#uesugi kenshin smut

[writingwhimsey]

could you do the 10th prompt with keshin. Hope you can do it, and thank you

Thank you for the request and for enjoying my writing. I hope you and everyone else enjoys this Kenshin smut.

Smut Is In the Air Event

Suitor: ikesen Kenshin

Prompt: "Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you."

NSFW 18+ content

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I sat in the main hall of Kasugayama, attending another banquet with my beloved and all of our friends. We were in a loose circle all together sharing food and drink and lots of laughs. “Allow me to pour you another cup, beautiful goddess.” Shingen spoke to me, holding up the bottle of sake.

“I appreciate the gesture…” I began, but was interrupted by Kenshin taking the bottle from Shingen and then pouring sake into my cup.

“I’ll be the only one pouring for her.” Kenshin said. “Go find some other goddess. This one is mine.”

I felt my cheeks redden, but I also couldn’t help but to smile. Kenshin got jealous so easily sometimes. “You know Kenshin, you’re the only man for me. It doesn’t matter how anyone else flirts.” I assured him.

“I know.” Kenshin replied. “But HE needs to stop it.”

Shingen chuckled. “I know when a goddess is unavailable.” He said. “I can appreciate basking in her presence without having to take anything from you.”

Kenshin put an arm around my waist and pulled me closer all while glaring at Shingen. “Next time you flirt with her, I will kill you.”

“Can’t have one day go by without Lord Kenshin threatening someone.” Sasuke said.

“Well, it would help if Lord Shingen would stop flirting.” Yukimura replied.

We all spent the evening talking and joking together, sharing laughter. Shingen threw out a few more flirty lines here and there…and Kenshin threatened to kill him, actually pulled his sword out a time or two.

“That’s ten KU in less than an hour.” Sasuke murmured, causing me to laugh as I calmed Kenshin down and got him to put his sword away.

“I still can’t believe you turned it into a measurement.” I told Sasuke, being the only one to understand his joke.

“It is for my scientific research.” Sasuke replied matter-of-factly. “Also helps me to keep picturing myself in a movie.”

“Our lives would be an interesting movie for certain.” I agreed.

“Mo-vie?” The others asked in unison.

“It’s kind of like a play.” I explained.

“But recorded to be enjoyed again and again.” Sasuke added.

We all talked a while longer as the party went on before Kenshin was declaring he;d had enough for the night. He stood up and held his hand out for me. I smiled as I placed my hand in his and then bid everyone a good night.

Shingen grinned at me over his sake cup. “Enjoy your evening, goddess.”

There was something in the look in his eyes, suggesting he knew something was coming and I found myself blushing in embarrassment. I turned my gaze to focus on Kenshin who’s shoulders were almost stiff as we walked.

“Kenshin…” I began trying to find out what was the matter.

Before I could get anything other than his name out. Kenshin was whirling around and scooping me up into his arms, his lips were on mine in a passionate kiss. “Mmm…” I moaned into the kiss, despite the fact that we had just barely left the prying eyes and ears of the rest of the castle.

Kenshin broke the kiss, his emerald and sapphire gaze burning and filling me with a passionate heat. “I’m sorry.” He murmured. “But I can’t help myself.” He was then carrying me down the hall, all the way to our shared bedroom, pepper kisses on my face and neck.

When we finally made it to our room, Kenshin was laying me down on the futon and climbing over me, his hungry lips descending upon me as his hands moved to the obi at my waist, deftly untying it to open my kimono and expose my skin to his affectionate fingers and roving gaze.

“You are always so beautiful.” He murmured as his lips trailed along my jaw and then down the side of my neck. His kisses soon came with a stinging pleasure, letting me know there would be red marks blooming across my skin soon.

Kenshin continued to trail his kisses down my body, kissing my collar bones, and I soon felt his tongue come out to play as soon as he reached my breasts. “Hmm…Kenshin…” I moaned as I arched into him, my body seeking to be closer to his.

“Yes, come undone for me.” Kenshin told me as he slid his hands to my hips, his lips continuing their journey down the front of my body. He was soon parting my thighs, his head dipping down and his tongue coming out to play with my sensitive bud, sending white hot heat spiking through me.

“Ah…Kenshin…” I moaned, my back arching.

Kenshin continued to stimulate me, his tongue twisting and moving in ways I didn’t think possible. Each stroke of his tongue sent another shock of pleasure through me, building until I was seeing stars as my release barrelled through me.

“Kenshin!” I cried out.

Kenshin continued to pleasure me, bringing me to release after release and denying himself his own. “K-ken…shin…” I said as I breathlessly came down from another high, Kenshin slowly kissing up the front of my body.

“I love the way you look, writhing beneath me.” Kenshin said between kisses to my body before his face was resting over mine. He positioned himself between my legs, slowly slipping inside.

“Hah…Kenshin…y-you’re…insatiable tonight.” I said, breathless as I wrapped my trembling arms and legs around him.

Kenshin kissed my brow. “I’m sorry…I can’t help myself.” He said. “When I see what you share with him…things that I’ll never be able to share with you…it makes me want to share in the thing you share with only me.”

“Kenshin…” I looked up at him questioningly. I was used to Shingen’s flirting by this point and I thought Kenshin had even mostly grown numb to it. He became easier to settle down now. “There’s nothing I share with Shingen…”

“Not him.” Kenshin replied. “Sasuke…you are both from the same time. A time I will never see.”

I lifted my hand to rest on his cheek. “None of that matters. My heart is yours Kenshin…as is the rest of me.”

Kenshin turned his head to kiss the palm of my hand. “As I am yours.” He replied. “Which is why I feel such strong jealousy and desire all mixed up when it comes to you…I’m sorry.”

I smiled up at him. “I don’t mind.” I replied. “Especially when it results with you loving me so well…jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.”

Kenshin smiled at me. “You indulge me too much, my love.” He told me before capturing my lips and beginning to thrust into me, continuing our long night of pleasure.

[ikeromantic]

Kenshin - Heat 🥵

for @scruffymctee This one is quite spicy. A little hotter than I intended when I sat down to write xD Approx. 1400 words of some very NSFW time with Kenshin.

Kenshin found Mai in the garden. He watched her from the castle eaves as she walked along the garden paths, checking on the new plants. Only a few months ago, this space was reduced to sand and rock. The casualty of a - a misunderstanding. Kenshin still felt a slight wobble in his gut as he thought about her getting hurt, but he understood now. 

There were days when he still wanted to wrap her in soft blankets and lock her away in a place nothing could touch her. Well, nothing but him. He loved her too much to put her beyond his reach, and she made clear she wasn’t having it anyway. Kenshin smiled, remembering her fierce love. 

She noticed him in that same moment and smiled back. “Did you finish your work for the day?”

“I did.” He stepped fully into the garden. The afternoon sun was warm, a golden heat that seeped into him as he moved from shade into the light. 

Mai gestured to the flowerbeds. “I’ll be done here soon. Then, if you want, maybe we can have dinner together?”

Kenshin nodded. As if that was even a question. Of course they would have dinner together. “You could come with me now. There are servants to care for the gardens.You don’t need to do this on your own.”

“I know.” She gave a soft laugh. “But I like seeing them grow and feeling like I had a hand in it. Besides, I kind of feel like this is my garden now. Destroyed and rebuilt all because of me.” 

“Then I should help too.” He moved to stand beside her, his gaze flitting from the seedlings to his love and back again. “What are we doing?”

Mai pointed to the soil. “I’m making sure it’s aerated and that they have enough water.” She handed him a small stick with three pointy ends. “Here, you can poke and I’ll water.”

They spent the next several minutes moving slowly along the flowerbeds. Kenshin didn’t think he would like such work, but doing it alongside Mai made all the difference. He could smell her light perfume, and watch the tumble of her hair as she bent forward over the plants. Sometimes, their arms or hips would brush up against each other, sending a pleasant electric tension curling through him. 

At the end of the flowerbed, where the path curved along an inner wall, she stopped. There was a bench here and Mai sat down on it with a happy sigh. “I think that’s all of them.”

Kenshin sat beside her, his eyes drawn to her face in profile. The line of her nose, the curve of her lips. He found himself still in awe of her. Of this - a life he’d never expected and did not deserve. She’d taken the broken pieces of him and helped him put them back together. There was no term of endearment, no words that could encompass how he felt about her.

“Hm? Do I have something on my face?” Mai rubbed at her cheek. 

She was so adorable that he couldn’t help himself. Kenshin hugged her, pulling her up onto his lap so that he could hold her more tightly. He nuzzled her neck, and kissed the spot beneath her ear.

Mai squirmed and giggled. “Hey! What’s this all of the sudden?”

“It’s not sudden.” He tilted his head to regard her. “I wanted to kiss you since the moment I saw you.”

Her cheeks flushed with heat, and she glanced down, suddenly embarrassed. “I - you know, you can’t just go saying things like that to a girl. It does things to my heart.”

“Good things?” He kissed the edge of her jaw. 

“Yeah.” She sighed happily and turned her face back to him, presenting her perfectly kissable mouth.

Kenshin took the invitation. His lips met hers with hunger. A desperation for her touch, for her body, that could never be satiated. It was a bonfire in his soul that burned for her every moment of every day. And when he could finally have what he desired, it only added fuel to that fire. 

Mai gasped at the intensity of his kiss, but did not shy away. Her need for him met his own. Her hands ran along his shoulders, down his upper back. Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging, demanding.

He gave her all that he was with his lips and tongue. His hand slipped beneath her kimono and up her thigh, caressing her. He brushed the edge of her soft mound, barely hidden beneath the linen she wore under her clothes. 

That was when she did pull back, her eyes wide. “Kenshin! Not in the garden. What if someone sees? Or hears us?”

Kenshin’s lips curved up in a small, certain smile. “No one will interrupt. And I do not care what they hear.” 

This seemed to satisfy Mai’s moment of worry. She wiggled in his lap until her legs draped around his hips, leaning in to kiss him again.

He took the invitation and let his hand slip higher still, fingers delving into her depths. Heat and silk met his touch as he sought the little bead of her pleasure. Her gasp told him when he’d found it. His world shrunk to the fire of her lips and the pleasure he stoked with the strumming of his fingers below. The feel of her rocking against him, the breathy moans he devoured with his kisses. 

She called his name and cried out for god, made wordless, desperate sounds as he drew her on and out. His long, slim fingers curled inside her, thrusting in, sliding slowly out as she gripped him. All the while, his thumb stroked a rhythm on that hard little pearl. 

Kenshin felt her arch and tense, then came the tremors of her pleasure. He kissed her, his tongue plunging as deep into her mouth as his fingers did below. It was as if he sank into her, drowning in her pleasure, in this one perfect blaze of heat and passion. But he wanted more. Would have more. 

The linen undergarments tore easily as he pulled them away. Mai pushed his own clothes out of her way, as eager for what came next as he. “I love you,” he said hoarsely, his voice straining with desire and a passion too big for his heart to encompass. 

“I know,” Mai breathed. And then she sank down onto him and he lost himself in her. The heat between her legs, the softness of her breasts, her mouth on his. Every stroke sent a jolt of pleasure up his spine as she rode him. Her pace was slow, as taunting as his fingers had been only moments before. 

Kenshin ached for release, but she denied him, drawing him out as he had her. But he was not so patient in seeking his own pleasure. He stood and in one step had her pressed back against the garden wall. 

Mai laughed softly and then moaned as he took advantage of the new position. Her hands gripped his shoulders, holding to him as he impaled himself with brash, eager thrusts, taking care to run the length of his cock against her bead of pleasure. It made every motion a torment of sensation. Filled with him, jolted by that hard length caressing her most sensitive spot. She trembled, her hips arching to meet him. 

He felt her rising tension, the edge of another climax, one he would meet with his own. Kenshin buried his face between her breasts, kissing and licking the inner slopes, his lips seeking the hard points of her nipples as he nudged aside the frustrating fabric of her clothes. 

Pleasure, when it came, hit him with a blinding intensity. Between one thrust and the next, his body came alive with heat. A roaring fire that burned through him into her. His body shook with it, his back arched. He muffled the breathy groan against her chest as she curled against him, shuddering in her own pleasure. 

Exhausted and soaked with sweat, Kenshin leaned against her, his hands braced on the wall. 

“We need a bath,” Mai breathed. “Gardening is dirty work.”

Kenshin laughed softly. “Well worth it.” He kissed her gently, savoring her mouth. Perhaps they could stay here for a bit longer, he thought. His legs shook a bit but there was still the bench . . .

