How the Pillars would react to you getting “stuck”
Warnings: contains smut, therefore no Muichiro
A/N: lol I’m trying a new “heading” format and idk how to feel. Anyways this is your classic p0rn trope of someone getting stuck in a very…awkward position and oops well…
Word count so y’all know what you’re getting into: 6.6k
This is a female reader!! I am more than welcome to the idea of making this again with a male reader if anyone would like me to!
Giyu
“Are you…stuck?” He certainly didn’t think he’d find you on your knees with your ass up wedged tightly under a bed. “Yes! This is so stupid I was trying to get something and I got stuck!” Heat flooded your cheeks, you knew for a fact your skirt had flipped up. “Do you want me to help?” Giyu wasn’t sure what came over him, but he too had gotten on his knees. His eyes were glued to the panties clinging to your sex. “Yes!” Your eyes widened as two hands glided up your thighs.
“G-giyu?” Two fingers hooked under the waistband of your panties, pulling them down to fully expose you. “What are you doing!?” You squirmed, trying to free yourself. “You don’t mind right?” His voice was hoarse, eyes trailing over your ass and thighs. “I…I…” did you mind? You couldn’t deny the slow but steady throb building up between your legs. “G-go ahead.” You were thankful he couldn’t see your face, a mix of embarrassment and shame flooding your cheeks.
Giyu himself wasn’t even sure what came over him, but the persistent twitch was getting annoying. Nimble fingers undid his belt buckle and the small button keeping his pants together. “I wish you could see this…” he mumbled more so to himself than you. You heard it anyways, struggling harder to get out from where you were stuck. “Help me out, so I can see it.” You whined, cheek pressing into the floor. “After…after…” he soothed as he ran his tip between your folds.
“Oh fuck…” you whimpered as his head neared your entrance, pressing a slightly before lowering back to your clit. “You aren’t nearly wet enough…” you were glistening at this point from him smearing your arousal. “Giyu…” he couldn’t hear you, but your ass wiggling slightly sent the message. “I don’t want to hurt you…” you wiggled your hips more, you weren’t sure if you wanted it to be over quickly because you wanted to be freed…or because you wanted to come.
Giyu pressed in slowly, you weren’t as wet as he wanted you to be. But you were sucking him in so greedily that he figured he could push past that for now. You yelped, head hitting the underside of the bed as he bottomed out. Even though you couldn’t see him…you could certainly imagine. Your walls were suffocating him, squeezing him so tightly you could make out every curve and vein. If you had to guess, he was at least seven or eight inches long.
Slowly he began moving his hips, the bed you were stuck under began to creep forward. The sound of flesh slapping flesh began to echo the small room. “Oh…oh…” you couldn’t help the whimpers and moans that left your lips, silently praying the small space would contain them. Giyu was covering them for you, his own groans easily drowning yours out. “You-you planned this…didn’t you?” His eyes were glued to where he kept disappearing inside of you.
“Fuck…ahh…” he whined as you grew wetter, clenching around him deliciously. “So fucking perfectly…and so fucking kinky…” he started laughing, the overwhelming pleasure making his eyes well with tears. “Giyu…” you mewled, the build up becoming too much to bear, yet you still weren’t falling over the edge. “I bet you aren’t…ha…even stuck.” He buried deep just to prove his point, long fingers reaching down to spread your folds apart.
“Oh!” You jumped as he began running quick circles on your clit. “Making such a mess too…” a creamy ring was forming around the base of his cock, the sight alone threatening to make him cum. “Giyu!!” It was as if that was the only word you could remember. You came with a loud cry, no doubt it echoed against the walls. Giyu nearly followed along with you, your walls tightened so harshly he could barely move. “Holy…” he groaned, leaning forward slightly to try and hold off until you finished.
You nearly collapsed, Giyu’s hands being the only thing keeping you on your knees. A few more thrusts and he was pulling out, jerking himself off the rest of the way. “F-fuck…” he spilled across your ass, pearly cum slowly sliding down to your thighs. The gentle creak of the bed moving signaled you were free. “Get stuck more often… please.”
