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KINKTOBER DAY 14

TITLE: Some things are better left unknown

PAIRINGS: Bang Chan x Felix x reader

WARNING: minors DNI with this post or my blog. I create NSFW SKZ related content and I know I won't be able to regulate every single interaction with those posts so please do not engage with my work or page whatsoever.

SUMMARY: a threesome with Chanlix where you’re yet to discover a very sobering truth about the pair of them.

TAGS: explicit language, threesome, oral sex (f!reader receiving), porn with plot, use of the name 'baby girl' and 'angel', swearing, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex but protected anal sex, double penetration, big dick!Chan agenda, praise, slight body worship if you squint, kissing/making out.

A/N: Aussie line fucks hard, bye. (If there are mistakes, I will fix them. Currently running on v low sleep)

KINKTOBER23 - MASTERLIST

TAGLIST: @mal-lunar-28 @luneskies @queenmea604 @kibs-and-bits @kbitties @aaasia111 @fairy-lixie @dreamingaboutjisung

Milk, nori, rice, raw tuna, coffee, yoghurt, bread, and eggs.

This was all Chan sent you to the supermarket for. All of which could have been easily picked up from the convenience store down the road. Maybe minus the raw tuna which has to be high grade since Chan wanted to make an attempt at onigiri for the first time. However, you would’ve saved an entire trip to the busy supermarket.

Not to mention, grocery shopping sucks in general. At least that is when you’re on your own. In your apartment that you share with your good friends Chan and Felix, two people are responsible for the shopping per week which rotates each time.

If you’re with Felix, sometimes you both tend to muck around. Not to mention forgetting almost a quarter of things on the shopping list which ends in a stern lecture from Chan. On that matter, if you’re with Chan, it’s an in-and-out task at the store in less than ten minutes.

Efficient and practically timeless.

Even though it’s no trivial matter, you manage to get through the pointless shopping before heading home to the apartment. These could’ve been picked up at the convenience store, you think to yourself again. A sigh leaves your lips as you unlock the door, bumping it open further with your hip as you slide your shoes off.

“I’m back. Remind me to buy an umbrella next time-”

Your body freezes on the spot. The bag of items falls from your possession, collapsing onto the floor. Something inside it broke but it’s nowhere near enough a distraction for what is in front of your eyes.

Maybe you need your vision checked because if your eyes weren’t deceiving you, then you wouldn’t have just seen Chan and a topless Felix who are both making out. The two of them sat on the edge of the bed, still lip-locked until they caught onto your presence.

For the few seconds you stood there, rooted to the ground, felt the absolute longest.

Neither of them was as internally panicked as you when they noticed you standing there. Nor did they have hundreds of questions zapping around their brains in the span of a few seconds. It was like your entire vocabulary had turned to dust and were blown away because there were no words to describe what the hell was happening.

Maybe it was a dream.

“T-That was quick,” Chan stammers with an awkward chuckle, breaking away from Felix, almost pretending like nothing just happened.

Felix looked like a complete mess. Dark brown hair mangled - clearly from Chan either running his fingers through it or tugging it - the air gets stuck in your throat with those two theories in mind, painting very interesting visuals and an odd sensation in your stomach.

Chan looked equally dishevelled. There’s a dark red splotch peeking above his collarbone that you had no trouble guessing how it got there. On top of that, his pants were already half undone, and his lips were bitten red and wet, and they both looked so…so…

“What…the fuck…” you manage to speak once your mind has cleared the only one per cent of its capacity to grasp the circumstances.

“It’s not what it looks like,” Felix quickly says as he stands up from Chan’s lap and walks over to you.

It was useless for him to try to take advantage of your shell-shocked state because once your surprise had completely thawed out, your words started coming back to you.

“Oh my god, what am I even doing?” You ask, clamping your hands over your eyes, ready to head right back out of the apartment. “I’m heading out.”

“Wait!” Chan calls out, arm outstretched towards your direction. “You don’t…you don’t have to go. If you want, you can maybe join us. If…if you like.”

Join them? Blindsided by those words, there was no trouble for the difficulty you had in trying to figure out if you heard right or just imagined what Chan said. Why would he ask you that question? But more importantly, why were they hooking up in the first place? It was evident that there had been something going on between Felix and Chan - unless this was just a new one-time thing.

However, even if it wasn’t, you had been left out of the secret. Nonetheless, you quickly came to your senses. Whether they hook up or not is none of your business.

“J-Join you?” You stammer.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Chan emphasises. “It’d be rude to not let you in on the fun.”

You definitely weren’t hearing things, and this wasn’t a dream.

At first, you can’t understand why you’re even considering their request, but there is one piece of information that sprung to mind and that’s your sex life. It hasn’t been entirely sex-filled as you’d like it to be, not to mention your slight lack of experience with threesomes wasn’t vast - but it also wasn’t limited either, especially after that encounter you once had with two of their friends Changbin and Hyunjin on a separate occasion. Although, they didn’t need to know that at all.

That being said, this takes the cake. You can’t even comprehend what Chan or Felix are like in bed but, the opportunity seemed too ridiculously hot to pass up.

“You...you want me to-“

“Like Channie said, if you want,” Lix assures you, interrupting your babbling.

You aren’t somewhat surprised that Felix would ever want a threesome. He’s had sexual partners here and there in the past, multiple ones at a time. However, Chan never struck you as the type to have sex with more than one person. Even after a year of living with him and getting to know him, he’s still pretty private and exclusive.

With the matter at hand and the more you think about the prospect in front of you, you aren’t opposed to the idea. So with your brain taking full control of your body, you hesitantly step over the discarded groceries lying on the ground. This is happening. Felix picks up on the right cue and extends his hand out to you as you take it gently.

He guides you over to the edge of the bed where Chan is still sitting, but as you’re led over, he rises to his feet. There were a few seconds where you’re a little bit bewildered by what’s going on, but when you look into Chan’s dark eyes and as he takes your free hand, you become more centred.

Before you know it, he leans down to kiss you and kisses you good. You’ve never felt anything like it and as Felix releases your hand and sneaks behind your body, your mind starts turning into jelly. He gently swipes your hair to the other side of your shoulder while his other hand freely roams around your waist, underneath your shirt to feel the heat of your skin. His mouth places chaste kisses from your shoulder up to your neck.

It feels so heavenly to be sandwiched between them; Felix kissing, biting softly over your skin while Chan continues to explore your mouth. It was impossible to think that just a few minutes ago, you were at the grocery store and now a complete world shift just seems to be occurring within that time frame.

Chan breaks away from you for a second, kissing you tenderly one last time before sitting back down on the bed and moving up to the headboard. God this is really happening. You’re too deep in it now to not follow him like a lost, yet obedient puppy. You can see that he’s hard and want to touch him so badly but-

“Sit between me and face towards Felix,” he instructs before you can even reach for him.

Your cheeks burn. While you have no idea what’s entirely in store, your body is getting excited and very obviously, so is Felix. He crawls over to you once you’re snug in between Chan’s legs before he tugs your shirt up from the hem and tosses it aside. Then, he finds your lips and kisses you until you have to silently beg and chase him for it.

Squirming in place, you feel hot and subjugated by Chan sitting behind you - snaking and trailing his hands around your now half-bare body, and Felix in front of him, who’s now gone on to give his supposed man some attention too.

He’s up on his knees with his body so close to you that you can feel the heat from him. Chan tilts his head up from resting on your shoulder and lets Felix take what he wants. The slick wet sounds of them both kissing along with the tiny moans you can feel in your ear, makes you shiver all over. You’re only still comprehending this all, that this is still actually happening.

“So needy,” Chan says as he breaks away from him, inches away from his face when Felix hears and feels you unbuckling his belt. He straightens back up and consumes how flustered you are, observing the way you blink up at him pleadingly, displaying how badly you want it now.

Felix smirks, gently grabbing your face with one hand and lowering down just enough to kiss you senseless again. But he cannot stray away from his other plans so frees himself from your lips to help slide your pants off down and discards them to the side.

Immediately, you can see where this is going.

“Aw, look how bad you want it,” Felix comments, swiping his thumb over the damp spot of your underwear with enough pressure for you to muffle a whine by biting down on your lip. You do want it bad and already seem to be losing a fight to the pleasure Felix is barely giving you.

“Don’t tease her too much,” Chan cautions.

Felix doesn’t seem to hear the warning for him as he helps you shimmy your underwear down. From there, Chan takes over. He hooks both of his legs over yours and separates them to not just expose you for Felix but to hold you down for what’s about to unfold.

Heat accelerates through your cheeks as you feel embarrassed. At this point, your brain hasn’t caught up with the fact that you never show this much skin, let alone any skin in front of either of them. But that was going to be an afterthought for you when Felix distracts your mind by gently prying your legs open from your bent knees.

Pathetic whimpers slip past your lips as Felix lies down on his stomach, his face inches away from your pussy while he pets and glides his two fingers in between your folds.

Your head shoots back onto Chan’s shoulder, very narrowly missing his face, “f-fuck…oh my god.”

Without warning, you feel the tip of Felix’s tongue lap a few times over your clit. If it weren’t for Chan acting as a human restraint to hold you down, there would’ve been a solid chance of you lurching forward. His arms are still wrapped around your abdomen, preventing you from moving forward so that you can take what Felix is giving you.

It’s cruel, but Chan thinks it’s necessary for you to feel everything. Which you do when your hands grip each of Chan’s thighs, nearly squashing him backwards between you and the wall.

“How does it feel?” he asks you.

“F-Felix, mmm-” you breathe out his name, unable to answer properly and feel some vibrations from Chan’s chest to suggest that he was chuckling. Mainly at the fact that you weren’t able to directly answer his question.

But it’s not long until the room quickly fills with your whimpers and moans mingled with the beautiful wet sounds as Felix keeps eating out your pussy. Tingly sensations spread like wildfire throughout every cell in your body from his mouth. It’s gradually becoming impracticable to keep up with his tongue. Not that you’ve ever imagined it before, but he does give good oral, good enough to put your breathing pace out of whack when he sucks on your clit.

He’s not afraid of enjoying himself either. You can hear and feel his moans reverberate throughout your lower half. It even adds to the sensation of bliss that’s forming a knot in the pit of your stomach. So even though you don’t know, this is as good for Felix as it is for you. To him, it’s like going to heaven.

What you also didn’t seem to know was when Chan unclasped your bra from behind your back and placed it to the side. His hands went from just holding you to now groping and playing with your tits as your body continued to melt into Felix’s mouth.

“You’re loud aren’t you?” Chan whispers in your ear, rolling both of your nipples in between his thumbs and fingers to make you mewl and squirm. The different methods of pleasure send interesting messages to your brain that only make that crest of ecstasy build higher.

You can only mewl until coherent words appear in his brain and out through his mouth, “s-sorry.”

Felix’s head game is so ridiculously mind-blowing that it makes you forget what language you speak.

Chan chuckles, purring into your ear, “don’t be sorry. You just can’t help it can you?”

His hand circles up to your jaw, tilting it towards his face. He confirms in his mind how much of a mess you are. Cheeks stained pink with a fucked up expression that reads ‘I need more’, to which Chan reaches down and kisses you, sloppy and lazy.

The velvety feel of your mouth when you open up more is slick with warmth. It’s starting to become more obvious how close you are when you start moaning repeatedly into Chan’s mouth.

“I’m going to fuck you after this,” he breaks away, just inches from his lips again.

You never would’ve guessed that Chan was even capable of forming such a dirty sentence. Then again, you never would’ve guessed that you would ever be in the position that you’re in now - having a threesome with your two housemates.

“I’m…you’re gonna make me cum,” you sob, turning your head towards Chan on his shoulder, almost as if you were trying to escape the expansion of euphoria. He couldn’t help but kiss your forehead, waiting for you to brace for that wave.

“Yeah?” Chan rouses. “Want to cum for us baby girl?”

You nod, too helpless to form an answer when you’re on the cusp of a forceful orgasm. He underestimated the strength he needed to hold you down, especially when you’re about to cum. So just when he needed to add more force, your body stiffens. Your legs so desperately crave to clamp around Felix’s head to help triage the pleasure, but it’s no use when Chan has you completely locked in.

Your eyelids flutter, head pressing back further into Chan’s shoulder, “yes! I’m cumming!”

With ragged, heavy breathing, the all-consuming pleasure takes you by the throat as the pleasure surges without control. Even though you’re being held down, it doesn’t stop your body from quivering. It lasts for what feels like an entire minute – one of the best orgasms you think you’ve ever experienced.

Felix’s tongue slows down to a snail's pace, licking a few final stripes before kissing his way up your body, from your clit, abdomen, and then up to the base of your throat. His chin glistens as he adorns a smug smile.

“Fuck…” you sigh out defeatedly, the aftermath of experiencing a volume of pleasure was starting to take its toll. “Oh my god.”

Chan kisses the side of your head, “sound so beautiful when you cum. Lix, switch with me so I can fuck her, yeah?”

“Wait-“ you pause, trying to reorient yourself as you hold onto Chan’s forearm for support. “I wanna ride you.”

Felix looks down at you, “you sure angel? Channie isn’t exactly small.”

From that statement alone, it was obvious to you that Felix was speaking from experience, a strong indication that they had in fact mucked around at least once in the past if not multiple times. But it didn’t matter if Chan or Felix for that matter was packing twelve inches, you needed to have something inside you to tame that need of feeling full.

“I want to ride you-“ you nod to Chan – “but I want you to fuck me at the same time-“ you indicate towards Felix.

Neither of them expected you to be into that. Then again, they didn’t necessarily expect you to join them in bed either so anything was a surprise to them at this point. Chan and Felix can’t deny how insanely hot it is to hear you not only ask for them to do something but specifically ask you to do that.

“Are you sure baby?” Chan has to ask you for assurance.

“I can…I can take both of you.”

Still stunned at your answer, Felix ushers to Chan, “you heard her.”

He cannot lie and say that he’s not excited, because he is – they both are. So while Felix goes into the bedside table for a condom and lube, you move yourself off of Chan, turn around and start unbuckling his belt and helping him take his jeans off, almost like you’re in a rush. The imprint of his hard dick is enough to make your mouth water, and as Felix said, Chan definitely isn’t small.

“Easy, I’m not going anywhere,” he chuckles, reorienting himself on the bed so that his head is on the pillow.

