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"My name is Khada Jhin, and I... I have a special performance for each and every one of you." Independent Jhin roleplaying and art blog. Contains Gore/Torture/Mun is 18+

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Through guided hands, the Virtuoso finds relief upon those lustful curves, tracing their frames, playing with their tips of sensitivity as he squeezed and pulled. 

 Blood and blot became his medium, painting her pale canvas with the myriad of his steps, the path to which he pleased the demon. Lazy eyes met hers, his body focusing on the sexual rhythms between the two, the course of blood rushing to his cock as he drives it deeper with every bottoming thrust. He times it. He pushes more whenever she meets his base. 

 There is a build-up, one that he seldom controls, yet even now, it is leaking from the tip. It provides lubrication, his rhythmic gyrations easier, faster, pounding away at her walls. He wants to fill Evelynn. He wants her to be his own.

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From her dominance, Evelynn rode the Virtuoso’s sex with such a rhythmic gyration, those inner walls squeezing and massaging his cock through the slightest movement. 

Upon the command of thorough pleasure, he reaches for the lashers, coiling them to his wrists. Roughly he pulls, bringing the demon closer as he brings a level of control to their dance, pulling and pushing her through the motions of his penetration. 

Further. Deeper. Harder.

The sadist yearns for more. More power. More energy. More pleasure. With her appendages in hand, the Virtuoso places them to her thighs, slicing skin in relevance to her motion. He wants to push it in deeper. He wants to hear the ripping of flesh through their euphoric sin. It was a never-ending cycle, the pain and pleasure that fed one another.

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A genuine wince escaped the chasms of his mouth, slipping away with a noted sigh of relief, reveling in the pain through the demon’s desires. Languorously, a bloodied palm holds her stomach, painting it with blood as he traces the memorized curls of shadows upon her. 

He slides it down through her followed teasing of his cock, the bloodied hand reaching for her clitoris with a gentle press. Eventually enough, digits wrap around the base of his sex, a sanguine lubrication before the inevitable penetration. A true taste of his entire essence through her nether lips. 

Desire and lust in his bloody eyes marks her soul through the gates, a returned grasp of shoulders as he pulls her body down, driving his cock fully into the embrace of inner walls. 

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Just laying around, bored to death, wearing a replica of Jhin's mask that has been generated from a manipulation of the shadows.

“Oh, darling... I am beyond flattered...” The Virtuoso traces a digit to the defined features of the true porcelain visage. “But, you’re missing just one thing!” 

He then strikes a powerful pose, one aiming to his emphasize his signature. “Presentation!”

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Please don't foursake us orphans, Mr. Fourskin Jhin

(high noon Jhin AU)“Mmmm…” The infamous bounty hunter through these wild, unforgiving deserts tips his hat in understanding. The bandanna around his visage keeps his voice low and muffled, strong and gruff with purpose. 

He tips his hat in understanding… oh, how could he ever forget the orphans. He lives for them. Their smiles. The… delicious, rainbow coated m&ms. Such a treat. A delectable one too. Even he couldn’t resist and take a few from himself. 

“Alright, or–” He remembered that orphans didn’t like being called ‘orphans’… it was basically another really bad word that the writer (me *wink*) is going to avoid right now. “–kiddies. Get over here and eat up. The sun’s going to melt their insides and take away their bright, disorganized colors.” 

Damn sun was too hot for the bounty hunter…  couldn’t imagine how it felt for the kids. Regardless, the kids demanded m&ms… and it was time to fill their tummies with bliss and joy.

(I love and hate A VERY SPECIFIC ONE OF YOU WHO SENT ME THIS ASK.)

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The demon’s body provides a melting touch to his adapted warmth, her breasts compile and squeeze upon the landed, grazing chest with that hovering tease. Mortal hands cup a feel, lightly massaging from below as he gently pulls on the erect nipples, soft twists and squeezes to entice. 

His sex finds an embrace between her nether lips, their meat warming it, lubricating it from the job. Her playful lean frees his shaft from the pressure, a tight one with leaking build-up, but now, a perfect angle to penetrate. 

He wants to tease, a playful smile and low chuckle escapes as he grazes her lips with the tip, pressing it inward and then out again. 

“We’ll get there...” Sex wasn’t exactly defined for him without the playful teasing, the taste and retreat for his partner’s yearning.

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The seductress’ control over his sex was unfathomable to the touch, how her tongue snaked his cock, lubricating and massaging it with generous strokes. Her pale digits curled around his meat, feeding it to the caverns of her throat where it found warmth and pleasure, depositing traces of its juices to her systems. It leaked from the sensitive tip with such primal languor, his shaft twitching to the oversensitive touches as Evelynn smoothed over each spot. 

A familiar build-up about to erupt from the tiny crevice, the momentum came to an abrupt halt as his partner moved over to his abdomen, teasing him, her soft nether lips caressing his skin with a lubricated touch. From her kiss, an opportunity arose for the Virtuoso who began to embrace his invasive side, his tongue curling and unraveling down her throat, presenting something new to the mix.  Through their embrace, the passion amongst sin, Jhin held Evelynn’s curvaceous hips, leading them to his throbbing cock. Gyrations stirred from his pelvis as his body called for her, parting those lips only for a gentle massage between its wrap. The Virtuoso would massage her breasts, curling his caress around her torso as he aimed for the lashers, testing their sensitivity with the very motions of Evelynn with his private.

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Buhru-lalare-shi.

                            Nagakabouros-sho.

                                                           Naga-sho… Naga-sho.

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Buhru-lalare-shi.

                            Nagakabouros-sho.

                                                           Naga-sho… Naga-sho.

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Her dominance, the control, the leading step of sadism brought the Virtuoso to euphoria, his senses captivated by pleasure, pain, two sides of a dirty coin. To have his skin revealed,  the blood of man a tool of play, the mastermind reveled in the ironic process of becoming her canvas. 

Her progressions made him weary, enticed with shallow breaths to command his lust. The sensations of mixed touch brought his blood to an ecstatic shiver, pumping and coursing to his sex, fueled by the demon’s provocative touch. His body showed simple arcs with the flow of passing breaths, yet rhythmically with the demon’s control. She led this dance masterfully, his passiveness showed a mutual respect. 

Mortal digits reach to the curls of her hair, twirling on them, pulling them, providing what he can to push this play even further. Long gone had he supported an erection through their aggressive deviance, for now, wait awaited Evelynn was the escaping pre-juices from the concealed tip.

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"...T-Tentacles?"

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“What are you thankful four?”

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“When grace no longer works, blunt usually takes it place... as in blunt traumatic force to the head. Somethings do not deserve time for eloquence.”

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Jhin and Evelynn sitting in a tree FUCKING. shut up I'm not good with rhymes.