Shinobu
“No way…” you groaned as you realized you were stuck flat on your back. There was a particular patient bed where Shinobu hid some top secret medicine recipes. They were usually tucked under the wooden beams supporting the mattress. “Y/n?” You stilled your struggles at the sound of her voice. “Y-yeah…” you called a little louder than necessary. “You’re stuck?” You kicked your feet in embarrassment, that certainly answered her question.
“Well…” your eyes widened considerably when two delicate hands began rubbing your thighs. “S-Shinobu…” you shivered each time her hands neared your sex. “No one is around…surely we can have a little fun?” She pushed your skirt up, revealing a thin pair of her panties. “Oh? You stole my underwear…naughty girl.” Your cheeks were red hot, you were thankful at that moment for being stuck. “Nobu…” you let out a shaky gasp when one finger pressed into your covered slit. “Soiling my own panties with your arousal…what a little whore.” You nearly hit your head in shock.
“I’ll just have to teach you a lesson.” You stilled again, lifting your hips slightly to allow Shinobu the room to pull the panties off. Cool air hits your heated cunt, a shiver passing over you. “Already so wet…you were hoping I’d find you like this, huh?” The rustle of cloth signified Shinobu was undressing from the waist down as well. “So many options…do I finger you? Eat you out? Or do I just skip to the pussy grinding…” your clit began to throb, you weren’t used to Shinobu talking like that. “All of the above.” You croaked, praying she’d touch you sooner than later.
“I’d love to…but I’m feeling rather needy myself.” You squealed as her hips slotted with yours, the sensation of your sexes pressed together was dizzying. “N-nobu…” you mewled, attempting to move your hips against hers since she was staying still. With your sight and hearing cut off from the experience, you felt a lot more sensitive. While you could still hear, it was all quite muted. “Eager…you really must have planned this…” Shinobu finally began rocking her hips. “Or maybe I planned it.”
She giggled as she found her rhythm, pussy grinding against yours perfectly. Your breathing picked up as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. It all felt so hot…so wet…you could barely hear under the bed, but the squelching was loud and clear. “If only you could see how messy you are making me, naughty girl.” Shinobu’s hips began swiveling in quick circles. Breathy moans escaped the insect pillar as she rubbed into you. Her own orgasm began pulsing, her whole body tensing as she chased her high.
Your thighs trembled under her, your muffled cries telling her you were enjoying yourself. She prayed no one would stumble upon the two of you. Not only would it be awkward but it would look quite…damaging to Shinobu's reputation. That danger made her work faster, panting as sweat slowly dripped down her temple. Scissoring was always a workout, it always took a little extra effort to bring her over the edge. But the sounds…the sensations…the heat…it was all quite worth it in her eyes.
“C’mon y/n…I can feel you…you’re so close…” your clit was pulsing. Every few grinds, Shinobu managed to ghost her clit over yours. The sensation was beginning to make your ears ring, chest heaving with bated breaths as you prayed she’d do it again. “Nobu please…” she knew what you wanted, she felt the same every few lucky rubs. “Hang…on…” she swallowed thickly. Hand reaching down to spread your lips apart, she used her other hand to repeat the action on herself.
Now with both of you fully spread, each grind of her hips hit perfectly. Tears streamed down your face as your orgasm built up so fast it nearly took your breath away. Your nails scraped at the wooden floor beneath you, a high pitched cry signaled that you had came. Though Shinobu could already tell by the way you grew even wetter. “Fuck..naughty…” she couldn’t even finish her sentence, hips stuttering as she rode out her own high.
Her hips stilled a moment later, wiping sweat from her brow as she pulled away from you. “C’mon…” she giggled softly as she lifted the bed, it wasn’t all that heavy and it allowed you to free yourself with the recipes in hand. “Good girl, always staying on task.”
Rengoku
He froze in place, eyes going wider than normal. “Y…y/n?” For once his voice was quiet, eyes trailing over you. “S-shit! Kyojuro?” You smacked your head under the bookcase. It was stupid of you to even try and reach under such a small space and now you were paying for it. “Quite the position…” he drew closer, holding back a groan at the way your body curved. Your skirt had slipped up in the process, leaving the thin cover of your panties to hide your sex.
