Fandom: Demon Slayer.
Word Count: +1k.
Rating: dark romance, enemies, persecution, bloody kisses, obscene words.
N/A: Okay. It's been a long time and by that I mean I haven't written anything on this social network for over a year. I'm doing well. I've been fine. I just wasn't finding myself with the perfect inspiration to create scenarios for the characters I love so much. And this lets me down about myself. But now, after finding my inspiration again I'm back and I'm writing new scenarios for the dear readers who read and support me.
I want to remind that English is not my native language, but I use the translator for the texts I write. So I apologize for any mistakes in the translation or if you find any "her" instead of "him". I try not to make this mistake and I try to reread the whole text carefully.
Without further words, here I bring you a fanfic of Gyutaro as a tribute for being the last character I wrote and the one who has had more support. Thank you very much to all of you for that.
I hope to come back with much better writings and with more variety of characters.
Questions are open :)
Kisses, enjoy it
BEAST
You should not have gone out on the mission alone, at night. Going on your own when you were a pillar might have been easy, power coursed through your veins, and fire burned in your determination. But you were still too much of a novice to ever reach the position of pillar. In fact, this goal was so fuzzy in your life that you didn't mind being a simple demon hunter.
But damn it, even low-ranking hunters knew the number one rule of a demon hunting mission; don't go out fucking alone and without telling at least someone in the squad.
The steam from your breaths trickled past your lips in little white, ephemeral clouds. Your legs were cramped, you'd been running for over twenty minutes. And with good reason.
The same carmine-colored eyes had been haunting you the entire run. A great laugh with a ring of madness escaped from your captor and you couldn't help but feel a pang of some fear along with a sensation settling in your belly. Perhaps it was the fact that if you failed to escape you might be devoured.
"Run, little butterfly. I'll catch you." The thirst for blood and madness built up in every word the demon screamed at you. In an attempt to throw it off, you twisted to the right side of the road. Several trees prevented you from running in a straight line and a feeling of emptiness settled in your stomach when, without realizing the situation, your body fell forward. A pang settled in your hands as they rested on the ground to break your fall. Startled, you quickly sat up and tried to crawl as best you could across the small bed of fallen leaves that lay beneath you. However, a breath coos against the back of your neck and your skin bristles as you hear his voice croon again;
"You are mine." Claws imprisoned your neck, spinning you around so that you were face to face and nose to nose, with the demon above you. His beaked white teeth gleamed in the distant moonlight that was hidden behind your powerful body. His muscles tensed in a delicious shiver at having captured your bunny. After a grunt of satisfaction, Gyutaro said again:
"It makes me so horny when you run away from me. The fucking rotten blood swirls in my fucking crotch when you do that. When I chase after you to hunt you down."
A moan escaped your lips as the grip on your throat grew more powerful and prevented you from breathing.
"Gyu…" You managed to say in a sob. "You…you scared me." Your eyes gave off a gleam of terror that only managed to increase the demon's arousal.
"Mmhm… Did I scare you, butterfly?". His nose buried itself in the hollow of your neck to smell your sweet, soft scent of roses and cinnamon. He pulled away from you slightly and looked at you in an angry glare from under your neck. "Haven't the fucking pillars taught you not to go out alone in the woods? So useless are they that they let one of the best slayers wander alone. Some other demon might hunt you… and that would piss me off."
Then it opens its mouth and its powerful fangs dig into the soft juncture between your neck and shoulder. You groan in pain and your hands reflexively grab strands of his wavy hair. He hums and his body hovers closer to yours so that you can feel the hardness of his crotch between your thick thighs.
You had known Gyutaro for a couple of years. The answer to the question of how he hadn't killed you yet was still unexplained. Let's just say he was infatuated with you. Your scent was the first thing he mentioned that he liked and that he didn't want to get rid of you. You met the same way this whole initial event had happened; a chase. The first time he tasted your blood he let out a hoarse moan as if he was a starving animal and had tasted the best of morsels after decades without encountering anything like it.
"Ooh, God. It tastes even better when it's running scared through your veins. So hot". His eyes lowered to your lower lip, which you were biting as a slight blush grew on your cheeks in a shy reflex.
You had long denied to yourself that falling in love with a demon was out of the question. They had only one option in their mind; to kill. And you had always heard that they could not feel love. Love which blossomed in your chest with every passionate night you spent with him.
Thoughts of the past settled in your mind; the creaking of the bed as he rode you to orgasm, the sound of the sheets tearing under his sharp nails that never dug deeper than they should into your soft skin to hurt you, the sound of his heavy breaths on your neck and soft breaths of your moans that filled the lonely cabin you lived in. And all those obscene and beautiful words he whispered in your ear.
Intoxicating.
"You're thinking of everything I could do to you, aren't you?". Gyutaro noticed your small absence and noticed how you squeezed your thighs together to manage to retain the heat that emanated from your sweetness and that even he might be able to smell. His undoing. He continued, "You're thinking about how I could fuck you on these cold, dead leaves. About how I'm going to make your body arch beneath me and how your mouth is not going to moan, no, but scream my fucking name in search of your delicious orgasm." His weight became even more intense on your body and you moaned against his lips as he came on you with a murderous glint in the irises of his eyes. "And on how I'm going to end up filling your womb with my thick fucking demon load".
You didn't know at what point you had fallen in love with this demon, nor when the end of your story would be, but what was really clear to you was that you would take every opportunity offered by this sinful illicit love between a guardian and a demon.
N/A: I'm back, bitches. This last month I've been with final exams and couldn't find motivation to write. So last night I sat down and decided to write an enemies to lovers with Gyutaro, since I saw that the last post had been well liked. Enjoy reading, sorry for the hurtful words, but in this story the two of them hate each other… or not.
THE BOY IS A MONSTEERRRR
The room was dark. School supplies were cluttered all over the space, which was already cramped. Balls, tennis racquets, strings, mats, etc. Everything smelled like gym equipment, covered with the typical layer of dust that was hardly cleaned unless the equipment was being used.
Both of your breaths were labored, breathing hard due to the little air left inside along with the dense layer of dirt. You were angry at the stupid situation you were in.
"You shouldn't have come, it was me who was tasked to go get the mats." he growls in a serious tone, almost sounding like a dog facing his opponent.
"I've already told you a thousand times, he sent me to help you too, the mats are heavy…". you retort.
"I don't need your help, I am much stronger than you".
"You're an idiot if you think a woman can't fend for herself, Gyutaro."
"The idiot is you if you thought you were going to help me with those weak arms." His breath hits your face. It wasn't unpleasant to you, despite his hideous appearance. It smelled like a mixture of mint and body odor.
You shake your head shaking your thoughts away. My goodness, you disliked him for over two grades. He was so cruel and mean to the other students and envious through and through. He was always complaining about those who were better than him, especially in sports.
"Oh my god, you're unbearable, you know that?". You don't know what to respond and the only thing you can think to do is try to vent your anger by making him feel bad. Even though that really wasn't what you wanted, but you couldn't help it.
"Unbearable is your stupid voice and to top it off the door was locked with the keys out because of you, you clumsy girl." He had snuggled closer to you. Although the room wasn't very well lit, because the light wasn't working either, you could see his face with the small solar halo coming in through the small square window located above the wall where Gyutaro was.
His hands had reached your arms to shake you helplessly for the situation. You wince as he digs his fingers in that it almost hurts and you let out a whimper, trying to pull away from him.
"Let go of me, you brute." You fight back, trying to wiggle out of his grip. "I hadn't even seen the keys." When you had entered the materials room you didn't notice that the keys were in the lock, so you assumed that the trainer had already opened the door and that he had them hanging around his neck, as usual.
"Oh, of course. Because the girl is so dumb that even at that she's not able to figure it out." His comments were starting to hurt and tears were beginning to sting the edges of your eyes. You were not going to allow yourself to sink with his hurtful words. If he could insult you with no regard for your feelings, of course you would too. You hated him.
"You are inconsiderate, sarcastic and unbearable." You scream and press the palm of your hands on his hard chest to push him away from your body. "If you were in a different mood maybe we'd be out of here by now." You press your nails into his shirt and manage to rip a button off. He grunts and squeezes you tighter in his grip. Your arms hurt too much. It might even leave a mark on you.
"I didn't need your help!" He yells and shakes you.
"Fuck, Gyutaro, this isn't about help!".
"Then why do you always show up everywhere I go?". His question left you unsettled, blank. In fact, you also had the same feeling of running into him, in the hallways, at the lockers, when sometimes you were late because you overslept, in fights you were always around or even when he was expelled from class for confronting some teacher, you would show up by the punishment room to put some papers.
"What… What? For God's sake, I'm the deputy. It's normal for me to be doing… delegate stuff." You weren't crazy and you weren't chasing him, it's just a coincidence. right?
He laughs in a low, vile tone, not believing anything you say. "And it's also a coincidence that we're here right now?".
Your cheeks were starting to heat up from anger. "Honestly, I'd rather die than be locked in the same room as you." You spit out in a stern tone.
Gyutaro responds with a laugh too unpleasant for you "Dare to say that again and again and I'll break you". The glint of malice could be seen in his gaze. His teeth chattered with every word and his jaw tensed, you almost thought he might snap his teeth from the strain. His grip and his voice were harder and harder.
"Fuck you." You grab his shirt and try to shake him too.
"Oh, I'm flattered, but no thanks." You take a few steps forward and out of sense take a few steps back. You don't want him to touch you. You can't stand it. His touch feels rough and horrid to you. Cold and hard. Painful and… Fuck, stop thinking about it.
"I hate you, I hate you. I can't stand you and you think I'd be after you? Jesus Christ, you wouldn't believe that yourself. From the moment I saw you I couldn't stand you." Gyutaro is silent for a few moments, seconds in which a silent emptiness takes over the room, which, seconds before, had been filled with screams and voices, insults and confessions too painful and cruel to be able to say them to another person.
Seconds in which your body is pushed forcefully backwards. The air leaves your lungs abruptly and gravity takes hold of your body pulling you down. Your back crashes heavily against the mattresses and you feel a large, angry body looming over you. The vibes shook your skin and it bristled at the numerous sensations you were experiencing, fear, terror… But you were not going to show weakness before him. No way, he couldn't see you crying or in a vulnerable state.
Your breaths were agitated, loaded with words that wanted to leave your mouths to hurt again. Hands and legs move, squeeze, and you try to pull away. You sit up, but he places his palm on your chest and sinks you back down to the mattresses. You claw at his arms and groan, trying to overcome his enormous strength. He grunts gutturally and tries to grab your hands again. When he finally succeeds, he spreads your legs apart with his knees and stands over you, his bony pelvis now between your thighs, preventing you from closing your legs or kicking him. You gasp and grunt, arch your back, but nothing, you can't free yourself from him. From his prison. God…you were almost sure you'd never get out of there.
"I hate you you know." Desperate you attack him again with the only thing you have left.
"I know." He replies in a dry tone and smiles showing his menacing teeth.
"I hate your smile."
"I know." He repeats. His face moves closer to yours. Her hair, always messy, now falls around your face, forming a curtain between the two of you.
"And your face, you're so…you're so obnoxious." Your nose brushes against his, his breath hits your mouth and cheeks. If you could sink even deeper into the mattress you would have made it by now.
His weight on your body burned you more and more. "And I can't…I can't….". Your eyes widen as you feel his lips rest on yours. You don't know it at the time, as the darkness prevented you from seeing, but his eyes looked into yours with a glow…an unexplainable glow. His dry, chapped lips encircled yours in a chaste kiss.
Your breath catches and you let out a soft sigh, half-opening your lips. Gyutaro pulls away just an unbearable millimeter and you already feel the cold from the absence of warmth. In an uncontrollable impulse you sit up and kiss him back. You suck in a breath of air and crash your lips against his. Gyutaro grunts in an attempt to control himself and crushes you back against the mat without separating from you, without breaking the kiss again. His mouth opens and he sticks out his tongue to open your wet lips which you open, inviting him in. Your tongues meet, slippery with saliva. Oxygen is depleted as your kiss becomes more intense. Now it has become a war to see which tongue can dominate the other. Your mouths open in a kiss. His breath caresses your right cheek and you tilt your head so you can get more of him.
His hand held the back of your neck. Since when did his hand hold the back of your neck? His thick, calloused fingers curl and pull at it. Your body arches and his body hovers more over you, the mats supporting the weight of both of you. Gyutaro grunts and begins to eat from your mouth as if it were the last meal on earth. You follow his rhythm and you both create a dance, in which your mouths devour each other with anger, rage, hatred and uncontrolled passion. His teeth sting and graze your lower lip. From time to time he gently bites your tongue and curses, in words that crash over your lips, incomprehensible confessions.
You feel and hear Gyutaro's nails digging into the mat and breaking it as he clenches his fists. Your hands now embrace his neck and you pull at his hair, causing him to growl. At an indeterminate point, you become dizzy and can almost feel his pelvis shift between your thighs, searching for something to relieve himself with.
However, the crazy magic of that crazy kiss is interrupted by the jingling of keys and a male voice shouting, "Is someone inside, the door is locked, hello!". Everything falls apart when Gyutaro abruptly pulls away from your body and growls. His weight, his touch, his breathing, his hands…everything is now cold to you. Your mind gradually comes to its senses and you awaken your mind cold again, assessing the matter. You are still there, lying on the mats, trying to calm your breathing and organize the bomb of events in your head.
