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Rewatching Record of Ragnarok because I missed my men
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I need them so fucking bad
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strawchocoberry · 8 days
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00:30 am
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I just wanna hear your body talk
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Sometimes when you’re extremely horny and he feels like teasing you, he has you ride his thigh. He loves the feeling of your bare pussy on his trouser-clad thigh. The friction always makes you a moaning little mess, your whimpers music to his ears. You’re begging for his cock, but he shushes your whines with a kiss. “Be a good girl and ride my thigh till you cum and maybe I’ll give you what you want,” he coos sweetly, tangling his fingers in your hair with a wicked smirk. The devil, though, will give you the satisfaction of bouncing his leg up and down, making your orgasm build up quicker, yet halt when you’re so close to release, because your pouty lips and angry expression are so maddening erotic.
blue lock. MICHAEL KAISER . ITOSHI SAE . BAROU SHOEI . SHIDOU RYUSEI . oliver aiku .  karasu tabito || genshin impact. TARTAGLIA . ALHAITHAM . AYATO . KAEYA . wriothesley . diluc . dainsleif . pantalone || honkai star rail. AVENTURINE . JING YUAN . blade . SUNDAY . dr. ratio . BOOTHILL . gallagher . luocha . SAMPO
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strawchocoberry · 10 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Blue Lock (Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Michael Kaiser/Reader Characters: Michael Kaiser, Alexis Ness, Noel Noa Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Smut, Nipple Play, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Hate Sex, Choking, Spanking, Hand Jobs, Orgasm Denial, Rough Sex, degradation kink, Mentions of abusive ex, Yandere ex boyfriend Summary:
Had your girlfriend at my house for two days Should be obvious, the reason she stayed with me
“If you don’t push me away now, I’m not going to stop.”
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Chapters: 20/20 Fandom: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Haitani Ran/Reader Characters: Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Koko | Kokonoi Hajime, Kakuchou (Tokyo Revengers), Akashi Takeomi, Mochi | Mochizuki Kanji, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Bonten Gang (Tokyo Revengers), Death, Enemies to Lovers, Murder, Blood and Violence, Weapons, Shooting Guns, Implied/Referenced Torture, Poisoning, Dubious Consent, Smut, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Missionary Position Summary:
But stranger things have happened in the nighttime
The agent that was meant to die on a suicide mission. The executive that was her target. In the end, love is but a twisted fate that cannot be controlled.
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strawchocoberry · 10 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Koko | Kokonoi Hajime/Reader Characters: Koko | Kokonoi Hajime, Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakuchou (Tokyo Revengers), Original Characters Additional Tags: Smut, Angst, Violence, Use of Weapons (gun - katana), Blood, Murder, Shooting, Kidnapping, Injury, Death, Assassination Attempt(s), Mention of torture, Bonten Canon Divergence, Pet Names, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cowgirl Position, Missionary Position, Praise Kink, Orgasm Denial, Choking, Dacryphilia Summary:
She put a price on that body You want it, you pay it
“Name your price.”
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Haitani Ran/Reader/Haitani Rindou, Haitani Ran/Reader, Haitani Rindou/Reader Characters: Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Haitani Brothers (Tokyo Revengers), Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Koko | Kokonoi Hajime, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakuchou (Tokyo Revengers), Original Characters Additional Tags: Bonten Canon Divergence, Angst, Smut, Threesome - F/M/M, Blood, Murder, implied kidnap, Injury, Death, Use of Weapons (gun - katana), Spanking, Pet Names, Double Penetration in Two Holes, degradation kink, Denied orgasm, Clit Stimulation, Dacryphilia, Semi-Public Sex, Doggy Style, Forceful Penetration, Choking Summary:
Somethin' 'bout you Makes me feel like a dangerous woman
“Pray tell; if you’re about to kill me, please do so.”
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strawchocoberry · 13 days
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Is he handsome or just a fairy tail man?
