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InuYasha crossover fanfic freak, origami enthusiast, and whatever else I get into! X3

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Hello, all!

I'm emerging out of hibernation to post an update to my newest Inuyasha/TMNT crossover, Go for Broke!. Links are below.

Hope you check it out and enjoy! X3

Until next time, TCB!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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My completed "Starry Night" by Van Gogh using approximately 10,000 modular units! Also some progress pics with my cat who really likes to lay on my bags of pieces.

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Pokémon Sweets Paradise EP01: Pokémon Special Desserts ✨🍮 

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Re-blog if you loved the 2003 TMNT series. 

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WIP 3D origami "The Starry Night". Been working on it for a couple months and about a third of the way done. Based on a perler bead pattern

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Scenario #2 - InuYasha/Yu Yu Hakusho

Jin chuckled as the mortal girl—Kagome he recalled—tightened her grip around his neck and hid her face against his chest. Her warm breath hit his skin, creating a comforting heat as her wild ebony fringe tickled his nose. The shinobi never indulged in a human before, for either a meal or a rut, but this tiny prize was making him consider the latter. She was even lovelier here in his arms than she was when the tournament committee presented her to every team in attendance.

Jin was grateful he intervened and scooped Kagome up before Bakken got a hold of her. Her panic as the large, burly demon approached her was as tangible as Bakken’s noxious fog, but that wouldn’t have mattered to him. That brute wasn’t above using force to get what he wanted even if he ended up violating the tournament committee’s ruling and the girl in question.

The redhead snorted, trying to reel in his disgust. He never understood why Risho put up with Bakken in the first place. He was undeniably the weakest and least honorable of the shinobi. Even Gama with his immense loathing of humans had more honor than to force himself on one. That type of behavior would only harm the tender thing in Jin’s arms, and that would only hinder the plans he had for her.

“Come on, darlin’!” Jin exclaimed as he drifted higher in the air, “Open your eyes and take a good look ‘round. It’ll all be ours once we win, ya know.”

Kagome hesitated but decided to do as this demon asked. He was much kinder than her original captors and his own teammates, but she wouldn’t let herself be fooled.

I’ll play along as much as possible to stay alive long enough to escape, Kagome thought.

With a deep breath, she pulled her head away from the redhead’s chest and tentatively looked around. It truly was a lovely view of the island’s lush green forests and sharp distinctive rock formations surrounded by turbulent waves. If she managed to flee, Kagome he would likely get recaptured or die before she reached the shore. Even if she did, there was no way for her to get off the island. She truly was trapped. Still, Kagome tightened her grip around Jin’s neck, hardening her resolve to make it back home. She vowed not to end up as some monster’s plaything or die here without a proper fight.

Jin snickered underneath his breath. Kagome might not have realized it, but her every thought and desire was readable on her face. She wanted out of his arms and off this island something fierce. This human girl was a stubborn one and far more innocent than any demon or apparition he ever encountered. Even as cavalier and carefree as he was, Jin was not immune the darker desires he and his demonic brethren possessed. It was the reason they all wanted the miko so badly. Her pure light called to their opposing darkness, beckoning them to possess and consume her until she belonged to them completely.

Kagome might not have wanted him now, but Jin was sure he could change that. Now was the perfect time to start garnering her favor. Fortunately for her, his corruption would be gentle and far sweeter than that of his peers.

She’s a refreshing one, she is, Jin mused, I doubt this wee one had an impure thought in her whole life.

That fact appealed to the wind master a great deal. He had a female desired by nearly all yōkai on Hanging Neck Island well out of their reach, and there was little they could do about it until the morning.

We’ll just have to let ‘em know what they’re missing, won’t we, lass?

Kagome’s eyes widened when Jin shifted her in his grasp and pressed his lips to hers.

My first kiss…

Kagome tried to push him away, but Jin’s arms were like steel bands hooked behind her back and under her knees.

Jin pulled away, flashing her an impish grin. “I wouldn’t do that, darlin’. We’re awfully high up, and I don’t think you’d want me to lose my grip and drop ya, yeah?”