"Shit…" Gyutaro curses and turns his back on you. Before he leaves he gives you one last look showing his teeth and walks away, leaving his scent, his trail. You hear the professor hurling questions at Gyutaro who ignores him completely, until you stop hearing his footsteps. Your hands rise by inertia to your red, swollen lips and you again hear footsteps running into the material shed.
"T/n, are you okay?" Mitsuri's soft voice sounds concerned, but you don't manage to hear it. Not after what's happened.
"I… I hate him…". You whisper still feeling the trail of Gyutaro's kiss on your mouth.
Rating: morning sex, whispers, confessions, mentions of pregnancy, Gyutaro being tender and gentle.
N/A: I'm too active today so I wrote this scenario. I haven't stopped thinking about Gyutaro after reading too many fanfics about him, so I just wrote the idea that was running around in my mind. I know I'm late writing about him, but I hope you truly appreciate and enjoy it.
The ground was wet. Some puddles were scattered in random areas around the house. The land that was not inundated by them was muddy and muddy.
The big overnight storm had cooled the vegetables in the small vegetable garden, with the relief that it was not spoiled by the strong wind that the storm brought. The trees were dripping with fresh water and the clouds were still cresting the sky, dumping a light downpour that fell on the wooden roof. The interior of the small cottage was in a mystical aura due to the enchanting sound produced by the raindrops.
The sun had not even risen. It would be around five o'clock in the morning still, and even if it were to dawn it would still be a gray and rainy morning all day long. The living room of the house emitted an aroma of charcoal and burnt wood after a night of intense fire. Some embers remained hot and red, while others had already turned to ash. Some blankets lay scattered on the floor along with several silky sofa cushions.
Up the stairs and turning left, was your cozy shared room. A nice room that you had christened your nest. The bed was too big for two people, but it was a perfect size if you took a few things into account. The hazel wood-framed canopy towered over the surroundings and from it hung pretty, light white curtains that fell to the bottom, adorned with a series of lace patterns and flowers in various pastel colors.
Under the soft sheets slept Gyutaro hugging your back. His hand hovered over your waist and held your hand without letting go. His other hand snuck under your neck, along with the pillow, making it easy for his nose to touch your bare neck. You had been half awake for a few minutes, though you were struggling not to succumb to sleep again. Occasionally his thumb would caress the back of your hand in an attempt to make sure that if you returned the caress you would be awake, so he waited patiently, enjoying a pleasant morning with the woman he loved.
You groaned and stirred a little from your reverie when you felt Gyutaro's pelvis grind against your bare bottom. The friction it created felt weird, but you loved how he could turn you on so easily. He was already hard and rubbing against you. You were both half asleep, but aware that it was happening.
"Pretty..." he whispers in your ear in a raspy voice. "Good morning, pretty." His breath tickles your neck and you laugh a little.
"Good morning, Gyu" you reply with a smile, even though you can't see it, he has the same smile as you.
"What time is it?" You ask and lean your butt more towards his pelvis, fitting perfectly. You feel Gyutaro curse some inaudible word.
His length slides over your ass cheeks. You were still lubricated with juices from all night, so it created a smooth, sweet slickness.
"Let's stay like this for a while longer, shall we?". His voice takes on a pleading tone. "I like these kinds of mornings, after I've made love to my wife, I wake up in her arms the next day to make love to her again." His mouth sighs into the shell of your ear and his claim makes your skin crawl with goose bumps, wrenching a small, soft chuckle from you when he notices.
His defined thighs wrap between your plush thighs. In the beginning, when you first met Gyutaro, he was much thinner than he is now. There's nothing wrong with being thin, of course, but his critical condition required him to put on a few extra pounds to overcome the anemia he had been suffering from, so for a few months you had to prepare iron-rich meals for him to keep the iron in his blood. You were so happy to see him well and healthy that he even looked happier.
"You're precious, Gyu" you confess in a whisper as you remember it all. "I'm so...proud of you." You moan with your eyes closed as the head of his cock strokes your wet slit to the tip of your clit.
"Don't tell me that...I should tell you." You know how much Gyutaro loves compliments, even though he always tells you that you're the one who should be praised. Still everything about Gyutaro seemed precious in your eyes and you were deeply in love with him.
"Oh, love..." you sigh as he thrusts inside you, reaching deep inside you with ease.
"You're still so tight after everything we did last night."
"Last night was wonderful."
"Always...we can do it again." He begins to move his hips in a smooth back and forth, no need to be rough. With each little lunge he almost doesn't even leave your insides, but moves his hips in a dance that coordinates with the movement of yours.
"Aah..." You moan open-mouthed, still keeping your eyes closed. "I hope you don't waste all the cream on... the living room carpet this time." You hold your breath and your walls flutter as you remember that scene.
"It's not my fault that...aaahgm...the jar fell on the floor" Gyutaro laughs and moans enraptured by your little noises of pleasure.
"And I hope next time you won't suck so violently on my center."
"You mean...your clit? Oooh, but it tasted sooo good to the strawberry jam...mmhm...that I poured all over it."
"Don't say it...so rough, you shameless boy" Gyutaro gives a little lunge amused that you feel ashamed of everything he did to you.
"That's what you weren't telling me last night when you were moaning my name for more" He croons in a mockingly proud tone, still moving. You were so close to getting to where you wanted to be that you are forced to hold back a growl that comes from deep in your throat.
His body hugs you tighter and he turns you upright towards him so he can look at your lewd expressions. He bites his lips, the tips of his sharp teeth digging into your flesh.
"Wait a minute, sweetheart." You loved it when he grabbed you from behind every morning, but today you felt like being closer to him. Gyutaro grunts when he feels you slide down his length and pull it out of your tight walls.
"Shit, no..."
"Sshh." You soothe him with a few slaps on his powerful shoulder and turn around in a quick twist. You entwine your legs between his again and grab his hard member to pump it a few times. He groans and brings his hand to your waist, tightening his grip. He loves it when you hold his cock between your pretty little hands.
"Aah...wait..." He fucks your hand while still moving his hips keeping the same rhythm as before. "Wait, wait..." His words are cut off by pleasure. "I want to cum inside...mmgm...you."
"If we keep this up it won't be long before I'm pregnant, Gyu" you hum his name knowing that this only incites him more. A few times he has fantasized aloud confessing to you that he would like to see your full belly, carrying his child in the future. After all a demon is too greedy. You simply can't put honey on his lips and expect him not to attack for the rest.
"Ooh...trust me, pretty girl, I'm going to impregnate you good." He pulls your hand away and thrusts back inside you. You had taken his pleasure to a much higher point than before. "I want you to feel too full when I cum inside you."
You laugh and reach up to kiss his warm, somewhat rough lips. "Sure, Gyu, you can cum all you want." You clench your rubbery walls as the tip of his member brushes against your cervix and you moan his name in pleasure. "Pretty boys will be scurrying back and forth soon enough." You confess smiling over the corner of your mouth. He increases his onslaught and gradually lifts you to the peak of pleasure, falling gently into an intense orgasm. Gyutaro grunts and hugs you tightly. Thick strips of white semen fill your insides, some being forced to slide and slide down your thighs as you are completely filled with his seed.
"I love quiet mornings by your side..." He whispers, by the time you want to realize it you both have fallen asleep again. He is still inside you and you just want to squeeze tighter between his chest and sleep a few more hours, until the birds sing the first notes of dawn.
N/A: I know it's been a while, but here I bring the second part of this love trio. Please, kid, show your ID. Enjoy.
Just a few hours ago you were in the school locker. When you opened it, a blue letter fell to the ground, on your shoes.
"A letter?" You looked both ways and then you duck. Your skirt rose a little, almost revealing the curvature of your behind. Once in your hand you opened it with some haste.
"Meet me at sunset in the park behind the institute."
The calligraphy was pretty, so it made you think that maybe it might be some girl or maybe they might have got the locker wrong. After the dining rooms, you shot off towards your destination. You weren't too sure, it could be a trap after all. But you just went. Curiosity was killing you.
Arriving at the beautiful and leafy park, you didn't see anyone at first, so you walked around the fountain that crowned the center of the place. Your breath hitched upon seeing Taiju's huge figure. He was sitting on the cold marble.
His gaze lifted to your eyes and he took a deep drag on the cigar he held in his mouth. His eyes turned yellower, like a tiger's.
"I was starting to get impatient, girl." Her voice sounds hoarse, evil and she does it with a certain sarcasm in his tone. You couldn't believe it.
"Taiju?" Was it really Taiju who had written that letter? Did he even know where your locker was? You were here with him anyway, and you were willing to get to the end of this thing. All that happened next was him pulling on your wrist in a strong, powerful grip.
What you didn't know is that all this was a fucking coincidence that he took advantage of.
Mood Song /// Another Song
Three nervous breaths. Three different mouths in the same act. The snapping sound of Hakkai's lips on yours was intoxicating. Each kiss became hotter than the last. His tongue savored yours as he growled in nervousness. "T/n... I...". He was interrupted by Taiju, turning his face so that you were looking at him.
"I remind you that I am here before you." He says without looking at his brother. His fingers held your chin, never taking his eyes off your swollen lips, now marked by his little brother's. "I don't like to share the one I only want to enjoy myself." Taiju was more serious than ever. A thick vein ran down his neck and his jaw had tightened with every word. "But I guess for this one time we can have fun you and me." He looks over to his brother who was swallowing saliva to get the lump in his throat down. He couldn't stand the thought of sharing you with Taiju, but he couldn't just get you out of there so easily, not without facing his brother's wrath first. The only thing he could do was stay and take you or leave and leave you alone to himself. Something he would hate to do.
"I want to...only if she...wants to." He comes up behind your body. The two brothers hold you. Good and evil looked at you expectantly. Their two breaths collided against your neck, eager to hear your answer. Hakkai was very thoughtful in wanting to consider your opinion and whether you would really want to participate in this. Taiju can't help but laugh, clearly he wouldn't have even considered it.
Your mind wanders. You know the right answer but you don't risk it. You've never participated in something like this before, is this really what you want?
"The little thing's had its tongue eaten out by the cat." Taiju whispers in your ear. "I think you've ruined her mood, little brother." His now angry tone sends a shiver down your spine.
You glance at Hakkai. His face projected seriousness. He was just as nervous as you were. And you wanted the same thing he wanted. The connection in your gazes took only a nod from you for Hakkai to let out a sigh of relief. "Is this what you want?" He cupped his right hand over your cheek as he stroked you with his thumb. You close your eyes at the electrifying contact.
He was always in love with you and didn't want to hurt you. In fact at this moment he was dying inside. He was jealous. He felt cheated and cheated. His brother had managed, again, to steal from him one of the things he craved most. If only this moment was just for the two of you and he didn't have to share you with the...beast that stood behind you, expectant in conversation. He didn't know how long his patience would last for the wait and could only wait impatiently for your response.
You nod and just look at him. "Yes, Hakkai." You lean in and raise your hands to cup his cheeks now. "I want this, if you are here...". You delicately kiss his lips and he kisses you back in a little hum. Taiju, on the other hand, laughs bitterly again.
"That's...such a good girl." He turns you around and breaks your kiss to kiss you himself now. As he looks at his little brother from the side to show him who is in control. He flashes you an angry middle finger and starts to take off his shirt without taking his eyes off both of you. He wastes no time and rips off his belt in a loud jingle. His pants and boxers fall to the floor in a thud.
The bed sinks to within inches of your ass and wraps its hands around your waist. You pull away from Taiju's kiss and just turn your head to kiss Hakkai. You had joined a dangerous game.
All three of you were naked. Taiju's grunts were scattered throughout the room along with yours, which were muffled by Hakkai's cock. You were lying on your back in the center of the bed. Your head was lying on the soft, comfortable cushion. Your hair was wet from sweat. Your jaw ached and you were trying to concentrate to get his whole member in to make it feel good, but Taiju's hard thrusts on your nerve center didn't help. He was rocking you constantly and you found it almost impossible to keep it in your mouth for more than five seconds at a time.
"Fuck..." growls Taiju. "You should see your face right now...you're quite the princess...taking his cock...like a good whore." Her hands pull her wet hair back to keep it from covering up tremendous view.
"Shit...T/n" Hakkai couldn't stop moaning your name. Surely he wasn't content with just that. But he thought otherwise. With every hard thrust, his member escapes from your mouth and that gave him even more pleasure. Passing from your small mouth to the outside caused your lips to squeeze the head of his cock, shuddering his member even more. "You're doing good, beautiful. Don't stop... please." Hakkai looks at you tenderly and strokes your forehead to push away some sweat-glued curls.
His touch was welcoming. His warmth, his kindness. Instead your pussy was still being abused. The hard and constant thrusts had made your heat grow on your lower belly. You arch your waist and try not to move your head too much, so as not to lose the rhythm the three of you had achieved, you grab Hakkai's cock with one hand, while with the other you grip the sheets ready to let yourself be flooded by your orgasm.