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I'm a whore for all of them 🎀
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strawchocoberry · 13 days
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My man 🎀
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strawchocoberry · 14 days
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03:00 am
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I’ll be your girl, let you taste it
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tw: knife play, fear play
His eyes glimmer with ecstasy, as he watches you squirm underneath him. You’re so adorable sprawled naked, your bare skin covered in goosebumps as he trails his knife over your thighs. Moving upwards, your breath hitches, your eyes are filled with unshed tears and fear as you look up at him. He can’t help but smirk, then with a sudden move cut through your panties, making you squeal. Tearing the fabric off, he thrusts in brutally, forcing the air out of your lungs, before placing the cold blade of the knife on your throat. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he rasps, thrusting in viciously again and again. “You love being at my mercy. Your pussy is clenching around my cock so hard right now.” And all you can do is whimper as he ravages you.
blue lock. MICHAEL KAISER . itoshi sae . SHIDOU RYUSEI || genshin impact. TARTAGLIA . alhaitham . ayato . KAEYA || honkai star rail. AVENTURINE . jing yuan . BLADE
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strawchocoberry · 26 days
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TYPES OF DOMS
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I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
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──꒰ GENTLE DOMS ꒱
You’re his darling dearest and he’s always so gentle with you. Sometimes he can be rough too. And don’t try to take advantage of his kindness; you won’t like what you’ll see behind the curtain. He’s always praising you on how good you are for him and how well you’re taking him. You’re his little angel that he treats with caution, scared you might break like a porcelain doll. Unless you ask him to break you or make him snap. Then, he’s not so gentle, but still checks in on you regularly to make sure you’re okay.
blue lock. yukimiya kenyu . noel noa || genshin impact. neuvillette . zhongli . xiao . itto . baizhu || honkai star rail. dan heng . gepard . luka . luocha
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──꒰ PLEASURE DOMS ꒱
You’re his goddess and he treats you as such. He worships your body like a holy temple. His only purpose is to flood your body with immense pleasure. He’s willing to do whatever you want him to achieve that. He’s not beneath making you beg for him to touch you however you want; he needs to remind you that despite everything he’s the one in control, not you. Since he’s always flooding your body with immeasurable pleasure, if you anger him, he’ll have you beg him to taste the sweet nectar of release, as he edges you time and again.   
blue lock. alexis ness . karasu tabito . chris prince || genshin impact. kaeya . diluc . cyno . heizou . thoma . dainsleif || honkai star rail. boothill . dang heng imbibitor lunae . gallagher . argenti . sampo
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──꒰ HARD DOMS ꒱
You’re his personal whore, meant to satisfy his every need. He manhandles you however he likes, treating you like the slut you are. He knows you love it — being his slut. He’ll praise and degrade you at the same time with a cruel smirk. The more he spoils you, the harder he fucks you. And he loves breaking you; especially if you wake up and choose violence by being a spoilt brat. He’ll either edge you till you beg for mercy or overstimulate you till you’re dumb on his cock. Both outcomes please him.
blue lock. michael kaiser . itoshi sae . barou shoei . oliver aiku . shidou ryusei || genshin impact. tartaglia . alhaitham . ayato . wriothesley . pantalone || honkai star rail. aventurine . jing yuan . blade . sunday . dr. ratio
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strawchocoberry · 1 month
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i LOOVE your new theme!
the vibes are vibiing rn! <33
Aw thank youuu!! <33
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strawchocoberry · 1 month
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I undoubtedly have a type
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I can take them both simultaneously in their boss forms (not in a fight)
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──♡ ˙ 𐙚  ̟  honkai star rail masterlist !!
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₊˚⊹ᰔ thirsts
TRADE MY WHOLE LIFE JUST TO BE (dr. ratio, blade, sunday, jing yuan, aventurine)
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TRADE MY WHOLE LIFE JUST TO BE
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୨୧ featuring: dr. ratio, blade, sunday, jing yuan, aventurine x fem reader
ଘ cw: smut, spanking, dacryphilia, oral sex, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, sword play (blade’s part | knife play, but with a sword), praise kink, degradation kink, fear play, nipple play, thigh riding, choking, fingering, rough sex
୨୧ synopsis: you become their slave for a day
ଘ wc: 4.8k
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ʚ DR. RATIO ɞ
It’s not a state secret that Dr. Ratio despises idiots. He does make it abundantly clear any chance he gets. And yet you just had to keep pestering him, asking — begging to be exact — for his attention. Ratio was going to kick you out and go back to his book, when your suggestion piqued his interest.
