-rabbit for a few of these prompts that she came up with to help me out.

Some are restricted only for “older” characters so please be aware of that also.

1-”Why are there so many pieces in this damn puzzle.” (Fluff) 2- “No, don’t go. I still need you.” (Angst) 3- “I can’t believe you LOST IT!.” (Fluff) 4-  “Can I wear your hat?” (Fluff) 5- “Can I lay with you tonight? My bed has been cold and lonely lately.” (Fluff/Smut) 6- “She/he has your eyes.” (Fluff) 7- “Don’t worry we can try again.” (Angst/Fluff AGE RESTRICTED)

SOME FUN PROMPTS USING SONG TITLES. (The stories will closely resemble the song.) I ALSO WILL TAKE IN ANY SONGS YOU SUBMIT AND LISTEN TO THEM SO I CAN WRITE MORE SPECIFIC ONES. IT IS NOT LIMITED TO THESE SONGS. 8- “Angel With a Shotgun” (Fluff) 9-”Hold on.” (Angst) 10-”Savoir” (Angst) 11- “Open Road” (Fluff/Smut) 12- “The Part That’s Holding On” (Angst) 13- “I’ll Walk” (Angst/Fluff)

ALL SMUT PROMPTS 14- “I didn’t say you could go without me” (Smut) 15- “Who is he? Don’t make me teach you a lesson.” (Smut) 16- “I don’t mind if you don’t mind. Yet i’m not the kind of person to just up and leave after. I get to attached to people.” (Smut) 17- “Listen to your alpha.” (STRICTLY Kogitsunemaru, Nakigitsune, or Mitsutada. SMUT…Kinda intense). 18- “Sit up straight and don’t cause a commotion and we won’t have to worry about it.” (Smut…Kinda intense also.)

HERE ARE A FEW JUST ANGST PROMPTS 19- “Your coming home right you have to…” (Angst) 20- “We will always wait for you.” (Angst) 21- “Sorry dear your dad couldn’t make it today because….” (Angst) 22- “Dad why has mom never come to see me.” (DEEP Angst) 23- “He’s gone? Did I do something wrong?” (DEEP Angst AGE RESTRICTED) 24- “Your not serious are you?” (Angst) 25- “Don’t leave please, I didn’t mean it.” (Angst)

SOME MORE RANDOM PROMPTS 26- “I know your mad but, please forgive me.” (Fluff) 27- “No, I don’t hate you.” (Fluff) 28- “Want to go get a drink?” (Fluff) 29- “I’ll see you soon don’t worry.” (Angst) 30- “Come here i’ll keep you safe.” (Fluff) 31- “Come on we can do it together.” (Fluff) 32- “I love you” (Fluff/Smut) 33- “Hold my hand so you don’t get lost, okay.” (Fluff) 34- “I’m the only one who can treat you like this. Remember that.” (Smut) 35- “Hey! You made a mess, let me help you with that.” (Fluff/Smut) 36- “Don’t let go please.” (Angst/Fluff) 37- “I still need you.” (Angst) 39- “Only you” (Fluff/Smut) 40- “I have to go, but I promise i’ll come back for you.” (Angst/Fluff) 41- “Your eyes are so pretty.” (Fluff) 42- “Let me brush your hair, it looks like you haven’t in days.” (Fluff) 43- “Hold on I still need you.” (Angst) 44- “Can you help me lift this. I can’t it’s to heavy.” (Fluff) 45- “Come on join me the waters warm.” (Smut) 46- “Come to the store with me, let’s get a few things.” (Fluff) 47- “Can you give me a back rub?” (Smut) 48- “I didn’t know you were that strong. I won’t underestimate you again. Sorry.” (Fluff) 49- “Want to go on a ride?” (Fluff/Horse ride) 50- “We should start a family. (Light Smut also AGE RESTRICTED)

SOME MORE SONGS 51- “I gave it all, but you were fading.” (Angst) 52- “Echo” (Angst) 53- “I’d come for you.” (Fluff/Angst) 54-”The part that’s holding on.” (Angst/Fluff) 55- “Shut up and kiss me.” (Fluff/Smut) 56- “Mercy” (Angst/Fluff/IDK this would be a fun one) 57- “Please. Hold on.” (Angst) 58- “I won’t give up on you. So you don’t give up on me.” (Angst)

[riinriiin]

Welcome!!

