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[selenacosmic]

A heartfelt surprise.(1/2)

birthday special. Pt.1

Dawn began approaching, becoming more apparent by the orange tainted sky engulfing the blue horizon, a clear distinction for the end of the night and the beginning of a brand new day in Kai. The air was chilly as snow began falling, creating a beautiful white cover on top of the garden, usually colorful with flowers, was now colorlessly icy. Fast footsteps approached the kitchen, small legs carrying the excitement of the twins, the moment they slid the door open, a sweet scent took over and guided them to…

“Children? You two have never woken up this early before. Are you that excited for today?” I was in the middle of my attempt, attempt, to make a birthday cake for the love of my life, who should still be asleep in bed.

Tugging at the hem of my kimono, both twins were looking with bright eyes at what I was making. On one side, a boy that took after my hair color and eyes, yet had the same face as his father, Oujiro. The most energetic and playful soul in Tsutsujigasake castle. On the other side, a girl that took after Shingen’s hair color and grey eyes, as adorable as she was charming and charismatic, Himeko.

“Mama, you said that today is a very special day for papa, we have to start celebrating now!” Oujiro must have woken up his sister early today just to start celebrating their father’s birthday, it surprises me that she isn’t grumpy.

“I did, and you two have a very important role for today. But you two must be very sneaky, just like Sasuke is.” For the moment, I put aside the cooking tools, having them tugging at my clothes would only end in disaster while trying to cook.

“See? I told you we shouldn’t have ran! What if dad woke up?” Himeko shot a glare at Oujiro, a small pout on her face. It was at times like these that I wish I could pinch their faces, but for now, stop the conflict, Selena!

“Alright, no need to be angry. I am sure your father won’t wake up yet, after all he hasn’t come looking for us.” Although even if shingen did suspect of our surprise, I doubt that he would want to ruin it, just to consider our feelings. “Your uncles will be helping you with your task, but you must work together to make your father extra happy.”

With a proud grin, Oujiro puts his hands on his waist while stuffing his chest “I will make sure everything is perfect, mama! I won’t let uncle kenshin make trouble this time.” He looked so determined that i couldn’t help but smile, last year we almost couldn’t hold a party because of kenshin wanting to spar with Shingen every time he said anything about the presents, all while saying that his present was the end of his sword.

Luckily, he wouldn’t do anything dangerous knowing that there are children around, Kenshin has gotten better in dealing with kids ever since the twins were born, so he was more careful now.

Himeko crosses her arms while smiling, a motivated expression on her face “You are too slow, I have made a list on everything that dad will like!”

“Well, look at you two multitaskers! I guess i don’t have anything to worry about anything this year! Just remember, anything that might be too difficult or dangerous to do, you two should ask your uncles’ assistance with.” Just in case, I asked Sasuke and Yukimura to keep a constant eye on them. While the children were determined, they also thought they could do certain things alone, it would be better to have more than one adult to ensure they don’t do anything they shouldn’t do.

“Okay!” Both seemed very excited to plan their father’s birthday, I wanted to let them feel included during the planning this year so that they weren’t left out, I could see how eager they were to surprise shingen.

While the children talked about what they needed to do for the banquet that night, I shifted my gaze towards what I was baking, feeling a bit lost. It’s not that it’s impossible to bake a cake, but it was very difficult without the convenience and proper materials. I was trying to come up with a different idea, but that was not going how I wanted.

Once the sun lighted up all the sky, It was certain that Shingen would be up and looking around for us, and i can’t let him see the preparations. The plan was, after baking something (at this point it didn’t even need to be a cake) and then take him for a date in town. While we are out, the others will prepare everything so that we would come back for a whole party waiting for shingen. Maybe… i could stack dangos in a pyramid or… maybe manju? It technically is a small cake, i could stack them together to make up for the lack of a proper modern cake.

I had already baked all his favorites, dango, chestnut buns, sweet bean paste, sweet gelatin… maybe tons of manju built up in a tower should do.

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By the time I was done, the children had already taken a few sweets under the guise of just taste testing and ran out of the kitchen to go distract shingen from coming in the kitchen in case he was already up. Meaning that I need to have the maids take care of the sweets while I go and change, he would obviously be able to tell that I was cooking for his party. I carefully sneaked out of the kitchen, making my way through the corridors until I could reach the bathhouse. For my luck, I didn’t stumble into shingen on my way there.

The moment I was out of the bathhouse, however…

I felt two, strong arms pulling me against a wall— I mean, chest. Even though I was surprised, there was no denying who it was, my arms wrapped around his torso as tightly as possible. I had had trouble waking up way earlier than him just so that i could start baking his sweets, his arms are just too comfortable to move away from.

“I have been looking for you, my sneaky goddess.” His voice was warm and filled me with joy just from being near him. “My arms became cold without you there, i thought my heart was going to freeze in this snowy weather.”

“You exaggerate, though it was pretty difficult leaving your side…” just the possibility of burying my face against his chest while snuggling gave me all the energy I needed and made waking up early worth it.

“I saw the children running around the hallways, but they wouldn’t tell me what they were doing. Am I to believe that I should expect something today?” That smile he gave me made me want to give it all away to him.

Aha! I know that look, he was trying to charm his way into finding out our plans. Well, two can play this game. “I don’t know, maybe they are excited that their uncles are visiting.” I gave him my best mischievous grin, over time I had started joining him in these games of teasing that he would start.

“Is that so? Yuki does enjoy playing with them.” In our hug, his face began getting closer to my neck, my body shivered when I felt his breath against my shoulder. His lips were only grazing at my skin yet it pulled quite the reaction from me. “Hmm… chestnut buns, I knew there was a sweet scent in the air.”

Eh? How did he even figure that out? I made sure to take a long bath just so that no sweet scent lingered on me… was he just that good at guessing? It was hard to concentrate and think when he was giving soft kisses over my neck now. They weren’t intense enough to leave a love mark, but i could feel the lingering warmth there. No, maybe another trick? Well, i wouldn’t let myself fall for it.

“Looks like someone is hungry, did you eat your breakfast already? You shouldn’t have any buns unless you want to get scolded by Yukimura.” I hoped that i could distract him from finding out what I did, at least until the banquet for that night.

“As long as I have my angel of luck with me, yuki won’t be finding out.” Before he could deepen his kisses over my neck, we both heard someone clearing their throat from behind shingen.

“I won’t be finding out about what?” Yukimura was tapping his foot as if to show his impatience. “Just how many times have I told you two to go find a room instead of doing this in the middle of the hallway?”

It was during times like these that i would both be grateful and want to strangle Yukimura, for one he was able to interrupt before things escalated and all of our plans were threw out the window, but at the same time I was enjoying those kisses…

“Yuki… you really know how to ruin a man’s pleasure.” A bit dejected but with a smile on his face, shingen pulled away, keeping only one arm around my waist as he turned around to look at his vassal.

I knew that this was Yukimura’s way of reminding me of our plans, which is why I needed to focus more. First, I have to take him out of the castle for a date.

“Now that you mention, it would be nice if we could go out on a date! With work, it has been impossible for us to go out.” I looked at Shingen excitedly, this was also the perfect opportunity for us to have some privacy.

“A date sounds just perfect for the today, though I worry about not taking the children.” He is the sweetest, almost all of our dates to town, we would make sure to take the twins together, making it a big family outing.

“Do you guys not understand the concept of ‘get a room’? You are just going to a more exposed place…. Don’t worry, we can look after them, it has been a while since I spent time with the twins. I heard that Yoshimoto also has some souvenirs for them” Yukimura spoke with a smile when mentioning Oujiro and Himeko. Great, Yukimura was doing just as we planned, today it was just me and shingen for the this date and then the children would be able the surprise him with the party.

“How considerate of you, Yuki. I can’t turn this opportunity to have my celestial maiden all to myself.” He moved closer so that his lips were closer to my ear, his voice lower. “That means i won’t need to hold back on flirting.”

“Shingen! Alright, l-let’s go get ready for our date before Yukimura scold us more.” I giggled with a blush forming on my cheeks, gently pushing him away with me so that we could go to our room.

—————

Once we both were finally ready, we were set to leave for our date, though we had to get dressed separately just so that no “change of plans” occurred. He was dressed up before I was, I took a bit longer because I wanted to try a new kimono that I requested from the seamstress, I wanted something special for Shingen’s birthday after all. Once I met up with him at the entrance of the castle, he froze immediately upon looking at me.

“I must be envied by all men in this world, for I have witnessed a goddess descending I front of me.” He walked closer, making me feel a bit bashful at his sweet words.

“Let them be jealous, then. Because this goddess is taking you to a special date.” I quickly took his hand, gently tugging on it so that we could walk together.

“How lucky I am to have a goddess accompanying me, I should make every moment of this worthwhile.” His large hand engulfed mine in his, making me feel warm all over with just that physical contact. Something told me that our date promised a lot of fun!

—————

Meanwhile, as the two figures walked out for their date in town, the castle could finally start the preparations without worrying about shingen finding out, maids and vassals were running around the halls while receiving the orders from the main organizers of the party… the twins.

“Do you think they can handle this part? It isn’t too difficult but they might feel overwhelmed.” Sasuke said while looking at Oujiro and Himeko, who were checking and then double checking the list the little girl was holding. Sasuke was in charge of ensuring that the castle would be safe and properly guarded while everyone celebrated Shingen’s birthday.

“If they take after their parents, I think both are more than capable.” Yukimura seemed more confident about the kids’ abilities. He was in charge of carrying heavy weight objects that the twins couldn’t possibly carry and setting them up in the room for the banquet.

“Selena did say that they have been getting more responsible lately, perhaps that’s what happens when you are one of Shingen’s children.” Yoshimoto fanned himself lightly while taking a break, he was mostly in charge of the decoration according to Himeko, who asked for his assistance in making the room the party would take place beautiful.

“It isn’t just because of shingen, if it wasn’t for that woman, that idiot would still be a mess.” Kenshin drank tea from his cup, which he had to choose instead of sake considering that the twins were nearby. He was in charge of providing more food for the banquet and the best drinks (of course, the children would be only allowed tea or water).

Each warlord received orders from the twins on what they should do, to which they all complied. Seeing the twins growing up to be so similar to their parents spread a warm, mutual feeling among the warlords, a certainty that their future was bright.

To be continued…

[yuki-world]

秦彻 | SYLUS ; PLAN

summary | sylus sets a time limit for you to retrieve the brooch from him. unfortunately, you don't get it in time no matter how hard you try, but fortunately, it's sylus you're dealing with.

tags | nsfw (smut), fem!reader, mention of handcuffs, vaginal penetration, creampie, 2.9k words

a/n : inspired by his affinity lvl 15 story (?) aka the one where he gets handcuffed to the bed

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“oh,” sylus raises a brow, clearly finding this whole situation amusing. he’s handcuffed to his own bed with you straddling him, teasing him by tracing your index finger over his body. just how cocky were you?

sylus takes a deep breath in. “so you think you’ve got me now, is that right?”

you hum in response, stopping your finger near his abdomen. “think? no, i know,” you reply confidently, letting out a slight scoff. there was no way he could move, so you could find it freely as you pleased. this was the best scenario, and luckily you didn’t fumble it as this was your last attempt before the deadline reached.

unbeknownst to you, it’s not that he couldn’t un-cuff himselfー it’s actually quite offensive that you think that. it’s more of him wanting to see how far you would go if he wasn’t going to intervene, because it’s fun. how adorable you look thinking you’ve won, how eager you look to finally win against him in something. and so, he watches. eyes locked onto your every action and reaction as you try to find the hidden brooch.

you start at the top of his robe near his neck, your hand making it’s way down, slowly feeling for any small and hard object. you pat at the material rested on his chest, but still no sign.

sylus gives you a small smirk, and you narrow your eyes. you didn’t exactly trust him per se, even if he promised to keep his word. what if this was just a trick? what if he was just toying with you? what if he didn’t have the brooch?”

“are you sure the brooch is even on you?” you questioned. his growing smirk was only making you more suspicious by the minute.

“accusing me, kitten?” he asks, feigning disappointment. “you haven’t even finished looking.”

you roll your eyes at his words, mumbling a small whatever under your breath as you continued looking for the brooch. you smoothed your palm down his robe, patting around his waist. still nothing.

you were getting desperate at this pointー you were almost there. this was the best effort you’ve made so far, and you weren’t going to let your plan fail so easily. you swallow, trailing your hand further down his robe, albeit hesitantly. your hands were at his thigh, the thin material the only thing separating your skin with his.

mentally shaking your head to snap out of your thoughts, you continue feeling for where the brooch might be.

suddenly, you feel something hard. it’s hard, no mistake, but it was far from small.

…that’s definitely not the brooch.