Mai broke the kiss to give him a warning look. “Don’t even think about it. If we’re going for another round, it is going to be after I get clean.” 

“Then we should hurry to the bath.” He let her to the ground slowly, already missing the feel of her in his arms. 

[lorei-wrote]

Ikemen Sengoku - HC

* - HCs/series with this symbol by the title have had their trigger warning lists updated in co-operation with readers via this survey. The other works may lack certain (all) trigger warnings. all = all suitors available at the time of posting the work

Warlords

Truth Serum: (all warlords)

*Warlords & Summer: (all warlords)

*Warlords having “THE TALK”: (all warlords, minus Motonari and Keiji)

*Warlords reacting to pornbot siege: (all warlords)

Reacting to ff about themselves: (all warlords)

Modern things the warlords would appreciate (all warlords, excluding Kennyo)

What if IkeSen was a Disney movie and ONLY Kenshin wouldn’t sing.

*HC: Bunnies at Work - Kenshin

*x Witch!MC:

Nobunaga Oda + visualisation of MC

Masamune Date

Behind the scenes: Masamune & Nobunaga

Mitsuhide Akechi

Ieyasu Tokugawa (+visualisation of MC in the notes) 

Behind the scenes: Ieyasu & Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

Mitsunari Ishida

Behind the scenes: Hideyoshi & Mitsunari

Kenshin Uesugi

Shingen Takeda

Behind the scenes: Shingen & Kenshin

Yukimura Sanada

Sasuke Sarutobi

Behind the scenes: Yukimura & Sasuke

*The way meeting her changed him… :

Masamune & Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi & Mitsunari

Kennyo & Kyubei

Kenshin & Shingen

* Modern AU Boyfriend:

Mitsuhide

Shingen

Kenshin

Family AU:

Mitsuhide

Hideyoshi

Masamune; Masamune ft. Shogetsu

Kenshin  

If he were to be a parent:

 Masamune

Coming to the future: 

Masamune

Finding the guide:

Mitsuhide, Masamune, Kenshin

Modern AU

Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari

Kenshin & Shingen +mentioned Yukimura

Nobunaga, Mitsuhide

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MC

*MC with/who is...:

Insecure about her body: Kanetsugu

a Chinese contortionist: Nobunaga & Kenshin

Innocent / Kind: Kenshin & Hideyoshi

Insecure about having small breasts: Masamune, Mitsuhide & Kenshin

Very Serious about Pinky Promises: Masamune & Kenshin

Fear of Needles: Masamune & Shingen

Sensory Sensitivity - Food: Masamune

Attention Deficit Disorder: Mitsuhide

Atopic Dermatitis: Masamune, Kenshin, Hideyoshi

Apathetic / Depressed: Masamune, Nobunaga, Ieyasu

Physically Strong: Masamune & Shingen

Loves tuba: Nobunaga, Ieyasu, Shingen,Mitsunari

Conflicted about her passion (swimming): Masamune

Finally snaps: Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Nobunaga

A prosthetic leg, threatening to boink warlords with it (crack): all warlords, Kennyo excluded

Experiences linguistic brain lags: Nobunaga, Masamune, Yukimura, Shingen

Traumatized after a battle: Masamune, Mitsuhide, Nobunaga

Polish: Hideyoshi, Masamune

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*OTP Prompts

Nobunaga

*Who is not afraid to embarrass the other in public?

Mitsunari

*Who finds stray animals and begs the other to let them keep them?

Ieyasu

*Who has trouble sleeping alone?

Kenshin

*Who says “I love you” more?

Yukimura

*Who finds it impossible to stay angry at the other for long?

*Who fusses over takes care of the other when they get ill?

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*Emoji Prompts

Prompts developed in the same post were grouped together.

Mitsuhide

❣️ What makes them blush (...)? 🎇 Are the feelings they have like a whirlwind (...)? 💐 Do they enjoy giving compliments (...)?

🌼 How do they view their significant other? 🌻 Will they do anything for their s/o? 🤧 How far will they go to take care of their sick s/o?

💕 Their future goals in a relationship? 🥰 How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o? 💋 How do they kiss?

Masamune

❣️ What makes them blush? 🎁 What gift would they get their s/o? 💋 How do they kiss?

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NSFW Alphabet

Mitsuhide Akechi (C, F, R, W) (D, E, L, M, V, Z)

Masamune Date  A-Z 

 Kenshin Uesugi (A, F, M, S, X, Y) (C, I, K, J, P, V)

Shingen Takeda (D, J, K) 

Yukimura Sanada (E, I, K, M)

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*Smut Alphabet

Masamune Date (A-Z)

Kenshin Uesugi (A, T, X)

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Fluff Alphabet

Nobunaga Oda (W, Q, L, K)

Mitsuhide Akechi ( A, F, K, M, O, R, Z)

Ieyasu Tokugawa (B, F, K, P, V, W, X)

Masamune Date (E, J, O, T, S, Y)

Shingen Takeda (A, S, E)

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IkeSen Thoughts Playlist (Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari, Masamune, Kenshin, Shingen, Kennyo)

[morverenmaybewrites]

Fr tho I ask becuase i want to know more abt your taste, becuase there are many type of yandere and so many level how their obsessive can be. What I cannot expect is you(the ultimate sfw person) said you want to see them in this au.

Huh, to be honest, I don't know, anon! I dont go out of my way to seek yandere content most of the time. Some days, I'll avoid it, some days I'll just gobble it up. So my tastes aren't as...curated, I guess? I didn't even know there are types and levels for yandere. I'll probably have to look up to see what these are. So far, the three things I like are about yanderes are a quiet sort of intensity? (See: Kenshin Uesugi from Ikemen Sengoku). The kind who almost pull off being normal, but you can see the madness behind their eyes. The second thing I like is the tragedy. Because, yes, of course your abandonment issues mean you can lock up the one you love so they'll never leave you, honey. That's exactly what the therapist ordered. I am seated, I am here for it (see also: Kenshin Uesugi from Ikemen Sengoku). To quote Frankenstein's monsters: "Misery has made me a fiend." And the third thing, is the moral quandary. There is something so deliciously dark (or darkly delicious) about a yandere who knows that what they're doing is wrong but choose to do it anyway. I love a yandere who will see their poison for what it is and drink it to the last bitter drop, who dares to take a bite of forbidden fruit, knowing that it would banish them from the Garden of Eden, who will walk into the conflagration, eyes wide open, not caring that it will burn them to ash. (For you, for you, all for you.)

So...I guess that's my yandere type? I don't quite know if it fits into any categories though! Thanks for asking, though, anon! This gave me...a lot of things to think about.

Also "Ultimate SFW person"😂. Smut just either bores me or makes me uncomfortable 90% of the time. I'm not quite sure if that makes me SFW, but the impression people have of me makes me laugh.

[crazyfreckledginger]

can you please do an A - Z kenshin I would love that A////A

A/N: Hope you like it!

Warning: smutty smut smut and floof

A = Aftercare

He’s such a sweet precious boy, for himself, he needs to cuddle you for at least a few hours if you decided to have sex during the day – even if it’s before bed, he needs a few hours in the morning to hold you before having to go for his duties (let’s be honest, if it was up to him he would be holding you in his arms forever). Kenshin also regularly asks you if you are okay, how you’re feeling, and if you need anything. If you do, he won’t hesitate to do what you ask immediately. 

B = Body Part

Kenshin adores your cheeks because they convey explicitly when you’re blushing and embarrassed and it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen on you. He is so fond of nuzzling, kissing your cheeks, caressing them, the whole thing, he finds it incredibly domestic.

On himself, he likes his eyes because he could never be able to see that soft look you give him when you stare at him, his heart swells every time. Plus he knows how much you like his contrasting coloured eyes.

C = Cum

He’s pretty clean most of the time so he prefers cumming inside of you, and the thought of having children with you overjoys him. However, when he’s in a really kinky mood, he would definitely release on your body, anywhere.

D = Dirty Secret

It’s not a dirty secret but he would never tell you because it makes him incredibly shy, but in the mornings – any morning actually, sex or not – he makes sure he’s awake before you so he can see your beautiful sleeping face. He could watch it for hours but unfortunately, he has duties to carry out. 

E = Experience

He’s not as experienced as you thought he would be initially with all the attention he brings – even though he’s intimidating to everyone. Kenshin knows the basics, he would never be like that ‘gross’ Shingen, using an excuse of knowing the best ways to make “women fall apart completely below you” (I’m sorry Shingen I love you T-T).

The Dragon feels that sex is more intimate and he would only have sex if he really needs to, so when it does happen, he’d do it with someone and get it over with it quickly. Although he still makes sure his partner for the night is also satisfied which is where he picked this kind of stuff up.

F = Favourite Position

Definitely a position where he can see your face. His absolute favourite is missionary because when you’ re done, he collapses on you – making sure it won’t hurt you – and placing his cheek against your chest and listening to your rapid heartbeat.

G = Goofy

He’s not goofy, he takes your pleasure seriously. Plus it’s pretty intimate so it makes him a little shy.

H = Hair

Neat and well groomed.

I = Intimacy

Very very intimate all the time every time.

J = Jerk Off

If it’s not you doing it it’s not worth it ;)

K = Kink

Lowkey has a sub kink, he wants to see you ‘try’ and use him to get yourself off because he finds it so cute and attractive. So he’d like to be a power sub basically.

L = Location

In the bedroom, or in semi-private places in general where there is a very low chance of getting caught, he doesn’t want anyone else seeing you in such a vulnerable situation – in his opinion.

M = Motivation

You, you, youuuuuuuuuu

N = No

Hurting you or having to have full control of what happens, he doesn’t trust himself with you even though you know he should be.

O = Oral

He prefers giving because he loves how you squirm under him, the effect he has on you is such a turn on with him.

P = Pace

He’s goes pretty quickly ‘by default’ but if you want it to be more romantic, he’ll go slower for you.

Q = Quickies

No, if you guys have sex, he wants to savour you fully.

R = Risky

Risky in experimenting? Yes as long it’s it’s appropriate, in terms of taking risks in terms of where it happens? Not really, there is always a pattern and it’s away from prying eyes.

S = Stamina

He has decent stamina, for three or four rounds, though that doesn’t dictate how long you guys go for, it’s entirely up to you despite your protests at how selfless he can be. 

T = Toy

No, he wouldn’t feel confident if a toy pleasured you better than he did.

U = Unfair

He’s not the most cruel person when it comes to teasing but he would definitely be unfair sometimes just to see you on edge, but it wouldn’t last too long because he can’t resist you and doesn’t want it to be too unpleasant for you either. Kenshin is too soft for your own good basically.

He doesn’t like being teased though, at all, at first he would find it a little amusing but then oof, you’re going to have a gooooood night.

V = Volume

Pretty loud when he’s tired, still loud normally lol.

W = Wildcard

Not really, he doesn’t want to scare you, but over time, he does become a little wild!

X = X-Ray

Average girth, just above average length.

Y = Yearning

His sex drive is fairly high but he’s very good at controlling it, until you tease him.

Z = ZZZ

He’s a little tired, on long days he will fall asleep very quickly. Sometimes it’s adorable because he wants to make sure you fall asleep before him so he can make sure everything is okay but he’s also slowly falling asleep. So his eyes just flutter open and closed as he watches you, looking like a puppy trying to stay awake and it makes your heart melt. When he’s unable to stay awake, you kiss him on the nose and snuggle closer.

And yes, he does subconsciously scrunch his nose up in response.

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Marked Head to Toe (Kenshin Uesugi x Reader)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Kenshin Uesugi x Reader

Prompt: Biting/Marking | Hair pulling

Warning: Oral sex (female receiving) | Smut! Minors DNI!!!🔞

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 1,785

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       Your hands were steady as you poured the sake, completely at odds with the way you felt inside as you handed the cup to your lover. His grip on your hip tightened appreciatively in response, petting sensually over the curve of your body as his long fingers accepted the cup with a meaningful brush of skin against skin. 

       “Thank you, my angel,” Kenshin whispered softly in your ear, his lips brushing the shell, and you couldn’t hide your shiver, unintentionally sliding further into his lap as you curled into him. 

       Like everyone else at the banquet, your husband was deep into his cups. However, unlike his men who had long since collapsed in various not-so-dignified positions, Kenshin still held out his cup to you for more. The only indicator that the alcohol was affecting him at all was the tipsy blush dusting his cheeks, his clouded mismatched eyes staring down at you in his lap with unabashed adoration. 

