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ourladyofiscariot replied to your post:I'm gonna fuck Yumi better than you can!

"Tch, my sword deserves more of a challenge. Choking sound like a better idea?"

"Get creatife, I'll vatch."

[txlensky]

windsweptsilver

"Hey Pietro! Lemme ask you something’ real quick."

[princesadelapasion-archived]

boerx [Oh wow happy Spanish noises and a huge hug of course] "Amigo!"

[sundig-blog]

ourladyofiscariot replied to your post:"I'm *not* marrying you, Heinkel. C-clearly that...

"T-then how come you don’t say anything sweet to *me*? Y-You don’t even say why you like me or anything! God, don’t you look up how to do ANY of this?!"

"Maybe you should get your ears cleaned zen. Or do you sleep srough ze peellow talk?"

[sundig-blog]

blessedbetheland replied to your post:"I offer my services as a mediator. I find...

"She thought it might help to prevent the conversation from degenerating into yelling. But I’m perfectly happy to step away if you prefer."

       “... Eef eet's vhat Yumiko vants, I guess... I'm just tired off beink doubted by mein partner.”

[mxkasas]

tenthousandtokill

     ✖—— The MB Grocery was actually pretty well stocked. After finding out that it was all free—sounded a bit suspect to be honest—Mikasa had decided to go shopping for some food. She perused the otherwise empty store for something that piqued her interest gradually accumulating a basket full of consumables. When she got to the dairy section there was only one bottle of milk left. Looked like someone had gotten there before her. She reached for the bottle but snatched her hand back when she someone else reach for it out of the corner of her eye.

     ❝Ah... you can have it,❞ she said softly looking up at the stranger. It wasn't like she needed it.

[sxnbonzakura-blog]

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                    He hadn’t expected his master to make such a sudden appearance, but even more so, he didn’t expect the ravenette to indulge in it with him. A gasp parted pallid tiers, head rolling back to rest against the shoulder that now settled behind him, back pressing to the chest to feel firm muscles against his own. He felt a chill run down the length of his spine, causing his hips to buck upward in a smooth and fluid motion, the first and only thus far that seemed even somewhat experienced.

                    His master was right, of course, he lacked the experience it took to pleasure oneself, let alone another. Not that he sought to please anyone but himself, but now that Byakuya had ‘interfered,’ he couldn’t help but wonder where exactly this would lead. For now, however, unmasked face remained contorted from its usually stoic placement to the one it currently was - flustered and far from unreadable. In fact, he was quite exposed in more ways than one.

                    “I…” He began, but the pleasure surrounded his length as the familiar feel of the oil coated a part of his body not yet touched by another, and only just touched by himself for such reasons, “I don’t know…” It was a lie, and certainly one that Byakuya could sense with ease, but Senbonzakura remained overall shy and evasive, unable to be so blunt now that he had been caught in such an act.

[decayed-moon]

       Dark eyes half-shuttered watched Senbonzakura’s expression with clear interest—those unprotected, maskless features were a rarity as conflicted pleasure morphed lips and colored cheeks. Quite alluring indeed. However, the noble’s hand stilled as obviously false words answered his question. “You would tell falsehoods to your master?” That oiled hand began moving again, digits more firm now and thumb passing over the swollen head to drive the samurai higher rapidly.

       Of course, he had no intention of letting his zanpakutō find true relief yet. That would be far too kind to someone who deliberately deceive him. “Perhaps you would like to change your answer, Senbonzakura.”