Felix returns with the items he needs to help prep you, taking it as a sign to straddle over Chan’s legs and slowly tug his black boxers down. His cock springs onto his abdomen, the dark pink tip reaching just under his belly button. He had to be at least eight inches. Maybe just under, just.

“Ready angel?” Felix asks, kneeling behind you as you straddle Chan. The position would allow you to not only ride Chan but to take Felix from behind too, a dream so delicious that you can’t help but wonder how it was still all possible.

“Yes,” you mutter.

“Okay then,” he replies.

Chan then holds the base of his cock steady for you, watching you slowly take those eight inches. The tip of his dick gently slots into your pussy, taking your time with sinking down. The warm heat engulfs his length, already sending shockwaves throughout his lower half.

“That’s it, baby,” Chan says encouragingly, his fingertips delicately massaging over the skin of your things. “Good girl.”

You bite down on your bottom lip at the extraordinary stretch. In the meantime, Felix squirts a dollop of the lube onto his fingers to warm it up a bit before applying it to your hole.

He thumbs over it, sending shivers up your spine. It’s vital to him to make sure that you’re prepped well for him to fuck your ass. So he starts small by slowly inserting the tip of his finger, before gradually using slow yet long strokes, enough to make your head loll back.

Felix has to express in awe when he sees the result of your efforts to fully envelope Chan’s length, “look at that. You took all of him, angel.”

You know very well that you have because you can feel him in places that other men in your past haven’t reached. The stretch still sings a bit but it could easily be confused with the gorgeous satisfaction of Chan filling you right out.

“So…big,” you strain out, scratching your nails down Chan’s abdomen, almost like a cat, just not as painful.

Meanwhile, as Felix has slowly been stretching your hole out with his fingers, he uses his teeth and his free hand to peel the foil back of the condom packet. He had already freed himself from his jeans when he went to reach for the lube beside the bed so was hard and ready to roll the condom down his cock.

“M’ready Lix,” you say to him, unable to see the smile you brought to his face from how eager you are.

“I know baby, just one second,” he replies before aligning his cock with your hole.

Very carefully and slowly, he starts pushing his tip in. Your eyes flutter shut, steadying your breathing in the process in preparation to take all of him as well. Chan rubs up and down your arm, distracting you from the temporary sting. With the lube doing its job, Felix can continue to push in at a leisurely pace right until he has the majority of his cock wrapped up by you.

“Doing so well Y/N,” Chan says reassuringly. “Just stay like this for a bit until you’re ready to move yeah?”

You nod, allowing your body and muscles to relax and ease into the pleasure that’s starting to fade out the burn. It’s difficult to comprehend a fuller feeling than this; to have two cocks stuffed in you to the hilt, and after a few moments of getting used to it, you slowly start to move.

“Mmm, yes fuck,” you sigh with satisfaction, using your hands on Chan’s abdomen to steady your body as you being to move your hips. “You both…feel so fucking good inside me.”

Your words were difficult for Felix to not listen to who was trying to ward off from thrusting for a little bit until you were comfortable with him starting to fuck you. It wasn’t until your movements became a bit quicker that he began to catch up to your pace. Very quickly did the room turn into a space brimming with moans, wet sounds, and the sound of skin slapping. It was plenty to add to the intense sensation you were hurtling towards.

Chan’s eyes are fixated on watching your pussy swallow his cock with every long stroke you take on him, “oh my god.”

With his tank top still on, Chan lifts it by the hem and holds onto it with his teeth. It wasn’t just to make sure that your hands weren’t going to be slipping on him as you use his abdomen to support yourself when you rock down, but it was also to restrict a whole bunch of moans that were about to rip through his chest. But even that couldn’t put a lid on the groans and growls rumbling from him.

“Taking us both so well angel,” Felix says exasperatedly in your ear.

His deep yet velvety voice has you leaning back slightly so that half of your back is pressed against his chest. With the help of you turning your head towards his face, Felix’s mouth crashes onto yours, almost tasting the remnants of yourself from before. He kisses you passionately, moaning into your mouth like he’s going to die if he doesn’t.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls, diverging from your mouth to dive into your neck to suck a few hickies in and groping your tits from behind. “Can’t get enough of you dammit.”

You sob out as he pinches your nipples, but also when Chan reaches down to your pussy, finds your clit and begins to rub in perfect motions, “god – fuck, I can’t…s’too much!”

Their cocks hit spots so phenomenally that each time they stroke over them, your holes involuntarily clench around them. Not to mention the total stimulation they were feeding you.

Felix’s hips haven’t faltered since they started pumping forward into your ass. The upward curvature of his cock seemed to be scratching the part of your brain that is responsible for making your eyes roll back. Chan’s dick on the other hand had you shaking. The length and girth were sickeningly satisfying.

“Not gonna last,” you whine, still keeping up the same pace when you rock down on Chan and feel Felix continue to thrust in and out. “So close…”

The hem of Chan’s shirt is long gone from his mouth, already given up on trying to suppress whatever was going to come out, “gonna cum for us again, huh? Such a good girl, taking us both at the same time.”

Chan couldn’t lie either, but he was close a long time ago, probably the second you decided that you wanted to ride him. Felix happened to be on the same page. He couldn’t get over this entire situation, finding it so fucking hot that even just a dream of it would be a blessing.

Words start to slip away from your brain once more. Aside from your orgasm swimming towards an astronomical high, you try to cling to that amazing feeling before it eventually disappears. But all good things come to an end. Your nails dig into Chan’s thighs while Felix has one arm barred just under your chest as the other hand doesn’t let up on your nipple. It throws your pace off balance and staggers your breathing when you start reaching that very pinnacle of euphoria.

“Yes! Fuck, I’m cumming!” You scream out.

Your thighs clamp around the frame of Chan’s lower half, shaking and shivering in place as the pleasure reaches its apex. Felix didn’t let up on his pace, fucking you all through your orgasm as Chan replaces your motions by fucking upwards and into you. Both of your holes spasm and contract around their dicks, enough to actually make them cum by the time you’ve reached the height of your orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, holy fuck, s’too good,” Felix’s head rests on your back, watching his cock disappear in and out of you before he starts to bust inside of the condom. His fingernails brutally dig into your hips when he cums.

Your moans easily fill up the room once more now that you have no choice but to succumb to the euphoria when your orgasm hits its hardest. Chan’s head tips back further into the pillow, eyes screwed tight shut as he’s hit with a tsunami of pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he exclaims loudly, his chest heaving up and down as he spills inside of you. He’s lucky that he did because as the pleasure reached a point where it was too much for you to bear, you slowly lean forward towards Chan, their cocks sliding out of you in the process.

On each exhale your body shudders, like the surges of aftershocks while the pleasure slowly plateaus. From this angle, Felix can still see you contracting, watching Chan’s cum leak from your pussy. If he wasn’t so fucked out, he would’ve had the energy to eat you out again.

In saying that, he is the first to recover and come to his senses a bit faster than either you or Chan. He takes the condom off, ties it, and discards it in the rubbish bin in the corner of the room before putting his boxers back on. Meanwhile, you’re still panting trying to catch your breath, resting on top of Chan’s body, you feel his hand run soothingly up and down your spine.

“Such a good girl for us,” he says caringly. “Felt so good.”

Felix sits beside you both at the top of the bed. He cards a gentle hand through your hair, observing your distant expression, “you there baby?”

You blink up at him and nod, your brain still trying to process that sort of orgasm.

“When you’re ready, we’ll get you cleaned up yeah?” He smiles softly down at you.

As the minutes ticked by, Felix lent you a helping hand to stand up when you were ready. Even though you were wobbly on your feet, he still guided you to the bathroom and ran a nice hot shower. Both Felix and Chan joined you in a bid to make sure you knew that they were there, dousing you with as much praise as an individual could get – and they meant every word.

When you were ready to hop out, Chan fetched you one of his warm jerseys and placed it straight over your body before telling you to hop in his bed while he went to gather up the towels and clothes from the bathroom. Just as he was picking up the last items, Felix caught him right as he was about to walk out.

“She okay?” Chan asks him.

Felix nods reassuringly, “out like a light.”

“Alright then,” he sighs contently. “She’ll probably be asleep for the rest of the day.”

“Mm,” he hums, staring at a space just to the side of Chan who picks up on the subtle behaviour.

“Is there something wrong?” Chan asks as a slight concern balloons in his chest.

“When are you going to tell her?” Felix asks.

Chan stares at him, trying to figure out what he means, “tell her what?”

He rolls his eyes and chuckles, “that you like her, idiot. That we like her.”

That had been a distant thought for Chan for some time. The possibility of that ever working out between the three of you seemed like a long shot. You only all slept together. There was no depth to it other than that even though deep down, Chan would’ve liked it to be for the sole purpose that he likes you. But it’s not just him.

It’s also the one standing at the doorframe, staring right back at Chan; Felix.

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fallingdownhell · 3 months

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Helloooo- can I request breakup sex with the genshin boys of your choice cause like AAAH BREAKUP SEX IS SO ANGSTY AND LOVELY AND LIKE >>>

IT'S ONE OF THE BEST THINGS TO EVER EXIST!! AAGH!! THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST!<3 Characters Included: Kazuha; Diluc; Neuvillette Content: gender neutral reader; nsfw; gentle sex; passionate sex; breakup sex; angsty; unprotected sex; creampie; edging; orgasm control; scratching; biting Word count: 1,2k words NSFW UNDER THE CUT! MINORS DON'T INTERACT! Everyone else, please enjoy<3

Kazuha

as much as I want to say that he'd be passionate about it, I think Kazuha would be very gentle during his last time with you

in his mind, it's the last time he gets to enjoy you like this, so he wants to take his time and live out every moment to its fullest

he'd savor your taste, eating you out multiple times, making your head spin from overstimulation, worshipping your body, because he'll be damned if he can't tell you how much he loves you and your body one last time

you'd be gasping for air, throwing your head around, trying to grasp onto something to ground yourself again, yet finding nothing except for his head between your legs, so you hold onto his hair tightly

Kazuha doesn't care if you'd pull out some strands of his hair. He'd simply groan against you in pleasure, digging right back in because that's how he knows he's making you feel good

only when you're an incoherent mess, eyes glassy and disoriented from so many orgasms, would he finally allow himself to take you

he'd want to go slow at first, savoring the feeling of you clenching around his dick, but he soon looses his focus, thrusting more passionately, already at his limit since he's been depriving himself of touching you for so long

Kazuha would overstimulate the everliving hell out of you. He does not care how many times you've already came, he's always gonna squeeze one more out of you

his arms are tightly circled around your upper body, pressing you into his chest while he snaps his hips into you repeatedly, hitting that spot inside you dead on with every single thrust, making your eyes roll back from the immense amount of pleasure

when Kazuha finally comes, his hips stilling inside of you for a few seconds, before he begins rutting into you again, attempting to ride out his orgasm for as long as possible while he whispers praises into your ear

soon after that, you'd pass out in his arms, to spent from all the things he did to you. And while Kazuha wants nothing more than to stay with you, cuddle you in your sleep and take care of you, he knows that if he stays, he won't have the strenght to leave you in the morning. So, he quietly slips out of the bed, makes sure you're warm and comfortable before he gathers his things, giving you one last, tender kiss on your cheek before he leaves your home for the last time...

Diluc

when you proposed having sex one last time before the relationship would be officially over, he was reluctant about it at first, but ultimately agreed to it, figuring that there couldn't be any more harm to it either way

gods, was he proven wrong right now

he had been thrusting into you relentlessly, snapping his hips against yours repeatedly for what feels like forever now

he's giving you both pleasure, hitting your spot dead on, yet every time you come close to your orgasm, he stops all his movements, denying you and himself this overwhelming peak of pleasure

´his arms are on both sides of your head, holding himself above you, he's panting heavily while you have your legs wrapped around his waist, desperately grinding against him, trying to get him to move again so you can finally come

but he only presses you more into the matress so you can't move anymore, keeping you both still. As a response, your arms circle his back, your nails digging into the skin of his back, leaving marks and scratches all over it

Diluc groans, the sharp pain soon turning into pleasure and he can't help but snap his hips forwards again, his cock grinding deeper into you

the screams and moans you let out at that only spur him on even more, burrying his face in the crook of your neck, he can't help himself when he gently bites into your soft flesh

the action sends you reeling, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull as you let out another loud moan

it's at this point that you start begging him, to please, finally let you come. It's just becoming too much for you, the constant pleasure becoming unbearable

and despite everything, Diluc knows he could never deny you anything, not when you're begging him so nicely

so he decides to oblige you, snapping his hips against yours in a more brutal pace than before, reaching down with one hand between your bodies to stimulate you even more

and when you finally come, you feels the the force of all your previous denied orgasms come back full force with this one, to the point of you almost blacking out under Diluc

Diluc comes soon after you, the feeling of you clenching so tight around him just too much for him to take at this point

too exhausted to do anything else, the two of you fall asleep next to each other, not caring how awkward it would be in the morning. That's a problem for after a good nights sleep...

Neuvillette

I like to think that he'd also be gentle about it, but in a bit more of a passionate way, all the same, if that makes any sense

similar to Kazuha, he'd also want to enjoy himself, and he wants you to enjoy yourself as well

and in his eyes, the best way to achieve that for the both of you is to give you both as many orgasms as possible

by now, you've lost every concept of time. You've no idea how long you two have been going at it or how many times you or him have came at this point

all your nerves are standing at high attention, every little touch feels overwhelming to you. Even his soft caresses over your arms send shivers of pleasure down your spine, your back arching into him as his hips snap into you, his cock splitting you open over and over again as you moan and scream his name the entire time

meanwhile Neuvillette, although enjoying the moment, is deep in his head. He can't quite wrap his head around the fact that this will be your last time with him, that he won't get to devour you again like this, so he at least wants to make it count

he would mark your entire body, so that even for days and weeks after, you would be reminded of him and his touch, and how good he could make you feel

he's leaving hickeys all over your neck and throat, clawmarks on your arms and back, some marks even on your thighs. He marks you everywhere he gets a chance to, and you're too overstimulated to notice or even care about it

in fact, you welcome it, wanting to have something to remember him by, however fleeting it might be

when you reach your nth orgasm of the night, Neuvillette follows you soon after, loving the feeling of how tight you clench around his cock when you come, him burried deep inside of you, touching all the good spots only he could reach

it takes a while for the both of you to catch your breaths and when you feel like you're finally done, you half expected him to either dissapear immediately or just turn around and sleep

what you didn't expect however was for him to cuddle up to you, gently kissing your body to make up for his rough treatment from before. He's still giving you proper aftercare, which you're confused about at first, but you're definitely not going to deny him

and maybe, he hopes that while he treats you with such care and devotion, you might recondsider the decision you made and stay with him, after all...

