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helloescapist · 6 months

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The Hashiras in Bed | Gyomei Himejima

Word Count: 3269

Setting: Gyomei Himejima x gn!reader

Content Warning(s): NSFW, smut, shameless, brief mentions of kinks, casual and committed relationships.

Summary: NSFW headcanons, what sex and intimacy means to the Stone Pillar.

A/N: I'm okay. totally okay.

[artwork is not mine, all credit goes to Koyoharu Gotouge]

Entering the Stone Pillar’s bed, you’re expecting softness. Sweet caresses, tender praises. Soft nothings that edge into fantasies, of devotion, and of worship. The callous of his fingers traced amongst your surface, testing each pull of your muscle beneath him. Savoring the feel of you beneath him, using his sense of touch forth his imagination, to paint the image of your desperate cries, the yearning in your eyes beneath his fingers. Himejima’s heightened senses, the fast past of your breathing as you meet his hands eagerly, drawing a near shy avert of his smile before pressing further. A gentle giant that hums of intimacy, that worships you with beneath the etch of his fingers, and ringing prayers in each whimper. More than capable of seizing your arms above your head, lifting you to meet his hips in eager thrusts that command devoutness. The mere depths of which he can captivate your depths, leave your hips aching and shattered beneath each thrust, the mere tender way his hands that captivate your own, your thighs caught at his pelvis. Completely aware that if the Stone Hashira ever desired to, he could crush you-- sex with Gyomei may not be everything you suspect.

It's true, on one hand, the sex with the Stone Hashira can be tender, as well as giving. More often than not bordering on comfort, on routine, and the safety of familiar positions. Knowing well that he can capture your pleasure within the security of your hold, but there is more lurking beneath the crust of stone, buried under layers of dirt, touched upon the heat of the earth.

Should you only bring it to the surface, dare to tempt the fissure. To summon release, to accept what disasters may come.

The reality is that Gyomei take sex very seriously. He craves comfort, he seeks out security, and as such, it should come at little to no surprise that he is not one to delve into a casual relationship.

The idea of bearing himself to passing fancies, strangers in hearts, familiar with names only, no I imagine that the idea of exposing himself to someone who is not one with his soul, trading flesh for pleasure would likely not only make him uncomfortable but leave him reeling in a pit of self-deprication. Desperate to scrub the memory of an unfamiliar touch, the taste of a stranger’s tongue, the scent of the unfamiliar, or how his dick twitches at the echoes of a moment.

The small touch of loathing that burns into his stomach before he relents the distant reminders into his fist. Horrified at the cries he elicits from himself drawn up from a simple passerby.

No, for Himejima sex is so much more, and to engage in even the occasional rendezvous with even an acquaintance is a detail of shame he will burry into secrecy.

So unlike that of the Insect Hashira, the axe wielder not only desires the connection of hearts and souls, but requires it for the sake of a performance.

Casual ventures may have started as genuine interest one in which he desperately wanted to divulge in the unknown but was quickly met with the harrowing of realities.

Questions of what he was doing, why was he here, everything quick to seize his conscious. To wonder if in some way his partner may feel pushed into the entanglement as well, his interest quick to dwindle. To become fairly disinterested at the point of harm to his partner, though Gyomei would be the type to remain consider.

The sickening realizing of how… artificial it all feels. Devoid of connection, of love, of hearts as one.

No, he no longer as the means to pleasure you in such a way, but he will not leave you in a horrendous state. The depths he will draw an orgasm to your senses, for your troubles and time.

Yeah, it’ll become more of a business transaction, a little something for your troubles—the way he leaves your core muddled and near weeping, your knees unable to bear your own weight.

Leaves you fucking ruined for any other.

He is not the type to open on a whim to a stranger, nor does he enjoy the idea of ushering his burdens to others, and friendships are cultivated over time, so the idea of casual sex is not one that he will visit often, if at all.

But stranger things have been known to happen.

Actually, for Gyomei sex is crucial in a relationship, but due to his distaste for the touch of a stranger, you can expect that a majority of sexual encounters will not likely occur outside of a deeply committed relationship. So much so that you should be aware that Himejima is entering the relationship with minimal experience, and unattuned to his own needs.

Gods above, imagine exploring the depths of sexual pleasure with him.