“i’d be careful where you’re touching,” sylus speaks, his voice almost making you jump as you retracted your hand quickly. a tinge of red spreads across your cheeks, and you try to defend yourself.

“shutー quiet,” you stuttered. “i didn’t mean to, okay? sorry,” you apologized, breathing out as you tried to maintain your composure. focus on the goal, you repeated to yourself over and over again. you meet his eyes for a split second, and god, you want to wipe that smirk off his face.

he lets out a breathy chuckle, watching you get distracted as you panicked to look for the brooch.

you finally get to the bottom of his robe, but you find absolutely nothing. where else could he have hidden it? he had to have it with him… that was a rule, right?

“i swear, you’re playing with me,” you accused, defeated. how was this possible? you set everything up perfectly, and the one thing you couldn’t do was find the broochー despite being able to check him freely? “be honest, is it really on you or not?” you asked, squishing his cheeks together with your hand so he looks at you.

“oh, look at that,” he states, ignoring your question before tilting his head up slightly, glancing at the clock, then back to you.

“time’s up.”

you hear a soft click, your head snapping to the sound of the handcuffs unlocking as you let your hand fall.

your body moves instinctively, feet touching the floor as you push yourself off his bed to make your escape.

…only for him pull you back and throw you onto the bed, landing with a soft thud against his pillow. you try to lift yourself up again, but your wrists get pinned by his larger handsー all the more making it hard to move. you start to squirm a little, but decide it’s of no use.

“you really are naive,” sylus sighs, shaking his head in disappointment. how you thought a pair of poorly made handcuffs were supposed to restrict him was beyond comprehendible. “since you didn’t find it in time, i get to have my way with you.”

“whatever, justー just get on with it.” you roll your eyes, trying to act nonchalant, but you can’t help the sudden wave of pleasure that shoots through your body at his words.

complying, he slams his lips against yours, the kiss filled with hunger and greed. the kiss was far from sloppyー he made sure you felt everything, both physically and emotionally, very calculated. his tongue darts out to swipe against your bottom lip, and you gasp.

he takes this opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, the wet sounds of making out filling his room as he continued to french kiss you.

removing his hand from one of your wrists, he opts to grip your waist instead, subtly pushing your shirt higher and higher, until your bra was exposed.

you shouldn’t be enjoying this. yet here you were, squirming under him as your thighs rubbed against one another, eager to feel any sort of stimulation. his mouth felt so warm as he continued kissing you, and so did the atmosphere.

feeling the movement of your thighs, he lets go of your other wrist, spreading your legs apart before slotting himself in between them, his crotch flushed against you. he doesn’t break the kiss once, letting you grind onto his hardened bulge to relieve yourself.

“sylus,” you breathed out, pushing him away gently to catch your breath. you panted softly, a string of saliva connecting the both of your lips as he pulled back.

“what, kitten?” he leans back smugly, admiring how red your lips were. all his doing, of course. “you can’t even handle a bit of kissing?”

“that was not a bit of kissing,” you retorted, looking away. you noticed your clothes were starting to stick onto your skin, presumably from the heat. you start to slowly unbutton your shirt one by one, but he’s not having any of that.

he smacks your hand away, ripping open the shirt like it was paper, some buttons popping off. you couldn't even protest as he pulled your bra down, exposing your tits.

"what the fuck, sylus! that was my favorite shirt," you scolded, furrowing your brows. it was one of the few shirts you decided to splurge on after contemplating for a long time, and the fact that he just tore it like that...

"how much?" he questions, squeezing one of your tits.

"what? like, a little over a hundredー"

"insignificant," he cuts you off, latching onto one of your nipples. he already knew whatever value you said wouldn't matter much to himー he could buy you a million of those shirts and there wouldn't be a single dent to his bank account.

he continues to suck and fondle, alternating between each tit to give them equal attention. he bites occasionally, each time making you gasp. you thread your fingers through his hair, pulling every time he sucked or bit too hard.

after what felt like hours, sylus finally pulls off you with a pop, staring at the red marks, shining with his saliva around your tits. even better that it's from his doing. he lets out a satisfied sigh.

"don't... look at me like that," you whisper, covering his eyes, feeling slightly embarrassed.

he lets out a breathy chuckle, bringing your palm to his lips to kiss it. "you're getting shy now? you weren't earlier when you were touching me all over," he points out, pulling your pants and underwear off in one clean motion.

"and don't think i forgot when you brushed against my..."

"that's 'cause i was looking for the brooch!" you argued, letting out a defeated sigh. "...just fuck me already."

"it's interesting that you think you're in any position to make demands." he flips you over onto your hands and knees, giving your ass a loud slap, resonating throughout the room. "ass up, don't take your own sweet time."

you clicked your tongue at his attitude, but did as he told anyway. as much as you didn't want to admit it, you were eager. the last time the both of you had sex, he fucked you until you were on the brink of tears, moaning and drooling into his pillows that he had to change them after. it was amazing, to say the very least.

sylus shifts behind you, undoing his robe and getting rid of his boxers quickly. his cock stands erected, large obviously, and it's clear he's already been hard since the beginning. even if you don't turn around to look, you knew just how much pre-cum was leaking from his cock as he rubs the coated tip between your embarrassingly wet folds. so much so that you didn't even need any preparationー not even his fingers to spread your pussy open.

he gives your ass another slap again, before guiding his cock into your tight entrance. your pussy stretches around him to accommodate his girth, instinctively clamping down the moment it entered.

"ngh, sylus," you moan, fingers gripping onto his sheets, pillows, anything you could grab on to as he pushed more of his inches into you. you'll never get enough of how big he feels inside you, the empty space previously now filled to the brim with his cock, stretching you out to mold your insides to the shape of him.

"fuck... always so fucking tight, huh?" sylus exhales, bottoming out inside you. though, there was still some of his length left that your cunt couldn't take in. "this cock is too big for you."

you whined in response, spreading your legs further to take more of him in comfortably, but you could barely do so from how filled you were. there was simply no space inside you.

"aw, too much for you, kitten?" he mocks. pulling back to leave only his tip in, before slamming his entire length back into you.

"shutー ahー up!" you cry out as you jerk forward from the sheer force of his thrust. his hands were wrapped around your waist, pulling you back to meet each thrust of his cock. you should've known he was only going to go faster, his seemingly sweet and slow pace disappearing the moment he starts pounding into you at rapid speeds. his balls were hitting your clit every time he pushed his cock in, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

your sounds get louder and louder each time he fucks into you, so much so that you have to bury your face into the pillow to muffle your moans. it was going to happen againー his pillows stained with drool.

he slammed his hips against your ass harder, hoping to elicit more sounds from you. "sylus... mmph!" you moan, his name coming out unclear from how muffled you were.

"hmm?" he hums in question, pulling your hair to lift your face off the pillow. "who said that you could hide your pretty sounds?"

sylus pulls out before flipping you over again, this time taking a few seconds to admire your fucked out state. your face was flushed, half-lidded eyes and drool dribbling down the side of your mouth. he doesn't think he's ever seen a prettier sight.

"you're drooling," he points out, using his thumb to wipe some of it away. well, you knew that, but you don't care, because at this point, all you can think about is his cock. you've never been more grateful to him, more thankful that you met him, as he pushes his cock into you once more.

your walls feel so good around him, he has to take a brief breather before starting to thrust. such a tight cunt, he thinks again, because it's trueー he's never fucked this good of a pussy. wrapping around him so warmly, clenching onto him in all the right ways. he could die happy like this. he could die happy with you.

"fuck me, fuck meー fuck me," you beg, snapping him out of his thoughts. you push up against him, trying to move on your own, to take more of him in, to just do something. the lack of stimulation was killing you.

"stop," he hisses, gripping your thigh to stop you. "you're going to hurt yourself. let me do it."

and then he starts again, fucking you with so much vigor that you mentally question just how much stamina he actually has. he never lets his pace falter from then onwards, railing you as the bed starts to move along to his movements.

with no pillow to bury your face in, you couldn't hide your moans even if you wanted toー exactly what he wanted. you were screaming, "harderー fuckー yes! right there!"

"so noisy in bed," he groans, hands reaching up to intertwine your fingers with him. a small and sweet gesture, the complete opposite of how roughly he was ramming his cock deep inside you. repeatedly, at that same exact spot that had your eyes rolling backwards. if anyone was outside his doorー hell, not even outside his door, maybe even at a few rooms away, they would definitely still be able hear you.

you wrap your legs around his waist tightly, feeling your orgasm approaching sooner than you thought. "sylus, i wannaー make me cum, please!"

no, he wanted to say. this wasn't your reward, you didn't even find the brooch. but he couldn't. because he was close too.

sylus wasn't going to deny you even if you didn't ask so nicely, even if you demanded him to. he knows the exact look on your face as you cum, and it's the same, perfect, expression that he loves so much each time. at your request, he lets go of one of your hands, dipping his fingers into your mouth before trailing down to rub circles around your clit.

unnecessary? yes, you were already soaking wet. just for good measure, he thinks. besides, you looked sexy with your mouth wrapped around his fingers, almost struggling with how much larger his digits were.

you start squirming, squeezing his hand tighter as he continues thrusting while rubbing, a deadly combo. "fuckー thaaat's it, be a good girl and cream on my cock."

"oh myー sylus!" you scream out his name as your orgasm hits you, eyes rolling back, nails digging into his hand, and your back arches off the bed. your pussy starts tightening and spasming around him like a vice. he feels you get so much, so much wetter that his cock almost slips out of you as he pulls back.

"such a sweet expression," he groans at the sight, pushing your legs back as he tries to angle his cock deeper into you. you try to close your legs from sensitivity, but he simply won't let you, not when he's so close to cumming.

"ohー yes, fuuuck..." he throws his head back with a final snap of his hips, his cock pulsing inside you as he pumps your pussy with cum, his thick load of semen coating your insides with warmth.

coming down from his high with a few more weak spurts of cum, he lets his head fall back down, a contented sigh as he pulls out slowly with a loud squelch. you whimper at the sensitivity, but also at the loss of his cock. his load takes a few seconds to dribble out, thick and creamy, leaving a trail down to your ass.

"satisfied?" he tilts his head, letting your legs down. "seems like you're done for tonight."

"yeah," you breathe out in exhaustion, feeling his hand caress your cheek. "the brooch," you paused, suddenly remembering.

"where is it, and... what's the actual punishment?"

sylus looks at you amused, reaching over to his robe tossed somewhere on the floor, unpinning the brooch before holding it towards you. "looking for this?"

you widened your eyes. how could it have been in his robe? you literally searched everywhereー

"i know what's going on in that little head of yours," he sighs, opening your palm to put it in your hand. "you got distracted, remember? you brushed past it and didn't even notice, kitten."

you groaned in frustration, mad at yourself that you didn't even notice. you basically just accused him for nothing.

"...and the actual punishment? for not getting the brooch in time?"

"no punishment," he states smugly, watching your lips part in disbelief.

"seriously? i put in a lot of effort into these plans you know!" you smack his chest lightly. "i can't believe you."

"i'd say you gained a lot more than you lost," he says as a matter-of-factly, eyeing the white mess oozing out of your cunt.

"...shut up."

ー @yuki-world

[xxsycamore]

𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐓𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐫

↬  💋 Confidence runs through your veins, and you boldly hold Shingen's gaze to prove it as you striptease for him. He's so gorgeous occupying his seat and letting you do this to him; play tricks on his mind like his personal little siren.

Takeda Shingen x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Daddy Kink; Sugar Daddy; Pool Sex; Strip Tease; Teasing; Water Sex; Vaginal Sex; Creampie; Modern AU • wordcount: 1,734 • masterlist

a/n:  Inspired by Lana's song Yayo, because it was written for Shingen Takeda. (Daddy? Tiger?!) For Late Summer Rendezvous, Day 3: Private pool skinny dipping

"Are you excited to find out which one of the swimsuits you bought me I'm wearing under this dress, Daddy?"

Looking at Shingen over your shoulder, your fingers trace down the skin, not yet lowering the frilly sleeve - just teasing. The chic little dress you're wearing for him is perfect for executing your plan of keeping him on his toes, leaving him burning with curiosity.

Earlier today, when you got a text from Shingen to meet him by the pool, you found three luxury brand bags on your bed - all three containing swimwear he picked only just for you.

As you tried them on, you saw in the mirror what he saw in his fantasies. Glowing with the affection you felt still lingering on the pieces of fabric, knowing that he chose all three led by the simple desire to see you wearing them. Did he spoil you by getting you that many, or could he simply not pick? Perhaps both answers are correct. You love him, you love him too much.

That's why you want to give him something in return. One leg in front of the other, you step in closer so he can get a better look from where he admires you on his chaise longue. Preferred poolside drink swirling in his glass as he moves it to his thirsty lips, the ice in his glass clinks and Shingen's sip is suspiciously small - you interpret it as him wanting to free his field of vision of anything that's not you quickly enough not to miss anything, no matter how small of a detail - and you giggle.