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creepling · 2 months

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NSFW ALPHABET - DIGGER HARKNESS/CAPTAIN BOOMERANG

requested by @sweetnsaltyclussy. template cred @the-coldest-goodbye. mdni banner cred @cafekitsune.

tags. smut - MINORS DNI. digger harkness x gn!reader. switchy digger at times but mostly dom. deals with a lot of things but inolves themes of scentplay, exhibitionism, and rough sex.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Either gets sleepy or can go another round, there is no in-between. On the times he doesn’t pass out (and makes you cum multiple times), he takes a piss, runs you a bath and carries you around the house. When he passes out, he invites you to sleep in his arms. His head anchors your chest, snuggled into you like you’re a pillow, and you're trapped in that position until the morning.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Tits or ass man? Why not both? This man fucks like his life depends on it. He worships your body and has perfect access to every inch of you when you’re sitting on his lap. His hands grabbing your ass, his mouth kissing, biting, licking your chest and neck. The most taboo body part he likes is the armpits. Inhaling your scent and kissing down your sides, tasting your sweat, the nasty fucker can’t get enough of it.

The most obvious answer for his favourite body part of himself may be obvious, but I don’t think it’s his dick. I say this because he didn’t act smug when Deadshot commented on it. He wasn’t aware it was above average until later in life when he began having sexual partners. He thinks people are overreacting. His favourite part of himself is his chest and arms, mostly due to his tattoos. He’s proud of them and the story they tell. The way to win his heart is by stroking his arms and palming his chest.

But may I suggest your favourite body part on Digger? His nose – riding on it. That’s all I’ll say.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He can shoot a load. It’s thick and white and comes in large quantities. He likes tasting his cum too, especially when kissing you or eating you out after finishing in/on you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Pantie sniffer!!! It’s an addiction at this point, and his ‘dirty secret’ was outed very early in your relationship. He is not so discreet about it, sometimes asking you directly for your underwear after sex or when you undress for a shower. Bonus points if he can make you cum in them and keep them afterwards.

Another one is that he fantasises about being a swinger. Fucking multiple people at the one time, not knowing who he’s fucking or who is pleasuring him. He was close to doing it during his bachelor days but chickened out at the last minute. He is too afraid to bring it up to you in case you think it’s him saying he’s not interested in you anymore.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Digger has had his fair share of sexual encounters, most of the body count accumulating in his twenties. During his time in Arkham, his sex life fizzled out, but his drive was unrelenting. Being with you is his way of unleashing the desires pent up in him, and he can get a little carried away. He fucks you fast with long, hard strokes, hands taking fistfuls of your hair or imprinting your skin. His endurance is unwithering. Do you think he’s out of breath or needs to slow down? You thought wrong. You have to remind him not to get carried away at the moment, and just one look at you brings him back to humanity. Sorry, love, ‘couldn’t help myself.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Digger is into anything that involves you sprawled out on a surface. That being a kitchen counter, desk, etc. He also likes fucking you against a wall with one of your legs hooked around his arm. Mostly positions that have you facing towards him and beneath him, so your body can take him fully and cling onto him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He is not deliberately humorous, but sometimes his Aussie slang gives you the ick, especially when he refers to his balls as ‘goolies’ or calls his dick a ‘donger’ or ‘old fella’. He tries to avoid them while having sex, but he slips up now and then.

If you think goolies is bad, we also call ‘em jazz crackers.

Please, just shut up.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He is in the in-between when it comes to hairiness. Like this chest hair, the rest of his body hair is light and sparse, giving the illusion he has none at all. His pubic and ass hair is where it’s the most coarse, fading up into a snail trail and light flicks on his ass cheeks. He doesn’t pay much attention to grooming. Since his hair is light, he prefers keeping what is there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

He’s no Mr Romantic, but with the right person, he can go slow and steady, take a break from the ‘fucking’ for ‘lovemaking’, and remind himself he is capable of love if he allows himself to. That is only if he can muster it. Growing up in an unloving family, he struggles with displaying affection. When you are intimate with him, it’s as if he forgets how to move or talk. The feeling of his heart growing heavy is alien, and he recoils at first until he feels the warmth of your body, the light kisses on his face. No longer is he driven by a primal sex drive, this time the feeling is everlasting. He slowly eased himself into your nurture, soothed by your words. All you do is repeat, I love you, I love you, but it’s enough to move him to tears. So simple, it’s the bare minimum, but it means the world to him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

It is second nature to Digger, and it was his only form of pleasure in the Arkham years. One day his hand was not doing it for him, growing so used to it that it became useless. He looked around his cell, thinking about humping the pillow, until he spotted Pinky perched next to him. He lifts his beloved plushie and takes a while to debate his idea. Then eventually said, Fuck it. He only did it one time, and he couldn’t sleep with his beloved unicorn for a week after out of guilt.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He probably has plenty of kinks, but here are the main contenders. Digger gets off at the thought of getting caught. Touching you in public areas where someone can spot you at any time is his dream scenario. If you do get caught, he performs to the peeping tom, teasing you with his words. Looks like someone else thinks you’re hot stuff.

Digger is a bordering alcoholic and has been known to take drugs. Intoxicated sex isn’t somewhat of a voluntary kink but it comes with being with him. He knows what certain things to take to make sex feel good, and what to avoid that kills his libido.

Dare I say he is probably into roleplaying as well? He loves seeing you in costume, something skimpy and showing your best physical qualities. He doesn’t always commit to the scenario but will always relish how good you look in certain types of clothing. He particularly likes maid dresses, watching you bend over and clean as a form of foreplay.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

He loves car sex. The clumsiness, the restricted space, and having the car parked on a busy street. The steamy windows hide you from the public, but Digger will tease about wiping the condensation for everyone to see you (and do it if you consent). He also likes alleyways. If you go out for a drink and he’s dying to get in your pants, he will pull you into the dark, dingy lane because he can’t help himself. Bonus points if it’s raining, seeing you wet and bothered while he licks the raindrops dripping from your jawline. Getting you on your knees to suck his dick, your body concealed by a trashcan so you’re not seen by passers-by. The dirtier, the better.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Digger knows he is really into someone he likes their smell. He appreciates perfumes and colognes, but it is natural scents that turn him on. An artificial scent mixed with your musk, sweetening it for his pleasure. It urges him to taste you, bury his face into the crook of your neck and suffocate his senses.

He will also be turned on at the mere fact that someone is into him. If he can sense you getting flustered around him he will hound you like a dog. Face it, you want to see what old Digger’s all about. If you are submissive, he will be persistent, doing anything to push you over the edge and admit your feelings for him. He will take enjoyment out of how shy you get, showering you with compliments and become aroused as you unwind beneath him. He is also partial to being a power bottom, toying with your sexual confidence, and doing anything to get your attention. No matter his stance, if he’s turned on, he will always have that shit-eating grin on his face.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Digger outright refuses to hurt you, even if he has his loopholes. He likes spanking, biting, and roughhousing, but he will not slap, punch or tie you up. This is deep-rooted into his childhood, and some of the abuse has embedded into his kinks, but there are still actions that cause flashes of bad memories. He also doesn’t like to see you cry. If you don’t give him the safe word, he will continue but go slow and soothe you, kissing the tears and stroking your face. It’s alright, love, I’ve got ya. Cheer up for me, lemmie see that pretty smile.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He finds enjoyment on both sides. Giving is when he can have you at his mercy, liking the way you flush and squirm in his mouth and hands. He gets a kick out of making you orgasm and holds it against you, being all smug about it. Receiving is when all the attention is on him and he gives you all the praise, letting you know how well you take his cock, and how good you make him feel. He loves training your mouth for his massive size, encouraging you to take as much as you can, holding your face in place as he drools at the cock-hungry look in your fluttering eyes. That alone is enough to have him finish in your mouth, letting his hot cum stream down your throat and swallow every last drop.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough, for sure. His roughness bleeds through depending on the day. If he’s had a rough time, or a robbery goes wrong, or he hasn’t seen you in months, he fucks you like it’s his last day on earth.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He pretends it’s not his thing, but it is definitely his thing. He is sex-driven, especially when you are in range. It is very common for both of you to disappear from a mission or a social setting just to release tension. Stroking his bulge or flashing a part of your body is enough for him to pull you aside and fuck his cum into you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Consider Digger a ‘Yes Man’ when it comes to experimenting. This man will try anything that doesn’t exceed his limits. He is the one to suggest more than you are. Some of his suggestions you’re convinced he has invented himself, and some are so bizarre you don’t know if he is joking or not. Better to try everything at least once, is his motto.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

If you make it certain you are one hundred per cent into him, Digger can last a whole night. There have been times were he exceeds you in rounds and (depending on your mood) you let him fuck you on the brink of sleep. He has Superman levels of sexual stamina and it can be difficult to match his energy, but he is more than satisfied to have another orgasm at the mere sight of you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Digger is partial to a cock ring, more for convenience. It comes in handy for days when he wants to edge himself and make the orgasm more pleasurable. If you have toys, he is more than happy to use them. He would be very invested in which ones you own, and give you new ones to try out.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Digger is the teasing master when it comes to words, taunting you with anything dirty that comes to his mind. In action, he gets too excited and wants to make you cum when you’re ready to, and fuck another one out of you. When you are teasing him, he acts like it's torture, but he is so into it. If you pull your hand away from his dick just as he is about to finish, he is almost screaming but gets too turned on. He loves the feeling of the build-up and will treat you like a brat or plead with you to keep touching him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Certified grunter. He sounds like an animal. His voice grows hoarse matched with heavy breathing. In downtime moments like oral, his sounds are more like groans with sly chuckles.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

On more than one occasion Digger has suggested a gangbang or cucking with the other members of the suicide squad. He has a plan in his head of the routine and how it would go down. If it was you and Harley, he wants to cuck and watch you fuck. If it’s with Deadshot or King Shark, he would want a threesome/gangbang. When Digger brings this up he passes it off as a joke, but you can tell it’s something he wants to do.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

The canon speaks for itself. In my opinion, however, Digger is just above average, around 6-7 inches. He makes up the rest in girth. Also, the canon suggests he is not a ‘grower, not show-er’ type. What you see is what you get.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Inhumanly high. The man needs to be sterilised.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Considering he has come multiple times like he usually does, he is falling asleep right away. He is not the post-nut clarity type because he manages to pass out before that stage. He saves the pillow talk for the morning.

#digger harkness x reader #captain boomerang x reader #ssktjl #kill the justice league #dc universe #nsft alphabet #smut #fanfic

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gojos-thot-patrol · 1 year

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🌶️ nsfw HCs for jjk men 🥵 general sexy times~ what are they like in bed?

ooo, IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! TURN IT UPPPPP!!!

Now Presenting...

Starring Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna.

Sugru Geto

Cigarettes and feelings keep me Laughing when everything is all fucked up

C O R R U P T I O N K I N K DO YOU HEAR ME?!

He sees himself as dirty and ruined and he needs to see that in you too.

His loves how you look when you’re choking on his cock

He loves it so much he’s gonna take a picture! He’s big on recording you in your most vulnerable moments

Mirror on the ceiling so you can watch him fuck you stupid

I hope you have a degradation kink cause he's going to call you his stupid fucking whore

But hey! At least you’re his stupid fucking whore!

He needs to push your limits. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, and what you're willing to do to get his praise.

Unlike in your daily life, his praise is rare in the bedroom. That’s what makes it so intoxicating when he finally does give it out. You’re still going to have to work for it though.

CONTROVERSIAL TAKE: he hates to be called daddy. Call him literally anything else, but the moment you say “Daddy” he’s over it

Now Sir on the other hand? Sir will always make him act up, use it strategically, lest you get pounded in a dirty bathroom.

He gives me the vibes of someone that would convince you to drop ex or acid then fuck him for a “religious experience.”

IDK maybe that's just me seeing the cult leader in him.

All of that being said, I also think Suguru has mastered the art of aftercare

During the act he’s a monster, but after? Nothing but praise and love. He’s worshiping your body while cleaning you up, cuddling with you for as long as you’ll let him.

You need water? He’s getting it. You want a bath? Say no more he’s running it for you.

He never wants you to think he’s just using you for your body.

Even if he is.

Satoru Gojo

Set my alarm, turn on my charm That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy

My most controversial Gojo take is that he’s actually not all that experienced

This man has spent his entire life either as a child or raising a child he didn’t have a lot of time for romance.

Not only that, but having sex with someone is an inherently vulnerable position to put yourself in. Man’s got too many enemies for that.

BUT that does not mean that he isn't willing to learn for you!

Gojo is above all else adaptable, and his main goal in the bedroom is to get you off. He’s willing to do whatever you need.

Honestly, that’s probably his kink. Overstimulation. He wants to make you feel so good you're delirious, he wants to make you cum so hard you forget anything other than his name.

He is the king of oral. It’s his favorite thing, eating you out through multiple orgrasam until his face is soaked in you. And he’s good at it too. He knows exactly how to make you melt under him.

His dick isn’t thick, but it is long, and weirdly pretty for a cock. He also uses a ring light to take dick pics. Tell me he doesn’t, you can’t.

He’s also very vocal. He likes when you're loud, it’s how he knows he’s doing something right. So, he’s pretty vocal as well, wanting to let you know just how amazing you make him feel

when he's not telling you about how good you feel, he's kissing you. He LOVES kissing you, its like a drug to him.

Gojo struggles a lot with the feeling that people don’t really like him, so he has a praise kink. On both the giving AND receiving end

I also feel like he’s really into lingerie, and has no problems dropping a paycheck on a new set for you.

Definition of “There’s a difference between fucking someone and making love.”

God, I hate that phrase but I'm genuinely not sure how else to get my point across lmao

When ya’ll are just fucking, he tries to play the part of a big tough dom, dirty talk galore, overstimulation to the point of tears, the man is a beast.