“A game of chess. The loser will become the winner’s slave for a day. They’ll have to do anything the winner says, no complaints.”
“Anything, huh…?” Ratio smiles, closing his book and readjusting himself on his chair.
He contemplates only a moment on the matter, as you bring over the chessboard and start arranging the pieces. The magnanimous genius allows you to take the white pieces, giving you not only the first move advantage, but also a higher chance of winning against him. And yet, the outcome is all the same in the end; you lose miserably.
Ratio notices your change in demeanour. He can basically hear your thoughts; I need to get out of here. But a bet is a bet. Silently, he finds himself behind you and you startle when he grips your shoulder softly. “I hope you’re prepared, my dear.” His ominous tone and wicked smirk makes you gulp.
The next second, Ratio has you bent over the chessboard, cautious not to move a single piece. He gently caresses your body, his touch feathery, although you know it’s only the beginning; the worst is yet to come. He lifts the skirt of your dress up to your waist, goosebumps erupting on your exposed skin.
You yelp, instinctively biting your lip to muffle your shriek of surprise, as Ratio spanks you once with his book. “I gave you many chances to win,” he starts saying, landing another spank. “And yet you exploited none of them.” Spank. “How utterly disappointing, my dear.” Spank. “Let me explain how you could have won.” And as he goes on to list off all the moves and strategies you could have followed, he continues spanking you, until your arse has turned a beautiful shade of red, stinging from the pain. By the time he’s done, your lip is bleeding from how hard you bit it and your cheeks are smeared by your tears.
“Looks like you enjoyed yourself,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers rubbing your damp panties. He tears them off your body, leaving you gasping, as he takes a few steps away, then stops and turns to look at you again. “Come here, my dear,” Ratio orders. And before you take even a step, he clarifies, “Crawling.”
You’re momentarily frozen, but drop to your knees when you meet his hard gaze. You crawl to him, just like he asked, keeping your eyes on his. When you’re right in front of him, Ratio undoes his trousers, sliding them down just enough to free his cock. “You’re a terrible chess player, but perhaps you’ll be better at this.” His hand caresses your jaw, his thumb pushing through your lips and opening your mouth to slap his cock on your tongue. “For your own good.”
Ratio pushes his cock through your lips, sliding into your warm mouth. When he doesn’t make another move, that’s your cue to start sucking him off. You twirl your tongue around his length, lolling it over that vein on purpose. Your one hand strokes the part of him you cannot fit into your mouth, while the other tends to his balls, softly caressing and squeezing them, earning a few grunts from him.
Usually, he isn’t one to let his emotions show on his face, but his poker face cracks for a moment, lust and greed flashing in and out of his eyes in an instant. Ratio gathers your hair in a messy ponytail and starts thrusting in your mouth, making you gag on his girth. But he couldn’t care less if you were uncomfortable or deprived of oxygen. He pistons his hips, saliva smearing the corner of your lips.
You’re out of breath with tears streaming down your cheeks and it makes him go feral. A moment later, he pulls out of your mouth and strokes his cock, hot cum spilling all over your face. Quite the masterpiece if he says so himself. You’re panting hard, trying to regain the breath he stole from you. And yet this messy appearance of yours makes Ratio hard again, despite just cumming.
“You might be an intellectual failure, but you’re quite the expert in other fields.” Your face is so adorably lewd that he can’t help but pull his phone out and take a photo of it. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I shared this with everyone? I’m sure other stressed geniuses would seek out your services.”
“No—” you protest, when he grabs your elbow and pulls you back on your feet.
