#threads;;hoshi

[demcnsden]

Starter for @fallesto

Adelheid was riding on top of the male as her nails were digging into his chest, as he moved his hips in a steady rhythm, which she was keeping up with. The male moaned deeply as he watched the female’s expression as he spoke in a whisper, “Come on, Adelheid, quit holding back and give in, sweetheart.” The silverette was holding out as he wanted to watch his lover reach her peak, as he knew she was close from how tightly she was squeezing him. After a couple more thrusts, he suddenly grabbed her waist, flipping them over to reach inside her at a deeper angle. As the female finally came undone, he groaned, not giving her a moment to rest as he continued to move quickly. Kissing her temple, he whispered praises in her ear, “God, you're so beautiful, darling.” Suddenly though, the man was snapped awake as he was coming back to reality as he was woken up from his dream.

Hoshi groaned as he woke up in a hot sweat, his body drenched, and the pajamas sticking to his skin like a second layer. The male used his hands to rub his face to help him wake up, as he already knew what had occurred. A dream, a pleasant one at that, about his female companion with whom he had been traveling. Thankfully, they each had their own beds, though they were in the same room to help save money. Pulling the cotton sheets away, his eyes glanced down to look at the mess of his seed sticking to his bottom, like some sort of animal. Grunting with mild disgust at the feeling of his entire body at that very moment, he silently placed his feet on the ground. The former shinobi sneaked a glance over at the woman who should be sleeping in the other bed, as the sun had not risen yet. Early morning hours, so he had time to hide the evidence of everything.

However, he moaned under his breath, remembering the visual of her on top of him and underneath. The male had feelings for Adelheid for a while now, as she was strong and beautiful, qualities that he loved about her. Many men might be intimidated by a woman being stronger than them, but Hoshi was more turned on by that. Still, she deserved more respect than having him lusting after her like this. He wanted to court her properly, take her on dates, and give her gifts. She was ingrained into his very being as the silverette could not stop thinking about her, a temptress or siren calling him to sin.

Gathering the inn’s sheets, he was stripping the bed bare and hiding them underneath before he walked over to his baggage. Pulling out a change of clothing, he planned on taking a very hot shower. Peeling back the layers of the pajamas, he grimaced at the feeling until he was stripped down to his undergarments. Leaving the clothing on the ground as well, he was attempting to leave when suddenly the floor creaked underneath his weight. Hoshi froze midstep in panic like a statue as he felt his heart pulse rise with fear and adrenaline. Holding his breath, he closed his eyes, trying to focus on calming himself down as he knew that his body was still excited from the dream and extremely sensitive.

Opening his deep purple eyes, he slowly turned around to see if his companion was woken up by chance. However, it was difficult to tell in the darkness of the room, so he quickly rushed to the bathroom area attached before filling the tub up with water. Tossing a few logs underneath the tub, he started a fire to get the water hot and bubbling. Staring down at his problem, he moaned deeply, remembering the sensations and motions from the dream that caused his member to twitch uncomfortably in his undergarments. Hoshi was flustered with embarrassment and need as he chewed nervously on his bottom lip, debating whether he should just give in to the temptation or not. It was like an itch he shouldn’t scratch, but wanted to very badly.

[demcnsden]

Starter for @sunsblaze

The former shinobi had been searching around the area for a special demon, whose blood demon art was able to change the ages of its victims. A noble lord had stumbled across the mercenary and asked for his assistance with confirming whether his missing daughter was dead or alive. It should have been an easy assignment: follow the demon to its lair and find out what happens to its prey. Perhaps the demon left scraps of clothing from the humans lying around, which he could bring back as confirmation. Hoshi did not have high hopes that the nobleman's daughter would be alive.

The silverette disguised his scent as a human with wild animal blood from some he had hunted down and slaughtered for food. He might not be a demon slayer, knowing how to kill demons, but he had some knowledge about them. The creatures were like predators, with heightened senses, and smell was one of them. The male sat in the tree watching as the demon was munching on a human leg, devouring the flesh and muscle down to the bone. His eyes narrowed when he heard footsteps walking through the forest.

Someone else had arrived at the gruesome scene. Tightening his grip around the branch, he made sure to lower his body in the shadows so as not to be noticed by the demon. It appeared a samurai had stumbled across the beast. However, Hoshi was not a fool to rush in to save the samurai. He was not being paid to risk his life for the other, as he needed to follow the demon to its lair.

[demcnsden]

Starter for @kaguraimi

Hoshi had been following the trail of a demon when he was hired to look for a certain missing person, the son of a rich merchant, who was concerned when his young child had vanished one night from his bedroom. The former shinobu tracked down into the cave, which turned out to be a system of tunnels that the demon must have created to travel underground. Suddenly, the ground was shaking badly, and everything was collapsing on him, so he did his best to find cover so as not to be smashed underneath the rubble. The male huffed and coughed as he stirred, moving carefully to make sure not to cause any sudden movements. It felt like nothing was broken, but his muscles were aching from the impact as blood was dripping down his arms. His outfit was covered in dust and torn apart by the sharp rocks, wiggling his way out.