But in your quiet moments, when you’re, for lack of a better word, making love, there’s a 63% chance he's going to cry.

He gets overwhelmed by his love for you, and the realization that you love him for him, 6 eyes or not. It gets to him.

And the best part? He’s not even embarrassed by it, because you don’t shame him for it. He’s truly safe with you

Kento Nanami

Hey pretty baby can you feel that heat? You got me twitchin to the edge of my seat

Dare I say daddy kink?

I do, I do dare. Nanami knows the type of person he attracts (riddled with daddy issues) and has decided to play into it.

I feel like Nanami never loses his composure, even in the bedroom. He could be giving you the ride of your LIFE while calmly explaining the stock market to you. It’s part of why teacher Nanami is so appealing to me I’M SORRY-

“Are you paying attention? This is going to be on the test.”

He says as he's skullfucking you into oblivion

Despite his calm composure, he's big on dirty talk…mostly as a way to ask for consent and gauge how you’re doing at the moment. He’s still Nanami

“You like that Princess?” “Beg for me.” “Tell me what you want,” All phrases that pop up commonly in your bedroom

He’s a panty snatcher, there I said it. He’s taking your panties with him when he leaves your place. You can get them back the next time you two get together.

He is prone to taking out his frustration on you in the bedroom when he’s had a bad day.

Not that you're complaining, nothing like his thick cock splitting you open after a rough day, amiright?

Public sex. Nanami loves covertly fucking you, in various ways, and watching you try to keep your composure. Be it him finger fucking you under the table, or reminding you that you have guests downstairs while he rails you in your bedroom, he likes to test your volume control.

In a similar vein, phone sex! He’s away on “Business” a lot, so late nights on the phone with you are basically a necessity for him.

M A R K I N G. You think it’s childish? He doesn’t fucking care he needs EVERYON to know you’re together

Hickies everywhere, dark ones that don’t budge for days, even weeks

Brat tamer. No, I won't explain, look at him.

He’s probably the best dom, even if he is a softer dom. He's going to discuss your hard and soft limits, safe word, and discuss the red yellow green system. Your comfort and safety is his number one priority.

Going hand in hand with that, Nanami has mastered the art of aftercare. Anything you need, he’s got, anything you need him to do, he’s doing. He’s showering you in words of affirmation while trying to rehydrate you.

Also He’s cuddly. He wants you to fall asleep resting on his chest while he traces lazy patterns in your back. It’s his ideal way to go to sleep.

Ryomen Sukuna

My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God

BESTIE idk how many different ways I can tell you not to go near this man, but let's find out

For one, he’s incredibly selfish, prioritizing his pleasure over yours every time.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t at least try to get you off though. Nay nay, getting you off is a part of his pleasure. Because it strokes his ego.

Daycraphillia. Be it from pleasure or pain, he loves to see your tear soaked face.

This man is PACKING btw. It hurts at first everytime no matter how ready you are for him. The king of curses has the dick to back up all the shit he talks, you can’t convince me otherwise

He’s got four hands and he’s gonna use them all. Fingers in your pussy, on your tits, in your mouth, in on your ass. You're going to feel like you’re drowning in him.

Degradation. You're a filthy little whore, the only thing you’re good for is being a hole for him to fuck.

Does he actually mean this? I mean…shit, maybe! Depends on where you’re at in the relationship honestly.

He will summon mouths in random places when fucking you. On his palms, above his cock, anywhere. Be prepared to feel a random tongue in random places.

…..breeding kink.

Honestly, I don’t think he’s proud of it. But something in him wants to fuck an heir into more than he wants to breath.

Also, blood and marking kink. These go hand in hand as far as he’s concerned. He will bite you until you bleed with no issue.

He may not truly love you yet but the moment he stuck his dick in you, you became his. Which means no other man can touch you. Hence why he clearly marks you as his.

Aftercare who? He doesn’t know her, you’re lucky if he doesn’t immediately kick you out of the bed when he’s done.

The exception being if you somehow managed to rope him into a “real” relationship. I still don’t think he’d be an aftercare king or anything, but he would at least cuddle with you until you passed out.

Sukuna likes to find your limits, and then push you past them. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, even if that breaks you.

God, this mf is so toxic. Why do I love him?

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lovesickeros · 1 year

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☆ sickly sweet poison

{☆} characters tsaritsa, harbingers [ mentioned ] {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings isolation, starvation {☆} word count 0.6k

You lose track of time so easily in the suffocating walls of your room. You can only guess, generally, how long has passed by how the logs burn in the grand centerpiece of a fireplace, drowning the entire room in vibrant hues of orange at all times. Servants come every few hours to stoke the flames and add more, should it be needed, but they do not listen to your pleas, hurriedly scurrying out of your room as if they had never been there at all.

It was..surprisingly lonely, despite how often the Harbingers visited.

You did not even know what the hall outside your door looked like, beyond the brief glances you managed to steal when it was opened. They showered you in affection and gift, your closet bursting at the seams with new clothes and the bowl of imported fruit sitting untouched - they claimed to love you, to adore you, to worship the very ground you walked upon..so why, then, did you feel more like a bird, trapped within a cage of it's own making?

You should have never trusted them to protect you from the other Acolytes. Death, you think, would have been sweeter then the poison they feed you with every pretty lie they tell you.

We're just protecting you, Most Divine.

The others cannot be trusted. They have failed you once already, what's to say they shall not do so again?

You are safe with us, Divine One.

You no longer believed a word of it. Not since they locked you in the palace, in the room you once viewed as a safe haven from the cruelties of the world. You were blind to their own cruelty, as they made it your prison.

"Divine One?"

Heels clicked against the floorboards, the door shutting softly behind her, as the cold that followed her like her own shadow swept over you. Even beneath the heavy blankets and despite the freshly stoked fire burning every so brightly, you could not help but shiver. You felt sick, dread clawing at your throat as the bed dipped, calloused, gentle hands brushing your hair away from your eyes.

You wish she would at least pretend, just like the rest, that your isolation was for the greater good. It was so very easy to hate them. But she would not hide her intentions behind falsities - she was simply selfish.

"My Harbingers tell me you refuse to eat," Her voice is uncharacteristically soft, but you sense the dull threat offered beneath her honeyed words, "Must I remind you, Divine One, that I am not above forcing you, if I have to?" Her tone turns bitter, fangs peaking from beneath plump lips as you tearfully meet her eyes, shivering beneath her cold hands and even colder eyes, dissecting you and pulling apart your defenses until you become pliant.

"It truly pains me to do so, Divine one, so let us not make this any harder then it has to be for either of us." You tense, freezing like a deer in headlights as her hand slips to the back of your neck, nails digging into your throat enough to make a point, the bed dipping even further as she leans down, "I hope I will not have to ask you again."

"..Okay."

You barely hear your own voice over your heartbeat, your hands still trembling as she takes them in her own, "There we are. I knew you'd see reason." As if waiting for your eventual compliance, the door opens again, the overwhelming smell of food filling your room as multiple servants shift in and out, lining the table in the far corner of your room with more food you would eat even on a good day.

You are sure she senses your uneasiness, but she peels the layers of your bedding away all the same, hands shifting beneath your knees as she lifts you away from your last remaining comforts, cradling you against her chest.

Had you known love could be so cruel, you never would have stepped foot into the wolves den - death was a mercy, now.

#sagau #self aware genshin #self aware genshin impact #genshin sagau #tsaritsa #sagau tsaritsa #fic tag #aka the tsaritsa bullies u into self care for issues that she created (girlboss)#the self care is not dying #we support evil villainous women in this household #if she tells me to sit down im sat #luring in normal ppl w the zl fic so i can throw this fic at them like a brick. enjoy ur fucked up women!!#oh right #imposter au #implied but its there

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xxshadowbabexx · 3 months

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MHA Kinktober #1

Day one: Kirishima x f!reader

WARNINGS: Angst, referenced past cheating, blowjobs, thigh riding, vaginal sex, light praise, light degradation, usage of the word slut and whore, aftercare, vulgar language, multiple orgasms, reader cries A LITTLE (like tears might be mentioned three times), and light body worship

You stood in the mirror, fuck. You looked like a disaster. And you know what? You have been a disaster since that night… since Ei- Kirishima caught you and him, the ex you swore he didn’t need to worry about in your bed.

A violent shudder runs through your body at the thought of him. Of his cock in you. Fuck- it didn’t even begin to compare to Kirishimas. And the whole time all you could think about was Kirishima. How much you wished it was him above you, him in you.

You loved Kirishima. You love kirishima. And you had to go and ruin it, didn’t you? Maybe…

You glance down at your phone, a thought crossing your mind. You shouldn’t. You really shouldn’t.

But you do, and on the second ring, he picks up.

“What is it now, L/n?” Part of you wanted him to yell at you- tell you to fuck off, but he doesn’t sound angry at all… he just sounds hurt, and that’s so mush worse.

“Kiri..” You mumble. You hear him sigh, and what sounds like shuffling on his end before you decide to continue. “I’m sorry. So-so sorry. I don’t know why I did it I just- I made a mistake and I know that. I don’t expect you to forgive me or want to try again-“ You’re sobbing at this point “-I just want you to know how much I love you, okay? Y-you’re the best thing to ever happen to me. The best fucking thing. I fucking love you, okay? Fuck- I love you. So damn much. I hate that I hurt you. I just… I-“ your voice breaks and you bury your face in your hand.

“L/n…” Kirishima starts and you perk up, a mix of nerves and excitement flood your veins at the thought of what he might say, “I’m coming over… if thats okay?”

You freeze and a chill runs through your veins. Does he.. does he really want to come over? You snap out of your thoughts when you hear him say your name again, realizing that you never responded. “Yes! Of course you can come! I- I mean if you r-really want to that is..”

“I- okay.. I’ll be there in ten. See ya,” and then the line goes dead.

Anxiously, you wait for him, pacing back and forth, overthinking the upcoming knock on your door. You take a deep breath, and open the door when the knock finally arrives.

He’s noticeably disheveled. Hair sticking every which way, and bags under his eyes. He looks about as shitty as you feel.

You step aside and he makes his way to your couch, sliding off his red crocs in the entryway.

“So-“ we both begin at the same time, each flushing and gesturing at each other to go first, and thankfully, he takes the lead.

“I um, I missed you a lot,” he begins, scratching the back of his neck, a sign that he’s nervous, “and, and I’ve thought a lot about you- about us, or what we were I guess. And things we good right? I mean I was happy, and I thought you were happy, too. So I, um, I guess what I am trying to say is that I think I’m willing to try things again, if you are, of course?”

His shy eyes look up to meet yours, and it’s only then that you notice the deepening blush on his cheeks.

You nod, “I would really like that..” and then a silence envelops us, slightly less uncomfortable than before.

“You know, it’s going to be awhile before I can trust you again, right?”

You bite your lip, “I know that… but I’ll do anything to earn that trust again, and I won’t abuse your trust either,”

“yeah…. so uh…” he trails off.

“Hmm?” you ask.

“I uh hate to be this guy and you know that. I don’t want you to think this is all I came here for- because it’s not, and asking this of you isn’t very manly of me, but…”

“But what?”

“We broke up three months ago you know? And it uh felt wrong to sleep with anyone else so I’m kinda..”

Oh. OH!

“Well-“ you scoot closer to him, placing your hand on his thigh, “-I could help you with that if you want,”

He nods, and thats all you need before your lips are on his.

His lips are just as soft as you remembered, and they move gently against your own, molding you and him together. He tastes the same as he used to, sweet and tangy like tangerines.

His hands feel great as they grip your waist, pulling you into his lap. You grind yourself on his half-hard member. Sure, you’ve been around since you broke up, but no one made you feel like he did. Half the time you spent with other men you had to fake it, and the other half your orgasms were small and weak compared to the ones Eijiro gave you.

You feel your panties wet as he sucks your bottom lip into his mouth, teeth grazing lightly. You moan into him and feel him stiffen under you as you rake your fingers through his hair, pulling at the edges.

He growls into your mouth, pushing your plush thighs apart to further straddle him. With a full boner now, his dick feels heavenly while rubbing your clothed clit.

Gently, he lays down on your couch, resting you on top of him.

“Baby~” he moans, voice scratchy and deep, shending shivers through your system, “want you to ride me,” And holy fuck nothing’s sounded better.

You’re instantly stripping yourself, tossing your shirt and sweatpants to the side. You basically rip your panties in half in the rush, and probably would have done the same to your bra, had you been wearing one.

You look back up to see that Eijiro is now completely bare and spread before you on the couch. Half lying half sitting so he can see your glorious form that he’s so desperately missed.

You crawl on top of him, eager to spear yourself on his inhumanely large cock when a thought crosses your mind. You should show him just how much you love him, every beautiful, delicious inch of him. So you slide off.

Now on your knees next to the side of the couch, you press your lips to his shin, kissing up and down the bone before moving to the other. Once done with that, you move your kisses to his knees. Then, his thighs. His perfect, thick thighs that you would pathetically grind yourself on when you were together. Coming undone like a bitch in heat.

You feather kisses along his happy trail and v-line, taking your time to appreciate every piece of the man who meant everything to you.

When you finally reach his face, you completely cover it in kisses, ending with the scar on his eyelid.

Now done, you turn your attention back to his cock, leaking precum. Gently, you kiss the tip before licking along the underside of the shaft. Those simple touches cause a moan to leave his mouth, and suddenly nothing’s enough.

In one swift motion, you slide as much of him as you can fit into your mouth, using your hand to jerk the rest of him. You had been together for three years before you fucked it up, and in all that time you’d never been able to fit all of him in your mouth.

You hum around him, twirling your tongue around his shaft as you begin to bob your head. One hand comes to grab your head, not forcing you deeper, or changing the rhythm, simply knotting itself in your hair as he begins to lightly thrust himself into your mouth.

The noises he’s making are absolutely sinful, and has you shifting slightly, attempting to rub your thighs together for any sense of stimulation. Moaning around his shaft, you move your hands up to massage his balls, something you felt awkward doing the first time you slept together, but know he loves.

And clearly, he still loves the sensation, if the moans he rewards you with are any indication. You feel his thighs tighten under your forearms, a sure sign that he’s about to come. You suck your cheeks in and hum, all while he’s thrusting his hips into your face when white, salty cum fills your mouth and floods your senses. His taste is salty and bitter, just as it’s always been. but it’s not unpleasant. If anything it tastes like home.