“Did I hear you complaining?” he asks, a cruel smirk on his lips. The way you keep your mouth shut and that look that indicates you’re cursing at yourself makes him chuckle. Swiftly, he slams you on the wall, his chest pressing your back further into it, your breasts flattening against the cold surface. “If you don’t want this photo to be distributed around the galaxy, then you better keep your mouth shut.”
You don’t immediately pick up on the meaning of his words, but when he thrusts balls-deep into your soaking pussy, you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your noises. Ratio pulls your arse further out, making your body curve and give him better access, as he pounds into you. Of course, he has no intention of releasing that photo for the world to see. His intentions are rather self-beneficial; first, he’ll get to see that pretty face and jerk his stress off and second, he can blackmail you to relieve his stress for him whenever he wants to.
He pities you for being an imbecile and believing he’d ever do something so low. But even a genius like him has to admit that your idiocy has its perks. Perhaps you’re the only idiot he can tolerate. As long as you allow him to use your body however he wants, torturing you with multiple denied orgasms, whilst filling you up with his own. Why would he want you as his slave for only a day when you can be his slave forever?
ʚ BLADE ɞ
The sounds of swords clashing fill the room, as you spar with Blade. It was supposed to be just a usual sparring session, but Silver Wolf decided to spice things up by making you and Blade agree to a bet; the loser would obey the winner’s every command for a day. Blade wasn’t really interested, but was somehow convinced — or coerced into it — after Silver Wolf’s constant complaints.
However, the little gamer left almost immediately after you agreed on the bet, since Kafka needed her for something. And now, you’re fighting against Blade, the two of you dancing as you evade and attack. You groan, as his sword barely grazes your skin when you dodge his attack in the last moment. Something has changed in his attitude, you can tell. A moment ago, Blade was barely paying much attention to your fight, yet now his eyes betray he’s dead on winning this bet.
He doesn’t want to admit it, but after a brief moment of thought, he did find this bet quite… enticing. Which was Silver Wolf’s plan from the start. You are allowed to feel tricked, because that’s exactly what happened. Blade has been in an awful mood these past few days and you are the only one who can cheer him up. Silver Wolf just provided some aid into that. Besides, you both know that either you win or lose, it won’t really matter, will it?
When Blade disarms you, sending your sword flying behind you, you know you’ve lost. And there’s no mistaking the burning fire in his red eyes. You must resemble prey cowering before its predator, because he chuckles as he approaches you, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence that rules between you. He wraps his arms around you, slamming your body on his. Yes, he’s already feeling much better.
“B-Bladie, wait—”
“Hmm?” he hums, tearing apart your blouse, revealing your bra-clad breasts to him. He dives his face into your plum tits, kissing and nibbling on your soft skin. “Did you say anything, darling?” he coos.
Your head falls back and you’re suppressing a moan, as Blade rips your bra off your body, leaving your upper part completely naked under his eager gaze. You gasp as he takes one nipple into his mouth, flicking and pinching the other one with his thumb and forefinger, toying with it till it stands erect.
You don’t register when he’s discarded the rest of your clothes, his eyes feasting on your delicious form. Blade pushes you on the ground, having you lie on your back, while he’s standing over you, your eyes locked with one another’s. Your breath hitches and you break eye contact with him, your eyes immediately flying to his sword that caresses your body. You’re trembling, but you’re too afraid to move in fear of his sword cutting you.
“You’re so lovely when you’re scared, darling,” he coos, trailing random lines over your body with his sword, cautious not to cut you.
“Is this…” You swallow the lodge in your throat. “Is this what you wanted to do?”
“Part of it,” he replies.
Blade kneels down, spreading your legs with his thigh. A wickedly sick smirk curls up his lips when he sees your dripping folds. He glances at you, then back to your soaked pussy. He didn’t expect you to like this; perhaps neither did you. He leaves the sword aside for now, holding two fingers in front of your mouth. You don’t need to be told to open your mouth and suck on his digits, coating them in your saliva.
As he looms over your body, Blade thrusts his fingers into your eager pussy that clenches around them almost instantly. He can’t help but chuckle as he leans closer to bite down on your neck. Your body arches off the floor, moans leaving your lips as the sound of your squelching pussy echoes around. Your sharp intake of breath is audible when Blade chokes your neck just enough to make you lightheaded.