That being said, you may be under the impression that Gyomei is not one to seek sexual encounters, and there is some truth in that in his day to day. However, in terms of his own relationship, you could not be further from the case.

You will do well to remain patient with him, because he is not one to jump into matters of the flesh quickly. It’s not going to occur within the first few months of courtship and may not be met for a minimum of a year.

He needs time, he savors familiarity. The comfort of your touch, to know the passions of your heart, the whispers of your slumber, and the coos of delight of your favorite meal. To know the ache of childhood disappointments, and regrowth, rejections and joy,

Gyomei desires to know you to the fullest extent before the desire to know the depths of your physical, the heat of your whole, or the desperate way you cry for his thrust—no, he wants to know you on the deepest level possible because in his heart and mind, sex will be so much better when this bond is solidified.

As though in entangling limbs, the final truth of your bond. Verification of your devotion, of hushed moans unheard by others, pittering thrust against wood paneling bearing the weight of you both etches your bond into your souls united as one at peaked pleasure.

In a committed relationship, he savors sex, and places a higher value on it than other Slayers may.

In truth, there are many ways in which Himejima struggles to communicate the depths of his affections, the hush of his burdens, and the weight of his responsibilities. Intimacy is the perfect way to convey the depths of his devotion.

The drowning of his love, and adoration for you, and he will make it a point to make an encounter routinely. Even if that means he must be boring and pencil you in for a weekly appointment.

Actually… I imagine in many ways due to his inexperience, and nature as a whole, a routine tryst may be the best route for him. You will discover that while sex is crucial to the Stone Hashira, spontaneity does not come naturally.

So much so that you will have to make the first move. When the time is right of course. Too soon will draw anxiety of expectations, set a pace that leaves him uneasy and insecure.

Pondering if his inexperience will sedate your needs—the thought is enough to have him avoiding the opportunity at all costs. But gods if you ever divulge upon your own needs, crying his name. As time goes on, your bond has become more assured.

Nights spent snuggling, days simply basking in each other’s company. Shared secrets, assorted or not, Weeks turn into months, months have turned into a painstaking year or more.

It’s understandable if you’re practically weak at the notion of finally getting his kimono to slip, just the small peek of a shoulder is enough to make your rabid, daring to trace a finger at his shoulder blade.

Little things such as apply balm to his wounds nearly erotic—no that he ha noticed. He has, and the smallest part of him wonders if perhaps you want—nope, no. Gyomei is so painfully likely to talk him out of the notion that his own lover may actually want to bear themselves to his desires that you will absolutely have to be the one to make the first move.

Let’s be clear, even if the blush has claimed your features, and you struggle to sputter the inquiry, gods he’s melting and choking on his food or if your move is perhaps one of a bold stroke.

the tease of your fingers slipped between the folds of his kimono. Tracing soothingly, the deepening pressure of your lips against his own. Parting only momentarily as the heat of your gaze as you whisper with the utmost assured of your own desires, “I want you.”

Truthfully, a more forthcoming partner is more likely to have their needs than one who is meek and struggling to communicate sexual desires. Not that he would ignore such, it’s just definitely going to take a paaaaaaaaaainful amount of time for either of you to progress. like, it’s been HOW long?.

Himejima will take your lead if you should only take your hand between his. Many assume that due to the man’s stature that he is quick to lead the pace of the relationship, but they would be so terribly wrong.

He is by nature, reserved. So much so that it can hinder the first few encounters, and pose the potential of leaving you both feeling awkward. Eager strokes that fall between shattered hips.

The blush on his features, tripping his fingers unsure of where to group to graze. Unable to relinquish himself to the moment, to you, and because of this, a partner who is capable of seizing control of the bedroom will be beneficial for the both of you and less frustrating.

Because of this, you will have to take the lead. To whisper small touches of praise, and reassurance. Cry into his touch, whisper sweet compliments between peppered kisses, met at the pace of his hips.

“MMM, t-there. J-just like that.”

Assist him in finding the pace in which both of you are peaking, clinging to one another in the sweetest of unfolding. Risks of becoming undone.

God, help him come undone. He carries so many burdens upon his shoulders, struggles to allow the control to slip between his fingers.

