#mizu x y/n smut

[biibini]

hello! :DD

i love reading all of your fics, they make me giggle and smile so much <3 (we’re brain rotting together ✨🤞)

it’s my bday today, so i’m wondering if i may request modern mizu and reader spending time together during the reader’s birthday?

nsfw modern!mizu x reader’s bday (request)

tags: loving mizu, soft, morning kisses, affectionate mizu, touchy, cuddling, bathtub scene???, massages, cunnilingus, dom!mizu, praise, dirty talk, dirty praise talk ?, strap on, hickies, riding, receiving head, fingering, aftercare

a/n: omg first off HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY! i hope this isnt too late & thank u for reading the brain rots :) im glad yall enjoy it as much as i do

18+ suggestive content below

modern!mizu would start the bday business in the morning before u wake up

normally, she would wake up in the early morning to go to the gym

but one day without it wouldn’t be the end of the world

besides, she would get the workout later tonight in between ur legs

(yeah i said it, the D is fire🔥, happy wife happy life)

(anyways)

she’d go out and get fresh flowers

prob from the local flower store in downtown

she’d try to be quiet with her motorcycle but if ur a light sleeper, u would know whats up

but she would come back to the apartment quietly and place the flowers neatly in a new vase

before changing back into her pjs, she would place the vase on the desk w a little note saying “good morning & happy birthday baby ♡”

climbing back into bed, u would feel her arms surround u from behind

Mizu sneaks back into bed after successfully finishing her mission: getting a pretty bouquet for her pretty birthday girl. Now under the covers, she turns to look at you. Still fast asleep, her arms wrap your body from behind. She feels you stir awake and hum from her touch.

Mizu hunches over to get a better view of your face. Your eyes flutter open. You look to your left to find Mizu, hair down and looking at you endearingly.

"Happy birthday, baby.", Mizu greets you, giving you a good morning kiss. You smile and kiss her back. "Thank you.", you respond back.

You hook your arms around her neck, attempting to pull her in for more morning kisses. Instead, she stopped you in your tracks.

"Someone left a special present for a pretty birthday girl on the desk."

You looked past Mizu and spotted the vase on the desk, holding your favorite flowers. Your eyes widen in shock. You crawl out of bed and walk over to get a closer look at the bouquet. Laid next to the vase was a note written in Mizu's handwriting.

Good morning and happy birthday baby, it wrote.

You stared at the note in awe, looking back at proud MIzu with a smile. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

You turned around to give Mizu a big hug and many many thank-you kisses.

modern!mizu would attempt to cook a breakfast in bed

she would probably end up asking u for help

but setting up the table? all her

serving u food? all her

setting u down in the chair? all her

she would want to treat her pretty girl well

in an attempt to make something cute, she would try to make heart-shaped pancakes or any shape u desired

it almost worked with the heart but it ended up looking like a squiggly heart

it was still delicious anyways

modern!mizu would def host a birthday lunch or dinner with u and ur friends

she can spend her time with u later tonight

but she wants u to celebrate with others during ur special day

i dont think she would surprise u but she would shock u with how meticulously planned everything is

from the reserved table to the special free birthday cake to the singing of happy birthday at the dinner table

at first, u thought it would just be the waiter and ur friends all sitting around and quietly singing

but akemi brought a karaoke microphone

and then taigen pulled out his speaker

and ringo brought out a tambourine

and mizu with another karaoke microphone

tbh it was ringo and akemi that wanted it to be loud but mizu just went along

its ur birthday it should be celebrated

they all proceeded to sing happy birthday, loud and proud

while ur waiter laughed and played along, happily singing and clapping to the beat

modern!mizu would probably find some way to sneak in "birthday kisses"

aka just more affectionate mizu

i feel like she wouldn't be the biggest fan of PDA but if she's feeling extra loving on ur special day, that goes out the window

if she's not holding ur hand, her arm is by ur shoulder

if her arm isn't wrapped around ur shoulder, it's wrapped around ur waist

and just random kisses

"just because" kisses

"oh it's ur bday" kisses

she's just in love and celebrating ur day

modern!mizu would definitely give u a relaxing bath after a long day of birthday celebrations

if big parties aren't ur thing, she would make sure to make u feel relaxed

she would set up the bath and let u pick whatever scent or bath bomb u wished to use

if it was ur thing, she would always recommend the lavender or jasmine scent for destress

while in the bath, she would set any tea u would like

light a candle

bring a book

if it was up to u, she could join the relaxation

but if u didn't wish for any disturbances, mizu wouldn't mind

but lets face it: ofc u want her in ur bday bath

after ur all settled, she would join right behind u & wrap her arms around ur body

its such a soft and intimate moment

after a day of celebration, u could relax and take a deep breath

You were sitting in the bathtub, filled with warm water, and a jasmine bath bomb quietly sizzling next to you. To your right, you watch Mizu light a lavender-scented candle. As you begin to settle into the bathtub and relax, you hear soft piano music in the background. You take a deep breath and enter your entire body into the bathtub, enveloping yourself in the warm water that Mizu prepared for you.

"Everything alright?", Mizu asks as she sits next to you outside the bathtub.

You nod in response. "Everything's perfect..."

You pause.

"Except one thing."

Mizu tilts her head in confusion. You look up to her, reaching your arm out to her with an open hand: an invitation to join you.

"You're missing.", you smile.

Mizu smiles back. Not a wide grin but a soft smile.

She strips down and enters the bath behind you. The water splashes against the side. Not overfilling quite yet, but almost filled to the brim with jasmine-scented bath water. You turn behind to see Mizu's face highlighted by one of the candles nearby. Her eyes softly gazed back at you, almost shining in the flickering light.

"Come here.", she says softly, wrapping her arms around your body. You lay back as you feel her hands find your sides, gently hugging your body. You feel her lips softly touch your shoulders, inching closer to your neck. Her breath tickles your neck, making you gasp in response.

"Mizu...", you turn your head to get a better view of Mizu.

"Shhh. Just relax.", she quietly mumbled.

"Let me treat my pretty girl on her birthday."

modern!mizu would give u little massages

she's gotten experience from eiji asking begging her to massage his back after a long day

by request, u can ask her to focus on specific pain points

but tbh the feeling of her hands caressing ur back (or anywhere) can send u a one-way trip to heaven

if ur still in the bath, she would wash ur hair too in the meantime

she can do her hair afterwards

the feeling of her fingers digging into ur scalp and back feels oh so good

NSFW content ahead

(oh thank god let's get to the good stuff)

modern!mizu would def give u birthday head

mizu would not hesitate at all

she would slowly start from giving u gentle kisses to worshipping ur entire body

and the finale erupting in between ur legs

strap or no strap, it was up to u

but she was determined to pleasure u either way

modern!mizu would keep on praising u the entire night

the amount of praises u would hear is sinful

a lot of "my love" or "my pretty girl"s but make it 100x

or "my pretty girl is doing so good"

"you like that, don't you?"

"taking my fingers so well... that's my beautiful girl"

(im blushing just thinking ab it)

modern!mizu would leave a dangerous number of marks

typically, she only likes to leave one or two hidden

but since she's already on a roll

she can get a little careless

and totally not leave a few in between your thighs

and around your boobs

and neck

all in all, she'd end the night giving u ultimate treatment aftercare aka just very affectionate and loving mizu

modern!mizu ends ur birthday night with cuddles and sweet kisses and more softer sfw praises until u fall asleep

You and Mizu lay yourselves on the bed, still recovering from the pleasurable highs and moans a couple minutes ago. Wrapped in Mizu's arms, you squeeze her arms tightly.

"Thank you for a wonderful birthday day, my love.", you compliment her as you kiss her cheek.

She turned to kiss you fully, one of her arms moving to allow her hand to cup your face.

"Anything for my pretty girl.", she answers back, smiling at you once more before coming closer to give you more loving kisses.

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[lessbienlesbian]

mizu x fem!reader

NSFW headcanons/drabble

this is my first time writing anything like this so uhh i hope y’all enjoy this filth. also, lmk if you want more writing about mizu. if you are not looking to see this type of content, please keep scrolling <3

it would take a significant amount of time and effort to form a close enough relationship with her for her to even consider having sex with you, as sex is representative of vulnerability, intimacy, and trust to her.

she would not be into having a one night stand or any other low commitment sexual encounters. her own libido and other worldly pleasures are not at all a priority to her, so it wouldn’t be worth jeopardizing the successful completion of her goal.

ok i don’t know if this is a controversial opinion but i think mizu is the biggest switch that ever switched.

when she is on top she loves to pin your arms above your head or to your sides as she trails kisses down your entire body.

she is such a tease, even when she doesn’t intend to be.

her persona completely shifts during intimate moments: her hardened exterior melts away, she becomes more communicative and playful, and when you’re pleasuring her she is just a complete mess for you.

she is very sensitive and it does not take much for her to come undone.

she is a bit possessive and protective over you but less in a toxic jealousy way and more in a “i can’t have another person betray me” way. she would try not to let that become super evident to you, but you kinda caught on just based on the amount of times she would whisper “mine” into your ear before absolutely ravishing you.

her boobs are super tender after she unbinds them so you have to be very gentle when touching them. this is definitely the only reason that you have to be gentle with them and its not also because one time you accidentally made her cum just from playing with her sensitive nipples ;)

ok i feel like i see everyone saying this but like i have to agree bc pussydrunk mizu? yeah. it just feels right.

she is a very loving partner

she loves to eat you out and not so secretly also loves for you to hold onto her hair while she does so

her face gets very flushed during sex and if you point that out to her she will 100% get even redder.

her first time topping:

even though she doesn’t know what she’s doing the first time she fucks you, she somehow goes straight for the clit, but she doesn’t collect any wetness from your soaking entrance. this increases the friction on your already throbbing nub so you cum super fast, but she just keeps going because she’s enjoying watching you so much. you get hella overstimulated and are a whimpering mess in her arms by the time she’s finished with you. if you ask her to stop she does immediately, but if you don’t, she just keeps going. delighted to have reduced you to a quivering mess on her first try, she looks at you with a shit-eating grin and adoration in her eyes before capturing your lips in another kiss. when she’s finished, she definitely asks “was that ok?” very earnestly and you’re like wtf mizu i just died and came back to life like yes that was definitely more than ok.

she is very vocal during sex, there’s lots of whimpers, groans, praises, and then also just straight up moaning. i also think that she would become more loose lipped during and after sex so she’d probably tell you that she loved you more frequently than usual.

