“ How much do you want to cum, Sen-Sen?~ ” [ NSFW Meme / Accepting! ]
It really wasn’t fair, that he could be in such a position where stringing a sentence together felt near impossible and yet the other spirit was sound of mind enough to tease him. It made it worse that it turned him on even more, that jabbing tone of voice, condescending and utterly pleased, he hated it, it made a rage boil within him and yet, he couldn’t deny the twitch of his leaking cock against his stomach. He was tied up, held in place by soft ropes and rough hands, it was as close as he’d get to feeling utterly powerless against the other, and it was hotter than he had even imagined it.
“You know,” he manages to pant out, satisfied that he was able to put some sting in his words, though not as much as he would’ve liked. He knew it was pointless when that smirk turned to a wicked grin, his fingers cruelly twisting a pursed nipple, his hips canting forward roughly as the younger spirit bit down hard on his exposed collarbone. All of this drew a rather embarrassing keen from his throat, throwing his head back and arching at the stimulation, “Ah~ Fuck.”
He could admit, in the recesses of his own mind, that Shirosaki was good at this, far too good, he felt near seconds away from begging him to keep it up, the only thing stopping him being that steely will known as brattiness. He was just rousing it up when the sensation seem to abruptly stop, and he looked up to see the knowing look in the other Zan’s eyes, the smirk, the smear of blood against his teeth from where he’d bitten him, and he stayed like that, staring down at him even as Senbonzakura began to writhe and fidget in an attempt to get the spirit moving.
“ How much do you want to cum, Sen-Sen?~ ” his tone was darker now, as he stared down at the stubborn spirit. He was reminded yet again of just how well the other seemed able to play him, but the thought was soon swept away by the overwhelming need for stimulation again.
“I want it.” he admits in a pant and a whisper, hoping to be done with it, but it only makes the other’s smile grow crueller, sharp nails scratch down his ribs in a way that has him shuddering, the pain of it only adding to the experience, but Shirosaki seems to remain stationary. “.. please, I want it, please.”
Finally seeming pleased with his answer, he begins to move again, bringing moans of absolute relief and pleasure from the restrained spirit and all but achieving his goal of making Senbonzakura a whiney mess.
@ad-melixra said Less Cringey NSFW/Intimacy memes (open!):
✸ for a drabble about my muse having a sex dream about yours (Nemu /👀)
No amount of foresight would’ve allowed Kōtarō to know how this friendship had unfolded the way it did, as would no amount of hypothesizing would’ve allowed Nemuri to predict that things would’ve turned out this way, from what should’ve been a mere one-and-done interview. The spanner thrown in the works came in the simple form of a humble, mutual wish to see one another again—to better know and understand one another beyond the badges of lieutenancy they wore—and now, well…
“ I bet it does “ comes the cocky reply, though the possible obnoxiousness of the phrase was knocked out by the genuine look on that smirking face. He was glad he could make Rukia feel good, more than that it felt fucking amazing, knowing those pretty moans and pants were because of him.
He wipes his chin, the wetness there slightly sticky against his forearm - not like he’s complaining - as he lowers himself back down once more, nibbling her inner thigh, right beside where he’d just been laying his attention, relishing in the buck of her hips and the bitten of whine it caused. Though, without the heart to tease for too long he returned to his previous act of eating her out.
“did you just yawn?” (assumes byakuya is too proper to even yawn) [ NSFW(?) Meme / Accepting! ]
“That is what one would call such an action, yes.” he replies, and though the words seem condescending, there is no iciness to his tone, simply a raised brow of confusion. Why was it so shocking that he completed a normal bodily function; It was not as if he yawned whilst she was speaking, he specifically held off on that. Though perhaps it was surprising seeing as though he gives off a generally well-rested appearance meaning that he shouldn’t be tired? Still it was odd. Nevertheless, he only gave the woman one more imploring glance before turning away. “As I was saying, the sakura trees in my garden are a very rare variety, cultivated by the first Kuchikis, perhaps you would like to take a snip to see how such fine flowers grow elsewhere?”