“Kyojuro…help me. I-I need you to lift the bookcase.” He looked at the nearly full bookcase and then back at you. Eyes zeroing in on your thighs. “I think…I need to do something first.” He seemed so hesitant, his body moving on autopilot as he fell to his knees behind you. “K-Kyojuro?” You couldn’t imagine what he was doing, but it certainly didn’t sound like he was trying to move the bookcase. A sharp gasp left your mouth when a soft kiss was placed directly on your center.
“A-are you…don’t tell me you’re…” but your panties were already being dragged down your thighs. “I’ll make you feel good, then I’ll help you get out.” His breath was fanning over your cunt, you swallowed thickly. “O-oh.” A second kiss was placed on your cunt, this time no barrier separated you. Kyojuro moved with intent now, two fingers spreading you open while his tongue slithered between your folds. His other hand was massaging the flesh of your ass.
You let out shaky moans as Kyojuro found his rhythm, tongue toying with your clit before slowly inserting two fingers. Your arousal mixed with his saliva created a low squelch with each thrust. “So good…more…” you whimpered as a third finger was introduced. His licks turned into sucks as Kyojuro began shamelessly grinding his clothed erection against the wooden floor. It wasn’t the best feeling but at least it was some stimulation for his neglected cock.
“So pretty…” he interrupted his sucking every so often to sing you praises. “Kyojuro…your dick…please..” your orgasm was building but you still wanted more, even with three fingers buried deep. “Not until you come.” His fingers curled perfectly, massaging the spot that had you squeezing around him. “F-fuck…” you whined as you came, walls twitching around Kyojuro’s fingers and painting his chin with your release. “Now you can get what you want, baby.” The rustling of fabric was the only warning you received before he lined himself up.
He only gave you a few seconds to prepare before pushing forward, velvety walls suctioning to him. “So good…” he choked as he bottomed out, no matter how many times he had you, it never got old. You felt the same, his head pressing into your cervix before pulling out again. The steady rhythm made the bookcase you were stuck under begin to rock. Part of you worried the whole thing would come crashing down. Kyojuro didn’t seem to be worried about anything else, eyes trained on the way your body jiggled with each thrust.
“Fuck…” he groaned, each stroke bruising your cervix. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was the only thing keeping you grounded. Your cheek pressed into the wood of the floor, cooling your heated skin. “H-h- Ahh — harder.” You croaked, body tensing as you clamped down around him. A whine left Kyojuro’s lips, sending butterflies straight through you. You could never get over the noises he made when he was lost in his own pleasure. “Close…” he could barely keep his eyes focused, his hips burying deep over and over as he chased his high.
Only three more thrusts and Kyojuro was burying himself deep, spilling hot seed deep inside. “S-shit.” The book case tilted, threatening to fall. Even in his euphoric state, Kyojuro still reached out to steady it. “Kyo..help me.” You whined, the position was turning painful. His hips stuttered through his orgasm, earning you yours as well. “Oh-“ you choked as your second release washed over you. After a few minutes of silence, you both calmed down.
“Now can you help me…” Kyojuro pulled out slowly, laughing softly as he lifted the bookcase enough for you to pull yourself out. Sitting up on the wooden floor you began rubbing your sore knees. “Round two?” Kyojuro dropped down before you, an eager look in his eyes. “Only for you.”
Tengen
You stopped struggling the second his booming laugh met your ears. “No way!” More laughter followed, your face began heating up. “You really got stuck?” You whined as his footsteps got closer. You had dropped your ring and it rolled under the bed, with your luck you ended up getting stuck. “Stop laughing and help me!” Your hips wiggled as you yelled, catching Tengen’s attention. “Oh?” You nearly bumped your head as his foot rested on one ass cheek.“Tengen! So help me when I get out of here I’m beating your ass!”
“Oh lighten up! Let’s have some fun.” A low thump against the floor signaled he had dropped to his knees. Well that and the unmistakable grind of his hips against your own. “How typical.” You groaned, hoping it would mask the whine that nearly slipped. “This is too good to pass up and you know it.” You did know it, and the fact that it was completely by accident? You were done for. You sunk your teeth into the side of your cheek when one finger dragged your panties down. “You’re already wet.” Your own body was betraying you, now it really seemed like a set up.