“shit, please don’t stop”

“look at you, dripping for me already”

“your pussy is making such sloppy noises, is that all for me?”

she would absolutely be into praising you, especially in that low almost growly tone that she adopts at times.

“that’s it, just like that.”

“you’re doing so well for me.”

“fuck, you’re so pretty like this.”

“god, you make me feel so good”

she’s very cautious about location bc she doesn’t want to be found out

fingering because look at her hands hands hands hands she has very skilled hands very strong very careful fingers

i don’t think she would be into extremely rough/punishing sex. that’s not to say that she wouldn’t bring a certain intensity and exuberance to the table, but if she’s fucking you she actually likes you, and if she actually likes you then the worst she will do is give you the cold shoulder, playfully spar with you but not hard enough to intentionally injure you, make the occasional clueless insensitive comment, or tease you relentlessly. the rest of her life is made up almost entirely of violence so i think she wouldn’t want to bring that into her sex life as well. i do think that she would take her frustration out on you in other ways though.

oh hey speaking of taking her frustration out on you…overstimulation! after a particularly aggravating day she would turn her focus entirely onto you to get her mind off of things, just making you feel so good over and over almost until it’s too much. the two of you are very communicative during sex though so she is constantly checking in and asking if you’re ok.

sometimes she is so frustrated by her quest (or some bullshit that taigen or akemi just pulled) that she will take you to the nearest private place to fuck with a desperation and eagerness that doesn’t allow for either of you to get fully undressed.

she’d definitely be the type to push you against a wall and eat you out until you can barely stand

she’s a very quick learner and makes up for her inexperience with her energy and enthusiasm

#mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #bes mizu #mizu #mizu x you #blue eye samurai #mizu smut #bes mizu x reader #mizu x y/n #mizu x fem!reader #smut #bes smut

[nightfall-kachiniko]

“THE SAME EYES AS YOU..” ✩ˎˊ˗ pt.1

mizu x reader || blue eyed samurai ᝰ.ᐟ

a/n: i thought this would be a super cool concept to see in BES, so I hope you enjoy.

You don’t know how you got here, all you knew is you did. Walking through the snow barely able to stand, your legs dragging behind you. Drops of blood streamed down your rough skin.

It was so windy and cold. The snow had to be over 4 feet deep as the blizzard forced your body forward. The air was so brittle and dry you couldn’t feel your skin.

Crisp snow blew in your face, blinding you from the little vision you could see.

The only thing you could feel was the little bit of warmth your blood carried inside of you.

Until it was the only thing you could feel. As it all got weary, and warmed you all around, sending a hot streak up your body. Until it hit the ground.

your eyes fluttered open slightly, as you swayed in and out of consciousness. Your body was on the floor, but it wasn’t of snow. Instead it was wood, a hard wooden floor. the coldness was now a crackling warmth, as voices muttered all around you.

“I don’t trust it.” you could make out a man’s voice saying, then a sharp shing of metal.

“Wait! Stop we haven’t even talked to her yet!” another said, more high pitched.

you used whatever strength you could find in your drowsy body to lift yourself up, a grut of shock coming from behind you. you turned over on the floor, trying to sit up, a blade meeting your face.

You yelped in shock. Quickly crawling yourself backwards from the metal in your face.

“Taigen! Stop! I told you you’d scare her!”

You screamed looking up at the man infront of you. He was an Asian man with dark hair, his eyebrows knitted as his face held a look of uncertainty but fierceness.

You screamed in fear of the blade drawn infront of you, as you huddled yourself backwards, shutting your eyes closed. “SHUT UP!” The man said harshly, gritting his teeth.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” You yelled, crawling yourself backwards.

He looked at the other man, confused at the way you were speaking. Your Japanese sounded weird, different.

“ugh..” a scoff was heard. “be quiet,” a man’s voice distantly said, pulling open the cabin door.

“What did you bring in this time taigen? “he said sarcastically.

They wore a big hat, covering their eyes, but all you could see was the sword strapped to their side.

thats until their eyes met yours. It went quiet as the man backed up, eyes widening in shock as he stared into yours. those orange glasses covering his own.

All that filled the room was the crackle of the fire place and your quiet frantic breaths of fear.

“Taigen, put the sword down.” They ordered, their eyes not leaving yours. The man hesitantly glanced between you and him before doing so.

All he could do is stare at you. And you knew why. Of course, you were different. Your hair was different, your skin, nobody was like you.

until they took off their glasses.

What you didn’t know, was they were too.

and like a mirror, blue eyes stared back at you.

you locked eyes with this man, as his gaze became soft, almost comfortable looking back into yours.

and for a spit second you felt safe with this stranger.

“Your eyes..” you both said.

“they’re just like mine.”

#blue eyed samurai #blue eyed samurai x reader #BES x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #mizu headcanons #mizu imagines #mizu drabbles #mizu x you #mizu x Taigen #mizu x akemi #mizu x y/n #mizu bes #mizu Headcanon #mizu scenarios #mizu smut #mizu fanfic #mizu come home the kids miss you

[themoonitselff]

Okay but just imagine Mizu getting dominated by her s/o and feeling that safe she can actually let her femenine side out.

Very explicit nsfw under the cut. (afab reader)

The taste of her lips against yours was already making your thighs warm and wet, her hands were already searching for the sweet points in your body that makes you jolt and whimper for more, but this time was different. You wanted to make her feel different.

Since she's always manhandling you, always taking care of you, always pleasuring your needs, sometimes she gets really stressed by the thoughts of responsibility, like, she needed a break, a release from all the pain and suffering in this path full of blood. You were thinking about this since last week, and you just couldn't stand there again and let her do all the job. Not again.

Before she could take your kimono down, you took her hands gently, stopping her, your gaze connected with her as you whisper “Let me take control of this, tonight is all about you.” Your voice immediately made her relax, but it still was weird for her since she had this icanmakeeverythingbymyown mindset in her head.

She saw you getting on your knees as you sat her in a rock, in front of a waterfall, in the middle of the night, where the only expectator was the moon. “Hey, you don't have t-”

“But I want to. ” You replied, taking her pants off, she denied at first, scared of what could have happened, what could possibly put you and her in danger and that she cannot do anything about it. It's not like she treats you like a stupid young child that doesn't know how to take care of their self, in fact, Mizu thinks you're amazing at fighting when the situation merits it, your thin blade passes through the enemies bodies like it's a leaf, you're talented, but when she started falling in love with you, she had this need to protect you and own you, because she wants you to calm and not endure, like her. Now it's the other way around.

You place her hand in your head, as your mouth sinks in her arousal, your tongue gently caressed her clit, it was pumping against your lips as you kissed it with an indescribable romance, you were actually enjoying it, your pussy was like a water slide.

The sense of your tongue against her body made her change mind instantly, her hand pushed you deeper in her core, the moans that were low, raspy and groaning at first now were sweet and high pitched, her head tilted back as she just stopped being so hard like a rock and let herself just enjoy the moment, her hips moving into your mouth like wanting more, as you smiled against her lower lips.

“You're so beautiful when your off guard.” You babbled between her legs, your mouth left her throbbing cunt to make some kisses and hickeys on her crotch, your ears were hearing and orchest of whimpers and moans, at this point, she sounded like a woman fallen from heaven, and whatever you were doing, she was satisfied with it, more than satisfied, grateful.

“Keep doing it.. You're so fucking good at this-” She demanded, it was so cute you couldn't believe it, Mizu can be very submissive when it comes to.

Your ears now were hearing a wonderful orchest of whimpers and moans, they were so loud you had to get up and kiss her passionately to get her mouth shut, you tongues were dancing roughly, eating each other, it was so erotic you couldn't believe it. You? Making the cold Mizu whimper and cry for you?

“Come here, let me feel you closer.” You hummed.

“ I'll regret this later- Fuck! ” She panted in your mouth.