       You’d started out sitting next to him, but his arm had quickly looped itself around your waist, tugging you closer until you were seated in your rightful place on his thigh. Shingen had chuckled, the ghost of a fond smile crossing Sasuke’s lips, and Yukimura had just grumbled something along the lines of how grossly affectionate the two of you were before emptying a sake bottle. What could you do though? Kenshins’s grip was unyielding and it wasn’t like you disliked being in his lap…

       It was easy to put up with the momentary embarrassment of your husband being so affectionate with you in front of so many people. It wasn’t easy, however, to act like you weren’t affected when he started to tease you, his hands beginning to wander and his lips becoming more adventurous. Each playful lick of his tongue and squeeze of your ass or thigh chipped away at your composure, your control fraying under his subtle ministrations. 

       It was at the point now that if he didn’t take responsibility for what he was doing to you soon, you were probably going to push him down and have your way with him, regardless of who was still lucid enough to witness. He would probably enjoy that though, wouldn’t he? Yes. Yes, he would.

       “Are you getting tired?” came his questioning purr, your heart jumping at the pleasant vibration it sent down your spine. Fingers danced across the collar of your kimono. 

       A quick glance towards your company found that Shingen wasn’t paying attention to the two of you, talking to Yukimura who looked less than pleased as his lord demanded sweets to go along with his sake. Sasuke seemed to have disappeared somewhere without your notice, but you didn’t care to pursue where he’d gone as Kenshin’s lips brushed your nape, drawing your attention back to him. 

       Swallowing, you shook your head, leaning back against his shoulder to look at him. His blue-green gaze swirled with warmth as they met yours, relishing the quiet desperation he saw in your expression. He had you right where he wanted you, pliant and aching for him. Pulling you back against him hard, he made sure you could feel the erection bulging in his hakama as he started grinding it against your behind. 

       A soft mewl rose in your throat, lips parting in a pretty ‘o’ as a long finger slipped beneath your collar and tugged it down to expose the space you knew to be marked with a dark hickey, one of the many that dotted your body, courtesy of your husband. 

       “Kenshin!” you gasped, his appreciative gaze flicking away from the mark. Your hand grasped his, your fingers knitting through his own as you arched your back and gave him a soft roll of your hips, answering his grinds.

       The already thin thread of his control nearly snapped right there and then. The way you looked at him, the way your body moved so invitingly against him, he needed to be inside of you and he couldn’t wait a second longer. 

       A growl ripped from his throat, the sound low and deep and powerful, and suddenly you were on your feet as he yanked you up with him. 

       “Off to your love nest already?” Shingen asked as you passed, reclining on an armrest. The look on his face told you he knew exactly what was happening.

       Kenshin didn’t bother responding, brushing past them as he half-dragged, half-carried you out of the banquet hall. You heard the other man’s laughter through the sliding door as it slammed shut behind you. 

       The walk to your shared room was a blur of painted doors and your feet slipping over the dark wood of the floor, your body overly aware of the male form pressing into your side. Neither of you bothered to say anything, both already knowing exactly where you were going and what was going to happen when you got there.

       You didn’t realize you’d reached your destination until you were flung onto a soft futon, landing with a gasp as all the air left your lungs. A second later a warm body covered yours, Kenshin’s hands reaching for your clothes at the same time yours reached for his. The layers separating the two of you suddenly felt suffocating, the need to feel his bare skin beneath your fingers, to trace each scar you knew by heart, burning away the last of your patience and restraint. 

       You sighed in relief when his bare body met yours, settling perfectly in the cradle of your hips as you wrapped your arms around him and welcomed him into your embrace with a kiss to his jaw. 

       For every measure of gentleness you bestowed upon him, he responded with ferocity in kind. His fingers dove into your hair, tangling in the strands as he wrenched your head back and exposed your neck to him. “Kenshin,” you moaned as hot lips descended on your skin, sucking new marks into your neck and shoulder and refreshing those he deemed too faded.

       You expected him to skip the foreplay, to take you without another moment to waste, but he started to move down instead, lips shifting from your throat to your collarbone to your breasts and further. Looking down at him, your brows furrowed questioningly but your husband only smiled into your flesh, the lustful spark in his eye not so dissimilar to that which appeared there when he was on the battlefield. “Every bit of you is mine,” he breathed. And just like during battle, he had every intention to dominate, but not before he laid claim to every inch of you.

       Dark love bites decorated your skin as he passed, paying special attention to the spot above your heart. “Oh!” you sighed, arching as his mouth closed around one of your nipples. His tongue swirled around the hardened nub before paying the same attention to its twin, biting and suckling until they were both red and pulsing. Your hands grasped the futon beneath you, fisting in its softness as he continued his descent to your stomach. 

       The tone and hunger of his territorial display changed when he reached your navel, kissing the spot just beneath it with such tenderness that you didn’t miss the implication. Your head shot up, leaning up on your elbows to peer down at him with wide eyes, but Kenshin only chuckled, placing a quick kiss to your hip bone as his hands smoothed over your thighs. A shiver wracked your form as cool air hit your core, blue and green eyes settling on your glistening folds as he shifted lower, his face finally looming over your mound.

       “Kenshin, wai-mmh!” Any sort of conversation about what he’d just signaled would have to wait. His mouth descended on you ravenously, teeth scraping your clit and lips suctioning hard around the sensitive bud. Your hands flew to his hair, fisting in the blonde strands as he licked up your arousal.

       “Hah...Oh!” Your eyes shut tight, head falling back, as his tongue circled your entrance, teasing the fluttering hole. Trembling thighs closed around his head, encouraged by the fingers drawing light circles into your hips. Kenshin only pushed his face harder against your cunt, making you arch and scream as he mouthed and slurped at you like it was his last meal. 

       “Mmm, yes!” you mewled, writhing as his tongue slipped inside of you. “R-Right there! It’s so good!” 

       “Mmm, there?” Your hands tugged harder at his hair and he enjoyed every bit of the minuscule pain it brought, spurred on by your praise. His nose brushed your clit with each flex and flick of his tongue into your depths, the contented grunts and moans he made only heightening your pleasure as the sound vibrated through your sensitive folds.

       The coil in your belly was steadily tightening, stars dancing across your lust-clouded vision as you peered down at him. Kenshin could feel your oncoming climax as well, noting the tell-tale contracting of your walls as more of your ambrosia seeped from your depths, and his teeth nipped viciously at your soft flesh, hungry for the feeling of you cumming on his tongue. 

       “Please, please, don’t stop, don’t stop,” you mewled, bucking your hips into his face as your pleasure loomed higher. His smirk curled against your pussy, your juices dripping down his chin. He couldn’t stop now if he wanted to, drunk on your taste and desperately thirsting for more. The movement of his hips, grinding his weeping cock against the futon as he ate you out, only intensified his pleasure. He needed to make you feel good, to make you feel adored and wanted and pleasured until you couldn’t take it anymore.

       A swipe of his tongue and his teeth closing on your clit finally sent you over the edge, screaming his name as you gushed onto his waiting mouth. Kenshin eagerly lapped up every bit of it, eyes trained on the beautiful expression painting your features as you quaked in the throes of your orgasm. The filthy sounds of him sucking and slurping away at your release were so loud in your ears, mewls and gasps falling from your lips as he continued his feasting.

       You felt his mouth on your thigh, the side of your knee, your calf, as you came down from your climax, leaving more of his marks behind as he made good on his personal promise. 

       By morning there would be too many to cover up beneath your clothing but you didn’t care, sighing into the pleasurable heat of his mouth against your skin. He had all night to explore his territory with teeth and tongue, and he planned to make the most of it.

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Thank you for the request @our-toxic-love-things. This is the one and only Ikemen Sengoku character I have in my Kinktober line up and of them all he is my bae.

The end feels a bit rushed imo so mind that and any mistakes :)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku  Pairing: Kenshin Uesugi x Fem! Reader Word count: 3.5k+ words Warnings: 18+, Modern au, Sugar Daddy Kenshin, Established relationship, Lingerie, Pet names (Sweetheart, Princess), Light sexting, teasing, Semi-public shenanigans, Marking, Praise, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (Fem! receiving), Slight daddy kink, Slight voyeurism, Unprotected sex, Choking, Slight degrading, Cream pie

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You were getting ready for your day when you heard a knock at the door.

“Delivery for, Y/n Y/Ln.” The mail man said. Tying the belt of your robe you make your way over to answer it.

“Thank you.” You say with a smile taking the box from the worker.

Taking the package inside you walk into your room and sit on the plush bed in the center. It’s a sturdy black box with a thick black silk ribbon tied in a perfect bow and tucked under the knot is a little white card.

‘I’ll see you tonight. - K.’

It’s a gift from Kenshin.

This isn’t the first time the rich businessman has sent you a gift. When he does it can be anything from a bouquet of flowers to accessories and clothes.

He has always spoiled you, even when you tell him he doesn’t have to. That’s why you no longer live in the little studio apartment you were at when you two first met. He insisted that he moved you to a nicer place and would take care of the rent, now leaving you in a beautiful penthouse apartment with a balcony and a view of the whole city.

Kenshin has been gone for a business trip the past couple weeks, which isn’t a rare thing for him to do. Curious to see what he got you this time you carefully undo the bow. Lifting the lid you were met with red tissue paper wrapping what seemed to be an article of clothing. Pulling the floods of paper away reveals some white lingerie - his favorite color.

You pull out the beautiful lace teddy, admiring the intricate detailings of the fabric. Looking at the lingerie he got you and re-reading the note your tummy starts to flutter.

He’ll ‘see you tonight’.

Putting the box aside you grab your phone to send Kenshin a text and to your surprise he actually replies fairly quickly.

“Good Morning, Handsome.”

“Good Morning, Sweetheart.”

“I got the gift you sent me, it was a nice way to start my day.”

“Glad to hear it, did you like it?”

“I loved it! 🥰”

“Why don’t you show me how it looks. I’m sure you’re just as gorgeous as I imagined you’d be.”

“I’m afraid this is something you can only see in person.”

“Well I guess I’ll have to make it home on time. Be ready when I get there, I’ll be taking you out.”

“Where are you taking me?”

“You aren’t the only one that can keep a secret, I’ll be home by 8. Wear something sexy for me.”

