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I'm a big liar- ok I promised about responding to requests as quickly as possible but my life has been such a rush lmao
Anyway, sorry for not responding as quickly as I said. 😬
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Hello, it's me again!!
I was gone for a bit, but now I'm back and I'll try to respond to requests as quickly as I can!!! :) <3
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Thank you so much, Astra!! <33 😭😭
nhaw, I don't have words to describe it hehehe thank you so much, seriously 😭😭🫶🫶
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was talking to my gf about my fear of dying young for being trans and my mom putting my deadname on my gravestone, and she said "i hope that never happens, but if it does, i will carve your name into your grave myself if i have to." and i think theres something extremely raw about that sentiment and trans community in general. you can kill only our bodies, but you cant kill transsexuality
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HEY GUYS!! I have some requests in my DM, and I wanted to explain that I won't be able to respond to them as quickly as I was doing bc I will be studying for this exam week in my school!! :(((
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My hand slipped
Public announcement I am now in cod hell and I feel motivated to draw again so. Sorry expect more Ghost arts lmao
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Ship Dynamic: I'm not convinced these two are capable of a healthy relationship with anyone, so they might as well have an unhealthy relationship with each other.
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cw. könig notices you avoiding him. and it doesn’t take long for him to figure out that it’s all because of a little dream you had. fingering, pussy play, semi-public, slight age gap
you couldn’t meet könig’s gaze for the entire day. the one time you did get a glimpse of him, his arm reaching over to grab a gun or a vest or something that you weren’t really paying attention to, your mind started whirring. your little dream had come back to, despite your inner protest, the memory of könig’s hands sliding down between your thighs made your stomach clench. heat making your cheeks flushed, along with your nose.
könig had noticed this change in your expression, as he eyes you. this only seemed to make your mind run laps, remembering the way his thick fingers jammed into you, while his heavy bulge kept nudging against your widened legs. fuck. in that moment you spared him a small smile and quickly turned to take business elsewhere.
as the day got later, your pussy craved for something that you knew you’d never get. i mean how pathetic can you get? honestly. but what you hadn’t realized was how attentive könig was to you. having been your mentor and supervisor he had grown a keen eye to your habits. you had never minded making eye contact before, or at least as much. but now you actively avoided it. and when könig made the mistake of letting his gaze drop he saw the way your thighs clenched tightly together.
he wasn’t a stupid man, he knew what that meant. and though the clear age gap and status provided you both with a clear ‘forbidden zone’, könig couldn’t help but keep looking. you were a pretty girl. könig also wasn’t blind. he knew the random stares you got, the passing compliments. he hadn’t thought much of it, but as he soon became aware of your dire need to avoid him he grew curious.
“i need to speak to you.” könig says to you in his normal professional manner that has you thinking you’re in the clear. but the moment you two end up alone he draws in close, far too easily lifting you onto the nearby table. your eyes expand as his large hands holds your thighs apart, and around his hips. “why are you avoiding me?” his question is simple. but you’re too awestruck to come up with a lie as you just gulp.
he’s testing a theory. your avoidance of eye contact, flushed cheeks, and clenched thighs all lead to something that is making könig second guess himself in thinking his plan is all for research purposes. did he want you like this? did he like the fact that you looked so flustered?
“alright, answer me this then. what did you dream about the other night?” his straight to the point question is nothing like the könig you knew. in fact this whole ‘confrontation’ is anything but. he doesn’t waste his time conversing in deep detail, or asking any questions that lead to said conversations. his question is followed by your further silence. what were you supposed to say? ‘yeah, i dreamt of you fucking me until i could barely breathe’.