Hii and welcome to my blog!! my name is Rin/Sora and im a kpoper+anime lover!! in this blog you can ask anything :D. Try to interact with me, i’ll be happy to answer your questions :3. I write female and male reader!! i never saw a lot of male reader fanfic so i decide to try it out ヾ(•ω•`)o. Im still new so i still need lots of help ＞﹏＜

      ♡-Fandoms:

✨SEVENTEEN

✨TXT

✨ENHYPEN

✨WANNA ONE

✨BTS

✨TWICE

✨BLACKPINK

✨NMIXX

✨IVE

✨BNHA/MHA

✨HYPNOSIS MIC

✨TOUKEN RANBU

✨VOCALOID CHARACTERS

✨MYSTIC MESSENGER

✨OBEY ME

✨ASSASINATION CLASSROOM

✨THE PROMISED NEVERLAND

✨TEARS OF THEMIS

♡-What i'll write:

-Fluff 

-Angst 

-18+ themed story (Ex: murder, kidnapping, etc)

-Hurt comfort

-Male x male

-Female x female

-Male x female

-Female x male

-Headcanons

♡-What i will not write:

-Smut

-Lime

Thats it!! thank you for visiting my blog, byee \(￣︶￣*\))

[harleyquilt]

Control (Touken/Kanetou)

Summary: Kaneki and Touka have some late night fun together...

Words: 1,648~

Notes: so...I kinda went off to the deep end and have written some rather...intense smut for Kinktober. This uses the prompts of rough and edging, but it's just smutty in general. I thought I'd use this as an...explorative writing exercise, but I hope you enjoy it in any case 😅.

Warnings: Explicit smut, 18+, edging, rough sex, overstimulation

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The couple stumble through the front door, giggling, and Kaneki pins Touka to the nearby wall and shuts the door with his foot. With her arms around his neck, they kiss, tasting the blood wine they had shared earlier in the evening.

It wasn't often that they had a spare evening to themselves, but when the opportunity arose, they gave Ichika to one of her many, loving carers for the evening and decided to catch up with some much needed intimacy with each other. 

After Touka convinced Kaneki to try some of the blood wine being offered to them, the two fell into a state of blissful lightness that brought with it a deep hunger for something more. 

They quickly made it back to the apartment. It seemed, for a moment at least, that Kaneki wasn't going to wait until they got through the door, his hands roaming her body and inching towards areas he really shouldn't be caressing in public. It set something ablaze in Touka, seeing him so eager, and her pussy quivered with her vulgar imagination. 

Pulling back momentarily, Kaneki latching onto her ear and then her neck, Touka whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "Go to the bedroom, Kaneki-kun. I'll reward you if you're a good boy and do as I say." 

. . .

"T-Touka-chan!" Kaneki gasped, his head falling back against the pillow. He covered his flushed face with his arm, his other hand tightly gripping the bed sheets. "Touka…" 

"Hm?" She smirked, running her hand down his chest. His breath hitched, shuddering from the light touch of her fingertips as they made their way down his stomach. "What is it, Kaneki-kun?" 

The way she spoke his name, like velvet in his ears, always made his body warm with anticipation. She enjoyed speaking to him with a mischievousness that taunted him with an intense sensuality, teasing him until he was left breathless, desperate for more. He looked down to her, his bottom lip quivering as she toyed with the waistband of his boxers. 

"Is this what you want?" She asked, rubbing her other hand over his boxers, his hardened cock pushing against the fabric. He nodded and she let out a soft laugh, tilting her head to one side. "I want you to tell me, Kaneki-kun. What do you want?" 