✧ to give my muse oral (time to make Nemu sing 😌) [ NSFW Meme / Accepting! ]
There was just something about Kōtarō, his sweet expression, kind and loving eyes, softly smiling lips and wicked tongue against her clit that was a lot for nemu. It was strange, before Kōtarō, any thoughts of this illicit nature did not bring this fullness to her chest nor did it give her this absolutely content feel. She was not sure if it was because of how good Kōtarō was or how good Kōtarō was. Nevertheless, she was content to enjoy this for a while. The soft feeling of his hair clutched between her fingers, the sparks of pleasure clenching her thighs and making her eyes go hazy from every swipe, lick, suck or kiss placed against her most private place.
Her lips fell open as moans and keens slipped forth, her neck arching back with her eyes closed as she fought the urge to buck her hips towards the source of all of this feeling, Kōtarō had two fingers with her folds, fucking her slowly and with rhythym, teasing any spot they find makes a reaction from the pleasured woman, all whilst his lips and tongue played with her clit, tenderly and with a giving touch. It was increasingly difficult to stop the tensing of her thighs and the bucking of her hips, and she knew she was nearing the precipice.
“Kōta-san~” her words were a gasp and a moan, “It’s so good, Kōta-san, I think- I think I might-” as if encouraged by her words the fingers within her began to stroke with more purpose and speed, along with the ever-loving attention to her clit she was doomed to cum. And with a series of moans and pants she did, fingers tightening in the hair in her grasp and laxing to start petting through as she rode out the pleasure of both body and heart.
“god, you look so good”
“fuck—”
“i got you, baby”
“you’re being so good for me”
“i promise i’ll be a good”
“please”
“you have to be quiet if you want to cum”
“say please?”
“are you gonna be good for me?”
“shit— i have to pee”
“wait, that hurts”
“not there”
“that feels so good”
“touch me here”
“did you just yawn?”
“you make me feel so good”
“do you like this?”
“i want to hear you when you cum”
“i’m so close”
“i need you”
“how much do you want to cum?”
“turn around”
“your fingers feel amazing”
“i’m yours”
“you’re mine”
“tell me you’re mine”
“you sound so pretty when you moan”
“harder”
“wait—”
“is this okay?”
“say it again”
“i love you”
I’m so sorry to everyone waiting on replies from me! Things irl have gotten a bit hectic with some family stuff so I might not be around for the next week or so as well
A soft smile overcomes his face at the feeling of her soft lips against his cheek. Boyishly, he feels a rumble of butterflies in his tummy at the simple gesture, and he wonders if he’ll ever grow out of it; Probably not if records tell correctly. “What was that for?” he chuckles, soon wrapping his arms around his wife’s waist and hauling her up to kiss those soft lips chastely, “Just happy to see me? Eh, Captain Kuchiki?”
"There will come a ruler
Whose brow is laid in thorn
Smeared with oil like David's boy"
Duty. Strength. Resignation.
You were told to do things and you did them. The world is something that was put into your hands and that you must deal with - so you will.
You have a rigid back and steady hands, either metaphorically or physically. Is it nature or nurture ? You don't know. You are tired of being steady. You dream of feeling alive. Not that you aren't, but, sometimes, it's hard to remember that there is a heart between your ribs.
Your love is where you breathe. Come on, breathe. In. Out.
It starts now.
Tagged by: @windstormwielding
Tagging: You there who is interested in this, do it and tag me
Her words of praise garnered a wide and dopey grin from Kōtarō. He had always been proud of his and Hai’iro Ranmaru’s power, but it was always nice to hear their talents getting complimented—and Nemu herself said she was impressed! Hearing that only stoked warm and fuzzy sensations within his chest, and he could hear his partner hum appreciatively from within his psyche. “Thank you, Nemu-san—your words mean a lot to us,” he replied with a humbled and polite nod.
