Ahhhh I live for ur works!!!! Can u write a big summ hot and steamy where undertaker from black butler has a wet dream about his s/o please?
Aww, you’re too kind! 😘 Wet dream scenarios are always G O D tier on this blog. ➖ Hubby 🔆
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It came so suddenly.
The shop was closing for the night. You took it as your cue to leave the shop and walk home to retire for the night. You and Undertaker bid goodnight to each other. You were playing your cards well enough that you boldly decided to blow him a kiss immediately leaving the shop.
Undertaker was so amused at the cute gesture. He chuckled himself, as to think this was your way of being cheeky to him before leaving.
Ah, but alas, it was now time to dim the candles, close the windows (oh wait, there are none), get comfy in the nearest coffin, a promptly retire as well.
He’ll need the sleep for tomorrow. Nothing special was planned, just that it would be a rather slow day for business this week. Although, he didn’t care if nobody came in tomorrow at all! Just you being with him at the shop, voluntarily, is enough for him...
Ah yes, the thoughts of you were flooding happily in his mind. Lots of them innocent and with good intentions.
You and Undertaker, hand-in-hand, walking aimlessly around a large garden. Undertaker giving you every flower that he believes best suits you, and you sheepishly accepting it with the cutest smile on your face as way of thanking him...
So lovely, so simple...
Just when he thought it was over, more sinful thoughts came plummeting in for a visit....
You were holding him into a tight embrace, eyes filled with lust to elude Undertaker what you truly wanted...
Although he doesn’t have a bed, he imagines that you wouldn’t mind getting down and dirty in a large coffin. Though he would admit, it would probably be very uncomfortable to even move with another person in there.
Eh, he could always custom make a coffin big enough for the both of you to make sweet lovings ~
Oh how beautiful you’d look all desperate and out of breath. Clothes discarded on the floorboards, undergarments hanging on the edge of the coffin. You’ll be the death of him~
He’ll feel around you, worshiping you’re body as if you were a goddess to him. If given the opportunity, he’d kiss any part of your body just to show how much you mean to him.
Caressing your hips and thighs, squeezing them every now and then. A chaste kiss to your inner thigh as a way to show you what else he has in mind....
It’s all slow and sensual, and all of the work and attention is on you. He wants you to be as comfortable as possible, no need to lift a finger.
He’ll play with your clit as if it were an instrument. Fingers teasing your insides, delicate stokes all around your wet cavern, meanwhile you’re a sobbing mess aching for insertion to rid you of this edging!
Your soft pleas and whimpers are what keep Undertaker to touch you all the more. Awaiting your cries and pleas to keep going.
The way your face is contorting into visible pleasure and lust is all the more rewarding. And it’s all for him to see...
He imagines how soft your naked skin is, and is reminded that your insides are all the more softer and warm. He pushes himself into you, slowly. Drool escapes his lips, feeling how warm it must feel around your wet juices.
The more he’s thrusting, the more your moans and praises roll off your tongue by all the pleasure he’s giving you.
The grip is tighting for both of you, as you’re both close to climax together. The juices coming from both of you are mixing together, continuous skin slapping is all that is heard...
All this heated imagination has got Undertaker in a trace like state. Palming his clothed crouch to notice he’s got something to release if he’s ever going to try and sleep tonight.....
Can you write rough sex with Undertaker and female reader? The reader can be a Shinigami like him!
I think the guy needs more love
Fandom: black butler/ kuroshitsuji
Warnings: spanking, rough sex, penis to vagina sex, dirty talk, edging, teasing, porn with no plot
rated: 18+
Admin Wisteria: here you goooooo!
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Ignited (Undertaker x Shinigami! Reader)
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“You’re so tight around my cock,my dear.” Undertaker chuckles darkly as he slips his length inside of your wanton pussy. You were on all fours, back facing him, one of his favorite positions to have you in. “Undertaker, you’re so… mmm!” You moan in pleasure the feeling of his length stretching your core. “You look so beautiful stretch out for me my love.” He chuckles darkly, not moving to further tease you. “Undertaker, please…” You whimpered, trying to move yourself, you needed friction, you needed him.