"That's it..." laughs the black dragon cheekily. "See little brother, that's how you pleasure a woman to make her come on your cock...just...like this." His last two words had become ragged along with his moans. "Oh, shit.... I cum...". You let go of Hakkai's cock and moan his name as he makes one last thrust into your cervix. Taiju grunts like a monster and pulls your cock out to cum on top of your abdomen. Marking what he considers to be his in these moments. Thick strands of cum shot out onto your belly. Some even splashed onto the center of your breasts.
"Haa....Haa....." He laughs baring his fangs. "That's how you mark someone." His finger slides from the top down, trailing his cum in a slowly cooling white line until he reaches your aching clit to stroke it with his thumb in a circular motion. You moan and arch your hips at the painful contact. "God, like a fucking cat in heat." You look away to your little brother. Hakkai still has his hand on your head and is still just as hard as before and even harder. This is the first time he hears you moaning from an orgasm. Orgasm that he didn't bring on for you and that makes him a little jealous. "Come on, little brother." He hums in a teasing voice. "I didn't cum inside her for you to do it for me. I know how in love you are for her."
"Fucking cunt." Hakkai mumbles in an angry whisper. You were absent minded enough to not hear about half of the confrontation the two brother were having right now. Taiju laughs again and stands up. He was hard again even after finishing cumming just seconds ago. He rummages around in his leather jacket and pulls out the cigar box and his lighter. After two tries he lights the cigar and sighs out a heavy, gray smoke. "I'm going out for a smoke. Take care of her in the meantime." With a bang he closes the sliding window, leaving a trail of cigar and some cool evening breeze.
Hakkai sighs and lies down next to you "Are you okay?". He asks somewhat scared, he knows how brutish his brother can be, instead for you you had reached heaven with his onslaught.
"Hakkai..." You join him and kiss him with desire. He opens his eyes though he eagerly kisses you back. Your hand caresses his shaven head and he holds the back of your neck so as not to pull you away from your tender kiss just yet. "You came." You smile.
"Of course I've come. That letter.... was sent to you by me. It was mine." You whisper almost with tears in your eyes. If he ever knew Taiju was going to take advantage of the situation he would have never sent that fucking letter. He fucking loves you. He's so angry at this unexpected turn of events. This wasn't what he wanted for the two of you.
"Hakkai, I'm sorry...if I had recognized your handwriting I would never have accepted Taiju, but I...Taiju likes me too so..." You are interrupted when Hakkai shuts you up with a rough kiss. He grabs both hands and places them on top of your head as he hovers over you, trapping you with his strong legs. You feel his hard cock rub against your intimacy and you sigh.
"I don't want you to utter those words." He confesses. "I don't want to hear you say that you also prefer my...brother." You stare at him wide-eyed, not questioning anything he feels for you. It's normal. The feelings Hakkai are being teased out by your indecisiveness in choosing one of the two.
Who did you really like better? Can one be in love with two men at once and still not know which one your heart belongs to?
Hakkai takes a few seconds to consider. Without mentioning any words, he smiles at you and your heart flips. He is so good. He then settles between your legs and caresses your aching thighs with both hands, looking down at your center with a sad smile. "I wish I could have been the first one for you...". He whispers almost in an inaudible sound. His ears are red and his face flushes every time his eyes roam over your figure.
"I want you for tonight, just for tonight and as long as Taiju smokes that nasty cigarette, to be mine. Even if later I can never have you again, I want to make love to you for tonight." He doesn't look away from yours. His eyebrows are raised and his voice is slow and low. Every word was flooded with feelings that drown your heart like a drifting ship.
You bring a hand to her cheek and stroke her hair in the sweetest way. "Hakkai...". You needed to find the right words. "I promise you...after tonight everything would be the same as before and..." you lean in a little to give him a small kiss on the lips "I would like to talk about many things in depth...if you want it too."
He squeezes your thighs and pulls you down in a jerk, placing his tip at your entrance. He hovers over you a little to grab a condom from the bedside table, opens it and places it on his member while you keep looking at him. His collarbone, his pecs that go down into a beautifully defined abdomen ending in the gorgeous V of his pelvis. You liked everything about Hakkai. Although you liked more his personality, how nice and attentive he was to you.....
With a jerk your thoughts are clouded as with one lunge he inserts his member inside you, stretching your plush insides. "Shit...you feel good" He gasps and looks down at you.
"Tell me if it hurts." Hearts are coming out of your eyes at this instant. Even though Taiju has stretched you enough, he's still worried about not hurting you. You groan when his head touches your sensitive, spongy spot.
"Aah, Hakkai, there it is...there I like it...a lot." You sigh and clutch at his back, washing your fingertips across his shoulder blades.
"That's where you like it, sweetheart?" you slowly withdraw and reinsert yourself in a sure, firm lunge, pulsing your pleasure again.
"MMmhmm" You hum to give him an answer. The words had gotten stuck in your throat.
"Very, very much. Do you like it if I do it like this?" Hakkai gyrates his hips and delivers another thrust. The hair on his pelvis brushes against your clit and you moan at the rapping, silky touch. He grunts as you squeeze your walls along his length.
"Keep going...don't stop." Hakkai's ego slowly swells and his onslaught becomes a steady dance that never ceases. He crushes you to the mattress and sinks both hands to the sides of your head, beginning a passionate kiss as if it's the last time he could give you one. His tongue explores your mouth and you try to keep up with his rhythm. He bites and sucks on your lower lip. Your hands tighten and caress his back, moving up the nape of his neck, which bristles.
"I like you...I've liked you forever, beautiful." Hakkai moans with every word. He lunges your body and your waist arches. The orgasm builds inside you again. His words excite you more than you could ever wish for and his cock touches the entrance to your womb, feeling his entire cock enter it.
"Hakkai...Hakkai..." You sing in his ear. Skin on sweaty skin. Praise and confessed feelings, along with Hakkai making love to you causes you to explode in an intense orgasm. You scream and whimper just as Hakkai cums seconds after your walls pump him into a hot, spongy prison. He gasps and moans your name too, collapsing ecstatically onto your body trying to control erratic breaths. He deposits a soft kiss on your head and looks at you lovingly.
"Hakkai..." You say his name again. For him, hearing it come from your lips was his dream come true. A dream that is interrupted when Taiju re-enters the room, slamming the window shut. Your body immediately startles and your hearts race.
"Well, well..." He walks over towards you. "I see you two had fun after all." He arches an eyebrow at his brother and flashes a wolfish grin with a mixture of derision. "Now let's enjoy the three of us together." You don't understand what he's saying until you see Taiju pounce towards the bed. He hovers over your body and Hakkai curses your name.
He is still inside you, half an erection formed, though when your walls tighten around him he grunts. Taiju wraps his body around behind your back and pulls you into a sideways position. He lifts your thigh with his big powerful hands and places points his hard cock towards your pussy. You open your eyes wide as you realize the true intentions and look at Hakkai triggering your state of alarm. He just bites his lips in serious eyes. We can't deny that Hakkai is still a man with fantasies, after all, and he too has his own selfish needs, no matter how little he likes the idea of sharing your tight hole with his brother, he instantly gets hard again. You look at him and frown a little in a look like a deer when it sees it's about to be hunted by its predators.
"If yours goes in so can mine, relax, princess." He whispers in your ear with a tone full of mischief. Slowly he pushes himself inside you, crushing Hakkai's cock in your latera in the process. "Oohhh fuuuuck!".
"Shit, shit, shit, shit" Hakkai squeezes his eyes shut trying not to cum.
"Shit, it hurts, it hurts..." You grunt in deep breaths. You try to inhale and exhale to calm your heart. Your pussy stretches and you spread your legs a little wider in a desperate attempt.
"Haa, haa, look Hakkai. Look how you spread your legs for us." You sink at last in a full onslaught and push past the boundary where Hakkai had reached with his cock. His cock was too cold.
"You dirty bastard..."
Your body was shivering. Having two cocks inside you was something you considered supernatural and almost impossible. "I can't take...that much" you whimper and grab Hakkai's arms. "I need...I need you to move now, please" You plead. Tears threaten to come and your agony builds into a pleasure you can't take any longer. You're just as horny as the two brothers. You want it. You need it. And you don't mind begging for it.
Taiju laughs at your pleas and is the first to get up the courage to move. Hakkai grunts at the feel of his hateful brother's length sliding over yours and sighs as he lunges at you. Now it is Hakkai's turn and he does the same. Your head sinks into Hakkai's chest to find comfort and you groan as they begin to move.
For a moment the two brothers stare at each other in a silent confrontation from which sparks fly. Gradually they agree on their movements and establish a back-and-forth that complements each other. The two Shiba brothers ride your pretty pussy. Their moans fill both your ears and their breaths fog your body.
Your mind is lost, you find yourself in a heaven of pleasure. The heads of their limbs touch your spongy spot and threaten to enter inside your womb. From your eyes came out hearts and from your mouth came out moans of pure pleasure.
Taiju's lips running down your neck and shoulders. Hakkai's hands holding and caressing your thighs. Your pussy was being worked well and you were thrilled.
"Beautiful..." Hakkai whispers as he kisses you passionately.
"Oh, princess..." growls Taiju as he bites your shoulder.
Having the two Shiba brothers in the same heart had led you to conclude on this romantic adventure. Both brothers loved you. One was eros love while the other felt agape love for you.
Your eyes go white and you reach the best orgasm you've ever had in your fucking life. By now you should know the difference between the different types of love. Only you can choose the one you think is best for you after this dark night....
"Thank you for delivering the letter to me, Hakkai." You confess as the two brothers flood your insides with thick ropes of cum, screaming your name in perfect unison.
Okay. I've been thinking for a while about writing about One Piece characters. In my mind I have everything, I just need to capture it. I had thought about choosing a series of themes and writing about them.
I'm excited about the Monster Trio
Do you like the idea? All topics are welcome, I just desperately need to write about them.
CW: A short four-chapter story about a romance between Eris and Jushiro Ukitake.
Word count: 2K
N/A: The end of this passionate and short story. I hope you enjoyed it.
Small crashing sounds could be heard in the distance. The thunderous storm that had formed not a few minutes ago was taking center stage over the streets of the Seireitei. The wind blew over the gutters and crashed against the roof, making hissing noises against the walls.
The numerous blows of the rain breaking on the misted glass is relegated to the background, forming an ideal winter atmosphere. Only our ragged breaths could be heard. My moans drowned out along with Jushiro's, who was on top of me.
The fireplace crackles with a huge fire that illuminates and warms the entire room. Keeping the warmth of our naked and sweaty bodies.
My body was stretched out on the huge soft rug placed in front of the fireplace and my long hair was scattered all over the area. My hands trying to reach Jushiro's arms, who looms over me as he places open kisses on different places on my chest. His left hand grips my hip and occasionally lowers to squeeze my lower belly slightly. His right hand, or rather his fingers, are stretching my insides.
The small cans of different oils and lubricants are lying on the floor. Some open and others are already halfway through. There are different colors and from where I am I can guess that there are three or four. Aren't they the same boats that are used in the human world?
"You like it like that? I need to stretch you very well so that everything can enter". I swallow a ball of saliva and he continues saying:
"They say that women have a point of pleasure if you know how to look for it well. Maybe if I bend my fingers forward a bit I can find yours,” she whispers, and a few strands of her white hair cascade down my arms as I arch my back in pleasure, letting out a little squeak. "Wow, I think it wasn't very difficult to find it." He laughs happily at his achievement.
"That... I already knew..."
"Oh really? Have you touched yourself many times before?". Her fingers move slowly over my insides and she stretches me deliciously.
"Just…just normal" I moan and try to close my legs, but he opens them again with his other hand.
"And what is normal for you?" He reaches down and hooks my left nipple between his teeth to tug at it and then looks at me. "Normal for you may be too much for me."
My hips arch. This man wants to kill me. He's taunting me with a patience that burns me deep. I guess it's his little revenge.
"I didn't use to touch myself much" .
"I don't believe it, you little liar" .
"Do I have the face of touching myself a lot?" I raise my head and fix my gaze on her dilated pupils. God, what beautiful eyes.
"You have the face of being someone who touches only the normal" .
"Jushiro..." My head hits the carpet again.
"Mmm?"
"Stop teasing me."
He laughs and continues to grind his fingers against the same bulge stuck inside me. Her eyes wander over my body, studying it. As if this moment was the last one she has to appreciate my body and record it in her memory.
"I think you're dilated enough for me now." He pulls away from my body a bit and I feel too empty when his fingers withdraw from me. She turns a little to search in a small box and I stop to appreciate her body a little more.
Jushiro was the typical tall and thin man. Not skinny enough to be skinny, but thin enough to know that under his clothes he wasn't like the typical man with an inordinate width and many muscles.
He has a perfect form. His shoulders are broader than I thought and in them he hides powerful muscles that make his shoulder blades stand out along with the silky sheen of his pale skin. His forearms are also sculpted from the countless days of training and battles he has participated in, ending in large, powerful hands that look too small compared to mine when he takes them in his.
Ahead it was just as powerful. His face was outlined and pretty, which was accentuated by his long hair that gave him that angelic touch and soft gaze, along with his jaw, which was perfectly carved.
His square, well-positioned shoulders further framed his clavicle, highlighting his worked chest, ending in a cascade of abs that reached the V of his pelvis. There she hid a thin line that was expanding into the depths of her underwear, encircling her phalanx.