His quite nature is one that shields those around him; Gyomei never wishes to disrespect another person, and this will follow him to the bed.

Not only is consent at the top of his thoughts, but unless you take charge, the Stone Hashira is so worried if his pace is enough, if the depth, the length, the girth of his dick is too much beneath his weight; the look of how you had appraised his erected cock.

As though marveling the length, and the girth. Praise whispered of how big his cock was somewhere between stroking his confidence, but also leaving him wondering if--- is it too much for you? Are you okay?

I’m telling you, Mei-Mei is a sub that needs all of the reassurance. Fight me.

Help him to push the thoughts from his mind. To succumb to his desires, to your touch. Whisper praises. Marvel at his cock, sing the depths of enjoying as he fills you to the hilt.

Delight in his comfort, because as Himejima grows more and more comfortable in your embrace, in your nights together, under your direction, you will find that he is a passionate man.

Even better is the moment in which you reassure him that traditions mean little in your bed, and in your sex life. The moment he sheds the expectations that he should carry the burden of initiation, of drive, and domination, the slip of resolve has slipped between his fingers.

Drifted to the lulls. Soothed by your reassurance, and determined to serve you in ways you never dreamed. He has shattered his cocoon, and will do everything within his power to edge you to oblivion under your command.

Sex with Gyomei is all about sharing himself, his deepest self. To give his all to his partner.

At times, you may even be surprised at how the sweet and timid partner you know so well, can become passionate and wild in the bedroom upon our initiation. The blush of his cheeks met at the praise, driving him deeper and deeper.

Having you thanking all the gods that the bedding is a futon, knowing all too well a western bed would snap beneath his thrusts. The Stone Hashira is giving. Understanding.

He strives to satisfy you. To leave you broken, ruined for anyone who dares to follow.

Discussions of your sex life is actually a big hit for him. One part of it is that it touches on that consent kink, the reassurance that everything, I mean everything he is about to do to you, or you to him is on the table, and suited to fulfill both of your fantasies, but I expect that this would spill over into aftercare. More on that in a bit.

The ability to talk about such things—it’s a hudge hit for him. It gives him confidents, and reaffirms that you are his, and his alone. To be able to have such intimate, deep conversations. He adores that you both of you feel as though your boundaries are being respected, and all sexual desires are accepted.

I’m genuinely convinced that Gyomei is in all terms of the word, a service sub.

The hitch of your hips against his tongue. Left to roam the edging of your sex, peaked and hitched. Yearning and crying in desperation. Bucked against him. Or the way your voices nearly growls as your fingers grip his hair, beckoning him to dive deeper into your sex.

The command of your voice near enough to have him on his knees, worshiping you through whispered flicks across his tongue. Any wish is your desire, he is at your mercy, just please. Whisper his praises.

“mmmmm,” your voice a purr, straddling his hips the pinion of your weight rendering his movements stiff and uneasy. The coy buck of your hips that spewed the smallest of whimpers, pathetic little please that cooed desperation. The cutest of moans, and tremble of his hips. Shaky breaths that fall on near tears as you press against his hips, refusing the attempt to meet your own. “I didn’t say you could move.”

The time in which he happened upon your fingers buried deep in your cunt/threading across your dick. Small purrs pleased and teased, thinking of the massive cock to fill you to the brim, oh how he struggled with the issue of whether to interrupt you.

To thread his hold on you. To meet you. He’d never. Never dare to pleasure himself unless without your instruction. Shy fumbled way, having to be assured to stroke himself as you directed.

No, walking in on you was a severe infringement that had him worried, until you purred his name, told him to either close the door, or join him.

Initially, it can be quite a struggle for him to completely confess his deepest desires, and truthfully, it may take even a little longer than one would anticipate.

You likely have figured out how he leaned towards sub during one stroke, the curiosity having bubbled into you before you took the lead, daring to be a little more aggressive than usual.

The way he melted beneath you. Allows the press of your hand to guide him to his back, putty beneath each thrust. Breathy little moans, cooed out.

Confused, dazed at your command, and unable to deny the claims of his body. Or how quickly he relented into you, weak beneath your pounding.

Allowing the cute muffled moans of surprise guide the slam of you against him, sensitive to every shift of you against the tip of his dick to the sheathing of his shaft, filled to the brim. Leaving him tender, near babbling.