She continued to rub him through his boxers as he stammered out a response. "I want you, Touka-chan." Pleased with his answer, she tugged off his boxers, releasing his hard member. "I want– A-Ah!" He let out a small cry as Touka moved a finger up his shaft, pushing it against the tip. "T-Touka, I–" 

"So needy." Touka giggled. She watched him with hungry eyes, as if she was a predator playing with her prey. All he could do was beg for mercy while being held down by her devious gaze. "Did it excite you that much when I said I'd reward you for your good behaviour?" 

He nodded weakly, his cock twitching at the thought. She giggled again and grabbed him at the base of his shaft, Kaneki gasping in response to her tight hold. With her eyes locked on his, she leans forward and slowly moves her tongue up his shaft, circling the tip a few times before moving her head back down onto the cock, gradually taking in each inch. He cries out, his head tilting back. 

Her head bobs up and down his cock a few times, gagging when it reaches the back of her throat. Pulling back slowly, she hollows her cheeks, making Kaneki gasp. He grabs her hair, trying to hold her in place, but she pushes his hand away and releases his cock with a smack of her lips. With a whine, he leans up onto his elbows and looks down at her, Touka looking back with a clearly smug smile.

"What's wrong?" Touka asked coyly, all the while lightly stroking his dick with her hand. "You seem frustrated." 

"Touka-chan." He says her name with a sigh, squeezing his eyes shut. "Please, I'm so–" 

She leans forward and cuts him off with a kiss, gently pushing him back down against the bed. She straddles his lap, their lips locked together. Pulling back, she presses her hands against his chest and slides his wet cock between her slick folds. He groans, his hands squeezing her soft thighs, and she continues to move rhythmically against him. Her own excitement begins to swell and she bites her lip, looking down at him with devious eyes. 

"T-Touka." Kaneki moans, pushing his hips up against her. She quickens her movements. "I'm going to– I'm–" 

She slows to a stop, leaning back against his thighs and he trembles with the painful pleasure that came with the sudden withdrawal. His cock twitches, hard and wet from her cunt. Precum dribbles out from the tip and he looks down at her, looking like a starved animal. She giggles, reaching down to rub her clit. 

"Is something bothering you?" She asks, playing with him once again. He lets out a shaking breath, a crease in his eyes. "My King?" 

She's about to move back onto his pelvis again, except Kaneki suddenly sits up, pushing Touka back down onto the bed before she can react. She can feel him press against her and looking into his eyes, he presses his lips against hers. Hard. She's left breathless when he draws away, reaching down to position himself. 

"W-Wait!" Touka squeezes his shoulders, but he ignores her, slamming himself into her. 

She cries out with a moan, a wave of pleasure passing through her. Without waiting, he fucks her relentlessly, thrusting deep inside her as she helplessly clings onto him. Hooking his arm around her thigh, he spreads her open wider, pushing himself deeper inside her. Touka gasps, her nails digging into his skin, and Kaneki continues to move with the same aggressive pace. 

It wasn't long before he climaxed, loudly crying out her name and shooting his cum into her. Her walls clenched around him, as if they were squeezing him dry. He leaned back, triumphant, and watched Touka breathe heavily, flushed and spent. He smirked, brushing her hair away from her face. 

"You've had enough fun." Kaneki spoke in a low, gravelly voice, and Touka bites her lip, enraptured with his devouring gaze. "It's my turn now."

"But…" Touka breathes, her eyes widening. "We already– Ah!" She yelps as Kaneki suddenly pulls out of her, a stream of cum slipping out of her. She watches him shuffle back on the bed, reaching forward with one hand to spread open her pussy. With some embarrassment, she looks away, feeling his other fingers stroke her gently between her entrance and her clit. She shudders from the small slithers of pleasure from his subtle touches. 

"Already so wet." Kaneki mutters. "After all that teasing, now look at you." He circles her entrance with his middle finger, Touka squirming in response. "Nothing more than a desperate slut." 

