At first, Shion only kept you around because you were useful. Quiet but undeniably effective, swift and brutal with the execution of the tasks she gave you. Just how she liked it. At least she did to begin with, that, dare she say, admiration of your work slowly turning into curiosity. Then... worry.
And that? That was dangerous for someone like her.
It only really started when she realised you weren’t an omnic, and were in fact human (well, cyborg. But having one robotic arm didn’t exactly make you more metal than man, at least to Shion).
You had come back from a mission that had gone awry (thanks Overwatch), much to Shion’s dismay. Injured and bleeding yet still trying to keep up the front of the perfect weapon. It would have worked to if… you hadn’t have passed out from the blood loss during Shion’s lecture.
God knows how much time had passed when you came to, still in her office but now laid out on the sofa in the corner. wounds bandaged and a quite pissed off looking Shion in the chair opposite.
“What was that, hm?” she questioned, uncrossing her legs and standing from the armchair she had been sat in. Unholstering one of her pistols, she harshly thrust the barrel against your bandaged chest, causing a grunt of pain to escape your lips (even if you wanted it to or not). She leaned her face further in, eyes unblinking under her now furrowed brows. Shion’s throat lit up as she spoke, her next words catching you of guard.
“What… are you?”
You hesitated, not quite knowing how to respond to her question and Shion didn’t like that. She pressed her gun harder against your ribcage, a warning, ‘answer me’.
“Well? I thought you were better, but you still carry the burden of flesh… mostly.” She nodded to your arm before quickly returning her eyes to yours. The words still didn’t come. to be honest this was one of the first times you had been at the end of her gun, and it really was terrifying, you can see why most of the Hashimoto were scared of her.
“I-i… don’t know-”
“don’t know? Really now, you think I believe that? …truly, you are more stupid than I thought.” The insult was only followed by more silence, only sound being the quiet hum of her body as she hovered above you. A couple minuets passed before Shion moved again, she had run out of patience and was getting an answer out of you, one way or another. She moved quickly. Flipping the gun in her hand and pistol whipping your jaw, other hand grabbing your face to ensure you didn’t look away from her anymore.
“I don’t have all night. What are you! Human? Omnic? Tch, cyborg?!” Her grip tightened, exacerbating the pain in your now bruised jaw as she pulled the two of your faces closer…
“What façade are you trying to hide in?”
“…”
“You have already ruined my image of you… don’t make it any worse.”
“…I don’t know.”
“Pathetic. I would have thought you’d gain some clarity after that” Shion spits out, running a cold metal finger over your bleeding lip. She tosses your face to the side as she releases it, standing up straight again and sighing. It’s silent in the room again as Shion turns to leave-
“…one where I’m wanted.”
“What?”
“The façade I’m hiding in. It’s one where I can pretend I’m needed”
“That’s not what you just said. You just said wanted… so which is it, wanted or needed?”
You hesitate once more and try to divert your eyes, unable to keep your gaze level with hers. That gives Shion her answer. She giggles condescendingly as she lifts your chin with her fingers to meet her gaze.
“Aww, how cute… you want to be wanted? Really now, who would ever want you? You can’t even decide what you are…”
She crouches down so the two of you were eye level, pulling at your chin so you would look her in the eye, the fire seemed to have faded now replaced with… curiosity (at least you hoped it was). Her eyes traced a path from yours down, past the old scars and to the edge of the robotic limb that attached itself to your shoulder.
“This…” Shion mumbled, pushing your shirt the rest of the way off your shoulder. Fingers cool against your now exposed skin as she traced her other hand down to where flesh ended and metal begun… before grasping at the bicep of your false arm, judging the prosthetics construction.
“Where did this come from, hm?” there was a mocking undertone to her words, yet she still proposed the question with curiosity. She loosened her grip and she let her hand travel from your bicep to your wrist, further examining the craftmanship while she waited for an answer. When there was only more silence Shion sighed once again, not of frustration but of… disappointment.
“did you do this to yourself? Was this on purpose? Or some… freak accident?” a pause, then layering the mockery on thick she continued “or does someone not wanna talk about it?” a chuckle escapes her as she drops your arm, standing up straight again.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk… I thought you would have known to answer to me by now. Maybe some, hm… motivation?” there was a sly tone to her voice as she strutted over to her desk, pulling out a bottle of whiskey (the expensive kind, of course). She pours it into a singular glass before placing it on the low table near you.
“what’s wrong? You’re usually so… quick, always ready with a remark? I’m almost starting to miss it” Shion drawled, nudging the glass towards you as she sat down in the opposite chair, a small but in no way sincere smile on her lips.
You pick up the glass and chug, finishing in two gulps, before slamming it down back on the table. The whiskey burned on the way down, causing you to cough before you can answer. When you do answer, your voice is rough as you speak.
“-explosion at a power station. Couple years ago.”
“Ah, now we’re getting somewhere.”
“Mm… got left there by overwatch.”
“Explains the attitude I usually see from you”
“so now I just need to be useful enough to you that I won’t be left behind…”
“that’s…” Shion almost laughs, covering her mouth with her hand, composing herself so she could replay with fake pity “so pathetic, it’s almost adorable! Don’t worry, you are useful to me… keep it that way”
There was a warning in her tone, one that said ‘this is your one chance’ hidden under her sarcastic cooing. She stood with a sense of finality, turning her back to you as she returned to her desk, setting away the whiskey before briefly turning back to you.
“You are dismissed; you may leave”
you turn to leave, pulling your shirt back on and ignoring the ache in your body as you stand up.
“oh, before you go… keep the glass. I feel you’ll need a reminder of what happened between us tonight.”
Authors note: i have another one written if you want it.
Shion, ever the walking disaster that he is, has a crush on the bartender. You!
(260 words)
Location: The Haitanis' nightclub
Shion, who agrees to meet Rindou at the Haitanis' club. He spends twenty minutes ironing a suit that still somehow comes out wrinkled.
Shion, who doesn't know the difference between scotch and bourbon. He's a 'cheap beer and sake' kind of guy.
Shion, who grins like an idiot when you, the bartender, smile at him and ask for his drink order.
Shion, who leans his elbow on the polished mahogany bar— and slips.
Shion, who orders the most expensive drink, because that's what sophisticated people do, and subsequently hates it. He pretends to enjoy it while trying not to gag.
Shion, who then panics when the bill arrives.
Shion, who comes back two nights later. Then three nights after that. Then again the following weekend.