Kagome stilled, her breath hitching before she hid her face against Jin’s neck again. He snickered and gently coaxed her head away from his shoulder then kissed the girl again. His touch was much softer than before, trying to guide her to respond. After several seconds, she finally relaxed against him and began to reciprocate, lightly returning the pressure. Whether it was fear or longing that motivated her actions, Jin didn’t care. He welcomed her timid advances.

Keeping one arm wrapped around Kagome’s back, Jin slowly retracted the other behind her legs, shifting his hand until he held by the thigh. Without pulling away from their kiss, Jin maneuvered her leg around his waist before doing the same with the other so that she was straddling him in midair with the fabric of her skirt pushed up around her waist. Kagome gasped against Jin’s lips when he roughly palmed her pert bottom beneath her skirt. He used that moment to slip his tongue into her mouth, groaning at her taste and the increasing aroma of her excitement overpowering her underlying fear. Her scent was sweet not musky, very pleasant to his senses like her taste. He swirled his tongue around hers and ran the tip of his tongue against her blunt human teeth. She shyly did the same, curiously probing his fangs.

Almost there.

Jin broke away from their kiss and looked at Kagome’s ruddy red face and rapidly rising chest. He leaned forward and kissed her temple, continuing down her cheek to her neck. Her breathing picked up, hitting his ears no level with her mouth. Jin nipped her neck harshly when he felt her tiny hand reach up to touch the tip of his left ear.

“Sorry!” Kagome blurted, ripping her fingers away from him.

Jin chuckled and shifted so that his erection brushed against her clothed womanhood, grinning wider when she cried out in shock.

“No need to apologize, lass,” he rasped, punctuating his response with a rough thrust, “Touch me as much as you want. I like it.”

Jin took Kagome’s hand and placed it back on his ear, making it twitch beneath her fingertips. He reclined in the air and returned to her neck soothing the spot he previously bit with his tongue.

Kagome panted as the demon moved against her wildly. Her breath hitched when she felt his erection part her lips against the thin fabric of her underwear. He moved his head down her neck across her collar bone, brushing his lips against her cleavage. Kagome hesitantly began to shift her hips, moving in tandem with Jin to create more of contact between them. Her mind grew blank, overpowering any logical thought. Her body tingled with every touch, craving something she knew Jin could provide her.

He said I could touch him, right?

Kagome pushed herself up and lightly pressed a kiss against the tip of his twitching ear while her hands continued stroking the length of it. He shuddered and tightened his grip around her, groaning in delight. Emboldened, she extended her tongue and traced the long shell of his ear. Jin encouraged her attention and increased the intensity of his thrusts.

Jin pushed up her shirt and bra until he revealed her full yet youthful breasts and latched onto a rosy pink nipple, gently suckling the tender bud. The lass moaned and wiggled erratically against him, her sweet voice music to his ears. Kagome cried out as she climaxed and slumped against Jin’s chest, panting out as her lips quivered. She closed her eyes and her breath eventually evened out, signaling she was fast asleep. Jin smiled and kissed Kagome’s sweat-covered brow, his erection straining against his pants soaked with Kagome’s sweet fluid.

“Look at ya, darlin’,” he whispered, “Plumb tuckered out, are ya? Just wait ‘til we can have some real fun.”

Jin adjusted the slumbering miko in his arms before he descended from their current altitude and found a suitable tree in the forest surrounding the hotel to rest. Once he was settled, Jin manipulated the wind around them, carrying the sweet, heady scent from Kagome’s satisfied loins. Her essence surrounded him completely, prompting crimson to seep into his eyes and his rigid member twitched in his lap. Then, as fast as the air would carry it, Jin willed the wind to carry the enticing scent throughout the entire island, concentrating his efforts on the stadium and the tournament hotel.

“That oughta give ‘em something to talk about, dontcha think, darlin’?”

Jin sprawled against the tree trunk with the human girl cradled snugly against him. There’s no way his erection would die down with Kagome so close, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. By morning, she’d be returned to tournament committee, and, that following night, she’ll be in the arms of another demon.