You stilled completely as warm breath fanned across your cunt, he was close. You waited, hoping you’d feel his tongue. But this was Tengen we were talking about, so you shouldn’t have been surprised when he sunk his teeth into the flesh of your ass. “O-oh!” He lapped at the bite mark, chuckling softly as he undid the tie on his kimono. “Should I add another, for symmetry?” He was already hovering over the other cheek. “Tengen!” The bed was muffling your voice so he took it as a yes. This time it actually hurt, like he fully intended to leave a mark.
He pulled away a minute later to admire his work, spitting down on his dick to pump it slowly. “What if I just get myself off? And then free you.” You struggled for a moment, trying to force yourself out “don’t you dare!” His ever booming laugh reached you even under the bed, his tip slowly gliding between your folds. “You know I wouldn’t, it wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying.” His tip pressed into your entrance, stretching it but moving no further. He repeated this motion until you were wailing for him to move.
“Such a cry baby!” He pushed in half way, leaving you gasping and trying to adjust. “S-shit…” your forehead pressed into the wood beneath you, focusing on Tengen pushing further to bottom out. “Always so good to me…” his tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip. Eyes trained on where he disappeared inside of you. He always did this, stayed still for an indefinite amount of time to just feel you clench and flutter around him. “So full, right baby?” You mumbled out a yes, it didn’t matter if you were stuck, he could absolutely hear you.
“There is always another time for this though. For now…” he began moving slowly. Pulling half way out before pushing back in. He found a steady rhythm after a few thrusts, head tossing back to relish in your heat. You let out whimpers of his name as he angled himself just right. “You’re still quite loud..” he focused more on hitting deep rather than moving fast. Your face turned hot at Tengen’s revelation, a hand slapping over your mouth. Your clit was still pulsing in want and neglect. You ached to feel Tengen’s fingers.
“Tengen please…” your release was just out of your reach, all you needed were his fingers. “Please what?” He brushed your cervix with a particularly deep thrust. “Fingers!” You wailed, back arching harder as he held himself in place. “Oh? Do you want them? Where exactly?” You should have known better. “Touch me…my…” you hated when he made you do this. “Your…?” He was leaning down, trying to hear you better. “My…clit.” You smacked your head on the floor. Tengen didn’t push you further, hips picking up their rhythm as his fingers came around to rub harsh circles on your clit.
Your orgasm followed a second later, a warm gush of liquid coating Tengen’s cock. “Oh such a good girl…” his head fell forward to stare at his glistening cock. He worked you through your orgasm in an attempt to chase his own. Your velvety walls were clamping around him so tightly he could barely move. That alone nearly had you milking him of everything he was worth. A few struggling thrusts had him spilling inside you, a shameless moan leaving his lips. A few seconds of silence followed as you both came down from your highs.
“Now…help me.” You started to feel suffocated under the bed. Tengen pulled out, his release following. Before you could complain, the bed was being lifted allowing you out. “Oh!” You pushed yourself up, falling backwards so Tengen could set the bed back down. “Well, now that you are free. How about we make use of the top of the bed.” A shit setting grin appeared on his face. “Think of it as a reward for freeing you!” You rolled your eyes, taking his hand to help you up. “You’re lucky I love you.” He smiled as you began crawling onto the mattress. “So it’s a yes?”
“Of course it’s a yes.”
Mitsuri
“M-Mitsuri!” You squealed as you realized you were stuck flat on your back. Not only that but you were being squished by the bedframe you had been attempting to fix. The love pillar came running when you yelled, nearly tripling over her own two feet at the sight before her. “Y/N?!” She could only see from your abdomen down, both legs were bent upwards with feet planted firmly on the ground. This position had your skirt bunching at your thighs, fully exposing your sex. “Is this a setup?” You couldn’t see, but her cheeks were a rosy pink.