You are already ahead of him.

~~~

The car Kenshin sent is on it’s way to pick you up while you’re getting yourself finished up. You spent the last two hours getting all dolled up for your man. Freshly did your hair and makeup, nothing too crazy just a simple smokey you to make your eyes pop. You get a text that the car is there to pick you up so you throw on your jacket and head for the car.

You are in the black car on the way to the restaurant Kenshin is waiting for you at. Still unaware of where your destination is, you just relax in the backseat till the driver stops and opens the door for you.

Stepping out of the car you’re escorted to the doors of a restaurant that is well known for being near impossible to get reservations at but when you’re with a powerful man like Kenshin you’d never know. Walking in you tell the woman at the front you are there to meet someone and she leads you through the main dining area to the back. She stops beside a black door and awaits your entrance.

“Mr. ​​Uesugi is waiting for you in here, if there is anything you need just press the call button.”  She said with a small smile opening the door.

“Thank you.” She nods and leaves you to enter privately.

Opening the door is like walking into a lounge rather than a restaurant. The room is much darker, in terms of both lighting and coloring. The ambiance is much more romantic than the whole of the restaurant. With a fireplace on one wall and the rest of the illumination coming from the warm dim lights around the ceiling and candles on the table.

Kenshin is relaxed on the plush leather booth, legs crossed, sake in hand. Once you walk in his attention is placed on your advancing form. Eyes scanning you up and down, a smirk curving the corner of his lips.

“Wow, this place is beautiful.” You say with a smile as he stands to greet you properly.

“Not as beautiful as you.” His hands rest on your hips and pull you in for a kiss, the first one in weeks and it shows by how hard he is holding you but he lets you go.

“Let me take your coat.” He says walking around to your back. Head peering over your shoulder, his breath on your ear, his fingers grabbing the collar as you undo the buttons. Pulling it down your arms he then folds it onto the arm of the couch.

He is then met with your outfit of choice. Along with the black blazer you had on you wore a pair of matching dress pants and the final piece is an article of clothing he is quite familiar with - the lace bodysuit he had gifted you. Turing around you take a seat on the couch in front of him, legs crossed, you look up at him with a smile.

“Aren’t you gonna sit down.”

His eyes don’t leave you when he takes his spot next to you. His arm rests on the couch behind you, knees touching, as his other hands rests on your crossed leg.

“I see you couldn’t wait to wear what I got you.”

“Why waste it by wearing it just at home and besides you said to wear something sexy, didn’t ya?” He smiles at your remark.

“That I did and like always you never disappoint.”

As you are catching him up on what he missed while he was away you can’t help how his eyes continue to wander on your body, admiring the lace against your soft skin. The soft details invite his gaze to drink you in. Following the lines that pull down the front in a deep V, the lace is barely enough to conceal your perky nipples. He unconsciously wets his lips at the thought of putting them in his mouth.

His hand that rests on your thigh absentmindedly makes light strokes up and down. Under his intense gaze you feel a warm pool beginning to burn at your core. You try to keep the conversation going but it’s becoming near to impossible as he is undressing you with his eyes so you call him on it.

“You seem to really like what I’m wearing considering you have yet to take your eyes off it.” You interrupt his gawking, bringing his attention to your eyes. Smiling he leans in closer, his fingers combing your hair back.

“Can you blame me? Afterall I am a man that has been without his woman for far too long and just so happen to be tempting my eyes.”

“Really.” You smile at his words. Uncrossing your legs you swing one over his lap to straddle his own. Your hands delicately resting on his shoulders as his are on your hips.

“In case you’ve forgotten, Princess, we aren't exactly home right now.”

“Why wait till we’re home? Is this room not private enough for you?” Your toying words make him chuckle.

“Not at all.”

With his fingers tangled in your hair he pulls you down for a deep kiss. Your tongues dance together as your hands explore eachothers bodies. You begin to undo the buttons of his black dress shirt to reveal his toned chest. Sliding your hands down you gasp when he firmly grips your ass.

It has been too long. Being parted was never easy which made the reunions that much more passionate. The moment he’d walk through the doors of the penthouse you’d be ripping each other's clothes off and doing it wherever you landed first. Be it your bedroom or the kitchen table, it didn’t matter all that did was him and his touch.

His rough calloused hands dragging along your skin was like striking a match; hot and igniting the burning desire for more. Detaching from your lips he trails his own down your exposed neck, resting your head back you let out a sigh. Moving his hands from your ass and up your arms he grabs the straps of your body suit and slowly begins pulling them down. His heterochromic gaze carves into you as he watches himself stripping you further.

Your skin tickles with the new exposure to the cold air. He runs his hands up your waist till he cups your bare breasts in his palms. You let out soft moans as he begins to pinch and twist your hardened nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Leaning forward he nips your earlobe.

“Remember where you are, Princess. I know I’m making you feel good but unless you want everyone to hear you I’d keep it down.” He says in your ear then begins sucking a trail of red marks down your neck and chest. Propping yourself up on your knees you grant him easier access to your chest.

Red and purple hickies begin to bloom on your once unmarked flesh.

“You look so beautiful like this, now everyone knows who you belong to.” You mewl at possessive words and how his teeth graze your skin. Grabbing the back of your thighs he flips you over to lay your back on the plush couch. With one leg on the couch and the other planted on the floor he continues to make his way down your body. His fingers begin to make work to the button of your pants. Sitting up he peels them off of you, lifting and wiggle your hips you assist him on his mission.

Now you are lying in the one thing he wanted to see you in the most. On full display with your arms up and legs spread you lay there open and waiting for him in the half removed lace teddy he picked specifically for you and he loves it.

“You look absolutely divine.” Before you can respond he catches your lips with his.

Caught in another passionate kiss you don’t notice the hand he wedged between your bodies till you moan into his mouth. His long digits start to rub slow circles over your clothed heat. The thin fabric, now soaked through, doesn’t give much coverage to your intimate area making his fingers able to catch some of your slick. He hums in approval at your state.

“Look at you already drenched and we’ve barely even started.” He says with a hungry smirk. His soft white locks hang over his eyes as he hovers over your face watching your expression contort in pleasure as he continues to tease your needy pussy.

“Ken, please.” You sigh.

“Shh shh. Don’t you worry about a thing Princess, Daddys got you.” He smiles at your neediness for him.

Pushing aside the wet material you moan at the direct contact of his fingers on your aching clitoris. His skilled fingers draw aggravatingly slow circles around your bud, needing more you pull him down for another kiss and begin to rock your hips for more friction but you are soon stopped by his hand pushing them down firmly.

“Nuh uh, Princess. That’s not what we do, like I said I’ve got you.”

Kenshin knows what he’s doing and he does it well. Usually he loves taking his time with your body, teasing and manipulating it till you are beyond needy. When he fucks you he wants you desperate for him, begging to be stuffed by his cock and covered in his seed - inside and out.

But tonight he is just as needy as you.

It’s been two long weeks of no physical contact. It’s hard to go three days without each other. The best solution was phone sex but even that could only curve his hunger for you for so long. When he would hear your moans through the phone speaker all he could think about was how badly he wanted to see you. To be the one making you unravel. To have you squeezing around his shaft instead of some toy. Wishing it was your lips around his cock instead of his hand.

But now he has you in front of him and he can not, will not, waste another second.

Lips locked, your breath intermingling, he inserts his middle finger into your dripping hole. Then his index. Then his ring finger. You moan into his mouth as his fingers slowly stretch you out. His fingers curl inside you, brushing against your spongy walls hitting all the right spots.

“Fuck, Kenshin.” You say breaking the kiss.

You are right where he needs you. Retracting his fingers you sigh from the sudden emptiness. With your eyes locked he licks his fingers clean, humming at your taste. He then tears the bodysuit fully off of you before spreading your legs and sitting between them.

It suddenly hits you that you’re now laying completely naked in a “private” room in the back of a fancy restaurant and it’s exhilarating. Your body is buzzing from the idea that someone could walk in at any moment while you're like this. Legs spread, ready to be devoured by the powerful man between them.

Licking his lips, one arm wrapped around one thigh the other free for him to use.

“I’ve been waiting to do this.” He says as he spreads your wet lips with his free hand. Your hips buck at the soft contact. You cover your mouth to catch the moan that ecapses your lips as he drags his hot tongue up your folds. His mouth vibrates against you.

His eyes never leave your face as he begins to hungrily lap up your arousal. Not wanting to miss a second of your pleasure he enjoys how you try to conceal your moans. His grip holds you down as you squirm against him. Your belly tightens with the combination of his prodding tongue and gentle suctions. His face moves with your hips, not daring to lose contact. He is determined to drink up every drop of your essence. Your fingers tangle in his once perfectly done hair. He groans in satisfaction at the sting of you pulling at his roots.

“Oh my god, Ken- yes.” You’re so close. The coil in your belly is wound so tightly you feel you might snap at any second. Unrelenting for your pleasure Kenshin’s movements do not stop, he actually pushes harder for it. With his lips sucking your clit he sheaths two of his fingers back into your cunt. The added stimulation was enough to bring you right over the edge.

Back arched, toes curled, fingers pulling at his hair a string of moans is muffled by your hand as you climax. Riding out your orgasm Kenshin doesn’t remove his mouth from you till you’ve relaxed back onto the couch beneath you.

“Such a good girl.” He says removing his fingers and making one final pass of his tongue through your puffy folds making you buck from the overstimulation.

Coming up between your thighs Kenshin returns to hovering above you. His slick covered fingers grip your face and pull you in for a sloppy kiss, you can taste yourself on his lips.  

“Tell me, Princess, can you take Daddy’s cock or did I wear you out too much?” He asks with a humored smirk. You shake your head tiredly.

“No, I want your cock inside me, Daddy.” The grin on his face widens at your response.

“If that’s what my Princess wants, then that’s what she gets.” He punctuates himself a final kiss before releasing your face and leans back on his knee.

You prop yourself up on your elbows as your eyes follow his hands to his belt. Undoing his buckle and pants button he makes a show of doing so. Pulling the belt from it’s loops and discarding it to the side before slowly pulling down the zipper making him sigh. You see the painful bulge in his pants pressing against the seams needing to be released. Pulling the band of his trousers down he gives his member a quick rub over his black boxer briefs. His eyes shoot to yours when he hears a small whimper come from your throat.

“You want to see my cock, don’t you?” You nod your head eagerly.

Not wanting to leave his Princess waiting he frees his erection from it’s cloth prison and there it is. In all his glory Kenshin takes his girth in his hand giving himself a few strokes, already a bead of precum is leaking from the tip - you licked your lips wishing you could taste but that can be for a different time. Right now what you need most is to have him finally inside you. Too many night were spent fucking yourself with a vibrator imagining it was him and now you finally can have him.

Lining himself up with your needy hole, his tip rubbing up and down being coated with your slick.

“You ready, Princess?” He asks, waiting for your approval.

“Yes, please.” You practically beg, borderline going crazy by how hot you feel. One orgasm in and you still don’t feel satisfied.

At the word ‘please’ Kenshin plunged into your tight core before you could cover your mouth. A loud gasp falls from your lips as he begins to pump into you, but you don’t care who hears you.

His hips snap against yours, the room echoes with your collective breaths and moans and the sound of his balls hitting your ass.

“God damn it! You’re squeezing around me perfectly.” Kenshin says, leaning down his arms resting on either side of your head. Catching your lips with his you wrap your arms and legs around his body holding him as close as you can. He drinks in your moans as he fucks into you like his life depended on it.

This is not a moment of love and passion, it’s of lust and hunger. His hips come down onto yours with bruising strength. With hard deep thrusts his tip hits your cervix with every pump.

Feeling your second release coming you begin to quickly scratch at our clit between your connected bodies. Leading yourself to pleasure, your head falls back. With his power body taking you and your fingers eagerly working your bundle of nerves, your walls begin to spasm around Kenshin’s girth as you reach your climax.

“Fuck, Princess, just like that. You’re so fucking beautiful cumming around my cock. Don’t stop touching yourself.” His gruff voice vibrates through your chest, instructing you to not stop. His praise only adds to your euphoria.

When the wave of pleasure is over Kenshin sits up, hands gripping your thighs he pistons into your abused and tired core.

“God I’m gonna cum-fuck- your pussy is so tight-guh.” His words are broken as they are being spit through gritting teeth. His movements are becoming more sporadic as his end is drawing near. At this point you can’t even control the sounds coming from your throat as you prop yourself up on your arms.