Jin frowned and tightened his hold on her. He wasn’t going to let go of the alluring miko so easily. Even if his team lost, he’d get Kagome back one way or another. With that thought, Jin closed his eyes for a brief rest. He was far from done with her for the night.

-O0o0O-

Touya stilled when an unmistakable odor hit his nose. His eyes flashed as he felt his loins tighten. The scent of the miko’s arousal lightly laced with that of his comrade’s was intoxicating. He considered going out and finding them but decided against it. Jin would bring the girl back before the night was out.

“He’s not wasting any time,” Bakken grumbled, clenching his fists at his sides.

“Come off it,” Risho remarked with a condescending sneer, “You would have scared the girl off before you got that far.”

“So what?” Bakken growled, “At the end of the tournament, both she and this island will be ours. He can’t keep me away then.”

Touya’s lips curled in disgust as the sour musk of Bakken’s excitement overpowered the girls. He didn’t care for the large demon, but Bakken was still his comrade. Unlike Jin, Touya was less vocal about his disdain.

Gama snorted. “I don’t understand what you see in that human, but, if you want to challenge Jin for her, I won’t stand in your way nor will I mourn your death from your own stupidity.”

“Shut up!” Bakken shouted and stomped toward the slight, pale demon.

Risho intercepted and stood between the two demons, pinning Bakken with a hard stare.

“Enough! Don’t forget why we’re here. If you truly want the woman, focus on surviving the tournament.”

Bakken nodded and retreated to his seat, fuming. Touya rolled his eyes and left, intending to do some light training. Maybe he’d meet up with Jin after all.

-O0o0O-

punballchan – Well, that’s what I got! Basically two people dry humping in midair. The premise is Kagome was kidnapped as a prize for the dark tournament. I read a couple fics with that idea and came up with this scene. Hope yall enjoyed it! ( ＾◡＾)っ ♡

[bunny-wk-fanfic]

Secret Santa

Here you are @punballchan​, your Secret Santa Gift! Sorry for it being late, there was a slight mix up and then I ended up getting sick. Though I hope you enjoy it!

Keep reading

[punballchan]

Secret Santa Gift 2019! X3

“Is there something wrong?” Kaldur asked the miko seated in his lap with her back pressed against his chest.

Kagome shook her head and turned in Kaldur’s arms to face him or, more accurately, his collarbone.

“Sorry! It’s just that—well I—I’ve never done anything like this before,” she uttered, embarrassed, “That is to say, I’ve never been close to someone—a boy—like this before. I’m not exactly sure what I should be doing right now.”

Kagome stilled when Kaldur gently touched her chin and tipped her gaze toward his. He smiled at the rosy pink hue that started from the apples of her cheeks and continued down the slender column of her neck. It was hard to believe a hero and comrade who confidently fought by his side could be so timid. They were several weeks into their courtship, and the most innocent of touches made the tiny miko flustered even when the two of them were alone.

Kaldur chuckled and pressed a kiss to Kagome’s forehead. He whispered against her skin, “You’re adorable.”

Kagome pouted. “That doesn’t help, ya know.”

She yelped when Kaldur tightened his grip around her waist and fell backward onto her mattress, bringing her down with him.

“Kaldur!”

“Relax. You don’t have to do anything at all,” he told her softly, “Kagome is all I need. Don’t overthink it.”

Kagome huffed but made herself comfortable, resting her ear directly about Kaldur’s beating heart as she traced the muscles on his chest.

“I’ll try not to.”

Kaldur hummed and began to run his fingers through Kagome’s hair, grateful that she finally released the tension in her muscles. He didn’t take offense to her hesitance, knowing how difficult romantic relationships could be for her. Despite her past experiences, he knew without doubt Kagome trusted him completely. There wasn’t anywhere he could go that she couldn’t follow.