Mizu's legs were now hugging your waist, her hand was scratching your back and the other supporting her weight in the rock, you thrusted into her a bit rough until you felt her squirting all over your arm and a bit of your kimono, she was breathing hard against your lips, panting and squeezing your fingers full of her cum.

You stayed like this, close to her, your foreheads touched each other as Mizu and you closed your eyes, recovering from action, then you laughed a bit and pulled your fingers off, just to taste them later. “I told you this night was about you. ”

“I-.. ” She hided her face, trying to get back her pride. “Just shut the fuck up.” Mizu pulled you back again to her lips, kissing you like feral.

Maybe you could start being her stress-releaser since now.

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[ranbitteeth]

hiii i love ur art and ur fics!!🫶🏽

im desperateee for a reader rails mizu w strap fic😭😭 all the smut i see are of reader bottoming and that makes me hella dysphoric sigh

so so like reader stretching mizu out, lots of whimpering, mizu being nervous, mizu feeling full and claimed, just messy subby mizu taking big strap for the first time plssss😭😭😭😭 maybe some pussy eating foreplay idk, whatever u find best and fun to write. i just need mizu to be a subby bottom its plaguing my mind😵‍💫

A/N: Your wish is my command, dearest! Hhmmm I can never really tell if you guys want a modern/cannon compliant setting— but I find my words flowing easier for the latter. If this isn’t to your liking, I can always write another one! More modern and fluffy

Tags: Possessive!Reader, GN!Reader, Reader is besties w Madame Kaji, DomTop! Reader, Jealous! Reader, Straps, Tried to be historically accurate but one can only do so much research on ancient japanese dildos, takes place sometime before Mizu hops in the boat, Goodbye Sex, Misery.

About 3.8k word count, so I’ll highlight the beginning of the actual smut in red and a star! *

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Parting Ways— To London You Go

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You despised him.

The Blue Eyed Beast of Japan. The onryo. The bastard half-breed that killed the Four Fangs and cut through the Shindo Dojo. Now that was a man that deserved a dog’s death. A humiliating, painful, wretched thing— so much so that pity would spread like disease among even the most hardened of men. A white man had no business in your country. Much less some impure dog, chasing ghosts of white men who had long since fled the island paradise. You believed this yourself, once. The village gossip and fantasies of his approaching death entertained you, excited you. You’d hear of his dishonorable death one evening and you’d think —‘good riddance’.

But no one told you just how much of a darling he was.

You remembered that night to picture clear, the image of his slumped body in the snow so clear in your eyes and memory. His face was twisted into a pained grimace, eyes screwed shut beneath the colored lenses of his glasses— he reeked of blood even in the snowstorm.

Unbeknownst to your family, you brought him inside, ordered your guards to gently place his body in your quarters. The servants made no protest when they saw your insistence on saving this stranger. The wound was seeping a crimson poison onto your floor, red and hot and stinking of blood.

The two of you were alone when his eyelids fluttered open, pained grunts and whimpered muffled by his own teeth against his bottom lip. And you saw it. Blue eyes— unnatural, wrong, and positively lovely. You’ve seen oceans and ponds and skies with less of a dazzling hue. It disgusted you, initially, as the realization of who he was suddenly and violently appeared in your mind.

You hadn’t expected someone so…normal looking.

He did not have a pig’s nose or clammy, sun-abused skin. He was not a beast, giant and ugly— but a man. An injured man, you recalled once his blood stained your palm. Stained your floor, your bed and his clothes. You distantly realized your hands were moving on their own as they undid the binds of his old kimono, and there, beneath the worn, filthy fabric were binds. Not of injury, not of a warrior— but of shame.

Alone in your chambers on a cold winter night amidst the worst storm you’ve ever seen— you knew. The blue-eyed, vicious animal that had earned all of Kyoto’s scorn was in fact a woman.

You adored her.

Your home grew to be a sanctuary to her of sorts. For a being so well despised by the nation, the comforts you provided were scarce luxuries. A bed. A roof. Some semblance of protection. You cared after her like one would a feral pet, a feat which did not go unnoticed. With a blade to your neck and blood painting her hands, she demanded your silence— a vow to never break. As if you’d risk losing such a treasure to the hands of bounty hunters of white men.

The two of you danced with hate for months.

She was a silent spirit, a brewing storm on the distant horizon. At times, you’d catch her eyes on you, other times, she’d notice you doing the same. At times, you’d reach your hand forward and caress the scars on her skin. At times, she’d allow you to– going so far as to present herself.

At times, you’d make love to her. Your depravity was no secret to anyone with ears and working eyes— but your status and wealth made you untouchable. No one but your servants would hear her cries echo from your chambers, and no one but you would see her in the throes of pleasure, head tossed back, expression screwed into one of hesitant bliss and ecstasy.

Or so you thought.

She often returns to you like a dog would weeks after leaving. Loyal, endearing and silent. Whether it was out of some misplaced desire of courtesy or a genuine attachment, you did not know. You’d tell yourself you did not care, but Man would never be born without sin. Madame Kaji, the wonderful hag, would bewitch you in letters with tales of her ladies in the delights her brothel would offer. She mentioned a certain blue-eyed beast in her company in her most previous message. Her letter was pointed, concise, and utterly enraging. By its contents, you would piece together your Mizu’s night with a princess– of all wretched things. After months of silence, alone in your palace with no one but the one and off prostitutes you’d hire and the servants you paid deftly for their loyalty, and the samurai goes off to bed and abandone a lady princess of the Tokunobu clan.

Mizu would not show her face to you until spring. By then, your anger had solidified and festered into an untamable typhoon. As your servants led her to your chambers, Mizu would be standing dead-center in the eye of your storm. Something in her was different. Stronger, yet weaker. Kinder, yet crueler.

“You show your face here again?” You ask cooly, and at least she had the decency to look ashamed, removing her hat. Like this, you could see her properly. (You’d never admit to your anger cooling, but it did.) She does not harden her voice in your presence, but it is quiet, timid, shameful. Before she could open her mouth to speak, one of your servant men approach, head bowed deeply.

“[Title and Name]”, he’d say. Your eyes glance over to him, humming as you granted permission to speak.

“There is a white man inside, bound and immobilized.” He says quickly, bowing his head deeper.

“I only wished for you to be aware.”

Your cold, steely eyes turn to fix Mizu with a chilling stare. She only looks at you head on, taking the challenge. Oh…

“Leave us.” You say, but not before giving an order to boil water over a fire. The door is smoothly slid shut, and the two of you are under the illusion of solitude once more.

“I am to depart for London soon.” Mizu says bluntly, abruptly. You couldn’t have expected anything less. You give no reaction save for a short sigh and two fingers against your temple.

“I am closer to my mission than ever before. I have an informant, I have a boat, I have names.” She talks as if to explain herself, stepping closer in light footsteps, hesitant. “I may not survive through this. I only wished to say goodbye before I leave.”

For a moment, you say nothing. Your mouth is rendered useless as your mind rushes with curses. To the world, to the white men, to Japan, to Mizu, to the hellsite that was London itself. The poisonous concoction of rage and envy that had been brewing for months was bubbling and prickling beneath your skin– only now with the addition of grief.

“This would have been much more convenient in scripture,” you say, voice like hot iron. Mizu’s surprise is tangible, eyes flickering around your features, searching for answers to her questions.

“I adore letters. You know this.” You begin to say, moving from your initial position and circling the room, retrieving several items and placing them on the large expanse of your sleeping bed. You open a box, massive with weight. Inside is parchment, pounds of it. “I collect them.”

You suddenly and harshly shove the box onto the floor, a flurry of parchment and ink spilling at your feet. Mizu seems to shrink, but refuses to cower. Gingerly, you retrieve one excerpt sent just a few months ago from Madame Kaji. You hand it to Mizu, surrounding her. You wait until you are certain she understands what she is reading before you begin to speak.

“Never took you as the brothel-dwelling type.” You say, watching as those demonic, off-putting, oh-so-lovely eyes scan the characters on paper. Your eyes stick to her lips before you remind yourself why you are angry. You imagined those lips entangled with another, and your blood goes cold.

“Nothing happened between me and the princess.” Mizu says, turning to face you. The genuine confusion in her expression is almost insulting. “She meant to kill me that night. Our duel meant nothing. Madame Kaji knows nothing that is true.”

“Not every conflict between you and a stranger is a duel and Madame Kaji is a dear friend of mine.” You reply easily. The hurt in your voice was becoming clearer with each passing syllable.

“You truly believe sailing the seas will come so easy? Do you know how many men I’ve lost in my trades on those voyages? Do you even know what awaits you in London?” You begin to demand these answers, losing the control you pride yourself in as you continue to speak. As a man and a woman, Mizu was nothing but a stupid, lost soul, wandering the earth without an object to attach to. You then gently cup her face in both hands, watching in delight as she melts into your touch.

*“Do you even know how much I’ve wanted you these past months?”

Mizu cannot answer. Her hands raise over yours, fingers brushing against your warmer ones.

“I meant no harm in my absence.” She concedes, round eyes rising to meet with yours. Just like that, the room had shifted. Your eyes darken as they raked along her face and figure, recalling what lay beneath the layers upon layers of fabric she’d use to protect herself.

