#sinovember

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Day 7 // Suit Kink

Pairing: Osamu Dazai x fem!reader x Nakahara Chuuya

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 561

Warnings: dirty talking, teasing

Commissions | Ko-Fi

When both of your lovers practically begged you to wear Dazai’s former Port Mafia suits, you were positive that they would laugh at you. 

You stood in front of a mirror, looking at yourself for the millionth time before you let them look. You barely managed to fit in it, you couldn’t fully button up the shirt so your breasts were pretty much exposed, the pants looked like they might’ve burst at any second, you really had to fight with them in order to button the damn pants up however the jacket was fine and you were grateful for it. 

Taking in a deep breath you opened the door and called out to them so they could join you in the bedroom. They sat down on the couch with their eyes fixated on you, it made you feel almost naked, you hugged yourself as their eyes continued to bore into you. 

“I know I look ridiculous.” you said followed up by a nervous giggle. 

“Are you kidding me?” Chuuya said, making his way towards you. “It looks better on you then it ever did on that bandaged moron.” 

“That hurt.” replied Dazai, pouting. 

“Can it Dazai.” 

Chuuya got behind you and grabbed both of your breasts, you gasped at the sudden movement. Chuuya chuckled and placed his chin on your shoulder as he started to squeeze your breast over the shirt you were wearing. 

“God you look amazing,” he murmured, he pressed himself against you and you could feel his building erection through his pants. “Look you already got me this excited.” 

Between half lidded eyes you glanced at Dazai who was still sitting on the bed, his eyes were slightly widened, his lips parted as he watched the two of you. Chuuya shamelessly pulled the shirt down from it’s collar and revealed your breasts. With both hands he started to tease your nipples, rolling the sensitive nubs between his thumb and forefinger. Not being able to hold back anymore your head fell back and you moaned as you rubbed your thighs together. 

“Aren’t you going to join us Dazai?” Chuuya purred, enjoying his partner's starstruck state. 

Without replying Dazai quickly got up and stood in front of you, with a sudden lunge forward he crashed his lips into yours. He sucked on your tongue as Chuuya humped you over your clothes. Moaning into the kiss you felt yourself getting slicker by their ministrations. 

The one to break the kiss is Dazai, he kneeled and pulled down your pants. You were flustered, panting like a cat in heat. You heard Dazai snicker. 

“What do we have here?” he asked, amused. “You’re soaking my dear belladonna.”

You whimpered at the words, Chuuya continued to dry-hump you as Dazai pushed two fingers into you. He wiggled his fingers and pushed them deeper into you. 

“Ahh...Dazai…” you breathed out. 

Then suddenly you jolted with Chuuya harshly pinching your nipples. 

“Don’t forget about me.” he grumbled. 

“Damn...you guys really love the suite…” 

“Yeah can’t you tell,” Dazai chuckled. “Look how horny you made Chuuya.” 

“Like you’re the one to talk.” 

Your legs trembled once more when Dazai started to thrust his fingers in and out of you. Tonight was going to be filled with ecstasy, it was going to be amazing. 

After tonight you took a mental note to wear suits more frequently. 

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Day 5 // Corruption

Pairing: Fyodor Dostoevsky x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 992

A/N: I know I’m not posting daily but I’m still going to title them day by day xD so welcome to (not so much tho) day 5! This was fun to write so I hope you guys enjoy it! 

Commissions | Ko-Fi

So sweet, Fyodor thought as he watched you gazing upon his collection of books, so sweet and innocent. 

He wanted to make you his in the most violent way possible, he wanted to teach you things about yourself that you couldn’t possibly know, he wanted to watch you wither under him and beg for his cock. He wanted to shred you of every ounce of innocence that you had. 

Today he would make that wish come true. 

Returning to the living room Fyodor sat on the couch and eagerly pulled you to sit on his lap, you gasped as you fell. His hands started to roam all over your body, caressing and squeezing every inch of you as he did so. Shivering, you felt yourself starting to get flustered. Slightly turning your head you tried to see a glimpse of him only to notice that he was staring back at you, his purple eyes sparkling with mischief. 

“What...what are you do-?”