My eyes stop at his erect member. I'm lying if I said I'd never seen one before, but what I could say is that he didn't look the same as Jushiro's. Everything about this man's exterior could be so idyllicly perfect that it was disconcerting. But all those perfect features were evened out by the chaos he endured inside of him. After all, no one in this world is as perfect as he appears on the outside.
"Is that little box from the human world, too?" I ask trying to divert the question from her after being caught looking at her member.
"Wow, do you like what you see?". I didn't even notice that Jushiro had already turned around.
"It would shock you to know that I have too much of the human world. Some are even brought by Shunsui from his… countless visits" He looks away to the lube bottles that are at the bottom of the carpet and I raise an eyebrow, understanding what he means.
"I can imagine." He laughs and looms over me again, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
"Are you ready?" Her lips continue to spread loving kisses all over my face and I smile, running my fingers to brush away her hair that stands between us.
"Yes… of course". I get a little bit in his arms and he, as always, doesn't miss a single detail.
"If you don't want to do it, we can take it easy." He looks at me with worried eyes. “Honestly, I would never force you to do something you don't want to do.
"No, no honey. You are perfect and all this is wonderful...
"But…?" Go ahead for me.
"I just want you to go slow, okay?"
Jushiro freezes for a moment, then chuckles. His breath hits my hair in a cool puff.
"I don't think I'm going very fast with my condition and, after all, today is a special day that I'd like to enjoy calmly" I laugh too. It's mostly to release tension.
-Love, I…"
"I know honey, don't worry about it." His thumb caresses my jaw and he raises my face to look at him:
"Do you want to try putting the condom on me?" His eyes sparkle with amusement. I open my mouth and try to get the words out, but I've gone blank.
"And… why don't we try something better?" Jushiro lowers his hand with the condom and shows me a look of doubt and surprise. I follow:
"There are much better things than penetration itself".
"Stimulation…"
"The stimulation" We repeated in a whisper in unison.
"Wow, looks like I'm not the only one who knows about sex." I lean into him and now the tables are turned. His body is stretched out on top of the softness of the carpet and mine astride his musculature.
The dim light of the fire illuminates my bare breasts that rise in all their splendor before him. My hair settles around my shoulders and falls to my waist. Jushiro grabs a few strands and pulls back slightly causing my hips to arch. Our limbs brush against each other and we both moan at each other's warmth.
The pre-cum drips from his member and rises in slight pulsations, as if looking for the hole in which it needs to fit. My intimacy slides over her pelvis, rubbing directly on my clit and I see the stars while I continue riding our sweet agony.
"You're not the only one who has read erotic... literature, my dear." A few months ago I found a section on erotic literature on the large shelves. I had already read quite a few before during my time at the academy, but since the tomes were so expensive I didn't usually buy many and even though I came from a noble family with money, I didn't want to depend on anything that came from my mother.
"You found…my secret section faster than I expected." His chest swells and grows larger at my sight. I place both hands on her abdomen while continuing to rock us.
The head of his member hits my sore, swollen clit square and I howl with pleasure.
"Was this one of those positions recounted in the book?" He bites her lip and looks down at our rubbing members.
"Don't be so… cheeky, 'Shiro…" My waist aches from his tight grip. I don't know if he's about to come, but with each touch, the knot in my lower belly is starting to grow along with a feeling of… wanting to go to the bathroom.
Jushiro notices my concern. I'm starting to think he has a sixth sense for detecting my emotions.
"Don't stop moving like that… that's right, don't stop." I know you're on the brink
The splash of our legs mixes with her sweet, sinful words and my moans with her name. Which Jushiro is a knight? And shit. Nobody except me knows how he behaves himself in bed. And according to him, he hadn't seen anything yet.
"Do not move away and enjoy the sensations". With each movement and with each word my lower abdomen moves in waves of electric sensations. The senses of touch and hearing are sharpened, I can only focus on him.
My mouth opens half-open moaning his name. Her hips continue to move at a slow but steady pace, enough to make me want more, but at the same time settle for the gentle slowness that is even better.
How long have we been heating up like this? After what seems like an eternity to me, my orgasm builds and I am overwhelmed by the strong sensation that is coming.
"Shiro, I can't take it anymore" I moan and sway even faster.
“Mmm. Yes... come on precious". He said panting while giving you pleasure.
I had already reached my limit, all that was already enough for me. I felt the electric shocks again as he squared off several exquisite points against my clit, along with his involuntary contractions.
He kept holding my waist and his face contracted into a grimace of pleasure until we both felt it at the same time. I was the first to ride the big, heavy wave of orgasm and he was next when he heard me moan his name.
Puffs of air come out of my mouth and my orgasm spreads through my entire body, from the tips of my pouting toes, through my spine, to my head in a delicate exhausting dizziness and I release all my orgasm hot and watery on his cock. Jushiro's body tenses under my hands and his gaze lowers from my face to our members, not knowing which of the two was better to look at. Both views fascinated him.
We both try to stabilize our emotions, wanting to come to our senses. I calm down a bit and dare to look down at the mess between our legs. His semen is found spread in various areas of our skin. Vast amounts of white liquid cradle her belly and even fill her belly button. My pussy is confused between part of his semen and my liquid orgasm. My first squirting orgasm.
"'Shiro…". I fall on his chest slowly and place my lips on his in a kiss of love.
"I love you." He confesses between the kiss before I can do it first. I smile happily and full of affection.
"I love you too" I pull away and hug him tightly by the neck. I want to feel his body, to know that he is by my side and that everything that has happened has been real and not just a dream. I want to show him that I love him too much and that I am the happiest woman next to him.
“Honey…I…I'm drowning". I laugh when I realize that I have exerted too much force.
"Oh Love" . I look at him sweetly.
"Come here" . He positions me better next to his and wraps me in his arms. My face rests on her chest and our legs, still wet, wrap around each other to continue keeping the heat they emanate. His hands caress my hair in light massages and I give his several kisses on her cheek. "Let's stay like this tonight."
The fireplace continues to crackle maintaining its glowing glow. The mainmast had already burned away, but the same cozy warmth as before continued to surface. The rain had stopped for a while outside the house and only our relaxed breaths could be heard, succumbing to the itching and exhaustion of the dark night.
And with one last kiss on the lips we fell asleep on the carpet.
Life always takes too many turns. We spend a lot of time longing for something that we think will never come to us, but we don't take advantage of what we have at the moment. Time puts things in their place and everything comes slowly, without pressure.
Everything you want to have, you will have. Just be patient and enjoy what you have in the present. Don't rush anything.
CW: A short four- chapter story about a romance between Eris and Ukitake Jushiro.
Word count: 2K
N/A: Third chapter. We are almost at the end. I had to split it into two parts. Enjoy :)
And that is how the strange story of my life began in which I ended up married in a marriage of convenience to the captain of the thirteenth division. A quiet, noble man who wouldn't kill a fly. Faithful and honest. Who showed me more things during our rigged marriage than anyone else.
All women dreamed of meeting their ideal partner, their better half. Sharing a few years of life together and moving into a small house to start a life as a couple and, if all went well, get married, have children and live together for the rest of their lives.
I was the exception to the rule, going against the grain of the other girls I met at the academy. My wedding took place two weeks later, with the fewest guests; My grandfather Yamamoto. Shunsui, along with her lieutenant Nanao, Rukia, Ukitake's lieutenant, and Amore. Not even my mother deigned to show up. Something that in a certain part reassured me. He didn't want to see her haughty smile saying “I told you so”, with those viper eyes that only she knew how to put on.
Amore took it well. He didn't blame me for what happened and gave me all the advice she could possibly know about marital relationships, even though she had never been married.
Marriage was no problem in my position as captain of the Gotei 13. The only easy solution they could find was to move my division to the village next to Ukitake's house. Previously, it was used as a lodging house, which became practically a weapons warehouse over the years.
Both of our squadrons cleaned and restored some parts of the house to which we were to move by order of the Captain General and we soon moved there. She was delighted with the new place. It is true that it was much larger than my old house and Amore was also enchanted.
Even so, what scared me the most was the fact that they would call me after Ukitake's wife. Every time someone from his squad did it, the hairs on my body stood up and I couldn't suppress the hot shiver that ran down my spine.
I, Ukitake's wife. I still couldn't believe it. No way. After our wedding, we both got together to sign some papers and talk about what we would do in the next few weeks to better organize ourselves.
That night, when I went to lie on my bed, I felt empty. The newlyweds were supposed to sleep together in the marriage bed, right? I respected the decision, the truth is that I didn't feel safe either. Maybe we just needed to get to know each other a little more. And almost four months later living together with Ukitake, we learned several things from each other.
One of them was when I witnessed Jushiro's terrible illness. He had tuberculosis, which caused him to have good weeks and not so good others. Some nights he would wake up coughing and nearly choking on his own blood. He spent almost more time lying in the bed in the private infirmary of the fourth squad than in our bed. But it was something he couldn't complain about and I would never hold anything like that against him.
Although the best of all was that I was no longer ashamed to call him by his last name and he dared to call me by an affectionate nickname from time to time. We even slept together and spent most of the time together, signing papers and training together as long as his illness didn't stop him.
And so, little by little, we fell in love...
Winter nights were really hard. The frosts froze almost all the vegetation that was exposed to it in the long darkness of the night and in the mornings you could glimpse the small dew from the little flowers scattered throughout the garden. The small lake held a thin layer of frozen water. And Jushiro and I spent the coldest nights by the crackling fireplace that gave off a soothing warmth that melted the bone-chilling chill.
I open the door, tired from the long day at work. This month's paperwork hardly allowed me to stretch my back and the meetings were getting longer and longer.
"'Shiro, I'm home now". I love using that little nickname. It sounded so soft on my lips.
I leave the bag full of papers hanging on the rack in the entrance and take off my shoes while I hang up the kosode. At this time the house was completely empty, none of our lieutenants could break in, unless it was an emergency situation. Something that made me nervous being completely alone, living in the same house as him.
"Shiro?". He is neither in the living room nor in the kitchen. Maybe she was in her room, finishing up the paperwork. I gently approached the door and tapped lightly.
"Come in". He orders behind the door that separates us. I open it slowly and close it behind me as I watch my husband sit at his desk, several lights on, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere. As always, she had been right to think that he would find himself in her papers late at night.
"Are you okay? It's too late, honey.” A pang pierces my heart as I blurt out the nickname without thinking. But I can't contain it. Seeing him work so hard even though his illness prevents him from doing so much makes my heart sink.
Jushiro looks up and removes the glasses that adorn and outline her pretty face. His eyes sparkle in the candlelight as he gazes at me lovingly.
"Of course, my dear, you are right. He was just flipping through other files while he made time to wait for you— Before he could get up, I move behind his seat.
"Did it take me long to get back?". I say while my two hands rest on his shoulders that tense at the unexpected contact.
"Not too much, I've just started" .
"It could be relaxing, my love." Again, affectionate nicknames flood my lips. I can't contain it.
"I see. You can continue a while longer if she feels like it". I begin to massage by moving my fingers over her kosode, and taking the tension from her shoulders with the palms of my hands.
"Mmhm". He hums, concentrating on my movements. “I wish it was this relaxing to do paperwork every day.
"Really? And how could it be". His tone is gravelly and hoarse.
"You could come to bed with me."
"Yeah? What else" .
"Then we could take off our clothes," I whisper into the shell of her ear, lightly licking her lobe.
"Go on," he sighed, tilting his head. While I give several splashed kisses on her cheek.
"And…". Sigh. "We could end up making love, in front of the fireplace" .
"Is that what you want?" She—she pushes away from the table and stands up, standing in front of me. Right now Jushiro seems so tall and powerful to me. "Do you want me to make love to you? His thumb brushes my lip as his palm cups my cheek.
"Yes, that's what I want, 'Shiro.
"Since when?"
"From the beginning. Since a month ago. For several days". I confess. She had been longing for her touch for too long. A woman has needs to satisfy. Just like the men, but Jushiro knew very well how to suppress his own. But not me.
"Oh honey. Why didn't you tell me before? I could have done anything to satisfy you.” Her other arm wraps around my waist, pulling me closer to hers. I suppress a hot shiver. The butterflies in my lower belly flutter nervously inside me.
"I didn't want to interfere with your homework and I didn't want you to make too much effort with your condition," I whisper close to her lips without taking my eyes off her pretty eyes.
"A stupid illness isn't going to stop me from making love to my dear wife." Jushiro picks me up off the ground and supports me with his hands, squeezing my butt. In the short way our mouths join in a fierce kiss. Longed for by both.
This last month we have lived together in an unbearably delicious tension. When I didn't catch him looking at me, he was the one who caught me. Neither of them bothered to hide it. The desire was palpable and we knew what we wanted, but none of us dared to take the first step.
But tonight we have managed to take the step that broke our little barrier.
He pulls me gently onto his bed, our shared bed for a few months. I smirked showing my fangs as he untied his obi and tossed him into the air, not caring where he landed.
towers over me Her arms sink into the mattress and she rises to my level, still looking at me.
"Tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it for you." He slowly lowers himself to my lips and deposits a chaste kiss. "Never suppress your needs with me again." I want you to trust me and show me what you want.
"Jushiro." He sighed heavily. "You're so…good to me."
"You deserve all the good that is in my power to give you".