“Oh my god, Ken-baby. Fuck- cum inside me, please. I need you.” Desperate words seep from your mouth without a second thought. You just want to be filled with him. His cock and his spunk. All of it.

Your words do nothing but fuel him to pump into you faster, if that’s even possible. Leaning down, his speed not letting up, his hand wraps tightly around your throat bringing you nose to nose.

“Yeah, my dirty Princess wants me to fill her up with my cum.” He says with a growl. You nod your head as best you can with his grip around your neck. With your airway being cut off your jaw hangs open and your tongue luls out of your lips making you look like a little cock slut and he loves it.

“I’m gonna give you all my cum. Every. Last. Drop.” He says with each pump of his hips. His breath ragged and movements are skipping and stalling from his impending release.

“Take it. Take i- Ah ha.” He is cut off by his own orgasm. Keshin’s hips keep moving as he drains every drop of his seed into your cunt like he promised.

With your bodies still connected you both lay there for a moment longer, catching your breaths. Releasing his grip on your throat he cups your cheek and kisses your neck, up your cheek and to your lips.

“It’s good to be back home.”

Few I did it! I posted something 🎉 lol

If you enjoyed that feedback is always appreciated.

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mitsuhide W

Kenshin D

Leonardo O

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Have a great day! 🙇‍♀️😻

I hope you have a great day too, lovely anon!  💘

Mitsuhide

W = Wild card

- It truly does seem like the man reads your mind at times, a fact that is magnified all the more by the precision with which he knows your body

- He has your reactions cataloged in his mind, knows exactly how his breath on your neck will make you shiver, followed by a shuddering gasp at the soft touch of his lips

- He’s memorized the sound of his name as it leaves your mouth in a rush, moaning when his head is between your thighs

- His mouth never fails to make you lose your thoughts, but the steady movement of his tongue on you is unbelievably perfect

- Oh god he’s so good at it, it should be illegal

- The way you tug him in closer by the hair right before you come on his tongue is something he dreams about, will think about it all day sometimes

- Just the rub of his thumb at your wrist - right where it’s most sensitive, your pulse thumping at the pressure - breaks you, and you beg to have more of him, to feel him inside (as if he could ever deny you)

Kenshin

D = Dirty secret 

- It’s a particularly poor-kept secret (except for perhaps from Kenshin himself) but he is extremely easy when teased in public

- Easy as in, will pick you up and carry you to a more private location when you push him too far

- It honestly takes almost no effort

- With sake coursing through his veins, he reaches a point where he can’t tear his eyes off you; he’s not subtle at all and you take advantage, gaze going sultry, tugging the hem of your neckline down just a little

- His fingers clench on his cup, burn of the liquor scorching his throat as he imagines stripping you out of your offending clothing

- If you drop your lashes and smirk knowingly, that’s all he needs to jerkily stand and drag you out of the room with him, not even bothering to make it all the way back to your shared room before ducking down an empty hallway and throwing you up against the wall

- Parting your thighs with his own, greedy hands stealing your words away as he finally touches your skin, teeth working sharply at your neck

- Absolutely everyone knows you’re going to get railed and nobody is surprised by the marks on you the next day

Leo

O = Oral 

- Wow, he is nothing short of a master at making you come, at teasing you while bringing you pleasure

- A skill that he takes great pride in

- It’s almost absurd just how incredible he feels on you, inside you, thick fingers stretching you open; lips alternating between rubbing so gently and driving you mad with smug words

- He loves to watch as well, heat of his keen gaze burning you with its intensity, missing none of your reactions

- Fingers circling slow at that spot inside, crooning low about how he can feel how much your body loves him, his voice as intoxicating as his touch

- Whispering nonsense as you tighten up slowly, telling you that he knows this means you’re close

- He’s absolutely correct

- Literally obsessed with being inside you when your orgasm hits, moaning on you; the clenching of your body wrapped tight around his fingertips making his cock twitch

- After, he’ll lick you until you push his head away, dragging it out for long, agonizing moments

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Bonding a Mate

Fandom: Ikémen Sengoku Suitor: Kenshin Uesugi Author: @otome-smut-queen Tags: Dubcon, ABO, smut, breeding, bondage, modern AU, NSFW, impregnation, Alpha/Omega

Mai wrinkled her nose as the stench of Alpha flooded the room. She had come to her friend’s bar to escape the coupling going off back at her house, though she was still doubtful that Hideyoshi even knew that she wasn’t in the house after causing a problem at work with her post-heat pheromones. Despite working for Nobunaga Oda for several years, she had been able to hide her true secondary nature from all of the high-level management she worked as a personal assistant to. Until the previous month when she had her first full-blown heat and had been unable to do anything except try to sate herself in bed. Now she was dealing with the usual bull that came with Alphas trying to tell her that she wasn’t capable at her job and she should just ‘settle down’ and let someone else have her job who could provide for their family that way. It made her angry. The only saving grace was the part where her boss didn’t care about her secondary gender. He only cared for the quality of her work, which only suffered when toxic Alpha managers would suddenly come up to the CEO and Director floor to tell Mai about why they should be dating. He had issued a company-wide directive that afternoon after she had been pinned in the corridor and intimidated, Mai was not to be approached unless they were willing to risk their jobs. It was likely to go unnoticed until Nobunaga fired someone for that reason, but she was glad her boss had faith in her still.

She groaned and necked back the remainder of her rum and coke. If the Alpha group were anything like those at her workplace, then she would be better off going home now.

Then Kanetsugu grabbed her hand, stopping her from leaving the bar. His silvery hair usually framed an icy pair of purple eyes, but he wasn’t looking at her with them for once. The bar dropped a few drops very swiftly, making her shiver before the sound of Kenshin’s footsteps broke the spell that Kanetsugu had weaved over her body’s inability to move. She swallowed nervously as Kenshin’s hand replaced Kanetsugu’s on her forearm. Then she was led down the bar, her arm lifted over the pumps and tills as the room watched the display of dominance silently. Mai didn’t dare to look over her shoulder as they reached the end of the bar, and the door to the employee-only area was opened by Kenshin. He scoffed loudly and pushed Mai through first. She caught a glimpse of a group of Alphas, probably the same group that she had smelled entering the bar, and they had been positioning themselves to make a move on her from their positions in the room. She swallowed nervously, looking up at her friend and waiting for the explanation. She trembled slightly, not because she was scared of Kenshin, but because she was so angry that strange Alphas thought they had the right to do as they pleased to her.

“I’m so weak, this is disgusting,” she scoffed, before Kenshin wrapped her up in his arms, stroking her hair out of her face.

“You need to be more aware of your surroundings. You smell of Omega right now,” he commented sharply, rubbing her back to help soothe her. He was also pumping out his scent, designed to calm down any distressed Omega and make them pliable to his commands. “I’m taking you back to my place. You’ll hold on tight to me on the back of my bike,” he instructed, already manoeuvring Mai through to the staff room where he picked up his motorcycle helmet and a spare one he kept at work for these occasions. Not that Mai thought anything of his actions, her body reacting like a puppet on strings as Kenshin gently pushed the helmet onto her head and helped secure it before the two were on the bike and speeding off through the city’s streets. The streetlamps twinkled as they zipped through the corners, Mai holding on firmly to Kenshins’ waist as he had told her to. She was only in jeans and a blouse since she hadn’t been able to get changed before escaping out of her house several hours before, but she melded herself to the Alpha to protect herself from falling off.

It had been a while since she had been at Kenshin’s apartment. A modern, top floor, two-bedroomed home with every gadget possible it seemed as Mai put the helmet down on the sideboard next to Kenshin’s. He watched her silently, waiting to see what she did while guarding the front door so there was no escape for her.

She stretched her arms out, rolling her shoulders to release the tension as she looked out over the Kyoto skyline. There was something beautiful and memorising about the scene as she gazed out of the window. Kenshin purposefully pumped out his scent, keeping her pliable as his arms slid around her from behind, holding her body against his. She groaned softly as his lips brushed her neck, her head tilting to the side to give him plenty of access. Her eyes fluttered shut as his lips kissed up to her jaw, a soft growl down her ear sending shivers down her spine as Kenshin felt her ass push back against his hips. He smirked to himself as he turned her head and claimed her lips possessively. Mai was completely at his mercy as the Alpha parted from her, ignoring her whines as he picked her up roughly and stormed through to his bedroom.

“Strip,” he grunted his command, pulling away from her only for long enough to check that he had locked the front door. He had been watching Mai carefully since they had reunited after her career brought her to Kyoto once she had completed university. He had kept every suitor away from her, and thankfully her stupid bosses had never made any attempt to woo her. But he had waited patiently enough, and now she was his as he came back into his room.

Her nervousness was adorable, she was down to her underwear as Kenshin quickly stripped, his clothes left in a trail from the door to the bed. He kissed her with a passion that threatened to burn them both, leaning over her and pulling open a drawer in his bedside table, purposely obscuring her view of it as he pulled out the restraints. He looped them through his headboard bars, one eye on the writhing Omega underneath him and the other on his hand that was keeping hold of her wrists before he had her locked in them.

Mai squeaked, tugging reactively on the material cuffs as she glanced up to see what Kenshin had done. Not that Kenshin minded, since it left her neck open to his markings. He groaned as the soft floral of cherry blossoms came from her scent glands, his cock throbbing and desperate to be touched as he continued to kiss down her skin.

He used raw strength to break through the centre of her bra, and then snapped the straps to toss the offensive item clear of the bed. Her confusion was cute as Kenshin took a nipple into his mouth, using his tongue and teeth to tease it into a hard peak, his mismatched eyes watching Mai’s expression change to one of bliss. Her hips rutted up, groaning as Kenshin’s nimble fingers slowly began to tease her clit through her panties. He smirked as she whined in frustration that he wasn’t touching her directly and chuckled softly.

“I told you to strip, and you didn’t get fully undressed, so this is your punishment,” he stated simply, before turning his attention to her neglected nipple. He used his tongue to roll it between his teeth, sucking and nibbling on her skin, as the pad of his middle finger circled against her clit, using the wet fabric to deny her what she really wanted. He knew that she was close to being open to anything he said, her secondary nature was taking control and leaving her free to his will. He needed her to say that she was his, to mark her up and to never leave as the blush on her cheeks started to darken.

“Kenshin, please, Alpha, I’m sorry,” she stuttered, the words falling out of her mouth as she pulled on the cuffs. Her hips rutted and writhed against the bedsheets, trying to work the offending item of clothing down. He kept her legs pinned under his body as her moaning increased in volume, it was getting harder to not just tear the panties off her as Kenshin weighed up the idea in his mind. No underwear would mean that Mai would need to wait in for him to get what she needed, it would mean that she couldn’t leave until the world knew that she belonged to him.

He couldn’t wait any longer, as he pulled so harshly on the fabric that it tore under the pressure, and left marks on her hips. He would apologise later and make her think it was unintentional. Mai was producing so much slick, she would be able to take him as he parted her legs. It was a view that he never wanted anyone else to see unless Kenshin was the one breeding her.

“Kenshin,” she whined, wriggling underneath him. It was cute, she was trying to flip herself over to present for him like a good little Omega would do. He would have to try that position next time as he smiled down at her, her breasts now shiny with his spit and the desperation evident on her face before he thrust his whole length into her core in one swift motion. Mai cried out in delight, her pussy filled with Alpha cock, and a nice thick one at that, this was meant to be her position in life. Kenshin knew that he needed to put his pups in her as he rocked his hips swiftly against hers. He needed to breed her as her neck was bared to him, his hands pinning her legs back to her torso as he started to slam harder and faster into her. The way she squeaked and moaned was addictive, it was cute how she babbled about needing to cum, he knew that his knot was starting to bloom before he growled possessively and sunk his teeth into the crook of her neck.

It was a white-hot ecstasy that exploded inside of him. His teeth pierced her skin at the same time that his knot popped inside of her core, Mai’s screams of pleasure threatening to bring the apartment block down while she spasmed around his cock as it poured his cum into her. He had slid an arm around her back to hold her close to him as they rode out their mutual climax. His tongue lapping at the freshly laid mating mark over her scent glands on her neck, his Alpha nearly content to bask in the afterglow. He nudged her face towards his glands, nipping at her tender skin as a hint before Mai returned the favour. They would be locked together for a little while, his cock was keen to keep her pussy full of cum for the moment as Kenshin kissed Mai on the temple.

