#dashi.anon

[alto-march-of-death]

that’s my aim, gorgeous. i love to see your face all flushed from me complimenting you. makes you much cuter, don’t you think?

his hand drifted below your chin, softly pulling your face up so he could kiss you. his lips pressed against yours, a smile clearly shown on his freckled face.

— ‘dashi

yk what, im glad i did this, gives me writing ideas and i stan that

hehehehe

I can’t help but flush even more in return, my own freckles standing out against the bright red of my cheeks. When his lips meet mine, a small gasp tumbles from my lips before I kiss him back eagerly. My hands fist into his shirt, trying to pull him closer.

glad to be of a service 😇

[alto-march-of-death]

alright, pretty, daddy’ll fuck you. but, we need a safeword, darling. then i’ll fuck you, yeah?

his lips then started leaving small kisses on your neck. the smirk on his face grew as he felt your hands grip his hair harder from his words.

— dashi

hhhhhhhhh when Tadashi calls you pretty...

I gasp into his kisses, trying to press my body closer to his while I do. All that was going through my head while trying to come up with a word was the way his kisses made my body feel. It was like little shocks of lightning across my body.

Lightning, I pant out. That’s... lightning. That’s our safe word. Is that okay?

[alto-march-of-death]

hmm.. what was that? i didn't quite hear it.

he stops tracing shapes on your sides, instead choosing to lay his hands right on your waist. his mouth moved up to your ear, slightly blowing on the lobe before whispering.

come on, don’t you wanna be a good girl for me?

— dashi

not me gettin it on with my anons in the middle of my event-

I nod quickly, biting my lip for a second before answering out loud. I wanna be a good girl for you, Da-Dashi.

I keep my hands in his hair, holding him close to my neck so he can’t see the blush on my face. Fuck me, please? Promise I’ll be a good girl for you. Just wanna make you happy, Dashi.

[alto-march-of-death]

ah, i’m sorry, want me to let go, pretty? Your laughs are very pretty though, makes me want to continue tickling you.

his fingers started to lightly trace shapes into your sides, knowing it tickled, but waiting for your answer. his head lowered to your neck, pressing soft kisses onto the exposed skin there.

— dashi

———

I continue laughing, pressing my body into his. N-no, it’s okay. Just tickles a little bit. My laughs come out higher pitched and faster, until he presses his lips to my neck.

My hands fist into the back of his shirt and I let out a small gasp. ‘M sensitive on my neck, Dashi. Be careful...

[alto-march-of-death]

you’re very correct, mi amour, that is why i cant stop staring. your beauty just captivates me, i cant look away even if i tried.

a small, happy sigh escapes when you cradle his cheek. his arms which were wrapped around your waist turned into his hands on your hips instead. his thumbs softly rubbed circles on your sides.

— dashi

I’ll just toss it under here—

I hum happily to myself until he hits one particular spot on my sides, and then I’m giggling. It tickles just the slightest bit, and I can’t help but squirm and laugh in his grip. It tickles, Dashi!

[alto-march-of-death]

his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer against his chest. he pulled away from the short kiss, a soft sigh escaping his mouth as he leaned his forehead against yours.

you’re so beautiful, love.

his eyes curiously stared into your own, watching how the love and adoration in your eyes swirled and revealed so much to him.

— dashi

🥺🥺🥺🥺

My head tilts to the side, staring back at him with a small smile. Is that why you can’t stop staring? Because I find myself to be staring at you for the same reasons. You’re very handsome, Dashi.

I bring a hand up to his face, cradling his cheek in my palm. I giggle a bit when he leans into the touch. So very handsome.

[alto-march-of-death]

aw, i’m glad you like the nickname as well that you think of me. i love you too, darling, my pretty girl

his hand reaches out to rest of your face, his thumb softly rubbing your cheek.

— dashi

heh

I lean into his hand, giving him a small smile. You’re gonna make me all flustered if you keep calling me things like pretty girl. You’re making me blush, Dashi.

[alto-march-of-death]

of course i think about you, love, in all the ways you can think of.

— dashi

well its actually either i forgot to reply or tumblr ate my reply. ❤️ i also wanted to know how far you’d like me to go for being a character anon. like can i go nsfw at times or?? :) mwah ily al

Well, that’s good to know since I think about you all the time, too. You can call me love more often, if you’d like. I like when you call me that.

And we can do whatever ya want!! If you’ve seen my other ones, you know I’ve done it all 😋