“it’s a simple question.” he speaks again, and this time you can feel your body come to life. but not in the way of action in more of a reaction to his hands now stroking your thighs. his hands can practically encompass them. that only seems to make your inability to speak more prominent. “if you aren’t going to say anything, i’m going to start assuming.”
yeah, maybe his ‘plan’ is turning into something more. he wanted to know what was bothering you. that if he touched you this close would you react with disgust or as you are now? but now his mind seems to wander. if he’s right about you fantasizing about him, and if you won’t talk, there’s only one way to understand more.
you can’t comprehend a thing as his hand slips down between your thighs and begins to rub right against your covered pussy. your mouth salivates as your hands grip on the material of his shirt. könig watches you closely as your gaze darts down in surprise, your lips parting. his fingers drag against your cunt as your hips instinctively shudder. yeah…he knows.
his other hand then moves over to the button and zip of your pants, skillfully unbuttoning and unzipping until his hand can completely slide past your panties and graze right over your weeping pussy. a small gasp leaves you as your hips move a fraction, your head now practically rested on his chest as he stands. his calloused fingers do wonders to your clit and more choked sounds leave you.
you’re embarrassed. but at this point nothing much is going on in your mind besides the repeat of ‘könig is touching me’ ‘könig is touching me’. he doesn’t say a word as he then slips two fingers into your hole, the stretch making a louder mewl leave you. könig’s free hand presses against your mouth to quieten you, as he begins to fuck you with his fingers, your clothes muffling the wet drag of your seeping pussy.
his hips keep your thighs from shaking too much as you press against them for support, your forehead against his chest drawing you closer to him. “do not make a sound.” he whispers to you, as he removes his hold on your mouth, his hand slipping to partially soothe and hold your head.
könig can feel you squeezing around his fingers, your breathing telling him how close you are as his thumb rubs soothing circles on your clit. your orgasm crashes over you as you mouth opens, panting against him. he keeps thrusting his cum covered fingers into you as your hips grind as much as they can. after a moment, your orgasm slowly decreasing, könig mutters something. “is that why you were avoiding me today?”
you can’t tell if he’s disappointed or not. and you’re still too scared to look him in the eye. even more now, that his fingers are spreading your arousal and cum all over your pussy lips, his hand still in your pants. “i’m…sorry.” you manage, your embarrassment catching up to you. he doesn’t reply a moment as he keeps playing with your pussy lips slowly. “is that a yes?” he hums.
“…yes.” you murmur back. the moment you say this, his fingers slide right back into your hole making you gasp, and grip onto his arms. you finally gaze up at him, as he begins to finger you again. “w-what—“ you choke out as your eyes threaten to roll, the heat in your core returning. you don’t know his reason for thrusting his fingers back into you. because all he knows is that he wants to watch you cum again.
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Kuchiki Byakuya | Bleach TYBW Cour 2 ep. 23 "Marching out the zombies 2"
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jealous byakuya with f! Reader smut? Reader is his wife and she has a degradation kink
Words. — F!reader×Byakuya Kuchiki
★ Synopsis: your husband is not easy, especially when he is jealous.
★ Warnings: f!reader, sex on the table, degradation, slight spanking, swearing, jealous!Byakuya, dom byakuya?!?!, I liked changing their role now lol😈😈
It was hard to tell when Byakuya was jealous, you only found out when he bent you over his desk, like today.
You were just having a laugh with the captain of Division 11, what could be so wrong?
"I've told you many times that I don't want you to be friends with the captain of division 11, and yet you keep going there, doesn't the little bitch know how to listen to me?" he whispers against your ear, leaning over you so that you feel his hard cock against your ass. "I told you that one day I was going to make you regret disobeying me." He says before holding your face against the papers on his desk and slapping your ass hard and loud, making you scream and moan with the pain, but still so pleasurable.
"Come on, I want every slap to make you say - no, scream - who you belong to." He says and you nod.
He slaps your ass again, making you scream again - he has heavy hands. "I-I belong to you, Byakuya!" You said out loud, your eyes stinging a little from the small tears that were forming. Now it was hard to tell what was wetter, your eyes almost streaming tears or your wet panties from how horny you were now.
He strokes your ass before slapping you again, making you moan and say the words again. "I told you to scream, slut" he said, without waiting for you to finish speaking again and slapped your soft ass again, making you actually scream the words.