With that, he slams his finger into her, sending a burst of pleasure through her. With a thrust of her hips, she arches her back and moans, her hands tightly gripping the bed sheets. 

"That's it." Kaneki says while fingering her, watching her intensely. "Moan for me." 

"K-Kaneki!" She cries as he adds another finger, reaching up to squeeze her breast with his spare hand. But then he pauses, his fingers buried inside her. "W-What–" 

"You know what to call me." He says with a smirk. An unspoken order. Swallowing, she leans back, her heart racing. 

"M-My…" She hesitates, tempted to resist. But feeling him slowly move his fingers back out, she can't bring herself to reject his demands. "My King!" 

With a satisfied smile, he continues to finger fuck her with the same intensity as before, the sound of her wetness, along with her quickening moans filling the room. He lowers his head and sucks on her clit, sending her over the edge as she cums, Kaneki's hand slick her juices. He pulls out his fingers, Touka's pussy spasming with the continued orgasm, and he wipes his hand against her thigh. 

"Kaneki, I…" Touka sighs, dazed from the orgasm. "That was…" 

"Shh," He kisses her cheek and then her lips. "We're not done yet." 

"What?" Touka, somewhat alarmed, is turned onto her hands and knees, Kaneki positioning his already-hard cock at her entrance. "Already?! But I just came!" 

Ignoring her, he pushes into her with ease, Touka trembling from the overstimulation. She lowers her head down onto the bed, Kaneki squeezing her ass as he slowly thrusts against her. 

"This is what you wanted." He grunts, pulling back. She whines, moving her ass back against him and he squeezes harder in response. "Toying with me like that. I know you."

Gradually, he begins to fuck her at a steady pace, her ass slapping against him. They moan each other's names as he increases his pace, and Kaneki leans over her, wrapping his hand around her throat. Kissing her marriage mark, her body burns at the thought of Kaneki owning her completely, both her body and soul. 

She was his. Her lover. Her husband. Her King. 

But he was also hers. And she smiles, turning back to kiss him, their tongues intertwining. The sense of control seemed to dissipate as the two near their climax, the two desperately rutting against each other for release. 

Together, they cum, both of their bodies trembling and their minds blank from the overwhelming sensations that encapsulated them whole. They fall limp onto the bed, Kaneki growing soft inside her, and he wraps his hands around her, trailing kisses down her neck and shoulders. 

"That was nice." She hums, kissing his fingers. "Thank you." 

Burying his nose into her hair, she feels him smile against her. "I love you." He whispers. 

"I love you too." She sighs.

[enihk-writes]

fandom list

i’ve been trying to get back into writing but i don’t have the motivation to write a full length 5k oneshot on tumblr, i prefer to do those over on my AO3. it’s a shame that i’ve never once completed any of the fanfics i set out to write but i hope to start changing that.

there are a few fandoms i have been into lately, and that i am willing to write fluff/angst/character analysis SFW fics for. i just want to let you know i am no longer as willing to write explicit smut, however things like aftercare/morning after requests are still alright. i also do not mind going out of my comfort zone and try my hand at the DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT type of requests, but if i do not write them i suppose i was a little uncomfortable with those. i might not have a schedule for updates or whatever but i will try to squeeze whatever i can in between because i love writing and i want to practice my skills. however, i hope yall don’t mind that my uni work still comes first.

fandoms i am writing for and characters i am EXTRA willing to write for:

JJK [no thoughts head empty just yuta okkotsu. and maki ofc why would i not fall in love with her? im the biggest pick-me for her and her only]

Tokyo Revengers [i’m fine with everyone but mikey/baji angst no comfort? i have a least 654265565656 ideas for them in my brain, bouncing off the corners like a 90s windows computer screensaver. also bonten kakucho is so fine and for what. for what ken? to make me cry and throw up? to simp and be down bad horrendous?]