“You can’t imagine…” You whine, gently undoing the bandages around her neck to expose the delectable skin that lay beneath. Untouched, unseen by all but few. You bury your nose into the crook of her neck before your tongue darts out just to taste flesh and the blood that pumped beneath. Mizu sighs, noticeably relaxing into you. Her arms move to wrap around your neck in a gentle embrace, a position you’ve grown to love and grieve for.

“Gods, how I’ve missed you…” you say, assisting Mizu’s hands and hurriedly undoing her kimono before your hands run hungrily along her skin. Scars, so many more than you remember. A different rage boiled inside of you, protective and not directed to Mizu in the slightest. The two of you move in sync of tangled limbs and warm breaths against open lips. You push her onto your cot, the rage you had felt previously spilling out in the form of hunger. You attack her neck with the teeth in your mouth, suckling and biting down on her white-man skin until cherry-red marks bloom across her neck. She whimpers, coyly craning her neck and exposing herself further– presenting herself. Begging for it. Gods.

“You were away so long I’d almost forgotten what a whore you are…” you coo, undressing her wholly, spreading her legs around either side of your hips. As a surprise to no one, you noticed the particular shininess to the downy hairs on her wet cunt, groaning softly at the sight. Her smell, her taste, her color– you’d spend innumerable nights recalling these things in exquisite detail, going so far as to seek her in other women and finding not one suitable substitution. Your hunger had been building up for months, and now here she was, just as enticing as you remember her. Her teeth nibble down on her finger as she groans into the air.

“[Reader], I haven’t..” she starts, but you shush her before she can continue. Her loyalty only endeared you to her further, and you wanted to remain somewhat angry.

“I know, puppy. You already know who you belong to, don’t you?” You murmured, practically salivating at the sight of her glistening pussy. A whine catches in her throat, allowing you to see in real time her strength and tenacity fail her beneath you. The demon man was nowhere to be found here. You tamed that spirit and contained her in your chambers. You reduced it from a spirit to a man to a moaning, wanton little tart.

“Keep your legs spread and I’ll give you what you came here for.” You order swiftly, to which she nods and complies, spreading her legs further apart. You eagerly adjust your position so that you are resting on your stomach, Mizu’s thighs on either side of your head and your mouth just above her wet cunt. With only an aroused groan as a warning, your tongue descends onto her slick folds, eagerly lapping up the wetness that coated her lovely skin. It was positively obscene, the color and taste of her, the slurping sounds across the room and her whimpering cries as months of stress and anger fell away under your tongue. The poor thing couldn’t even keep her thighs from squeezing around your head, effectively trapping you against her pussy— but it was no matter. Your tongue swirled and massaged what it could reach while the tip of your nose rutted against her clit. Slowly, surely, readily— her raspy, hoarse voice bloomed into something far sweeter, and you could feel the ice around your heart melting. This was the Mizu you knew, without the clothes and glasses and false identity. This Mizu was the one you owned.

You feel her getting close, as it was always obvious with her. You felt her thighs squeezing around your head, felt them shake and tense while her hips bucked against you and her breathing grew more desperate. You feel it, she feels it— she wants it so bad she sobs into her palm. You both know better.

You pull away with a wet, obscene sound, ignoring Mizu’s frustrated groan into her fist. Your lips and chin are wet with her taste and both of your bodies are shining with sweat.

“What? Were you close?” You ask huskily, readjusting yourself so that your body hovers over hers, your fingers pushing in and out of her gushing warmth. You start with two, massaging her insides into relaxation, molding her to your desires. She impatiently pushes her hips against you, holding you in a desperate embrace. You do not hurry, you don’t even respond as you take her lips in yours, letting her taste herself coating your tongue. It was a messy, depraved display— one that made her noticeably wetter around your fingers. Her nails claw into the fabric over your body, tugging it off.

“Take yours off too…” she says in between breaths, eyes half lidded and watery with want.

“You think you can take it already?” You ask slowly, dead serious. Mizu nods, a slow and deliberate thing. Who are you to argue now?

“It’s bigger than the other one. You sure?” You ask again, making slow, hard motions against her wet clit.

“[Reader]…” she gasps, carrying a note of exasperation, her hands now trembling against you. “Please…!”

You laugh, breathless, exhilarated. Your lips gently press against her forehead, a soft ‘wait here’ and a quick trip to the corner of your bedroom later, you retrieve it.

You commissioned this piece long before you knew Mizu would return. Your very own harigata, hard as a tortoise shell, ribbed and heavy in size and weight. You expressed your desire to be able to attach it to yourself to please your lovers and so the artist complied. You held it up with one hand, allowing Mizu to gauge at the weight and size before stuffing it with warm cotton dipped in the previously boiled water at your side. Mizu hasn’t even noticed the servant come in, far too immersed in watching you align the phallus to her soaking cunt. She feels the heat through the tortoise shell and whimpers, hips trembling before she spreads her legs further apart. The head was already pushing against her hole, oh so ready to slip inside. Just as you mean to push yourself in, Mizu makes a strangled little noise and you cease in your tracks.

“Yes?” You ask, already breathless.

“It’s big…” she says, repeating the words you said earlier. You laugh, endeared.

“Yes. You want it smaller?” You ask again, but she shakes her head no.

She licks her dried lips before she swallows. “Don’t hold back.”

Unable to control yourself, you laugh, head falling beneath your shoulders and against her collarbone. Fuck.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

You feel her nervousness in the tension of her body. As aroused as she was, it had been some time since she’s seen you. You begin with slow, shallow thrusts to get her accustomed to the feel, not going halfway until you hear her get noticeably impatient.

“Hold on, puppy. I don’t want to hurt you…” you say, but you push yourself in deeper to quiet her whimpers. The ribbed surface rutting in and out of her wet heat had its obvious effects. Her knees shake where they are around your hips and her head arches back as she moans, voice breaking. The harigata was doing everything it was designed to do and more. Mizu was falling apart so beautifully and you weren’t even fully inside.

Slower thrusts, still quick but less shallow, and she moves her arms to wrap around your neck in a tender embrace, holding your back to keep herself present. With you.

Some time passes, and you push yourself in further. You feel some natural resistance, Mizu’s breath hitching. You pause and pull away somewhat to check for her expression, finding her eyes wet with tears dripping down flushed cheeks. Her chest is rising and falling in ragged breaths as she struggles to compose herself long enough to get a sentence out.

“No! No, don’t stop. [Reader], please don’t stop,” she whines, cradling your face. You obliged and continued, though far slower than the pace you were going before. Mizu openly whimpers at this loss before she intertwines her legs around your hips by her ankles, keeping you close.

“Could that princess give you what I can?” You say suddenly, still feeling that burst of envy possess you as you rut your hips forward with a precision that only hours of fantasies and failed attempts to recreate Mizu’s body could give you. A shuddering, wanton moan later, Mizu’s hand flies over her mouth. You take that hand by her wrist and pin it to the floor, still thrusting your hips against hers with purpose and vigor. Not all the way in, not yet. “Well?” You ask. You demand.

“N-no…no she can’t…” Mizu damn near sobs, and possession coils in your gut as you push the harigata to reach new depths. Her moans are pitched and broken, you feel and see her falling apart. The poor thing felt so full, unsure what to even make of the delicious stretch your phallus provided or the hot arousal that being beneath you gave her. To some degree, she was yours, and you both knew it.

Feeling pleased with her state as she answered, you finally and gently push yourself in entirely, making her back arch and moans echo across your chambers like they did so long ago. The harigata’s other end pushes against you, makes you groan at the pressure. You look down at her whorish expression, her inky black hair spread like a halo around her head. You see her flushed skin shining with sweat, you see the tremble in her body and think about how much longer you’ll have to go without it.

“You don’t even know what you do to me…” You begin to ramble without thinking, words flowing like water from your tongue while Mizu moans beneath you.

You can’t help the way your hips begin to plow against hers, you can’t help the strength and ferocity that possesses you when you think of the distance that will be between the two of you. When you think of who she could meet and compare you to. When you think of yourself in the future, in bed, alone, aching for a body that will not be there. You cannot control the desire in your body when your hips move in a way that can only be described as primal, and she takes it all. Mizu has always taken what you give her so well, and it wasn’t long before you were both panting each other’s name against your skins, the room now hot and stuffy and reeking of sex. Her voice reaches a certain pitch, her nails claw into the silken fabric of your kimono, and you can tell she’s closer than ever.

A warm flower of pride bloomed in your chest as you realized that one day, if all went well, you could keep her for yourself. You’d no longer spend the lonely nights in your palace inviting women of the night to give you company. You’d no longer need to bear the crushing loneliness in your bed — not when Mizu’s mission would fail and she’d realize her rightful place at your side. Safe and warm. Protected. Yours.

You imagine fucking her day and night when she returns until she’s sore and trembling, unable to stand without your assistance. The mental image and the emotions it ignites inside of you make you openly and shakily moan in sync with her, and the two of you cum in each other's embrace. She’s damn near bitten through the silk of your kimono by now, drool coating the luxurious fabric. By now, she’s hardly the image of dignified, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You pull yourself off of her with nothing but a smooth roll of your hips and a near-violent shudder from the body beneath you. By then, it had all blurred together into a hazy memory of warm candlelight, golden skin, and warm, damp towels running along Mizu’s body and freshly fetched water poured into her waiting mouth. You only remember the rest you won for yourself that night, the two of you wrapped in a tangle of limbs and half torn fabric, warm.