“Have you ever been touched like this y/n?” he asked, regarding your question. 

Your lips trembled as you replied to him with silence. Fyodor clicked his tongue and his hands traveled up to your breasts, he squeezed the tender mounds coaxing a soft moan out of you. 

“Answer me.” he whispered. 

“N-No.” you stuttered. 

A soft chuckle followed your answer, Fyodor placed his lips on your neck muttering a “good” against your burning skin. The way you tried to hold in your delicious moans turned him on further, by the end of tonight he would have you screaming and begging for his cock. He would destroy the sweet facade you pulled off so well. 

With one hand he continued to knead your breasts, with the other he pulled up your skirt and slid your underwear to the side, he could feel you tensing up with his touch but frankly, he didn’t give a damn. 

He snuck a finger between your folds and felt how wet you were for him, humming happily he grazed your clit. You let out a shaky breath as your cunt throbbed. 

“Fyodor...I...this is embarrassing.” 

“Don’t worry,” he replied, his fingers now rubbing circles around your sensitive nub. “I’ll make you forget about your foolish thoughts soon.” 

He was a man of his word. Your body trembled as he rolled your clit between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand joined and he slid two fingers inside of you with ease. Scissoring his fingers inside of you the lewd noises echoing from your pussy made you even slicker. You were a flame and Fyodor was very good at being the gasoline. 

Your moans gradually became louder, Fyodor continued to pinch,pull and roll your clit as he thrusted his two fingers in and out of you. You threw your head back and taking this opportunity he pressed his lips against your flushed neck, he left open mouthed kisses on your tender skin. You hissed when you felt teeth digging into your skin, Fyodor was quick to ease the pain and sucked on the mark he had made. 

Instinctively you started to move your hips so you could match the thrusting of his fingers. Your mind felt numb, this was a type of pleasure you had never felt before, you craved more, you craved it so much that it almost made you cry. 

You whined when he slowed down his thrusts and licked your neck as he lazily played with your clit. 

“Do you want more?” he asked already knowing the answer. 

You nodded and as a response he clicked his tongue disapprovingly. 

“Tell me.” 

“I...I want more.” 

“What do you want me to do?”

“I...ahh...I don’t know Fyodor, please.” you begged your voice trembling. 

You immediately regret not thinking about your answer further because he pulled out his slender fingers and stopped playing with your clit. He pushed you to the side so that you were sitting on the couch, he stood up and towered over you. Raising an eyebrow you gave him a puzzled look, a sinister smile stretched across his lips like the cheshire cat. 

“If you can’t tell me, show me.” 

Your eyes widened at that. How on earth were you supposed to show him? He was watching you as if you were his prey and in that moment you actually felt like that. You swallowed as you tentatively spread your legs, your heart pounded as he continued to watch you, his purple eyes nor glued to your very visible pussy. 

“Good,” he hummed. “Now show me what you want me to do.” 

Averting your eyes you touched your clit with the tip of your fingers and with your other hand you mimicked what he was doing to you earlier, you slid a finger into you and took in a sharp breath. 

Somehow him watching you turned you on even more. 

Slowly you pushed your fingers in and out of you and played with your clit, your whole body felt ablaze as you finally fixated your eyes on to him. His gaze was glued to you, it was clear that he was enjoying the show. Your glance shifted down only to see the bulge in his pants, licking your lips you spread your legs further and stared at him with half lidded eyes. 

“Fyodor,” you moaned. “Please I want you.” 

That seemed to snap him out of it, with a groan he lunged forward and moved your hand. He captured your lips in a violent kiss and your teeth crashed together. He shoved his finger so deep into you that you screamed into the kiss. He was devouring you and you were loving it. 

When he parted away from you a string of saliva continued to connect your lips, you were breathless. 

“Don’t worry,” he said, his voice low. “I’m going to fuck you so many times that you’re going to forget your own name.” 

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Day 3 // Gun Kink

Pairing:  Odasaku x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 916

Warnings: I think the title says it all. (disclaimer: don’t let someone fuck you with a gun)

Commissions | Ko-Fi

You’ve never seen Odasaku so angry before. The way he grabbed your arm and  pulled you into your shared apartment and basically threw you to the couch was all so new to you. He towered over you, leaving you in a shocked, mouth agape, eyes wide open, state. 