TBHK/ JSHK [family man minamoto teru has my heart i understand nene]

Genshin Impact [i have never simped for an entire franchise more then i have for all the characters in genshin. especially for albedo and kazuha]

Trash of the Count’s Family [big cale brainrot, my god this man is fine as hell— might be inaccurate for this one because i only have read the manhwa so far and i heard the novel has more stuff so might get into that if i have more time during semester break]

Owari no Seraph [is this fandom still alive? are we doing ok? if we are, hi this is a long time shinya simp since what? i was 13? and no i have yet to catch up to the recent chapters, let me know if anything happens to my boy.]

Ensemble Stars [when i started this game i had my national exams the next day, i did not fail but i also did not get into junior college and now i am older then the main cast. i will write for anyone honestly, but i only recently gotten back into the fandom and now all the story translations on wiki are gone so uh....]

Kimetsu no Yaiba [if you were with me i since the start of this blog, you will know how down bad i am for sanemi, so let’s pretend that didn’t happen]

Cookie Run [if you are shameless enough i guess]

NEW ADDITIONS:

Honkai Star Rail [good lord above i can’t stop thing abt jing yuan jing yuan jing yuan jing yuan jing yuan jing yu-]

Return of Mount Hua / Return of the Blossoming Blade [baek cheon the man that you are!!!! cheong myeong!!!! my pookies!!!!]

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint [wow it changed my life fr]

Alchemy Stars [look,,, i am an old man dick-rider]

Touken Ranbu [welcome back to sword hell bitches]

Return of the Mad Demon [new manhua new me, new men to peg,,, looking at lee jaha in particular.....]

Heavenly Grand Archive’s Young Master [beom hang kinda,,,,]

Academy’s Undercover Professor [i love me a pop-culture nerd, ludger the man you ARE!!]

Heavenly Sword’s Grand Saga [i have to tell you,, i got a soft spot for thug-ish characters]

Star Instructor, Master Baek [smiling, giggling,, kicking my feet whenever  baek suryong appears on the screen]

[empressqueen]

Kaneki's reaction to Touka's dyed hair. Kaneki's reaction when he asked Touka what she wanted to talk about. Kaneki's reaction when Touka said the question she wanted to talk about. GAWD I LOVE KANEKI'S REACTIONS 😂😂😂 SO SHOOK IT MAKES ME SHIVER LMAOOOO

[touken-or-tousaki]

All you Touken smut fanfic writers out there retire your pens because you will never compare to this chapter right here.

[toudan-imagines]

Hello!

Another Saniwa here! I’d like not to reveal my actual name here so if you have to refer to me, you can use “Sa” or preferably, female pronouns. Now, I’ve noticed the serious lack of Touken Ranbu Imagines/Scenarios blogs so I’ve decided to make one myself. You’re welcome. So, here are the rules that, hopefully, you guys would follow.

• Please, no NSFW requests. I’m not confident about my NSFW writing skills and I’m absolutely, most definitely sure they aren’t good at all either. Plus, I’m an innocent potato not comfortable with Smut so I’d rather not.

• What I will be accepting is Fluff and Angst! *throws confetti* Angst isn’t really something I write a lot but I’m willing to try. D-Don’t put your hopes up too high though.

• I will write Headcanons, One-Shots, Scenarios, Drabbles. If you want some words from the fellow Sword Boys, I’d be happy to convey their feelings to you too.

• Please do keep in mind that this is my first Fanfic blog. And, also, sadly, I am very lazy and unmotivated. But, not to put you guys down, I will improve my attitude and finish up requests to the best of my abilities.

Also, I might be posting some of my progress in Touken Ranbu -Online-. I’d gladly answer questions about the series or myself in general too. Unless it gets too personal..

Now then! Get requestin’ and askin’, my fellow Saniwa buddies!

[afrofairy96]

so who gave Ishida their Touken smut fanfic to make this chapter?

[sasassy-writes]

Touken fanfiction

Since I have a bunch of new followers thanks to @coromoor’s recommendation, I thought I would compile a handy list of all Touken fanfics I have written. A few are lost from the internet because I deleted my old blog, but the most important ones can be found here:

A Penny For Her Thoughts General Audiences - A drabble collection centered around Touka and her relationships. Chapter 4 is about Love and it alludes to Kaneki.