Giving him a little dance, you turn around again, looking over your other shoulder, and this time you bare it for his eyes. The neckline of your dress lowers with the newly pulled-down frilly sleeve, and you leave it as that as you move your hips. The music coming from indoors syncs perfectly with your alluring dance, it's as if the universe works for you today. Confidence runs through your veins, and you boldly hold Shingen's gaze to prove it as you striptease for him.

He's so gorgeous occupying his seat and letting you do this to him; play tricks on his mind like his personal little siren. His heavy necklace shining on the sun, golden rings adorning his hand as he taps lightly on his glass. His grey eyes so dark now, a shadow of lust cast over them. You're proud of yourself for getting this reaction so quickly. You keep moving your hips.

The other sleeve is off, and of course, it shows nothing of what Shingen is waiting to see. There's no bikini tied behind your neck so he narrows it down to two possible choices, and perhaps makes it harder to place his bets on one over the other. That's what you conclude by the way he's cupping his chin, one finger ghosting over his lips.

Turning your back to him, you change tactics and begin raising the hem of your dress now. Past your knees, past your thighs. Your body lowers down to a squat as you do, it goes down, the dress goes up. Soon the globes of your backside enter Shingen's vision - but only briefly, leaving too little yet too much to his imagination.

A thong then, is what most probably enters your humming darling's mind. You almost feel a devil's horns materializing over your head, and you wiggle your ass hoping that the pointed tail would follow.

"Daddy's patience has limits, sweetheart. You know that, don't give me these eyes now."

Faking a frown for him is hard when you want to grin at his 'warning' - oh, you've heard those exact words somewhere before. Before your mind can be taken to other places, pink-tinted memories making your body hot as you remember, you pick up your dance where you left. Right, the part where you make the big reveal.

Facing Shingen once again, you let your movement loose the neckline of your dress without the support of your shoulders holding it in place. It lowers down as you almost wiggle out of it in your sultry movements, lower and lower, showing more of your skin.

Shingen's sharpened gaze follows suit, waiting to meet the valley of your breast with his gaze - and to meet the fabric of the swimwear that won the opportunity to adorn your body on this hot summer day by Takeda's private pool. One that was picked especially for his sweetheart, and that she, in turn, picked to wear for him today.

Except, it's nowhere to be seen.

Shingen gazes upon you as you reveal millimeter after millimeter of nude cleavage, trying to remember if the bikini tops he gifted you were that skimpy. He's mesmerized by the time he sees the familiar forms of your breasts in their whole beauty, dress falling down your tummy. Then sliding down your hips with the help of your hands, you turn just a little to reveal the curve of your ass that is equally as uncovered, no thong to be seen.

And with that, the dress falls to the floor. Making a little spin for Shingen, you beam up with growing anticipation.

"Do you like it? I wanted to swim with you today in this."

Shingen takes another sip. His smile is just as familiar as is his gaze to you. It could mean a lot of things, all things you're guaranteed to love.

He places down his glass slowly, moving his eyes on you from head to toe. One of you is a bad performer - either you at seducing him, or him at playing cool. He stands up.

"What are you waiting for, then? Get in the pool."

You bite on your bottom lip watching him get up to undoubtedly join you, and you feel the telltale shivers run down your spine. The pool ladder is right there behind you, and you take a step back to position yourself, seeing that Shingen is eager to follow suit. You see him taking off his trunks in a hurry, now as nude as you are.

But you mistake his enthusiasm for impatience, leaving yourself open to his surprise attack - strong arms taking hold of your body, you're soon lifted off the ground, final destination already known.

Jumping together with you in the water, Shingen makes you scream with adrenaline, even if he is as careful as he can be in his act of spontaneous wildness. You can't blame him for wanting to get you in the water as fast as possible - knowing you're not leaving his hold for awhile - especially as something big and firm presses against your hip.

"Daddy, you're-"

"Are you surprised?" Shingen hisses against your neck, ambushing it with kisses that make you weak. He has you like putty in the water, already grabbing your legs and guiding them to wrap around his torso. He's going to have you right now, no more games. Arousal clouds your mind and you feel ready for him, hot and needy inside and aching to feel him claiming you.

"You're whining. What happened, sweets? You looked so full of yourself just a second ago. Where did that confidence go?"

Eyes opening wide as you register the unmistakable rubbing of Shingen's length along your glistening lips, incoherent syllables leaving your mouth that dangerously resemble a plea. Shingen smirks as if he loves them more than a proper begging, and you guess so by the rewarding ministration of him guiding the tip inside you. Only, he loves to play dirty.

"Oh, it slipped out. Perhaps you can lend me a hand."

Muscular arms flexing around your waist, you picture Shingen easily impaling you on his cock like a ragdoll - his teasing is obvious and irritating, and you're so very shaky when you remove one arm from around his neck and instead reach down to find the place where you're supposed to be connected.

Just to return the favor, you give him a good stroke, falsely pretending to guide him in once or twice - for the fun of it. Just so that it's known it's not only you who's impatient.

Shingen curses under his breath and crashes his lips against yours, making you feel every ounce of frustration in the form of a fierce kiss. He also aims at distracting you.

Getting a good hold of your form, he makes your dreams come true by pressing you down on him, stretching out your insides on his thick length in one long thrust, inch by delicious inch.

You arch your back, trying to withdraw from the kiss just to fill your lungs with oxygen again and use it to voice out the intense pleasure waving over you in a series of moans.

Shingen smirks against your neck, kisses getting rougher and shapeless, wanting to feel you on his tongue just somewhere.

"That's it, good girl. Hold onto me and let me move you up and down. That's what you wanted, right? For me to fuck you silly?"

Wrapping your legs tighter around Shingen's waist, you moan hopelessly, praying that he accepts it for an answer rather than bully you into begging him more. The water feels so good all around you accommodating your untamed act, and you think you're in heaven. Fucking your daddy in his private pool, seducing him to madness with your audacity to show up wearing neither of the luxurious swimsuits he bought you. You don't even need the guttural sound of his groans at this very moment in order to explode and cum all around him - but hearing him voice out the way you make him feel, you climax on the spot.

"Ahhhhhh-Daddy-Daddy!"

Writhing in his hold, you let yourself be fucked hard and deep through it all, not realizing when Shingen's thrusts got deeper and uneven, the heat inside you suddenly intensifying in a familiar way until a groan falls from your lips. Shingen finds them to claim, giving you a sweet, lazy kiss as he pumps the rest of his cum in your welcoming depths, chuckling at the way your refuse to unwrap your legs around him even after he calms down from his high.

"If you're going to play, go all the way. I don't want to see a single piece of clothing on you the whole time we're here. Got that, sweetheart?"

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[selenacosmic]

Don’t flirt with your doctor.

This is for the reverse ask game from @the12thnightproject which I found really interesting. The prompt I got was “AU: medical”.

“Doctor… I don’t feel so good…” A pained, husky voice said.

His face contorted in agony as he reached out for me. I hurried to his side to check on his temperature and breathing. Hm? Strange, his temperature and breathing seem perfectly fine. As I came to that conclusion, I felt my hand being held by the patient, who smiled in the most infuriating way possible. “I will feel better if I get a kiss.”

I can’t with this man… in situations like this, it’s normal to get angry and annoyed. But the man laying down on the hospital bed, my patient, couldn’t make me truly angry at him. However, letting him think that he managed to fluster me wasn’t part of my plans. As punishment, I pinched his arm with my free hand lightly. “Ouch! Doctor.. have mercy on me.” Even when he felt a bit of pain, he still smiled at me, finally letting go of my hand.

“How many times have I told you to not flirt with your doctor? You should be focusing on getting better, not playing pranks.” And distasteful ones at that, my patient chuckled at my words and laid down on the bed properly.

This wasn’t just any patient, he had to be the oddest patient I have had so far. His name is Shingen Takeda, a man who should be on his early thirties who went through surgery recently. His case was serious, and a bit complicated. But luck was on his side, the operation was a success and he seem to be recovering well.

“How can I resist? I have an angel taking care of me, nursing me back to health.” And there was this. Not only is he a handsome man, he keeps saying sugary words to every women around. He always says praises to the nurses and doctors who assist him, and I have seen many of them blushing and feeling happy after hearing his praises. Though lately he has been focusing too much on me.

“Hush, if you want to recover properly, don’t talk much.” I should be concentrating on my work…

“I already told you, a kiss is all I need to feel better.” He lightly tapped his lips, teasing me with that infuriating smile.

Is he seriously expecting me to kiss him? Just how shameless can this man be? I crossed my arms as I sighed, looking away from him to think. What to do in this kind of situation…

“You know, I am truly glad that you are the doctor in charge of me.” His sudden words caught me off guard, making me look back at him. His smile seemed… different. It was distant and sad.

“There are plenty of capable doctors in this hospital, some who would be doing a better job.” I answered in a matter-of-fact tone, what I said was true. There were other nurses and doctors who helped him and took care of him.

“Let me tell you a secret, it will be just between us. Before I lost consciousness, before the surgery even started, I heard what the other doctors were talking about. My situation… it was pretty dire, wasn’t it?” To that, I stayed silent. Did he hear everything…? His situation was very difficult, his lungs needed immediate surgery that could go wrong at any time, we had no guarantee that he would survive. I paid attention as he continued:

“Most of the doctors didn’t have much hope of success because of how damaged my lungs were, I suppose that is my fault for letting it get that bad. But I remember your voice… you were certain that I would survive and said that you should do everything you could to make that true.” He looked at me with tenderness in his grey eyes, was that what made him prefer me as his doctor..?

“That’s what a doctor should do, have faith that the procedure will be a success and give their all to make it happen. I was only doing my job.”

“And that’s why I admire you, doctor.” Those words impacted me more than they should. My eyes grew wide, my cheeks blushing. “Now, how about that kiss?”

“In your dreams.” I walked away a bit flustered, trying to shake away that fuzzy feeling inside of me.

[suspicious-andou]

heyy this is very nice!! can you write shingen + mc riding him because he is feeling a bit sick??have a nice night!!!!!

Hiya Anon, sure you can!!! I haven't read his route and i had a bit of writers block 🥺 i hope its adequate enough to suit your tastes 💖

Rating: Explicit 🔞

Pair: Shingen Takeda x MC

Tags: massage, cowgirl, creampie, cunningulus, blow job, slight shingen route spoiler

Summary: Shingen isn't feeling well, which then MC offers to give him a massage, but it all took a spicy turn..

Shingen wasn't the type to get random fevers. His immune system had always been quite strong despite having chest problems, but there he was, tucked into his futon with MC by his side.

"That should cool you off a bit.." MC said as she placed a cold and damp towel on top of his flushed forehead, wiping off a bead sweat off his face with her thumb

"It must be lucky day since you have been pampering me all day princess" shingen said as he let out a delighted laugh, clasping his hand onto MC's hand that had placed the damp towel moments ago.

She made eye contact with him, tenderly intertwining their fingers

"Who wouldn't?" She paused "It's only natural for me to do so as your lover" she said, lips curving upwards

MC placed her other hand on his cheek, then on his neck, making sure that his fever was under control.

"Your fever doesn't seem to bad, so hopefully you will be alright in a few days" she added, earning a chucke from shingen

"Hah! Im already perfectly fine just by having you here, i could even conquer the whole world-" he boasted, attempting to sit up, which was immidiately interupted as soon as he felt the strain in his back muscles.

"Don't you dare sit up!" She protessed, pushing him back down

"Sorry, sorry, im alright" shingen paused as he positioned himself comfortably "though my muscles are acting up more than i anticipated." He said, as he let out a big sigh.

"Mm..." MC hummed, wondering if she had anything on top her head that could help him.

After a moment of silence, she recall being given some essential oil by Sasuke a while back

"Ah, i know what to do!" MC announced, earning shingen's attention.

She hurried over to the table to find her bag, which then she rummaged through the contents, pulling out a vial.

"I've got some oil that's apparently good for massages" MC said as she sat back down by his side, presenting the vial to him

He carefully took the vial out of her hands, examining the content

"Hmm.. interesting"

"Well, im not going to say no to an exclusive massage from my princess" He said enthustiastically, handing the vial back to her

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Shingen was now laying on his stomach, his kimono down where his hakama was. She sat against his lower body, carefull to not cause any strain on the wrong spots

"Tell me if anything hurts okay?" MC said as she opened the vial, earning a hum of aproval

She poured some oil onto his broad back, smearing it around with her palms. She noticed how the hair on his back stood up the moment her palms made contact with his skin, but thought no more of it.

