(Age 20) Hi! I requested you previously and loved your work so,, if I may ask, could you do anything for poly!matchablossom x reader? Whatever you see fit! Feel free to ignore, have a great day!!!
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Kaoru and Kojiro both love to buy you things- Kaoru buys you beautiful silk kimonos, Kojiro has a great modern fashion as well so you will look amazing regardless of the style
You are Kojiro’s sous chef. Kaoru just sits and watches you too, tinkering on Carla. Whilst the sauce simmers, Kojiro will pull you into his chest and slow dance with you. A few dips later and you pull Kaoru to join, to dancing as a three
If your hair is long enough and you’re comfortable with it, Kaoru styles your hair. Helps you wash and maintain your hair. Kojiro will watch you and feed you snacks he baked every so often
They teach you how to skateboard- with you swaddled up in bubble wrap, helmet, knee pads and elbow pads. After you’re first fall they call it a day and pack up, saying it’s too hard for you. It takes a long time for you to convince them to teach you
You go to S with them- they don’t like you racing often cuz they think its still dangerous and you’re their princess
You sneak in with a black mask and black bra, bandages secured around your wrists and wrist guards protecting the tops of your forearms. Your gloves are black and fingerless, your blue jacket unzipped and two belts crossing over the front of your white skirt - you win against a good opponent proving to them you can skate
When you race them they let you win
You have to wear something of theirs to ward off the other men during S
|NSFW under the cut; breeding kink, soft dom, orgasm control (overstimulation, denial) strict dom, finger sucking, exhibitionism, pet play, shibari, object insertion|
Sneaking off whilst others are racing for heavy makeouts, hiding behind Kojiro's big frame, his, strong hands holding you steady whilst Kaoru fingers you. If you're too loud he gags you with his long fingers, letting you suck and drool on them. Sometimes he'll pinch your nose and watch your struggles
Kojiro and you getting handsy whilst baking and thinking you’ve gotten away until Kaoru sees the flour handprints on your bodies. He ties up Kojiro and puts a cockring on his denying him a release whilst he has you in shibari and a vibe on you, making you come over and over again as punishment
Kaoru using his calligraphy brushes on you, gives you a few tattoos and praises you for your beauty. Then fucks you with the handle of the pen. Has the audacity to use the pen during a calligraphy tournament
Betting on you when they race “if i win, i’m breeding her all night!” “Gorilla, when I win I’m tying her up and fucking her until she cries.”
Carla probably has recorded a few homemade videos pornos
Kaoru is definitely a stricter dom than Kojiro- the green haired male will allow you to break a few rules and is a bit more lenient. Kaoru will punish you if you are bad
I feel like Kaoru likes fox girls or cat girls whilst Kojiro likes puppy girls
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cw: reader is referred to as “boy” once but their body is never gendered, dom!scaramouche, shibari, oral (reader giving), degradation, etc.
18+ only. minors dni.
repost from my old blog.
“How fucking pathetic,” Scaramouche sneers down at you.
You’re on your knees before him, a common place for you since the moment the Harbingers’ attention had found interest in you.
The venom in his words only spur on the searing pleasure coursing through your veins. Perhaps it was pain, but your pretty little mind was far too gone to decipher the way your body quaked at the way his eyes pierced into you.
“You asked so sweetly to touch me...” Each word slammed into your skull in tandem with the way your heart pounded harshly in your chest, threatening to drown out his voice in your ears. Indigo eyes were mere centimeters from your own, lithe fingers digging into your flushed cheeks with an unbearably tight grip as he spoke, “And yet you can’t even do that right, hmm?”
“P-please…” Your voice trembled before trailing off, the sight of yourself reflected in his eyes stealing the air straight from your lungs.
Your pretty little face was wrecked by bliss-- messy tears staining their way down your cheeks and drool coating your quivering lips, reddened and puffy-- you were the picturesque definition of pure ecstasy.
“Please?” He reprimanded you in a mocking tone, as if the very word itself was grating for him to say.
“Sir, p-please, wanna touch you…” Desperation was evident in your voice and even more so in your actions that followed. Your arms had long since gone numb, a beautiful diamond pattern of rope restricting them behind your back, and yet you still struggled to try and reach out to touch him.
Pitiful whimpers left your swollen lips-- each one fueling the twisted desire that exuded from him while he watched you struggle. He loosened his grip on your face, fingers trailing their way behind your head only to tangle into your hair and yank your head back.
The way you gasped, body arching and following him like a little marionette tethered to his every whim-- all of it had a shiver running up his spine and a venomous laugh curving his lips into a devilish smile.