The sputtering of an apology when he cums far sooner than expected.

As a giver, and so eager to please, Gyomei is the sort to be fairly open to a variety of encounters in a committed relationship.

Funny as outside of a relationship, he wouldn’t even consider holding hands, but I digress.

Approaching him in an open conversation, communicative to express your needs. Ensuring you do not press upon the force of the kink whatever it may be—give him room to consider.

It can at times be a little much to process, but he holds it considerably dear to his heart. You’re trusting him with the deepest of your desires, and he’s considering it if he has not already outright said yes. More curious requests may take a little more time—and it’s fair.

He’s fairly vanilla by nature.

Things such as dirty talk, and massages will always land their mark with his heart. Sort of, for the most part he’s adventurous, and as long as it is nothing that inflicts pain upon you.

He’ll give it a shot at least once, but as usual, he will require praise. A little more here and there, peppered in, feed his ego, and you will discover how quick he is to lean into the encounter.

Completely immerse himself in it, allow you to carry him away, absolutely lose himself and become unraveled in the moment.

That being said, I strongly believe that Gyomei would adore the opportunity for you to hand cuff him, tie him to the bed, or whatever position you desire to do so. Have him at your mercy.

Honestly, the Stone Hashira is a mountain of a man, and because of this, there’s a double-edged gift of this. It’s allowing him the opportunity to step out of his duties and allow you control of him.

To relinquish to your touch. In whatever way you desire. Pull his hear. Tie him to the bed. Bring him to the brink of tears only to deny him.

Whisper sweet filthy nothings, depict the absolute way you will run him, have his cock weeping in each thrust, the tip of his cock to meet your tongue. Cried, desperately pleading, and begging you desperately. Ached, and trembling.

Over stimulated.

The blush against his scars, shattered cries and pleading. Begging. Only hushed his cries against the way you reassure him that he is doing such a good job.

Just a little more.

Not yet, tsk tsk.

Not until you say so, mmmmm the rock of his cock, a victim to your relentless pounding.

Grasping what little sanity he has to resist the buck of his hips, bite down the shattering cries and aches of begging to cum into your core. Biting back the feeling of humiliation, the touch of your fingers firm. Cooed begged.

Puddled, and spewing.

To hold him tight when he can no longer resist, to ease kisses upon his brow. To listen to the small bit of tears, as he apologies for the mess, to adore the gentle way his fingers will wander your thighs. To understand that Gyomei will accept you for all that you are and give himself to you time and time again. Etch your name into your heart, the intertwine of your bodies proof of your own bond, souls intertwined in heart and ecstasy.

It’s vulnerability.

It’s devotion.

It’s him.

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helloescapist · 8 months

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Hi hi hi, anon who asked if the request are open or not, thank you so much for your answer.

Can I please ask you for some headcanons of NSFW for Shinobu ? I feel like it would be something very important to her in a sense that she rarely let her true emotions slip but in some occasion like that she's completely herself because she share a special moment with her s/o. Excited to see your hcs about that. ❤️

hello, hello!

You know, I think a lot of ways you're right. For Shinobu, I believe that trusting a partner requires a high level of intimacy from her, and that she would allow her mask to slip--- That being said, I think you could see two different sides of Kocho depending on the moment. You may witness her sweet and affectionate side, or you may be met with her wrath (Never forget her battle tactics!). Which ever she entrusts to you, is a big indicator of her unwavering faith in you.

This is also my first NSFW Headcannon, so I'm sorry if it doesn't meet expectations!

The Hashiras in Bed | Shinobu Kocho

Word Count: 2766?

Setting: Shinobu Kocho x gn!reader, casual and commitment mentioned

Content Warning(s): MDNI, NSFW, light bdsm/rough, mentions of masturbation, positions, biting

Summary: NSFW headcannons, what sex and intimacy means to the Insect Pillar.

[Art work is not mine, all credit goes to the original artist]

Engaging in a physical relationship with Shinobu Kocho may sound exciting at first, and well, it is. However, it certainly comes with its own risks. The piercing gaze of her amethyst eyes concealing the depths of her passion. The roll of her hips well experienced in the rock of her pelvis as she torments your own. Ensuring the space between the two of you is just enough to allow for teasing, faintly peppered sensation against her. The quip of her smile, taunting at the growing excitement that flusters your reactions. The small tug of your needy fingers against the flesh of her thighs, eyes averted as you beg for her touch.