“Huh? No, I'm actually stuck!” You didn’t realize how exposed you were. “Well that’s a shame…” you froze as Mitsuri’s hands were running up and down your thighs. “I’d love to help you baby…but you look so good right now.” She was intoxicated just by the sight of your covered pussy. “Mitsuri…free me first!” It was no use, not when her hands were pushing up your uniform top so she could kiss your stomach. “After…after.” She repeated between kisses, making her way to the waistband of your skirt. “Lift!” You obeyed, hips raising so she could pull the item off.
Mitsuri began placing open mouth kisses on your thighs, working her way up and around where you wanted to feel her most. “This is such a fun surprise!” She squealed before she placed an open mouth kiss over your clothed sex. A shaky moan left your lips, Mitsuri’s soft hands slowly pulled the garment off you. “Mitsuri…I want to see you.” You were no longer embarrassed about getting stuck, now you were just frustrated. “You’ll get to see me after? Let me have my fun with you.” You always gave her what she wanted, but she liked the thrill of you being “trapped.”
You spread your legs wider without hesitation, praying she’d stop teasing. “Oh? Now we’re eager! What a smart girl.” She always sang you praises when she topped, now was no different. Plush lips kissed all around your lower half, purposely ignoring your aching cunt. It wasn’t until your thighs began to tremble that she finally showed you mercy. “All jittery and covered in your own arousal. All I did was kiss you.” You thumped the underside of the bed with your hands, whining loudly but not saying anymore. “Alright then, I’ll stop teasing.” Her melodic giggles were all you heard.
A shaky moan left your lips as Mitsuri’s tongue licked a fat stripe up your center. She teased you for a few seconds longer, your legs spread wider in hopes of her going where you wanted. Finally she seemed sick of teasing you, her tongue zeroing in on your pulsing clit. You always thought of Mitsuri as a pillow princess, but it was moments like these where she caught you by surprise. Your back arched as much as you could manage, shaky whines leaving your lips as she switched from licking to sucking.
Your breathing turned labored as you chased your release, walls clenching tightly around nothing. “Ah…ha…Mitsuri…” your muted whines only fueled her. Two delicate fingers slipped past your entrance, pumping slowly until they were coated in your juices. “Come for me, please.” The pink haired girl felt hot, her own clit pulsing in need as she ached to feel you on her. Her pleas paired with her fingers and mouth had you falling over the edge in record speed. “S-shit…” your orgasm made your eyes water, eyes going blurry as you rode it out.
“Can you handle me right now?” She was lifting up her skirt and pulling her panties off. You barely even registered that she had pulled her mouth and fingers away from you, pleasant shockwaves still wracking your body. “A-absolutely.” You're still muffled, hoping she’d help you get unstuck but it seems that wasn’t the case. The warmth from her plush thighs caging in your own sent a new wave of arousal through you. Though you really wished you could see her.
The pink haired girl wasted no time, her hips grinding perfectly into yours. Sinful noises began to sound around the small room, none of which spilled from either of your mouths. Your cheeks were on fire as you realized the squelching noises were pouring out from your pressed together cunts. High pitched whines accompanied them, Mitsuri was practically frantic with her movements. “So hot…so soft…gonna come…gonna come…” her hips swiveled perfectly, waves of pleasure bringing tears to her eyes and down her cheeks. She was always so damn sensitive.
Mitsuri was never one to hold back, naturally she didn’t care how quickly she came. So after only a few minutes at most of grinding against you, she was trembling with her release. The squelching only grew louder as she rode out her orgasm, wailing your name until she came down from her high. “Y-you…you left me hanging…” she stopped right as your second orgasm was about to hit you. “Cause I wanna see…you come again.” The bed was suddenly lifted just enough for you to push yourself out, a sweaty Mitsuri graced your eyes. “Now, let’s continue.
Sanemi
You were trapped…literally. The bed you were so certain you’d be able to fit under now had you stuck. The only person around to help you was the last person you’d want to ask. Sanemi would absolutely never let you hear the end of it, especially with how vulnerable you were at the moment. In your futile attempts to get out, you had knocked your skirt straight up. Fully exposing you. “I guess I’ll just die here.” You whined using your arms to try and push yourself back out the way you came. “What the fuck are you doing?” You froze, the voice was the one you didn’t want to hear. What was worse? There was a hint of laughter in it.