-O0o0O FLASHBACK O0o0O-

Kagome nervously tugged at the collar of the black and neon pink wetsuit she wore and shifted her long braid over her shoulder. She was anxious with a frenzy of butterflies fluttering up a storm in her stomach. In less than a minute, she would enter a Zeta-Beam transport tube and enter the capital city of Atlantis, a place even she couldn’t believe existed.

“Kagome, are you ready?” Kaldur asked her as he approached her.

Kagome squeaked in surprise, but Kaldur’s demeanor composed her thoughts. She wasn’t the only one in a frenzy about today. Her quiet, reserved leader appeared to be the same as he always was on the surface, but she could tell he was excited to bring her to his home.

Kagome smiled to herself as she recalled Kaldur confessing he wanted to bring her to Atlantis. For that, she would put her nerves aside so he could be happy.

‘Not that I’m not happy too.’

“As ready as I’ll ever be!” she replied.

Kaldur gave her hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go.

“Wonderful. I have received word from King Orin, and he is ready to receive us with his wife, Lady Mera, and younger brother, Prince Orm.”

“Seriously? All of that isn’t necessary!” Kagome insisted, comically shaking her head, “This is just a simple visit. No need to make such a fuss over me.”

“But it is much more than that,” Kaldur insisted, “Not only are you an integral part of the Team, you are a valued ally to the Justice League and its affiliates. You have done and are doing great things. You should expect the respect you receive and much more.”

Kagome flushed and looked away. “I’ll try.”

“And, on top of all that,” Kaldur continued, “you are my dear friend and, as such, are important me. Stop being so nervous.”

His only regret was that his parents were unable to travel to Poseidonis to join the Royal Family to greet them. He could have taken Kagome to Shaycris as well, but he wouldn’t risk Kagome’s health on an additional trip to his home. Kagome’s ability to withstand underwater conditions was temporary, and Kaldur wanted to be as close as possible to the transporters should something go awry. He took every precaution to ensure Kagome returned to the surface safely, and nothing discouraged her from wanting to visit Atlantis again.

“Is that a request from a friend or an order from my leader?” Kagome cheekily asked.

“That is a difficult decision. It is equally likely you will listen to neither.”

Kagome smirked and calmed just as Kaldur intended. “You’re lucky I can’t talk underwater, or you’ll get it as both.”

“Thank goodness for small miracles.”

Her heart pounding, Kagome took a deep breath as she stood, trying not to think that it would be the last breath of dry air she’d take for several hours. Sensing her nerves return, Kaldur reached out and took Kagome’s hand.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

Kagome nodded once. “Ready.”

Entering the transporter was a blur for Kagome. She only realized she was completely submerged in water when her body began to float and her mind went blank with fright. The strong, stable embrace of Kaldur’s hand engulfing hers and the steady stroking of his thumb did little to temper her body’s instinctive responses. Despite her preparation and training for this moment, she couldn’t force her body to ignore the perceived danger and draw a breath into her aching lungs.

Kaldur immediately noticed her distress and released her hand. Before Kagome could panic further, he placed one hand on her shoulder and the other cupped her cheek to direct her gaze to him. He gently but firmly pulled her closer until he became the only thing keeping her grounded, an epitome of calm and constant support.

“Breathe, Kagome,” he told her, “Just breathe.”

And, even though she did, she still felt breathless.

With Kagome’s hand in his, Kaldur led Kagome just beyond the transporter where the Royal Family was waiting to receive them. The meeting went better than Kaldur expected. With stiffened poise, Kagome released his hand and bowed before King Orin and his wife, presenting them both with Shinto talismans in the shape of the Shikon no Tama she prepared and blessed for the occasion. Queen Mera was immediately taken with the young priestess, admiring her ancient style of magic. Without her ability to speak, Kagome could only blush and nod, but her expressions spoke for themselves.

After a promise to join them in the evening for dinner, Kaldur brought Kagome to the Conservatory of Sorcery to meet his friends and former classmates. Kagome was more comfortable around people their age and visibly relaxed. Unfortunately for her, Tula, Coral, and Lori used her distraction to whisk her away from Kaldur’s side with promises to return her in one piece.