Shion, who has all but bathed in designer knock-off cologne that he bought from some guy in an alley. He has the entire end of the bar to himself.
Shion, who orders a scotch only because he heard Rindou talk about it one time. He discovers he hates it.
Shion, who swears you're flirting with him.
Shion, who doesn't believe Rindou when he explains that bartenders are supposed to be friendly. It's their job.
Shion, who has absolutely no idea why Ran keeps greeting him with, "Your bartender's working tonight." The brothers have already started placing bets.
Shion, who notices you're the one who stays behind to clean up after everyone else leaves.
Shion, who offers to carry the heavy boxes from the storage room.
Shion, who buys flowers.
Shion, who keeps them at home because handing them to you suddenly seems terrifying.
I saw your post about writing Wistoria wand n sword stuff hehehe... You could write one with a odd ball reader or a anxious/shy reader or uhhh a quiet reader that helps people without them realizing it n gets caught doing it again quietly Obviously you don't have to, I'm just so desperate for Wistoria wand and sword stuff (T▽T)
Wistoria x Reader
Everyone is this fandom is desperate i think😔 so im happy to get a request for it :3
I kinda tried mixing the anxious/shy part with a hint of the last part to be fair but I hope you'll like it
Warnings: None- also I wrote this at midnight so exuse my writing
With that english is not my first language -thank you very much
Charakters:Julius, Wignall, Shion, Will
To be fair he miiiight have been a bit irritated by your nature at first. Sure, there were plenty of people that didnt talk a lot or seemed nervous when interacting with people but those usually dont just do things for him for no reason??? Actually- no one does.
Save to say it took him a while to get used to your "just being kind" but i guess your not aaaalll bad.
Ok but imagine his suprise if you're the kind of person that talks more once you're comfortable
Julius would not know how to handle that the first few times.
YET YOU COULDNT EVEN LOOK HIM IN THE FACE WHEN YOU HELPED HIM HELLO????
Anyway...
You didnt hear this from me but he regualry gets concerned if people try to use you for ur kindness
Wignall realised fairly early that you werent being arrogant if you replied with a short answer or cut people off before they finished speaking to answer this is not a given trust. So yea he appreciated the nice things you did without having a problem with your shy nature. Of course earning the trust of this elf wasnt an easy thing to do just because you had no malicious intent but you earned it in the end somehow.
Without trying.
How fun.
He might actually be able to give advice that arent complete bullshit in terms anxiousness if you want.
But please remember that this is not his specialty- even with his best attempts ok.
Ok so this depents on weather he liked you before or not propably not bcs of colette though
If he did- i can give you a full guarantee that you being shy or not barely makea a difference.
Now if he didnt- which again is the more likely scenario, it might at least take a bit more time.
And the fact that you try to hide it whenever you help just a little, didnt help your case. Alright Shion thinking you were trying to gain a favor wasnt necessarily helpful either.
He may not be able to help you "better" your shyness, since well he doesnt really know how that feels to be fair... he does try to reduce stress though.
With which i mean trying to calm you down if you're stressed about an assigment or and specific event or whatever.
No matter how much I love Will and how relateble he should be for me hes so damn hard to write for wtf
Its fine there are tons of people that are anxious in social situations! He can just come along or hype you up before go you if that helps?
Whatever the case Will would never have a problem with someone quiet.
What he does have a problem with is your constant help.
Not to misunderstand- of course hes greatful for your help but he told you before, he can take care of it himself! No need to waste your precious time on this he'll tell you if he needs help. Promise!
Imma be real it like you two were just friends all of the suddent.... there was no before even if you only ment at the start of school we dont need logic.
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can we ignor that will is most definitely shorter than the rest? Thanks :P
Warning(s) : Cock cages, dom/sub, dom shion/sub reader, rough oral sex, transformers lingo used, shion spike
Word count : 950
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The click of the chastity cage brings a finality that makes you tremble. Shion smiles where she's stood above you, pleased with herself as she looks down at you and your nude form. The cage looked basic at first glance; typical shape and color, but etched into the metal on your balls, was Shion's name and the Hashimoto emblem.
"There. Now everyone will know you belong to me," she says, hooking a nail in one of the gaps on the cage. It brushes against your dick, makes you shiver and your breath hitch. Or maybe it was the possession in her voice that did that. Regardless, she seems pleased by your reaction. "And what do you say?"
You swallow, trying to control your breathing as you choke out, "Thank you, ma'am."
Shion uses her free hand to pet you, running her fingers through your hair before fisting it in the strands. She tugs you further upright, pulls you closer until your nose is pressed against the crease of her thigh. "Good boy," she coos condescendingly.
Her touch is cold, as it normally was. It wouldn't be long before the metal of her thigh would warm, leeching off the warmth of your skin. For now, you simply deal with the cold. You'd get your reward soon enough.
As she holds you against her, she presses the toe of her heel to the underside of the cage. Your hips twitch forward on impulse. Where you'd normally get chastised for the involuntary movement, Shion lets you off with nothing more than a disappointed scoff.
Your eye catches the glint of light as Shion moves her free hand down to her opposite thigh. You watch from the corner of your eye as a panel disengages and she flips a small switch. You were intimately familiar with the action, but the sudden shudder as her spike unfolds still surprises you.
Her spike was pretty. It was the same color as the meshing on her neck, with ridges that glowed a faint red. She was big, too. Bigger than you. You loved having her inside you, whether it was your ass or your mouth.
The tip beads a clear lubricant that you can't wait to lick up. But, held in place by the hand in your hair, you're forced to simply watch as Shion wraps a hand around herself and pumps her spike slowly. You can't help the quiet whimper that escapes you as you're denied what you want.
Shion tuts at you, tugging your head away from her plating. She shifts to stroke herself right above your face, her eyes glinting with mirth as you go cross-eyed trying to focus on her spike. Further teasing you, she smears that bead of lubricant across your upper lip, laughing quietly when you visibly struggle not to lick your lips.
"Open," she demands when your eyes start to water and you're visibly tensed.
Immediately, your mouth opens wide. You're rewarded with your quick obedience by the tip of her spike resting on the tip of your tongue. Lubricant leaks over your tongue, steadily increasing in flow until it's impossible to keep from spilling. The cool liquid slips from the corners of your mouth, dripping down onto the floor and your thighs. Shion lets it happen, listens to you start to gag and gurgle as it becomes to much.