Shingen's back was fairly sensitive and his fever had elevated that sensitivity. Something as innocent as this was enough to be considered provocative.

She started pushing her fingers against the stiff muscles at different strength, depending on the pressure needed, earning a handfull of satisfied grunts from him.

'Fuck' shingen cursed internally, as he could feel his member start twitching

Every movement her hands did went straight down to his member. He bit his lower lip in anticipation as he felt her hands work on his lower back.

He wanted to feel her around him so badly and honestly, he felt a little silly for getting this worked up over a massage. He was even grunting much more than he'd like to

"Gosh, you are quite vocal." Mc commented "Is my massaging skills that good?"

"Well mmh.. of course.." he answered, "Can i turn around? Something else needs attention..." he said, obviously having other intentions in mind

"Hm? If that's what you want" she said, stopping her movements

she stood up, straddling shingen's torso in between her legs, allowing room for him to turn around. She plopped down back softly onto his lower body. She wiggled herself comfortably in place, eyebrows cocking as she felt something out of place

"Give me a second, something feels hard-"

That's when it sunk in

It should have clicked in when she noticed him being quite vocal. She should have realized that it was merely a sneaky excuse from him.

She made eye contact with him, pretending to look shocked, but there he was, smirking, desire in his grey orbs.

"Really? Over a massage?" She questioned as she giggled, which then shingen slid one of his hands under her kimono, giving her thigh a soft yet needy squeeze.

"Anything you do is enough to send me over the edge and you know that princess.." He said with a husky voice

"Mmm.." she hummed

Seeing him this worked up was enough to cause her to tingle with desire

"You wouldn't mind would you? He questioned suggestively.

"Nope.. Not in the slightest" she said "tell me.. how csn i make you feel better shingen-sama..?" she said as she grinded herself gently against his clothed bulge earning a grunt from him, then he moved his hand onto her butt, giving it a squeeze

“Turn around, pussy on my face.” He commanded “While i do so, make sure you have my cock in your mouth.” He added.

MC gladly complied, though no matter how many times they did it, she always had found this position quite embarrassing. She sheepishly lifted her kimono for her to turn around. Shingen knew how embarrased this position usually made her, which is why he used both strong arms to pull her rear towards his face, causing her to yelp.

He shifted the material of her kimono along with her underwear, revealing her damp core puckering with her juices.

“T-this is embarrassing.. ” She protessed as her hands fumbled throigh his clothing, pulling out his throbbing cock out of his hakama. His member was leaking out precum, and it twitched with excitement as soon as her hands made contact with it

Shingen scoffed

“Heh! You won’t be saying that as soon as i start eating you-nnn..” shingen attempted to say but was silenced as soon as soon as she abrubtly took his whole length down her throat.

“..i was only joking” shingen said as he exhaled, enjoying the sensation.

He began working on her pussy by giving her clit a lick, before wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves. After hearing her moaning on his cock, he plunged a finger before adding an additional finger into her tight hole, scissoring them, ensuring that it was hitting her favorite spots.

“Ah.. right there” she moaned out blissfully, taking his length out of her throat. She proceeded to give his tip a handful of licks, working her hands on the base of his length.

Shingen closed his eyes for a brief moment feeling the sweet sensation of her tongue on his throbbing member. Because of how sensitive he was due to the fever, he realised that he wouldn’t last any longer if she continued. Giving her core one last lick he signalled MC to move

“That’s good enough.” He stated “Now turn around dear” he instructed

MC turned around as instructed, now sitting near his crotch, throbbing length brushing against her wet core.

“what do you want me to do..?” She questioned with anticipation, grinding her bare core against him

“Now then..” he trailed off , placing his hands on her hips “you won’t mind taking me in one go, would ya? Hm?” Shingen asked, which sounded more like a command.

“mm.. i don't know” She teased, rubbing herself up and down his impatient length, denying entrance whenever his tip came in contact with her entrance

"Do i mind- nghh!!?" She attempted to speak, but was interuppted when shingen used both hands to push her down onto his cock in one go.

"Haah.. shit" he cursed feeling her warmth around his cock

"No princess, the answer is you do not mind." shingen stated, which was very much true

"Obviously..ngh.." she retorted in between moans

The way his thick length slid in into her in one go was enough to almost send her over the edge. His member felt hotter than usual, and it was stretching her in the best way possible, hitting her sensitive spots.

She bounced herself slowly to begin with, feeling his calloused hands grip stronger onto her hips, a string of moans and grunts spilling out of their lips

She was going slow on purpose, savoring his the way his cock glided in and out of her, his tip kissing her cervix whenever she took him down to the base. She was also trying her best to not lose control with the speed as she is fully aware of shingen's condition.

"Mmh.. you know you can go much rougher on me" shingen said in between grunts "unless you want me to flip you over and.. ngh.. fuck you into the futon?"

"I can't ngh.. you're unwell" she moaned out

"Two options princess” The man said as he purposely thrusted up causing her to choke out a moan

“Either you ride me or i’ll flip you over and pound you.”

MC looked at him with lust filled eyes as if challenging his statement

"Oh?"

She bounced herself faster than before. Shingen’s eyes widen slightly, not expecting her to assert her dominance. He was quite impressed.

“Don’t complain after” she moaned out

Every time her core met the base of his member, she could feel the pleasure jolt through her body from head to toe. She had set a fast and rough pace which made her kimono slip off her shoulders, her breasts spilling out of her clothing. She could hear his breath hitch at the sight, his cock jolting with excitement.

To spice this all up he used one of his thumbs to rub against her clit that's been begging for attention for the past few minutes

Shingen closed his eyes, letting the pleasure take over him. Her insides wrapped around his length perfectly, not letting him go for a moment.

Her pace was starting to get sloppy which he took as an indicator to take some control, gripping her hips with his strong hands, bouncing her up and down his length. He knew she was close and he himself was not far off. To top it all up, he bucked his hips up roughly, his tip hitting her sensitive spots sending her over the edge

"So rough..!" She breathed out as she came undone with his cock roughly pounding into her.

Just like that, her core clamped tightly onto his member, milking every drop of cum he had to offer. He thrusted into her roughly making sure to stuff every drop into her womb until he came down from his high.

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Long story short, his fever did get better but he can't say the same about his muscles, and everyone kept making comments about how he looks like an old man when he kept crutching his hand against his back

[selenacosmic]

Romance in the office.

In a modern AU, where the romance blooms inside a company between a CEO and his secretary. While he flirts with her nonstop, she prefers to stay professional and ignores his advances. But for how long will that last? He is a man that is not only smart, but charismatic among his employees. She is a woman who puts her career above all else and doesn’t want to think about romantic relationships. Will these two give in to love?

Chapter list.

Prologue.

Chapter 1.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Chapter 6.

Chapter 7 ~his pov~

Chapter 8.

Chapter 9.

Chapter 10.

Chapter 11.

[the12thnightproject]

Rating: M, minors DNI

Warnings: None

Shingen/OC

Words 2400

An anniversary interrupted by wildlife and a birthday celebration delayed by the usual Kasugayama crazy.

Rule One: When creating a treasure hunt for the smartest, sneakiest warlord in the castle, feel free to make the clues as difficult as possible, to ensure that he doesn’t solve the puzzle too easily.

In theory.

In practice, I may have overcompensated. Unfortunately, I didn’t come to that conclusion until I was already standing in the middle of our room, shivering in the thin yukata that Mai had made for this occasion. It’s one thing to pose artistically in a whisper thin silk outfit that more or less amounted to this era’s version of lingerie. It’s another to wait for at least an hour for someone who was apparently taking their own sweet time.

He probably stopped for pastry somewhere.

Certain that I would be able to hear him before he entered the room (Shingen’s long, determined stride is identifiable from ten paces away), I gave up on the pose and sank to the floor, rolling myself up in a warm blanket to wait.

We had tried to reprise this encounter before, and it had gone just as badly.

#nostalgiasexfail

Rule Two: When celebrating your anniversary with the smartest, sneakiest warlord in the castle, it’s best to steer clear of the local wildlife.

Six months earlier:

“Shingen! Don’t move!” My fright or flight instinct had landed on fright, as I stood in the middle of the lake, watching with horror as a big brown bear lumbered toward him. And of course, my bow and arrow were uselessly sitting with my clothes on the shore.

Posture ready for ambush, Shingen turned to face the bear. I was splashing my way toward them when he then lunged at the bear.

OMGWTFBBQ

The bear returned the favor and by the time I reached my weapon, the two of them were rolling on the ground, the bear making threatening noises, and neither holding still long enough for me to aim. I neither wanted to shoot Shingen or shoot the bear in a place that would only enrage it further.

Finally, Shingen caught sight of me. “No, wait… this is Koro… the bear cub I rescued.” He pulled himself to a sitting position, and the bear, who was most definitely not a cub, hauled its bulk into his lap. Ok, maybe the threatening noise had been happy reunion noise. I’ve never been close enough to a bear to catalogue its sounds.

“Koro.” I relaxed my combat stance. Shingen looked like he was about to laugh.

The bear kind of looked like he was about to laugh too.

“My fierce Goddess, dashing to my rescue. The image of you standing like that will become of one my most cherished memories.” He patted my bare leg. “Enchantress of the hunt, perhaps?”

“This image is all you’re going to get.” I yanked the blanket out from under him and swiftly dried off. “You scared me.” I found my clothes and pulled them on. They stuck uncomfortably to my still damp body – a fact that made me feel grumpier.

“I’m sorry, Devil. Not intentionally. He must have come out of hibernation and wandered back into the area. Usually, he stays up in the mountains.” Shingen pulled me closer. “Koro, meet Katsu.”

The bear who-was-not-a-cub snuffled closer, his cold nose poking at the back of my hand. Then, almost like a cat, he stuck his whole head under my hand, and I automatically scratched his ears. “Ok, yes, you are a handsome boy, aren’t you?”

I retrieved the basket we had brought with us, took out a stick of steamed sweet dumplings, and offered it to Koro who hoovered it all right off the stick. “Interesting. It’s almost like he’s eaten these before.”

It was Shingen’s turn to look a bit put out. “You’re giving him my dessert?” I deployed my best, ‘I’m still upset’ look. “Right. You’re giving him my dessert.” He pulled me onto his lap. “And the other treat we had planned?” His hand snaked around my waist, slipping easily under the loosely tied kimono to caress my breast.

That morning, when Shingen had reminded me that it was the anniversary of the night we’d met – well, the night he met the undisguised version of me – I’d suggested we take advantage of the hottest day of summer and recreate the experience.  Fun idea in theory. In practice… well, not with a one-hundred-and-fifty-kilogram bear watching from the sidelines.

Reluctantly, I got up, and gave Shingen a quick kiss. “Another time. You go reconnect with your ursine buddy.”

Rule Three: When celebrating the birthday of the smartest, sneakiest warlord in the castle, remember K-I-S-S stands for ‘keep it simple, stupid.’

Unfortunately, “another time” hadn’t materialized, as the hot summer had turned to the rainy season, and then the I-love-you-but-I’m-not-going-to-risk-hypothermia season. And now it was Shingen’s birthday, the lake had frozen over, and I’d had the brilliant idea of recreating our meeting – but in the relative warmth of our room.

Of course, then I had had the not quite as brilliant idea of complicating matters by turning it into what amounted to a treasure hunt that would send him all over the castle, picking up clues and birthday gifts along the way.

I didn’t think I had made the clues that difficult.

Rule Four: When waiting to surprise the smartest, sneakiest warlord in the castle, don’t fall asleep.

I swear I had only closed my eyes for a moment…

“Is there a reason you’re sleeping on the floor?” Shingen was crouched in front of me, his grey eyes crinkled in amusement. He touched the tip of my nose. “You’re cold.”

“Um. Well.” What had seemed like a fun idea when I had first put on this yukata didn’t quite sound as seductive from this angle. I had a feeling it was about to lose something in the translation. “The lake was frozen.”

He nodded. “It happens every winter. Funny that.”

I tried to shake my impromptu nap out of my brain. “So, you remember when we tried to recreate our moonlit tryst in the lake?” I gestured to the moonlight streaming through the window. “Moonlight.” I pointed to the blanket on the floor. “Lake.”

“Ah.” He gathered me to him. “Tryst?” He fingered the edge of the yukata. “If I recall correctly, you were naked at the time.”

“Well, I didn’t know how long it would take you to solve the clues.” I rubbed my arms. The silk was barely enough to keep me warm on this winter night. “Although to be sure, I didn’t think it would take you as long as it did.”

He tugged on the loosely tied obi. “Kenshin decided he had to kill me before handing over his clue. Yoshimoto read a birthday poem to me. Mai and Yukimura got into an argument and forgot to hand me the clue, and then Kenshin tried to kill Yuki for threatening Mai.”