“How could you?” he asked, hurt latched into his voice. “You could’ve died!”

“So could you!” you snapped back, your shock fading. 

Odasaku stared down at you with clenched teeth, clicking his tongue he scratched the back of his head. In one hand he still held his gun, still not realizing that the danger was long gone. 

“You don’t need to protect me.”

His anger seemed like it faded but you knew he was still simmering inside. You crossed your arms in front of you, annoyed that he just assumed he was invincible. 

“Fine then, I don’t need protection either.” 

That sent him over the edge. With a quick movement he placed the barrel of the gun right under your chin and lifted your head to face him. You returned his gesture with a glare and in that moment you could swear you saw his right eye twitch. 

“You have no ability. No experience in fighting a large group. Tell me y/n what do you plan on doing when someone has a gun to your head? How do you protect yourself?”

“I…” 

Your mind was racing as you thought for a good response. He really got you good this time. But maybe the reason you couldn’t come up with a good answer was because the gun he held under your chin. The metal was cold in contrast to your burning skin, it was a nice feeling actually. 

“That’s what I thought.” he replied to your silence. 

Then Odasaku continued to stare at you, finding your silence uncharacteristic. He noticed that your cheeks were now a faint pink and that your legs kept on shifting as he continued to hold the gun under your chin. He raised an eyebrow. 

Wanting to get to the bottom of your sudden found silence, he slid the gun down from your neck to your cleavage. You gasped as the cold metal traveled down.

Are...are you turned on right now?” he asked in awe. 

“I-I don’t know.” 

His lips broke down into a soft smile as his previously stern look shifted into an amused one. 

“Are you sure about that? you seem to be enjoying yourself..” 

“That’s...not true…” the uncertainty in your voice fooled no one. 

“Then you wouldn’t mind me checking would you?”

You stood in silence as he pulled the gun away from your cleavage and placed it on the top of your thigh. Dragging the tip of the gun up your leg, he dragged your skirt up along with it, revealing your panties Odasaku chuckled when he saw the wet stain that appeared right between your folds. 

Without saying anything he placed the barrel of the gun on top of the stain. Slowly rubbing the gun between your folds he watched as your breathing became hitched and how your cheeks got redder. Starting to feel his own erection growing, he  pressed the gun against your clit making your legs quiver. A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt the cold metal becoming warmer between your legs.

“Oda…” you moaned out your eyes starting to tear up as you wanted to feel more. 

“You’ve been such a pain lately,” he muttered, his gaze burning you. “Don’t think you’ll get what you want so easily.” 

When he slid your underwear to the side and slid two fingers, you were embarrassed that he was able to do that so easily, you thought that he was actually going to give you what you wanted which was his cock.  You assumed that he couldn’t contain himself anymore. 

A surprised gasp left you when you felt his fingers leaving you. Instead something cold, something hard probbed at your entrance. You looked down to see that the tip of the gun was already inside you. Your inner walls fluttered around the foreing object as you let out a loud moan. You slid down and lifted your hips, you clawed at the couch cushions. The gun went inside of you inch by inch. 

Odasaku licked his lips, wide eyed, he watched you as the gun slowly disappeared into you. He loved how the weapon glistened, drenched with your juices. 

When the handle was pretty much completely buried inside of you, throwing your head back you wiggled your hips. With a devilish smile Odasaku started to move the gun, twirling it and turning it as he did so. More moans gradually became louder as his movements became faster. He thrusted the object and each time he did so he paid attention to make it rub against your clit every time. 

“I-I’m going to cum!” you shouted, your head jerking up. 

“Cum then.” 

Odasaku’s calm, yet deep, voice was enough to send you over the edge. With a groan you came all over the gun, your juices dripping from it. Your whole body trembled as you came down from your orgasm high. With half lidded eyes you looked at him, he seemed pleased with himself but his gaze oozed with lust for you. It made you want him even more. 

“Fuck…” you breathed out finally. “Why, why did I enjoy that so much?”

“You’re a pervert that’s why.” 

“Says the man who fucked me with a gun.” 