“You want me to move my dear?” He teases you, you could feel him hardening all the way into your pussy which made you moan. “Yes please…” Your cries became more apparent. Undertaker slowly moves, but only a little bit to further tease you. “Undertaker… you know what I want so please fuck me..” You looked back at him, your eyes were tearing up, and you looked pathetic waiting for him to fuck you. “You look so adorable like this, begging for me but I’m not convinced.” Your pussy clenched tightly around him as he teased you, which caused him to gasp out loud. His cock twitched inside of you but he was too stubborn to move. “Undertaker..please….” You begin to beg. “I need you to fuck me so bad. You can fuck me however you want, I can take it.” His eyes widened until it grew into a grin. He leaned forward, his cock twitching again. “Oh, is that so my dear?” He chuckles darkly. “However I want?” he said in a seductive whisper which sent shivers down your spine. He kisses and sucks on your neck. “My pleasure then.” He thrusts deep and hard, going slow at first, but picks up the pace of his movements. You begin to moan out, soft at first but gradually becomes louder as he fucks without ease. His cock drilling into you as you clenched around him. “Undertaker! Mmm! You moaned out, as you felt the bed squeak from under you two, you could feel every inch of his hardness inside of you and it felt heavenly. Your green eyes and the glasses that covered them begin to fog.
“Undertaker, you’re so…rough…” He only chuckles as he pulls on your hair, hard enough to move your head back, you moaned out in pleasure your pussy clenched tighter around him, hitting your g-spot. “Oh but you like that don’t you my dear? You love feeling every inch of me~” He teases you, which makes you drip even more with arousal. “Undertaker…please….” He chuckles darkly, and gradually slows his pace to edge you. “Please what, my love?” He hums. “Ah no! Go back! Go fast please!” You yelped and whined. Undertaker only chuckles, “Then beg for it my dear.” You moaned out loud pathetically, your body trembling with pure pleasure. “Please fuck me hard, I need you to ruin me!” He chuckles darkly, his hips move in a moderate pace, better, but not what you crave.
“Undertaker..” You begin to whimper. “Such a needy little thing you are, you want all of my length don’t you?” “Yes..” You whimpered out. He then bends over to your ear to whisper in it. “Then you can have every single inch of it and you will love it.” He thursts again as a increase speed, the bed squeaking louder with each hard and deep thrust, he grunts and moans as he fucks you raw, pulling your hair extra hard then he spanks your ass. “
Ow!” You exclaimed, shocked but also aroused at his gesture. “You liked that didn’t you my dear? You want me to mark your pretty flesh while I fuck your rough?” He chuckles darkly as he feels your flushed, swolen pussy begging more attention. “Yes! Yes! please!” You begged, tears streaming down your face as he ruthlessly fucks you, each thrust in times with each spank which was harder with each spank, Your butt cheeks were bright red and his hand prints showed the whole tale. The skin on skin contact from the ruthless spanking and the his brutal thrusts was sounding more loud and obscene. “Then come for me, my dear.” He smacks your ass extra hard which made you squirt all over him, your arousal spurting all over his cock, balls and stomach. He moans as you rpussy clenched around him,milking him completely. “Oh… you’re trying to milk me dry? such a good girl.” He grunts one last time, slamming his cock deep into you as he spurts several ropes of cun into yout=r womb, which you could feel all of it. “So…full….ngh…” you whimpered out, enjoying the feeling. The man can only grin, taking the dripping leakage that came from your freshly filled hole and licks his fingers clean.
“Such a good girl, you took me so well, now, how about we do this again but with your pretty mouth instead?”
It is so funny that Sebastian and Ciel never suspected Undertaker was up to anything until he had to literally tell them to their faces, because he was so incredibly suspicious the entire time and was never really trying to hide it.
may i pls request a scenario with violet and afab reader where he’s drawing them nude and then smut ensues?
An Artistic Craving
yall i am so sorry for the extended break, and I hope this meets your expectations 😭
Warnings: NSFW, Nudity, +18, Slightly OOC
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"Stay still, okay?"
"But, Vi, it's so embarrassing..." You attempt to cover your assets which have been shamefully exposed to his eyes in the dimly lit study room.
"Don't think of it that way... It's just a study." You tried not to ask many questions, after all, he was more versed in the arts than you were.
It was lucky that you two happened to catch this moment alone, unchaperoned. Vi, actually very uncharacteristically, was the one to insist that he needed you as a model to finish this study to complete a project he was working on for his upcoming art exam.
After all, you two had been seeing each other for a long time now and were not only comfortable enough to do such a thing, but you also just happened to owe him a favor.