Apodyopis Mature - Kaneki has a fantasy.

Assuagement Mature - Continuation of the bridge scene.

Basorexia Teen and Up - Touka really wants to kiss Haise.

Cataglottism Mature - A lot of kissing.

Cheiloproclitic Mature - Some more kissing.

Heartsease Teen and Up - Crushes and emotions.

Lygerastia Mature - Touka only allows touches at night.

Safe Haven Mature - Haise is injured and goes to the place he used to feel safe in.

Take Me, Tease Me Explicit - Smut collection

I hope you enjoy the few bits and pieces I’ve written for this fandom!

[todokori-kun]

Well, he IS burdened with glorious purpose.

As for the whole bookworm thing, it’s never specifically said that he likes reading but it’s pretty much canon. I mean, we all know he’s more of the ‘brains’ to Thor’s 'brawn’- magic and tricks over actually going out and fighting face-to-face, outsmarting almost everyone around him except his mother and sometimes Odin, able to read people perfectly (unless they’re Natasha)- and all that knowledge about magic had to come from somewhere other than just lessons from his mother. There’s also a scene in Thor 2 after Loki’s been put in prison, and while everyone else around him is fighting he’s just calmly reading a book in his cell and ignoring the chaos.

We can only hope it’s not Arima. He deserves to rest in peace. Also it would just screw up the perfect ending Ishida made for his story…

I think I’ve seen a theory that there’s been a time skip and Touka is dead. (please no not a time skip AoT’s given us enough of those)

I do feel 100% sure that something has happened and I’m really excited for the next chapter :D

HUFFLEPUFF PRIDE. Seriously though, personally it’s the house I think I fit best with and most of the quizzes I’ve taken sorted me into it (occasionally I got Ravenclaw, very rarely Gryffindor or Slytherin). You know how in the books Hufflepuff is the only house without an actual villain from it? I guess I’m going to ruin that XD

Dude, if Hinami is TG’s perfect s/o, Marco is that for AoT. I honestly wish I knew someone like him irl ;-; Queen Luna’s HCs are lovely though so tysm <3

OTP? 0////0 the thought of being shipped with Captain America is making me blush lol

With Loki, I like I’d just stutter like the anxious idiot I am

“Um. Is everything ok? I mean, a lot of stuff’s happened, obviously you’re not ok, just, you look tired. I mean, not that you look- you look bad, I mean you actually look really good, god, that sounds creepy doesn’t it, what I meant was- I mean- ugh…”

And for once, he’d just be kind of shocked into silence.

Loki in Thor 1 is a lot like me and I think we could be really close, but Loki in the later movies is… well. I feel like I’d end up joining Thor in his 'LOKI COME HOME’ crusade and it would always be an epic fail.

Luna + Loki would be just amazing though. 10/10 would ship. 1000/10 would pay to see that sass battle.

Honestly, Queen Luna is kinda really shippable. Idk why. I don’t ship real people (I mean, I can 'ship’ them but not in the 'writing fanfics and drawing fanart’ way)  but since I have your permission it’s like my brain is running wild XD

Aww <33 Evans is a really good third wheel though (BLATANT LIES. Evans is actually a tiny bit clingy and gets jealous sometimes…not in the 'don’t hang out with that person you’re mine’ kind of way, but in the lonely, depressed way that just leaves me feeling drained (since the SA also makes me a bit insecure)? Idk I’m a drama king haha).

I’ve heard the Hulk movies suck and from what I’ve seen they probably do so I haven’t watched them either ^^;; and yay, can’t wait to see how you’ll do in MCU hell! :D

The feels are rushing back *deep breath*

I was broken from a young age,

Taking my sulking to the masses

Writing my poems for the few that

looked at me,

took to me,

shook to me,

feeling me

Singing from heartache, from the pain

Take up my message from the veins

Speaking my lesson from the brain

Seeing the beauty through the...