Aeons, you’re just… so breathtakingly beautiful. All sprawled out on the floor for him, whimpering his name and squirming under him. He couldn’t take his eyes off you even if he wanted to. Blade won’t admit it, but there are a lot of things he’d like to try. And now that you cannot deny him anything, being his little slave, he’s going to act upon every single fantasy he’s ever had.
You’re so close to that euphoric bliss, only to be denied altogether. You whine and are about to complain, when Blade throws you a hard stare that shuts your mouth, leaving only a small pout. He kisses your pouty lips, while simultaneously freeing his hardened throbbing cock from its confines. He strokes his length a few times, rubbing it on your folds, before pounding into you.
Blade pins your arms over your head, holding them there by your wrists with one hand. He grins, noticing the instant trembling of your body and the way your pussy clenches his cock tighter when he holds his sword to your throat. Your eyes are so big and full of fear and he can’t help but drink it all, thrusting relentlessly into you. And he doesn’t need long to have you cumming all over his cock.
“You love the fear, don’t you, darling?” Blade asks devilishly, biting down on your breast. “Now, you’ll be my good cock slave and let me fuck you till I’m satisfied, right?” He brings the sword closer to your neck, threatening to cut you, as he leans to whisper in your ear. “We both know I need it desperately.”
ʚ SUNDAY ɞ
Despite his benevolent façade, Sunday thrives on coercion. And you’re his favourite toy. He cannot help his urge to break you, make you cry and beg. It’s not unusual for him to use some of his manipulation tactics to lure you where he wants you. And bewitched by him, you’ve yet to realise it. But is that such big of a deal when you secretly enjoy everything he gives you?
You were set to fail from the start. And you would have never guessed that the ethereal man over you was the one responsible for it. Blame it on yourself for not knowing any better than accept a bet from Sunday. Failure was never an option for him. And victory proves to be sweeter than he had anticipated.
“S-Sunday…” you whimper, squirming as you lie down over his desk. “P-P-Please…”
Your entire body is shaking and fat tears stream from your eyes. Instead of indulging your plea, Sunday increases the volume of the vibrator to the max and you cry out. Your mind is long gone to the overstimulated pleasure of your multiple orgasms. You wouldn’t be able to remember what your bet was about even if you tried; only that you’ve signed a deal with the devil to serve him for a day.
Your scream as you orgasm for what seems like the millionth time echoes in the study, curling Sunday’s lips in a vicious smirk. He lowers the volume and leans over you, planting a soft kiss in faux affection on your sweaty forehead. His dark gaze drinks in your pathetic state; quivering body clad in the maid outfit he made you wear, pussy so soaked and sensitive he swears you’ll cum again the moment he slides his cock inside, eyes glossy with tears, pleading for reprieve. His desk has become a mess, but he couldn’t care more about it.
You don’t know this, but Sunday arranged this little — and seemingly innocent — bet to punish you. No, he wasn’t the least bit happy about you spending all that time with that new guy in the general staff. But simply punishing you for giving another man the time of the day instead of him would be too easy and somewhat… boring. What Sunday wanted to see was this; your fearful pleading expression, despite you knowing he wouldn’t show you any mercy. Aeons, his cock has been hard ever since he saw your cheerful expression become terrified when he won the bet.
A small sigh of relief leaves your lips when he removes the vibrator, leaving it aside. You momentarily close your eyes and relax on the hard surface of his desk, your chest rising and falling steadily. For a few seconds, you’ve lost all connection to the world, retrieving yourself in your mind. Sunday chuckles at your rather peaceful state that is then violently twisted into a whiny pout as he rubs his cock on your oversensitive folds, making you whimper.
Before you even have the time to complain, he thrusts inside and stills. He covers his amused smile with his hand, his eyes devouring every inch of your body as your orgasm coats his girth. “I can’t believe you came by only having my cock inside you,” he coos. You can’t believe it either, but you don’t have time to lament on it. Not when Sunday places your legs over his shoulders and thrusts inside you hard, reaching deep that soft spot that makes you cry out in pleasure — and perhaps pain from being overstimulated.