Everything about him screams home. From the taste of his kisses and the taste of his cum, to the feel of his arms around you and the whisper of his voice.

When his hands finally release your head, you pull back with an open mouth, showing off his cum before swallowing. Making eye contact with him, you lick off the remnants on your lips.

His large hands grab you by your shoulders and pull you into him, lips crashing with yours. It’s passionate and messy. You yelp into his mouth when his sharp teeth nibble your lip, feeling your slick drip down onto his thighs.

His hands drag you down onto his muscular thigh, guiding you to grind along it. Ever the gentleman, he flexes and bounces his thigh, stimulating your clit perfectly.

You squeeze your eyes shut and moan. God, you’ve missed this. Fingers tread through his hair as he takes your left breast into his mouth, sucking and licking and lapping with a passion no other man could give you. No one knew your body like he did. No one besides him knew your soul.

Already stimulated from sucking him off it doesn’t take long for him to pull you to the edge. Your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving crescent moon marks of passion as you cry out for him, head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. It feels like a volcano erupting in you, burning hot and unlike anything you’ve ever felt.

Your need for this man is insatiable. You ache to eat, sleep and breathe him. It’s so fucking pathetic but it’s all you’ve ever needed.

In a fraction of a second he has you flipped around so he’s over you, and he’s shoving his still-hard dick deep into your aching cunt. You moan like a fucked out whore as your eyes loll back. He’s brutal and cruel, pummeling your g-spot like he’d die without it.

You wrap your legs around him, never wanting him to leave. You cry his name like a chorus, like it’s the only word you know as he continues is fast, unforgiving pace.

“Yeah? You like that? Like how my cock stretches you open?” he teases, voice coming out near a growl as he ravages you.

You can’t form a coherent answer, babbling nonsense as you moan for him, eyes watering and near tears. The pleasure is too much but you need more. You’re greedy and you know it. You’re greedy for him and he loves it.

“Fuck- Fuck! You feel so good for me, so good baby” he praises, causing you to clench down on him, tongue rolling out of your mouth.

Teary eyes, tongue out and drooling down your chin, panting and moaning. You’re the perfect picture of sin. A fucked out mess, looking like a dog, and all for his taking.

You scream his name as you cum around him, core burning at the feeling of his seed pumping into you. White hot sensations flood your system as you cry. He keeps his relentless pace as you both work through your orgasms, only stopping once you both have finished.

Panting, he rests his forehead against yours. Once you both come back to reality, he kisses your forehead.

“You did so good for me baby, let me get you cleaned up,” he again kisses your forehead before getting up and pulling out. He wanders… somewhere, you’re too fucked out to pay attention to where, but he comes back with some baby wipes and water in hand.

With shaking hands, you take the water to your lips and begin to sip as he cleans up the mess in-between your thighs.

You relax into his touch, relishing the feeling when you feel yourself growing tired.

“Eijiro,” you begin, “Will you stay the night, please,” you mumble, voice soar from the orchestra of sounds he pulled from you just minuets ago.

He nods, kissing your temple before scooping you up into his arms and carrying you to your bedroom. He sets you down under the blankets and lies next to you. You rotate so you’re facing him and bury your face in his chest, letting his scent consume you.

Slowly, you both drift off to sleep, safe in each other’s warm embrace. You both know you’ll have a lot to talk about tomorrow, but that’s okay. For now, just having each other like this is enough.

#kirishima as a boyfriend #kirishima smut #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou

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Tor, Warrior Saiyan Goddess of the Moon

Purveyor of Saiyan “Dark” Magic, Death, The Afterlife, Premonitions/The Future, The Past, Saiyan Pride and Honor

Second oldest of the pantheon in both U6 and U7 Universes

Twin sister to Soli (goddess of the sun and life)

The goddess who bestowed upon Saiyans the ability to tap into Saiyan "dark" magic (umoya/auras) and their Saiyan pride

Patron Saiyan: Vegeta, Prince of All Saiyans

Tor is also known as the Caretaker of Saiyan souls. She leads Saiyans to the "Intsimi Yezinyanya" or "Fields of Ancestors” (like the Elysian Fields of Roman/Greek story but more Saiyan-like). This is why Saiyans do not exist in Otherworld in U7. Tor created a separate Afterlife for “worthy Saiyans.” Those Saiyans who are not worthy end up staying in The Otherworld in U6 and U7. There are not many Saiyans however who exist in U6 in Otherworld; most Saiyans in U6 end up in the The Amasimi aka The Fields. (Amasimi is the short form word for the ancestral fields.) The U7 Saiyans who were not worthy ended up being reincarnated. Goku and Vegeta's families are in the Amasimi.

When Saiyans in either U6 or U7 receive premonitions either by chance or by force (like by a priestess assisting in communication to ancestors of their past), Tor’s realm is where they enter, a sort of purgatory between Otherworld and The Amasimi. In The Amasimi, Tor shows Saiyans what they need, not what they want. She holds nothing back. That influence comes from her younger brother, Synphot, Saiyan God of the Mind. She believes informing a Saiyan of the truth will guide them to what they actually need, even if it hurts.

In U7, Tor is the most worshiped and most popular goddess, which is in contrast with U6. Tor's penchant for mercilessness and pride above all goes against what most Saiyans on Sadala believe. However, Sadalan Saiyans believe in honor, and Tor is the goddess of death and the one Saiyans meet near death, hence why Tor isn't banished from the culture.

Tor’s chosen patron Saiyan is Vegeta, Prince of All Saiyans. Like Soli, she is protective of Vegeta, but in the sense of defending his honor and pride. She is all for putting Vegeta through trials and tribulations as she believes these challenges make Saiyans stronger overall. In addition, unlike Soli, Tor is the twin who believes in second chances for Saiyans. This is due to her ability to see multiple futures and pasts. It is also part of the reason why she is tough on Vegeta but willing to forgive him easily. She knows all that could’ve happened and didn’t.

Tor is the goddess who bestowed upon Saiyans the ability to harness Saiyan “dark” magic aka umoya/auras in U6. Saiyans in U7 also possess this ability, but they do not utilize it in any capacity as magic is looked down upon versus Saiyan strength and prowess. When Vegeta turns Ultra Ego, he taps into the power of Tor that is latent inside of him as her chosen patron/avatar.

Finally, U7 Saiyans who worship Tor live in the Northern Hemisphere of the planet, while U6 Saiyan Tor worshipers congregate in the highest mountain tops near ice and cold, closest to the stars. These Saiyans in U6 are not ostracized for being Tor worshipers, but they do not tend to mingle with a majority of the planet. They tend to keep to themselves on Sadala. On U7, it is the Soli worshipers who are slightly ostracized, living majority in the Southern hemisphere. Tor worshipers congregate closer to the Capital of Planet Vegeta where the Palace and the Temple of Tor resides -- the temple being located where the High Star (their version of the North Star) is easy to be seen and located for holy days.

#dragonball #dragonball oc #Saiyan pantheon

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wardenofthecoast · 1 month

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Skyrim and Civil War

You know, there are ways to make good morally grey conflicts, but Skyrim's Civil War is not one of them. However instead of talking about how undercooked it was (it was), I want to talk about the underlying concept of it. Sometimes just saying "add more content" isn't a reasonable critique when it comes to a product that needs to come out (there are graveyards of games that never stopped developing).

The issue with Skyrim's civil war -

It puts a lot of emphasis on Talos, a god that tbh I don't think needed it and wasn't referenced until the third game. IDK this is more personal but I'd prefer Talos just be a hero-god of Cyrodiil/Skyrim you know? (Oh that guy who conquered you all and forced you into his empire, which some of you are old enough to remember? worship him pls)

It's morally grey, but in the "I hate both of these options way". There historical precedents for a nationalist movement opposing imperialism, and there are precedents for rebellions occurring from princes or nobles who want take power. However the conflict feels more like neoliberal democrat versus libertarian republican, aka I hate em both and the difference is minimal. It's like if someone wanted to do the US civil war but they really thought it was about states' rights. It's like Braveheart but worst.

It's both the impetus for the plot (the dragonborn prophecy) and shows up in the main quest, but ONLY if you don't interact with it (too much). And there's incentive not to, as it provides a cool quest that is optional and you can remove a jarl or two you don't like depending on how it goes. Otherwise you can really ignore it, and you're standing with any guild or city isn't really referenced except when the new Jarl takes over.

It's an excuse for chuds to make stormcloak memes after they're done making Morrowind slavery memes.

OK i know what I said about content but yeah the gameplay aspect isn't great with one or two exceptions (the siege of Whiterun and Solitude/Windhelm). The lack of say and options as a nation's folk hero truly shines here. It's like if during the US civil war Jesus showed up, killed the devil and then everyone said "thank you but we need you to blackmail a secretary".

You could make it work. There's a phrase the comes up in the game, Season Unending, which the nords used to mean war. You could put an anti-war theme or something regarding the cyclical nature of violence, even if people didn't agree it would be saying something. Personally, I'd use the 30 years war as inspiration - a religious and political conflict about an empire with multiple actors, all of which causing mayhem to the countryside.

Here are my solutions which don't involve any additional content, but instead changes/removal.

The Civil War ended at the beginning of the game. You see Ulfric die, his forces are scattered and the jarls with him are left picking up the pieces, but the Empire doesn't have the funds to restore control nor pay its soldiers. This helps explains why forts are ruined and the high number of bandits - they are soldiers/deserters looking for a payday. It also creates a narrative of trying to see who Ulfric Stormcloak was using unreliable narrators and maybe a bit of tragedy for a guy who thought he was The Guy (but in fact You're The Guy).

The Civil War ended years ago. Same as above, but make it more tamed. This would be the closest to just removing it entirely.

Make it a rebellion and have the player be a part of it. It would be so interesting a contrast to be against the empire after four games directly or indirectly aiding it. Now you could either try to do something thoughtful about revolutions and violence and the character of that rebel army, or you could just do Braveheart, but either way people would probably be more invested in it.

Don't let us join either side. The Empire's rulers claim the title dragonborn, and having some shmuck say he is would not be in their interest. Ulfric claims tradition and his power of the voice, not saying but implying a connection to Talos, and so he would not want you as a threat to his power. Have both groups be awful, and hammer home how these nobles might all claim to be different, but they slaughter the peasants all the same.

These aren't perfect solutions, and tbh the quality and quantity of the writers on board a project are going to impact any idea. But still, I think I'd prefer these options than what we got in game.

#skyrim #the elder scrolls

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cherryo · 2 years

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too scared to ask but i was slowly falling in love with ur blog, IDK IF THIS NEEDS TO BE SPECIFIC but nsfw and swf for Michelangelo (18 OR ABOVE OFC PLS) with gn or female bodied reader?

IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! I LOVE MIKEY SOOOOOO MUCH!!! i went with headcanon style for this one! but I loved writing this sooooo much, thank you for requesting sweetheart <33 genre: fluff and smut headcanons pronouns: fem genitalia pairing: AGED UP!Mikey x fem-ish! reader warnings: none really? just obviously explicit themes and cursing<33

-Sfw-

Personally, I think Mikey is the best lover out of the brothers, both romantically and sexually.

Not to say the other brothers' aren't good lovers, they are trust me, but Mikey solos them any day.

Mikey is one of my favorites throughout the whole tmnt franchise, of course, Donnie always will be my number one, but Mikey is the best lover no if’s and butts about it.

He’s caring, sweet, and very in tune with people's feelings around him, which makes him a wonderful person to talk to you, or if you just need to be around him without talking hes got you covered.

He’s understanding as well, don't want to talk and just want to be around him? Awesome!! There's so many things he can do in peace, he can paint, skateboard, cook and so much more and he’s more than willing to let you be around him.

Speaking of being around him, he’s so clingy. He’d follow you into the bathroom if you’d let him, if you genuinely want space, no hard feelings. Donnie needs time and space away all the time so he gets it and while he’ll miss you, he’s more than happy to give you anything you want.

He’ll check in on you by texting or by physically checking on you (with some food of course)

He loves doing anything for you, you want to go shopping? He’ll hold your bags!

You want some food? No no we dont need to go out, he can cook you something!!

You want to cuddle and nap? He’s already in his bed

Want to have a movie marathon? He’s got snacks and blankets at the ready!

He loves you so so much, would do anything to protect you and make sure you’re okay. If you knew him before the Kraang invasion then he’s ten times more protective. Hardly wants you to go the surface or out anywhere without him, wont necessarily hold you back or keep you anywhere but he’s nervous anytime you go out alone.

He’ll definitely want you to take part in his hobbies, painting is more of you being his muse and basically art puppet. Cooking either goes one of two ways, you either get the hang of it and he lets you cook with him all the time or you cant cook and you get banished to sitting at the island in the kitchen.

He loves you, and would worship the ground you walk on if he could. (He definitely tries to)

His pet names for you are “sweetheart” and “angel” he has more he calls you but those are the main ones .

-NSFW-

- THE MAN IS A CERTIFIED LOVER!!!!

- you've never felt so good during any sexual interaction as you have with him!!!

- Like I said he'd worship the ground you walk on if he could, so of course he'll worship your body instead!!!!

- Oh man, he loves to eat, and that does not exclude your cunt!! He could eat you out for houuuuurrrrs at a time, he's more than willing to prep you for sex!!

- He cares more about you cumming than him cumming, he wants you to have the best orgasms every time you guys have sex.

- He's told you that seeing you cum, and knowing it was good, would totally suffice for him.

- When you mention a new thing to try, he's already researching to find a safe way to go about it (shibari, wax play, anything you want really!!)

- He's so up for trying new things with you <33

- Also!! Fucks you like there's no tomorrow, literally every round is just as good as the first round. He could go on for multiple rounds too, not just 2 or 3 , no I'm talking 5-8

- This man has so much stamina, you can't handle it sometimes!!

- The best aftercare you've ever had, he had snacks, water and towels ready to go so he wouldn't have to leave you. If he does leave you it's to go and get warmed up blankets or to get pj's for the both of you.