But you wake up cold, and you recall why she came by in the first place.

“Would it be too burdensome to stay?” You implore, voice breaking with sleep and heartache. That worn, raggedy kimono is once again wrapped around her figure, her bandages back on. Her very aura is cold and distanced, and the weight of her decision truly settles into your skin.

“We can be happy, you know.” You say, almost pleading but with far too much pride to let it show. “I am in the mountains, far from the city. No white man could find you here,” You can’t being yourself to stand. You watch as her expression morphs from one of sorrow and pity to one of distrust, distaste, and near-resentment. Whether it is directed to you or her father, you cannot be sure.

With her back to you and her voice in the tone of a man’s, she bids you goodbye.

You find that— more than anyone— you want her quest of revenge to fail.

How you despised her.

And oh, how you missed her.

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[ethandelgado1]

The fact when i fell asleep and dream about this women is crazy how i am obsessed with this women

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Me :okay i need to focus my ocs we can draw mizu later

My brain : DRAW MIZU WITH HER TONGUE OUT OR SM- DRAW MIZU WITH ELSA. MIZU MIZU

me :CAN YOU DAMN CHILL!?

#i swear i am normal guys pls trust me #mizu smut #mizu x y/n #mizu x you #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #mizu bes #bes mizu #mizu #blueyesamurai #blue eye samurai #the blue eyed samurai

[peachesfather]

Can you mizu with a healer fem reader thats in lonfon and very jealous of taigen?? I want it very fluffy but also smutty if ur ok with it :) please and thank uu

thanks for this request !!

Doing way too much

mizu x black fem! reader blue eye samurai

warning:+18, smut, fluffy, fingering, bad grammar, suggestive language, and jealous mizu is a way to put it.

I was the best healer in my store in London, i get a lots of praise from how good i am at healing people's wounds, the pay was very good for me and my mother who were very poor.

I swept the floor with a broom while listening to some jams on the radio, i signed and humed to the music, i heard the door open and paid it no mind at all i just continued to clean. i was abrupt by someone in front of me with their eyes being blue as the ocean but had a no emotion face along with someone else with them but he staring at my potions.

"what do you need?" i looked at his tall figure and waited for a response but no reply so i put my hand on their shoulder to tell them to reply for their request.

He snatched my hand from their shoulder and squezzed it very hard, i hissed and told them to stop.

"I just need to be heal thats fucking it, and also need resources for my travel" she let go of me and i basically rolled my eyes at her behavior. "You couldve just said that and not squeezed my fingers." i said while still being angry at this customer. (bby got issues wrong bitch tho)

"okay, sit in this chair please sir" he gave the other man who came along with him a sword and came my way to sit down in the chair. The guy who was holding the sword was looking me up and down while bitting his lips. i ignored him and shown eye contact towards the blue eyed man in front of me.

"Where does it hurt?" He pointed to where their gut is so meaning to where the injury is there. I closed my eyes to see if the energy of the wound could be healed, water has appeared on the gut to clean throughout and he hiss in the healing process, i patch him up. "you're finally done, that would be $50" he put the money in my hand and stared at me for few seconds and then snatched the sword from the other guy, "i be outside Taigen, grabbed the other resources for our travel" she put her glasses back on her face and left my store, the other grabbed the stuff he was told to buy.

"is that all?' he just stared at my face and told him again "IS THAT ALL SIR YOU STARING UP THE STORM" his eyes widned and laughed at my outburst. “You’re so cute what’s your name?” He said while staring behind the counter at my ass.

“Okay, I give you my name, it’s y/n.” I blushed and facepalm at how cringe of how I falling for this bullshit, I noticed a couple glances from the window outside the store, it was the guy who I healed he looked angry and pissed must be because of this fella right here, I think he’s talking himself or flirting idk what bro is still here for.

“The cost is $100, do you have it?” He paused and stopped talking about whatever mess he was going on about, he smiled and started to look in his pockets for his money or changes.

Me, being the nicest person that I’m going to be and letting this nigga off with his resources to getting out of my store, I told him he doesn’t need to pay for it under one condition is telling him and his friend to come over to my place for a meal.

He quickly agreed and said “yes, now we can get to know each other in a better way” he rubbing his fingers together while licking his lips I was disgusted but happy at the same time because he was leaving my store, I gave the guy outside a wink. He scoffed and looked away instantly. (I need her so badly don’t play to get pookie)

When the clock hits 5 pm, I was already done cooking curry chicken and rice for my guests, I clean the table and put the table cloth on to be proper.

I heard a knock on my door I was guessing it was them, taigen was smiling like he had done a whole crime while being very sketchy, he was nicely dressed with his hair down. However, for the mysterious man he was still in his old clothes doesn’t make him unattractive but he could’ve done something to spark his appearance. His eyes on the other has drew more attention.

He catches my glances and looked away in annoyance. I signed and ask his name because i wanted to get know him better. He looked me in the eye and said “my name is Mizu”

That’s a cute name awee” I said that brought me and him in awkward silence until taigen grabbed my chin to rizz me up or whatever saying “ma, you look good tonight in them jeans and showing your figure very nicely.

I kinda blushed at him complimenting my body, his way of words were blinding from getting to know mizu. Taigen gave mizu no emotion face that became a snickering expression towards him to letting know that he trying to get to have me. Mizu smirked and smiled at him for being too foolish.

We was eating the curry chicken and rice at the table, taigen was tearing my food up and said It is good and wanted seconds. I gotten up just to give him more.

Mizu was looking me up and down from knee from how my jeans looked on me, she squeezed her thighs and looked at taigen who was staring back at her already.

“Aye, stop looking at her she is going to be mine, bitches like her cannot resist me.” Taigen said while crossing his hands by giggling at how easy you are. However, Mizu was disgusted of how he talking about you , even though she barely knows anything about me to care.

I came back to table so happy about someone being grateful about my cooking. Taigen grabbed the plate from me and said thank you. Mizu was staring into my soul, I was confused but I sat down and looked at taigen finishing his second plate of curry chicken.

“Y/n, yo if I was your man bro I wouldn’t never disrespect how bad of cook you is” he said while staring at mizu then laughed at how fucked mizu looked.

“You wanna be my man? Well, you must want to take good care of me” I said while lovey dovey staring at him

“I take care of that ass of yours real good” he said while chewing. Mizu started to shake the table and ask to go where to bathroom. I told him that it is upstairs I got up and walked himself to the bathroom.

She stops mid way, it made me confused until she grabbed me and push closed the door in the bathroom.

“What the heck mizu” I was pushed against the wall and was held by my hands from mizu who showing no emotion to the situation of having me like this.

“You want to stay quiet or what, I know you want me all this time you fucking brat” she stare at my face who was resisting her touch.

“I need you so badly please..” you said while bringing your hands to her hands to guide her to you hips, she grabbed a chunk of your ass and lean in to kiss your lips that had lipstick onto them.

“You don’t know how much I have done to get to fuck you like this” she said holding onto me while locking eyes with me I stare back with her with a nervously smile.

She slip her hand in my jeans while standing up with spreading me out with her fingers, I grasp and moans “. fuckkk..mm mizu your fingers” I was literally dripping mess under her. Me and her touched heads while she fingered me at a quick pace while she laughing at me.

I screamed in my hand while she thrust her fingers in out of me out one last time. I wrap my hands around her neck to give her lips a peck, she snickered and kiss me back. We sat in comfortable silence till leaving the bathroom together.

Okay, this was very bad you guys can diss this onee !!

#lesbian #black lesbian #lesbian smut #black reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu smut #mizu x reader #mizu bes #taigen #wlw smut #blue eye samurai #mizu come home the kids miss you #mizu x akemi #mizu x y/n #bes x reader

[mizusstrap]

winner takes all

there’s nothing mizu likes quite as much as a rough fuck after a successful spar — successful being her on top. you scowl at her from below, impatiently bucking your hips.

“alright, you win, now get off me,”

mizu glances at you with that infuriatingly unbothered expression of hers, the ghost of a smirk over her mouth. the only sign of your tussling from moments ago are a few strands of loose hair around her face.

“and if i don’t? you did lose, after all.”

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a/n: spicy mizu x reader fic. reader is gender neutral for the most part, with some gentle hints that they are transmasculine. bit of dom/sub dynamics, topping from the bottom, touch of degradation, healthy dose of mizu getting fucked like she deserves<333

r18+. unbeta’d, please message me if you catch anything or want to talk shop ;)

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there’s nothing mizu likes quite as much as a rough fuck after a successful spar — successful being her on top. you scowl at her from below, impatiently bucking your hips.

“alright, you win, now get off me,”

mizu glances at you with that infuriatingly unbothered expression of hers, the ghost of a smirk over her mouth. the only sign of your tussling from moments ago are a few strands of loose hair around her face.