This is how you ended up in such a position for your lover, spewn on a dark purple couch in a private study room near the Purple House dorms. You knew that Gregory was too shy to say so, but there are many books on campus filled with similar references free for his use. He just wanted to spend time with you in an intimate setting such as this one.
You caught him stealing glances at you every once in a while, and he could sense your growing discomfort from staying still for so long.
He left his sketchbook behind momentarily to kneel down beside you and suddenly the room felt more quiet. Your eyes locked as he gently adjusts the position of your hand, placing it under your head in a graceful fashion.
He tilts his head and he brushes a strand of hair away from your face as if to get a better view.
He tried to back away to retreat to his seat, but was caught by your hand pulling him back. He sat confused for a moment but could tell your eyes were asking him to stay.
You move yourself upwards to face him and pull him into a kiss. His lips are soft and welcoming and he eventually moves to grab your waist.
You slowly move him onto the couch with you, straddling his waist. He begins to become shy from this now suddenly risqué moment and pulls away from your lips.
"Love, I don't know if we should..." You could feel the deep heat resonating from his cheeks, so you asked him softly, "Would you like me to stop...?"
"Please no..."
You just barely hear him mutter this, but his hot breath on your neck shows you how desperate he has become.
Before you know it, there are clothes being dragged away and thrown about the room, never finding the motivation to tear your lips apart from one another. You both are stuck in an agonizing dance, waiting for the moment that you both can be as close as you desire.
The room has reached a stillness as the dim candlelight bounces off of skin, and hot breath stills in the air. You are both frozen in time, taking in the moment for the first time now, and as you do, you notice that you've never really seen your lover in such a passionate way as this.
In this position, he's kneeling his body over yours and bowing his head in a shy manor. From the silence you hear him speak softly, asking, "Is this what you want, for sure?" And you have seemingly been too caught up in your own thoughts to notice the lingering question prodding in-between your thighs. You suddenly feel a harsh flush invading your cheeks and a needy wetness in the very same place that he finds his attention.
You turn your head to avoid the embarrassment of facing him as you answer his looming question.
Your voice shakes more than you intended it to, more out of anticipation than anything else. "Yes, of course, p-please keep going, my love-"
However, he catches you off guard by lowing his head down to your thighs. His proximity meant you could feel his breath tickle your skin and it invigorated you.
He softly grazed your folds with his fingers, and slowly exploring your body until he reached the most sensitive parts of you. The moment he grazed your clit, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which is exactly what pushed him to continue despite feeling his own uncertainty.
He follows the sounds of your sweet moans, touching you and exploring your body in ways that neither of you have experienced before. Before long you find yourself growing more in need of his touch, pulling his hands and guiding him to kiss you. You both are grasping for each others touch and cursing into the silence of this empty room when the tension reaches an all-time high. You find yourself guiding his cock lower as a sign that you are ready (or maybe as a sign that you can't wait much longer now).
He follows your lead, pushing himself slowly across your folds, letting out a sigh as he feels the warmth of your pussy against his skin. He has one hand behind your head as a comforting act as he slowly guides himself between your thighs. He watches your expression change to a grimace of pain, almost stopping himself, but instead he caresses your face in an attempt to sooth your pain. You start to adjust yourself and whisper for him to keep going, and after a few moments the pain starts to replace itself with great pleasure.
You can't help the moans that escape your lips as you grasp onto him, likely leaving scratch marks on his upper back.
However, he doesn't mind this one bit. He can only focus on this heavenly feeling that seemed to blur his vision and tingle at his senses. The pleasure became overwhelming before you could comprehend it and it feels like heaven.
The sounds that filled the room should have alerted the others of the acts you both were sharing tonight, and maybe, just maybe, you should have been more worried, but neither of you could have the gut to care. Not tonight, not when it just feels so good and your vision had started bleeding white as your bodies worked in tandem with one another. 
It felt like hours before you had found yourselves cuddling under a stray blanket, skin-to-skin and feeling on top of the world. There was peace settled in the air and you held each other and shared this perfect moment.
"Did you enjoy it?" Violet asked timidly while he stroked stray pieces of hair out of your face.
"Oh course, Darling. I've never felt closer to you than how we were tonight." You looked at him so softly and left a soft peck on his lips.
"Well, thats good, because... I didn't really get to finish my painting. We may have to do this again tomorrow night..." He wouldn't meet your eyes, but you knew that if you could see them, they would have a glint of excitement in them that you only see when he looks at you.