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Day 2 // Balcony Sex

Pairing:  Mark Twain x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 1076 k

Warnings: Creampie (do not try this at home)

A/N: Whoop day 2 guys! Enjoy! Also we need more Mark Twain thirst fics, I mean look at him, he is an absolute snacc *mouth waters*

Commissions | Ko-Fi

Being Mark Twain’s girlfriend was a riot. The man never failed to sweep you off your feet, time felt as if it had no meaning when you were with him and honestly you weren’t complaining. You loved how his green eyes sparkled when he was with you and you loved playing with his orange hair. He always made you feel like you were his only one. 

So it didn't surprise you when he took you by the hand and pulled you to the balcony in order to look at the stars. He was right, the stars looked amazing tonight, you never saw them sparkle this much before, they lit up the night sky so beautifully that you couldn’t help but continue to stare at them. They shined despite the city light which amazed you. 

You leaned in to Mark as he wrapped his arms around your waist. The warmth that radiated from his body welcomed you and you sighed happily. Pressing his lips against your neck, he decorated your skin with soft kisses. You shivered as his lips grazed your skin and pressed in further against him. 

Mark hummed happily at your reaction, his hands traveled down and toyed with the waistband of your sweatpants. This wasn’t your first rodeo, you knew where this was going. You patiently waited for his hands to travel down further but instead of doing what you thought he would do, he placed his lips against your ear and nibbled the shell of it. 

“Tell me how much you want me,” he purred. “Tell me that you want me to fuck you against this handrail.” 

You never heard his voice this husky before, it made you tremble with want. You could feel yourself getting slicker with his words. 

Still, the balcony was facing other apartments and you weren’t sure that you wanted an audience. Noticing that you were hesitating, Mark left open mouthed kisses on your neck as he slid one hand down your sweatpants, going under your underwear, his fingers traced your slit. A silent moan fell off of your lips as two fingers came from each side of your clit and rolled the sensitive nub between his fingers.  

Your legs threatened to give out as Mark continued to pinch, roll and pull at your clit. You placed both hands on the rail of the balcony, with heavy breaths you tried to gain your composure. But the way Mark leaned on to you as you dipped down further into the handrail and the way you could feel his erect cock rubbing against your ass made your mind hazy. 

“Ma-ah!” 

Your legs trembled once again when you felt his lips on your neck, sucking on your flushed skin. When your moan interrupted his name he chuckled against your skin. 

“My name isn’t Ma-ah y/n.” he said mimicking your voice. “Now tell me what I want to hear.” 

Damn he really isn’t going to stop until he gets what he wants, you thought. With half lidded eyes you scanned the apartments across from you, all curtains were closed. Finally you decided to give in to your boyfriend’s demands.  

“I-I,” your voice trembled. “I want you to fuck me right here right now.” 

“That sounded more like a demand then a beg.” you could hear the pout in his voice. Suddenly he stopped his delicious torment that he inflicted on your cunt, making you whine and push back into his fingers. He snickered at your lustfull movements. 

“Better start begging darling or else the lovin’ stops.” 

You knew he was a man of his word. 

“Please Mark, please just put your throbbing cock inside of me.” 

Wrapping your hair around his fingers, Mark pulled your whole upper body back. You squealed at the sudden pain in your scalp, with a smirk he bit your earlobe. 

“Needy much?” 

Before you could come up with an answer, meaning that you would continue to beg, he let your hair go. Your hands fell back onto the balcony rail and with a swift movement Mark lowered your sweatpants, leaving your bare ass out in the open. He rolled up your shirt , and you hissed at the sudden cold hitting your breasts. You blushed furiously when you felt his bare cock hitting the small of your back. 

Mark teased your hole with the tip of his throbbing cock, slowly he pushed it between your lips. He took in a sharp breath as your inner walls fluttered around his member, when he bottomed out you mewled with pleasure of finally being full. 

“Look at you, so excited to have sex outside.” 

“Sto-ah, stop teasing me.” 

“I don’t think that’s possible love.”