“My angel, the fun has only just begun,” he whispers in your ear, his hand pressing down on your stomach, as he ravages your pussy.
The desk rattles with each thrust of his and you’re holding onto the edge for dear life. You feel as if you can pass out any moment now. And as if reading your thoughts, Sunday whispers, “Even if you pass out…” Thrust. “I’ll fuck you back to consciousness.” Thrust. “There’s no escaping this, my little slave.”
And you’ll find out the hard way that Sunday meant every word of his promise — or threat; depends on how you interpret it. One moment he’s pounding into you and you close your eyes only for a few seconds, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. And the next moment, you open your eyes and meet his, his head buried between your legs, his tongue lapping at your delectable juices. Realisation that you passed out hits you as hard as your next orgasm.
Sunday rises to his feet and buries his cock inside you once more, smirking evilly at your cute whiny whimper. He devours your lips, his fingers getting tangled in your hair and his hips slamming against yours, his balls slapping your arse with each thrust. “I told you, there’s no escaping this, angel.”
ʚ JING YUAN ɞ
You’ve been working closely to the general for a long time now, yet sometimes you can’t help but feel as if Jing Yuan underestimates your capabilities. So when a minor problem arises at the Xianzhou Luofu and the general is called to resolve the situation, Jing Yuan decides to give you the chance you’re so desperately looking for. Besides, even if you fail, it won’t pose any risk for the Alliance.
“But if you do fail, then you shall accommodate my every need for a day,” Jing Yuan warns.
“And if I don’t fail?”
“Then I shall become your retainer for a day.”
To have one of the seven Arbiter-Generals do your every bidding for a day is something straight out of the craziest dream in the whole galaxy. And it shall remain but a hopeless dream, since in the end, Jing Yuan had to bail you out of your predicament.
“Mmm very nice,” the general says, grinning pleased. “Now, a small turn.”
You slowly twirl around yourself, the frill long dress eloquently following your every move. This is already the third dress Jing Yuan has made you put on for him. Smiling sweetly, he hands you the next outfit, this time a fitting blouse and a short mini skirt. He enjoys his afternoon by sipping on some delicious tea and watching you put on a catwalk show for him. He might have made you do it, given he won your bet, but he likes to think you’re doing it on your own volition.
Dolling you up in clothes that leave him mesmerised by your beauty has always been one of the general’s favourite past time activities. He just loves spoiling his princess and dressing her up for his eyes to feast on. To his dismay, Jing Yuan needs to enlist some sneaky tactics to have you indulge him, since more often than not you find some kind of excuse to evade him. And that’s because you know him too well and how he’s going to end your little catwalk show.
You’re not even a bit surprised at the last outfit he’s prepared for you. Can you call it an outfit though when it’s just a sexy lingerie set? When you walk out, the general’s eyes widen the tiniest bit, a sign that he’s surprised. But of course he is, when you’re standing in front of him with your blushed cheeks wearing the white lacy bra and thong he had picked for you. His eyes travel down to your thighs that are clad in matching white above-the-knee socks.
Jing Yuan motions for you to approach him and you take timid steps towards him. Despite having done this countless times, he always makes your heart flutter and your breath become uneven. When you’re close enough to him, he grabs your waist and pulls you on his lap, your legs on each side of his thighs straddling him. He leaves soft feathery kisses over your neck, down your collarbone and all over your exposed breasts, smirking at your low moans that echo in his chamber.
“Ride my thigh, love,” Jing Yuan orders in a low and deep tone against your neck.
And you’re a goner, your body moving on its own as you adjust your position over his thigh and start to dry hump yourself on him. His arms snake around you, keeping you close to him, as he captures your lips, muffling your moans. His tongue penetrates your mouth, subjugating yours, while his one hand rests on your hips, grinding you harder on his thigh.