Of course. Just another night in Kasugayama.

“And Sasuke put his clue on the far side of a room full of ground spikes.” Another tug and my obi was gone.

That Sasuke. Always wanting to improvise.

“Well, that at least will bring back memories of that night too.” I couldn’t resist teasing him a little about the ground spike injury he had received back then.

“Not as much as this will.” In one swift movement, he slid the yukata completely off me, grabbed the blanket off the floor, and retreated to the other side of the room. “Ah. A lovely… and naked… moon Goddess in the lake. It’s coming back to me now.” He dangled the blanket out of reach. “You recall the terms. Three kisses and you can have this back.”

“If I remember correctly, and I do, it was two kisses.” Two proper kisses of a suitable duration.

“Ah yes, you are indeed correct, but after over a year spent in modern Japan, I was educated about this concept you have, called inflation.” He shook the blanket at me. “You look cold.”

Possibly because I was cold. And though I knew where this would end, and how (happily), my competitive mode was activated. Besides, I remember exactly what it was like to bargain with a spymaster. You have to be extremely precise with your language. “Two kisses. On the mouth. Then you will give me the blanket back. Plus, I will throw in some nice pastry as a gesture of good will.” I indicated the basket of his favorite dessert that was sitting on his desk.

“I can work with that. Two kisses to warm you up, Angel.” He crooked his finger and I zoomed into his arms.

“One.” I pressed my lips to his, the fun of the game merging with the familiarity of his touch. It was a brief kiss, but warming all the same, especially when his hand skimmed down my back and settled easily on my butt. He tightened the embrace, pulling me to him, and the soft linen of his clothing rasped across my breasts.

“Two.” His words were hot against my mouth, and I opened to him, as he licked my bottom lip then slid his tongue inside. He tangled his fingers in my hair, his large hand cradling the back of my head, making me feel cherished… worshipped.

“I believe we can dispense with the lake now.” He scooped me into his arms and Rhett-Butler’d me to the futon.

“You know, I don’t recall this being part of the – oh!” Carry on. He nipped at my neck and followed that up with a long hard kiss in the hollow of my throat that nearly made me arch off the futon entirely.

“Well, if you want to replay history exactly and run off naked into the night…?” He let his words trail off as he stripped off his own clothing, giving me a good look at that hard muscular body before he fell upon me again. “Or, instead, we can play out what I was expecting that mysterious Angel to do.”

His eyes had darkened with desire… desire for me, and I felt that twin rush of power and gratitude that we’d found each other, that we’d rescued each other. “Which was what… exactly?”

“I thought you were a spy there to seduce me on purpose. I was going to turn the tables on you.” He bent his head and kissed my breast, latching on, sucking, letting his teeth graze over the nipple until I was writhing underneath him. “Then,” he said, when he eventually raised his head, “I wanted my lady spy to lose her mind with pleasure.” In one quick motion, he took hold of my arms and pinned them over my head. “Angel, what are you hiding? Do I need to search every lovely bit of your body to discover it?”

“My lips are sealed, Lord Shingen.” Figuratively, of course. He could unseal them with his mouth any time he wanted. “I’m afraid you must indeed search me.”

He let go of my arms, then slowly ran his hands all the way down me, teasing my breasts, tickling my ribs, caressing my stomach. “Lady Spy, you are as clever as you are lovely, but I am… extremely thorough.”

Carefully he arranged himself between my legs, his erection just barely touching my thighs, then higher… exquisite torture when he randomly brushed against me. At least it seemed random, until he added his fingers to the equation… not random at all, he was purposefully, skillfully intensifying my need. “Lady Spy, I’ve discovered that your lips are not sealed at all.” He stroked me more forcefully to make his point.

It was like that old saying about throwing a frog in a pot of water and increasing the temperature of the water so slowly that the frog didn’t understand he was boiling until it was too late to escape.

Thanks to Shingen’s clever hands, I didn’t realize the ripples of sensation were increasing in intensity, until every bit of my attention was focused on the heat of arousal that rushed over me.

Too late to escape.

I didn’t want to escape.

Let me just… boil.

“Then, Lady Spy, I would….” Shingen brought his mouth to my ear, nipped at the lobe. “Stop.” He froze, leaving our bodies touching, flush, motionless. “Who sent you to me, Angel?” He let his voice deepen, upped the Barry White content to eleven. “I can’t tell you what you came here to learn, but I promise, I will satisfy you in other ways. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

Words were impossible for me, I could only nod and tug him closer, wanting that weight of him on my hips, pressing me into the futon.

“The thing is, Angel, knowledge is not power, it is only potential… applying that knowledge is power.” He eased into me, slow and steady as always, filling my body completely. Between his weight above and the fullness inside, my world was only Shingen. I wouldn’t have wished it otherwise. “I’ve always looked forward to applying myself, especially when I’ve got such lovely inspiration.”

That was Shingen…  always inspired. Not that I minded.

As leisurely as he’d entered me, he drew back, then rocked forward again, a pace just slow enough to take me to the edge, and if I truly had been a spy, I probably would have told him anything. With perfect timing he asked again, “Who do you work for? Who sent you, Angel? What did you come for?”

“You. I came for you.” And then, because the game had become too much, when we came, I wanted to be with him as me, not as the spy in our fantasy, not as the “Angel” of his memory, I brushed my hands through his hair, then hugged him close. “Happy Birthday, Shingen.”

“It really was a perfect birthday,” he told me later when we were snuggled in each other’s arms, our legs still tangled, our breathing finally slowed. “I would have solved any number of puzzles, let Kenshin kill me three times over, listened to longer poems, and more arguments, negotiated another field of ground spikes, as long as I knew you would be waiting for me on the other side.” He kissed my hand. “Thank you, Devil.”

Rule Five: When creating a treasure hunt for the smartest, sneakiest warlord in the castle, don’t forget to choose the most appropriate treasure… yourself.

Thank you, @selenacosmic for wondering what would happen when Katsu met Koro

[ana-thedaydreamer]

Happy Birthday to my teddy bear Shingen-sama❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

You deserve all the greatest love in the world 🥹🫶🥺

Here is a scene from Shingen’s birthday story event, Mai decided to dance for him as a birthday gift in his birthday party and I love this so muchhhhh ❤️❤️❤️❤️

I made it into a video on Instagram so you can check it out too ❤️

I’m not great at drawing kimono so I hope you don’t mind, and I had to study some dancing in kimono poses 🫠

[selenacosmic]

Falling in love again.(1/2)

Birthday special. Pt. 1

This is slightly inspired by the event “fall in love again.”. Shingen temporarily loses his memory of his lover, during his birthday. His mission is to try to remember her without letting her notice it.

I divided this in two parts, since this is getting bigger than I expected.

It was a beautiful morning, one to be overjoyed about. Even though it was cold from the season, the sun still woke Shingen up from his slumber. It was like the day was congratulating him for still being alive, despite all the wars he had faced and all the troubles his sickness had given him over the years, he was staying healthy for another year. His birthday was an occasion that many people would join in to celebrate, even Kenshin, who had been his rival for years, would prepare a big banquet just for him. Shingen was always grateful for all the wonderful gifts and thoughtful gestures people would offer him, which is why he knew that he would be surrounded by people the moment he exited his room. It was a day when he could just take a break and let himself be spoiled by everyone.

There was just one problem… there was a woman laying beside him, and he can’t remember bringing any partners with him the night before. All he could remember was a storm outside that bothered him a bit. Now, he wasn’t complaining that a beautiful lady was beside him, it was certainly a great gift. But…

Who is she? Did she sneak inside his bedroom while he was asleep? If that was the case, she was either a spy or someone who was simply seeking him for some… afternoon or early morning delights. But he noticed something else that was odd, his room.

Being a warlord who is known for being fierce in war and a force to be reckon with, it’s only natural that he would pay extra attention to things, specially his room. That way he would be able to tell if someone sneaked in and possibly stole something, like important documents or letters. Analyzing his room, shingen noticed that, aside from his own things, there were new furnitures and objects that he had never owned before. There were even kimonos that were too small for him to wear, clothes that clearly belonged to a woman. It was impossible for this mysterious lady to have brought all of these things into his room without him noticing.

He gazed yet again to the woman laying at his side, she was definitely beautiful. Something about her seemed oddly… familiar. It felt like he knew her, that she was important to him, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. This phenomenon was far too strange to him, which is why he decided to consult with someone he trusted a lot.

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“So, you can’t remember your fiancée at all?” Yoshimoto was frowning as he asked that, looking more confused than shingen was.

“Fiancée? Is that how close I am to her?” Now he was worried, and this was a feeling that Shingen didn’t like to be overwhelmed by. If Yoshimoto is right, and he know that his cousin would never lie about something so serious, than this could only mean one thing… “have the gods punished me for finding someone to love?”

“… I don’t believe the situation is as drastic as you make it sound, though this is serious. You can’t remember anything about her?”

Shingen tried to think about it, but the only memory that comes to his mind is of early morning, when he found her sleeping next to him. “No, I can only remember that I found her sleeping next to me. But… I can’t remember her at all.”

“This could be dangerous… if you don’t remember her, do you at least remember the fact that your illness was cured?” That was a good question. Somehow, shingen knew that his sickness wasn’t bringing him down anymore, but why was that..?

“I can remember Sasuke being involved, but how is my ‘fiancée’ related to this?” Now that he thought about it, even the memory of him going to the future to get cured was foggy. It likely proved that his fiancée was related to it.

“She went there with you. I wasn’t present at the time, but I believe she was the one who suggested going to the future.” Yoshimoto said as he watched his cousin solving the puzzle by himself. “In any case, we can’t let the others know that you forgot about her.”

“Agreed. Not only would that ruin the feast that they worked hard to prepare, I would end up upsetting her.” He may not remember her, but shingen knew that if he made her sad, he would curse himself the moment he regained his memories. He would never dare make the love of his life upset, even when he can’t remember her. “But what do you suggest we do about this?”

“I already thought about that.” He fanned himself with his, well, fan. “You will pretend that nothing happened and to still remember her, meanwhile I will search for Sasuke and ask him to find a cure for this.”

That wasn’t a bad idea, though it would be difficult to pretend like he didn’t forget about her. He would need help with this.

“Alright. But you must tell me what you know about her, otherwise it will be difficult to act.” Flirting would be a good way to distract her in case she asked him something he couldn’t remember, though he wouldn’t be able to do it the whole time. Besides, he was curious to know more about her.

“Her name is Selena, you two have known each other for about two, almost three years now. If I remember correctly, you held her hostage for a while.” Yoshimoto said those words so nonchalantly that he almost made it sound like it wasn’t a big deal.

“I did what? I wouldn’t have been such a brute to…” shingen didn’t finish that sentence because he realized that, if circumstances were dire, then he would have held someone hostage. “That seems like an awfully awkward situation for us to meet. How come she forgave me for it?”

“I sometimes wonder that myself, though it could be related to love.” He said with a dramatic pause, holding his opened fan over the lower half of his face, showing only his eyes. “In any case, you two have been engaged for a while now. This is all you need to know from me, the rest… you should try remembering it.”

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Shingen wished that this disaster wouldn’t have happened during his birthday. Actually, he wished it wouldn’t have happened at all. Forgetting about his own lover is one of the worst tragedies that he had faced, how could he forget about someone so important? He would need to investigate this further.

He was making his way around the castle to find Sasuke himself, perhaps he would find him before Yoshimoto and would be able to solve this problem fast. However, as he turned around the corner, he saw her...

He had seen her sleeping beside him and already thought she was certainly beautiful. But it felt different to see Selena awake, it felt like looking at a true goddess. Is that why he forgot about her? Were the heavens punishing him for being with her? Shingen could stay there and admire her for a long while, but he couldn’t stay there and do nothing while this problem was still pestering him. He should just walk away before she noticed him to find Sasuke, perhaps the answer to his problem was simpler than he thought. But before he could walk away…

“Shingen? There you are!” Shoot, she saw him. There was no use running away now. He prepared himself to start acting and turned around with a smile.

“If it isn’t my goddess. You are looking lovelier now that you are awake.” Which wasn’t a lie, her voice was sweeter than he had imagined.

“I didn’t see you in our room, where were you that you had to wake up so early?” Her smile was definitely a sight to see, almost contagious. His smile turned into a genuine one.

“I apologize, I couldn’t bear to wake you up when you were sleeping so peacefully.” Good, his acting was good so she wouldn’t suspect anything.

She furrowed her eyebrows at that, which made him tense only a bit. It couldn’t be that she caught on this quickly, right…?

“You should have woken me up. Did you forget about our date today?” Date? Yoshimoto didn’t mention anything about them going on a date. Did he left that out of the information on purpose?