“and if i don’t? you did lose, after all.”

the jab is loaded with tension. that, along with the glimmer in mizu’s eyes, is enough to signal her intentions.

you squeeze her thighs where they’re still bracketed strongly around your hips. two can play at this game.

“then i guess i’ll have to fuck you right here,” you offer, “until you’re riding down on my fingers and begging me to bend you over something instead.”

mizu inhales sharply but covers it with a laugh. “bold of you to assume the loser would get to do the fucking,”

“really?” you ask, starting to undo the knots on the front of mizu’s pants, “don’t you think it’s fitting that the loser should serve you? that he should bear your weight while you take your pleasure as you please?”

you sneak your hand into mizu’s pants and find that she’s already wet. she gasps quietly at your touch, but still she hesitates. how like her to not want to seem too eager.

“come on now, you know i’m right,” you continue, circling her entrance with two fingers as you squeeze her thigh with your free hand, “it’s a punishment in its own way; with you on top of me i can’t touch myself,”

you lick your lips. the thought of such denial makes your own arousal throb between your legs.

“winner takes all, mizu,” you challenge, “take me. your reward.”

you curve your fingers the instant mizu sinks down onto them with a moan. the way her eyes roll back into her head at that first moment of penetration is your favorite — quickly followed by the way she grabs at your wrist, silently ordering you for more.

she starts to ride your fingers in earnest, building up to a rhythm she likes before rubbing frantically at her clit in time with each motion of her hips.

“fuck,” she moans, tossing her head back, “oh, fuck, there.”

you can feel the spot in question, the walls of her pussy squeezing dangerously tight around your fingers. your own throbs with sympathy, desperate for any kind of relief from the arousal lighting your insides on fire.

mizu clamps one hand over her mouth, groaning into it.

“close already?” you taunt, “that didn’t take much.”

her eyes flash towards you before her hand is suddenly covering your mouth instead of hers. she sneers at you. “shut. up.”

your hips buck up violently.

“there’s a reason you’re underneath me now and you’d best not forget it,” she growls. the animosity of her panting and the rasp in her voice — fuck. you whine against her palm. “that’s right,” she breathes, “whimper for me, you little bitch.”

your fingers twitch inside of her and she moans, falling forward towards your chest. “that’s it,” she pants, “keep fucking me like that and i’ll come all over your hand. you can consider that your reward — getting to watch should be a privilege for you, my little toy.”

you whimper against her palm again. she’s riding your fingers fast and hard, just enough so that each thrust of her hips teases the barest amount of friction over your own arousal — but it’s not nearly enough.

“shit,” mizu gasps, straightening up sharply as the motions of her hand against her clit speed up. you feel her walls tense up around your fingers. “y/n, fuck, i—”

mizu tenses, all her muscles locking up in beautiful harmony before relaxing with a powerful shiver, a deep, broken groan squeezing its way past her gritted teeth. wetness trickles down your wrist as mizu rides out the last bits of her orgasm on you, savoring the aftershocks with gentle rolls of her hips. she swallows, catching her breath, and glances down at you. her hair is messier now, a few more strands having fallen out of place during your romp.

“is it so bad being a loser?” she asks, smirking. she still sounds a little winded.

“i’d lose every day if it meant getting my fingers inside you.”

a shiver goes up her spine, you can feel it where your hand and her body are still intertwined.

“hmm, round two? you might be able to beat me now since i just came,”

“hey—!”

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[very-lonely-ghost]

Start with a Kinfe

Parring : Mizu x Fem! reader - Establish relationship

Warning: SMUT, Kinfe kink, eating out (r! receiving), Tiny cuts, NSFW, Not proof read, Teasing, Praise,

About: Mizu for sure has a knife kink and would definitely fuck you with the hilt of the blades that she has made. Also would hold it to your skin to keep you from moving.

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: Elllo there, I hope this is good. It' my first time writing like this. Please tell me if i could do anything better or if you have any idea. Now Please Enjoy.

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Mizu being a samurai and also sort of a blacksmith has to have a knife kink. Like she just likes to tilt your head with it and also fuck with the hilt of the knife. 

Also if it wasn’t clear she would only use knives that she has made. Eventually she would use her sword but still start with a 100 knives. 

She would use the knife to cut off your under gametes/bandages. She would also keep it to your neck/to your body to make sure you wouldn’t move. It’s not her intention to hurt you. Unless you were truly being a very big brat. Even if you were being a brat and she nicks you she would kiss each and every tiny little cut that she accidentally makes.

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You ground as Mizu kissed and sucked marks on your neck. You tossed your head feeling the sensation of her tracing up your thigh. You feel your bandages get tighter and the skin under them gets hotter. 

“Mizu…” You crumbed out when she kissed the marks you made on your neck. 

“Could we try something different please?” You pleaded, wanting to feel a new and different sensation. 

“What do you have in mind, Princes? '' Mizu breathed on your neck making you shiver. 

“I- Don’t know.” You stifled out as Mizu bit down again on your soft skin. 

“Just please” You whimpered 

“I have an idea, if you don’t like it just tell me” Mizu whispered before retreating and then went searching for something. She looked through the discarded clothing that were around and eventually pulled out something shiny. 

You rubbed your thighs together trying to relieve some of the warmness from your core. You saw Mizu retire with an item in her hand. You looked at it and it seemed to be a knife. Your heart raced a little in excitement at what she was gonna do. 

As she came she parted your leg to lay in between them again. As she did that you turned your head a bit embarrassed from how much control Mizu had over you.  

Mizu used the end of the blade and tilted your head back to her. As she did she was careful not to accidentally hurt or cut you. When you faced her your faces were very close together. Blush took over your face as you looked into Mizu’s bright blue eyes. 

“Look how cute you are, being so blushie just from a simple action.” She teased you. “If you are already this wound up how about we get rid of this? '' She said, dragging the flat side of the knife along your body till she got to the bandages around your chest. 

She looked up at you smirking before she cut them from your body. You moan softly from the release of the strict cloth. She then lowered her head to kiss on your chest and leave love bites all over them. 

You moaned and tossed your head side to till you felt a cold mettle on your neck. You knew it was the knife though it was the dull side of the knife. You kept still from its presents. Though as Mizu released from your chest she looked at you.

“You better be a quiet Princess or else you will be punished.” She said in the sweetest voice. You moan you out a response as she took the blade and went lower on your body. 

“All ready so wet Princess, how cute” She breathed out before cutting off the badges around your sex. The cold air hit your skin as you tried to stifle a moan that came through you. 

Mizu leaned down and gave your pussy a soft lick. You bucked your hips slightly forgettingabout the blade. You accidentally nicked your soft skin. Though it didn’t hurt, it felt like a sitting sensation. 

“Mizuuu~ please” You pleaded desperately for stimulation. 

“Be patient Princes” She smirked as she kissed your thighs, keeping the blade to your stomach above where the first cut was. 

She sat up and looked down at you. Her eyes were dark with desire. You could feel your core get hotter and hotter as she sat above you. 

“Are you ready Princes?” She looked at you as you nodded your head. Though you were expecting what happened next. 

You felt the cool meat of the knife be dragged down our skin till it got to right above your acting clit. Mizu then flipped it around and dragged the wooden shade through your sex covering it in your desire. 

“M-Mizu” You crooked out from the sensation. 

“You’ll be a good girl right and stay still and keep quiet.” She whispered close to your ear in a seductive tone. You nodded your head desperately wanting to be able to cum. 

With that she pushed in the hilt of the blade into you.  

You bit your lip trying to stay quiet and good for her but a few slipped as she started to move it in and out of your pussy.  

She wiggled it around messing with you as she also kissed and bit your breast. The sensation was very good, almost too good as you got closer to your release. 

Mizu started to move the blade quicker as you clenched around the hilt. Mizu whimpered out quietly hoping you would hear as she thought it was her that you clenched around and it was her that made you feel nice. She wished she was a true male so she could fuck you into oblivion for know this will do. 

As you approached your orgasm Mizu pulled the hilt from your pussy. You moaned out at the loss of sensation but it was quickly replaced by her mouth as the blade was on your stomach to keep you still. 

She licked and fucked you with her tongue. It felt so you couldn't help the noise that fell from your lips and how your hips bucked at the feelling of her tongue. 

As she licked and used her giver to stimulate her clit you lost all sense of self contour. 

“Ah Fuck~ MIZU” You moaned out as you cummed on her tongue. She licked up all of it and then released from your cunt and looked at your body. 

She saw how stimulated you were and saw the few cuts that she had left. She then went and kissed them then kissed your lips smiling at you. 