She taps her foot against the cage again, surprising you and making you jolt, makes you take her deeper. At that, she pulls you all the way down her spike. Your mouth overflows, some forcing its way out of your nose, but you wrap your lips around her. Her spike has long since warmed, and the weight of it feels good in your mouth.
Shion pulls you halfway off by your hair, before pushing you back down. She does it again and again and again, using your mouth like a fleshlight to get off. Your eyes begin to water again, but it doesn't net you any pity. Even as your tears begin falling, they only seem to spur Shion into being rougher. But you loved it. This was your purpose with her.
When she overloads, her hand switches from being tangled in your hair to simply cupping the back of your head, holding you flush against her body. Her spike gets hot, almost enough to be painful if you weren't used to it.
She holds you there, well past her overload point, simply feeling you swallow the spurts of lubricant her spike provides as you suck her. You can hear her inner fans working overtime to cool her body back down. The sound is soothing, and you close your eyes, just basking in the afterglow of your purpose being fulfilled. Your own cock throbs weakly in its cage, desperately wanting to harden, but hindered by the lack of space.
Shion wouldn't get you off tonight. She probably wouldn't get you off the entire week you were to wear the thing. Punishment for speaking out of turn; something you may or may not have done intentionally just for the punishment.
She lets you get your fill, only pulling you off when your suckling stops. She presses the toe of her shoe against the underside of the cage one more time before waving you off. "Clean yourself up, we're done here."
You nod, rocking back on your heels before standing. You were thankful she decided to simply break into your house so you didn't have to walk very far to get to a bathroom to wash your face. By the time you leave, Shion's gone, though she left a note on your bed with nothing but the date she'd stop by next.
summary: you make contact with a mysterious silky pollen that has you crying out in pain. desperate to help you, shion is willing to do anything. fuchi makes a suggestion.
themes: sex pollen, bochu jutsu, fire-tao!reader, yamada-asaemon!reader, established/hidden relationship, porn with feelings, smut and fluff
word count: 1.8k
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Shion turned his attention away from you for one second, and when he turned back around, he found you on your knees in the grass.
“Ope! Lost your footing, did ya, young miss? Good old Gantetsusai will help you up!”
Something felt abnormal. Your waves weren’t as resonant as usual, yet something around you appeared to swell. Hurrying to close the distance between you, he happened upon you right as Gantetsusai assisted your back onto your feet.
You seemed to be wavering, oscillating like a leaf in the wind. Your form fell forwards, clashing into Gantetsusai’s before you let out a pained-sounding moan.
“So hot…” you mumbled. He could sense your hand, feel it touching to the other man’s chest. “Gantetsu-san…you feel cool…”
“Woah!” the convict blurted. “Touching me there, huh? Never took you for such a forward girl!”
Shion immediately separated you from the older man, his brows furrowed in concern. The strange aura you radiated was growing larger, encompassing your waves entirely as you swayed beneath Shion’s palms. He smelled something floral on your skin, and with a quick inspection of your skin beneath his fingers, realized that you were covered in a soft, powdery substance.
“What is this?” he asked, brows furrowing. Concerned, he asked, “Are you alright?”
“Shion…ugh.”
You flopped forwards once again, this time crashing into his chest. Shion supported you immediately, rife with worry, but when he turned his head to call for Fuchi, he felt your hand slide under the neck of his tunic.
“Your skin is cold, Shion,” you whispered. “It feels good…”
“What the—? Wait, stop that.”
“Shion,” you moaned, showing no regard for the situation you were in or the people who were privy to it. “Put your skin on mine and cool me down…it’s so hot that it hurts…”
Flustered, he pulled your hand out of his clothing before you could make it below his waist. With his top now distressed, you lifted your hands to your own collar and pulled it open.
Quickly, Shion put your kimono back together. You let out a frustrated mewl, fighting against him as though you didn’t know any better. He felt heat blaze in his face as you flung verbal obscenities at him, ignoring your various demands for him to let you “get naked already”.
Gantetsusai hummed. “Why stop the young miss? If she wants to get naked, then let her!”
“Hold your tongue, convict!” Shion snapped. “She is clearly not in her right mind! This pollen coating her skin…it’s not normal.”
“It hurts,” you panted, your resistance growing stronger by the second. “Shion. Shion. Can’t you feel me burning? I can’t stand this,” you gasped out, writhing in his grip. “Let go of me, Shion. Let go!”
You slammed your palms against his chest, and something fierce bounded through your fingertips and into his body. An extraordinarily strong force flung him off his feet, choking the wind from his throat as he flew into the base of a nearby tree. You collapsed below him in the grass, writhing around like a panicked animal as you repeatedly wailed: “I’m burning! Fuck, I’m burning!”
Shion’s heart sank when he heard your pained cries. Scrambling towards you, he ignored the blood dripping down the corner of his mouth as he grabbed your wrists, stopping you in the midst of your violent tirade. He could smell blood on your chest, and when he pressed your wrists to the ground, he felt that same silky powder coating you. You sobbed as you fought against him, your kimono in complete disarray from your brash actions.
“It hurts,” you cried as you continued to thrash about. “Shion, I’m burning.”
“Calm down, please!” he said, wincing as you tried to kick away his restraint. “I can’t help you if you keep trying to fight me!”
“Er, Whatever-emon! What’s going on with Momo-san over there?!”
Shion struggled to keep you contained as Gantetsusai called for their resident medical expert. Fuchi kneeled by your head, observing you for mere seconds before turning to Shion. As indecent as he knew you to be, Shion had no choice but to leave you as you were to allow Fuchi a proper assessment.
Fuchi dropped his head back down. He touched your forehead, and the resounding moan you let out sent chills down Shion’s spine.
“She feels feverish,” Fuchi explained. “And it seems like touch helps alleviate her symptoms somewhat. If I had to make a hypothesis based on her current state of being…her fire tao is rapidly spiraling out of control. Possibly from contact with this pollen substance.”
“Then we should wash it off immediately!” Shion barked.
“No—water hinders fire, remember? If we were to submerge her, I’m worried that something dangerous may happen.”
“Shit,” Gantetsusai said. “Well, we can’t just leave the young miss screaming like this. I don’t see anything like fire, but from the sounds of it, she’s roasting alive!”
“…Shion-dono.” Fuchi’s voice was calm, but thanks to Shion’s heightened remaining senses, he could tell there was an undertone of shyness. “Your wood tao should restore fire tao. Perhaps if you press your tandens together, then she might feel relief.”