“How could I forget about something like this? I have been getting ready for our tryst.” If only she knew that he had forgotten more than just their date. Under normal circumstances, he would have never let something like a date slip his mind, but this situation is more delicate than usual.

“Good, because I am whisking you away from work. Come on!” Before he could reply, she had already caught his hand and was dragging him out of the castle. Her hand… was very warm, it had that sense of familiarity. Even if his mind had forgotten about her, his body could never forget that warmth.

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He had never been tense during a date, shingen was used to them. It took years for him to become as smooth and confident as he was now. It came naturally to him to flirt and seduce. And yet… on this date, he couldn’t help but be tense.

It wasn’t clear on his face, but his muscles were slightly more tense. He was in the presence of his fiancée, a woman who he couldn’t remember since early morning. His main mission was to not let her know that he forgot about her and try to gain his memories back, perhaps staying closer to her was a good idea. Spending time with Selena could possibly trigger his memories to come back.

“Oh, I can see our favorite tea house. We are almost there, dear.” Oh, that is a tea house he remembers, it’s one of his favorites from Kasugayama. Their sweets are very good and manage to brighten his mood, they are even better when he eats them with…

With… who? Yet again, these memories were foggy. This can only mean that he comes to this tea shop a lot with his fiancée. But he can’t remember those moments no matter how hard he tries to.

“Then, shall we stop by to enjoy their sweets?” Not only was this a perfect opportunity for him to enjoy the wonderful sweets from that tea house, but it was also the perfect way for him to get to know his sweet fiancée better.

“Sounds good to me.” Her face brightened at the idea of eating sweet with him, which overwhelmed his chest with adoration. A feeling that felt both strange and familiar at the same time.

As they both took a seat in one of the tables, the owner of the place quickly hurried to greet them. Shingen had known the owner for quite sometime now, which is why they would always greet each other whenever shingen visited the tea house. Though it seem different from before.

“Why, if it isn’t my favorite couple? Will you two have the usual?” The usual..? Shingen was used to ordering different plates when he would visit the tea house to try out different types of sweets. Now he was curious to know what the usual was.

“Of course! Though can we ask for more sweets than usual?” At her request, the owner nodded and went inside to prepare the sweets. So they both come to this place regularly, it must be filled with wonderful memories… if only he could-

Wait, his head is throbbing terribly now! He groaned and leaned forward with a hand over his head, trying to calm that headache.

“Shingen..? Dear, what’s wrong?!” Oh no… his sweet fiancée was worried, this was exactly what he was trying to avoid. Her voice became faint as images flashed before his eyes.

It was one of their many trysts, both illuminated by the sun as they enjoyed the chestnut buns. It was at the same tea house they were in right now, except the atmosphere was different. He could feel the joy that he had felt in that memory, the happiness of not fearing death while holding his lover… this was something he had longed for his whole life.

The pain began to fade, those memories… his theory was right. Spending time with his beloved was the solution to remember her.

“It’s nothing… you should worry about, my sweet angel.” Seeing her so worried like that made him feel both warm and guilty inside. Having someone taking care of him, aside from Yuki who was always nagging at him, felt nice. Besides, the pain was going away, it was only momentarily.

“Nothing to worry about?” Her face was immediately clouded by an angry expression, until now he wasn’t expecting to see her like this. “For your information, I have the right to worry about your health. We have talked about this before, don’t hide your pain from me. Now tell me, what did you feel?”

Oh.

Oh, she was angry.

Selena had her arms crossed under her chest, waiting for him to tell her exactly what kind of pain he felt. That angry glare didn’t frighten him though, shingen couldn’t help but find it… cute. Though her words truly touched him, she has the right worry, huh…? That actually made him feel happy, loved.

“I truly have a goddess of war with me, you won’t give up until I tell you, right?” Another strange thing. It felt natural to be scolded by her like this. And it felt natural to reply to her like this.

“You better not try distracting me, we can’t have you suffering from pain, specially in your own birthday.” She moved closer to touch his forehead while frowning, an action that he couldn’t help but find cute. Even when checking up on him, she was still angry.

“I truly am fine now, my head only pained a little bit. I am sure the best remedy would be to lay on your lap, my head would feel instantly better.” He knows that she said to not distract her, but he couldn’t help it. Though he earned an angry pout now.

Oh, she wasn’t one to be easily swept by sweet words, what an interesting lady to have conquered his heart. She lightly flicked his forehead, which caught him by surprise.

“Don’t joke around. I can see that you are all better now. Tell me if you feel pain again.” She was truly sweet. Even if she nagged him more than Yuki, he most likely wouldn’t mind.

“Of course, my Angel. I will tell you right away.” As they talked with each other, their sweets had finally arrived. There were many of his favorites, which immediately pleased him.

“Here, I added more as a birthday gift.” The owner bowed before leaving them to enjoy the sweets. He noticed that the owner of the tea house winked at Selena’s direction, which… was odd. Though he didn’t notice anything malicious in that action. He would investigate that later, right now he should enjoy these sweets.

Shingen was midway shoving a chestnut bun in his mouth, but his eyes immediately moved to his fiancée. She was gazing at him with such loving eyes, she didn’t even move to take one of the sweets yet. Selena was waiting for him to eat.

Somehow, that loving gaze of hers made his heart beat faster. He would have usually said something along the lines of “are you enjoying the view?” Or “what did I do to capture the attention of such a lovely lady?”. But now? He didn’t have the words to describe this feeling…

The feeling of being deeply loved by someone. His heart was beating faster.

To be continued…

[selenacosmic]

Falling in love again.(2/2)

Birthday special pt.2.

This is slightly inspired by the event “fall in love again.”. Shingen temporarily loses his memory of his lover, during his birthday. His mission is to try to remember her without letting her notice it.

This is the part 2, the final part of this birthday special. I hope this last part doesn’t feel too rushed.

Shingen couldn’t tell if this was the first time he ever felt at a loss of words. Of course, he had encountered many situations when he couldn’t find the right words to express himself, but on this particular case, he could only stare back at his lover. This feeling of being loved by someone is something he had dreamed of before, though he never expected it to achieve it in his life.

He noticed that he had made her wait too much, he ate the chestnut buns immediately. They were… delicious! The buns were very sweet and soft to the bite, his grey eyes could shine like diamonds from the amount of delight he was feeling.

“So? Are they good?” She asks with an expectant look on her face, eager to hear his response.

“These are delicious, just as sweet as I like.” He smiles warmly as he eats more, feeling happy that he could eat as many as he wanted.

“I am glad, I was afraid they weren’t going to be sweet enough.” Oh? This made him wonder now, the owner of the tea house winked at Selena, she was eagerly waiting for his response… these buns aren’t warm, they weren’t made right now.

Did she make these? He could tell that they were made a while back, since they were at a normal temperature now. Even when they weren’t warm, the buns were still wonderful.

“My angel is very attentive, though you shouldn’t doubt your cooking skills.” Has she cooked for him before? He couldn’t remember that either, but the idea of trying out more of her food made him eager.

“My cooking… how did you figure it out?” Despite her surprise, it seemed obvious that shingen would end up finding out about this. He smirked widely at her before patting her head.

“You should know that there is nothing you can hide from me.” The way she leaned towards his hand, almost like a cat being patted, filled his heart with joy.

All of this felt natural, this felt like a dream to shingen. Being cured from his illness, being able to spend another year with the ones he loved, having a fiancée… was he too selfish for wanting this dream to never end? He felt bitter at the thought of wishing for more of this warmth.

“Dear? You have been too quiet lately, is everything ok?” Ah, did she notice that? He was afraid of speaking too much and ending up revealing the fact that he couldn’t remember anything.

“I was just enjoying my time with my sweet angel. How about we take these sweets somewhere else with us?” At that idea her eyes glimmered, seemed like she had more things prepared for their tryst. Perhaps it wasn’t a bad idea to wish for a little more from this dream.

She took his hand, smiling brightly as they got ready to leave with the sweets. He knew that it was his mission to try and regain his memories as soon as possible, but… there was no harm in just enjoying himself a little bit, right? Let himself be selfish for just this moment.

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Their date only ended when it was time to go back to the castle so that they could get ready for the banquet that kenshin was planning, which was most likely an excuse to drink as much as he wanted while talking about war. But there was one problem that he couldn’t ignore… they had to change clothes in the same room.

He wasn’t embarrassed, far from it. The problem was that he would easily be tempted to abandon the feast and just celebrate with his fiancée, just the two of them. How was that a problem? Well, he was slowly regaining his memories but they weren’t fully back, and Kenshin would come searching for them. Shingen would feel guilty to be with her when he was still recovering his memories of her, he couldn’t be more selfish than he was already.

Though that didn’t mean he didn’t look back at her, she was still getting dressed, her back was showing.

“I know you are looking. I am surprised you still haven’t offered to help me get dressed.” She wasn’t even embarrassed when saying that, his fiancée was most likely teasing him. If she kept that up, he would most likely stop holding himself back.

“I didn’t offer my services because I am not that good at helping someone get dressed. I am, however, very good at helping someone getting undressed.” He decided to move closer when he noticed that she was still looking at him, it seems like she noticed something was wrong.

“That’s not the only odd thing that happened today, though. Shingen, what’s the matter?” She crossed her arms and moved closer to him, hoping that he would be more sincere with her. In the end, she got him.

He truly couldn’t hide this from his lover, could he? Well, she did say before that she had the right to worry about him, so she had the right to know about what was happening to him. Shingen had only hoped that he could have regained all of his memories before she suspected that something was wrong.

“You noticed, didn’t you? I truly am lucky to have such a wonderful fiancée.” He brought her into his arms, an embrace that he was longing to give her all day. “The truth is… I have lost my memories of you since morning.”

It hurted to say the truth like this, his lover would naturally feel sad to know that during this whole time, he had forgotten about her.

She froze in his arms, not saying anything. He felt horrible for revealing something like that to her this soon, Shingen knew that this would upset her.

“And you didn’t tell me anything until now…?” He could hear how hurt she was because of her voice, Selena was hiding her face on his chest. He couldn’t tell what expression she had on her face.

“I was worried that i would upset you if I tol-ouch…?” He felt himself being pulled down, his face was now inches away from hers. It took him a few seconds to understand what was happening.

Selena was pulling on his ear, making him face her angry face. How come his fiancée is this short but also so strong? Her hold on his ear didn’t stop.

“You didn’t want to worry me? If you had told me, i would have done everything I could to help you regain your memories! Am I that unreliable?” She scolded him hard, clearly upset that he decided to do this by himself.

Shingen was surprised by two things, one was that her reaction was completely different from what he expected. And two, he was actually smitten by his strong fiancée. How come such a short and cute woman could be this strong against him?

“And that’s not all, you pretended the whole day to still remember me… why?” Her anger began subsiding, sadness seemed to take over her. “Why are you so selfless…?”

“Goddess..?” He got worried when he noticed tears rolling down her cheeks.

This was unexpected, his heart pained at the sight of his fiancée crying. Now they both threw themselves in each other’s arms, it was a moment for comfort. Her head was resting on top of his chest, one of her hands on top of the place where his heart was. It took them both a while to speak again. It was her who spoke first.

“You should have told me, you… stupid man..” her voice was a bit weak, his warm hand found its way towards her cheek, his thumb stroking her face lovingly.

“I know, but I couldn’t bear to see you crying. Even now I am still trying to find out more about you.” Yes, there were still a few memories missing, but he found out something important as they both spend time with each other. He was falling in love with his fiancée all over again. Her caring and loving nature, her nagging towards him, even when she was pulling on his ear just now. He loved all of that.

“Still, I wouldn’t have cried… much. I would have focused on helping you.” She moved away from his chest to look up at him. “Do you… remember me at all now?”

“I am remembering you, and I find myself falling deeper for you the more I learn about you.” He was being sincere, everything he learned about her made her seem like an angel who came into his life to make his dreams come true. His dreams of having someone by his side, someone who loved and understood him.

“Well, maybe this could help you remember me a bit more.” She moved closer, her hands holding his face gently. He responded her touches by hugging her waist, his face getting closer to hers.

Their lips touched, finally. At first it was only an innocent, gentle touch. He longed to know how her lips felt like throughout the whole day, they were sweeter than he expected. Slowly, they both tilted her heads to deepen their kiss, their lips opening to give space for their tongues. One of his hands moved up to hold the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. He had kissed many times before, but this felt different. It was like they were connected to each other, they filled each other with warmth while kissing.

Not only that, but she was right when she proposed that kissing would help him remember her. His eyes closed as he gave in to the feeling, and just like that many images flashed in his mind. But this time there was no headache, just… warmth. He was being enveloped by her love, and he hoped that she felt enveloped by his love as well.

Finally, their kiss came to an end, but their gaze didn’t drift away from each other. She held one of his hands and brought it to her face, leaning her cheek against his palm.