One hand is on the headboard behind his head, giving you some kind of sense of balance, while the other grips his white hair, pulling his locks as you moan against his lips. Jing Yuan feels your wet core soaking his trousers as he buries his face in your breasts, kissing and biting them. He chuckles as your body jolts when he spanks your arse, caressing the stinging spot afterwards.
“Jing Yuan…” you moan, looking at him with pleading eyes and flushed cheeks.
He hungrily feasts on your lips like a famished beast as he makes haste with undoing his trousers and pulling them down. His cock is hard and already leaking some precum. Jing Yuan pulls your thong aside and aligns you with his throbbing length, groaning as you go down, your tight pussy engulfing him. And he stays perfectly still, tilting his head to the side with a small smirk curved on his lips.
You receive his message loud and clear and start bouncing on his cock, your previous frown dissipating as your lips part to moan. Jing Yuan pulls the straps of your bra down, spilling your breasts from their confines and taking one in his mouth. His tongue twirls around your nipple, causing the bud to tighten, then gives the same treatment to the other one.
Jing Yuan allows you to ride him at your own tempo and only interferes like a bloody minx when you’re on the verge of an orgasm. He grips your waist in his strong arms and slows down your movements almost to a halt, laughing at your protests and the curses you throw at him. Your frustrated face with those pouty lips and hazed, glossy eyes is a sight to behold. The general doesn’t mind edging himself, as long as he gets to see this utterly bewitching expression on you.
And when he’s had enough of that expression for now, he orders in a stern voice, “Grab the headboard.”
Yet he barely gives you any time to receive, process and execute his order before he’s thrusting up inside you fast and hard, hitting the spot that has you throw your head back and your eyes roll to the back of your skull. Your grip on the headboard is so strong, your knuckles have turned white. But you don’t care as you shamelessly cream all over the general’s cock that rearranges your guts. Your body convulses in his embrace and you’re crying out his name when your impending orgasm floods you.
ʚ AVENTURINE ɞ
Your mistake was letting him get you to agree to his bet. Gambling is his domain. It’s where Aventurine thrives. It’s something everybody knows. Yet for some reason you forgot all about it in those few seconds when you agreed and shook his hand. You only seemed to have snapped out of your halo when you noticed his wicked smirk.
Your doom was to be expected. Yet Aventurine has to admit that you put up a good game. You were just unlucky to go up against him. But well, in the end, he’s the winner. And that’s all that matters, isn’t it?
Aventurine leans back on his seat, as his eyes roam all over you, taking in every little detail about you. His scrutinising gaze makes your cheeks blush and you nervously bite down on your lip. Your nervousness makes him all the more excited to claim his prize, namely you.
“Strip,” he orders, a hint of mischievousness tinting his voice. “Everything but your undergarments.”
And when you freeze before him, looking at him like an idiot, his smile disappears and his gaze darkens. It’s the gaze of a predator about to lunge at its prey. Your body moves on autopilot, discarding your clothes and leaving only your undergarments on as he had requested. His eyes devour you, even though he has yet to touch you. You steal glances of him, noticing lust and desire flash in his eyes behind the frames of his glasses.
Taking his glasses off and leaving them on the poker table, Aventurine motions you to approach him and sits you on his lap. He places a stray strand of hair behind your ear before gently caressing your cheek with his knuckles, his cold rings sending shivers down your spine. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, your body moulding into his. Goosebumps erupt everywhere he touches you and he feels your heart beat like crazy as he kisses your neck. His hand covers your bra-clad breast, squeezing and eliciting a moan from you.
He captures your lower lip between his teeth, biting down just enough to make you tense and your legs clench around him. As if to ease the pain he inflicted, he caresses your lip with his thumb. “I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock,” he muses, his eyes stuck on your lips. Then, he glances up into your eyes. “On your knees, sweetheart.”
You needn’t be told twice before you slowly stand up, kissing his lips, then his chest through the opening of his shirt, before finally dropping to your knees between his spread legs. Aventurine adjusts himself and relaxes, his eyes following eagerly your every move. You unbutton his trousers and pull it down, revealing his semi-hardened cock. You pepper soft kisses along his length, smearing the tip with precum.