"Really, would you give me what I wanted?" I squeeze my thighs in an attempt to calm the pain that pulses in my intimacy.
"Yes, my love" He notices the way I squirm and his arms caress my arms and waist.
"Then teach me." Show me things that I have never seen and make me feel sensations that I have never experienced. I arch my back off the mattress. Trying to reach her abdomen to provoke some fiction.
"As ordered by my dear wife". He deposits a small kiss in the center of my chest, half-naked by the movement.
Jushiro slowly unties my obi and opens my robe in two, revealing what is hidden underneath.
The cold air caresses my bare skin, which stands on end at the change in temperature and my nipples grow excited, taking time to contemplate my body, which shines with the reflection of the candlelight.
"Mmhm". He hums, but he doesn't caress my skin. She smiles, but she doesn't move her mouth over my touch. She was making me nervous.
"Jushiro..." I reply impatiently.
"Shh, calm down." Let me enjoy the views that your body shows me... I haven't discovered the best part yet.
After a few more seconds, his hands rest on either side of my waist and his fingers hook into the elastic. With two light touches he asks me to raise my hips so he can lower my pants.
When he does he drags my panties together and I close my thighs as the air caresses full into the moisture of my folds, swallowing a sudden sigh.
"Oh no, no, dear. Open them. He looks through her bangs, patiently waiting for me to obey her request. It was clear that he couldn't do it all and I open them again showing him femininity. "Good girl, that's it."
He positions himself between my legs and with his fingers separates the folds of my pussy.
"Jushiro...it's not fair..." I groan. "I'm the only one who...is...naked." Mmmh— Her thumb caresses my throbbing bulge and I relax between her legs, arching my back against her finger.
"Do you like it better that way?". His finger begins to move in slow circular movements.
"No...Jushiro, undress." Please" I beg. I plead with the only man I love. He deserved my pleas.
"Well then, you undress me." He grabs me by the hips and we roll on the bed. He sinks under me, straddling and sitting on her pelvis. "Do you feel my erection?" He smiles showing her teeth. Damn Jushiro.
I do not answer. This man is supposed to be sweet and kind and here I am, under him and listening to how dirty he talks to me.
"I think I could get used to you talking to me like that," I confess as I sway.
"As well as?". Laughs in a serious intonation. She bites her lower lip when my privacy fits her member over her clothes.
"I wonder what expression Shunsui would have if he heard you say all those dirty words." Jushiro laughs making my heart race.
"My dear, there's nothing Shunsui doesn't know about me. We know each other from the academy. He caresses me and squeezes my thighs tenderly.
"Oh yes of course. She had omitted that detail". My hands rest on his chest. I open her robe and he pulls his arms away from her, then nervously picks up the garment and drops it to the floor with a thud. "I want to know everything about you."
"Then we have a long night ahead of us."
Jushiro sits up and takes my lips with his, melting into a slow and soft kiss. I didn't care that this man was so peaceful and slow, after all he couldn't make much effort and I wasn't the one to force him.
I would just let everything flow between us. We had a lot of time ahead of us to get to know each other. And for now I just wanted to enjoy his good company...
Rating: just a Mikey too needy for you. You know this shit. Kids please DNI, don't read this if you can't stand it.
Word Count: 614.
N/A: It's Easter here, but I'm not thinking in a very holy way. The order box is open.
I could really drag this shit out longer, just let me think. I hope you enjoy this little scenario, sinner ;)
Manjiro was a lot of things. To an overprotective parent he could be a bad influence on his children. To a teacher nearing retirement age he was the worst nightmare he could have. To the girls he was either the most handsome or the most overrated, to the other thinking group that is, of course. To you, Mikey, he could be many things regardless of whether he was good or bad.
The privilege was that only you really knew him and had been able to see him in so many facets that you had nothing new left to see. Except for a desperate, needy, bloated Mikey clamoring for all your pretty figure.
"Oh, honey, I couldn't stand another day without you by my side." He said as he rammed another thrust between your legs until he buried his cock so deep inside you that you were almost beginning to think he wanted to get inside you. Something inhuman because he was filling you up too well.
You groaned in response and let out a high-pitched sigh full of pride. After spending almost two weeks on a field trip you knew Mikey was on the verge of insanity and fever from enduring so many weeks without sex.
By now his hair was so wet from sweat that it stuck to his forehead and clung to the back of his neck. Her naked body, and also sweaty from the embarrassment in the air, emitted lewd clicks and sounds each time she made one more lunge on your center moistened with your intermingled juices.
"Don't ever leave me so alone for two weeks again." He whimpers for every lunge he gives. Or rather he whimpers because he's so immersed in building up another orgasm that he didn't even realize he had cum inside you three times already.
You couldn't feel your legs and your clitoris was rubbing between the chink of pleasure and the hint of pain from being massaged too much.
You giggle softly at such behavior on the part of your sweet boyfriend. "Oh come on, precious. Don't overdo it so much, after all the two weeks have flown by."
Mikey grunts and gives you another lunge. It almost seemed like you being gone for two weeks was still pissing him off. "You'll say that for yourself. I've had to...put up with my...idiot...brother...". He gasps. You notice how his cock has grown thicker and his movements become a little more awkward and irregular.
Just for tonight you will let him quench his thirst for pleasure with your body. After all, there will be more nights to pursue your own orgasm with his cock, just as he is doing with your pussy. So tender and needy.
"Don't leave...my side, okay? Promise me...love...oh." With each thrust her orgasm was growing. His skin went goose bumps and in a last attempt to make you reach the peak of climax with him, he brought his thumb down to your swollen clit to stroke it, this time, very gently and slowly. "I'm going to fuck you every day to make up for lost time."
You moan and scream his name, just thinking about Mikey being possessive and toxic as he fucks you. You bite your lips and squeeze your eyes shut as you orgasm along with the blond as he desperately moans your name and continues to lunge into your soaking wet, sated pussy.
After four or three more onslaughts, he falls on top of you. Both bodies sweaty and glued together. The atmosphere smelled of sex and his chest rose and fell on yours. His breath colliding against your neck, along with your sweet over-worked center only made you think one thing....
CW: A short four-chapter story about a romance between Eris and Jushiro Ukitake
Word count: 3K
N/A: Second chapter of the short story. Enjoy :)
I have never had any complaints from my family. I have not lacked for love from my father, a wealthy merchant nobleman who made his living traveling. That may be the reason why my mother always paid for her own loneliness since her husband was not close to her, she paid for it with me.
For as long as I have had the use of conscience I have always had to conduct myself with the proper manners of a lady. She dressed well, at first, of course. She used to wear pretty pastel dresses and short hair, just the way my mother liked it. I was a doll to her.
"Straight posture when you eat, only look down when you have to choose the cutlery". He replied with a ruler in his hand. I always hated that rule. Every time she made a wrong step, she would squash it against the back of my hand as punishment. "Do it again! This is not how a lady has to act".
So the years passed. Hidden under the roof of my large, cold room, papered with drawings and floral motifs. What was the use of putting a pretty wrapper if the inside was empty?
When I realized it, a few more years had passed. I was a teenager in her rebellious stage, tired of her mother and the life she led. It got to a point where I lost count of the tranquilizer pills I started taking. They made me feel free. Dizziness and tingling ran through my body every night that I lay in my lonely bed, longing to share it with someone one day. As well as having a friend, someone to whom I could relate the hectic adventures that I read about in my books or my own, and who would really listen to me. Until one day my mother discovered the box of pills that she kept.
I remember the anger in his eyes. I inherited that anger. I thought.
I remember the look of disappointment. That disappointment is what I feel for you.
I remember the pain of the slap he gave me on the cheek. It does not hurt me. Nothing you do to me hurts me anymore. Not anymore.
I remember how I instantly exploded. My heart was beating frantically and tears were pouring out of my eyes like waterfalls. The same tears she had held back for years. The next thing I remember was the flash she saw in the palm of my hand as she pointed at it.
"Daughter…" . At that moment my mother felt afraid. Afraid of me. For once she was the one who lowered her head to me.
That's how I found out she was a Shinigami. That's why my mother always kept me captive. Away from the other kids. So she couldn't awaken my power. Power that she knew that she possessed and she knew that if I realized it she would leave me to the academy to try to free me from the fate that she wanted to impose on me; follow her legacy and marry a rich nobleman.
So I did it. I went to the Shinigami academy where I studied and trained for many years. I became a smarter and stronger woman who knew how to defend herself and that every day she was more independent than the one before. The only thing the academy couldn't correct was my addiction to tranquilizers. After hard training I couldn't stop taking them. It was my excuse to get out of reality. A guilty excuse.
I was lucky to belong to one of the oldest noble families, the Ise family. Thanks to Nanao, I was recommended to countless positions and gradually rose through the ranks. Gaining the trust of the lieutenants and also being known by some of the Gotei 13 captains. And finally, after the betrayal of Aizen, Gin and Tosen and the subsequent war, I rose and took the position as the captain of the third division. .
For this I had to show my Bankai to the General Commander, who was in front of two other captains, I don't remember their faces but I do remember the expressions of astonishment on them, something that gave me even more confidence in my own abilities.
And my week ended there, or rather, this morning. When I kissed the captain of the thirteenth division as an excuse to get out of my troubles. And worst of all, not even with tranquilizers would I be able to forget that kiss. Well, I really don't know if you can call it a good kiss, but for me it was the best kiss he had ever given.
"Captain, the meeting!" Are you listening to me?". Says the little fairy right in front of my desk.
"That? Oh yeah. The meeting, of course". I loose lazily while my head hits the desk full of papers to finish signing.
"I'm telling you it's now, have you really heard me?" Her—I raise my head quickly, eyes wide open.
"I can't go to the meeting, Amore," I whisper loudly. "Not after what I've done." Tell them I got dizzy and they had to rush me to the fourth squad to treat me.
"What... what do you say, what have you done?" Wait, I'm missing something. Since this morning you've been too weird. Won't you tell me that...
"I haven't taken any tranquilizers in a week, Amore." Really, I'm healing and I haven't taken them again. Something just happened… this morning". Amore was the second person she knew to take tranquilizers, after Unohana, the captain of the fourth squad. More than once she had overdosed on pills and Amore had had to rush me to her squad, scared.
Poor thing, sometimes I felt sorry for what a good person this little fairy was.
"Then tell me what happened." We still have time.
"I wouldn't know where to start, it all happened too fast. Do you remember how I ran outside after seeing another fiancé that my mother had sent?" Amore nods repeatedly, listening without missing a detail with those big, pink eyes. "Well, I managed to hide from him, but I bumped into Ukitake and…"
"Ukitake?" Ukitake Jushiro… the captain of the thirteenth…". She interrupts me in surprise with her little wings fluttering.
“Yes, yes, the same one". I continue. "It turns out that… I kissed him". Amore opened his eyes and looked at me with his mouth open, which he closed again to try to tell me something, but the words couldn't come out of his lips. "Amore, say something for the love of the Shinigami god.
"Eris!" She shook her head in a last attempt to assimilate my words and jumped to hug me by the neck. "I'm so happy for you! You've finally kissed someone," she squealed excitedly.
"My God, you're more excited than me. And don't say I've never kissed someone, that's not true". She replied, pretending to be upset.
"It's just that you've never kissed someone before." He winks at me.
"But you'll be..."
"Well, come on, come on. You have a meeting waiting for you and a man who sure is looking forward to seeing you". He pulls me out of my seat and starts giving me little pushes.
Amore was a love fairy. We met in our academy years and we connected very well from the beginning. I would lie saying that we have never had our little fights when something bothered us about each other. We were so opposite, but at the same time we complemented each other so well. She had had too many boyfriends and I hardly spoke to men, she didn't interest me. I preferred to concentrate on my studies and training. She was crazy about romance and she was excited for me to live my own.
I was also excited to live my own romance, but I thought that no man was worth it and I had not liked any before. All men were the same, they tell you how much they love you and make false promises that they never keep. They want to have your children, but then they leave and leave you to your luck saying that “it was a mistake”.
"They're all the same," I blurt out loud.
"Don't be like that, you know he's different from the rest".
We reach the front gate and run into some captains who nod to me along with their lieutenants. I do the same, alert in case we run into the aforementioned. I don't want to imagine what Amore would do to get the two of us together.
To my luck, we sit at the long table and the meeting begins. As always, these last-minute meetings are just to discuss the goods of each noble clan and the economy. Attempts to improve houses, subsidies, etc. All too boring. Just as boring as the paperwork waiting for me in my office to be signed.
"Eris". A deep and old voice resonates.
"Yes," I nod calmly as I look at the Captain General, Yamamoto. Little by little the room empties. I hadn't realized that the talk had already ended.
"After the meeting I want you present in my squad".
Unable to give an answer, Yamamoto disappears into thin air along with his lieutenant Sasakibe.
"You heard it, I have to go right away."
"That? Eris, don't come back late tonight, you have too much paperwork to sign…"
I also disappear. I rise above the rooftops and jump freely across them. I have never felt so free, and I love this feeling. Despite the unexpected visits with suitors sent by my mother, I was free enough to do what I wanted and she was away from me. Very far.