With his first thrust you felt your eyes water, the intense pleasure was overwhelming. You bit your bottom lip as he snapped his hips in and out of you again and again. Your eyes closed and your mouth fell open. The constant wind blowing against your half naked body was a constant reminder that yes, you were actually having sex in the balcony. 

Your back arched and with both hands Mark cupped your breasts, toying with your nipples he made you scream. 

“Fuck you’re so hot right now,” Mark said, breathless. “I should’ve fucked you here way sooner.”

You couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying. Loud moans continued to escape from your lips, a bit of spit dribbled down your chin as he continuously pounded his engorged cock in and out of you. You were close, you could feel the warmth starting to build up in your core. 

By the way of his thrusting, you knew that he was close too. His movements became sloopy and his moans grew more frequent. Squeezing your breasts he pulled you closer, burying his cock deep inside of you he let out a loud groan, painting your walls white. 

The feeling of his cock twitching inside of you and the feeling of his seed being spilt inside of you made your toes curl. You shouted his name over and over again as your cunt clamped around his cock. Your insides throbbed as you came. Almost falling down, Mark wrapped an arm around your stomach and leaned in. With his other hand he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear and placed a soft kiss on the side of your cheek. 

“We’re definitely going to do that again.” 

After an experience like that you could do nothing but nod.

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Day 6 // Power Play

Pairing: Francis Fitzgerald x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 514

Warnings: Dirty talking, degradation, creampie (don’t try this at home, use protection)  

Commissions | Ko-Fi

“You love getting fucked by your boss don’t you?”

Yes.

“You love sucking my dick from under the desk don’t you?”

Yes.

This was a dangerous game you both were playing. Francis would tease you mercilessly at work, using his high rank to make you do whatever he seemed fit. It was a thrill really. You loved it when he degraded you and called you names while he fucked you silly and afterwards he always was so tender with you by cleaning you up and bringing you a glass of water.

Though this time it felt different.

Francis had made you wear black lingerie, it was uncomfortable but you did as you were told but just as you were in the middle of a meeting he had called you into the office. You took a step inside and suddenly you found yourself being bent over the table.

You felt his weight on top of you, his chest flushed against your back, he placed his lips against your ear.

“How fucking dare you,” he whispered. “Flirting with someone else infront of me, do you have a death wish?”

Flirting? You were confused, before you could ask him or deny the fact Francis pulled your pants down. Surprised that he was so rough you let out a gasp as he hit you, making your ass cheeks ripple under the force.

“I don’t want to hear it,” he hissed. “Suffer the consequences.”

A noise of a zipper reached your ears and the feeling of his cock against your hole followed. He grabbed your hair as he pushed in, you hissed at the pain radiating from your scalp. He was throbbing and twitching inside of you, your pussy clamped around his dick, he pulled your hair further and lifted up your whole upper body from the desk you were laying on.

“Fuck, I shove it in and you’re already drooling around my dick,” he panted. “Just how much of a slut are you?”

He started thrusting in and out of you, the lewd noises of your pussy squelching filled the office. It made you burn up with embarrassment but turned you on further. One hand was tangled in your hair and his other hand was firmly grasping your hip, it was hard enough to leave marks.

“You...ahh...who do you belong to y/n?”

“You.” you moaned out. “I belong to you and only you.”

“Good girl.”

You groaned when he tugged your hair, his movements became sloppier as his cock hit that special spot inside of you over and over again. The last thing you heard was him groaning “mine” into your ear as he spurted thick ropes of cum inside of you. Being filled up by him felt so good, your insides spasmed as Francis filled you up to the brim.

When he was dried up he pulled out and pulled your pants back up, you could feel the cum trickling down your thighs.

“You’re going to work like that all day,” he said, zipping up his pants. “This is punishment.”

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Day 9 // Food Play

Pairing: Edogawa Ranpo x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 247

Commissions | Ko-Fi

You groaned as strings of chocolate sauce were being poured on to you. You felt sticky, and uncomfortable laying on the floor as Ranpo hovered over you. He looked at you as if you were another sweet he was going to devour. Which at this point, you actually might be that sweet. 

“You look amazing y/n.” he said, leaning over. 