On one hand, Shinobu can be a giving lover that is ready and eager to meet your needs, but on the other, she can be quite sadistic in her endeavors. Which version you receive can depend on a few things, such as your personal sexual preferences, but also the status of your relationship balanced by the duration together.

For Shinobu, sex is two sides of the same coin, and truthfully, I wouldn’t be surprised if she has visited a brothel or two. For one thing, she’s rather open to a variety of experiences, and an encounter with no strings emotions attached means that she has the opportunity to slip the façade from her smile.

If it is a partner who she has no intentions of seeing ever again, well, why should she should she hold back? There will be no hesitation from the Insect Hashira to place you in any position she pleases.

Taunt you, tease you, or simply straight to having her needs satisfied. She really lacks decorum, and bedside manners. Her temper offered the rare opportunity to breath, the poison wielder’s tongue can be quite sharp in a casual bed, but to the same affect, you could easily win her over in this state.

It’s rare that she relents her inner most thoughts and desires like this, and if you started out as a one-time fling in a brothel by coin, willing to accept her upon her next visit. Well, you’ll find yourself with a loyal customer.

In this dynamic, you will find more often than not that Shinobu is the dom of the relationship regardless of the sexual equipment you possess. The rare opportunity to bite, to hiss to flare her fangs as she did in her youth.

It would be little surprise that she will not hesitate to inflict verbal assault on a willing partner.

“Look how excited you are, after so little? You pathetic little whore.”

Prepare to be mistreated, and degraded. Really, she could care less about the place, or position. You will do as you are told, but to the same extent, I can’t imagine that she would be a high risk taker in most regards.

She prides herself on placating a smile in the work place, and keeping her inner sadist under wraps is a priority. this is strictly business, no need for the niceties, or song-and dance routine. Strip.

This version of Shinobu would not know hesitation in treating her perspective partner roughly either. You can expect to be tied up, lightly slapped, on the receiving end of rough sex, even down forcing you to your knees to service her.

You’re welcome to try and play switch. , she’ll think it’s adorable. She’ll allow you the opportunity, but only for amusement. When she has determined she’s had enough, you will know your place. in a casual fling, you’re the sub.

Though, truth be told, she’s really not as fond of casual sex, and places a high importance on a true connection. You already know Shinobu hates to waste time, and more often than not, a temporary agreement really isn’t up to her standards. ugh training someone to let them go.

On top of that, she spends all of her time at the Butterfly Estate and treating patients, I can see sexual health being on her mind at all times.

That being said, the Insect Hashira will be the exact opposite with her perspective partner. In a committed relationship, in fact, her over consideration of her lover’s pace may leave you with the impression that your relationship is stagnant, or perhaps that she’s not interested in physical intimacy. you would be wrong.

Truthfully, Kocho is actually a respectful partner, and as such, she really does allow you to set the pace. If you’re slow to approach sex, don’t worry about it. she can take care of herself as the need arises.

However, if you place a high importance on compatibility, and sex is an early expectation, she’s willing to perform.

But you’ll find that she will not regard you in the same manner as her more casual flings. Even if you started out as a purely physical relationship, upon having decided that she desires an emotional bond as well, you’ll notice a switch has gone off in her.

Her mask secured and tethered, and her treatment rather gentle. Shinobu will regard her lover with the utmost care. Delicate kisses, small nips. Nothing that would dare mar your complexion.

While she’s proud of you, in this state, she’s not likely to leave a mark. TO do so would mean hurting you, and as the person she cherishes, Kocho is not inclined to inflict pain. Just as she does in a relationship, you will find that the Insect Pillar place a high importance on satisfying her lover’s needs.

Willing to spend hours dedicated to proclaiming her devotion across your flesh. Your pleasure is in some ways, her own.

Cry for her, moan, meet those cute little purrs that assure her she has found your core properly. she thinks your adorable when you cry.

As the lover of the Insect Pillar, you’ll find that Shinobu is rather playful in the bedroom. She enjoys experimenting, just as she does with her blade. Rather than being on the receiving end of poisons, you will find yourself subject to a variety of scents and aphrodisiacs.