He could hear her brain starting to clear and work out what was happening.

“Shhh,” he soothed, pumping out his scent to keep her placid. “I’m looking after you now. There’s nothing for you to worry about, you’ll be kept with me, just nice and pregnant with my pups, doesn’t that sound so nice? Nothing to worry about and no other Alphas to run from,” he purred as her brain slipped back into Omega mode, accepting the affection from her new mate. He’d get her to comply easily enough, she was safe now with him.

[writer-akihiko]

May I request MC celebrating New Year with our yandere bunshin (Ikesen Kenshin)? NSFW blease 🙈 but if you're not in the mood anything is fine. Happy New Year!💕 Take care sweetie~

[NSFW] Sip of Sake - Kenshin X Reader

If you are under 18, do not read. This work contains sex and other sexual themes. Please also consider blocking the #not family friendly tag on my blog because I still will be posting that kind of content.

Thanks for the request! This was very fun, and I apologise not getting it done by my New Years in Japan [late December] but anyway, Happy Lunar New Year everyone!

A tiny warning though, this is filthy. 

New Years at Kasugayama Castle meant three things.

Partying, sake and spending the night with your God of War.

And you intended to fulfil that list.

You recently commissioned the great sake master all the way from Azuchi. You had to enlist the help of Sasuke and Yuki once again so that you could sneak in the special barrel you intended to gift to Kenshin.

The festivities began and it wasn't long before the vassals of both the Uesugi and Takeda clan begun to pour out the drinks and the maids begun to serve the plates of festive food. Your maids helped you in arranging your hair as well as putting on the kimono Kenshin had gifted you for the event.

Your heart warmed, seeing the beautiful pattern of cloth that he asked to be crafted just for you. You lifted your skirts carefully as you were presented to your husband Kenshin.

His breath hitched as he saw you in the kimono he got just for you. He felt as if he was falling in love with you once again, and if not, falling for you deeper than before…

"My Goddess of War…" He whispered to you, kissing the fringe of your hair. "How you bless me with your presence…"

You had to stop your husband before he got too frisky in the hallways. "Mou… your vassals will be waiting for you and you can't leave your dais empty."

"But you look so pretty…"

"If you go, I'll give you your present," You said, straightening his haori.

Without question, he led you to the main hall where the festivities were held. The vassals roared at the arrival of their Lord, and you two took your place in between Shingen and Yoshimoto.

Yuki and Sasuke carried an urn with the characters of Kenshin's name on it, and you bowed to your husband as you presented the sake to him.

"For you, Kenshin," You said as you poured him a cup.

He took an elegant sip, taking in the sweet scent of the sake gifted by his beloved. He could see out of the corner of his eye how you waited anxiously, as you twiddled your fingers of his opinion of the sake.

He shamelessly brought you closer, kissing your cheek. "Thank you my dear…" He enjoyed the sight of your cheeks glowing pink, although he wished he could whisk you away.

Oh wait, he can.

After you eat though. He knew from experience that it was unwise to whisk you away on an empty stomach.

He certainly enjoyed his drink, and ordered a few maids to send it to his room. He announced his leave with you, and Shingen being the cheerful man he is, carried on the festivities.

You reached his chambers, but you two barely made it to the futon with how aggressive Kenshin was holding you. His kisses were hot against your skin, and your moans only fuelled his desire.

As much as he wanted to look at you in the kimono, he wanted to suck on those lovely breasts of yours more. The way that fabric highlighted the bump of your chest only invited him to graze his teeth over your mounds, stopping to lick the peaks of your breasts every once in a while.

Kenshin caressed your sides lovingly, his fingers ghosting every inch of your skin. His forefingers finally slipped into your core, the slushing sounds of your juices making you squirm.

"Thank you," He murmured, kissing your ear. He peppered your face with kisses as his fingers stirred your insides, muttering phrases of praise and thanks to you over and over again.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you my love..."

The fabric of your kimono slipped past your shoulders, flowing down your back, finally exposing your skin. His fingers toyed with your folds, the sound somehow making it filthy.

Your walls being so slippery made it easier for him to rub his fingers against them. He captured your lustful moans in a kiss during the teasing.

"A-ah... Kenshin!"

He broke the kiss as his hand gets drenched by your orgasm. "Thank you my war goddess…"

He laid you on the futon, stripping any clothing left from your body. Before he ripped off his own clothes, his eye caught the special urn of sake you commissioned for him. His gaze then moved to you, scanning you down to your drenched pussy and trembling thighs, and he got an idea.

"Make room for me my love."

He opened the urn, scooping a cupful of sake from it. He brought the cup gently to you, and settled himself between your legs.

He poured the sweet sake down your cunt, his cheeks turning red. "My two favourite drinks in one..." He takes a sweet, long lick, slurping at your pussy. "Mm.. delicious."

He devoured your pussy, as he got simply addicted to taste of your juices mixed with his favourite sake. He held your hips, letting you move your hips up and down his face, not minding the wetness that dribbled down his chin.

"Kenshin… Please…"

"As you wish my dear."

He stripped clean of his clothes, rubbing his shaft up and down once more before sheathing himself into you. He groaned, almost snapping his hips up just by how your pussy clenched around him so tightly.

He felt his back sweat as your cunt sucked him in. He pushed up his hair, moving it out of the way to see your expression as he plowed into you. He caged you in his arms, moving his hips slowly, getting faster as you demanded it.

His chest swelled with pride knowing that you prepared all of this for him, and he rewarded that with a kiss. His movements became harsher, but his kisses became even more sweeter if it was even possible.

He pressed his forehead to yours as his thrusts slowed, his final push in you was filling you up with his release. He felt your arms snake around his shoulders as he tried to lay himself gently on you.

"Happy New Year Kenshin."

"Happy New Year my love."

[ikeromantic]

Kenshin Uesugi Masterlist

Kenshin Command 😏 - fluff and spice

Kenshin - Heat 🥵 - smut, very spicy

Kenshin - Perfume -🫠😍 - spice and fluffiness

Kenshin - Quiet - 🥹 - fluffiness and angst

Couple/Kenshin/Fluff    

Kenshin - Fire, Hawthorn - defense, and Erato - eroticism

Possessive Kiss, Kenshin, Sweet and Spicy

Crimson Thread - red thread of fate/reincarnation AU

Another Skein - red thread of fate AU, tw: mcd

The Final Thread - red thread of fate AU

[lorei-wrote]

Ikemen Sengoku - One Shots - Romantic / Character Studies - Kenshin Uesugi

*What even am I?

*They’d go on (song prompt)

*Communication

*Who would even need a sword…

*Strategy

*Never Cold

*Voices

*Goodnight

*The Dawn

*Fairy Tales for Bedtime: Connected Souls - Kenshin

*It’s almost dark (smut)

*Don’t be

*God Sunken in Woe

*‘Lovely’ and Other Messages

*Hairpin

*Blank  (smut)

*Ownership (song prompt)

*A Hundred Days and Nights (song prompt)

*God Undignified

*Home Sweet Home (xOC)

[crazyfreckledginger]

Kenshin Uesugi x Reader - “A Sweet Sleepless Night”

When neither you nor Kenshin can sleep, you decide to do a little activity that would both help you relax and sleep a little better.

Requested by @cailannuesugi:“I heard smut request is open?! Well here I am! :D One Kenshin smut, please? I love your work! ♥”

A/N: I hope this is okay for you, I made it romantic because I didn’t really know where I was going with it at first.

Warning: smut, language

He couldn’t stop tossing and turning, his mind just wouldn’t shut down. A small grumble escaped his lips as he tried reaching for (Y/N), hoping her presence would make him fall asleep. Kenshin frowned, patting the space beside him and feeling how cold it was, his head shot up lazily, eyes still drowsy and searching for his woman.

“(Y/N)?” He mumbled, standing up and re-adjusting his kimono.

“Out here,” A small voice could be distinguished from behind the door. Sliding it open, his eyes stared at the girl standing on the balcony, watching onto the gardens.

“What are you doing up?” Kenshin inquired, arms sliding around her waist, chest hugging her back. His chin rested on her head as she hummed, snuggling into him.

“Can’t sleep, I’m not tired enough,” She murmured, leaning back and kissing his jaw.

“Me neither,” He sighed, spinning her around in his embrace his lips connected with hers in a sweet kiss, “aren’t you cold. It’s chilly out here?” a small grumble escaped his lips as he trailed kisses down 

“I don’t mind,” Her hands slid around his shoulders as he kissed back up her jaw, smiling softly and dipping down to capture her lips in another sweet kiss. She hummed softly, hands slipping down to his shoulder blades as he cupped her cheek.

A small chuckle escaped her lips as his kisses trailed down her neck, arms firmly around her waist now.

“Come back in, I don’t want to risk anyone seeing your sweet face,” He guided her back inside, she squeaked, being lifted off the ground by her boyfriend in her attempt to close the door.

He closed it for her, laying her down in their futon and kissing her lips eagerly. 

His hands trailed down her shoulders, slowly removing her kimono, a shiver ran up her spine as the cool air pinched her skin. Kenshin’s kisses trailed down to her breasts, his teeth capturing one of her nipples in his mouth and tugging lightly.

“A-ah,” she gasped, holding onto his shoulder. His hands caressed down her hips, smirking against her skin as she yelped from the contact of his hand against her as it dove between her legs, teasing her clit softly. (Y/N) released a whimper, her body relaxing against the futon, submitting to Kenshin as he rubbed her clit faster, taunting her entrance with his fingertips.

He watched her, inspecting and savouring each of her facial expressions. Pulling away from her breasts, he trailed light kisses down her stomach as one of his fingers slowly sank into her.

“Ah, Kenshin!” She yelped, blushing furiously and covering her mouth.

“No, let me hear those beautiful sounds you make,” He smirked, pulling his fingers out to grasp her wrist and pinning in to her stomach, he reach back down, giving her wet slit one hard lick.

“O-oh,” She gasped loudly as his lips sucked on her clit softly. His hand pulled away from her wrist groaning as he used both hands to pull her legs around his head. His tongue assaulted her slit and flicked her clit, chuckling at the effect he had on her.

“Kenshin, p-please,” (Y/N) whined.

“Mmh?” He groaned against her, the vibrations shooting through her cunt and making her jerk up.

“I n-need you please!” She whimpered softly. Pulling away, he grinned at the sight of her below him before hovering above her, his face finding its place in her neck as his eyes gazed down as he slowly sunk inside of her pussy.

“Mmh,” He groaned softly, kissing her lips as they quivered from the feeling of him inside of her.

(Y/N)’s legs locked around his waist as his elbows set beside her head, his fingers caressing the tips of her hair.

Her eyes fluttered closed as he started moving inside of her, cupping her cheek in one hand to kiss her passionately. It was a sweet, gentle kiss. Kenshin grunted as he picked up his pace, caressing her cheek as his breathing hitched slightly.

The girl’s delicate hands slithered around his waist, resting on his upper back. Their chests were so close together, they were nearly touching.

“Mmh, I love you,” She whispered, his deep thrusts creating friction between her back and the futon as she bounced against him.

Kenshin groaned in her ear, nibbling and sucking on her earlobe, “I love you too, my love,” His voice was soft, just like the beautiful look in his heterochromia eyes. She felt the familiar sensation in her core heat up, as well as her cheeks.

A grunt resonated in his chest as she clenched around him, legs tightening around his waist.

“Mmh, you fit deliciously around me,” He smirked, the statement making a jolt run down between her legs.

“A-ah, I’m so close!” She moaned, her nails digging lightly in his back. His hips pounded mercilessly into hers now, eagerly wanting her to cum by his doing.

“Cum for me,” He whispered, licking the shell of her ear as her cunt sucked on his shaft, clenching harder and harder around him. His hips snapped delightfully deep into hers. The sensation around his cock made it twitch inside of her.

“Mmh, fuck,” Kenshin cursed, feeling her warm juices coat his shaft as a scream escaped her lips. His head fell against her shoulder blade, thrusting a few more times in her pussy before groaning and releasing his seed inside of her.

He collapsed onto her, feeling her shake as she came down from her high.

Catching his breath, he lazily leaned over her, kissing her lips and rolling off of her, onto his back.

“Mmh,” She hummed softly, snuggling into his side as his arm slid around her shoulders. His hand placed her head on his chest and his nose nuzzled her hair.

“I am sleepy now,” (Y/N) smiled shyly, kissing his skin. Kenshin grinned, holding her tightly.

“I am too, but I’m sure your sweet cries woke up a few people,”

“Oh no,” She hid in his side, feeling the tip of her ears warming up out of embarrassment.

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𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓓𝓝𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓼𝓯𝔀 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽!

Key - (f) fluff, (a) angst, (c) crack, (s) smut

𝓝𝓸𝓫𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓰𝓪 𝓞𝓭𝓪 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀

Oneshots:

→ Three Months Waiting (a)(f)

       ↳ spoilers for Nobunaga’s dramatic route | Nobunaga’s perspective on the   MC’s three month disappearance

→ Method of Teasing (c)

       ↳ pure crack when MC gets it in her head to establish dominance using...”unconventional” means

→ The Transit of Venus (s)🔞

       ↳ prompts: eclipse, hide n’ seek, scavenger hunt, shooting stars | established relationship | p w/o p

→ The Cries of Lovers (s)🔞

       ↳ prompts: ghosts, full moon, ghost stories | established relationship | light angst | pwp

→ Until Next Time (a)

       ↳ prompt #1: “Why do you write? he asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you won’t take it from me.” | prompt #2: “I didn’t think you were the type to lose your sanity for a girl.” “I didn’t either.”

→ What He’d Never Lose (a)(f)(s)🔞

       ↳ prompts: jealous Nobunaga, making up after a fight