“So, did I help you in any way?” A sweet smile formed on her lips, one that he loved quite a lot. All her smiles were beautiful, but this one conquered his heart.

“My goddess knows exactly how to play with my heartstrings, you helped me more than you think.” He moved closer to plant a kiss on her forehead.

“Good, though I can help you more if you want.” Now that sweet smile turned into a mischievous one, a smile that he also adored.

“I would love nothing m-.” Before he could finish his sentence, the door to their room was opened suddenly. An angry kenshin was looking at them with a sword in hands.

“Shingen Takeda, for making me wait all this time after I prepared the banquet for your birthday, I come to present my own gift to you. Death.” They could see Sasuke and Yukimura trying to stop him from attacking.

“Lord kenshin, I advise you to put your sword away. I can sense that we interrupted something important.” Sasuke said while trying to pull his angry lord away.

“Seriously, who even offers that as a gift?” Yukimura was also trying to hold kenshin back. Meanwhile Yoshimoto was not even trying, he was fanning himself as he watched the scene.

That earned a laugh from Shingen, he did expect this to happen eventually. Though he was hoping Kenshin didn’t interrupt what was about to happen.

“Coming from you, old friend, I accept a duel. And a round of drinking to make up my late arrival.” He held Selena closer, gently rubbing her waist as a way to say that ‘they will continue this later’. To which she replied by kissing his cheek.

“Hmph. I accept that as your apology.” Kenshin seemed to have calmed down. A little bit. They all decided to celebrate throughout the whole night together at the banquet.

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A few hours before…

“So, you are saying that we don’t have to do anything at all?” Yoshimoto frowned at Sasuke’s conclusion, drinking a cup of tea to calm himself down.

“If my studies are correct, all that lord Shingen needs to do is spend time with Selena to recover his memories.” Sasuke was sitting across Yoshimoto, they were both having tea in his room. Though it seemed impossible for Yoshimoto to not stare at the mess that was Sasuke’s room.

“Then, all we have to do is wait.” Concluded Yoshimoto after Sasuke explained the phenomenon.

“That’s right. Yesterday there was a big storm, it could be related to the wormhole. If it can manipulate people’s memories… i should find a way to investigate and study this.” He adjusted his glasses and began to write on his notebook, apparently excited at the new discovery.

“I will never understand your excitement over these things…” Yoshimoto sighed as he fanned himself.

End.

[ikeservant]

Heyo, lovely! I've read your ikesen hcs and I absolutely love all of them! So, can I request for one, please? 😘🙏 how about an mc who was bitter when it comes to love and keeps spouting bitter pick up lines? You can chose whatever warlord you prefer but please throw in Mitsuhide 👀👀 thank you sm! Hope you have a great day and stay safe always😘😘😘

I finally completed it @jiyuu-chan ! I of course put kitsune Mitsuhide in here and Shingen and Mitsunari bc their reactions to this are entertaining to think about lol. Hope you enjoy! :)

Mitsuhide: Mitsuhide decided to try to tease and fluster mc the first day he had to be her teacher in Sengoku survival and politics, but little did he know that she was very cynical and bitter when it comes to romance and just people in general. “For a naïve little mouse you are doing quite a good job in remembering this information.” “For a slithery serpent you’re pretty informative.” He was quite impressed with mc’s comeback and found it entertaining to watch her bitterly react to his teasing. When he treated her to dessert and tried being sweet, she tried hiding her flustered response with “I wish you were like this citrus dessert. Sour, sweet, and gone.” before taking the final bite. “I am happy to oblige with the first two, but sadly I cannot be gone, for I would miss you dearly.” Mitsuhide would reply with a smirk. “The only thing you’re missing is your heart.”(Damn, low blow, mc). Over time, however, her bitterness turned softer and sweeter in a way that was more affectionate. “We have to be undercover husband and wife performers.” “With your white hair you look like an old man. I guess if I have to pretend to be married to any old man in Japan, I’d choose you.” “That’s very touching, mc. By the way, I love your hair today, although there seems to be some strands of gray hair. It seems I am the one marrying an old person.” Eventually, when mc, and Mitsuhide, let their guard down and overcome their notion that they should never fall in love, they act playfully bitter and make somewhat insulting funny pickup lines as their love language.

Mitsunari: Mitsunari decided to help mc get accustomed to Azuichi. However, his genuine kindness was misinterpreted by mc as being flirty, which the LAST thing she wants is a relationship. She was thinking about any funny comebacks she could say in case he pulled any moves on her and was smiling about the jokes. “I’m glad that you’re finally smiling.” he said, pulling her out of her brainstorm. “Yeah I was just thinking about you leaving and it made me so happy.” “Oh yeah you must be tired after today.” “Yeah, real tired of you.” Once again, Mitsu misread what she meant. “Lord Ieyasu says that a lot. You should talk to him sometime! You’re even looking at me the same way he does.” Mc thought that he was the densest person in the world and just left the conversation at that. Later on she realized that he was like that with everybody and that he wasn’t being flirty, making her feel bad for being rude. “I’m sorry for being rude to you. I thought you were trying to get in my kimono.” “Why would I want to get in your kimono? I don’t think I would fit in it.” Mc had to get used to Mitsunari just being innocent and trying to hold back being so prickly, sometimes sounding like Ieyasu but being annoyed with herself afterward. However, purehearted honest Mitsunari unknowingly tore down her walls and made her fall in love. “Hey, dork. You’re good at mathematics, right?” “Well I wouldn’t be a good strategist if I wasn’t.” “Okay I have a math problem, nerd: You+me=lovers. Is that the correct answer?” “Well I..oh…OH! Why yes, I think that is the correct answer.”

Shingen: Shingen was in for a surprise when he decided to put the moves on mc at the tea shop. “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” “No but it hurt scraping my knees crawling out of hell.” He kept being persistent trying to flirt, but mc was too bitter and cynical to fall for candy-coated nonsense. It got even worse when he thought she was an Oda princess and kidnapped her. To try to make amends, he entered her room and sat down, inviting mc to watch the moon with him. “You know, you are as beautiful as the moon.” “I wish I was the moon. Because I’d love to be 238,000 miles from you.” Knows he’s not going to be able to communicate with mc if he’s going to be throwing pickup lines and being super flirty so he decides to put off the confident carefree façade and have a life conversation. “You know I like you a lot better like this. You just went from a 2 to a 3 on the likeability scale. Pat yourself on the back, pal.” Mc jokingly said, feeling more comfortable when Shingen wasn’t on the Romeo high. From then on he toned down a lot and only said flirty lines to see what comeback mc would come up with, both laughing until the bitterness of her replies were just lighthearted jokes. Slowly realizing how dedicated and caring Shingen is on the inside , mc couldn’t help but feel no real bitterness towards the idea of falling for him. Thinking he’d get the usual sarcastic remark, he said “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” “No but it hurt when I tripped and fell for you.” Shingen actually gasped and blushed like a flustered schoolgirl being asked out by her crush. “W-well it looks like I’ll have to take responsibility for that injury.” Shingen replied, flustered but smiling.

[writingwhimsey]

A Dance to Remember- Shingen

NSFW 18+ content, fingering, femmc rec

“That’s any easy choice. Of course I will be going home with my love." I announced, looking over at my lover. "Shingen."

He smiled at me, those gray eyes holding mirth and warmth and love. He stood up, setting his sake cup aside as he strode towards me.

"Then let us go my angel." He said, reaching his hand out for me.

I placed my hand in his and slid out of Hideyoshi's haori as I did, once again my costume out for all to see. "Happily, my love."

Shingen's smile widened as he drank in my form in my costume. There were whistles and catcalls from Masamune and Keiji as Shingen and I left the room. Shingen placed his hand at the small of my back as we made our way through the halls towards the guest room he was staying in.

His hand was so large and warm against the bare skin of my back. I shivered in delight at the contact. Ever the observant man that he is, Shingen noticed this with a smile. "Does my goddess enjoy the feel of my hand on her bare flesh?" He asked, his tone light and flirtatious.

"I am sure you know the answer to that." I replied.

Shingen grinned and then I felt his fingertips lightly stroking my back, tracing little circles and patterns just above my tailbone. "You know…this is rather low on your waist." He teased, leaning in to whisper the next sentence in my ear. "I can't wait till we get back to our room and I can truly appreciate this…costume up close."

Delightful tingles spread through my body at the combination of his touch and his sonorous voice in my ear. "Shin…gen.." I gasped, my voice coming out raspier than I intended.

I watched as those gray eyes darkened. "When you say my name like that, it's hard to not just push you up against the wall and take you right now."

Would I really mind that? I thought as I looked up at my handsome lover. It was at this moment that I heard female voices. We both turned and saw a couple of maids turning a corner, chatting with each other.

Shingen and I collectd ourselves, though he still kept tat hand at the small of my back, as we passed the maids. Okay…we would totally get caught. I thought, my face flushing at the thought.

"This way, my goddess." Shingen said, leading me towards his room.

We made our way to his room, quickly as possible now. When we walked in, Shingen was sliding the door closed behind us before smoothly wrapping his arms around my naked waist and pulling me close.

I smiled as I looked up at him. "Just how closely were you planning on appreciating my costume?" I asked, my tone playful.

"I find the best way to appreciate something so beautiful is through touch." Shingen answered, sliding his fingertips over the silk bands on my arms.

"Feel free to appreciate away." I replied, then I shimmied my hips against him ever so slightly.

Shingen let out a little groan of my name then before capturing my lips in a heated kiss. When we broke the kiss, we were both breathless. "Allow me to truly worship you tonight for the lovely performance, my goddess." He whispered in my ear just before scooping me up into his arms and carrying me over to the futon.

I gave him a seductive smile. "What kind of goddess would I be if I denied my disciple the chance to show me his devotion?"

"A very cruel yet beautiful goddess." Shingen answered, sliding over me.

"Well, I wouldn't want that." I replied. "Feel free to worship away."

Shingen looked over me, as if deciding where to start. "Hmm, I think I shall start by giving you a mark of my devotion here." He said before leaning in and kissing my neck.

I gasped as the kiss took on a stinging pleasure. Shingen pulled back after a moment and looked down, his finger caressing the spot he had just kissed.

"Hmm, that was definitely a perfect start." He said. "Where shall I leave my next mark?"

He was then leaning in and covering me in kisses. I felt his lips, teeth, and tongue on every part of my body that was exposed. When he pulled back, he was looking over my body, his fingertips once again tracing over the places he had just kissed.

"You look even more beautiful than I imagined." He murmured before leaning leaning in for passionate kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my body close to his as our kiss deepened, our tongue twisting and twining. Shingen moved a hand inside the slit of my skirt, tracing his fingers over my thighs. I shivered beneath his touch, my body alighting with need and hunger of him.

Slowly, deliciously, Shingen slid his fingers up my inner thighs. Caressing me in such a loving way before finally bringing that skilled touch to where I wanted it most. I moaned into his mouth as his thumb went to work keeping pace on that pleasure pearl and two fingers slid inside my welcoming heat.

I broke the kiss to cry out his name. Shingen smiled at me as he continued to pleasure me. He was then leaning down and kissing along the side of my neck, along my collarbones, and down the valley of my cleavage.

"Ah…mng…Shin…gen!" I moaned as I began to feel that white hot heat building up within me.

"That's right my goddess…come undone for me." He said, his breath washing over my heated skin, as his fingers continued their work between my legs.

I soon found myself lost in the pleasure, release washing over me. When I came down from my pleasure high, Shingen was there, still hovering above me and smiling warmly.

"Did my offering please my goddess?"

"Mmm…yes…I hope you…have more." I replied, breathless.

I felt myself blushing at all of his affectionate nicknames coming out for me at once…but I was also melting even more. Though if I was melting by this early, I was left boneless by the end of Shingen's night of worshipping me. I had no doubts of his devotion.

Shingen's smile widened. "There's always more for your, my goddess, my love, my angel."

[little-butterfly-writes]

Hello, you! 💕

It's my time to pay you back for all those Shingen thoughts you put in my head 👀

So~ Would you be so kind as to indulge me with some Shingen fluffy HCs? (Maybe some smooches, cuddles, and lots of flirting ? 🙈💜)

Love youuu 🥰

Heya babe! And yes, of course you can babe. I hope I supplied what you were looking for! (P.s, some of them may be similar, but that's up for you to decide)

Warnings - Spoilers for chapters around 5+

Genre - Fluff

Some random Shingen headcanons

He absolutely loves sweets, no doubt. But if you ever express concerns (or show, because he picks up on it) that he's eating too much, he'll cut back. You'll notice he gets a little irritated or extra affectionate to make up for the loss of his sugar, mainly the latter.