Like a test subject, always being studied. Appraising every reaction. As she tinkers with the recipes, growing more and more bold over time. Using your very own biology against you, Shinobu will procure a concoction that will have you on your knees begging for her touch.

she will tease not giving it to you, but of course she will.

Just as she can be coy with her creations, you shouldn’t be too surprised to have a toy invited into the bedroom. The medic is a scientist after all, and very… thorough with anatomy.

The perfect placement of a vibrator caught at the tip of your dick/ nestled at the bud of your clit, go on cry. she’s grinning. or if you find yourself desiring penetration, she has the perfect strap on in mind. Give her a moment to prep. all while maintaining eye contact you.

Her brain is always ticking, always thinking of what positions to lure you into. Ways to stroke upon you, where to rub, where to nibble. she’s ready to explore.

Bratty in the way she regards your responses. Playful, and purring her adoration for how cute you are beneath her. She really gets off on your blush, and shock.

Shinobu will seize every opportunity to play with positions. 69 is a regular candidate. Her sex pressed against your face, rubbing roughly against your tongue as she delves her mouth around your core.

Position herself in front of you, spreading your legs as well as her own, lavishing in mutual masturbation. Really, Kocho favors any position that has you spread before her. Laid out, unable to avoid her piercing gaze, forced to lock eyes admist your desperate moans.

She adores getting to your preferences, so the more forthcoming you are, the happy you both are. She may even approach these topics shamelessly in the light of day.

Foreplay with Shinobu, is a difficult road. She’s not always on top of social cues, or expectations, and even the routine can be a bit mundane or bizarre for her.

sex is a logical need, the emotions in it… less so

She can be a little selfish. You may find yourself disappointed if you expect her to just *know* foreplay is desired. However, as long as you communicate that you’ve a high importance on it, she is more than willing to learn. she loves the examples you provide.

She’s quite the hands-on learner, and will be more than forthcoming. She’s taking notes for every little moan you make, the way you peek to her touch. Oh, she’ll remember that for next time. The rub across your collar bone, her breath warm against your neck and the desperate attempt of your hips twitching, resisting the urge to buck. noted.

Really, she may forget about the niceties of sex all together if you don’t bring it up, or if say, Tengen has noticed you’re irritable, he may impart some advice upon her. While the intrusion annoys her and pops that little vein in her forehead, shit, he’s right you will find her dedicating more time to foreplay.

Just like with foreplay, you may worry about the intimacy level of your sex life. Again, Shinobu at times can be to the point, and as long as you indicate what you want in your encounters, you won’t be disappointed. Just be sure to communicate with her.

She’s more than willing to be intimate and snuggly with you as long as she knows it’s what you desire. Shinobu will tease you for being needy.

At this stage of your relationship, you will have to openly push for your needs if you desire rougher activities. Don’t get me wrong, she will very much oblige, but she’ll require some coaxing.

To slip her mask to her lover is a deeper form of intimacy, as though exposing herself to the outside world. With a secure bond and a trustable partner, she’ll be able to slowly sink back into old patterns if you’re a fling it.

In which case, the return of dom Shinobu is upon you. you asked for this. Please be careful.

Truthfully, if you were to approach your lover, she’s fairly open to a variety of experiences, is fairly receptive to your requests. There won’t be much need to plead your case, but understand that if after your experiment is concluded, she may express it was not something she will repeat.

She’s not disappointed in you, or angry, it just isn’t her cup of tea. Don’t try to pressure her, just as she would never pressure you.

So if you’ve decided you want to be the sub, and allow her to release her inner demons upon your flesh, well she can be prompted to do so, but only she’s sure that your relationship can with stand her tongue.

the things her tongue can do when it’s kind though

Understand that while she is more than willing to be harsh on you, Shinobu would not tolerate being smacked back. In fact, I believe it would result in a very bad time for the both of you.

Either her irritation drawing her wrath, and pinning you to the bed, or quite the bridge in your relationship all together. tread lightly

You shouldn’t expect Shinobu to be up for a breeding kink either. While she’s understanding that sex procures offspring, and that at the core of the action, reproduction is the goal… it’s not for her. To her, sex is enjoyment. The rush of hormones, the ache of muscles, and nerves. kids, no thanks.