Garth chuckled and placed a hand on Kaldur’s shoulder to keep him from following.

“You don’t have to be so tense. She’s hardly in danger.”

“I know,” Kaldur replied, “It’s odd. For some reason—”

“You can’t help but worry,” Garth interrupted with a small smile

Kaldur lingered to speak with his friends for several minutes before he left to find the girls with Garth in tow. At Garth’s suggestion, they arrived at Poseidonis’s large shopping district to begin their search. Before long, Tula called out to them from the entrance of a popular clothing store.

“You saved us the trouble of finding you,” she said, “I didn’t think you would be so impatient, Kaldur.”

“You did catch me off guard. I take it Kagome is inside?”

Tula nodded. “We thought Kagome would appreciate more appropriate attire during her stay. I believe it suits her.”

Lori and Coral exited the shop, eagerly coaxing Kagome to do the same. She stumbled in open water until she stood in front of Kaldur, her hands clasped together in front of her.

The miko wore a lavender, high-collared halter top with intricate violet details that bared her midriff with deep purple shorts and a think silver chain clasped around her slender waist. On her arms were white bell-sleeves flowing over her wrists. Her previously bound hair was loose and held back by a white patterned headband.

Kagome looked at Kaldur from beneath her lashes, an expectant look in her eyes while she nervously bit her bottom lip. Kaldur smiled at Kagome, approving of her new Atlantean attire. He was grateful Tula and the other girls decided to take her shopping even though he would have preferred to accompany her as well. He reached out and tenderly grasped her hand.

“You look lovely, Kagome,” Kaldur said, his grin widening when she began to blush.

Behind them, Tula, Coral, and Lori giggled. Kagome made a noiseless shriek and ducked her head but didn’t attempt to remove her hand from his.

“We’ll leave you two alone, okay?” Lori said with a flirty wink.

“Make sure you see us before you go back to the surface,” Tula said.

Kagome nodded and approached her new Atlantean friends, giving them a bright smile and an eager nod.

-O0o0O END FLASHBACK O0o0O-

It wasn’t long after that day when Kaldur decided to pursue Kagome, and he did so earnestly.

“If you start to feel uneasy or uncomfortable, just tell me,” Kaldur stated, “We will figure it out together. This is new to me as well.” He continued speaking to Kagome in Atlantean, causing the miko to knit her brows. She knew enough to hold a simple conversation but was far from fluent.

“I’m sorry, but what was that?” she asked.

Kaldur smiled and repeated his words in English, “My arms are your refuge. With me, you will not know fear.”

Kagome shifted so that she could look Kaldur in the eye. She reached out and gently cupped his cheek. “That’s beautiful, Kaldur. Thank you.”

Kaldur leaned up, stopping just a hair’s breadth away from Kagome’s lips.

“No problem,” he whispered before closing the short distance and pressed his lips to hers with one hand pressed against the back of her head and an arm around her waist.

-O0o0O-

punballchan – That’s what I got! Assume this takes place in the Forgotten Hero universe. Hope you like it, @masquerabe. (Sorry it’s late!)

[punballchan]

Storm in a Teacup Update!

Hello, all! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ 

Here’s my first update in many a moon to my InuYasha/TMNT crossover, Storm in a Teacup! Check it out if you have the chance. I’d really appreciate it! o(≧▽≦)o

Links: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10067350/4/Storm-in-a-Teacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3619584/chapters/48888920

Kagome winked playfully. “Just leave that to me! So far, the only issue I see is how we should keep in contact between meeting ups. I mean, I just can’t have you knocking on my window at all of hours of the night.”

Leonardo quickly caught the change in Kagome’s tone. It was light and playful, almost teasing. Was she flirting with him? Casey would think so.

Leo smirked. “Not up to hiding cute boys in your closet?”

“Boys? Not really. But cute turtles? That could be arranged if you’re up for it, but I can’t just keep you there as long as I want.”

Leo fought the urge to blush. She was flirting with him!