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓮 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃

Oneshots:

→ One Year Waiting (a)(f)

       ↳ spoilers for Masamune’s dramatic route | Masamune’s perspective on the MC’s year long disappearance

𝓘𝓮𝔂𝓪𝓼𝓾 𝓣𝓸𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓪𝔀𝓪 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖

Oneshots:

→ Method of Teasing (c)

       ↳ pure crack when MC gets it in her head to establish dominance using...”unconventional” means

𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝓤𝓮𝓼𝓾𝓰𝓲 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀

Oneshots:

→ Melt in My Arms (s)🔞

       ↳ prompts: fireworks, summer festival, heat, melting | established relationship | pwp

→ Fervor (s)🔞

       ↳ prompt: sweaty | established relationship | pwp

→ For Now (f)(a)

       ↳ prompts: a secret love affair, stealing a heart | letter fic

𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓷 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓭𝓪 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃

Oneshots:

→ A Warm Rain (a)(f)

       ↳ prompt: rain | angst w/ a happy ending | domestic fluff

𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓻𝓲 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓲 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀

Oneshots:

→ Method of Teasing (c)

       ↳ pure crack when MC gets it in her head to establish dominance using...”unconventional” means

[otonymous]

Prisoner Of Love (Ikesen Kenshin - NSFW)

Description: Can two victims of circumstance find their way to love? Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language — reader discretion is advised.  Spoilers for the first half of Kenshin’s MS.  Potential trigger warnings: angst, imprisonment, mild mentions of injuries, self-harm and death, self-loathing, anxiety, possessiveness (it IS Kenshin after all 🤣), slight dub-con elements, profanity, vaginal intercourse, squirting Word Count: ~3100 words (~17 minutes of angst and smut) Author’s Notes: Sending out a super giant thank you to the incredibly kind and gracious @azuchi-princess​ for commissioning this Kenshin piece from me.  I cannot tell you how honoured I am to have been entrusted with writing for your husbando! 🥰💕 It was an absolutely wonderful process working with you, and I’m so glad to have been able to indulge in my need for angst and smut at the same time!

(SPOILER ALERT!) This story takes place shortly after Kenshin has MC (read: YOU!) placed behind bars as his “spoils of war,” but I have taken creative license in altering the events that occur afterwards.  Moreover, the perspective shifts between that of the reader’s and Kenshin’s in the hopes of delivering that optimal punch of angst 👊🏼🤣

Please note the warnings listed above — especially the potential triggers — and avoid this read if anything makes you uncomfortable.  Otherwise, dear readers, I sincerely hope that you enjoy this piece! 💕

Chapter I (Kenshin’s POV)

Betrayal.

Cutting deeper than the sharpest blade.

Unforgiving like Himetsuru-Ichimonji, severing the red string of fate as quickly as it is drawn from its scabbard.

So why was it that Kenshin still couldn’t bring himself to hate her?

Footsteps echoing along stone walls in the bowels of Kasugayama Castle — the very place where he had her cast behind bars — Kenshin wanders, trapped in a hell from which there was no escape.

For the confines of the mind were impervious to even the God of War’s sharpened steel.

And in between each beat of his thunderous heart, he hears her: gentle tears rolling down that delicate face to fall on packed earth, the ground’s inhospitable chill reaching up through limbs to rob even the final vestiges of warmth from bone.  Her every shuddering breath is a weight upon his chest, suffocating until Kenshin clings to the reins of reason holding him back from storming her cell like a madman, animated solely by the fire commanding him to see, to touch…

…to love her.

Hands clenching into tight fists, Kenshin’s knuckles blanch whiter than his already pale skin when he slows to a stop.  Round the corner and there she’ll be.

Woman of the Oda.  The Devil King’s own.

She, who had lied in the same breath that commiserated with him as they waited for Sasuke’s return.  She, whose tears left him dazzled, catching the light of the fire like precious stones even as their salt stung, seeping into his open wounds.  She, who had held his hand within her own, caring not about sullying her perfect skin with his tainted blood.

Because tainted is what he is.  It is what he deserves.

And yet, he can’t help but see the moonlight in her gaze, shimmering like a spectre every time he closes his eyes.  Can’t stop himself from desiring the tender warmth of her smile.  Still wonders at her fearless bravado in the face of a man who brought nothing but death and destruction upon friend and foe alike.

Isehime.

No.

No, he will not see her, Kenshin thinks, gaze frosting over as he wills the ice in his veins to freeze a heart he no longer wanted to feel.  He walks away, forcing himself to believe that the sound of her sorrow growing faint was nothing more than mice in the walls.

Chapter II (Reader’s POV)

Ethereal moons beckon from scrolls depicting each of the four seasons — resplendent colours discordant against the drab stone walls on which they hang.

Cherry blossoms flutter against gold-foil skies; delicate petals frozen in time as they float across a folding screen.

Even the futon in the corner of your cell seemed fit for a princess at court, much more luxurious than the one in which you had slept at Azuchi.

The Dragon of Echigo had took it upon himself to see that his spoils of war would want for nothing, and yet he would deny you the one thing you truly desired:

The man himself.

Sasuke, Shingen and Yukimura would visit — sometimes together, sometimes in turn — graciously sharing their company for which you were so starved.  Your ninja friend swore with as much emotion as he could muster to do anything and everything possible to persuade his lord to release you, or at the very least, agree to see you.  Yukimura couldn’t stop shaking his head, the expression on his face indignant to see you treated thus, ‘boar woman’ though you were.  As for Lord Shingen, he likened you to a bird in a gilded cage, trying to tempt you with offers of freedom and a ready smile on his face that surely would’ve moved any woman to see it…

…any woman but you, that is.

For in your eyes, there was only ever Kenshin — the man who came to your rescue time and time again without knowing your true identity.  Intoxicating like the finest sake, each and every moment spent by his side became a precious embrace of a memory, emblazoned in your mind until it was impossible to forget:

The black cape that flowed from broad shoulders like a powerful wave, trailing behind him that night he saved you from those thugs in Azuchi.  The way your feet dragged behind his footsteps, moving slow just to watch him cut swift through tall grass with all the seasoned grace of a dancer.  His porcelain skin glowing from within as if lit by the light of his own moon.

And in his eyes…sorrow as unfathomable as the sea was deep, rising like smoke from sapphire and emerald in those rare moments the Dragon of Echigo let down his guard.  But alas, no more.

You had broken his trust.

How many nights have you lain awake, seeking out pinprick stars through the sliver of window high above your prison and thinking about how things might have been different?  What if you had disclosed your relationship with the Oda at the very start?  Would the press of the cold steel of his blade be more of a consolation against your neck than the heartbreak spreading from chest to limb every time you lay down to sleep?

Sleep?

No, that was not forthcoming these days — rest a luxury you couldn’t afford until the moment you could face Kenshin for yourself and tell him that you never meant to hurt him, never meant to lie.  That though Nobunaga found you first, you had no ulterior motive in approaching Kenshin other than the fact that you…you…

…simply couldn’t stay away.

No matter what anyone tried to say about him.

For even on the battlefield, every nerve singed as the stench of freshly spilt blood filled your nostrils, you still couldn’t tear your gaze from the one they revered as the God of War.  Like an immortal stepping from an unfurling scroll, Kenshin moved with the fluid grace of a master painter wielding his brush, completely at one with his sword as he dispatched his enemies with a precision that terrified and awed all at once.

And when he held you in his arms that night — the same hand which had claimed countless lives bleeding into your own as you clasped it in prayer for Sasuke’s safe return — you had felt no fear; only the wish that time would stretch into eternity so that you might forever have him near.

“Kenshin.”

You say his name once…twice…the syllables rolling off your tongue to echo down the hallway like a ghost, lonely and forgotten in the dungeons of Kasugayama Castle.  What was freedom to you when you couldn’t bear to break the shackles chaining you to a god who would never look your way again?

Chapter III (Kenshin’s POV)

“Kenshin.”

Her voice halts him in his tracks, one hand shooting out to rest upon the cool stone wall as Kenshin bolsters himself against the sudden weakness in his knees.  When was the last time he heard her speak his name?  Had it always sounded so melodic, caressing up the spine to curl gently upon the lobe of his ear?

That she is calling for him at a time when she should’ve been fast asleep is a source of elation and anxiety all at once, She is thinking of me tempered by the dread in knowing that she wasn’t getting the rest her body needed.  And slowly, slowly…the scales start to tip: if she didn’t sleep, she’d become too exhausted to eat.  And without eating, she would…

…die.

The nightmare would begin anew.  Except this time, it would be her blood on Kenshin’s hands, spilling crimson over the scars left behind by Isehime’s lifeless body.

She’ll slip away from you like the other, the voice in his head chastises, full of malice as darkness begins unfurling from the corners of his mind, tightening the vice in his chest.  They come hard and fast, thoughts tangling one over the other like a labyrinth of vines from which there was no escape:

Poison runs through your veins.  Loving her would only doom the girl to misfortune and regret.

If she is not yours, could you possibly surrender her to anyone else?

You cannot outrun your curse.  All those you hold dear will end up like Isehime: sleeping in the cold earth.

No one must lay eyes on her beauty, witness her elegance, know of the rare flower blooming in the depths of this dungeon.

No one but you.

Fist pulling back, Kenshin releases the full force of his strength in a punch to the wall.  Bruised bone and shredded skin send blistering pain to interrupt the cacophony in his head, silence reigning supreme once more until

“Kenshin?”

…she calls for him again, voice coloured with anticipation this time.  He hears a shuffle, sees her in his mind’s eye — throwing off the covers of her bedding to press against the bars, straining to peek around the wooden slats that kept her from freedom.  Kept her from him.

“Please, Kenshin…is that you?”

He knows not why he does it, body moving before his mind is even aware.  Kenshin had managed to make his way to her cell undetected every night since he put her there, standing silent in shadowy corners just to watch her sleep, allowing the rise and fall of her breath to soothe him with the knowledge that she was still very much alive.  But now, in a single moment of thoughtlessness, he had thrown it all away.

She gasps to finally see him and even the sound of that is beautiful, resonating clear like the note of an expertly plucked koto.  His gaze falls on her tightened grip around the bars, follows the solitary tear gathering starlight as it rolls down her cheek.  And when her eyes widen in horror to look upon the state of his injured hand, Kenshin feels it:

A shift deep within, barely perceptible but wholly significant, like ice cracking beneath the surface of a frozen stream.

And the rush of waters that follows drowns the lovers in a flood from which neither was capable of nor willing to escape.

Chapter IV (Reader’s POV)

Perhaps he really was a god, answering every prayer that ever slipped past noiseless lips to materialize before you in that prison.  His white kimono is pristine beneath that black cloak, as if emphasizing the sanctity of his being, the unalterable distance between Uesugi Kenshin and a mere mortal such as yourself.  But then the rivulets of red run down that swollen hand to tell you otherwise; the revelation bittersweet because maybe now, there was a way for you to be together, complicated though circumstances were.  

So you reach for him through the bars and he complies, watching as you lay kisses upon bruised fingers, feeling the familiar sting of your tears as they seep into wounded flesh and broken hearts — full of sorrow, full of joy…and impossible to stop.

“Push me away.”

His voice is soft for the hard edges of his words.  Head lifting, you meet those striking eyes, focused and still.  Yet, you felt the storm brewing in those blue and green depths, turmoil barely concealed beneath the ice of his gaze.  And there, standing before the man whose very blood stained your lips, you refuse.

Lightning flashes in those eyes and suddenly, his fingers are curling tight about the sleeve of your kimono, Kenshin pulling you close through the bars in one swift motion until the stilted rhythm of his breath is dancing hot over your skin.  

“Say it.  Say you hate me, that you want absolutely nothing to do with me.  Do it now or else—”

“No.  Never.  How could I ever bring myself to hate the one I love—”

The grimace on his handsome face cuts you off, the great Dragon of Echigo trembling at the very word, love, like it was dirty, taboo.  And as the final threads of control slip from his grasp, Kenshin is moving once more without thought — his body a slave to the dictates of the heart.  Yanking on the ring of keys hanging from his tapered waist, Kenshin throws open the door to your cell and in an instant, he is by your side.

“Fine.  Then I’ll make you hate me.”

His whisper is a promise.

The keys clatter as they’re thrown to the ground, but all you could hear was the rush of blood in your ears, deafening with every pounding beat of your heart to feel his lips on yours for the very first time.  The insistent tongue pushing into your mouth carries a hint of sake, the fervour of his kiss leaving you intoxicated and desperate for more.

Long fingers thread through the silk of your hair, Kenshin’s grip gentle yet firm as he angles your head to deepen the kiss, bringing you closer and closer until the end of his exhalation marked the beginning of your next breath.  And hadn’t it always been this way, you forever chasing after the mystery that was this beautifully broken man?  The intensity of his want is a spell that bewitches, inexorably pulling you into the crucible of his desire, passion matching yours flame for burning flame until all else was extinguished.