“N-nothing!” You wished you could have at least gotten all of you stuck under the bed. “Sure doesn’t look like nothing.” His footsteps drew closer, eyes taking in the sight of your wiggling legs. “You’re stuck, aren’t you?” A loud squeal of dismay left you, Sanemi’s laughter filled the room. “How the fuck did you get stuck?” His laughter was still bubbling out of him, eyes slowly trailing down to your exposed ass. “I thought I could fit! I-I…” how were you supposed to tell him you were going to try and scare him? “I dropped my ring under here.” You slipped it off your finger and tossed it a little out of your reach.
“Of course you did. If you wanna be freed…I have a fee.” You stopped struggling, “A fee?” You couldn’t begin to imagine what he had in mind. Though he didn’t give you much time to think, a harsh slap hit your ass cheek. “S-Sanemi!” You squirmed, the stinging feeling not leaving fast enough. “I’m sure you could imagine the fee…” he plucked at the waistband of your panties, letting them slap back onto your already sensitive cheek. “Quit it!” You tried to kick him away. “C’mon…you wanna get out don't you?” His voice had dropped an octave, calloused hands massaging the tender flesh.
“I-I do…” that was all he needed, he didn’t even bother pulling your panties off. Instead he used two fingers to pull the garment aside. You shivered as his fingers slipped between your folds, slowly sliding down to your entrance. “Not nearly wet enough.” He pulled away, popping both fingers into his mouth to suck on them slowly before returning. Now slicked in his saliva, he pressed slowly, coaxing you up to your knees in the process. “S-Sanemi…” you let out a breathy moan as two fingers curled perfectly. He knew by now where to touch. He used his free hand to rub slow circles on your clit. He had no intention of making you come…not yet at least. Edging was his favorite game.
You grew wetter by the minute, after what felt like an eternity he deemed you wet enough. “There we go…” he pulled out, fingers shining with your arousal. He sucked them clean before moving to undo his uniform pants. You wished you could see him, hips wiggling slightly as you waited to feel something new. Sanemi groaned out of relief, pumping his aching cock slowly before lining himself up with your entrance. There was a moment of silence as he pushed forward, gummy walls enveloping him.
“S-shit.” He sighed as his hips met the flesh of your ass. You had never felt so damn suffocated. “I’m gonna move.” He always warned you, pulling back until only his tip was left inside before burying deep again. You could do nothing but endure his brutal pace, whimpers and moans spilling from your lips as he angled himself just right. Your walls were sputtering and clenching around him wildly, clit aching to be touched. “M-more…” you hoped he could hear you, tears welling in your eyes. “More?” He was grinning even though you couldn’t see it.
Rough fingers reached around you, pushing your panties over even further so he could slip to fingers between your wet folds. Pleasure burst through your whole body, his movements were different than the first time. This time he intended for you to come. Swift circles repeated over and over as he shifted positions. He was on one knee now, using the other for better support to move quicker. Your orgasm crashed over you with no warning, walls spasming around Sanemi.
He didn’t slow, chasing his own high. He was twitching, unbearably close but he wanted to hold off until you came down. He needed you to feel him. If he stilled he would lose it, but he could hear you audibly sobbing. “S-shit…almost there baby…just a few more seconds.” You were beyond overstimulated, a ring of creamy cum was forming around the base of his cock. The sight alone had his balls tightening. Two more thrusts and he was spilling inside of you, your walls suctioning to him. Your legs gave out, leaving Sanemi to hold on tightly or else he’d slip out.
“D-did that cover the fee?” You felt like jelly, you wished you could see what Sanemi looked like. “Y-yeah.” He was breathless, slowly pulling out of you with a wet pop. You looked absolutely spent. The urge to see what your face looked like had him pushing the bed enough for you to pull yourself out. “Look at you, dumb ass.” He collapsed on his back, looking at you as you were still laying on your stomach. “Don’t get stuck again, or else I may have to keep charging you.”