Ordinarily, Shion would have sharply objected to such a thing—pressing his bare skin to a maiden’s in the plain sight of others? It was debaucherous—but on an island as lethal as Shinsenkyo, Shion had no time for the moral high ground.
He ripped the edges of his tunic apart, baring himself down to his hips. With a swift pull, he brought you into his lap and pressed your stomach to his.
Your screaming slowly ceased. Your fingernails had clawed deeply into the skin on his back, hard enough to draw blood, but as you gradually regained consciousness, you released your harsh grip.
“Oh…” you whispered into his neck. “That’s better…”
Shion let out a relieved sigh. “You scared me.”
“Shion,” you replied, your words slurring unnaturally, like a drunkard after too many cups of sake. “I don’t know why, but I’m starting to feel like I need you inside me.”
He stiffened. “Wh-what?!”
“It’s kind of like…it hurts? Like…I’m empty?”
Before Shion could fully grasp your words, he felt you rub your hips against his crotch. Heat exploded in his face as he quickly stopped your movement with his hands.
“I need you,” you said, your voice wispy and high-pitched. “Shion, I’m starting to burn down there. Someone needs to get inside me.”
“Oh hoh hoh! Things are starting to get good now!”
“Gantetsusai. We’re leaving now.”
“What?! But the young miss needs me!”
“Shut up.”
As Fuchi dragged the unwilling Gantetsusai away, Shion was able to more properly devote his attention to you, his distressed lover. You began to hyperventilate against him, your hips twitching as you grasped his hair in your fist.
“Shion,” you croaked. “Please.”
“Love, I…” he swallowed thickly. “I don’t know how to help you.”
“Shion.” Your breath quivered. “You’re the only person who can.”
You rocked your hips again, moaning like you did when the two of you were alone. You turned to kiss him, and despite your surroundings being ill-fit for this, what was Shion to do when you cried and begged him for it? How could he deny you, when you sounded as though you were being ripped apart in front of him?
“Oh,” you said, your head flying backwards. “Shion, I love you.”
You panted and mewled as he helped you onto his shaft, delving into your walls that were already well-coated in slick. Your waves wrapped around your form, changed shape, and remodeled into your typical self. As Shion watched it happen, he felt a great surge of energy within himself. Breathing against your shoulder, he pressed his hands into your thighs, lifting you up before plopping you back down.
Having sex with you always felt good, but something was different this time. Was it the circumstances of the island, or the fact that he hadn’t been sure he’d ever see you again? He was immediately renewed when he entered your cunt, like the past twenty-four hours of fighting had meant nothing to his strained body.
“There is a method to rapidly accumulate tao.”
Shion’s breath hitched. He recalled the words of the doshi, who had told them about the concept of ‘bochu jutsu’. Before he could get too distracted by his thoughts, you shoved his face into your neck.
You repeated his name like a mantra. He let his teeth out, biting you the way he knew you liked as you continued to bounce in his lap. Shion felt the exchange of your yin and his yang, swirling at your point of contact as your hot cunt twitched and spasmed around him.
Overflowing with love, relief, and bountiful tao, Shion pressed you down to the grass, mashing his mouth against yours as he eagerly thrust his hips downwards. Perhaps the pollen was extending into his nervous system from contact with your skin, driving him as crazy as you.
Or perhaps he was just tired—tired of missing you, tired of pretending he didn’t care. Your very lives were on the line, so what was the point in putting on this show in front of the others? If he were to die tomorrow, Shion wanted to be sure that he carved the very memory of himself into your skin, that he loved and touched you in the way that only he could.
Minutes of contact stretched into hours. Even though your affliction had long passed, even though you had regained your sense of shame and told him you were alright, you both continued, hands intertwined, and loved each other as though it was the last time.
After all, for all you both knew, it could have been.
The next day, you didn’t bother to hide it.
“Good morning, Shion.”
You kissed him square on the mouth before dropping back onto your heels. He gave you an acknowledging nod before brushing your hair behind your ear.
“Good morning, love. Are you alright?”
“I’m actually feeling quite good today,” you murmured, twirling your pointer fingers around one another. “I wonder why…”
Shion lifted his fist to his chin, but his expression revealed everything. Face red, he said, “Your teasing is growing out of control. How can I keep you in line?”
You giggled, feeling your heart skip a beat. Leaving practically no space between you and him, you stroked his chest, purring, “Maybe use a few of your strategies from yesterday…? Or perhaps the one we tried that night in the pleasure district…?”
He chuckled. “You’re absolutely rotten, love.”
You laughed again, wrapping your arms around his neck. “One more kiss, Shion. For luck?”
“For luck.”
A gentle kiss turned into a harder one, and when your back hit the wall, you had a feeling that you’d be needing some privacy again.
this is a oneshot from my shion x reader drafts. i might end up crossposting to ao3 after i give it a better read-over! i really like it still, so i wanted to share ^q^
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summary: yamada asaemon shion is three years your senior. even though your relationship began with him mentoring you, when it comes to matters of intimacy, he looks to you for instruction.
themes: established relationship, yamada-asaemon!reader, fluff and smut, fondling breasts, creampie
word count: 810
Just as Shion had shared his knowledge with you on many occasions, you now had the opportunity to do the same to him.
“…Down here,” you murmured, directing his hands to your naked breasts. “It feels especially nice here.”
With a light touch, you encouraged his fingers onto your stiff nipples. Shion, curious as ever, rubbed them up and down like he was trying to assess their exact shape. His hands squished your breasts together, kneading them with a gentle, probing touch as he assessed your response.
“They’re soft…yet also dense. How much pressure should I use?”
“That’s perfect, Shi-chan. You can be a bit rougher if you’d like, though.”
“Is that what you would like?”
You felt warmth pool into your cheeks when he gave you a firmer squeeze. Meekly, you nodded your head up and down.
“Okay. If I’m hurting you…please tell me immediately.”
“You’re too sweet,” you murmured back. “Don’t fret, Shi-chan. I can handle this much.”
You watched as his long fingers, rough from his years of practice with the blade, touched you with the utmost care and respect. Though Shion’s eyes did not see, it was evident that he was taking careful notice of your reactions as he lowered his chin to your shoulder. You arched your back when he tweaked your nipples, biting your lower lip as you stifled a moan.
“That feels good,” you murmured.
“Is that so…?”
You giggled softly, raising your palm to his cheek. “Are you getting embarrassed, Shi-chan?”
He turned his face towards your neck, heat radiating onto your skin from his rosy cheeks. Quietly, he nodded his head.