[punballchan]

Just wanted to say that I was rereading Turtle bites and Just a little Kiss again cause I love them so much~ I've lost count of how many times I've done this haha

That's awesome! X3 Sorry for the delayed response; I've been busy with work and studying for my liscense exam so much that its affected my writing as well. Just letting you know I still love it and I'm actually working on an update to Storm in a Teacup, another TMNT/Inuyasha crossover so be on the look out for that! TCB! σ(≧ε≦ｏ)

[punballchan]

Hello, all you GOT fans! X3 This model is approximately 4000 1/64-size pieces designed by Campean Petru Razvan I made for a friend's birthday.

Check out the links below to see more of his amazing models! σ(≧ε≦ｏ)

razcapapercraft

My name is Campean Petru Razvan and I am a paper hand craftsman from Romania. This is a channel about 3d origami(golden venture folding) and

[punballchan]

The finished Hogwarts Crest! I have to say the Hufflepuff badger is my favorite!  o(≧∇≦o)

This model is made of 3086 1/32 pieces and designed by Opkleuren (cannot pronounce that). Here’s a link to their website for more awesome models (mostly flat ones like this):

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Semi-original 3d origami Hylian Shield! I used a combination of cross stitch and perler bead patterns as a diagram. May post a diagram of my own, but, for now, enjoy! σ(≧ε≦ｏ)

[punballchan]

This as far as I got on the Hogwarts Crest before I ran out of black pieces, but what can you do. ┐(︶▽︶)┌

This model was was designed by Opkleuren (cannot pronounce that). Here’s a link to their website for more awesome models (mostly flat ones like this): https://opkleuren.nl/

[petrichormeraki]

A shitty quality hot take

[punballchan]

Secret Santa Gift! X3

Kagome groaned against Undertaker’s lips as he pushed her into his desk, the dark-stained wood biting into the back of her knees. It was uncomfortable, but she understood his vigor. It’s been several months since she saw him last, and she was surprised when he wasn’t at the funeral parlor. It took a few days of snooping around before she tracked him down at Weston College. It was odd to learn he was acting headmaster, but she didn’t plan on asking him to explain anytime soon. He wouldn’t give her a direct answer anyway.

Kagome yelped when her lover nipped her lower lip. He chuckled, dragging one of his slender, black nails over her cheek.

“Naughty, naughty, my dear poppet,” he drawled, “Delaying your visit then letting your mind wander in my presence? Such a cruel vixen you are!”

Kagome grinned and brushed his wild fringe from his forehead, marveling at this dilated chartreuse optics flecked with amber focused completely on her. She shifted her palm to his cheek, sweeping over the lines of his scars as she did many times before.

“I’m the cruel one? Hardly,” she quipped, “You’re the one who picked up and left without a word knowing full well you could have found me easily if you wanted to.”

Kagome placed her palms on the desk and propelled herself backward until she sat on its surface with her legs bent at the knees. Her hands quickly went to her collar, her fingers deftly unfastening the buttons of her bodice. She preferred wearing traditional attire from her native country but blending in with the crowd was an essential skill. It was partly why she was able to sustain her current lifestyle and ensure her continued survival as the years went on.

Undertaker watched hungrily eyeing each movement Kagome’s slender digits. The pale, unblemished skin of her delicate neck and shoulders were revealed as she pushed the fitted fabric down her arms before she moved on to unfasten her corset.

“Or maybe,” Kagome purred, “You’re too preoccupied by the dog and his demon to concern yourself with me.”

Undertaker chuckled darkly and leaned forward to place his hands over hers and his lips on her exposed cleavage, nipping and teasing her tender flesh.

“So cruel, my poppet,” he whispered against her skin, “but perhaps I have been lax in my attentions. Maybe I should—”

Kagome cut him off with a strangled hiss when, in one fluid motion, her skirt was roughly pushed to her waist and her stocking clad thighs were spread apart with Undertaker standing between them. He giggled in delight, caressing her exposed womanhood. Forgoing drawers under her petticoat was a wise choice. Her lover didn’t appear to be in the mood for his usual bouts of playful foreplay, and, as she watched him step back and lower his head to the apex of her thighs, so was she.