Is the ‘burdened with glorious purpose’ a quote/joke from the movie? Cause I found this meme during my 3am adventures:

And Loki’s burdened with glorious butt.

I’VE WATCHED THOR 1. And I must say, Loki is definitely fave. I mean, Thor does get a lot of character development, but, meh. Poor Loki ;-; I feel so sorry for him... I mean, if only his father had paid more attention to him and not only saw him as something that will form a pact in the future...  Also, I realised something. Both of the Asgard siblings have longer hair than me. That makes me strangely salty.

Ahahahah I think the two of us would get along very well ^^;; I mean, while I do watch a lot of anime, I still consider reading (and writing) my main hobbies. Last week, I read three books alone, during school hours (summer definitely does have its advantages). I’m looking forward to watching Thor 2. It’s next on my list, however I’m not sure when I’ll next find time time for it. I still have a few things to finish up in school, but I’d say Tuesday, Thursday or Friday are the days in which I’ll have time for a movie.

While I was watching Thor, my mom came in during the shirtless scene (great timing, I know) and since it’s gotten very hot here, I had a fan and was fanning myself. According to her, I looked ‘like a deranged fangirl’. What a nice comment.

Pls no. I’m not a fan of Touken, but I don’t want Touka to be dead. Pls.  When I first thought ‘oh, a time skip?’ I was like ‘oh god, not another one.’ but then I realised that TG actually had very little time skips. But AoT has had so many it’s made up for all the other mangas I’m currently reading. 

Yeah, I’m pretty excited for it as well ^^ Hopefully we get a nice explanation. 

According to most quizzes, I’m a Ravenclaw, but my friends say I’m a weird mix between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. If I had to choose, RAVENCLAW FOR THE WIN! (I have nothing against Slytherin, I just like blue more than green)

From TG Hinami’s perfect s/o, AoT Marco, YoI Everyone, probably, Kuro Idk?? Is there anyone who’d be nice mental support? Oh, Lizzie, maybe!

I’m glad you like my headcanons ^^ When I get to know Steve well enough, prepare for a river of them huehuehue

I feel like, if I was in that universe and knew the Asgard siblings, I’d be the one quietly faceplaming behind everyone. Maybe trying to talk reason into Loki

‘You can’t just try to take over New York! You’ll get locked up or worse!’

And then I’d be grandly ignored. How fun.

And then I’d go visit him in prison and just look at him with the ‘I told you so face’. 

Honestly, I feel very awkward about shipping real life people with other real life people but people with fictional characters is fine with me, as long as it doesn’t get extreme (in the ‘this is MY character, why are you even talking about it’ (trust me, I’ve seen fangirls get possessive over their faves, and it’s not pretty)).

Have I told you how interesting Loki fangirls are? During my 3am Adventures™ I encountered roughly the same amount of Smut and Fluff. Usually, the fluff outweighs smut, but it seems that’s not the case this time. However, for some reason, I don’t have problems with character and character smut, but if I see it involves reader, I’m out of there. It just makes me too uncomfortable.  And they don’t seem to know how to tag things properly. In the Loki tag, I for every 2 Loki fics, there was 1 for another avengers. Sometimes more. 

You’re definitely not a drama king. It’s completely normal to feel that way. And I’d definitely never leave you hanging ^^

I swear, if I start another Imagines blog, I will be coming after your blood. I already have 2 and am struggling to keep a consistent update schedule! (that might have to do with school tho and school’s ending soon....)

Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! Let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

[seraphine16]

Okay. Where do I begin?

When I first saw the summary of this fic last year around May, in my mind was, ‘What a dark fic. Seems very dark and deep, and a lot of characters. Nah, I’m not reading it.’ But then because Hamliet updated her fics very frequently, this fic was always on the first page of Touken fic list. So one night (because most of us read fanfics at night time or 3am and ended up not sleeping the whole night because of it) I gave it a chance and it caught my interest. I wanted to know how fucked up they are, how good these RAs in handling these fucked up kids, and how everything will turn out alright in the end.