“You were a very good girl for me” She said, making your face turn a deep red color. “Though I hope you didn’t think that's all I would do” She smirked at you as you knew your doom. 

~~~

With all of that being said she would still be soft and gentle with you but fuck she couldn’t help but watch how you squeeze the hilts of the blade so nicely.

When she uses her true sword she would surely the next time she uses it to fight think of you and how cute you looked as she fucked you with what was basically her sole and heart. 

Also if anything bad were to happen she would stop and make sure you’re ok.

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Thank you for reading. Please if you think i can do anything better or have suggestions please tell me. Have a nice day ^-^

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[midnightskye05]

I don’t think we talk about how Mizu tied up Akemi enough

The rope handcuffs?!!??

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[biibini]

Perhaps maybe Mizu as a bottom? Whimpering and begging for more. Reader talking her through it and being loving.

nsfw bottom!mizu x top!reader (request)

tags: dom!reader, bottom mizu, eating out, cunilingus, smut, 18+. begging, whimpering, praise, dirty talk, modern au

a/n: requests & posts r gonna be slowed down for now bc of school hahaha hahaha (i have three 3-hr classes back to back in one day im going to cry),,, anyways i'll shut up ab school and start writing with one hand down my pant-

18+ content below!

u and mizu are making out one night in bed one late night

nothing crazy but its getting really heated

usually, u would let her stay on top and continue to mess u up with her fingers

but tonight would be something different

u move as u continue to make out, placing urself on top this time

"Oh, does my pretty girl want to be in control?" Mizu teased, placing her hands atop your hips. Her eyes traced your body starting from your thighs. You feel her hands softly grab your waist, anticipating your next move.

You nodded in response, getting close to her face. You stare deeply into those ocean blue orbs of hers. God, you could get lost in them anytime.

"Please, let me be on top tonight." You proposed.

Mizu couldn't resist your pretty eyes staring at her, almost begging to try something new. She tilted her head in curiousity.

"Okay, baby." Her hands adjusted to your thighs, giving them a small squeeze. "So what are your plans tonight Y/N?"

"Mmm, nothing in particular." Your face inching closer to her face, your lips almost brushing with hers. "I just want to love my beautiful girlfriend."

You close the gap between you two while your right hand gently palms her boxers. Your fingers drag along the thin gray fabric, only to find a small damp spot by her entrance. Still busy deepening the kiss with your beloved, you circle the edges of the wet spot. A moan slips out of Mizu.

When it comes to Mizu and noises, she typically doesn't speak out too much. You would mainly hear her in praises and words. However, your main goal was to change that tonight.

You continued to bring attention the the spot, circling it deeper. Mizu could feel the pads of your fingers dragging the surroundings of her entrance. It didn't help that the boxer fabric dragged along her clit.

God, that fucking underwear. It was the only thing between her and true pleasure from you. If only you could rip it off right now, she thought.

Instead, she threw her head back as you continued, positioning yourself under her. You hear her take a deep breath.

Looking up, you spot Mizu watching your next actions. Her face was practically red yet her eyes glowed blue in anticipation of your next move.

If it wasn't for your mission, you would have torn the boxers off of her and gone to town. However, you decided otherwise. You wanted to hear those sweet moans of her tonight.

No. 'Wanted' wasn't the right word.

Needed.

You paused right in front of her boxers. You come back up, your face still close to her body. Your hand balances you as the other makes its way up her oversized shirt, finding her breasts and giving the left one a soft squeeze.

"Fuck, Y/N..." she moaned.

Not enough, I know she can say more.

Your index finger barely brushes against her right nipple. A small gasp escapes out of Mizu.

Bingo.

As your hand cups her boob, you feel it grows hard against the fabric only a few seconds after. You chuckle, rubbing her nipple in between your thumb and index finger. Another moan slips out, louder in volume.

You check on her visual reaction, only to find her frustrated. Yet her erratic breathing and flushed face proved otherwise. You come closer to her, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"Does it feel good, my love?" you question. There was endearment behind that question, but Mizu could also hear the light teasing tone.

“God, Y/N, it feels so- ah-" she attempts to answer while your right hand now lightly tugging on her right nipple, still rubbing it between tugs. You feel her right hand pet the back of your head, running through your scalp.

"It feels so good, baby."

Her praises were all you needed to keep going.

You deepen the kiss and pull up her shirt impatiently to get a better view. At this point, fuck the fabric. You needed to hear her moan more. You start your journey back down, peppering her neck with kisses.

"Oh does it now?" You question, your voice vibrating against her neck.

"Fuck...", she quietly whines. "Yes, it does- ah-"

You had made your way down to her boobs, now planting kisses on her soft mounds. You lightly start to suck on the soft sides of her breasts, leaving a subtle mark for her to find later tomorrow morning.

"My love is so good." you tease, kissing it once again as your fingers pull on her right nipple again.

No coherent words came out of Mizu. Instead, only moans spilled out of your girlfriend. In response to the pleasure, you feel Mizu's hand against your scalp start to fist up, grabbing a chunk of your hair.

You groan from the light tug. Fuck, this was really hot. Mizu, the typical top, was a fumbling wet mess under your touch.

On the other hand, Mizu's mind was on its way to being fried from pleasure. Her pretty girl was treating her so well, pushing every button.

Well, almost every button. Except the ones covered by her boxers.

You dragged yourself down in between her legs again. The small damp spot from before had grown in size from earlier. A small grin formed as you ran your finger down the middle of the spot. Passing her clit, you feel her twitch under you. You heard a groan in response to the touch.

"Aw Mizu," you say teasingly as your hands gently held her thighs apart, allowing you more room to get closer. "Did you need some attention here?", you say as you ran the same finger down the same spot.

Another moan escapes.

You continued to palm her throbbing clit through the fabric. If the roles were reversed, you would have been begging Mizu for her fingers, the strap, or just anything in you. Circumstances have changed tonight so you wondered how Mizu would react to similar scenarios.

"Shit...", she cursed. "Baby."

Mizu pulled herself up by her elbows, looking down to see the view of u in between her legs. You continue to palm the spot with a bit more pressure. You could tell the fabric being the only barrier between ur fingers and her wet folds was pissing Mizu off.

"Fuck hell, Y/N..." she says.

You hum in response, planting a kiss on her spot. Mizu takes a deep breath in, her mind trying to clear up. Instead, it's filled with lust, almost impatient for your touch.

"Please, baby." she answers.

"Please, what?" You palmed her boxers to find her clit, practically sticking out and throbbing against the thin gray fabric. You circled around it, watching and hearing every moan come out of Mizu.

You watch her throw her head back, biting her lip. Her eyes were already half-lidded, drunk with receiving pleasure from her pretty girl.

"Please eat me out, pretty girl."

You kiss her inner thigh, smiling in delight. You pulled down her boxers to find her wet mess puffy and needy, wanting and waiting to be touched by you.

She takes a peek at your reaction, hoping to watch the scene. She could finally unravel her and feel the pleasure that you had been teasing her with.

Face to face with her entrance, you could feel the heat off of it radiate. You give it a slow lick, finally tasting your mission's reward. Mizu groans, now louder for you to hear.

You feel more liquid gush out, lubricating your tongue with her honey.

"Mmm, s'good for me.", you compliment as your tongue enters slowly. You feel her walls tighten with the sudden entrance.

"Oh god, fuck." Mizu curses, her eyes closed shut. Her mind fully lets herself go, vulnerable under ur touch and waiting for your work to pleasure her even more. You continue to enter your tongue inside her, hoping to hear the volume of her moans increase.

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[doumadono]

THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME REQUEST can you do mizu x reader smut but where she calls reader a brat somewhere in the mix that scene jst had me head over heels 😭🙏

Warnings: smut - fingering, 69, rough oral, overstimulation, fem!Reader

Synopsis: you and Mizu enjoy some steamy moments together, having grown deeply fond of each other

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Mizu's days were consumed by the relentless pursuit of her quest for vengeance, her every waking moment dedicated to honing her skills as a swordmaster. The path she tread was a solitary one, until a chance encounter changed the course of her journey.

It was on a misty morning in a secluded training ground nestled among ancient cherry blossoms that Mizu first crossed blades with you, a skilled swordswoman with a spirit as fierce as her own.

Your meeting was a clash of steel and determination, the air buzzing with the intensity of their training.

Mizu, her blue eyes gleaming with a mixture of determination and surprise, locked eyes with you after a particularly fierce exchange. "You fight well," Mizu acknowledged, a rare compliment from the stoic warrior.

You, your gaze unwavering, replied with a smirk, "Not bad yourself. But I've seen the fire in your eyes. There's more to your story than the strikes of a sword. Care to share?"

Mizu hesitated, her guard momentarily dropping. The pain of her past flickered in her eyes before she composed herself. "I seek revenge for a great injustice. That's it, nothing more, nothing less. My blade is my only companion on this path."

You nodded understandingly. "Well, it doesn't hurt to have a sparring partner on such a lonely journey. How about we help each other? I can see the weight you carry, and I've got my own demons to face."

From that day forward, your and Mizu's training sessions became a harmonious dance of steel and camaraderie. In the quiet moments between strikes, you shared stories of your pasts, creating a bond that transcended the limits of your swords.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the cherry blossoms, Mizu spoke thoughtfully, "I never thought I'd find a companion on this path. You've made the journey less lonely, Y/N."