“Open your mouth.” His command left no room for negotiations, a mere moment of hesitation was treason and would be punished accordingly.
The second your glistening lips parted, his fingers were pushing their way inside, gagging you as he pressed them to the back of your throat. He straightened his posture-- his face no longer intimidatingly close-- but his presence alone was menacing enough and had your every nerve aflame.
Your eyes never left his face-- impish expressions playing on his features while his fingers explored your mouth, gliding across your tongue before pulling out to the tips of his knuckles only to shove them roughly down your throat again.
He continued with his ministrations until he grew impatient-- fingers swiftly replaced by the tip of his cock prodding at your parted lips, smearing his precum across your bottom lip before sliding past and resting heavily against your tongue.
Your eyes widened, glued to the way his own bore down into your very being and left you feeling exposed to your core. He enveloped every one of your senses-- Scaramouche truly had utter and complete control over you.
“Swallow.” His tone was harsh, irritated that you had to be commanded to move despite how eagerly you had been begging him earlier. He emphasized his words by tightening his grip on the back of your head, roughly pushing his cock down your throat until you did as you were told-- eager to please him and desperate for his praise.
The salty taste of his precum engulfed your senses-- tongue keenly lapping at every drop while your throat tightened around his cock each time you swallowed.
You could feel the way your drool trickled out around his cock, coating his balls each time you took him deeper.
Fresh tears burned their way into your vision, blurring it until you squeezed your eyes shut, attempting to focus on the heat building up in the pit of your stomach each time his cock stretched your pretty little throat open.
Your mind began to slip away from you-- all of your thoughts a blissed-out haze until Scaramouche clicked his tongue.
“Tch, so fucking useless.” His words scorched their way into your chest, painful and degrading, but before you could look up at him both of his hands were on either side of your head. “I’ll do it myself.”
The pace he set had you seeing bursts of white, eyes rolled back and lungs on fire as you struggled to breathe around his onslaught.
Each thrust was surrounded by the lewd sound of you gagging around his cock-- his low and breathy moans almost drowned out completely.
You had gone completely dumb from the pleasure-- body trembling and thighs twitching agonizingly in an attempt to relieve the growing arousal in your core. However, Scaramouche completely ignored you as he chased his own high, using your pretty little throat as a glorified fleshlight.
His cock twitched against your tongue, his pace beginning to stutter with every thrust of his hips. He was excruciatingly close to his own orgasm-- one last slam of his cock against the back of your throat had him cumming.
You could feel how battered your throat was as you struggled to swallow his cum-- his cock stayed stuffed inside until you thought you’d suffocate around him.
When he finally pulled out your throat spasmed-- a coughing fit threatening to choke the flow of fresh air suddenly filling your lungs.
“t-thank you, sir…” Your voice didn’t feel like your own, disembodied and hoarse with every word you spoke.
You didn’t wait for his response before leaning forward-- laving kitten licks against his softening cock in an attempt to clean him of any remaining cum.
“Good boy,” he cooed down at you with an electrified shiver creeping down his spine.
omg, i imagine this with yj wearing the same outfit and type of glasses. giving me a whole ta/prof yj vibe
yj who has to keep his cool when he's so jealous because you're still considered as one of the students he takes care of, making it hard for him to make your relationship public. so when he found some of your classmates, leaving friendly yet lingering touch on your skin and a birthday present for you, he'd make sure that you'll use the present well.
he would use the ribbon from the box to tie you up, making sure you can't move nor escape from his grasp before he tightening up the knot between your folds and around your clit, smiling against your skin as he watch you squirming and begging for him to end this torture, learning that you're his only and that no one can touch you in a similar way aside from him.
AHHHHH, outside of the sexual side, I find this practice amazing. It's not exactly foreplay, and it's a lot about aesthetics! AHHH, THE BEAUTY OF ROPE AND THE KNOTS!! TAKEOMI WOULD KNOW ALL ABOUT SHIBARI *repeatedly slaps table* (but personally, I would like Sanzu to try too JSSOSKSKCP). You don't have to be sexual about it when practicing, and it looks so elegant! There’s the intimacy, and the trust, and the pain that might follow… BUT AGAIN TAKEOMI WOULD BE PERFECT OKAY IDK WHY I FEEL IT IN MY SKIN!!!
O m g I love shibari. It was very interesting when I did it to my friend. Because I wanted to learn just for the sake of learning and my friend just went with the flow :3
:0 was it good? The experience? I’m more on the aesthetic side so idk xD like it looks so difficult but that just adds to the beauty of it.