The executive officer said nothing as the scientist made her approach, not wanting to interrupt what must’ve been her analysis of his zanpakutō’s shikai. He chose only to wait until she would speak up once again, though her scrutinizing gaze would sometimes look his way to meet his own eyes. Even watching her go in her element seemed to endear him further.
“Oh! Right, yes, of course!” Entranced as he was in watching Nemu work, Kōta had almost completely forgotten about the actual photo shoot to go with the interview. “What should I…?” Best to leave pose and position ideas to his new camerawoman!
“Ah, it’s only the truth.” she replied, nodding her head, though her gaze seems to cling to the blade, her curiosity over the zanpakuto palpable. True weather control zanpakutos were rare, so you can hardly blame her for being especially interested. Still, she’s aware of the task at hand, if she allowed her curiosity to run everything in her life, she’d never get anything done. “It is no wonder why you became lieutenant, after all.”
Back on track, she observes both the man and the sword and tries to imagine what sort of poses the women at the association would enjoy. Her previous attempts at photo taking hadn’t gone as well in their eyes, so she’d work on improving that. Though, she supposed her model being aware of the process would probably help quite a bit.
“Perhaps... take a fighting stance or a mockery of one, I suppose.” she nods to herself, it only makes sense that he do so when he’s holding his released zanpakuto, and she’s sure it will create some dynamic photos! She readies her camera to line up the shot, waiting for the man to pose before taking the photos. As she hovers her finger over the shutter button, she speaks up, her voice a bit more up-lifted than her usual monotone, “Say Butter!”
“ i’m not going anywhere. ”
“ you make me feel safe. ”
“ i think i might be in love with you. ”
“ i just like seeing you happy. ”
“ just let me take care of you. ”
“ you’re my family. ”
“ i can stay, if you want. ”
“ you make me feel alive. ”
“ you’re captivating. ”
“ i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need. ”
“ you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here. ”
“ i trust you. more than anyone else. ”
“ you have a beautiful soul. ”
“ i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it. ”
“ i hope i see you in my dreams. ”
“ do you trust me? ”
“ you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever. ”
“ i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like. ”
“ you make everything a little easier. ”
“ will you just…hold me? please. ”
“ just tell me everything’s gonna be okay. ”
“ you’re enough. you’re more than enough. ”
“ you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it. ”
“ i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you. ”
“ i have faith in you. ”
“ i’ve never met anyone quite like you. ”
“ knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time. ”
“ every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you. ”
“ i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to. ”
“ i can tell something’s bothering you. ”
“ what can i do to help? ”
“ come on. let’s get out of here. ”
“ i’m taking you somewhere special. ”
“ where are you taking me? ”
“ i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you. ”
“ you make me feel like i’m worthy. ”
“ you deserve good things. ”
“ i want to be your home. ”
“ loving you is like something holy. ”
“ i made you something. ”
“ come back to bed. ”
“ stay the night with me. ”
“ are you sure you’re okay? ”
“ you wanna talk about it? ”
“ did you wanna tell me something? ”
“ you’ll always have me. ”
“ i’m proud of you. ”
“ i need you. ”
“ thank you. for always being there for me. ”
“ don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth. ”
“ i’m not leaving you. not ever. ”
“ you have kind eyes. ”
“ sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away. ”
“ there’s so much light in you. ”
“ i want you here. ”
ACTIONS:
❀ for a forehead kiss
✦ for our muses to hold hands
❉ for one muse to nap against the other
✱ for one muse to surprise the other
✸ for our muses to cuddle
❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter
♛ for my muse to teach yours something new
☂ for our muses to stargaze
♡ for one muse to wake the other with breakfast in bed
♤ for a kiss on the palm
☁ for our muses to get caught in the rain without an umbrella
☀ for one muse to surprise the other with a home-cooked meal
☾ for one muse to hug the other without explanation
♞ for one muse to give the other a massage
✞ for one muse to give the other flowers
✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face
✚ for our muses to shower/bathe together
＄for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly
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