a drop of blood against porcelain skin.

( she refused to be silenced. )

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu :

Sakura pulled away the moment he felt her lips leave his own, peering down into the woman’s gaze. He searched her eyes as she voiced her concerns, and Sakura was quick to put them at ease. He leaned down, lips softly touching the curve of her neck, admiring her skin and taste. “ that would certainly be impossible, my dear… ” He whispered, “ for you have completely taken my mind… ”

Kasumi was taken once more by his touch,    closing her eyes to the softness of his lips. She sighed, her knees weak and her senses overrun with nothing but him. She breathed him in, holding him close to her as his whisper sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t even speak. Never had a man left her so breathless.

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu :

There was a soft hum the moment she kissed him back, hands slipping down to softly grip onto her bottom, despite the fabric of her dress. It was a quick and easy movement to lift her off the ground and carry her to his bed. Sakura laid her upon his bed gently, but did not leave her lips for a moment. He nibbled her bottom lip as his hands roamed past her hips, gathering her dress up to reveal her skin. 

Kasumi gripped him tight,    her mind racing. She couldn’t believe how fast things were going between them, and after pressing a few more kisses to his lips, she had to pull back. Even though she did want this, she admittedly was afraid. She hardly knew this man, but she did know - or, at least, she thought she knew - that he was a man who slept around with countless, sleazy women. She didn’t want to be like that... she didn’t want to be just another woman to him. And such fear shone in her eyes as she stared up into his. ‘ I need to know that... that I’m not just another woman to you... ’

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu :

“  –good. ” the man whispered, breaking the distance between them within a moment, lips claiming her own with a kiss, deep and passionate, tasting the sweet honey of her mouth. All the while, his hands wandered the curves of her sides before slipping to the small of her back, pressing the woman flush to his muscled form. 

everything happened so fast    that Kasumi was caught by surprise the moment he stole her lips. The kiss was so heart-aching that she could hardly breathe. Quickly, she cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him back with a passion equally matching his, feverishly trying to hold him even closer as her hands roamed his body with no clear purpose other than to simply want to love him.

[kaneto]

[thisiswhymomworries]

writing smut like

[uraharashouten]

kagecni:

[[ the former text has been redacted because :-/ but – one of my favorite euphemisms comes by way of Anaïs Nin, from A Spy in the House of Love:

“They fled from the eyes of the world, the singer’s prophetic, harsh, ovarian prologues. Down the rusty bars of ladders to the undergrounds of the night propitious to the first man and woman at the beginning of the world, where there were no words by which to possess each other, no music for serenades, no presents to court with, no tournaments to impress and force a yielding, no secondary instruments, no adornments, necklaces, crowns to subdue, but only one ritual, a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on a man’s sensual mast.”

Y’all need to read the classics. ]]

[electroheart]

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu:

his movements were far faster then they should have been– in a matter of moments, he had kasumi pinned to the wall of his quarters, face a mere inches from her own, noses softly touching. her scent was driving him mad. “—promise me you don’t regret it… ” he whispered. sakura had to know this was what she wanted this– what she truly wanted this, he couldn’t do it otherwise.

she was less surprised by his actions    but more by his words that followed. Regret it? Why would she? Lifting a hand up to touch his cheek, she looked him in the eyes, and she swore:    “I don’t. I promise.” 

[kiyumie]

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[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu:

dark eyes admired every feature, eyes lowering from her lips— to the curve of her neck. He sighed, eyes pulling themselves away from her. “…I want to do more than kiss you, my lady… ” Admitted the vampire, eyes slowly lifting to meet her stare. 

kasumi's heart was pounding    so hard now that she could feel it in her throat. She was aching for this man and she couldn’t deny it any longer. She leaned forward toward him, so close that her hot, sweet breath touched his lips... and in a voice that could bring a man to his knees, she whispered:    “as do i...”

[kangyaru-deactivated20130219]

[vintage-cf]

[softwaring]

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu:

Now, Sakura had to admit that he was surprised– and very little proved to surprise him now a days. But there he was, surprised to find her lips to his own. Still he kissed her with a hunger he had not felt in ages– it couldn’t be from a lack of feeding, he had just fed the evening prior. No, this was a different kind of hunger–  hunger for a woman– a hunger to love someone– not just fuck them. Slowly, he had pulled himself away, softly pulling upon her bottom lip, dark eyes gazing into her eyes.

“ …what was that for…? ” The vampire whispered hotly, lips softly brushing the other’s as he spoke.

kasumi looked down,   feeling a bit embarrassed now. But her heart was still pounding against her chest. He was so intoxicating--especially when standing this close to her. She cleared her throat slowly.   “... because... I could tell that you wanted to kiss me, too...” she whispered back, and her gaze lifted, searching his for his next reaction.

[peonypavillion]

These are drawings done by an artist called 左小翎 , who specialises in drawing ancient Chinese style manhua - she has even published her own works!  ❤

[iero]

Summertime

[strawberry-milktea]

さくらのカプチーノ (Sakura Cherry Blossom Cappuccino)  

[sekkekkyu]

Tales of the High Seas;

[benevolentem]

sekkekkyu:

He didn’t know what it was— but suddenly her scent grew stronger. He could practically hear her heart racing, the blood pulsing. Before he could stop himself, he was looming over her chair, hands gripping at the arm rests, leaning down– nose inches away from her own. Fangs were shown– but Sakura was quick to notice his actions. Slowly, he pulled away, regret clearly shaping his frown. “ —I’m sorry… ” The vampire whispered, breathlessly, moving himself across the room– to keep himself from her. He wouldn’t bite her– wouldn’t touch her unless she allowed it…

she had to admit,    his aggression towards her, such lust, made her want him even more. Yet, it was how he made it so obviously evident how much he truly cared for her that brought her to her breaking point. Practically pushing the chair out from under her as she got up, Kasumi rushed Sakura and took him with a kiss - a kiss so in need of his affection that her heart ached from it...