“Do you…want to stop?”
“No, I…I’m not sure how to put this…”
Shion slowly released your breasts, his hands sliding down the plane of your stomach. Resting his palms on your thighs, he said, “I’d like to…progress further.”
You felt him throb against your lower back, your eyes widening in surprise. Somewhat flustered, you smiled down at his hands, feeling an excited thrill shoot through your core when he squeezed your thighs.
“Help me a little bit,” you murmured.
Shion didn’t have to be told twice. His strong arms supported you without disrupting your position, and with your free hand, you reached backwards for him. In a slow, controlled movement, you sank down until he was fully burrowed inside of you.
You let out a pleased sigh. Shion curled an arm around your waist, partially supporting you as he began to thrust. You were so focused on the sensation of him moving in and out of you, that you failed to notice his hand migrating upwards until it firmly squeezed your breast.
A moan flew from your lips, intensifying the warmth in your face. Shion’s lips pressed against your cheek, kissing you with tenderness as he stimulated you from above and below. As always, he breathed steadily beside your ear, barely even breaking a sweat despite doing most of the work.
“Feels good?” he asked, a genuine hint of concern underlining his words.
“Feels good,” you answered affirmatively.
“Okay…good. Turn your head, please.”
You did as he asked, finding a sweet kiss waiting for you. Your lips parted to allow him in, and with gentle intensity, Shion pressed further against your tongue. You kissed him back with all the voracity you had obtained while waiting for him to return from his latest mission.
When you pulled away from one another, Shion let out a rugged pant. You, knowing your lover all too well by this point, figured that he was soon approaching his limit.
“Love,” he said, his deep voice sending chills down your spine. “Would you like me to stop?”
Your heart swelled with affection. Smiling down at your point of contact, you shook your head.
“No. I’d quite like it if you stayed inside, Shi-chan…”
“Love,” he repeated, his voice strained. “What a gorgeous woman you are.”
With a more forceful thrust than usual, Shion’s hips snapped upwards. You released your held breath when an intense wave of pleasure washed over you. You were sticky with him, he was sticky with you, and as inconvenient as that was for the sheets, it was your favorite way to complete him.
Shion was bashful beside your ear. “You…were you able to…?”
You smiled. “Yes. That was really nice, Shi-chan.”
“Not too rough?”
“No, it was perfect. You’re so sweet, to worry over me like this.”
You pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek, noticing the blush on his face deepen. With an overly stiff nod, Shion wrapped both arms around you. He hugged you firmly, and with a relaxed expression, hooked his chin over your shoulder. Your lips curled up into a smile as you leaned your head against his.
“I love you,” he told you fondly.
You smiled so hard that your cheeks hurt.
“I love you more, Shi-chan.”
A/N: i very quickly read hell's paradise to the end after finishing season one a while back because i just had to know how it ends... i wonder if anyone likes shion x reader? i sure do ;w;
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With the intense promotion period finally behind them, tripleS had been given a precious long weekend to recover. Most of the members chose to spend it quietly at home, but Park Shion was the opposite. After weeks of packed schedules, her body was still buzzing with unreleased energy. She couldn’t sit still. Her mind kept drifting to filthy thoughts, and there was only one person she wanted to burn through all that pent-up desire with.
She booked a private traditional ryokan with a private onsen in the mountains and sent you a single teasing message:
Shion [3:12 PM]:
Manager-nim~ I have way too much energy after promotions.
I need you to help me drain it all… or let me drain you dry instead.
I booked us a beautiful ryokan. Just the two of us for the whole weekend.
Come spoil me. I want to ride you until my legs give out 💕
When you arrived at the secluded ryokan villa that Friday evening, the sun had already set behind the mountains. The air smelled of pine and warm spring water. Shion greeted you at the door wearing nothing but a thin white yukata loosely tied at the waist. Her vibrant red hair cascaded down her back in silky waves, still slightly damp from a quick shower. The moment the sliding door closed behind you, she didn’t waste a second.
“Finally,” she breathed, eyes sparkling with mischief and hunger. She jumped into your arms, wrapping her legs around your waist and kissing you like she’d been starving for weeks. Her tongue pushed into your mouth immediately, hot and demanding, while she ground her bare, already soaked pussy against the front of your pants. The yukata slipped open, revealing her perky breasts and hard pink nipples.
“I’ve been so wet thinking about this the whole drive here,” she whispered between deep kisses, voice breathy and playful. “I need you inside me. I want to ride you so badly, manager-nim.”
She pushed you backward into the luxurious villa bedroom, where a thick futon had been laid out on the tatami floor. Candles and soft lantern light bathed the room in a warm glow. Shion shoved you down onto the futon and climbed on top of you with eager confidence, straddling your hips. Her favorite position whenever she felt this proactive.
With a cute little smile, she untied her yukata and let it fall completely off her shoulders, revealing her toned, beautiful body. Her small, perky tits bounced lightly as she reached down to free your cock from your pants. She stroked you a few times, biting her lip at how hard you already were.
“Look at you… already this hard for me,” she giggled softly, then lined herself up and sank down in one smooth, greedy motion.
“Ahh—! Fuck, you’re so big…” she moaned loudly, red hair falling around her face like a curtain as she bottomed out. Her tight, dripping pussy stretched perfectly around your cock. For a moment she just sat there, savoring the fullness, rolling her hips in small circles while smiling down at you with that bright, adorable expression that made her look almost innocent despite being impaled on your dick.
Then she started riding.
Shion planted her hands on your chest and began bouncing with unrestrained energy. Her hips rose and fell in a fast, deep rhythm, small tits jiggling cutely with every drop. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room as her soaked pussy swallowed your cock over and over again. Her red hair bounced wildly, strands sticking to her flushed cheeks and neck.
“Yes—yes—right there!” she gasped, eyes half-lidded in pleasure but still locked on yours. “I love being on top… I love using your cock like this.”
She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against your chest while still riding you hard, and kissed you sloppily. Her tongue danced with yours as her hips kept working, grinding her clit against your pelvis with every downward thrust. You gripped her ass, helping her bounce even harder, and she moaned into your mouth.
After several minutes she sat back up, hands on your chest again, and rode you even more aggressively. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around you, squeezing like she was trying to milk you dry. Sweat began to glisten on her skin, making her red hair stick to her shoulders.
“I’m gonna cum~~!” she cried out suddenly. Her pace became frantic, hips slamming down as her walls fluttered wildly around your cock. Shion threw her head back, red hair flying, and came hard with a loud, cute whine. Her pussy gushed around you, squirting lightly and soaking your groin and the futon beneath.