God, he's such a good lover <33

#ChaseWrites #rottmnt #rottmnt smut #michealangelo #Rise mikey #mikey smut #god i love this turtle so so much

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I keep thinking about Desmond, our fave isekai protag, getting dropped into baldur’s gate 3. Only, per one of my favorite isekai tropes, as a no-name NPC. As one of the Sharess’s Caress escorts? As one of Astarion’s spawn?? Basically him just being Tired Of This Shit and trying to avoid the plot but of course that’s not going to work lol. I haven’t even decided if he would be a romantic interest for the MC or a companion or anyone, or what his class would be. But ugh his isekai potential too strong.

His isekai potential is too strong.

If we want Desmond tired of everything and just want to avoid the plot, I personally would put him somewhere safe-ish? Desmond is the type of person who wouldn’t turn a blind eye to atrocities if it smacked him on the forehead so the best way to ensure that he stays away from whatever plot is happening is by making him an NPC in a more or less stable area where he would feel like other more knowledgeable and experienced with all these ‘dungeons and dragons’ (they have magic, holy shit) got this. That would point us to someone in Baldur’s Gate before Act 3. This way, Desmond would have his peace and quiet until the party starts doing their thing and Desmond stop being able to turn a blind eye on everything and he’s ‘forced’ to assist this party of… well… interesting people

As for his class, well, you can go for the class I’m going for with my playthrough of BG3 as Desmond. I made him multiclass Rogue (Thief) and Ranger (Gloomstalker), with a little bit of Bard (College of Swords), specifically:

Rogue Lv 4 – Thief (because Thief’s skills are more all rounders than Assassin’s)

Ranger Lv 5 – Gloomstalker (more stealth options, Dread Ambusher is our Assassin skill lite and lv5 has extra attack XD)

Bard Lv 3 – College of Sword, more on the side of Desmond being good in being seen as ‘non threatening’ but his spell list is more on the side of support than actual damage.

If you want to keep him in one class only, making him a Thief (Assassin) would make the most sense with the hidden blade being more or less his one shot kill weapon, although in terms of gameplay that’s kinda like making him a “best in first round only” kind of deal. The multiclass above is the ‘compromise’ I made to have Desmond be more or less in line with his setup in Assassin’s Creed.

Of course, if you want to have fun and make Desmond suffer (affectionately), you can make him a Warlock with a pact with an unknown Great Old One. This would add a layer of mystery to who had ‘helped’ Desmond be pushed into Faerun and we can hint that the Great Old One is:

Isn’t actually a Great Old One but one of the gods but Desmond’s otherworldly-ness and his lack of ‘worshipping’ stopped him from being a Paladin or a Cleric and pushed him into Warlock territory

Is one of the Isus from his world that had escaped into Faerun (or somewhere close by) but, since that Isu is a deity from their world, the Isu is counted as one of the Great Old Ones (which sounds a lot like “Those Who Came Before”)

Desmond’s patron isn’t one entity but a legion, using some kind of system to support or affectionately bully him at times if and only if the legion reaches a majority vote. Desmond technically has multiple access to ‘Wish’ but it’s more of him asking help from the legion and hoping many of them would give him what he wants. … and, yes, I am basing the legion on the whole “Desmond’s patron is us” idea I have XD

Even if Desmond isn’t a magic class, I think he’d have a few scrolls with him, mostly support spells like Invisibility, Fly and even Enhance Leap (also Speak with Dead and Speak with Animal) with a few attack spells that he uses as distraction most of the time

Sidebar: I’m not sure if you mean Astarion’s spawn as in we’re setting this after BG3 with Astarion having ascended and making Desmond his spawn or if you meant Desmond is a fellow Cazador spawn, either way, we’ll have to find a way for Desmond to escape his sire’s thrall if that’s the case. The easiest would be Desmond getting a tadpole in his brain like Astarion but that does mean that… well… if his sire was Astarion, this will lead to Desmond wanting to kill Astarion because he sees being put in his thrall as something horrible as it makes him lose control over himself even if Astarion was to be… ‘kind’ to him. If it was Cazador though, then that means Desmond will want to kill Cazador (and maybe Astarion and the party helped him during the whole… Cazador ‘sidequest’) and that would be his reason for being unable to keep himself from the plot.

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Hinata took a deep breath, allowing the fresh air around her to purify her body by entering through her nostrils. For a little period, she felt relief and comfort as her lungs expanded.

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She was completely submerged in pleasing warm water, with big fluffy bubbles present all around her, completely encasing her entire being.

The bubbles stuck to every part of her pale skin, clinging to her as she lay stretched out fully within her bathtub in the comfort of her own home.

She had plenty of room to move within her bathtub, which was round and decently sized. It resembled a jacuzzi tub in appearance and was constructed of white, flawless ceramic.

The white bathtub was positioned directly upon the bathroom floor, and there was a flat ceramic surface circling it that could be used to place candles, bath essentials, and towels, or even used as a resting spot for one's arms.

Hinata used the opportunity of the evening to set aside the occasion for some relaxing alone time to take a bath, a pastime she enjoyed engaging in occasionally to refresh herself.

There was no other soul present. There were no sudden or abrupt sounds made. The midnight blue-haired woman had no responsibilities, and she didn't have to worry about the passage of time either.

No.

All of her worries were washed away, and she spent her time in the bath simply relaxing, allowing her body to soak and her mind to think about whatever it pleased.

The lights in the serene room she occupied were dim, allowing a brownish hue to saturate the entire space.

The only source of light in the bathroom was given by fire-lit candles, vanilla-scented candles that were carefully placed about the room. Just enough to see.

Each of the candle's ablaze fires danced and flared back and forth, casting lively shadows around the walls as it did so.

The atmosphere around Hinata as she steadily collected her breathing undoubtedly placed her further in a state of tranquility, easing her very soul.

The crystal blue water in the bath was warm against Hinata's skin, not too hot, not too cold, but just right.

Only her head and neck were above the bath water as it rose up her body, covering her limbs and reaching as high as her well-endowed chest.

Her normally long midnight-blue hair was pulled up into a high bun with a hair tie to prevent it from getting wet during her indulgent bath and to avoid causing her any distractions.

Undressed and alone, Hinata was enjoying yet another wonderful night reclining in a bubbly, warm tub. She chose to close her eyes and take slow, deep breaths in order to appreciate every last second of the pleasure of the moment.

Her body felt at ease, more at ease than she had ever felt. Her heartbeat was regular, her breathing was reserved, her limbs were light, and her skin was smooth to the touch, diffused by a lavender floral scent from the bath oils that had been pervaded in the water.

"Ahh." She moaned into the air, her delicate voice emerging to voice out her satisfaction.

All of it felt like a dream.

The situation, however, improved even further when she abruptly heard a soft knock on the bathroom door, which caused her to open her eyes and direct her attention toward the direction the noise originated from.

Her hands gripped the edges of the bathtub on each side of her, her lavender eyes lidded from the high levels of relaxation her entire body was experiencing.

The young woman smiled, knowing right away who was concealed behind the bathroom door.

"Yes? Naruto-kun, is that you?" Hinata called out to her husband, her soft voice echoing across the dimmed room of tranquility to slip outside of the main door from afar.

But the emergence of her voice caused the newcomer to chuckle softly, just on the other side of the closed door.

"Yep! The one and only."

Naruto responded amusingly, only his husky voice heard from Hinata's end.

"I just wanted to let you know, Hinata-chan, that I finally managed to get the kids to sleep, Boruto, and Hima."

Hinata's smile broadened in response to the good news her husband had just shared with her, news that warmed her chest and made her heart flutter.

Gently, she rocked her legs about within the pool of soapy water surrounding her.

Splashes were created as a result.

"Oh, that's fantastic news, Naruto-kun.

I'm so proud of you." Hinata responded, expressing her joy and appreciation, "Thank you so much for putting the kids to bed on my behalf tonight. I appreciate that more than you know."

Immediately after her words of gratitude were spoken, Hinata heard Naruto chuckle once more from behind the door, just before his soothing voice emerged again.

"Oh no, Hinata hime, you don't have to thank me. You need time to unwind, babe, you work so hard, after all. Therefore, I would be pleased to help you with the kids in any way I can. But um.."

There was a sudden pause, a momentary silence that caught Hinata's attention.

The midnight blue-haired woman perked up, "Yes? What is it, Naruto-kun?" Hinata tilted her head, "Do you need something?"

Naruto's voice immediately revealed itself again, in an attempt to answer Hinata's questions.

"Well, I was wondering if I could...come in. I-If I could join you..."

Naruto's voice lowered several notches, nearly to a whisper, as if he was relaying a secret.

"Ya know, to carry out our conversation?"

Naruto's frequent queries, delivered in quiet tones, made Hinata's ears perk up and her heart flutter once more.

Hearing that Naruto wanted to join her in the bath was like music to her ears, an offer that would ensure that her night would improve significantly.

Just like she wanted.

It wasn't really unpleasant at all—rather, euphoric—to take a bath with Naruto.

It always is, and the result is pleasant every single time.

Hinata couldn't help but recall all the other times Naruto accompanied her in the bath, where intimacy soon followed behind—a wonderfully satisfying way to liven up the bathing experience.

Such experiences were the greatest pleasures in life and a luxury that only marriage could provide.

Bathing together always made one another happier, fulfilled, and more refreshed than bathing apart. The two were always left in good spirits.

As a result, Hinata giggled at the sound of her husband whispering his requests to her, as though he were infringing on her privacy and would, therefore, not get the response he desired.

Oh, he had nothing to be concerned about.

Hinata nodded, tilting her head back against the bathtub's cushion pillow, "Oh, my precious Naruto-kun, of course, you can come in. It would make me so happy if you do." Hinata purred in response, her lavender eyes fixed on the bathroom door a short distance away. And as she accepted Naruto's request, she heard a growl of satisfaction from the man she loved coming through the door.

"Oh, honey, what a sweet invitation that is. Well then, I'm coming in."

Naruto rushed into the room after accepting Hinata's alluring offer, eager to greet his midnight blue-haired beauty.

However, as he walked in, an agonizingly lengthy creak of the bathroom door opening filled the entire space, briefly disrupting the tranquility and quiet found inside.

Hinata waited excitedly for her dashing spouse to enter and present himself to her, but the creak of the door seemed to last an eternity.

Her lavender eyes were drawn to the door as it cracked wider and wider, till the appearance of her significant other was at last presented to her.

Hinata's naked body flushed entirely as she watched her blonde spouse take a sidestep past the open door to enter the room she was in, finally revealing himself to her.

The midnight blue-haired woman couldn't stop herself from biting her lip as she connected her eyes to her lover's dreamy blue ones just a few feet away.

His entire body was in full view, with the lights from the candles flickering back and forth, highlighting different portions of his body in fractions of a second.

In addition, from what she could see now, he was wearing a black satin lounge set, a sleepwear ensemble that included a matching button-up shirt and pants. As a finishing touch, the satin ensemble included orange accents down the shirt, slacks, and sleeves.

But what really sent Hinata's heart racing was the fact that Naruto has purposely left his satin shirt unbuttoned, allowing it to sag open and reveal his gloriously tanned body and all of the exquisite gifts it holds.

Hinata couldn't help but wriggle in the tub, splashing the water about as she soaked up her husband's chiseled abs and pecs, which practically bulged out at her.

She licked her lips as she ran her eyes over his pink nipples, which looked to be hardened at the moment; pointy and alluring.

Naruto snickered as he noticed his wife eyeing him over, unaware that he was doing the same to her.

Now that he was inside the bathroom, he used his blue eyes to sweep over his naked wife as her flawless body lay submerged in soapy bathwater that obscured her entirely from his view. Her body was extended due to her resting position, thus her legs made it to the end of the bathtub, just barely revealing themselves.

Naruto, however, caught glimpses of her enormous breasts, the two creamy mounds of hers frequently floating above the water and giving him a sneak peek of their voluptuous goodness.

The short-haired blonde couldn't hold back a moan from such a sight.

Naruto put up a grin, a cheery one to greet his lover, "Hello, my beautiful wife." His cerulean gaze swept up and down Hinata's form, admiring her from afar.

He licked his lips in a seductive manner, dragging his tongue slowly across them.

"Mmm, now don't you look scrumptious."

Naruto greeted his wife in a sensual tone along with a compliment, one that he knew could easily make her weak in the knees.

He watched in satisfaction as Hinata squirmed in her bath, biting her lip briefly to contain herself. Such a sight could only signify that his plan had worked exactly as he had intended.

Hinata's cheeks flushed pink, but she, too, sought to greet Naruto.

"Hello, my lovely husband." Hinata greeted back, with the roll of her shoulders, a seductive motion of her own.

Naruto couldn't help but release yet another moan at such an enticing display, his cock twitching within his lounge pants.

But before advancing further, Naruto took a brief look around at his surroundings, soaking in the candlelit bathroom and all of its tranquilities.

The candles present were placed on countertops, near the sink, and on decorated shelves that marked their locations throughout the bathroom.

The sparks of fire inside such candles flickered and flitted, and the main lights were switched off, creating an idyllic composed mood for the room.

The air was also filled with a delicate vanilla aroma that was nearly edible to the blonde.

The vanilla aroma was warm, cozy, and rich, but it was also sensual, and it genuinely blessed Naruto's nostrils, luring him deeper into the room.

Upon entering Hinata's tranquil realm, Naruto could undoubtedly feel his own body relaxing considerably.

His troubled recollections of putting his kids to bed earlier seem to disappear completely from his head, forgotten for the time being.

Now, he was focused only on his wife.

Solely on his wife.

The short-haired blonde chuckled before gently closing the door behind him with a push of his foot. The door creaked once more before closing with a gentle thump.

"You know, Hinata-chan, what would make me a happy man?"

Naruto's question was abrupt, catching Hinata's attention immediately. She perked up, her eyes plastered on her husband's backside.

"Oh, Naruto-kun. I believe I know plenty of ways to make you a happy man." Hinata purred once more with squinted lavender eyes, "But, to make matters simple. Why don't you just tell me what's on your mind?"

Naruto's eyes narrowed, his head turned over one broad shoulder of his to peer at his wife by the door.

He snickered, "Heh, I'd be a very happy man indeed to stand in this exact spot and watch you as you bathe. I must confess, Hinata-chan."

Naruto moaned his desires into the dimmed room, already horny from witnessing his wife fully naked in the tub, covered in soap and bubbles.

Hinata had little trouble getting Naruto aroused, and at this precise moment, he was just that.