Obanai
“K-Kaburamaru?!” It was a very, very rare occasion for the snake to be seen without his human counterpart. That could only mean one thing… “Obanai! Are you in here just watching me struggle!” You had been stuck under the bed frame for at least five minutes now. “Maybe.” His voice sounded from behind you. “Help me!” You maneuvered to your knees, attempting to pull yourself out for a second time. “No, I rather like seeing you struggle.” Truly he just liked admiring your ass as you attempted to wiggle free.
“Oh come on!” You forced your knees down harder, back curving into a deeper arch. The last thing you expected was to feel his hands on either side of your thighs. You waited a moment, assuming he would help pull you. Instead your breathing hitched in your throat as something hard was pressed against your center. “O-Obanai…” you swallowed thickly, a shaky gasp leaving you as he began rubbing into you. “You’re stupid for getting stuck, this is your punishment.”
“D-dry humping is my punishment?” You were embarrassed at how quickly you were getting turned on. Obanai chose to ignore you, hips working into a steady rhythm. “M-more! C’mon Obanai!” You slammed your hands against the wooden floor, albeit muted, it still made a point. “Only because it will be more enjoyable for me.” The muffled sound of fabric hinted that Obanai was undressing. That assumption was only confirmed when your panties were ripped off of you. “D-did you just rip those!?”
“What does it matter? You don’t need them.” You shivered as his cock slipped between your folds, hips thrusting upwards to glide between. Low whiny moans tumbled from Obanai’s lips, he was embarrassed by how sensitive he was until he met you. Turns out his sensitivity was a huge turn on for you. So were his moans. You felt tears burning your eyes after what must have been a few minutes. “Fuck…fuck me…please…” tears began slipping down your cheeks. While every few thrusts brushed your clit, it wasn't nearly enough to make you cum.
“Why should I? You’re dumb enough to get youself stuck under the bed. The western style one you begged to get.” He was aligning himself with your entrance as he spoke. As tough as he liked to act, he’d always give you what you wanted. “B-because…because…” you had no reason to give. “Because?” He continued for you, pressing his tip into your entrance until it began to spread around him. “I don’t know! Just…please!” He thrusted half way into you, “not good enough. I guess I’ll just have to educate you.”
He thrusted in the rest of the way, hips pressing so deeply into the back of your thighs it made your breathing stop. “Let’s see, where do I start?” He pulled out all the way again, waiting a second before slamming deep. “You managed to get yourself stuck.” The motion repeated. “What the hell were you even trying to get? Why didn’t you just move the bed?” Again. “You don’t use that pretty little brain of yours sometimes.” Tears streamed down your face, loud moans left with every thrust. He was focusing on going deep rather then fast, over and over, building up the pressure in your gut.
“I mean c’mon. This is pathetic.” There was already a glistening coat of arousal building around the base of his dick. One hand came around to toy with your clit, the bed above you was creeping forward with each thrust. So much so that Obanai actually reached forward to pull it back, keeping you snuggle trapped underneath. “So fucking pathetic.” A cold laugh left him, his own orgasm building up. “I’m close to coming baby…you better come before me or you won’t come at all.” So that was the punishment.
Obanai’s hand stopped toying with you, leaving you to try and chase your own high with just his cock. How cruel. Your body was twitching, orgasm building and building until finally you fell over the edge. Your vision blurred, tears slipping down your cheeks as you convulsed on his dick. “What a good girl, you made me proud.” There was a smirk residing underneath the bandaged, you only grew warmer and wetter around him. “O-Obanai!” You wailed as he kept up the steady and harsh pace. His orgasm was just within reach.
Your wails stopped when he buried himself, causing you to feel impossibly full as he spurted his release into you. “You really don’t even deserve this.” His cum was something you needed to earn, but since you managed to come he may as well reward you. He pulled out completely a moment later, standing up and admiring the way none of his cum seeped out. “W-wait! Aren’t you going to help me! I’m still stuck!” Obanai walked around the other side of the bed, Kaburamaru slithering out to meet him. “That is a problem for you to solve on your own, y/n.”