"Mhm, such an obedient slut, I think you can handle a few more slaps, can't you? Come on, sluts like you can take it..." he murmurs, caressing your ass before slapping your already red ass twice in a row, even though you hadn't taken off your pants.
You moaned and whimpered, a few tears falling. Your panties were so wet, ready to receive his cock when he decided to pull your pants down, taking them off you. "I can see your arousal from here..." he murmured, running his fingers through your clothed pussy, feeling his fingers moisten with your arousal. "You really are a slut, huh? I slapped you around a bit and look how you look. All wet and needy. You know who does that? Easy sluts." He says, stroking your clitoris over your panties, making you whimper and your legs shake a little. "I- um, Byaki- I'm your slut... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you- please, show them who I belong to..." you mumble tearfully, pushing yourself against his fingers. "Oh yeah, the bitch wants me to show her who she belongs to? Then I'll do it." You could feel his smile as he tore off your panties, seeing your pussy glistening with desire to have his cock inside you.
"Ask me to fuck you, huh? Come on, be a slut, scream for me to fuck you as good as I always do, show them that only my cock can satisfy you." He murmurs against your ear, grabbing your hair and pulling your head back, making you moan. Your hands try to touch him, but he slaps them away. "Hands down. Several dirty ones won't touch me."
Oh hell. How you love it when he says that. Your nipples puckered, hard with his delicious voice calling you a slut or a whore. "Byaki, I- I need you! Please fuck me, make me your bitch-" Before you could finish speaking, he shoved two fingers inside you. "Louder." He whispers, pulling your head back again, leaving soft kisses on your shoulders.
"I'm yours, Byakuya! Make me feel good with your cock!" You shouted, sure that if you heard anyone on the other side they would hear you. "Good..." he laughs, making you shiver. His big fingers inside your pussy, curling around to hit that good spot as you moan.
"Yes? Do you like my fingers?" He asks and you nod eagerly, pushing yourself against his fingers. "Yes! Yes I do!" You reply in moans, squeezing his fingers inside you as the knot begins to form. "Byaki I'm going to-" before you could finish the sentence, he pulled his fingers out of you and then slapped your dripping pussy, making you scream and clamp your legs together. "Sluts don't cum, baby."
Oh yes, you knew very well what that meant. He won't let you cum until he thinks it's good.
"But- Byaki, please..." you mumble and look at him over your shoulder. "I'm not the one who disobeyed my wife's orders." He replies and you whimper. "Please! I promise it won't happen again!" You try to argue, but he doesn't answer now. You hear him drop his pants too, positioning himself at your tight, dripping entrance. He groans deeply as he feels your walls tighten and so ready to be used, just like a good slut.
He sinks completely inside you, making you roll your eyes. "Fuck, you're so tight!" He grunts, holding your hips as he starts to move, drawing gasps from you. You try to reach out to him, but he holds your hands to your sides.
He leans over you, holding your hands on the table as he thrusts into you slowly but forcefully. "Taking my cock so well, that's a slut's pussy. So good for me." He whispers against your hair, kissing it as he slams into you again, making you squirm and lay your head on the table.
He smiles and releases you, holding your hips again, increasing the speed of his thrusts, making you roll your eyes and moan his name like a mantra.
"So fucking tight..." he moans, the thrusts becoming fast and sloppy "how can a slut as bold as you be so good for my cock?" He smiles softly, leaning down and leaving kisses and light bites on your back.
"I'm going to fill you up so much that you'll come out dripping..." he murmurs and you moan, feeling the knot tighten again, even though you know he's not going to let you cum.
He grunts, cumming inside you, filling you up. God, he feels so good inside you!
"Good girl..." he murmurs, kissing you softly, pulling your head back to kiss your cheek. "Unfortunately, in order for you to stop disobeying me, you're going to be without release for a few days, how's that?" You whimper in response, getting up and kissing him. "Please, you know I can't take it..."
If you begged a little more, he might even give you a release, but unfortunately for you, you don't know that...
#bleach byakuya#byakuya kuchiki#byakuya kuchiki x reader#byakuya x reader#• bianc! — byakuya kuchiki (^.^)#smut
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