You gasped when he started to lick you clean, he hummed as he tasted both you and the sauce on his sinful tongue. Ranpo started from your stomach and went up to your breasts, individually he sucked on each nipple, his tongue going in circles around each sensitive nub. The feeling was to die for, your back arched up and you heard him chuckle. 

“And you said you didn’t want to be covered in chocolate sauce.”

“I didn’t think you would be cleaning me so thoroughly.” 

A loud moan slipped from your lips when he bit your nipple. He sucked, licked and pulled it. Your body spasmed as he continued, he let go of your breast with a pop and grinned at you right before licking the remains of the chocolate sauce left on your neck. Ranpo bit into the sensitive skin and sucked on it enough to leave a mark. When he deemed you clean enough, he brought his face to eye level.  

“Don’t worry,” he said, as if he could read your mind. “I’m nowhere near done and we still have chocolate sauce left.” 

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Welcome to the masterlist for SINovember! okay more like half of a sinovember im sorry i tried writing them all but couldn’t forgive me 

The list is complete! Enjoy the sin! 

Gagging -  Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Knife Play- Nakahara Chuuya

Suit/Skirt kink - Dazai x reader x Chuuya

Power Play -  Francis Fitzgerald

Breeding- Atsushi Nakajima

Corruption-  Fyodor Dostoevsky   

Exhibitionism -  Michizō Tachihara

Hate fucking- Dazai x Chuuya

Gun Kink- Odasaku

Balcony sex - Mark Twain

Food Play - Ranpo

Body Worship - Mark Twain

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Day 8 // Knife Play

Pairing:  fem!reader x Nakahara Chuuya

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 514

Warnings: knife play, blood, blood play

Commissions | Ko-Fi

You shivered as the cool blade grazed your flushed skin. You could barely see the Chuuya looming over you in the candle lit room, he gave you a toothy grin as he stared at your quivering body.

The whole experience was rather intoxicating. His scent, his free hand exploring every crevice of your body, the smooth blade touching your skin. All your senses were occupied by him. 

Chuuya leaned in and brushed his lips against your chin, with open mouthed kisses he trailed down to your neck. With a humm he grazed his teeth over the sensitive skin, you took in a sharp breath as he bit you but not enough to puncture your skin. 

When he pulled away a soft whine came from you. Chuuya chuckled as he dragged the knife from your stomach to your breast, rolling your erect nipple with the naked 6 inch blade. You bit your lip, not wanting to lose control so early into the night. 

“You’re really enjoying this aren’t you? Pervert.” he teased, leaning in closer, his breath ghosting over your face. “Don’t stifle your voice. You know how annoyed I get when you do that.”

Dragging the knife right under your breast, he barely grazed you with the sharp blade but it was enough to draw blood. You let out a gasp as your back arched up, involuntarily pushing the blade deeper. Blood trickled down your stomach and Chuuya stared at you with blown wide pupils. 

“You look so good in red.”

Chuuya snickered just before he leaned in and licked a trail up to the cut, lapping the dripping blood. Chuuya flattened his tongue against the wound as he sucked on it. 

“You taste good.” he muttered as he gave your wound a chaste kiss. 

“Chuuya…” you begged him. 

You rubbed your thighs together, the movement doesn’t go unnoticed by Chuuya as he flashed you an animalistic grin. He dragged the tip of the knife from the valley of your breast and rested the flat blade on your chin, prompting you to lift your face up and look at him. 

“You’re insatiable.” 

“Please…” 

Chuuya raised an eyebrow as he clicked his tongue. Leaning in, he pressed his lips against your flushed ear. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you unsatisfied.” he hummed with a smirk. 

Chuuya’s raspy voice in your ear did nothing but make you even slicker, your moan was drowned out as he shut you up with a sloppy kiss. He bit your bottom lip enough to draw blood, sucking on the warm flesh. You let out a loud mewl as the taste of blood filled your mouth. 

Parting away, Chuuya admired how you looked, messy hair, red cheeks, a mix of saliva and blood trickling from the side of your plump lips. With a cheeky smirk, he dragged the sharp edge of the knife and held it right under your artery. You took in a sharp breath as he grinned at you, his lips red with the traces of your blood. 

“Time to get to the fun part.” 

You couldn’t agree more.