"Well, I suppose we would have to then- For your studies, of course."
• Epilogue • Tea Time •
"So, It couldn't have been just me who heard some oddly bizarre noises coming from the art studio on the west end last night..." Edgar mused to the other prefects as he took a mischievous sip.
"Oh, how I wonder what that could have possibly been coming from..." The sound of a breaking pencil could be heard only if he listened so intently.
"Oh, I heard it, alright." Greenhill pipped in, sounding more than mildly annoyed as he completed his afternoon stretch. "Some people really need to be more considerate of the fact that some of us need to study at such late hours."
"Well, maybe some people should consider that not everyone wants to hear the sound of your 2 hour long training routine at 12am either..." Bluewer rolled his eyes, obviously not knowing what the others were exactly referring to.
"Well, In just thinking that maybe when the professors discover a certain pair of undergarments left in said art studio on the west end, they may have to cancel class this morning. If you know what I mean..." Edgar takes an extended sip of his tea and watched as Gregory excuses himself, dropping his sketchbook and seemingly headed towards the west end.
"Well, that answers that." Edgar mutters with a smirk.
-- A/N: Lowkey I love his eyes, every single time that his eyes are showing I'm like ooo cute, beautiful eyes you have there, mr! First time I read it on the manga I was jumping and giggling fr, so I wrote this hehe <3
Undertaker has very beautiful eyes. They are like deep pits where shadows dance in a macabre symphony.
His eyes oscillate between being your safe haven and your worst nightmare. When he's kind, his eyes shine like two giant sunlit emeralds, he tells jokes to make you laugh and he bakes you some cookies. His touch is soft, gentle as if you were a work of art he doesn't want to destroy, don't want to taint with his hands.
But sometimes his eyes are like a deep foreshadowing of a promise of regret and guilt that will bloom in your chest if you do something wrong. Facing them is like challenging an endless abyss, feeling your own soul being pulled into the darkness that inhabited those green eyes.
"Sometimes I feel like you love my eyes more than you love me, darling." He laughs when he notices you staring at him again, mesmerized, analytical. But you couldn't help it.
Every time you found yourself before those eyes, there was no fear for you knew he would never hurt you, just a strange fascination that compelled you to dive deeper into that ocular abyss.
"Uh, well, they're so beautiful!" You replied, a little shy. "Beautiful things deserved to be stared and loved. Don't you agree?"
He tilted his head, thinking. A smile graced his lips as if he found something very amusing.
"Indeed!" He murmured in a singsong tone. "But be wary, my dear. Beauty can often conceal darkness and not all that is beautiful is meant to be loved."
He leaned in closer, his eyes gleaming as he took hold of your face, holding it gently in his heads while his thumbs caressed your cheeks. "Remember that and you'll navigate this world with more clarity than most, hehehe."
As Undertaker's words lingered in the air, you felt a shiver crawl down your spine, there he go again, saying strange things that sometimes scared you. Really, your lover must be very happy to scare and then comfort you.
"But beauty's still worth admiring, even if it's got a few skeletons in the closet, right?" Undertaker chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement at your carefree attitude and he nodded.
He pulls you close, letting you rest your head on his chest as you intertwine your hands together. "Regardless, your eyes are still pretty and I don't care about any danger or darkness if I have you by my side."
I'm very much busy with a lot of personal stuff in my life at the moment but i know people are waiting for their requests so this is an update on what I am currently working on in the inbox:
Snake x maid reader
Lawerence Bluewer Relationship HCS
Violet x reader scenario (it's a suprise)
Lau x reader (SFW & NSFW)
Charles Gray x Reader HCS
Grell Scenario
Ronald x coquette reader
Lau x shy S/O
Grell x Artist S/O
Sebastian x Singer!Reader
Sebastian x Librarian
If your requests don't come right away i'm sorry but i'll slowly be working through them, and keep in mind that the general headcanons don't take me as much time so those may be finished first
I'm sorry for taking so long to give feedback, I had some personal stuff I had to take care of, but I just wanted to thank you for your absolutely lovely undertaker fic! I was so happy you accepted my request and even more so when I saw it. I love the way you write him, he's so mischievous. Anyway, thanks a lot ( ◜‿◝ )♡
I'm so glad you love it 😭🫶 i love to write for my fav character, he doesn't get enough content