When you take him in your mouth, Aventurine releases a guttural groan. Tentatively, you suck on his girth, while keeping your eyes on him at all times. He finds you utterly perfect like this. Your warm mouth makes him harder the longer he’s buried inside. Your lips leave him and are replaced by your hand, as you tend to his balls, sucking each one in your mouth, blowing his mind and making him throw his head back.
You know he’s close when you feel him tensing under your touch. Your tongue swirls around him, working him to his release. But Aventurine doesn’t let you finish what you started. Standing up, he lifts you up and kisses your lips, tasting himself on you. His hand slides down between your legs and rubs your folds, a smirk curving on his lips at how wet you are. “Such a dirty whore,” he sneers, his lips brushing yours.
The next moment, he bents you over the poker table and positions himself between your spread legs. You gasp when he tears your panties, the torn pieces of fabric falling on the floor. The table rattles when he thrusts inside you, bottoming out. His thrusts are hard and hit deep from the start. Aventurine grabs your hair and peels your upper body off the table, having you support yourself on your hands, as your body curves against his. Your tits bounce and spill out of your bra, as you moan and whimper.
“You’re so tight, sweetheart,” Aventurine breathes. His hand leaves your hair which falls freely all over your back and wraps around your throat, pulling you back to him. “So tight for me,” he muses, biting down on your shoulder.
Your jaw drops to the floor with an inaudible scream as he cums inside you, filling you up with his seed. But he doesn’t stop. He continues pounding into you, a white ring forming around his cock as he fucks his seed back into your eager pussy that clenches around him. Aventurine bents you back down, face down on the poker table and holds your arms behind your back with one hand, while the other grips tightly your hip, slamming your body hard on his.
You cry out his name for everyone to hear as your orgasm comes crashing down on you, which pleases him greatly. Aventurine leans over you without interrupting his rhythm, his hot breath fanning over your ear. “That’s right,” he whispers. “You belong to me, sweetheart. Now and forever.” Because if you thought he’d let you go just like that, you had another thing coming for you.
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strawchocoberry · 1 month
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I thought a theme change was necessary. What do we think of the new theme???
And I'm also adding honkai star rail to the fandoms I'll be writing for from now on!!
For anyone who doesn't know, there's a tag list in the making. In order to join, comment on this post!!
And for anyone who wishes to get to know me better, I made an about me post!! Feel free to come to my inbox to chat any time!!
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strawchocoberry · 1 month
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──♡ ˙ 𐙚  ̟  about me !!
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𐙚  candy . twenties . she/her . bisexual
→ pisces sun, aries moon, cancer rising, march baby, intj + 8w7
✦   blog birthday: july 10th
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LOVES. sex, writing, reading, dark romance, being spoiled / princess treatment, shopping, makeup, skincare, lip gloss, scarlet red, tattoos, jewellery, hanging out with my friends, sleepovers, travelling, daydreaming, rain, plushies, cooking, making new friends
→ games: genshin impact, honkai star rail, final fantasy
→ anime/manga: blue lock, jujutsu kaisen, mashle, tougen anki, gokurakugai, nana, fate, fairy tail, bleach, fruits basket, paradox live, the apothecary diaries
→ music: chase atlantic, the weeknd, arctic monkeys, lana del rey, the neighbourhood, halsey, isabel larosa, daniel di angelo, darci
HATES. drama (though unless I’m not involved, I want the tea), politically and morally correct people, conservatives, bullying, religion, lying, traitors, ignorance, stupid people
FAVOURITES. blue lock: michael kaiser, itoshi sae ; jujutsu kaisen: gojo satoru, geto suguru, choso ; mashle: rayne ames, kaldo gehenna, orter madl ; tougen anki: momoka tsukuyomi, mudano naito ; gokurakugai: tao ; genshin impact: tartaglia, alhaitham, yelan ; honkai star rail: aventurine, boothill, jing yuan, kafka, black swan
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strawchocoberry · 1 month
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I'd give anything to wake up to this view every single day
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