I reach the main doors of the first squad almost out of breath. Like every day, there is a lot of bustle. People come and go with merchandise, papers and even weapons. Yamamoto was a busy man, but you could always see him as if he really didn't have all these people almost lining up outside his house, trying to finish their work and go home. It's Friday by God, everyone deserved a break, including me.
I make my way as best I can and meander trying not to collide with anyone, again. Once inside his estate, I proceed through the wide corridors towards the great main hall. Every footstep I take echoes in my ears and as I get closer to the door I can hear two other deep voices.
"Eris, finally. Go ahead". I hadn't even knocked on the door when Yamamoto noticed my spiritual pressure.
I inhale and hold the air in my lungs. I drop it again as I move forward and I can make out the other two men who were talking to him. Shit.
"Ooh, but it is Captain Eris. We haven't seen each other in a long time, my dear". Shunsui Kyoraku, the captain of the eighth division, as flirtatious as ever, comes over to greet me.
I just nod with my head showing a slight smile and I pass him by. I know this romantic man, always flirting with every woman he had in front of him. He could be very kind and respectful, but this side of him was too exaggerated for me. I prefer another type of… company.
Without hiding it, my gaze falls on the sweet green eyes of Ukitake who hasn't stopped watching me since I entered the room. The magnetism that is in overflowing. Our looks keep the secret of what happened this morning and we don't even try to hide it. I know it's a simple kiss, but both he and I were aware of our secret and kept our confidence under our smile. And I was starting to like that.
"Okay, Eris". Yamamoto breaks our bubble, with stern words that I didn't expect to hear. Much less in the presence of two other captains. "You're suspended. For a whole week you will make rounds on the southern wall of the Seireitei, as a watchman" .
"Wh... how?" I don't understand". I blink several times and frown upon hearing a suppressed laugh from Shunsui, who covers his mouth in a failed attempt to hide the laugh he's about to let out. He would kick her in the stomach if he could.
"It's not that simple, miss. I'm not going to let you wash your hands of just paying for the items you've destroyed and pretending nothing happened. Every action leads to a reaction and, therefore, to consequences. That's your punishment, girl. Don't make me angry".
"I think you heard me right. This morning you knocked down five market stalls and broke a lot of items in your great run. What were you thinking?
"OK OK. I know very well what I have done. But I can just pay for it and order new material. I don't have to do that.” I bring my fingers to the bridge of my nose and try to hide the fangs that threaten to snap out of anger.
I sigh in a groan as I look at him with my head down, I can't believe it. Shunsui laughs at me with all the air he has accumulated in his lungs and Ukitake looks at me with a sheepish smile, feeling that the altercation has come to light.
"Grandma…". Before even pronouncing a word I am interrupted. The room swings open again, the doors bouncing off the room's walls. The guards try to grab the sulking, red-faced man walking towards us. Short, wrinkled and fat, poorly dressed and sweaty. I think he was beginning to hate the god of fate, if there was one good for me.
Gilbert, my pursuer and self-proclaimed as my mother's new suitor, had interrupted the room.
"I demand to speak to the legal representative of this rude brat!" He pointed his disgusting index finger at me as he hurried to my side. "This humiliation is not going to stay like this!". Shunsui stops laughing and looks serious, as does Ukitake, who reluctantly looks at Gilbert.
I brace myself for whatever action is about to come and reach my hand to my Zanpaku-to. I would like nothing more in the world than to cut off his head. And I wouldn't mind showing my Bankai before him.
"You little girl...!"
A loud bang resounds. Our spiritual pressures are plunged to the pressure emanating from Captain Yamamoto, he is angry. And a lot.
"No one breaks into my house without my consent!" His voice is furious and his eyes widen to look at the man across the room. -Long!
"Excuse me, captain". Gilbert bows down. "I have been forced to interrupt your meeting in search of this spoiled and disobedient girl". He looks at me with a red face from the embarrassment he is containing.
"Get straight to the point, so I don't have all day."
"The noble Mrs. Tremaine, mother of Eris, promised me to marry this… with her daughter, if she would sign some authorized documents". She looks at me with contempt. "And just this morning, when I show up at her house, she runs away, refusing to sign my promised pact".
I blink several times. "That my mother… what?". I question showing my fangs. My mother had prepared all this behind the back, is she serious? If before she wanted to cut off this man's head, now she wanted to cut off one more.
"Shut up, insolent! Here the wounded has been me". She looks away from my face and looks at Yamamoto to continue telling the facts. "And just when I finally find her, she's with that man, kissing him. Sullying my noble honor". He says pointing to Ukitake, we all turn our heads towards him, who remains too serious for my liking.
"Have you kissed the captain of the third squad and I just found out now?" Shunsui looks at his best friend with a mischievous smile on his lips. “My, I didn't know you'd go this far, my friend".
"That?". Ukitake finally reacts and looks at him with a slight tic in his eyebrow. I believe that we are all in an unexpected situation that is difficult for us to assimilate.
"And what do you want me to do with your noble problems?" In the first place, no outsider can enter the gates of Seireitei and you have been allowed to pass.
"I have papers that allow me to step on this floor, just as I have the paper that commits me to marry her". She looks at me. "If you don't agree to marry me and you don't sign either, then you will find yourself plunged into a new commitment with the man who has sullied my honor as a noble, leaving me as an idiot… and yours as the eldest of the family whose title weighs on your shoulders".
The rage grew more and more inside me. I didn't care about the title, or the papers, or his honor as a man. This situation was absurd. My mother had promised a pedantic and wealthy nobleman that her daughter would accept her hand in the belief that she would not get no for an answer. It was thought that it would be too easy.
I clench my hands into fists and my face is hidden by twitching bangs. My spiritual pressure drives Gilbert's feet into the ground and he squeals like a startled pig.
"I would never marry a noble pig like you." No one told me this before and I was not warned in the first place. Never. I. I would marry. With you. You've understood?". I speak slowly, too calm for my surprise.
"Well, if you don't marry me, you'll marry the man who has sullied your family name," he puts it in this letter written by your mother. Gilbert falls back to the ground and I yank the letter from his filthy hands and look up at them.
"Grandpa… you have to understand me. I didn't know what else to do" My gaze trembles and Yamamoto looks at me helplessly for not being able to do anything about it.
"Grandfather? Jushiro, did you know that?". Shunsui's face is a picture right now. Of those of us gathered here, he is the most confused right now.
"My granddaughter, I understand your situation. But you already know the honor that nobles maintain in these situations and your mother was not going to overlook this, you already know her". She approaches my side and caresses my cheek with her hand "I'm sorry dear, I can't help you"
I sigh and close my eyes, crumpling the paper in my hand. Ukitake's warm hand rests on my shoulder to try to calm me down. A marriage of convenience? Not even in my worst nightmares would I have had to put up with this crazy situation.
"I'm sorry, Okitake. I never meant to bring you into this.” I turn to look at him apologetically. He was still just as serious, but his smile was reassuring and understanding.
In the end my mother had won by getting her way. She wanted her only daughter to one day marry a noble who was considered to be in good standing. All so that she could inherit the mines my father owned if I ever married someone.
I think I failed my father. He knew that at some point in my maturity I would become a difficult and ambitious woman. Eager to discover the world that awaited her outside and live many adventures during my long life as a Shinigami.
And without expecting it, the fate that I thought was horrible and heartbreaking, became the best coincidence of my entire life. And the one that made me the happiest and happiest in the world. Because coincidences exist for a reason and fate always puts people in their place over time.
N/A: to all of you who are having a hard time with menstruation. I'm on my days so I wrote this to feel some comfort. I hope you enjoy it :)
Fandom: Tokyo Revengers.
Word Count: 1328.
Warnings: dirty language, vaginal fingering, masturbation with a period, period pain. DNI minors, if you do not like this topic do not continue reading.
Rating: Draken helps you with your cramps…
Draken's arms held you still on the soft, fluffy mattress of his bed. A huge towel was spread under your body so as not to stain the freshly changed sheets from only a few days ago, emanating Draken's usual scent throughout the room. Impregnating in your nose.
"Wait...Ken...let me dry off a bit." You say somewhat nervously and uncomfortably at the same time.
"We've been over this, honey, you don't have to hide your body from me." You reply trying to remove the towel wrapped around your chest.
You had decided to go spend the afternoon at Draken's house to do some homework together and then watch some funny movie. However, the day got short and you didn't want to go home that night, so Draken asked you to stay for the night...but there was a slimy little problem.
"Just let me get dressed by myself, no need for you to do it today." You tug at the towel as he tries to almost rip it off your body. His strong hands were moving all over the sides of your bust, gripping your body so tight you felt like your core was going to explode for a second.
"I don't understand why you're being so evasive with me today." You laugh unflinchingly in your deep voice, never letting up in your struggle to see who has control of the towel. "If I'm always the one who dresses you after you shower."
"I understand, love, but I'm not in the mood." You confess carefully, trying to get his eyes on yours. He understands what you're trying to say and soothes his struggle, grabbing your arms gently and incorporating your body on the mattress.
"Is there something bothering you? I can change that if you're not comfortable." You roll your eyes, truly, sometimes men don't know how to take a hint.
"It's not that, love. I'm...just now I'm having my period and I'm cramping too much." You rub your somewhat swollen belly from your period.
Draken has always been concerned about your comfort and well-being when you've had your period, but just this month your hormones had mixed with the strong cramps and you didn't know if you were going to die from the pain or from the butterflies in your lower belly every time this big strong man touched you.
Thoughts of being touched, fucked and licked by him were more and more constant in your head.
"Oh, honey, you could have said that earlier." His gaze softens and he lays you back on the mattress as he hovers over your body and traps you with his arms. His mouth slowly moves to your ear and he gives it a gentle nibble before whispering in your ear. "So... the best thing to relax the cramps is a good orgasm." He laughs through his nose as he watches you swallow saliva and stay too quita under him.
"It's what you want isn't it?"
His hand reaches down and undoes the grip from under your left arm, untying and opening the rolled up towel. His eyes land on your swollen chest and nipples that looked too painful, giving it a gentle caress with both hands before resting the palm of his right hand on your belly. "I want to take care of you when you feel weak, and I also want to give you all the orgasms in the world to make you feel good and full of my love."
Your chest swells with love and thousands of butterflies flutter in your stomach. Seeing Draken confess something so intimate melts your whole heart.
"I love you... Ken." You whisper knowing that nickname drives him crazy. He smiles as he reaches his right hand towards your entrance and confesses:
"I love you too, baby. So let me do this for you." You moan as his fingers touch your labia majora.
The entrance wasn't too blood stained since you had just showered so you sigh in relief knowing you were clean. After all you didn't want to give him a bad impression, girl stuff....
"Your vagina is more swollen than other times." He says with a serious countenance as he spreads your legs a little wider so he can see your intimacy.
"Don't study it so much, for God's sake." You look at him and sigh. You didn't mind him doing it, nor were you a prude in that regard. But watching your boyfriend study your womanhood when you were menstruating and so weak made your hair stand on end as well as turned you on that he was doing it.
That this man had no taboos was a blessing.
Draken kept touching your entrance, pushing your labia majora aside with his index finger and thumb as he stroked the sides of your inner labia. Occasionally he would look up to see you arching over the mattress and thrusting your hips in an attempt to get his fingers into your glory. "I like that you're swollen, you make me hard just looking at you like this, gorgeous."
You cry out in a moan as he inserts his first finger into your entrance and exhale through your nose as you feel that little taste of being about to be masturbated with your period by your boyfriend.
His finger kept moving inside you, searching for the sweet button that made you go wild. "You snort too much, sweetheart." He growls in a chuckle without stopping working his fingers, inserting a second.
Thoughts leave your mind and you let yourself get caught up in the moment. Lying on the mattress as long as you were and with your legs slightly spread, you let Draken give you a "massage". Your back arches and you sigh his name with your mouth open. You grab the sheets with your hands and squeeze them tightly. His fingers found your sweet button and he kept grinding it over and over again. While with the thumb of his left hand he rolled in circles your swollen clit bringing you faster and faster to the ecstasy of orgasm.
From time to time, Draken, would murmur compliments like "Good girl", "That's it, you're doing great, honey", "That's it, love, relax for me", or "Let me do this and stretch your pussy good".
You couldn't take it anymore. You were so dizzy from his words and from the pleasure. The intensity of his fingers showered you with sweetness and his compliments excited you more and more, then reaching the roller coaster peak of your menstrual orgasm.
"Draken...I'm...about to...cum." You confess between moans as you writhe. At no point did Draken stop bumping into your sweet spot and the intensity of your orgasm closed into a tight knot in your stomach each time he touched it.
"Yes, baby, I know. Cum for me, my good girl." It only took you hearing this last word, along with a harder than normal twist on your clit for you to surrender and go down heading for the pleasurable abyss of your orgasm.
The stream of pleasure ran down your entire spine and your ovaries contracted from sheer pleasure. Your kidneys worked harder than usual and you felt the urge to go to the bathroom increase. So you relaxed and let all your fluids surround and soak Draken's fingers and the towel beneath you. Thanking you once again for being overly cautious.
In a final moan of pleasure, you moaned Draken's name and squeezed your vaginal walls over his fingers. He had squeezed every last drop out of you, you were too grateful to him.
"Good girl." He leans forward and separates a few strands that had stuck to your forehead, placing a soft kiss as he pulls his fingers out to move on to caress your relaxed abdomen. You smile with your eyes closed and give him a small kiss on the lips.