Undertaker grinned as he came eye level with Kagome’s neatly trimmed mons, his nails scraping her sides. Her thorough, near obsessive grooming habits were just another part of the mystery that was his lover, the miko who wouldn’t die. His thoughts were interrupted when her fingers intertwined with his hair, impatiently tugging him closer. He understood her eagerness as it matched his own, but he could delay their mutual release for a little while longer.

Kagome groaned when she felt cool air against her instead of the warmth of her lover. She thought they were passed the point of engaging in the games he loved the play with her flustered, excited form, bringing her body closer and closer the edge without letting experience her desired release.

Undertaker giggled and caressed her cheeks flushed red with frustration. “Patience, my sweet poppet. You know I will not deny you. Let me take care of you, darling.”

Kagome only nodded and watched as Undertaker covered her body with his, peppering her upper body with light, teasing kisses. As always, he favored the spot between her neck and shoulders. She gripped his hair, holding him in place with a handful of errant braids. She was careful not to pull too harshly or he would pull away and leave her unsatisfied again.

Her restraint seemed to pay off as her lover’s gentle ministrations increased in intensity, becoming more passionate and rough. Undertaker kissed a trail down her neck to the valley of her breasts bared by her opened bodice and corset. Kagome shuddered when he gripped the fleshy mounds, molding them to his fingers, before placing his lips over an erect nipple. He sucked and nibbled the pebbled pink flesh before moving to the other all the while pressing his lower body against hers. Kagome moaned and grinded against his erection straining against his trousers, leaving a damp spot on the fabric. He smirked against her and reciprocated the contact.

Undertaker pulled away from Kagome’s breasts and traveled downward, stroking and scratching her fabric covered abdomen. He bypassed the gathered hem of gown and returned the treasured place between Kagome’s legs. She spread her legs wider to accommodate his new position, gripping herself underneath her knees. He nearly hummed at the sight of her glistening womanhood, completely exposed for his eager eyes. With utmost care, he reached up and ran an elongated fingernail gently up and down her sopping slit with one hand while the thumb of the other slowly circled her hooded pearl.

Kagome began to coo and pant, subtly rocking her hips against his fingers, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her. Undertaker looked up to see her eyes flutter shut, perspiration forming on her brow. He just started, and she already looked ready to explode. Her responsiveness and sensitivity made him grow harder. It really had been a long time since the two were together like this. He’d have to remedy that.

Undertaker pulled away for only a second to quickly rid his fingers of his nails. He returned to his hand to its previous spot, plunging his index finger into Kagome’s hot, slick passage, hissing as her inner walls clamped around the digit and attempted to pull it in further. He set a slow, tantalizing place, pumping in and out of her sodden pussy to the wavering cadence of pleasured mews.

When Kagome’s body began to relax, Undertaker added another finger to the first, stroking and teasing her taut opening. He returned his attention to her clit, leaning forward and snaking out his tongue to circle her hooded nub. His fingers increased their speed, penetrating his lover’s pussy deeper than before. Kagome shuddered and writhed across the desk, knocking over whatever was in her way. She missed this. No matter how the world shifted and changed around her, this man and the feelings he stirred deep within her were as constant as she was. She only hoped he didn’t prolong her climax for much longer when she was so close to diving over the edge.

Kagome cried out, nearly sobbing, when Undertaker flicked her clit with his tongue one last time before drawing it in his mouth and suckling the tender nub. He curled his fingers deep inside her and increased the pressure and speed. Peering at her beneath his lashes, Undertaker locked eyes with his lovely poppet. In the throes of her passion, she looked absolutely ravishing. Her head thrashed from left to right, consumed by the white-hot pleasure he gave her, but she still managed the keep her gaze on him. Her sapphire eyes were gazed with raw lust, her skin flushed and glowing, and her plump bottom lip clenched between her teeth to prevent her cries from escaping her mouth and draw the attention of the university’s staff or students. At this point, her attempts were moot.