The Insect Pillar’s sense of humor has always been hit or miss, but you may find that it randomly reveals itself during sex.

It could be something small, such as the way your cheeks stuffed with the toy reminds her of a squirrel preparing for winter, or it could be the way she has intentionally set you up for a cheeky moment, there’s really no telling. It’s also okay if you really… don’t get it. it’s Shinobu.

As long as you allow yourself to laugh, or just understand that she would never laugh at you, then all is well. Her goofiness during sex will catch you off guard, but in those moments, it’s actually rather sweet and tender.

Giving way to softer kisses, and lingering touches.

I love you can occasionally be slipped in during foreplay, and during sex. Just powdered across wherever her heart compels her to do so. It may be her fingers caught between your legs, the roll of your head as you cry for the stars, it could be when she’s rubbed against your thighs, or the roll of her breast against your hand, or even as the euphoria of climax slips from your tongue.

If it’s crossed her mind, she’s already saying it. it’s the truth after all.

Really, mental stimulation is a strong need for Shinobu. Boredom is not an option, and to touch upon her sense, to captivate her mind, can lead to an intense session.

That being said, I believe that a partner Shinobu really trusts, and is willing to give of themselves will be surprised at how she can allocate the control over. You’ll discover a hidden category of Shinobu’s sex life.

A dirty secret she has concealed from the world. Kocho. Is. A. Sub. But only for you. Only for you will she rear her ass the night air, face slammed down into a pillow.

Desperately crying, the cutest little pillow princess beneath your grasp. Her small bratty comments quick to be corrected. Adorable as the shy touch of your hand against her breast, and shyly averting her eyes.

Struggling with whether she should admit that she adores your boldness, and be rewarded by her compliance, or if she should dare temp your temper, to see how far she can push your resolve. punish her.

No, I believe it would be a rather special, and long commitment that would give the Insect Pillar the strength to let go. To allow her innermost desires loosened and frayed, to allow herself a moment of weakness. OF tender touches, and soft cries into the night. Resolve her control, to be cared for, and tended to. To allow someone to take the reins and guide her. blindfold play.

Slip the mask she bares as the Insect Pillar from her façade. To discard her duties, and her title, to just simply be your lover, delicate between your fingers her hands finger through your hair as she desperately pleads your name.

the level of trust she’d put in you to have reached this point alone is so, so much

Really, to Shinobu sex is the solidification of the bond, and to allow you to see the true her.

If she has the thought and you haven’t completely destroyed her, Shinobu would need no guidance in aftercare.

If you were rough on her, she’ll be sensitive as you gently coddle her. The small hitches of her breath revealing her state of stimulation. round two?

But if in the event, she was forthcoming with you, she’ll delight in playing with your legs. A warm towel, gentle as she thoroughly scrubs the soft pink of your flesh. Joyfully giggling at how sensitive you are, welcoming the opportunity to tease you. Over stimulate you. ah but she means for it to be aftercare… she’ll make it up to you.

Her medical training will place hero on autopilot at times. “I did go rather deep, here, allow me,” as she assist your walk of shame to the bathroom. Draws a bath, and soothes your hair.

She may be rough, but she can be just as sweet, understanding the physical strain she placed upon your body. Nurse play can be expected in the aftercare.

Praise during the act will likely, not happen.

Words are not a strong suit for her, and while she adores the roll of your hips, and the captivating way you have captured her hands above her head, she’s more inclined to make sassy, disobedient remarks than anything else.

Although I believe the compliments, she would pay you in the aftermath would be sweeter than honey. Intoxicating as the pillow breath has robbed your lungs of oxygen, and your brain of thought process. Just barely able to process that she has paid you sweet appraisal.

Patting your head after you’ve lapped your tongue against her clit and thrown her to climax, assuring you that you have done a very good job.

Other times, she may be tossed to the bedding, the roll of her chest meeting the puff of breath alongside sweat, blushing wildly and eyes languid as she utters her devotion breathless to your actions. well done.

To relenquish your body and soul to Shinobu is to understand that she too, will give you all of her.

It’s trust.

It’s intimacy.

It’s her.

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