"Next time you're on your period I'll do more than stick my fingers in you, gorgeous..."
hi could you do a smut of taiju shiba having sex with the girl the hakkai likes, and the hakkai catches him in the middle of the act
N/A: Of course, my dear Billiexsa!🥰 Sorry for the long wait, I took my time to imagine a more separate story. I hope it suits what you want, it's the first assignment I've been given. I got a little carried away, but I hope you enjoy it :)
STOLEN: Taiju Shiba x Fem!Reader.
Fandom: Tokyo Revengers.
Word Count: +3k
Rating: Taiju steals Hakkai's love and tricks her into taking her to his room. NSFW Talk. Taiju being dominant and aggressive. Rough sex. Taiju being a red flag?
It's quite a long story to tell, but it could be summed up in that you had always been best friends with Hakkai Shiba.
When you were little you used to hang out at his house quite a bit, as sleepovers, along with his sister, Yuzuha, had become a fun little ritual.
You thought it was rather strange that his parents weren't at home or someone was taking care of him. But of course, that's what big big brother Taiju was already there for. Taiju Shiba.
You never used to talk to him and could hardly speak to him. Not out of fear. It was because Taiju smelled of danger. Something you can't deny.
When you saw him in the hallway, a strange shiver twisted down your spine and went to your stomach. Was it because you were attracted to him? Or is it because deep down you wish he had ever spoken to you? Even if it was just a greeting.
On the other hand, there was Hakkai. So nice and quiet. So much for being the brother of someone like Taiju. Sometimes you would see him with a few bruises here and there, but he would always reassure you that it was because he was in a gang with his friends and they had gotten into trouble that day.
Years continued to pass and you grew up with your two best friends. Until you came of age and it was your last year in high school.
The rumors about Taiju and what a troublemaker he was were no longer a surprise to you. He was always like that and the great legacy and mark he left on your high school was notorious.
Every time you came home from Hakkai and heard him from the doorway arguing with someone on the cell phone it gave you that same tingle in your lower belly. His voice was so... So... So... Or is it just curiosity that you feel for him?
He couldn't treat you gently, could he?
Those thoughts about his voice. His husky, gravelly voice ringing in your ear. Slow on the one hand. Rough on the other. Added with the tingling in your belly.
His big hands. So big he could even clasp both your wrists together with one hand. Backwards. Cornering you against the wall or on the bed... Oh, and his belly pressed against yours. Crushing you with his hot weight...
Oh my god, you couldn't think that about your best friend's older brother.
On the other hand, there was Hakkai. With him you had a special relationship. It was unconditional love from both of you. You knew he liked you since junior high school. His sister told you.
As you grew into a pretty woman, he couldn't help but look at you. He would even get so nervous to the point of stuttering sometimes. But he was your first kiss and you couldn't forget it. His slippery tongue trying to enter your mouth and brush against your tongue. No one had ever kissed you as lovingly and nervously as Hakkai did.
It was the battle of your heart between your head, for the love you felt for one brother and the curiosity you felt for the other. It was clear which one it was...
Until the night everything changed...
The air was too thick for your lungs to adjust to the cigarette smell emanating from Taiju Shiba's room.
His room was sober and dark. Just like him. There was hardly any decoration. Both the bare walls without a picture adorning them and the large pile carpet covering the floor were jet black.
A large window gave way to the dark moonlight that crowned the sky a couple of hours ago. Along with the stars that shone brighter than ever. Witnesses of what could happen in the room of a man as dark as everything around him.
A few small, thin lamps hung from the ceiling emitting barely a noticeable yellowish light, giving some atmosphere to the gloomy room.
Everything was in its place. Not that there was much else besides a small bookcase and a desk in front of the bed. Everything was where it was supposed to be. And nothing else.
So you were where you needed to be. In front of it.
Your legs trembled a little. Maybe because of the excitement of being in his room for the first time or because of the simple fact of being alone with HIM in his room.
You hear the latch click as he slams the door shut. Giving a little jump to come back to reality.
"What is it you wanted to talk about?" You ask without looking him straight in the eye. You couldn't. His gaze was like that of a tiger about to hunt its prey and devour it.
"Ah...yes, THAT." He replies in his husky, thick voice, more to himself than to you. He takes a few small steps in your direction.
"There's a reason you asked me to meet you in that park behind the high school." You take the same step he takes backwards.
"Look at me."
"What? Is that... That's all it was?" You don't quite understand what he means. You know that if you look at him you won't be able to control your feelings.
He takes another big step toward you. Leaving little space between your legs and his bed. You look up with some courage and decide to look at him. His golden eyes glow in the dark. He is the hunter. And you his victim.
You let out a choked sigh as you bring your hand to your chest to calm your heartbeat and take your eyes off his eyes. Unable to hold his gaze.
Your heart wouldn't stop pounding in your chest. About to make you dizzy from the intensity you were feeling right now.
You didn't realize it in time, but after hearing a guttural growl from Taiju, and feeling him grab you by the shoulders tightly is when you realized he had jumped on top of you and thrown you to the bed.
He was still holding your men while still exerting the same force on them.
"I said look at me." His voice is loud and you abide by what he imposes on you. "I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you. You don't look at me when you talk to me and that bothers me, kitten." His hand slides up and settles like a collar over your neck.
His fingers press persistently on your jaw and he twists up your face so you don't throw your head to the side. Making sure you comply.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" He caresses your right cheek with his index finger. "Come on, kitty, talk."
"I... I..." You speak with difficulty.
"You... what?"
"You're hurting me... gross." When he realizes that his hand had squeezed you tighter, he loosens his grip and strokes where his hand has marked your sensitive skin.
You sigh through your mouth and tremble at the touch radiating from his entire being. A powerful touch that could kill anyone by a single overly tight squeeze on your neck.
"You know what you're here for" He moves his mouth closer to your neck and blows lightly. "You know what I want right now" He flicks his tongue out and is on your skin, licking a lily up to your collarbone.
At that moment you felt a shiver run down your spine and your survival senses went on alert. Your lower belly betrayed you as you felt a tingle. You were slowly getting wetter and wetter just by being with him.
"I don't want to be...here." You lie, even though you were afraid of what he might do to you. "That letter wasn't for me..." Tears were threatening to come.
Taiju let out a throaty laugh as he joins in on you. This time his hands are on the sides of your head.
"Oh yes, that letter was for you, honey."
"What do you want then?" you ask courageously. You weren't going to let this man with wild senses make you feel small in his arms either.
"You know what I want."
"Say it" You swallow saliva and look at him with a frown.
"I want to fuck you." "Now."
The air rushed through your lungs and didn't reach its destination. You choked at his sudden proposition. He wants to fuck me, you think as you look at him.
"I know you want it too" "Don't deny you've never thought about it. I've seen the way you looked at me all these years. I've seen the desire in your pupils and the desire you have for this. As much desire as I have for you right now."
A thought. An impulse. You craned your neck only to find the glory of his lips in an impulsive kiss. Desperate. And hungry.
He responds and growls at the touch and the boldness for daring you to take the first step. That moment was his alone and he wouldn't hesitate to force you even if you didn't want to.
You open your mouth slowly. Calming your mind and heart for kissing him. For being with him. And for how fast it was all happening. A moment ago you were with your friends and now I found you with him. In his room. In his bed. And kissing him.
You couldn't betray your mind and think at that moment about Hakkai. In the first kiss you gave each other. His kiss was so rough and brutish compared to Hakkai's softness and tenderness.
Hands roamed your body. Squeezing your arms and then your breasts pulling you towards him. You felt your nipples harden. His tongue licked yours with intensity as his hips moved against yours. Crushing his thick erection on your lower belly.
"Come on, kitten. Take your clothes off for me." He gives you a light kiss with his head cocked to the side and sits up as he one-armed his shirt off. "Don't keep me waiting."
You bring exit and sit up along with him, almost standing at the same height. You dare to look at his naked torso. You almost drool at what you see. Sculpted breasts, thick and fluffy abdomen and not one of those typical gym ones. And a trail of wild hair trailing down the V of his pelvis all the way to his notorious erection protruding from his boxers At what point had this man taken off his jeans?
"Trust me, beautiful. I'm not going to do anything bad to you." He smiles sideways in a wolfish grin marked by his fangs.
You lower your hands to the hem of your skirt without taking your eyes off him and slowly lift the garment upward. Tired of waiting, Taiju yanks off what's left and pulls your dress behind him.
"Wow, but look at that - without a bra underneath? What a surprise." He growls before lowering his head and starting to attack your sensitive left breast with a quick bite desperate for a taste of you. Your hands grab her hair and you pull it back in an attempt to push it away.
"Taiju...that's very...sudden."
"Mmhm." He hums as he passes by to taste your right nipple causing his vibrations to make you even wetter to the point of wanting to bring your hand down and cover your sensitive vagina with it.
His mouth roams and tastes all over your breast. Biting his way across your collarbone and leaving the occasional purple hickey on your neck.
"Lie down" He orders. You comply. You lean back on your elbows until you are positioned in the center of the bed. He follows you without taking his eyes off you as your naked body wanders across the black sheets of HIS bed. His golden gaze glows with possessiveness.
Once on top of you, with one strong pull he ripped off your panties leaving you naked and at his mercy. You had never felt so horny and at the same time feared and respected in equal parts by this dangerous beast.
"Ah, my God." You whisper looking up with your palms pressed together in a hint of prayer. "Forgive me for all the sins I am about to commit tonight." Your breath catches as he turns to look at you in this last sentence. You spread your legs for him. Without him asking you to. You do it only because YOU want this moment and for it to happen. "Look at what a good girl you are."
He stands over your spread legs even though he grabs your knees and spreads them a little wider so he can see your womanhood in full "Wow, you're so wide open I can even see the inside of your pussy, kitten". He licks his lips.
"I'm so wet." You dare to say. "I'm this wet for you." You confess "So please don't hold back." You let yourself go and relax in the comfort of her beds. You grab his shoulder with one hand while with the other you grab the sheets from under you to find a grip to support yourself with.
"And I'm so hard. Look how big you put it in me." You laugh in that thick, powerful voice that could shake even the sturdiest of foundations. He pumps his erection a couple of times to calm his pleasure and places the tip of his cock at your dripping entrance.
You close your eyes ready for his onslaught. Of course you didn't expect it to be so hard. The intensity of the first thrust filled all your senses to the brim and sent a sharp pain of pleasure through every nook and cranny of your body.
Taiju let out a hoarse roar. His powerful hips began to ram into your body, lifting you almost off the mattress with the force he was exerting. Even your grip could not overcome his brute thrusts. As he penetrated you to your depths you tried to get used to his invasion.
His hips gyrated until he found the pleasurable nub of your intimacy as the tip of his cock caressed your cervix. Something in your mind clicked and your mind shut down, leaving only your heart to endure all the pounding and your pussy being almost raped by his thick cock.
"Like this...like this...I like you, Taiju." You said into the air almost as if you were out of it and not knowing if you were really thinking it. Your moans and his grunts took over the whole room.
Taiju let out a thick laugh without stopping for a single second from ramming you and lunging into your soft body.
Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her abdomen was contracted trying to hold on so as not to cum so fast inside you. Her powerful hands grabbed your ankles leaving you completely at her mercy.
"You're so tight, kitten, am I your first time?" He looks at you almost with a triumphant touch in his eyes. "It can't be...that you've..... adapted to me...so quickly." With each word he said he alternated a lunge, squinting his eyes never taking his eyes off you. "Or there's another one." At this question that almost seemed like a statement, Taiju hovers over you, crushing you against the mattress.
Her lips claim yours in a rough, possessive kiss without ceasing to lunge at you. Your stifled moans are swallowed by his mouth as if it were the energy he needs to keep up with the rhythm of his hips. He caresses your breasts, bites them and tastes them. He attacks your collarbone and leaves more marks to make you his. So that no other man dares to look at you when they see them.
You were about to climax. His dominant words, the constant thrusts to your pleasure spot along with the rubbing of his pelvis on your clit had you ecstatic with pleasure, fulfilled and over stimulated. By now you were trembling and the inner walls of your pussy became more sensitive as they adapted to the shape of his cock.
"Taiju...I'm...I want to cum...". You begged for pleasure. Your clit was too happy right now and the intensity in that area made your belly keep contracting. God. It was too much.
"My God...I swear if there's another man in your life...I might even kill him." He grunted, his lunges starting to become more sporadic. He was reaching his limit too.
You screamed, wanting to release yourself once and for all from all the pleasure you were building up. You were about to cum. It only took a little more, a few more thrusts of Taiju and you would reach the heaven you longed to enter. All until because of some loud banging on the door you were pulled out of all your pleasure. You twitch and shudder squeezing your insides clenching Taiju's cock between your folds. He grunts and shudders in response as he feels you tighten in his arms.
Hakkai's voice could be heard from behind the door.
"Open the door, you fucking bastard."
"Fuck!" Taiju replied. "Get the fuck out of here!"
A few hard knocks began to be heard. Outside, Hakkai, was lunging at the door to the point where he broke even the lock and was able to get inside the room.
Oh shit, you thought scared. Hakkai... He had broken the fucking lock and he was INSIDE.