He lets you in on some, to your knowledge all, of his hiding spots for his sweets. Just in case you rat him out to Yukimura, he still has a few spots. But as it says above he will lessen his intake of sweets if you express concern and give a small kiss.

Whenever you're walking down the halls of the castle or going to work within there, out of nowhere he'll pull you into a corner, bend you backwards, and kiss you deeply.

Shingen absolutely loves it when you put your hands on his mouth-wateringly large pecs. No matter what activity you're up to, whether it's cuddling or more, it makes your "delicate hands" look so small.

He loves holding hands with you, but always feels guilty since it reminds him of when you were his "hostage."

Due to his pneumonia, Shingen lost touch with his love of nature as it was always a struggle just walking for long periods of time, or breathing in the fresh air because of the pollen. After getting treated for his conditions with your help, he loves going on dates that involve the outdoors with you, only if you're interested. 

If you tease or flirt with Shingen back, he can't help but blush a little. It's a change of pace from what he is so used to. But be prepared as he'll flirt back in tenfold.

Shingen LOVES back massages, he carries a lot of weight, whether it's his great sword or heavy armor (or you, which is light as a feather to a man like him) it feels great on his tired muscles. He will always repay you though.

Shingen likes when you accidentally say a future word around him and have to explain what it means. Sometimes he'll use the terms himself, some of them being a little inappropriate. 

Whenever he's sick, Shingen will ask for a kiss from you, his goddess/god, so he can recover quicker…. Except he never lets you kiss him on the lips in fear of getting you sick. It's mainly a way to get rid of your worries and fluster you.

[xxsycamore]

- Captor and Captured - [SHINGEN/READER NSFW]

Rating: E

Word count: 2,714

Relationship: F/M; Shingen/Reader (MC)

Tags:Smut; Kidnapping; Vaginal Sex; Cunnilingus; Femdom; Power Play; Nipple Play; Woman on Top; Alternate Universe - Modern Setting ;Light Dom/sub

Part of @voltage-vixen ​‘s Summer of Smut Content Creation Challenge 2.0.

✦ Day 12 - A’ roaming in the ocean ✦

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Being kidnapped in broad daylight wasn’t the kind of holiday attraction MC was expecting to attend. But people say to expect the unexpected for a reason. No, Shingen says that. 

What Shingen says normally has no weight over MC’s mood nor her vacation activity choices. Except when it does.

She put her right leg over the other and crossed her arms on her chest as if to limit her presence to a minimum if she couldn’t do as much as to erase it altogether from its current location. Not talking about the leather anchor seat she was occupying, but the rest of the picture. The yacht she had found herself on.

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Lord help me my mind is absolutely consumed by thoughts of Shingen and him having the biggest breeding kink. Kind of slapped together so it's a bit of a mess

[Tw breeding, mention of pregnancy; fem afab reader. Minors/ageless blogs DNI]

Shingen absolutely has the biggest breeding kink, but its discovered mostly by accident. At first he doesn't quite realize it himself. Even as he makes love to you night after night, even as he fills you with his cum, it isn't on his mind initially. Even as you two talk distantly about making a family one day, the dots haven't connected yet in his mind.

But all it takes is one day, you happen across one of the kids in the castle town, maybe help them with something or play with them. When you come home and tell Shingen about your day and what happened, he's so enraptured by the sparkle in your eyes as you talk about the kids, the love and excitement on your face, he adores it and he adores you. All it takes is for you to utter the phrase "when we have our first kid" and suddenly, something clicks into place. After that, all that occupies his mind is images of you with swollen belly, tits heavy with milk, being able to see and feel his child growing in you.

You aren't even aware of the change in him. Shingen still keeps up with his usual sweet-talking, of course, both inside and outside the bedroom, so you're none the wiser, and he doesn't bring up this change directly. But when he makes love to you now, you can see the change in his eyes, a new fire is lit besides the original love and lust, a new determination that drives his hips to meet yours.

He's never shy about reminding you what a good girl you are for him, telling you how well you take him every time, how good your sweet little pussy feels around his throbbing cock; it's sensual first and foremost. But as he unravels in his pleasure, so does his dirty talk. At first, just asking if you want his cum, if you want him to fill you with his seed. But it's not long until he's so lost in his pleasure and his thoughts, his true desire finally slips out, asking if you want him to put a baby into you, fill the castle with your children, how he can't wait to see you round with his child.

Not only that, but the way he makes love to you changes a little, too. Typically, he'd go with the flow of whatever you wanted, any position and at any pace you requested; he's weak to your wants and your sweet voice when you're begging him to move faster, harder, letting the fever take you both.

But since his revelation, he'll suddenly take charge in the bedroom, his pace unmoveable and determined. He takes his time now, hips moving at a precise, even pace, thrusting with intention as he presses you into a tight mating press that strains the muscles in your thighs. Now he's making sure to fuck his cum into you as deep as he can, press his hips so close until every inch of skin is touching, getting the weeping tip of his cock as close to your cervix as possible. And when he finally cums in you, he's milking out every last drop inside you, and stays in to prevent any from dripping out. Regardless of if any of his seed escapes, though, he has every plan to continue fucking you through the night and every night after that. Whatever it takes until you're finally pregnant. 💜

[lordsisterxotome]

Miracle (Shingen Takeda x Reader)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Shingen Takeda x Reader

Prompt: “Aren’t you tired yet?” “Of you? Never.”

Warning: Smut! Minors DNI 🔞 Vaginal penetration | Unprotected sex | Mentions of multiple orgasms

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 611

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Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Sengoku or any of its characters. All of that goodness is the property of Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost this on any other website.

Author’s Note: My exam results come out today and I’m so nervous I might throw up. So I wrote this to distract myself 😭👍 Please enjoy day 9 of @xxsycamore​ and @chaosangel767​‘s Valentine’s Day content creation challenge💕

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PROMPTS!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! STAY CALM! ok let's stop being silly.. Shingen, IkeSen, female reader, a family prompt? They living happily, in a moment of peace, and he looks at her, pregnant, sewing by his side while he is doing his carpentry work? I'M WEAK for that man! Would totally have a family with him (sobs bcs he isn't real tho) thanks hon!

Nonny!!!!! Thank you for sending this prompt for my underrated king... he deserves so much love. :) I hope you like the ficlet!

Rating: G Takeda Shingen x Female Reader Additional tags: fluff, pregnancy

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“There you are.”

At the sound of your voice, he smiles. “Was my goddess looking for me?”

“Only very casually,” you admit. You shuffle a bit closer to his work table, curious to see what he’s been working so hard on. “Shingen, what’s this?”

“At the moment, it’s just a block of good quality wood that’s beginning to take shape. Eventually it’ll be a… I believe in your time, it’s called a…” He trails off, his nose adorably scrunched in an effort to remember. “A ‘changing table,’ is that right? Sasuke told me.”

“Oh! Yes, a changing table.” You peer down at the block of wood that is, in fact, starting to look very much like something you’d find in a modern baby store. “It’s pretty,” you remark, watching him work.

Shingen smiles at you again. “But you were looking for me, even if only very casually,” he replies. “Was my goddess in need of something?”

“Your arms,” you giggle. Your response is punctuated by a squeeze to one of his sizable biceps. “I thought you might be out here working on something, and I thought it would be nice if I could work alongside you. But I also figured that if I tried to lift the sewing box on my own, you would scold me for it… so I decided to come looking for you first and see if you wouldn’t mind doing it for me.”

“A wise decision,” Shingen winks. You watch as he marks the place he’s working on, and then he turns to you. “You have my full, undivided attention and unlimited use of my services.”

“Keep talking like that, and I might be tempted to break a few other rules I’m supposed to be minding.”

--

You often chide him for exaggerating when he makes reference to you using words like “goddess” or “angel.” Shingen knows that you think it’s probably just a habit of his left over from his days of romancing multiple women at any given time, but the truth is that you are the only one he has ever believed to be truly worthy of those terms of endearment… and thus, you are the only woman he has ever used them on.

As he watches you now, lit by the glow of the rising sun, he thinks to himself that there couldn’t be two more apt descriptions for you.

There was no shortage of pretty women in Shingen’s life before you came along. He has had his fair share of dealings with attractive women… and yet, none of them can hold a candle to you. The grace with which you carry yourself even as a foreigner to this time of war and uncertainty. The honest, straightforward way you look at the world around you. The courage and determination you possess to stick to your ideals and stand up for what you believe in, even when it goes against the tide.

He is absolutely smitten with you, and never will he be ashamed to admit it.

“Oh,” you exclaim softly, your expression one of delight as you still your needle. You look down at your stomach, then back up at him. “Come feel,” you whisper, beckoning him closer. He obliges you, putting one large hand on the round swell of your belly and feeling the movement for himself.

“Such strong legs,” he chuckles quietly. “Do you think our daughter will be a skilled fighter?”

“I should hope so,” you grin up at him, putting your hand on top of his. “With these genes, how can she not be?”

He rests his hand there a bit longer to feel the tiny feet kick against his palm, unable to wipe the smile from his face. “I wonder what kind of punishment is waiting for me in the afterlife,” he says thoughtfully.

Startled at his words, you crane your neck to look at him. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh,” he sighs, “I just don’t know if the universe would let me get away with this… being so happy in this life, having everything I’ve ever wanted.” He looks at you, mirth crinkling the corners of his eyes as he smiles. “I don’t think that kind of happiness goes unpunished in the afterlife.”

You scoff, twining your fingers with his and raising his hand to your mouth to kiss it. “I would tell you how foolish you are, but I think you’re already aware of it.”

“If I’m foolish, it’s only because I’m a fool in love,” he retorts, dropping you a wink.

“What you are, is a distraction,” you scold him lightly, but you’re unable to help your own grin.

Even after he has retreated back to his corner of the workshop to resume working, he can’t stop his eyes from straying towards you. How lucky can one man be? To have met the love of his life, even though the law of logic dictates that two people five hundred years apart should never even cross paths.

To be given hope, even after he’d resigned himself to a short life that would be used to accomplish a singular goal. For that hope to have blossomed into reality… to be given a second chance to live the life he’d always wanted but had been too afraid to wish for. To be able to use that life in pursuit of his goal of peace for his clan, to be able to return to his homeland and once again rule his people… and to be able to do it all with you by his side, sharing in his dreams, building a life with him.

Building a family with him.

He finds his gaze wandering over to you again, watching you work. You’ve been very mindful of the doctor’s orders, making sure you’re not overexerting yourself or doing anything strenuous. Still, being idle makes you restless, and so you’ve kept yourself busy by making clothes for the baby.

You often complain to him about feeling less graceful now that you’re six months along, but Shingen would beg to differ. Your fingers are no less nimble than they were before. Threading a needle… fashioning a pattern… making artwork out of fabric - your skill at these things has not diminished, and he finds you all the more attractive for it because the clothes you make now are for his child.

How can one man be this happy?

It is a question he has asked himself over and over again, and one he is sure to ask himself many more times before his life is over.

--

“You’re staring,” you murmur amusedly, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

“You enthrall me,” is his response, not missing even one beat. “How can I not stare?”

“You really are too much sometimes.” Your words are accompanied by a pleased little chuckle. “If you dote on me this much now, what’s going to happen after the baby is born?”

“As you’re fond of saying, ‘that’s for me to know and you to find out.’”

His response only makes you chuckle harder. “Well then,” you start, carefully setting aside the tiny pattern you’ve been working on, “it’s only fair that I get to ogle you while you work now.”

“One good turn deserves another,” he agrees. True to your word, your eyes are on him now, watching as he carefully sands the wood in front of him. After a few moments of quiet, he speaks again. “Are you happy here with me?”

His question surprises you, and you wonder what it stems from. “Of course I am,” you reply, without a split second of hesitation. “I wondered at first if I could make this place - this time, my home… but now, I can’t imagine my life any other way.”

Your response seems to please him. “You know, I always believed it was my fate to die fighting Nobunaga. I was convinced that through my death, I’d be able to accomplish the thing I’d been fighting most of my life for - getting back my home, and making sure my family could keep it even after I was gone.” He pauses what he’s doing, looking up at you with a brilliant smile. “At the time, my family was just my clan, and even though they were important to me, I have something much more precious to protect now.”

“I wonder what that could be,” you tease.

“I bet you do,” he chuckles. “You gave me something to live for, and you gave me the means to do it. I still believe in fate, but now I realize that part of my fate was meeting you and getting to have a second chance at life. Being able to live to see what I fought for. Being happy with you, building a life and a family with you, and getting to enjoy that life.” He shakes his head. “You tease me for being foolish, but if being foolish means I get to spend the rest of my life with you, I’ll gladly be a fool until the day I die.”

“Well then, Takeda-Sama,” you grin, snuggling up to his side and standing on tiptoes to kiss his cheek, “I suppose that makes us two fools in love.”

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