Good and bad, right or wrong.

Words insignificant like ash in the face of this all-consuming love.

“Hate me,” Kenshin begs, teeth sinking into your lower lip until the taste of your blood mixed with his.  “Please…or else I’ll never give you up.”

Open-mouthed kisses now trailing wet along the column of your neck, your fingers find purchase in his golden hair, pulling hard as you yield to the sensation of his breath moving lower and lower still.  Kenshin groans, the sound resonating from deep within his chest to send a rush of heat that dampens the sacred space between your legs.

Body ready and heart set, your mind had been made up long ago.  So you grasp onto those shoulders — broad and strong — to pull Kenshin up before you.  And in the silent space between the beating of twin hearts, you say with a conviction so strong there could be no doubt,

“I am yours.”

The sound that catches in his throat is guttural, almost feral as those eyes of emerald and sapphire train on you with the intensity of a thousand suns.  A sea of emotions flit across that handsome face, subtly shifting until one finally wins out:

Need.

You barely feel it though it must’ve taken considerable force to tear your obi off, the sumptuous kimono he gifted you with slipping from your shoulders as the God of War sets you upon the futon fit for a princess.  Elegant even in haste, Kenshin disrobes with the grace of snow falling on frost-covered pine, revealing porcelain skin stretched over perfectly sculpted muscle that beckons to your every nerve.

And before the dungeon’s chill could rattle your bones, he gathers you into the heat of his embrace.  Skin to skin, the arms wrapped around you tremble when he whispers, “I’ve wanted you so desperately, I-I don’t think I can hold back.”  

Head falling back onto your pillow, you will Kenshin to see the sincerity, the surrender in the darkened gaze that reflects his very image.

“Then give me everything.  I want…all that you are.”

It tears a breathless gasp from your lips, mouth drawn open in a silent scream when Kenshin fills you to the hilt with a single thrust — the thick, hard heat of his cock testing the limits of your body with its size.  Equally skilled in bed as he was on the battlefield, the God of War is a force to be reckoned with, the swing of his hips graceful even as they connect with yours, ruthless in speed and intensity.

He moves within your body like he belongs, pulling out only to dive even deeper into slick depths until pleasure bloomed pink along your skin, the hardened tips of your breasts so enticing Kenshin couldn’t help but take them into his mouth in greedy turn as he continued thrusting, harder and faster until your legs began to shake.

“Oh god, Kenshin!  You feel…so…good...ahh!—”

Pants and screams echo down darkened corridors, the sound of your pleasure in being taken this way resonating in the corners of every prison cell until you think to bite onto the sleeve of your kimono.  But Kenshin just shakes his head, the sweat of exertion glistening on his body as his fingers move towards your mouth.

“No, I want…hmm…to hear you.  Every sound you make is…precious to me.  Let it out.”  

With that, he removes the embroidered fabric, lips pressing to yours to swallow every licentious moan for himself as he props your legs up against his shoulders.  All of a sudden, like pieces of a puzzle sliding into place, the motion awakens sensations you never before knew existed.

Unable to scream with your lover’s tongue in your mouth, your body responds in the only other way it knew how: convulsing beneath Kenshin until he is forced to pull out, allowing a flood of your arousal to cascade past swollen lips, spilling down the insides of your thighs in a lewd display that wets the bedding beneath your entwined bodies.  And yet,

“More.  Please, Kenshin…I want more…”

…you were insatiable.

The sight, sound and smell of you so undone ignites a fire inside the warlord, his mind scrambled by lust.  And when he slides into you once more, he fucks with absolute abandon, yearning for complete union even as he leaves you breathless to finally spill into your depths.

* * *

You awake to moonlight glowing soft beyond shoji screens and the rhythm of a heartbeat, measured and slow beneath your ear.  The robe you wore was fresh and soft; vague recollections of Kenshin gently caressing your fatigued body with a washcloth filtering in and out of your thoughts.  At some point, he must’ve carried you to his chambers, sleeping now as you were upon his chest.

Lifting your head, you gaze at your lover in repose.  It fills you with affection to see him — heart tightening to bind you to this man.  And as his muscular arm winds about your waist, you knew you would forever be a willing prisoner to his love.

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Birthed In Crimson (IkeSen Kenshin – NSFW)

Game: Ikemen Sengoku Rated: NSFW/18+ Pairing: Kenshin/Female Reader

Tags: abduction, minor depictions of violence, oral and vaginal sex, angst, past trauma, spoilers for Kenshin’s main story (blink and you miss them)

Summary: His Lady’s abduction dredges back unpleasant memories of crimson across cloth: time still lying dormant and unforgotten within Kenshin’s mind.

Author’s Notes: A personal rejection for a commission, tucked away within my folders, I now leave here for you, friends. It is imperfect and still an 🤨🤨 piece of writing for me but I hope you enjoy your read, nonetheless. 

The fusty tang of damp wood assaults her senses; consciousness, a steady tunnel widening before her eyes focus on the back of dark, wooden paneling; a repetition on all sides, encompassing her. The cloth stuffed into her mouth and the dust motes in her cramped prison; making even the simple task of breathing, difficult, every second she forces herself to remain calm through the blanketing haze of fear.

She remembers walking through the dark streets, well after the sun had set, on her way back from the clothier’s, his shop not far from the castle. An urgent task had called her back to the kindly old man, a commission due just the day after - she could not afford to be careless.

Engrossed in re-checking the accuracy of her purchases, she had failed to notice the ominous shadows emerging from darkened alley corners until they swooped in to capture her; musty sack thrown over her face before she was saddled onto the back of a horse, her consciousness blanking out soon after with a blow to the back of her neck.

Kenshin.

Her lover’s face contracted with worry, flashes through her mind, just as a loud commotion outside drowns her thoughts. Forcing herself into a position to press herself against the door of her cupboard confinement, she hears the anguished cries of men just outside, followed on heels by the distinguishable strike of steel on steel.

“It’s him! It’s the Dragon–”

The panicked words are cut off instantly before the door in front slides open so swiftly, she’s helpless to stop the pitch of her body forward before warm arms come around her. A familiar fragrance of plums and cold steel envelops her. His voice a low murmur – trembling slightly, she notices – of worry, he asks, “Are you hurt?”

Gently parting from her; sharp eyes – vivid green contrasting against cerulean – then take stock of her even as he nimbly undoes her binds. “Go home and wait for me.” Kenshin’s hands are warm on her skin, cupping her cheeks before he gives her a smile of reassurance.

A man looms over them, shattering her brief moment of relief, the hilt of his sword clenched tight in preparation to strike. “Die along with your bride, God of War!”

She throws her arms over Kenshin in protection, just as he presses close to her, waiting for the inevitable, before their would-be assailant falters, sliding to the floor with a last gurgling sound. Behind him stands Sasuke, extracting a short sword from the man’s back before turning to Kenshin. “Your orders, my lord.”

“You are late.” Kenshin frowns, disapproval hardening his features to ice before he gathers her up in his arms, striding towards his ninja. “Take her back to Kasugayama,” he commands, handing her over to Sasuke.

“No! Kenshin, what about you?” Vision finally having adjusted to the light, she takes in the sight of his beautiful features, the blood a macabre dash of red across his clothes, his face. Eyes as keen as the blade that would cut through his enemies without the slightest resistance; painting the perfect, terrifying picture of the God of War.

But she sees through that glaze and beyond, to the petrified terror that had taken hold of him in her absence, the barely perceptible tremor in elegant fingers that curl around the hilt of his weapon. The anger, bubbling just beneath the surface, ready to cut down whoever and whatever sought to harm her.

And when he sees the fear on her face, tugging her blanched features taut with worry, Kenshin relaxes, tapered fingers combing back her hair in an attempt to soothe. “I will not be reckless, I promise you.”

She feels the subtle movement of Sasuke’s chest against her. “Please take care of yourself, Lord Kenshin. I would really like to avoid reporting the death of an entire clan to Lord Shingen at breakfast tomorrow.”

A scowl takes Kenshin’s features at his vassal’s glib remark before he turns to her. “I’ll be home soon.” His promise is lost to the sounds of thundering footsteps outside, fast approaching, but she hears him, even as Sasuke secures her close, before diving out the window and into the still night.

The last she hears of her beloved’s voice, “Come and face me if you consider yourself worthy of my sword. Let me show you what happens to those who dare bring harm upon the Heart of Uesugi Kenshin.”

The tang of blood is still strong, its stickiness making Kenshin’s underclothes cling to his skin with each step he takes through the corridors, and yet his first thoughts are of her.

The flash of anxiety on her face, a vision still raw within his mind’s eye; Kenshin slides the door open to their chambers, letting the form of her rising up in greeting – relief softening her features – ease his battle-hardened weariness back into love. He takes her into his arms, careful hands and fingers brushing across her cheeks in tender scrutiny. “Are you hurt?”

She lets out a startled laugh at his question, moving to cup her hands over his. “Not a scratch. How about you, Kenshin? The blood–”

“–is not mine.”

Her face lights up in a smile that plucks at regret deep within his chest.

Descending to his knees, Kenshin cradles her hands in his own, odd eyes angled up at her, capturing. “I’m sorry. I failed you.” He places a kiss upon her palms in remorse, hoping to soothe the sadness that takes her features at his apology.

Memories of a time long past, toy and mock the demons he’d learned to suppress with her by his side. 

The sight of her collapsing into his arms, her blood, so much of it, flowing in copious amounts. Staining the wildflowers in the fields she’d loved, trembling helplessly in his arms. Fingers that had reached for him, a terrifying smile on her face as she’d asked him not to cry. That she’d be alright.

The warmth of her touch pulls him back to her, now. “It’s not your fault they took me, Kenshin.”

But how could it not be?

They stare at each for the space of a few moments, an infinite time it seems as her eyes flit from blue to green, so haunted in that moment. Reading the thoughts that plague his mind, the utter weakness he feels, now that his anger has left him bereft, empty.

Finally, as if casting a spell, she raises their conjoined hands in between them, eyes not straying away from his as if asking: watch. And Kenshin is helpless to resist, eyes following the movements of her lips as they reach to fold a kiss into his slack palms apiece, before closing her own hands around his, grasping firm.

Helping him hold the warmth of her lips in between hands that feel so incapable of preserving her love without support, in that moment.

It’s an odd thought to have, he thinks. 

For Kenshin had been alone for so long, it’s peculiar to have this woman by his side and look upon her as his partner: the one who holds him tethered to the mortal plane he’d thought himself grown long weary of.

It’s as if his thoughts lie exposed in front of her with the way her words seem to calm the beast fraying at the lock of its cage, before draping it in silence once more, when her mouth overlaps his in a tender kiss.

“Why don’t you feel for yourself, Kenshin?” Fragile fingers, so delicate he wouldn’t have thought them capable of holding him together, guide his palm towards her left breast, pressing in.

The beats of her heart, a rhythmic melody beneath his fingers. “See how I’m still warm, still alive, here with you. And…“ She swallows, the strength in those eyes compelling his own, fingers reaching for and grasping at her shoulders, pulling the cloth tight in blanched fists. “… how utterly in love I am with you. If there’s one thing that could ever hurt me, it would be not being able to be by your side, Kenshin. I won’t ever let anyone take that from me. Not even you.”

He’s thoroughly ruined for this woman.

Her hair falls in soft wisps across the back of his digits as Kenshin moves to gather her into his arms, cradling the back of her head as he kisses her, tongue swiping out to lick at the plump softness of her lips, tracing the corners of them. Tasting the salt of her tears, wept in relief of his safety, he notices all too belatedly.

Her fingers dig, desperate and wanting, into his soiled cloak as he pulls back, her breaths ghosting hot across his mouth, stoking steadily at the fire burning low within his belly.

“Hold me, Kenshin.”

It’s all she needs to ask to set him free as Kenshin tumbles them both back into their bedding, the blood of his enemies, long dried across the clothes she so eagerly pulls at to leave him exposed to her gaze.

The delicate, almost careful way her fingers trace the planes of his chest, down across and in between every ridge, every line of his abdomen, memorizing; set a desire burning, felt far more fierce than any hunger for the battlefield.

And when she allows his mouth to settle in between her legs, the taste of her is far more intoxicating than any sake he’s ever allowed to pass through his lips; her moans plucking at the desire to see her undone again and again beneath him.

His Goddess, her pleasures are just as keenly sought; her eyes clouded in watery lust as she cries for him when Kenshin finally joins them together. The groan she wrenches when her wet warmth clenches tight around him, holding him within as he whispers a new promise to her, “I will live to honor you. I love you.”

Her nails rake down his back with each heavy thrust; the sharp bite of them into his skin lending far more lucidity to the moment and he knows: she’s here with him again. Feels the heat of her as she spills herself, convulsing around his length, heralding his own undoing.

Her kisses against his hair are gentle and loving, much like the woman herself, whispering words of comfort, “I love you too, Kenshin.”

End Notes: I shall do good by you next time, Kenshin 😂