"You're a piece of shit, for..." Hakkai's voice was cut off the moment he realized, despite the dimness of the room, that there was a woman underneath Taiju. "T/n...is it, is it you?" he questioned almost stuttering, panicking that you would confirm that it was indeed you. Fuck the love of his life was...with his own brother.
"Hakkai...I..." You couldn't continue, you were so sad to see the confused look on Hakkai's face, you wanted to run out of there as fast as you could. Taiju did not go unnoticed of the aura of worry emanating from both of you. Understanding the situation he says:
"Do you want to join us, little brother?" he smiles as he sits up to look at you, slightly exposing that he was still inside you, along with your red naked and hickey-filled body.
Hakkai swallowed hard the saliva that built up in his mouth at such a proposal...fuck you along with his brother? Was that something he would be willing to do just so he could have you? Would he stand to watch Taiju fuck you? Would you be able to take it yourself?
God alone would be witness to what could happen tonight in the room of the eldest brother of the dreaded Shiba family.
Rating: just a fun morning with your boyfriend Mikey.
Word Count: 494
N/A: It's kind of short, but it was fun to write about it.
The morning after an intense week of high school was, without a doubt, your favorite day. You don't have to get up early and you can sleep all morning (unless you are one of those people who usually wake up early to get on with your daily routine), or stay up a little longer enjoying the warmth of the soft, warm blankets.
The best thing about those two days of rest is the nice, warm sleep that you start to wake up little by little. And the best thing is knowing that you don't have to go to school.
You slowly open your eyelids after lazily looking at the time on the medium-sized clock on the bedside table next to your bed. 7:56. A perfect time. Earlier than you expect. You settle back in but notice the emptiness of the rest of the large canopy bed. So you decide to open your eyes, adjusting, little by little, to the small ray of morning light. A warm morning but for the fact that he was not beside you.
"Mikey, honey, what are you doing so early?" You say, in a voice hoarse from sleep, when you see him at your desk writing something, next to your little pink light bulb. He even looked funny.
"I'm trying to do your math homework". He says without turning around.
"But if it's due Monday, we can do it together Sunday morning. As always."
"I know, but I want us to be free this weekend to go out and have fun or go on a date on Sunday."
"Oh...honey...". You sigh in a soft tone. He always had those details with you. He was so sporadic that you didn't know his next plan or what was going through his mind.
You get up and go in search of him. Bending down slightly to place a light kiss on his neck.
"You look so handsome when you pull your hair back." He smiles and turns to look at you with his cute black horn-rimmed glasses.
"I like it better when you push it away with your hands" He winks his eye.
You ignore his comment and move on to look at your notebook. It's true I was doing math homework. Not that it was bad. But, of the two of us, he was much better than you.
"Have you done yours too?"
"Yep. As of a while ago."
"And have you done your language homework, too?" you stammered, waiting for his answer. Which you know.
"You know I'm not good at it. I have a hard time differentiating between nominal and verbal predicates." You laugh remembering that afternoon when you tried to explain the difference. You considered it mission impossible after two hours.
"Next week we have the exam..."
"Shut up, baby. Don't remind me."
You laugh again as you pull your hair back into a bun to go take a shower. Not before you realize what she's wearing. You hadn't noticed until now.
CW: A short four-chapter story about a romance between Eris and Ukitake Jushiro.
Word count: 2K
N/A: Some time ago I wrote this thinking of doing it as a little story. Rather it was to challenge myself to try to write a few short chapters about a character. I had a few characters in mind but since Bleach is back Jushiro Ukitake became the focus of my writing. I'll upload some short chapters about Mikey very soon since I see you guys like him a lot too. The anime also came back.
Synopsis: After a small incident, Eris is forced to marry Jushiro Ukitake in a marriage of convenience. How will this strange situation continue?
First chapter.
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Early in the morning the breeze ran calmly through the soft streets of the Seireitei. The chirping of the birds adorned the clear, almost cloudless sky and the sun, little by little, was making an appearance on the east side.
-Shit! I clear my throat without stopping my run. I meander and dodge some people who are grouped in various stalls through the streets of the city. Like every Friday, the stalls were set up early in the morning, ready to display and sell their various products; trinkets, jewelry, clothes, accessories... All that just to earn a few more coins to take something more than a simple meal to the stomach.
A morning worth enjoying while having my cup of freshly prepared tea together with my sub captain Amore. In my mind it all seemed so lovely and relaxing until I remember I'm fucking running through the labyrinthine streets, almost out of breath and with a pang in the right side of my abdomen that I could hardly bear to take another step.
"Hey girl, watch where you're going!" The man from the small stall that I just knocked down shouts angrily. I did not care. I just wanted out of the predicament I was in.
"Well, don't put it in the middle, sir!" Fuck good manners and false appearances. Fuck the status she had on like a permanent label that marked where she belonged. fuck it Now I'm a captain and I can do whatever I want. Like sticking out my tongue to mock the grumpy man I was leaving behind.
I didn't dare look back, but I wanted to make sure I had lost sight of the other man who was chasing me. I'll just watch a bit. Brave, I turned my head to the path I was leaving behind and sighed when I saw that there was no one behind me, calling my name. His voice sounded so disgusting on his lips.
However, I did not see it coming. My grandfather used to say never look back for too long. That reality was in front of your very eyes and that, if you got lost for a long time in the abyss, you could run into what was in front of you. I don't know if my face hurt more when I felt the shock wave or my butt when I hit the hard ground.
My tears were stinging my eyes, threatening to come out. No. I couldn't afford to cry now just from a simple fall. But I was so tired. Tired of nothing ever going right for me. Of having cried and endured the one who said that she was the owner of my life, my mother. From being one of her puppets that she could use as her own and continue playing with her controlling and overprotective game that she had always forced me to obey.
Anger was rising on my face as the long bangs that hung over my eyes hid the tears that wanted to be released. -Fuck! You want to watch where you're going. Fucking hinder... -. I curse angrily. Sore. fed up desperate.
It is true that karma always put people in their place and acted as that person deserved. And I guess I deserved it. I also believe in fate that put us in that situation. Perhaps neither of them expected it. Perhaps our accidental crash would have set us as our own challenge or promise that the future had in store for us. Maybe he was doomed to save me from the hole that consumed my chest every day or maybe it was me who was destined to save him from his wounds.
And I don't know if the blow or the words I regretted saying hurt more. Because his look showed me a flash that he didn't deserve anything I had told him.
"Excuse me, I… Are you alright?" Her soft, gravelly voice echoed through the alley that led us away from the stalls and the murmur of people enjoying her pleasant morning. Long strands of albino hair fell lazily over her shoulders, ending perfectly on her lower back.
I sighed when I realized that I had just insulted another Gotei 13 captain. None other than Captain Jushiro Ukitake. Great, Eris.
"Well, let's just say I've been on more comfortable things than where I am now." I let out an embarrassed laugh to get out of trouble. But I don't look him in the eye, I'm incapable.
Without waiting for me to get up, he offers me his hand. His look of simple brown eyes encourages me to pull her arm. I hold out mine, doubtful. The confidence that this man overflows permeates my chest. A feeling of warmth burns in the palm of my hand when our touches touch. I get up quickly and clumsily.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
—Eris! —. Before I finish my sentence I hear his disgusting voice again. Scared I look back. She is not. I sigh anguished.
"Are you running from someone?" He asks with a frown, framing his black eyebrows.
-No.
"Eris, where are you?" —. She screams again.
-Safe? It seems that what is heard proves the opposite. Her soft laughter caresses my ears. I don't know whether to get angry right now, is he laughing at the situation, even after I insulted him?
“I… Fuck, come. Help me.” I grab her hand roughly and yank her into the tall walls that look almost like skyscrapers when viewed from the ground. My security curtain.
I make him run after me without listening to his numerous questions and his voice that becomes more and more broken. I can't stop squeezing her hand. The same hand that had held me up felt different now that I was the one exerting the force on it. She seemed weaker.
We turned several more corners. Making sure to be hidden enough. We were both panting. I slowly lean around the corner, my back against the wall.
"We've lost sight of him…finally."
“I didn't know being a captain meant having fans running after you.
-As? I blink a few times, turning to look at him. "I'm not amused by any of this," I reply somewhat annoyed, although I knew he wasn't to blame for anything, but he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He doesn't know what I'm going through.
"Yeah, sorry," he says with an apology as he scratches the back of his neck. “I don't think we've introduced ourselves properly. I am Ukitake. Jushiro Ukitake.
"I'm Eris.
"Yes, I've already been able to hear it well." His smile widens and he winks at me. "Are you going to tell me now what we're doing here?"
"I… I'm running away from… my fiancé" I blurt out without thinking.
-Oh I see. You are engaged.
-That? No… That's not what she meant.
"That's what you told me."
"No, I…" I growl at the situation and put my hands to the bridge of my nose trying to find the right words to explain to the captain of Squad 13 the accumulation of misfortunes that I had begun to experience since early in the morning.
I inhale strongly and prepare myself for everything my mouth is going to release:
—Since this morning everything has gone wrong for me, I think it's because I woke up on the wrong foot. Don't know. Some strong blows knocked me out of bed early. My sub-captain told me that today one of the thousands of suitors that my mother was looking for to marry me was showing up because, at my age, all the maidens of the nobility already had children. And worst of all is that, just waking up, you have to run from a man older than you, desperate to get married, heavy, with a shitty voice, and a rubble body that rethinks the disgusting life that noble men have. And it's not even ten in the morning and I've had to put up with all that. I exhaled hard and inhaled again after having barely breathed, letting go of everything that had happened to me so far.
I looked at him through my bangs, embarrassed. Maybe I shouldn't have told him all that. And more knowing that he also belonged to the nobility. After a few seconds, which seemed like hours to me, he began to laugh out loud. I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Wow, I'll look like the comedy club in your eyes." I look at the sky rolling my eyes.
"No, excuse me. It's just that the whole situation made me laugh. I didn't mean to laugh at you, far from it— He smiles kindly as an apology.— I've never heard someone curse so much.
—I assure you that I have not inherited it from the family.
-I see.
The conversation had been cut into a friendly bubble that enveloped us. Now I could take a better look at her appearance. Ukitake is an unusually tall man, with a slightly stocky build. Thin and with a whitish complexion, like his long hair. As if he was doomed to someone inside his body and it showed as glory through the pure white color of his appearance.
My eyes roamed his face, studying him without wanting to miss a detail. Like me, he didn't take his eyes off my gaze. Delighted to show himself off and for me to shamelessly study him. Which I didn't care.
However, the bubble bursts when the voice of my pursuer echoes again, close to us. I look at Ukitake pleadingly. I didn't like begging for help. My mother had taught me that begging was not worthy of any woman and I learned it well over time when I realized that a woman did not beg anyone, not even her own mother. But this situation had left me with no other options to take and the desperate one at the moment was me.
-No. Help me. I take his hand again and look into his eyes. As if it were an order. Because even though this man radiated confidence and kindness, I wasn't going to get carried away by her and break the shell that I had forced myself to build.
-Of course. I'll do whatever it takes to help you,” she replies, tightening her grip a little to reassure me. My name was heard closer and closer to the wall in which we were hiding and my patience was running out. His voice. The beats of my heart. ukitake. With each pump in my blood, the adrenaline of the moment was growing more and more.
I stopped thinking and did the only thing my mind could process as the only option I had. I rush over to the albino man to hug him. My hands rise into the air and wrap around his neck. My chest presses against his as I rise on my toes to try to reach my goal. Ukitake's breath catches, but he remains calm, not moving.
Instead, mine is heavy and crashes against his closed lips. Mine open slightly and I close my eyes, trying not to look at him. His touch is soft and fine. We both put our mouths together in a kiss. I catch his bottom lip and, in response, he lets the breath out of his nose crash into my heated cheek.
I let myself go for the moment and we continue caressing each other with our touch. Feeling his chest swell and he runs a hand down my lower back and pulls me closer against him. I sigh and look into his eyes. Green eyes that had been looking at me for a while.
"Eris!" He twitched me in her arms. At last he had found me. But I wasn't going to turn to see him. "Oh, I finally found you…" his voice gasps and cuts like a pig who just ran a marathon to reach the finish line, she hated him. —But what impudence my eyes see... you were with another man. Unacceptable. Eris! —. Go Go. Please. I think inside myself, without stopping moving my lips, trying to intensify the kiss to hide myself. Of the situation. "I'm going to tell your mother, but what audacity is this." Outraged, he raises his head, also looking at the man who was holding me, the true victim of something that was not part of it.
And because he had returned, his footsteps hurried away. Leaving us alone again. When I wanted to realize our half-forced kiss had stopped and our lips had stayed still on each other, but without detaching in the slightest.
To my displeasure, he pulls away from me slightly and looks at me.
"Your plan was to kiss me?"
-Not…
It was my grandfather who taught me to look at what was in front of me. However, it was Jushiro who taught me to appreciate what the eyes saw. Because not only is it enough to look, but to appreciate what you were observing. It's not just walking, it's making the way. And it's not just kissing, but who to kiss and how you do it. All those things depended on the way you wanted to give it to him. From there, the trajectory of everything you think about can change and become better.
Because the best is what is unexpected.
And what was once unexpected can become whole for you.