The silverette leaned against the wall as he breathed shallowly, listening to everything around him as everything was consumed in the darkness. He could hear his own heartbeat racing and more rumbling in the distance. Groaning in pain, he forced himself to stand as he was slowly limping down the tunnel, stumbling in the darkness. Time passed, but he did not know how long, as his purple eyes slowly adjusted, when suddenly he heard noises from someone. Hoshi’s body tensed as he moved without making a sound; years of training since childhood were ingrained into his instincts. He turned the corner until he noticed a man leaning against the wall, heavily injured, holding a sword like a walking stick.

The former ninja said nothing as the tunnel around them rumbled once more as if it was coming to life causing more dust and rocks to become unsettled and stirred. Neither person flinched nor moved a muscle. Hoshi kept his heart steady to remain calm as his palms felt sweaty, and he never knew that his hidden weapons were damaged from the circumstances. Sighing heavily, he rubbed his head before finally speaking softly, “Are you alright?” He had grown tired of the tense and awkward silence between them.

[demcnsden]

Starter for @micsmasmuses (Kyojuro)

The male moved low towards the ground following the blood trail that was left behind through the fog of snowfall. The forest was covered with trees, and the branches were so thick that no sky could be seen. Hoshi shivered as his footsteps were careful and deliberate, as the snow was falling more by the second, so the storm could hit at any point in time. His breath misted in the cold air as he felt the faint vibrations that something dangerous was ahead.

The former shinobi was tasked with an investation of a missing child that had been take the other night. Many disapperances were occuring in the village port that he believed might all be connected. He had heard the screams and followed the trail of blood through the forest that might have been a traveler walking through to find shelter before the blizzard would hit. The human froze as he heard the snarl of the feral beast that was up ahead which caused him to draw his short blade.

Leaning against the treetrunk, he glanced around to see something hunched over with bones being crunched upon. The monster's eyes were black like molten coal, claws stain with fresh blood, and a mouth was that split tofar across its face to be human. Hoshi's heart was racing inside his chest as his body was breaking out in a nervous sweat, but he held his breath before striking. The human lunged forward with his blade, but the demon easily turned its head, snapping the blade in between its fangs.

The male gasped from shock, but moved out of the way as the claws grazed his arms, while the steel was shattered like glass. Hoshi was reaching for another weapon, but the monster moved faster in a blur. Pain tore through his body as the demon's claws sank into his shoulder, and he spun to get out of the way. The human grunted, resting on one knee as blood was dripping down from his injuries onto the snow-covered ground. The predator snarled as its grin widened as it spoke in a low, gruff voice, “A snack with spirit. How delightful.”

[demcnsden]

Starter for @aamaranthiine

The male was resting in the cave behind the waterfall as his wounds were healing from the fight that occurred a couple of weeks ago. He had been out on a mission with his fellow shinobi before everything went south, as it had been a trap. Hoshi had barely made it out with his life, jumping off the cliffside into the river, which led him to the waterfall. The silverette was being careful while tending to his wounds so the infection did not spread, nor would they reopen.

Hoshi had been gathering berries and herbs to help him with the hunger, but knew that he would need to leave soon. The human might have plenty of water, but he had to keep looking for food sources further and further away each day. His eyes opened when he heard something walking towards the watersource, which caused him to tense. The shinobi was not sure if it was an animal or something else, but he pulled his kunai close before trying his best to creep in the shadows to see.

[demcnsden]

❛  your life now is in my hand.  ❜ (for any of your muses)

🐝 * ― 𝑬𝑷𝑰𝑪: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. // @divineiichor

Hoshi groaned as he held his stomach, feeling the blood leaking through the fabric of this clothing. The shinobi had been left for dead when the others left him to bleed out in the alleyway in the Red Light District. He had been wounded by the samurai who had been guarding the target, and he was used as a meatshield by his fellow colleagues. Each step was overwhelming and painful as more blood dripped down his leg to the ground, hissing between his teeth. He was pushing weight against the buildings until he could no longer walk. Collapsing to the ground, he heard light footsteps walking towards him as his vision was semiblurry, and he could see white dots.

Blinking a couple of times to focus his vision, he noticed the silhouette appeared to be a woman. Maybe she was a worker in the Entertainment District, or maybe a noblewoman. He could smell the perfume she wore was not overwhelming, as he rubbed his eyes to focus his vision. Blinking a couple of times, he noticed that it was a woman whose beauty was almost celestial or divine. Deep crimson eyes that seemed to be pulling him in as he stood against the alleyway, the best he could. 'Your life is now in my hand.'

The shinobi let out a little chuckle mixed with a painful groan as he was taking a moment to process everything. He doubted the gods favored him enough to send a shinshi to help him, so she had to be real. Biting his lip, he was filled with bitterness towards the other ninja who left him after using him as a pawn. Clenching his fingers around the stab wound as the blood was still dripping down, he spoke softly. "What would be the price I must pay to live then?" Everything came at a cost, and if she was willing to help him, then he would do whatever she wanted to survive. His eyes narrowed, burning with determination, as he was not done fighting death yet.