But what intrigued me the most was the AU set up. There’s not much AUs in TG fandom, and this AU settings, along with the canon materials that Hamliet included in, and how most of the characterizations fits them really well, was what made this fic attractive. You’ll sympathize with Kaneki all the time even until almost the end because that’s just who Kaneki is – even in the manga. There were a lot of funny scenes that left me laughing and giggling, and there were some suspense scenes that made me blurted “Oh my God!” in a train (because I read this fic in the train to office lol), and when something happened to Juuzou I was at the end of the escalator and just stopped moving, completely frozen (luckily there wasn’t anyone behind me or else they’ll bump into me because it’s a freaking escalator). She made me cried too during the Kirishima family reunion scene. Sobs. That was beautiful. I loved how deep I was in reading this fic that I didn’t care about my surroundings hahaha XP

As a fan of Les Miserables, the addition of the narration and comparison was greatly done! Really, really, really love the final chapter where the play happened and each one of them had their own interpretation and how they are accepting themselves into this world. This fic is deep, really, and it taught me that we are all loved, we have meaning to someone and we don’t have to try hard just to feel loved. It’s almost as deep as Fullmetal Alchemist so I’m really grateful for the opportunity to read this fic. I’m sorry for taking a break reading it but hey, better late than never.

Also, this fic is a huge bonus if you ship a lot of pairings in TG. Heck, most of my OTPs are included and it’s just so lovely, you know? It’s like reading multiple fics all in one fic, and they are all related together, working together to save Kaneki (and other characters of course). As a big Touken fan I was very particular in details of each moment they had, and I love how subtle and also not so subtle she made those scenes. (it’s even more subtle in Hang The Moon and I still love it). Their subtle body contact, their frequent texting, and when he asked her to dance with him – gosh. Every moment was lovely! When they kissed I was sooo happy but so sad at the same time because Kaneki was leaving. It was unfair. Why did you hurt us readers? T.T

I do feel bad for Hide because Kaneki basically kinda pushed him away, well that’s what happened in the manga anyways and I love this fic more for being loyal to it but at the end when Kaneki came to save Hide I’m just T____T

And I LOVE how everyone was SO shocked that Arieto are holding hands or even standing near each other. It’s so funny because no one would expect that. Heck, even us in fandom weren’t expecting that they were working together in the manga and it was great to see it here. Nishikimi was the first established pairing and it was also that way in the manga and I really love Nishiki’s character here. Mutsurie was lovely too, very accepting and the same goes to Tsukikana. Seidou and Kurona (dunno what the ship name is) seem really mature in this fic and because of that I love their relationship even more. Ayahina was cute (LOL when they got caught XD) and Akiramon was just beautiful especially whenever they were confronting Mado. (When Mado bawled during Akira’s play, LOL I CAN’T XD)

I really love this fic. The AU setting, the multiple OTPs, the canon materials insertion, and the great writing- of course. I’m not so picky when it comes to grammar because mine is bad, but this fic would be less enjoyable to me if it had a lot of grammar errors. But nope. It doesn’t. In addition, the writing was very good and I had a lot of favourite lines when I read it. The smut part was lovely, and the way Hamliet wrote those scenes just made your heart flutters and empathized with their insecurities. The ability to include so many characters yet you didn’t feel overwhelmed because they’re all related with each other and it wasn’t confusing because you know who they are if you read the manga. It must have been hard to include all of them but she managed to nail it, kudos to her!

So @hamliet, THANK YOU SO MUCH for writing and sharing this. I had a lot of fun and I’m really looking forward to reading your next TG fic. And thank you for being my inspiration – I wouldn’t have written Regina if it weren’t because of this fic, and because of that, I’m really thankful and this fic will always hold a special place in my heart. And you’re a very kind person as well. You have a great writing skill and a great personality. Thank you once again ♥