Hinata was quite amused, her delicate voice bursting into adorable laughter, "Oh my love, you're so naughty. You know that would make you quite the pervert."

"Hah!" Naruto scoffed before returning to face his wife, the main door now shut and the two were finally granted the luxury of privacy.

The spiky-haired blonde narrowed his eyes playfully at the mature woman from afar, "If wanting to appreciate your beauty, wanting to take you in as you lie naked and carefree in the bathtub, while resting in your most gorgeous form, deems me a pervert..." Naruto shrugged, giving her a cheeky grin, "I'm just fine with that."

Hinata couldn't hold back her laughter due to Naruto's comment, unable to hold in the amusement of witnessing her shameless husband. His lack of shame never gets old to witness.

"Oh Naruto-kun, you're such a bad boy." Hinata chastised him, her jolly lavender eyes landing on him between her laughter.

However, as it did, her lavender gaze wandered down to his hands, which seemed to be full and in which his fingers were grasping two separate items.

Wine glasses.

The midnight-blue-haired woman's laughter quickly died down and a new emotion came forth to take the helm.

Curiosity.

She raised an eyebrow, "Hm, what have you got there?" She inquired, her head tilting in interest, "Is it for me?"

She stared in astonishment as Naruto nodded his head and then lifted the wine glasses. Hinata was alerted to the glasses by his motion after they had previously been concealed in the palm of his hands.

Now that Naruto has presented the wine glasses, Hinata could see the rich crimson wine that filled them, a fermented fruit alcohol drink that surely aids in relaxation.

Naruto smiled slyly, "Yeah, I got you a little something. Hope it's not too much." He replied casually with a shrug before advancing further into the room.

He set his distant wonderment aside in favor of getting a better look at his wife. Now he was determined to give her the thoughtful present of wine that he had specifically purchased for her and had been keeping hidden within the back of one of their kitchen cabinets, untouched...

Until now.

Naruto's journey forth was smooth, his steps light against the marble floor. His bare feet took him closer and closer to the beautiful woman residing in the room's bathtub.

Hinata could feel her heart begin to race after every step her lover took to get to her. Every time he took a step forward, her heart sped up and her cheeks grew warmer, her lavender eyes fixated on him throughout his entire journey to her.

She let out a delighted hum once Naruto finally approached, extending one arm to provide her with her alcoholic beverage.

"There you are, my beautiful hime." Naruto spoke softly to her, his body leaned slightly over hers.

His thoughtful efforts were rewarded with a gorgeous smile from his wife, her delicate facial features lighting up in a way that took his breath away. Naruto froze like a complete idiot as a result, his widened blue eyes planted solely on her.

Hinata slowly moved one soapy arm from the bathwater's depths to take the wine glass from her husband's grasp, noticing how the liquid jostled within the glass as a result of its movement.

Soap and water streamed down her lifted arm, soaking her hand, but she managed to hold her glass securely.

"Thank you, Naruto-kun." She smiled as she spoke, and Naruto was finally jolted out of his romantic stupor by the sound of her voice. He reciprocated by flashing a smile of his own.

As he gazed at the beauty of his wife before him, the whiskered blonde's lips expanded wide, revealing nearly all of his gleaming white teeth.

He couldn't help but bend forward to kiss Hinata on the lips, gently lifting his prosthetic hand to cup the back of her head.

Both groaned as they reveled in such a passionate kiss, one in which their lips clashed fiercely, eliciting feelings that seemed to explode within them.

The kiss was brief, but it was powerful for them both. That fleeting but sincere display of affection meant a great deal to them, touching their hearts.

Hinata sighed softly as her husband lavished her with more kisses, his lips softly crashing against hers after every second to give her gentle pecs.

Naruto moaned in bliss, "Mmm, you're welcome." He leaned back to curse, his blue eyes taking a moment to run down his wife's luscious body in the bathtub.

Only one word came to his mind.

Perfection.

The spiky-haired blonde clicked his tongue, "Mmm, kami, I love you so much." He moaned before releasing his delicate hold on the back of his wife's head, shifting his entire body away from her to take a seat on the edge of the tub.

He carefully placed his ass on the rim of the tub Hinata was in, exactly so he could look down at her as she bathed.

He ran his gaze over the soapy bathwater she was in, which seemed to flow back and forth within the round tub, filling every inch of space from bottom to top.

Hinata's pale skin and all the other features of her body that Naruto adored were continually washed clean by the soapy water.

Naruto bit his lip briefly, clutching his own wine glass firmly, "How's the bath going, baby?" Naruto inquired, never once taking his eye off the beauty before him.

Hinata hummed, sinking herself deeper into the water to soak up more of its divine goodness, wine glass in hand, "Oh, it's been wonderful. But now that you're here, everything is far better." Hinata responded with a sincere smile, expressing her delight at being in the presence of her blonde lover.

In response to her statement, Naruto hummed with delight, every fiber of his being growing brighter and happier. His blue eyes sparkled, swiftly overflowing with joy, his whiskered cheeks widening to exhibit a childish grin, causing Hinata's cheeks to flush red.

Hinata's one compliment was all it took to make Naruto's night completely brighter. He couldn't even remove the idiotic grin from his face.

The whiskered male cooed, "Ah, Hinata-chan, you're gonna make me blush. You certainly have a gift." Naruto nodded cheekily, "you surely know how to touch a man's heart."

Hinata beamed, her heart fluttering in her chest due to such a profound compliment, "Oh but it's true, after all, my love. It makes me happy to have this time of privacy with you."

"Right back at ya, hime."

Hinata's cheeks flushed even more at the sight of her husband's heated stare and response, sincerely thrilled that she had been able to touch his heart, just as he had done hers by blessing her with the object that lay in her palm right this second.

Wine was just what she needed.

Hinata refocused her attention on her wine glass, before finally and excitedly taking a sip from it.

She was instantly welcomed by a delightful cherry flavor, a fruity taste with a pronounced acidity and zing. In response, she felt her throat tingle, her chest warm up, and her limbs lighten.

She eagerly sipped her beverage, tipping the cup toward her lips so that more of the liquid inside the glass could fall into her gaping mouth.

Naruto observed Hinata hum in contentment after taking a few gulps, her throat muscles steadily moving as it received more of the red wine.

He grinned, delighted to see she was enjoying the alcoholic beverage he had supplied for her, before taking a few sips of his own.

The two were silent for a moment, just enjoying each other's company and the alcoholic beverages in their possession—drinks they were able to consume privately, away from their children's eyes.

Hinata wasn't much of the drinker type, but she did enjoy occasionally downing an alcoholic beverage to help her relax and unwind.

Therefore, she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

The midnight blue-haired woman let out a pleasant hum before withdrawing her glass away from her lips and settling on merely holding it in one hand.

"Mmm, so good," She licked her lips, licking away the remaining wine residue.

"Yeah?" Naruto chimed in, captivated by his wife's delight in obtaining wine. He wasn't sure if she'd be up for it, but he was pleased to learn that he actually helped her more during her downtime.

"Yes, the wine tastes so delicious," Hinata commented, raising her glass to shake it in response to Naruto's earlier statement, "It's just what I needed, Naruto-kun. Thank you so much."

"Ahh," Naruto shrugged her off, "What did I say about thanking me? Just know that I will help and provide for you in every way I can. It's the least I can do as your husband, Hinata-chan." Naruto announced with a wink, swaying his body back and forth across the bathtub's circular surface.

In return, Hinata cooed, her cheeks becoming even redder at the passionate acknowledgment Naruto delivered her. It was extremely thoughtful and demonstrated just how much he cared for her and her needs, not to mention how much he loved her.

Naruto was always eager to meet her every whim and desire, going out of his way to ensure she was well cared for.

Boruto and Himawari included.

He was a wonderful parent and husband, always there and reliable.

Hinata found herself once again thanking her lucky stars that she was married to Naruto, for finally being recognized for who she was by someone she admired.

She was quite powerless to suppress her childish grin.

Hinata hummed quietly before lifting her foot from the tub's water and directing it over to pat Naruto's hip.

Water dripped down from her lifted leg, dampening everything in its proximity but the two didn't seem to mind, their gazes fixed on one another.

Naruto cocked a brow.

Hinata tilted her head, "Mmm, such a good husband you are to me, Naruto-kun. I am deeply grateful to have you in my life, here to care for me, to love me for all that I am." Hinata hummed softly, "I am grateful that Himawari and Boruto are blessed with such a wonderful, hardworking father. That is all I have ever wished for."

Hinata's genuine answer ached Naruto's whiskered cheeks, bringing back his youthful grin. He bent his head, his short hair ruffled in the process, "Aww, hime, you're gonna make me tear up. I, too, consider myself fortunate to have you as a wife. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Naruto stated unequivocally, speaking from the bottom of his heart, "It is an amazing fortune that I have been granted your love, this home, and even our lovely children. Every single blessing that I have, I cherish every single day."

"Oh N-Naruto-kun." Hinata whimpered, speechless.

It wasn't long before her lavender eyes welled up with tears, happy tears as she gazed up at her radiant husband, submerged in warm water aimed to cleanse and relax her.

His words were deep and powerful, slamming right into her heart, which began to race erratically, pounding against her ribcage in a frenzy. Her eyes were drawn to the blue irises that returned her gaze, falling lost in the two blue depths of her husband's eyes.

Naruto's gaze had her completely fascinated, fixated, and motionless.

But Naruto was in the same boat, his movements halted as he gazed dreamily into his gorgeous wife's eyes, taking the time to properly appreciate all that she is.

Their love staring contest lasted for a few moments until being called off by Hinata due to a notion that occurred to her.

Her trance was broken, and she let forth a gasp, "O-Oh, that r-reminds me." She glanced back at Naruto, who had been shaken out of his trance yet again by her voice, his blue eyes blinking frantically.

"Hm? What's on your mind, babe?" He asked in a murmur, before giving his wine a sip in anticipation for her reply.

The mature woman hummed, softly jiggling her wine glass, "How did it go with Boruto and Hima? Did they give you any trouble? Did they go down easy for you?" Hinata inquired, interested as to how events transpired with Naruto taking the initiative and putting their two rowdy children to bed for the night.

It was surely not a task he was used to, after all.

Usually, Hinata was the one to look after Boruto and Himawari's well-being, skilfully covering such responsibilities as a responsible mother should.

This includes cooking for her children three times a day, cleaning up after their numerous play sessions, showering them with attention, bathing them, reading to them, and softly lulling them to sleep at night.

When Naruto wasn't gone on missions, he always played with Boruto and Hima, teaching them new physical abilities and engaging them in humorous hand-to-hand combat. He always kept them entertained and happy.

He taught them vital lessons, instilled in them important values, and was always there to pitch in whenever Hinata needed him to.

But when it comes to difficult chores like figuring out just how to fulfill them, exactly the way they wanted, or simply calming them down during their frequent fits...

Let's just say, he still needed a little work.

Hinata laughed as Naruto rolled his lips in a frenzy, releasing multiple "pssh" sounds before waving his free hand through the air, "Oh, please. Hinata-chan, putting the kids to sleep was easy; I didn't even break a sweat-"

"Oh really now?" Hinata cocked her head and stifled laughter since she was able to see right through Naruto.

She tapped his hip again with her foot, "Did you remember to read Kintaro's Adventures to them? That book is a favorite of both Boruto and Himawari. I read that book to them every night before they drift off to sleep."

Naruto grimaced, rubbing the back of his head nervously, "Uh well." He let out a nervous laugh. "You see I-"

"Oh, and did you make sure Himawari has her pink teddy bear? She can't sleep peacefully without it-"

"A pink teddy bear?" Naruto facepalms himself, "I mean, how could I have known? She seemed perfectly content with the hundred other teddy bears scattered across her bed-!"

"Boruto must also sleep with his nightlight on. He has a fear of the dark."

"Nani? Boruto? Scared of the dark? He never told me-"

"Of course, Boruto didn't, Naruto-kun. When it comes to expressing his own feelings, he is rather reticent. So, you must look for the signs because he won't openly admit his fears to you. Boruto most likely was glancing at his nightlight the whole while."

"Oh, yeah. He was! He kept looking over toward the nightlight, which confused me. But," The blonde male shrugged, "I didn't give it any thought."

Hinata sighed and shook her head chastisingly at her husband. He appears to have forgotten everything she has instructed him and has simply been winging it the entire night, attempting anything to encourage Boruto and Himawari to sleep.

It was him, being his usual self.

It brought so much amusement to Hinata. She couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh Naruto-kun." She reprimanded.

"I'm sorry, Hinata-chan," Naruto replied hesitantly, scratching his neck again. "I genuinely don't know how you manage it all on a regular basis. Parenting is so goddamn difficult." He admitted with a troubled frown, rushing his hand up to run his fingers through his short blonde hair.

"Boruto was a little rowdier than normal tonight. It was as if I wasn't even talking half the time. He cried and screamed, refusing to go to bed so many times. He even tried to hide from me twice." Naruto exclaimed with a loud groan.

He shook his head, "Himawari was no better, I'm afraid. She continuously bombarded me with so many questions. She nearly talked my head off. It was as though she wasn't tired at all!"

Naruto put up a pout, sulking in his spot on the edge of the tub, "Sheesh, I lied big time. Putting those two to sleep is definitely not an easy mission. More like a total nightmare."

"So, I definitely," Naruto trailed off, his blue eyes falling down to the wine glass between his fingers. He raised it in the air, jiggling it in his grasp, "needed this." He proclaimed before taking another sip, causing Hinata to burst into laughter.

Her eyes gleamed joyfully upon receiving the truth, of knowing exactly how it went as he attempted to put Boruto and Himawari to sleep.

And Hinata thought it was absolutely adorable to witness Naruto try so hard to assume an exemplary parent role, to take on such a difficult responsibility. It was all so new to Naruto, to them both, but especially to Naruto. He had no idea how to care for a child, let alone another human being in general, so having to care for two children has come as an absolute shock to him.

It was hard for him.

But he's trying. He's trying so hard.

With that thought in mind, Hinata's maternal instincts quickly took over, and she found herself powerless to repress the urge to console him. She stretched out her free hand to clutch his arm, to caress him.

She ran her thumb back and forth along the silky fabric of his shirt, accidentally dampening it with soapy water.

"Oh, my dear Naruto-kun. I know it must be hard for you at times, taking care of the kids, but you must be patient. You must rely on these..." Hinata reached her body forth to caress his left ear, a gesture that caused Naruto to chuckle.