Kagome’s legs involuntarily clenched around his neck, the heel of her shoes digging into the base of his shoulders. Her mouth opened into a perfect “O” as she cried out her release. The fluid she produced slipped over his fingers and ran down his wrists as he slowed the thrusting motion. He only brought his fingers to his mouth for a moment, sampling the taste of the warm, tight passage he would soon plunder. Undertaker groaned, savoring the tangy sweetness with the tip of his tongue.

Kagome had only a small reprieve before her lover stood to his full height, yanked down his trousers to his knees, and thrust into her, jarring whatever items remained on his desk without any care. He set a feverish, frantic pace, grabbing her left leg by the knee and extending it to the ceiling to increase the depth of his penetration.

“Oh, God!” she cried, arching her back and wrapping her legs around Undertaker’s waist. As always, he filled her completely, thrusting so deeply it was almost painful. She reached up to touch him, but Undertaker quickly used his free hand to manacle her wrists above her head. Doing so made him lean into her pushing her leg closer to her until it was nearly parallel with her form.

“That’s it! Right there!”

Undertaker grit his teeth and continued to push forward, his climax imminent. He pressed into the writhing form before him drunk on their shared, wild passions. His poppet moved beautifully against, her walls clenching him like a tight fist. Her end was close, and he’d make sure she reached it before he did.

He unclasped her wrists and reached down to press his fingers against her clit, mindful not to apply too much pressure. He lowered his head until his lips were adjacent to her ear.

“You’re almost there, poppet,” he whispered, “Cum for me, my love. I want to feel you climax around me.”

Kagome cried out, her eyes pinched shut as she came. Undertaker followed her into oblivion within five more thrusts and rested his brow against hers. Before he pulled out completely, he kissed her forehead, whispering sweet words against her skin. Kagome could only watch as Undertaker composed himself and redressed.

“No time to enjoy the afterglow?” she asked.

“No time, sweet poppet,” he told her with a giggle, “You can sense them, can’t you?”

Kagome stilled. “Them?”

“The dog and his demon,” he answered, “They were bound to come calling sooner or later. So, what do you say, poppet? Will you join me in giving them an authentic Weston College welcome?”

Kagome rolled her eyes and pulled herself up. The Phantomhive heir and his faithful, demonic servant were headed in their direction and would arrive within the hour. She’d have just enough time to clean herself up and make Undertaker’s office presentable again.

“Very well,” she remarked with a grin, “I did plan on staying for a while if you’ll have me.”

Undertaker grinned and took Kagome’s hand, tendering placing a kiss to her knuckles. She smiled, giggling like he always did.

“Dear poppet, the pleasure is most certainly mine.”

-O0o0O-

punballchan – And it’s done! Right under the wire, but it still counts, right? Happy Late Christmas, @fish-without-shame!

[punballchan]

Secret Santa Wish List

Hello, all! Here’s my list for secret santa hosted by @masquerabe! XD

I’m cool with whatever you got, SFW or otherwise. I’m just happy to be included. Here’s my fandom list:

·         Nanbaka: literally ANYONE!

·         Free!: literally ANYONE!

·         Haikyuu!: literally ANYONE

·         Kuroko no Basket: literally ANYONE

·         Touken Ranbu: (literally ANYONE)

·         Yuri on Ice: Phichit Chulanont, Yuri Plisetsky

·         DC Comics: Dick Grayson/Nightwing, Damian Wayne/Robin, Tim Drake/Red Robin, Kaldur’ahm/Aqualad, M’gann M’orzz/Miss Martian, Wally West/Kid Flash, Harley Quinn

·         Marvel Comics: Eddie Brock/Venom, Peter Parker/Spiderman, Miles Morales/Spiderman, T’Challa/Black Panther, Dr. Stephen Strange, Thanos (possibly dark), Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

·         Shokugeki no Souma: Yukihira Souma, Akira Hayama, Takumi Aldini, Ryo Kurokiba

·         Legend of Zelda: Link

·         Harry Potter: Harry Potter (what a shock), Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Fred and George Weasley (kinda a package deal), Blaise Zabani, Neville Longbottom