But she didn’t stop.
Even while still trembling through her orgasm, Shion kept riding you through the aftershocks, slower but deeper, grinding her sensitive clit against you with a blissful smile. “More… I want more of your cum,” she panted playfully. “Fill me up, manager-nim. I want to feel it leaking out of me all weekend.”
You couldn’t hold back any longer. Gripping her hips tightly, you thrust up into her and came with a deep groan, pumping thick, heavy ropes of cum straight into her spasming pussy. Shion moaned happily at the warmth, grinding down to take every drop as her walls milked you perfectly.
She stayed seated on your cock for a long moment, gently rocking as she caught her breath. Then, with a mischievous little smile, she slowly lifted herself off. A thick stream of your cum immediately dripped from her well-fucked pussy onto your stomach. Shion looked down at the mess, then back at you with sparkling eyes.
Without a word, she slid down your body and took your softening cock into her warm mouth, sucking and licking you clean with soft, affectionate strokes of her tongue. When she pulled off, she gave your sensitive tip one long, slow lick from base to tip, then smiled brightly up at you like a pleased kitten.
“All clean~” she said cutely, before crawling back up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her tongue.
But Shion was far from done.
After only a short rest, she was back on top again, stroking you back to full hardness with her small hand. This time she turned around into reverse cowgirl, giving you a perfect view of her ass and red hair swaying down her back as she impaled herself once more. She rode you even harder this round, hands on your thighs for leverage, ass rippling with every bounce.
The night blurred into a long, filthy marathon. She rode you through two more creampies, switching between facing you and reverse, sometimes leaning back so you could play with her clit while she bounced. After the third load, she pushed some of the overflowing cum out of her pussy with her fingers and rubbed it across her nipples, then asked you to lick it off while she giggled and moaned.
By the time you both finally collapsed in a sweaty, cum-soaked mess on the futon, Shion had taken four loads deep inside her pussy and one thick facial. She lay on top of you, red hair splayed across your chest, gently licking the last traces of cum from your spent cock while smiling up at you with pure satisfaction.
“I still have so much energy left,” she whispered playfully, kissing the tip of your cock one last time. “Good thing we have the whole weekend… and a beautiful onsen waiting for us tomorrow.”
She curled up against you, cum still slowly leaking from between her thighs, already planning how she would drain you even more in the mixed hot springs the next morning.
The next morning dawned bright and crisp over the mountains. Sunlight filtered through the wooden lattice of the ryokan, casting soft patterns across the futon where you and Shion had barely slept. After the intense riding marathon the night before, you expected her to be exhausted. Instead, Shion woke up even more energetic, red hair tousled beautifully around her flushed face, already kissing your neck and grinding against your thigh under the thin blanket.
“Let’s go to the mixed onsen,” she whispered excitedly, nibbling your ear. “I want to ride you in the hot water~ No one’s there this early, and even if someone comes… the risk makes it hotter.”
She slipped into a tiny white towel that barely covered her ass and breasts, then helped you into a matching one. Her vibrant red hair was tied up loosely with a few loose strands framing her face, making her look both innocent and dangerously seductive. Hand in hand, you both walked through the quiet wooden corridors toward the private mixed onsen area.
The outdoor bath was breathtaking. Natural hot spring water steamed gently in a series of stone pools surrounded by large boulders, hanging vines, and carefully placed bamboo screens that offered partial privacy. At this early hour, the entire area was empty. The air was warm and mineral-scented, with soft morning light reflecting off the rippling water.
Shion glanced around once, then dropped her towel without hesitation, revealing her perfect naked body. Her perky breasts, toned waist, long legs, and smooth, pretty pussy were on full display as she stepped gracefully into the steaming pool. The hot water reached her chest as she turned to you with a bright, playful smile.
“Come on, manager-nim~ The water feels amazing on my skin… especially after you filled me so many times last night.”
You joined her, and the moment you sat on the submerged stone bench, Shion climbed straight into your lap, straddling you underwater. Her arms wrapped around your neck as she kissed you deeply, slow, wet, and full of affection mixed with hunger. Her tongue danced with yours while her hand slipped between your bodies, stroking your cock until it was rock-hard again despite the heat.
“I can’t stop thinking about riding you here,” she murmured against your lips, smiling cutely even as her voice turned breathy. “In the open air… with the hot water all around us. I want to feel you cum deep inside me while we’re floating like this.”
She raised her hips, positioned your throbbing cock at her entrance, and sank down slowly. The contrast was exquisite, the scalding hot spring water versus the even hotter, velvety grip of her cum-filled pussy from the night before. Shion let out a long, satisfied moan as she took every inch, her red hair dipping into the water and floating around her shoulders like liquid fire.
“Ahh… you’re stretching me so nicely again,” she sighed happily, forehead pressed against yours. For a moment she just sat there, fully impaled, rolling her hips in lazy circles while smiling at you with sparkling eyes. The hot water made her skin glow, droplets clinging to her lashes and lips.
Then she started riding.
Shion planted her hands on your shoulders and began bouncing with that same eager, proactive energy she loved. Her hips rose and fell in the water, creating gentle splashes and ripples around you both. Her small perky tits bounced just above the waterline, pink nipples hard from the mix of heat and arousal. Every downward thrust drove your cock deep into her welcoming pussy, the wet, filthy sounds muffled by the steaming water.
“Look at me,” she whispered playfully, locking eyes with you as she rode faster. Her red hair swayed and stuck to her wet skin, cheeks flushed from the heat and pleasure. “I love riding you like this… using you to drain all my energy.”
She leaned in and kissed you passionately, tongues sliding together as she continued bouncing on your cock. The hot water splashed between your bodies with every movement, making her slide up and down your shaft even more smoothly. You gripped her perfect ass under the water, helping her slam down harder, and she moaned cutely into your mouth.
The risk of someone walking into the mixed onsen only seemed to excite her more. Shion’s pace grew more desperate, her tight walls clenching rhythmically around you as she chased her pleasure. Steam rose thickly around you both, the morning sun catching the droplets on her red hair and making her look almost ethereal.
“I’m getting close already…” she whimpered, voice sweet and high-pitched. She sat up straighter, hands on your chest, and rode you with wild abandon, hips snapping down hard, ass rippling underwater, small tits bouncing beautifully. Her pussy fluttered and squeezed, milking your cock with expert control.
