Trust
My 3rd KakaSaku one shot in 2 hours because I am a hopeless hoe shipper
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It was already half past midnight as Sakura carried Kakashi who was passed out drunk in his room and laid him down on his bed as gently as she could.
After removing his vest and shoes, she sat at the edge of her ex-sensei's bed to stare at his sleeping form.
It was the very first time Kakashi had been drunk. Sakura couldn't recall a single instance of Kakashi ever getting drunk in the past, and she wondered if his senses were still as sharp as when he's sober.
As if on cue, an idea struck her mind. Without really thinking it through, Sakura inched closer to Kakashi. And then she slowly raised her hand, zeroing in on Kakashi's mask. With Kakashi unconscious, it was the perfect chance to take his mask off. Sakura stuck out a finger and hooked it at the edge of Kakashi's mask, and then she slowly pulled it down, all the while her heart was beating loudly against her chest with mixed excitement and fear, ignoring the little voice at the back of her head.
Halfway down, though, Sakura froze when she felt the strong pull of her conscience.
No, she thought. This isn't right.
It's true they've been desperate for years to know how Kakashi looked like under the mask and had devised multiple ways on how they could take it off him, but during all those times Kakashi had been awake and aware. Sakura shook her head and abruptly took her hand back, her heart still thumping hard against her ribcage.
"No, I can't do this to Kakashi-sensei," Sakura mused aloud to herself, turning away from Kakashi to stare at her hands. "I can't betray his trust like this. He had the mask for a reason. I should respect that. I shouldn't take it off without his permission. It'd be like... undressing him. I wouldn't want that to happen to me."
She signed, but she was pleased with her decision. "Maybe I'll just ask him again to take it off in the future. Who knows. He might finally give in." Sakura smiled to herself.
She turned back to Kakashi to stare at him some more. He never looked so calm and peaceful than when he was in a deep sleep. She'd never seen him that way, and for a moment she was tempted to just stay there and gawk at him. Sakura shook herself out of her reverie and gingerly stood. She smoothed the covers over Kakashi, turned off the main light and turned on the lamp on the bedside table, and finally walked to the door. But before she left, she threw another glance at the man sleeping on the bed. And then she was gone.
*****
As soon as the click of the closed door reverberated in the night, indicating that Sakura had indeed left, Kakashi opened his eye and stared up at the ceiling, a smile curving at the corner of his lips. He had been awake even before Sakura brought him to his room.
He replayed Sakura's words in his head over and over again while a warm feeling spread over his chest. He had never felt that way in a long time and he found he rather liked it. One of these days he'd surprise her, Kakashi decided. Sakura would get her wish. She deserved so in exchange for her great respect for him.
He never believed in owing anyone anything, but Sakura was different.
How and why, he'd ponder on that later on.
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Every fucking callout post has the screenshots that are like:
target: sooo, as I was saying [ta6oo kink] is so fucking hot right? Are you still down to RP it with me?
target: I get it if you wanna 6ail
OP of callout: Yeah I fucking love it, I'm totally down :D
OP of callout: Anything you're feeling right now in particular
And so as much as it disgusted me to lie a6out 6eing into that shit it was the only way I could get the trans woman with weird tastes to expose herself 10 years ago.
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And every fucking time I'm just like, damn, even if that particular thing is distur6ing to me, you fucking lied your way into knowing it, kept the lie up for years and then used that trust to try and ruin her life? And you want me to trust you now? Fuck off.
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You ever think about feminizing cum?
Like imagine pounding a cute boy, and each load widens their hips a little, fills their chest, raises their moans. Every drop of cum she takes makes her just a little bit more…
Your good girl~
Honestly this is the DREAM. idk if I want to be the boy or the tgirl pounding him but either way. yes. Yes yes yes yes goddddddddd yes.
It starts off as a friends-with-benefits situation, just casual sex now and again. The changes are slight, barely noticeable, the only difference he ever notices is his nipples getting more sensitive and his voice hitting a higher pitch as he cums. That’s nothing too unusual, but he soon finds that it’s difficult to get off from masturbating or having sex with anyone else. He keeps going back to Her, each time bothered less and less with how She always drops “good girl” into Her affirmations, his slight discomfort with the term turning into an inexplicable blush. The pounding he gets every time She cums inside him gets rougher as well, until one day he can feel his tits bouncing as he gets railed against the bed…
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okay wait hear me out: Soap with a shaved asshole
BUT (wait, listen, hear me out)
Ghost is the one who shaves him, and he does it with a straight razor
semi-regularly, Johnny finds himself face down in a pillow, his ass in the air trying to stay as still as possible while Simon spreads his cheeks, lathering shaving cream in his ass crack, the knife-sharp edge of the razor pressed against his sensitive skin, hands holding the skin taut to avoid cutting him, giving him the smoothest shave he’s ever had, all so Simon can fuck him better
he spends the entire time nearly vibrating in place, trying to stay stock still so Simon doesn’t accidentally cut him, but his cock is hanging between his legs and every scrape of the razor on his skin has him twitching, trying to get friction, unsure if he wants to flinch away or press back into the razor’s edge in Simon’s hand
sometimes he swears that the shaving is more erotic than the sex that comes after
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sub!art with a major mommy kink
ooohohohoho boy do i have some stuff for u
(hyperlinked them 4 u)
‘Taboo’ : sub!art donaldson fic w mommy kink
small feminization thirst post w mommy kink mention
dilf sub!art w mommy kink (ask)
art donaldson has a mommy kink; i just know it. it’s hardwired into his nervous system. calling you mommy just gets him going, like he needs to feel taken care of and nurtured before you ruin his pretty body :/
he especially loves to say it when he’s asking (begging) you for something.
“please, mommy” this and “i’ll be good, mommy” that. he’s so into it.
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fantasizing about shy femmes again, hear me out. i want to dom a femme friend who's never topped before into fucking my cunt, laying down on the edge of my bed and telling her that there's nothing she could do that i couldn't handle.
"i'm tough, remember? if i'm going to give you a lesson on how to fuck, i have to see where we're starting from right? so stand between my thighs and just think about it first, you don't even have to take your cock out yet, just grind your bulge against mine while you imagine the heat of my walls around you. don't think."
she'd be too hesitant for my liking, shyly nudging up against me so i'd lock my legs behind her back, forcing her to press her hard cock against my fat cunt as the fabric separating us dampens. she'd flush, and i'd grab her hands to prevent her from trying to hide, pressing them into my thighs as i lean up into her to place a hand around her throat.
"i said, don't. think. you don't need to, baby girl, you just need to let your pretty cock make the decisions for you. i'm your friend, i wouldn't lie to you. you trust me, right? so close your eyes, brace yourself with your hands around my head, and envision yourself inside my cunt as you grind against me. if i think you're doing a good job, then we can try it with clothes off. go for it, baby girl, show me what this gorgeous body can do."
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