Shingen walked into the workspace he and his lover shared. They had agreed that they would spend the afternoon working together on their projects. She on her sewing and he on the new wood-working project he had started.
He smiled as he walked in and his lover was already there. She had her sewing in hand and was humming a tune he didn’t recognize, but he loved the tune regardless. “I see you got started without me.” He said, his tone teasing.
She looked up at him and smiled. “Oh, don’t pout like that. I knew you’d be here soon, Shingen.” She replied. “Besides, I brought your favorite.” She then gestured to a tray that held some of Shingen’s most favorite sweet buns. “Which I haven’t even had a single bite yet because I wanted to wait for you.”
Shingen smiled and sat down beside her, leaning in to steal a kiss from her lips. “You are my true favorite sweet, my love.” He said, giving her a warm smile.
Her cheeks flushed and a happy smile graced her lips. “Shingen…”
He sat down beside her, loving how she always responded to him. Flushing under the mildest of compliments, even though they were sincere. “How is my goddess feeling today?” He asked, lifting a hand to caress her cheek.
She smiled as she leaned into his touch. “Oh, I’m feeling just fine and as happy as ever to be here with you.” She answered. “So, shall we eat our sweets before we get to work on our projects?”
“That sounds lovely.” Shingen replied. He watched as she moved to get the tray. While her back was to him, that’s when he saw it. The red petal on her pearl skin, just where he had left it the night before, on the nape of her neck.
It brought back the memories of how they had spent the previous night. How he had left the mark on her flesh in the moment of passion. How sweetly she had moaned when he’d left the mark…and the other marks she would have under her kimono.
Thinking about the previous night…it stirred his desire. He longed to feel her skin on his once more. To her her sweet cries of his name. Her body writhing in pleasure beneath his, clenching around him as he brought her to the heights of ecstasy.
She turned around with the tray of sweet buns. Her cheeks flushed as soon as she saw the way Shingen was looking at her. She must have felt the heat from his gaze. “Shingen…what’s…”
Shingen smiled as he reached a hand to caress her cheek before sliding down the side of her neck, long fingers brushing against the mark at her nape. “I was just thinking of another sweet I’d rather indulge in.” He replied.
She shivered deliciously under his touch. “Shingen…” She breathed his name, her cheeks reddening.
“Come here, my love.” He told her, drawing her in until their lips met. His tongue quickly delved into her mouth even as she moved, climbing into his lap and straddling him.
Shingen groaned into the kiss when he felt her begin to grind herself against him. He traced his hands over her curves before moving to her sash. He tugged until her obi came undone. He pushed her kimono open so that he could caress her bare skin.
She pulled from the kiss to let out a moan. “Shingen…”
He grinned at her as he traced his fingers over the marks he;d left on her chest, her belly, her collarbones, her thighs. “My darling…I’m sorry, but seeing these marks…it only makes me want to leave more. Only makes me want to hear you crying out for me again.”
She bit her lower lip. She then reached for the sash tying his robe closed and tugged until it fell open. “I want you, too.”
Shingen let out a groan and moved, laying her back on the tatami mat floor and hovering over her. His hands moved over he body even as his lips began to move over her body, down the side of her neck, over her collarbones…to her breasts. He opened his mouth and took in a nipple, his tongue swirling and bringing it to a taught peak.
She moaned and writhed under him. “Shingen…you always…ngh…Oh…Oh yes…”
Her thought was interrupted when he slipped a hand between her thighs, fingers stroking that little pleasure pearl, swirling, stroking, and flicking. Her hips bucked under his touch. “Mmm… you look so beautiful like this my darling.”
“Shingen…” She moaned, bucking her hips. “Oh…gods…yes…I want you…all of you.”
Shingen let out a groan. Hearing her begging for him. Wanting more from him. Wanting him as much as he wanted her. “My love…I can’t resist when you say such things.” He withdrew his hand from her heat, bringing it to his lips to lick his fingers clean. He positioned himself between her thighs, and slipped inside, slowly inch by inch until they were fully connected. Until he was fully buried within her.
She let out a sweet moan as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and her legs around his waist. “Yes…Shingen…ngh you always…feel so good…”
He groaned as he held her close, relishing in the feeling of her warm flesh against his. Her body so soft and small compared to the large hardened musculature of his frame. “My love…you are always so warm…so perfect.”
He began to move, starting off slowly rolling his hips. She moaned and began to move her hips with his. He held her close as they moved together, moaning in their shared pleasure. Their lips naturally drew together in countless kisses as their hands explored each other’s bodies.
“Shingen!” She moaned as her body was consumed with the pleasure he gave her, her walls clamping around him.
Shingen let out a groan of her name as he was pulled into his own release. He gave her another love bite to her shoulder even as they both ascended to the height of pleasure together. Her nails dug into his back even as her body clenched around his.
They came down from their shared pleasure, panting and breathless, still holding onto each other. Shingen peppered her face in loving kisses. “My darling…I love you so much.”
“I love…you too…Shingen.” She replied, smiling happily up at him. “So…I take it we won’t be getting much work done?”
Shingen grinned. “No…I think I’d rather spend the rest of the day together…like this.” He replied before sealing her lips with his and moving his hips once again. This was only the beginning.
OH DEAR GOD! Open requests in a blog I just found out and loved? This is everything my heart needed! Honey, I'd like to request Shingen Takeda + hugs #8! I just can't get enough of that handsome man lol wish you the best!!
Hello there @mrsukitakekyoraku - so glad you found my blog! Sorry this is like a few (or maybe more) months late. Hope you enjoy!
Let's Dance - Shingen Takeda x Reader (Ikemen Sengoku)
A/N: Part of my New Year, New Celebration event.
Pairing: Shingen Takeda x Reader
Prompt: hugging while slow dancing
Word Count: 386
Tags: fluff, one very tiny spoiler for his main route
“I had a great time today.”
It was a great day. It started with a shopping trip for new fabric (and a new hairclip as a gift from Shingen) that ended at your favorite tea house for dinner. Hot sake and sweet desserts really hit the spot after a long day walking around the town.
Darkness was creeping into the sky, light blue replaced with the darker purples of twilight. Time had come to return to Kasugayama and bring the others the treats you bought them.
But now there was a crisp breeze, enough to feel the chill on your cheeks.
“I hope everyone likes the tea cakes we picked out,” you said as you hurried your steps, eager to get back home.
“They were quite good,” Shingen commented. “But I’m not sure we bought enough.” You glanced at him, his handsome profile highlighted by what was left of the sky’s light, and laughed. Shingen and his insatiable appetite for sweets.
As you made your way through the streets, you heard music playing from somewhere, the sound growing louder the closer you approached. Shingen stopped in his tracks and turned to you.
“May I have this dance?” he asked, his large hand extended towards you.
“Now? Here?” You looked around at all the people milling about, going their way shopping, warmth rising to your cheeks as you suddenly felt very self-conscious.
Your gaze met his; dark puppy dog eyes stared back at you. It was easy to forget that not so long ago, tomorrow was not a promise for Shingen, and that he had to live everyday for today.
How could you say no to him? Or that sad face?
“Anything for you,” you said with a smile.
You slipped your hand into his; warm and strong, you would never tire of holding hands with him. He twirled you before guiding you into his arms. Your bodies swayed slowly to the music, your head pressed against his chest. Warmth radiated from his body, warming your cool cheeks.
“Not so bad, is it?” he asked, sensing your earlier shyness.
You hugged your arms tighter around his waist, your body pressing closer to him. No, it wasn’t so bad after all.