Gyomei
You began regretting the western style bed shortly after Gyomei broke it within the first month of having it. You regretted it fully when you managed to get yourself stuck after dropping prayer beads Gyomei had given you. They slid perfectly under the bed, which you were certain you could crawl under to get. Now you were absolutely stuck, only your lower back, ass and legs were free. And they were failing you while you tried to get yourself out. You’d have to swallow your pride and ask for his help. “G-gyomei?!” You called, hoping he’d hear you. After a few seconds you heard his hurried footsteps, “what’s wrong?!” You held your breath for a moment, embarrassed to announce what the issue was. “I’m stuck.”
“You’re…stuck?”
“Under the bed.”
“You’re stuck under the bed?”
“Yeah…”
You squeezed your eyes shut, he couldn’t even see your face but you were embarrassed nonetheless. A loud squeal left you as two large hands rested on your exposed waist. “You…you need to lift the bed! Not me…” you felt heat flood your cheeks. “I know what I’m doing, y/n.” His deep voice sent a shiver straight down your spine and right to your clit. “G-gyomei?” There was a different tone to his voice, one you didn’t catch very often. “You’re actually stuck, right?” Large hands ran up and down your waist, slowly tugging your skirt up. “I-I am.”
“Mmm. You wanted me to be a little more adventurous with our sex life, didn’t you?” One finger hooked under the waistband of your panties, playing with the soft material. “And how…exactly do you plan on doing that.” You wanted nothing more than to see his face, but instead you were stuck between the bed frame and the slightly dusty floor. “Well…you’re in a rather compromising position, no?” He was tugging down your panties as he spoke. A twinge of need sparking in your gut.
“Oh…” you sunk your teeth into your cheek, cool air meeting your exposed cunt. “I think this…is a good start. Unless you are too uncomfortable in that position.” You took in a shaky breath, “n-no this is good.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but he still heard it. “Alright, just let me know if you want to stop…” ever the gentleman, Gyomei lowered himself until his mouth was hovering over you. He started slowly, tongue darting out to kiss and suck the sensitive flesh. You whined after a bit, wanting to feel him deeper. “One finger…” he whispered, tongue digging between your folds to toy with your clit as a finger slipped in.
This is Gyomei after all, if you had to guess — one of his fingers was probably the equivalent to two of a normal sized man. You welcomed the stretch, mewling out his name as he began pumping slowly. For such a reserved and quiet man, he definitely knew how to make you shake. “Gyomei~” your hips jerked backwards, desperately wanting him to go deeper…suck harder… “you aren’t nearly prepared enough for me, love.” He didn’t wait for a response, his words were final. You had to sit there and let him do as he pleased, which in the end you’d be thankful for. He was rather…large after all.
His lips suctioned to your clit, slowly introducing a second finger when he deemed you wet enough. Your thighs began to tremble, arousal slowly leaking down your thighs. You were close to coming, knowing full and well Gyomei would never deny you. It washed over you easily, the delicious tremble wracked your body until tears blurred your vision. Gyomei delivered orgasm after orgasm, until it was leaking all over your thighs and threatening to spill to the floor. It wasn’t until then that he decided you could take him. He pumped himself slowly, costing himself in your oozing arousal before positioning himself.
He entered you slowly, the burning stretch was easier to endure when he already let you come as much as he did. He pressed in until he felt your cervix, he could never fit his entire length in. Especially not with his girth, he’d simply tear you apart if he did. You still felt suffocatingly full, hips rocking to meet his as each thrust bruised your cervix and made your abdomen bulge. As stoic and large as Gyomei was, he could come quick. Low grunts filled the room, meeting your ears even under the bed. He was already close to spilling his load. You were impossibly tight around him, how could he not?
He was twitching between your walls, threatening to let go at any moment. But he was always waiting for you okay, he would force himself to wait until you deemed him worthy enough to spill inside. “G-gyomei please! Fill me up…” you were thankful for the bed hiding your hot face. He did exactly as you told him too, pressing the head of his cock into your cervix before spilling deep. A low groan left him, body twitching as tears spilled from his eyes. “Thank you.” He mumbled, silently praying for the euphoria he felt.
“N..now I can free you.” He pushed the bed away easily, not even bothering to pull out. You glanced backwards, eyes trailing over his sweaty fucked out face. “Maybe I should get stuck more often.” You were only half joking, he looked heavenly like this. “Maybe you should…”