“Cum with me,” she begged, smiling brightly even as her eyes glazed over with lust. “Fill me right here in the onsen, manager-nim. I want to feel your hot cum mixing with the water inside me~”
You couldn’t hold back. Gripping her hips tightly, you thrust up into her and erupted, thick, powerful ropes of cum flooding deep into her spasming pussy. Shion cried out in pleasure, biting your shoulder to muffle the sound as she came hard right after you. Her walls clenched violently around your cock, milking every last drop while she squirted into the hot spring, her juices mixing with your creampie in the steaming water.
Even after both of you finished, Shion stayed seated on your cock, gently grinding and kissing you lazily. She looked absolutely radiant, wet red hair clinging to her face and shoulders, cheeks pink, eyes sparkling with satisfaction and mischief.
After a few minutes, she slowly lifted herself off. A thick cloud of white cum immediately began leaking from her pussy into the clear onsen water, swirling around her thighs. Shion glanced down at the messy sight, then back at you with the cutest, most playful smile.
She reached down, scooped some of the leaking creampie onto her fingers, and brought it to her mouth. She licked it slowly and sensually, maintaining eye contact the entire time, then giggled.
“Mmm~ Still tastes good even after the hot water,” she said innocently, before leaning down and giving the sensitive head of your cock a long, affectionate lick underwater, her tongue swirling around the tip while she smiled up at you brightly.
“All clean for now~” she teased, then climbed back into your lap and cuddled against your chest, red hair floating in the water around both of you.
The two of you stayed in the onsen for a long time, kissing softly, touching lazily, and enjoying the warm water while more of your cum slowly leaked out of her. Shion kept whispering cute, filthy promises about how she still had so much energy left for the rest of the weekend.
By the time you finally returned to the villa, her thighs were still slick with your creampie, and she was already planning the next round on the outdoor balcony.
After the steamy creampie ride in the mixed onsen, you and Shion returned to the private villa with flushed skin and mischievous smiles. The hot spring water had relaxed your bodies, but Shion’s energy was still nowhere near depleted. The moment the sliding door closed behind you, she pushed you playfully against the wooden wall and dropped to her knees right there in the entryway.
“You filled me so much in the onsen,” she purred, looking up at you with those sparkling dark eyes while her red hair hung in damp waves around her face. “But I’m still so greedy…”
She pulled your towel open and took your cock into her warm mouth without hesitation, sucking and licking with soft, affectionate moans. Her tongue swirled around the head, cleaning the remnants of the onsen water and your earlier creampie. When you were fully hard again, she smiled brightly up at you, gave your sensitive tip one long, slow lick from base to crown, then giggled.
“All clean and ready for more~”
She led you out to the private outdoor balcony overlooking the misty mountains. The afternoon sun warmed the wooden deck as Shion shrugged off her towel completely and pushed you down onto a large cushioned lounge chair. She climbed on top immediately, her favorite position, straddling your hips with confident grace.
“I love riding you when I’m like this,” she confessed softly, lining up your cock with her dripping entrance. “It makes me feel like I’m using you to burn all my energy away.”
She sank down slowly, savoring every inch until her ass rested against your thighs. A soft, satisfied moan escaped her lips as she bottomed out. Her red hair spilled over her shoulders and breasts like liquid fire in the sunlight. For a moment she just sat there, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles, smiling down at you with pure adoration and lust.
Then she started moving.
Shion planted her hands on your chest and began riding you with steady, deep bounces. Her small perky tits jiggled cutely with every rise and fall, pink nipples hard in the open air. The wet sounds of her soaked pussy swallowing your cock filled the balcony as she picked up speed. She leaned forward, red hair cascading around both of you like a curtain, and kissed you deeply while continuing to ride.
“Mmm— you feel so good,” she whispered against your lips between kisses. “I could do this all day…”
She sat back up, hands on your chest again, and rode you harder, hips snapping down with enthusiastic energy. Her ass rippled beautifully every time she slammed down, taking you to the hilt. Sweat started glistening on her skin as she worked herself on your cock, red hair bouncing wildly.
When her first orgasm of the afternoon hit, Shion threw her head back with a cute, high-pitched whine, her pussy clenching and squirting around you. She didn’t slow down. She rode straight through it, grinding her clit against your pelvis until you couldn’t hold back anymore. You gripped her hips and filled her with another thick creampie, pumping rope after rope deep inside her.
Shion moaned happily at the feeling, grinding down to milk every drop. When you finished, she lifted herself off slowly, letting a thick stream of cum drip from her pussy onto your stomach. With a playful smile, she leaned down and licked it up, cleaning you with long strokes of her tongue before sucking the head of your cock into her mouth again.
“Good boy~” she teased cutely, kissing the tip one last time.
The afternoon blurred into a continuous, filthy marathon.
Shion rode you again in the traditional wooden bathtub, water splashing everywhere as she bounced enthusiastically on your lap, red hair wet and clinging to her back. She rode you on the futon in reverse cowgirl, giving you a perfect view of her ass and the way your cock disappeared into her cum-filled pussy. Every time you came, she found a new playful way to tease:
After one intense facial on the balcony, she scooped some of your cum off her cheek with two fingers, sucked them clean while maintaining eye contact, then leaned down and gave your spent cock several slow, affectionate licks while smiling brightly up at you.
“Tasty as always,” she giggled, before crawling back up to kiss you so you could taste yourself on her tongue.
Later in the evening, as the sun began to set and painted the mountains in golden hues, Shion pushed you onto the futon once more. She was glowing with sweat and cum, her red hair a beautiful mess, but her energy remained boundless. She mounted you again, facing you this time, and rode you with slow, deep rolls of her hips.
“I still have so much left,” she whispered, smiling softly as she ground down on you. “I want to drain you completely tonight.”
She rode you through two more creampies, one while leaning forward and kissing you passionately, another while sitting upright and playing with her own nipples, moaning cutely every time you thrust up into her. After the final load, she stayed seated on your cock for a long time, gently rocking as she traced patterns on your chest with her fingers.
Eventually, she slid off and curled up beside you, but not before giving your sensitive cock one last round of playful attention. She licked every inch clean, paying special attention to the tip, swirling her tongue around it while looking up at you with that bright, innocent-yet-filthy smile she did so well.
By the time night fully settled over the ryokan, Shion had taken multiple loads deep inside her pussy, several down her throat, and a couple across her face and red hair. She lay on top of you, completely spent but glowing with satisfaction, her body sticky with sweat and cum, red hair splayed across your chest.