"And not this." Hinata retorted before giving his forehead a point, indicating his brain. Naruto grunted.

Hinata smiled, "Now that they are a little older, Boruto and Himawari will tell you everything they wish for you to know, you just have to be open to it." She explained, "And when you develop the practice of attending to them, you will naturally anticipate their needs and wishes. The secret, my love, is repetition, trial and error, and patience. I'm confident you'll get it one day."

Hinata's voice was soothing and kind as she gave Naruto helpful counsel, indicating her comprehension of his present predicament and issues, and making him feel much better.

He felt better now that he knew his current situation was normal and that it took a lot of effort, even for Hinata, to be able to handle a child, let alone two.

Children were tough. Learning to care for children takes time; it's definitely not some stroll in the park.

Each one is distinct and necessitates specific care and time to become acquainted with, in order to uncover each of their triggers, strengths, and weaknesses; dislikes and likes; fears and wishes.

It was akin to a difficult mission, but the outcome was significantly more rewarding and meaningful.

Hinata watched as Naruto deeply soaked in her words, his eyes fixated on the bathwater within the tub below.

Her smile grew as she witnessed Naruto's whiskered face suddenly break into a huge grin, his lips expanding widely and illuminating his features.

He shifted his gaze away from its fixed place to draw his attention back to her. He gave her an appreciative smile before lowering his free hand to clasp her own which gripped his arm.

His touch was light and delicate as if he were holding something valuable before moving Hinata's dainty hand into the air just as he lowered his head.

He planted a soft kiss on the back of her hand, pushing his lips against her damp flesh, never once taking his gaze away from her.

Hinata's cheeks completely burned scarlet at the sight and touch of Naruto's extraordinarily romantic gesture. Her heart was beating quickly in her chest, and her breathing had become fairly heavy. Her lavender eyes were slightly expanded but were locked on his blue gaze and lips.

"Thank you, Hinata-chan. Thank you for the advice, baby." She heard him whisper, his hot breath slipping from the cracks of his lips to hit her hand, sending goosebumps through her body.

"I truly hope you're right."

Naruto raised his head as he carefully lowered Hinata's arm back into the bathwater, allowing it to become submerged once more in the soapy liquid.

"And as always, my love, I believe in you," Hinata said, joyously swaying her legs in the water. "I'm confident you'll improve with time. But..."

"But?" Naruto questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Hinata hummed, "I'm still curious as to how you managed to put Boruto and Himawari to bed. It's a puzzle I can't quite solve-"

But before Hinata could finish her remark, Naruto interrupted her, giving her all the information she needed to clear up her uncertainty.

But he found himself uncomfortably rubbing the back of his neck once more, "I well... I may or may not have been persuaded to give them milk and cookies-"

"N-Nani! Naruto-kun!"

"A-And I shared a few tales from my prior missions with them. That managed to do the trick; it put them right to sleep."

"Oh, Naruto-kun." Hinata chastised once more.

"S-Sorry, Hinata-chan."

"It's okay, my love. It's okay."

Following their serious discussion, the two decided to spend the next few moments completing their wine within their wine glasses. They swallowed the rest of their contents quietly, savoring the gratification that their bodies felt afterward.

After savoring every last sip of his beverage, Naruto let out a cheer, jumping to his feet.

Hinata laughed at the sight of his joy before her husband gently removed her empty glass from her hands.

"Woohoo! Now that hits the spot! I feel better already."

Hinata laughed once more, but settled for watching as Naruto moved away from her to the sink's countertop in the room, which was present behind him.

He rid himself of the two wine glasses by simply placing them on top of the bathroom appliance for a little while.

But Hinata couldn't stop her gaze from wandering down Naruto's clothed backside. She instantly noticed the way his satin shirt fluttered in the steady wind he created as he walked.

She bit her lip as she drifted down his tall frame further, only to ogle at his ass.

Her arousal immediately peaked.

She tapped the tub's edge with her finger while lightly kicking her feet, back and forth in the water, "Ya know, Naruto-kun, I've been wondering something babe..."

"Yeah, what is it?" Naruto perked up due to the abrupt sound of Hinata's voice, his head twisting around to face her again.

Hinata guided one of her feet out of the bathwater, pointing one big toe at him, and he watched, curious.

She guided her elevated appendage to trace up and down his muscular physique, pointing at his seductive apparel.

"I was wondering if you've chosen to wear that for me?" She asked, keeping her raised toe pointed at his unbuttoned satin shirt and pants.

"Are you trying to arouse me, hm, Naruto-kun?" Hinata inquired as well, with the tilt of her head, her pinned hair following her movements.

"Because it's working."

Hinata's words took on a seductive tone, one that flowed off of her tongue like honey to fill the quiet space around her. Such a tone was merely adopted due to the fact she was currently under the influence of alcohol.

Naruto knew that much.

But he was, nonetheless, fascinated by the way her demeanor shifted. He certainly wasn't able to resist the desire to indulge in more of Hinata's naughty behavior, to see just how far she would go.

His lounge shirt swayed back and forth the entire while as he fully twisted his body to return to her.

He shrugged, pulling his arms out wide, "Perhaps. You know I'm addicted to making that pussy of yours throb. And I knew that..." Naruto draped his hands down to clutch the sides of his satin shirt, showing off more of his chiseled torso, He gave his shirt a tug, "this would do the trick."

Now that was the final straw for Hinata.

She dipped her foot back into the water before pulling up one hand to beckon him over.

"Oh, you naughty boy. I must confess how much I adore your outfit, but..." Hinata bit her lip, "I would enjoy it much more if it were on the floor."

"On the floor?" Naruto's eyes darkened in arousal, "Are you trying to get me naked, babe?"

Hinata hummed, shrugging her shoulders, "Perhaps."

Naruto clicked his tongue before yanking his shirt again, just as he made it back in front of the tub, towering over Hinata. His presence cast a shadow on her, and his blue eyes ogled her as shamelessly as they pleased.

The short-haired blonde tilted his head, "Mmm, who's the naughty one now." He whispered, "But if that is what you want, I am more than obliged to undress for you."

Hinata's entire body blushed as her husband performed an enticing striptease for her hooded gaze, his large hands clutching his unbuttoned shirt and slowly but steadily pulling it off his person.

The smooth material slipped down his broad shoulders like water and down his chiseled backside, landing with a plop on the floor.

Hinata bit her lower lip at the sight of her beloved standing shirtless in front of her, no longer concealing any of his muscles from her gaze.

His tanned muscles bulged at her, flexing in the face of her enthralled stare.

She felt her pussy throb within the bathwater.

"Mmm, tasty." The midnight blue-haired woman whispered seductively which only earned her a chuckle from Naruto.

Slowly, he worked his fingers down his body to grab a hold of the lip of his pants, just where his cock was hidden, lying fully erect and thus pressing against the fabric.

Hinata's eyes shifted downward, and she watched as Naruto wasted no time in removing his pants.

He yanked them down slowly while keeping his eyes on her, "You wanted this right?" He spoke sensually as he yanked his pants off his hips, allowing the fabric to fall down his legs and spill at his feet.

He stepped out of them, leaving his discarded pants on the floor.

He was now only dressed in black boxers that hung loosely off his hips, revealing his defined V-line, the train of blonde hair that sprang from his crotch, and even the outline of his mighty cock, which was currently tucked away but badly longing to be released.

Hinata nodded her head, "Oh yes, Naruto-kun." She rolled her tongue in response to his earlier query, producing a sensual sound that made the blonde male curse under his breath.

The mature woman held the tub's edges even tighter, just to pull herself out of her reclining position and sit erect.

Throughout the process, however, the water surged back and forth, splashing against her body as she moved.

"And those." She whispered.

She sat up to get a better look at Naruto as he stood in front of her in only boxers, exposing his sun-kissed skin and well-defined muscles.

She groaned, pointing to the final item of clothing still attached to his body where her reward was concealed.

"I want your boxers off, Naruto-kun." Hinata opened her mouth briefly, just so her tongue could slip out of it, "I want your cock in my mouth."

Naruto's eyes widened at Hinata's desired instruction and her seductive conduct, as it marked a significant difference from her behavior previously.

But he wasn't complaining.

He simply gave her a nod, and proceeded to give her what she wanted.

He yanked his boxers off in the blink of an eye, stepping out of them to approach the tub, to approach his aroused wife.

Clearly, she was a lightweight, influenced by just one glass of wine, tipsy not only from the alcohol but also from the current ambiance, from the peaceful relaxing aura.

Naruto felt it too.

He was in the mood for intimacy, to have a good time with his wife all night long. He was willing to fuck her right here, right now in the tub, and then take her to the bedroom to complete their session there.

But first...

He stepped forward, taking the necessary steps to stand right in front of her lifted form, his build towering over her like a mountain.

His blue eyes were indistinct, dark, and totally fixed on her as he stood nude, in all his naked splendor.

Hinata found herself quite compelled to observe as his huge cock rocked back and forth in time with his movements. Just the sight caused her pussy to twitch within the bathwater, responding with pleasure to its other half.

The horny woman let out a hum of satisfaction as she took the time to carefully observe her husband's exposed member between his legs with her lavender eyes.

And as she did so, she sat back and watched the show, paying close attention to every little aspect.

No matter how many times Hinata saw it or felt it inside of her, Naruto's cock never failed to surprise her. That was beyond a doubt.

The one and only member she would ever be pleased by, (a dream come true for her), protruded proudly from a patch of curly blonde hair.

Naruto's cock was imposingly large, lengthy, and thick, and its angry mushroom-shaped tip bulged and twitched under her gaze.

Thick, blue veins sprout from underneath his member's thick meat sheath and spread like channels all along his length.

Hinata couldn't help but trace such veiny routes with her eyes, taking in every inch of him.

His cock was extremely excited at the moment, dribbling precum at the tip, which dropped with loud splats on the floor, sullying the ground before him.

Naruto possessed a dick of the gods, one that could satisfy her at any time of day, in any fashion, in any position, and with no difficulty at all.

Hinata's excitement level skyrocketed just by looking at it, prompting her to wriggle like a lunatic in the bathtub.

Naruto let out a low hum as he noticed his wife eyeballing his erect cock, practically drooling at the sight of it before her.

He extended his fingers down to grab the base of it, clamping his hand tightly around the hot flesh.

"Now, my naughty wife, I think it's time we had some fun." In an effort to further tempt Hinata, Naruto purposefully gave his cock a bounce with his hand, causing the pointy flesh to jiggle in front of her face.

The young woman felt her breathing quicken, her heart beat faster, and her womanly hormones began to behave strangely in response to the teasing display.

She experienced a hardening of her nipples that was almost intolerable and an increase in the frequency and intensity of her vaginal twitches.

She was so hungry for Naruto's cock, she couldn't sit still. She couldn't help but praise it, for acknowledging its magnificence and beguiling hold on her.

She tightened her grip on the tub, digging her nails firmly into the material, "Y-Your cock is s-so big. I-I could never..." Her words of awe faded as she noticed Naruto's dick twitch, a quick gesture of lurching up in response to her praise.

"Oh my kami."

Hinata stared in fascination once more, savoring the gift that lie so boldly in front of her.

She was counting herself blessed once more for being graced by the masterpiece of the man in front of her, a work of art that gladly and happily shares his gifts with her whenever she desires.

She swore she felt her heart flip in her chest. Her breath hitched as well.

Chuckling at his dazed wife, Naruto gently reached out to cup her chin, to help direct her attention away from his cock and toward his eyes.

Only then, did he realize how dull and clouded her lavender orbs appeared, a stark contrast to before. The woman he saw now was unquestionably different from the one he initially encountered when he entered the washroom earlier.

The woman before him now looked so hungry—hungry for pleasure, hungry for his attention, hungry for his dick.

The mature, intelligent young lady from before was long gone, replaced by a horny one who was anxious to sate her lewd cravings, fully present in the moment, and with a lack of desire to remain idle.

It was an amusing sight that made Naruto laugh again, his mind undoubtedly storing such a look from Hinata deep within the recesses of his brain.

The whiskered blonde licked his lips, his thumb caressing her supple skin, her chin in his grasp.

"You want my cock, hm? It's what you want, isn't it, Hinata-chan?"

Naruto observed Hinata closely as he proposed his questions and breathed them upon the fiery cheeks of his lover.

He watched as her eyes fluttered and twinkled, her breath hitched, and a gulp slipped down her throat.

But ultimately, her head nodded.

"Y-Y-Yes, I want it so bad, N-Naruto-kun—your big fat cock."

Hinata begged. She begged for his cock in that seductive voice Naruto loved so fucking much.

He was unable to control the shaking in his legs, the shivers that danced up and down his spine, or even the unceasing twitching of his member within his grasp.

"Fuck."

He bit his lip down at Hinata before gently removing his hand away from her chin to instead rest it by his waist.

He gave her a nod down at his erect member, a nod for her to take off, to do as she wished.

"Well then." He taunted, "Come and get it."

Naruto didn't have to tell Hinata twice before she leaped forward, her upper body extending out of the tub in an attempt to grab Naruto's cock.

Naruto let go of his cock, only to be replaced by Hinata's dainty hand, which tightly held the base of his shaft, simply to keep his rod steady and pointed in her direction.

As soon as the spiky-haired blonde felt Hinata insert his cock into her hot mouth, a strong jolt of pleasure hit him square in the gut.

In desperation, her lips ringed his mushroom tip, and only from there, she immediately sought to put those lips to good use.

While holding onto the base of his cock with one hand, Hinata began to continuously bob her head back and forth. Each time she bobbed her head, her mouth seemed to take in more and more of his length.

Her oral muscles joyfully reacted to the presence of his massive, veiny cock in her mouth by rubbing against him, stroking every inch of him that was present.

Naruto completely lost it.

He threw his head back to let out numerous groans, groans of pure satisfaction.

Hinata's mouth was searing hot to his sensitive member, amplifying the pleasure he felt.

Tingles ran through his entire nude body, strong ones that made his toes curl and scratch against the floor, his knees shake, and his abdomen tense. His muscles tightened at moments as he felt Hinata's mouth run over all the sensitive areas along his crotch.

As a result, Hinata's favorite melodies were brought to life.

Naruto's groans and moans of ecstasy.

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