“I think I finally used up most of my energy,” she murmured sleepily, pressing a soft kiss to your collarbone. “Thank you for letting me ride you so much… and for filling me everywhere I wanted.”
She gave your cock one final, gentle lick and smiled against your skin.
“Tomorrow is our last day… I wonder how many more times I can make you cum before we have to go home~”
You stroked her messy red hair, holding her close as the mountain night grew quiet around the villa. Shion’s weekend of unrestrained, proactive riding had left both of you exhausted, satisfied, and already looking forward to the final day.
Sunday morning arrived with golden sunlight streaming through the shoji screens of the villa. Shion woke up first, her body still humming with leftover energy despite the non-stop riding from the previous two days. She was curled against your chest, vibrant red hair a wild, beautiful mess across your skin. When she felt you stir, she let out a soft, happy giggle and immediately started kissing your neck, her small hand sliding down your stomach to wrap around your cock.
“Manager-nim~” she whispered in that sweet, breathy voice, already stroking you slowly. “It’s our last day… I still have sooo much energy left. I want to ride you until we both can’t walk properly.”
She was more sensitive today, every touch made her shiver and giggle. Her skin was flushed, nipples already hard, and when you cupped her breast she arched with a cute little whimper. Shion climbed on top of you right away, straddling your hips in her favorite position. She looked stunning in the morning light: red hair glowing like fire, eyes sparkling with playful mischief and affection.
She lined up your morning-hard cock with her slick entrance and sank down slowly, savoring every inch with a long, sensual moan. “Mmmh~ You’re so warm and thick inside me… I love this feeling,” she giggled softly, biting her lip as she bottomed out. Once fully seated, she stayed still for a moment, rolling her hips in lazy circles while smiling down at you adorably.
Then the real marathon began.
Shion planted her hands on your chest and started riding you with sensual, flowing movements, rising until just the tip remained inside her, then sliding back down with a wet, satisfying smack. Her small perky tits bounced gently with every motion, and she kept giggling between soft, breathy moans.
“Hehe~ Look at you… getting all twitchy already,” she teased playfully, leaning forward so her red hair curtained around both of you. She kissed you deeply, tongue sliding against yours in slow, sensual strokes while her hips kept working in that perfect rhythm. Every time you thrust up to meet her she let out a cute, high-pitched squeak of pleasure.
She was especially sensitive this morning. When you reached up to pinch her nipples lightly, her whole body trembled and she giggled breathlessly. “Ahh—! That feels so good today… I’m extra sensitive after all the riding yesterday~”
Shion sat up straighter, hands on your chest again, and began bouncing faster. Her red hair flew wildly around her shoulders as she rode you harder, ass rippling with every enthusiastic drop. The wet sounds of her soaked, cum-filled pussy filled the room. She kept smiling at you the entire time, that bright, giggly, heart-melting smile that made her look both innocent and incredibly lewd.
“I love riding you like this… I feel so full and so naughty,” she giggled, grinding her clit against you on every downstroke. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around your cock, squeezing with delicious sensitivity. When her first orgasm hit, she threw her head back with a sweet, trembling moan, red hair cascading down her back as her walls fluttered and squirted lightly around you.
But she didn’t stop. Still giggling through the aftershocks, she kept riding, slower and more sensual now, eyes half-lidded in pleasure. “More… I want more of your cum,” she whispered playfully, leaning down to kiss you again while grinding deep.
You gripped her hips and thrust up harder, and Shion’s giggles turned into adorable, needy whimpers. When you finally filled her with a thick creampie, she moaned happily and ground down to take every drop, her sensitive pussy milking you perfectly.
After that load, Shion lifted off slowly, letting thick white cum drip from her pussy onto your cock and stomach. She looked down at the messy sight and giggled cutely. “So much~ You always give me so much…”
Then, with a playful sparkle in her eyes, she slid down your body and started licking. She gave your sensitive cock long, slow, sensual licks, cleaning every drop of your combined juices while smiling up at you brightly. She paid special attention to the tip, swirling her tongue around it in teasing circles, giggling every time you twitched.
“All clean again~” she announced proudly, before crawling back up and kissing you so you could taste yourselves on her tongue.
The rest of the morning and early afternoon became a blissful, giggly, sensual marathon.
Shion rode you in the outdoor shower, one leg lifted as she impaled herself on your cock under the warm spray, giggling and moaning as water cascaded over her red hair and bouncing tits. She rode you on the balcony again, facing the mountains, leaning back with her hands on your thighs while she rolled her hips sensually and played with her own clit, extremely sensitive and responsive to every touch.
Every new position brought more cute playfulness from her. She would giggle when your cock hit a particularly good spot, whimper cutely when you sucked on her nipples, and smile brightly at you even as her eyes watered from overwhelming pleasure.
By late afternoon she had taken four more loads deep inside her pussy. After the final creampie on the futon, Shion stayed seated on you for a long time, gently rocking as she caught her breath. Her red hair was a sweaty, tousled mess, her body glowing and marked with love bites and cum.
She leaned down, pressed her forehead to yours, and whispered sensually, “I’m so full of you… but I still want one more thing.”
She slid off your cock, cum pouring out of her well-used pussy, and positioned herself so she could take you into her mouth again. With playful, loving care she sucked and licked you clean, humming happily around your sensitive length. When you were twitching on the edge of overstimulation, she pulled off and gave your tip one final, long, slow lick while looking up at you with the cutest, most adoring smile.
“Thank you for letting me drain you all weekend,” she giggled softly, then crawled up and curled against your chest, red hair spilling everywhere. “I feel so much better now… all my energy is finally gone. You made me feel so good, manager-nim.”
She nuzzled into your neck, still gently grinding her cum-leaking pussy against your thigh, pressing soft kisses to your skin.
As the sun began to set over the mountains on your last evening at the ryokan, Shion lay on top of you, satisfied, glowing, and still playfully sensual. She traced lazy patterns on your chest with her finger, occasionally giving your spent cock a gentle, affectionate stroke or lick while giggling quietly.
“I think this was the best way to spend our weekend off,” she murmured, pressing one last kiss to your tip before cuddling close. “Next break… we’re coming back here. Or somewhere even more private so I can ride you for even longer~”
You held her tight, stroking her messy red hair as the two of you drifted into a well-earned, exhausted sleep, bodies sticky, hearts full, and the memory of Shion’s cute, giggly, insatiable weekend burned into both of you forever.