You smiled, twirling your sword skillfully, hiding it in a scabbard. "Likewise, Mizu. We're stronger together. And vengeance is a heavy burden; it's easier to carry when you're not alone."

As the weeks passed, Mizu and you journeyed together through diverse landscapes, your paths entwined in a tapestry of shared experiences. What started as a companionship forged in the crucible of training gradually evolved into a deep and genuine fondness for each other.

The road you traveled was not just a physical journey but a shared odyssey of emotions and revelations. In the quiet moments beneath starlit skies and during the challenges you faced side by side, a connection grew, fortified by the understanding that only time and shared trials could foster.

Mizu, with her unwavering spirit, became not just a fellow warrior but a cherished presence in your own journey.

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting a soft glow over Mizu and you as you sat by a crackling campfire. The dancing flames mirrored the flickering emotions in Mizu's blue eyes as she turned to her companion. "Y/N," Mizu began, her voice steady but with a hint of vulnerability, "we've shared so much, but I've never asked about the demons that haunt you. What burdens do you carry?"

The air grew heavy with the unspoken weight of the past as Mizu waited for you to open up.

The flames flickered, casting shadows on your face as memories resurfaced. "I come from a village that was razed to the ground by marauders. I lost my family, my home. The flames took everything. That's why I picked up the sword, Mizu. I wanted to be strong, to never feel that powerless again."

Mizu listened intently, sensing the weight of your words. She understood well. As you spoke, memories of the burning hut flashed before Mizu's eyes, and an involuntary shiver ran down her spine.

Despite your efforts to maintain composure, a tear traced a silent path down your cheek, glistening in the firelight.

Mizu reached out, gently wiping away the tear with her thumb. "You've carried this burden alone for too long," she whispered. "You're not alone anymore."

Trembling, you nodded, a mixture of gratitude and relief in your eyes.

Mizu pulled you into a comforting embrace, and for a moment, the crackling of the fire was the only sound in the still night as you shared the weight of your sorrows.

You shivered at Mizu's touch. You wanted to lean in and feel Mizu's arms around you oh so badly.

Mizu shook her head. "It's the past, Y/N. And from now on, I'll be protecting you. I'll be by your side."

"You… you'd actually want to be seen with me?" you uttered in astonishment, your gaze fixed on Mizu. "But why? I'm not exactly a sight to behold, and you're so stunning… People might ridicule you for choosing to be with someone like me…"

Mizu chuckled softly, a gentle sound that resonated with warmth. She looked you in the eyes, her ice blue ones stern. "You know," she began, her eyes softening, "I don't see myself as a pretty woman. Beauty is subjective, and in my eyes, you shine in a way that captivates me. Your uniqueness, the way you carry yourself — it's incredibly appealing to me. I see you as someone with a beauty that goes far beyond what meets the eye."

The heat built between your legs. Your nipples strained against the fabric, yearning for connection, as the allure of those soft, ripe lips of hers enticed you. The closeness felt magnetic, and the desire to kiss overwhelmed you. Yet, instead, a deep blush crept across your cheeks, and you looked away, your emotions entangled in a web of confusion.

Mizu gently tilted your face up, leaning in as her lips brushed softly over yours, capturing the taste of salt from recent tears. A soft moan escaped your lips as Mizu drew you closer, fulfilling a secret daydream of yours.

Uncharacteristically eager, Mizu allowed her desires to guide her actions. Her hands explored beneath your attire, caressing your breasts, as the anticipation of pleasure hung thick in the air. With deliberate intent, she undid the ribbon at the back of your garment, letting it slip off your shoulders. Her hungry gaze lingered on your firm, ripe breasts, and Mizu, unable to resist the temptation, lowered her head to eagerly suckle on a taut nipple.

You let out a quiet moan and arched your back and moaned, tangling your fingers in the black tresses that now cascaded over you.

Mizu worshipped your breasts, taking turns licking, sucking and nibbling the nipples in turn, humming quietly as she did.

You pulled back, eyes glowing with passion. "Please, let me taste you, Mizu…"

Mizu grinned playfully and gracefully rose to her feet, treating her new lover to a tantalizing strip tease.

In absolute awe, you observed every move, your body pulsating with desire as she shed her clothes.

Mizu reclined on the futon beside the fireplace, her legs invitingly parted.

Feeling a mix of anticipation and hesitation, you undressed, eventually finding yourself kneeling between Mizu's open legs.

A moan escaped Mizu as she took in the full, lush view of your body. "Oh, Y/N, you are so beautiful," she whispered, the words hanging in the air, deepening the intimacy of the moment.

You spoke not a word. Your touch was the language, as you tenderly caressed Mizu's wetness, delicately parting the folds like the petals of a dew-kissed flower. Your mouth descended upon Mizu's throbbing clit, moving languidly, intoxicated by the explosion of her taste on your eager, flexed tongue.

Mizu responded with fervent writhing and moans, her body arching to bring her wetness even closer to your exploring mouth. With a graceful shift, she positioned herself to reciprocate, her command cutting through the stillness. "Sit on my face," Mizu directed, the bold request hanging in the air, a testament to the unspoken connection that unfolded between you.

Your attention remained solely on savoring her cunt, rendering you momentarily unresponsive to her command. You lapped at her wetness with your tongue, a low moan escaping as her juices cascaded over your taste buds. Sucking on your fingers to heighten the intensity, you skillfully slipped them into her, moving with a swift rhythm that reflected the urgency of your desire.

Her inner walls responded with spasmodic contractions, eagerly clenching around your digits. Mizu huffed with a tinge of frustration and seized a handful of your hair, giving it a gentle tug. "Come on, Y/N, don't be a brat. I asked for something, and I expect you to comply."

Responding with a small kiss to her entrance, you gazed up at her, your lips wet with her jucies, nodding in acknowledgment. Gradually, you positioned yourself, placing both knees on either side of her head, and descended onto her face. Leaning forward, you resumed your passionate exploration of her slick folds with your tongue.

Mizu let out a sultry moan as she felt your lips enveloping her clit yet again, your gentle suction drawing it into the warmth of your mouth. Her gaze wandered to your pussy right in front of her eyes, captivated by the sight of your pouty lips and the glistening juices there. With a bold move, she slid a skilled finger inside you, caressing tenderly, teasingly. Her expert tongue flickered around your clit, leaving you breathless and panting.

In response, you cried out her name, initiating a dance of desire as you pressed two fingers inside Mizu's pussy. Your skilled suction on her clit mirrored the tormenting rhythm of your fingers and occassional rubbing of your thumb against her already swollen clit.

Mizu's tongue glided slowly over your clit, dipping into your slit with a probing and searching motion; its tip constantly hitting your little bundle of nerves.

You moaned in response, enticing her with the movement of your hips, shaking your ass to amplify the friction and intensify the pleasure. "More, Mizu, holy shit!"

You luxuriated in that position for what felt like endless, blissful minutes, indulging in the intimate exchange as you both savored the taste of each other's pussies.

Mizu propped herself up on one elbow, her other hand gently parting the lips of your pussy. With tenderness, she licked you, the tip of her tongue tracing either side of your clit, humming appreciatively at the delightful taste.

Your hands reached up around her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as you wholeheartedly massaged her cunt with your mouth. In the height of pleasure, your actions were instinctual, allowing the waves of ecstasy to roll through you, leaing you moaning like a whore. Your tongue and jaws moved in perfect reaction, each dart of her tongue into you provoking a corresponding spasm of pleasure in your own mouth.

Together, you both writhed in ecstasy, voices merging in a passionate chorus of moans that echoed the intensity of your shared passion.

Releasing your hold on Mizu's ass, you wrapped your arms around her waist, drawing her core closer to your face. Playfully pushing her to the side, both of you shared a moment of giggles, eventually settling on your sides, maintaining the 69 position.

The sensations were nothing short of incredible. Mizu squirmed with delight, her tongue delving deep to partake in your drenched cunny, creating ripples of passion that surged throughout your body.

Unable to contain yourself, you cried out, "M-Mizu!!!" as her quick, skillful licks over your swollen clit sent waves of ecstasy coursing through your entire being, leaving your legs shaking. "I-I, God! T-Too much!!! Oh God, I can't!!!" you whined again, arching your back, trying to grind your pussy against her face for more friction.

She gently spanked your ass a few times. "Shush, you little, horny brat," the black-haired woman grunted lowly. "Let me have my fun with you."

You extended your arm between her legs, skillfully opening her wide, allowing one leg to hover tantalizingly over you. With your other hand deftly maneuvering between the two of you, you spread her pussy open even more.

Her head shifted against your inner thigh, repurposed as a comfortable pillow in the midst of this intimate exchange.

Your face was fully immersed in the warmth of her pussy, while she reciprocated with her face pressed into yours. In a passionate exchange, you both moved and thrust against each other, building up a frenzied rhythm that heightened the intensity of the moment.

Mizu's primal grunts mixed with your fervent whimpers, the symphony of your pleasure rising in frequency and pitch. In the midst of waves and layers of ecstasy, you both reached the climax together, as one. The culmination was so profound, so all-encompassing, as you came intensely, repeatedly, in a cascade of bliss. A deluge of intoxicating girl-cum cascaded over your mouths and faces, seamlessly blending with the ongoing grinding and spasms.

"Oh, you dirty, little brat, you're gonna be a death of me one day," Mizu playfully nibbled on your clit, making you whine pathetically.

Gradually, the sweet and gentle descent from the peak began. Your passion waned, bodies winding down, experiencing little aftershocks of orgasm like sparks in your muscles. Rolling backward, you and Mizu separated, lying prone on your backs, side by side, heads to toes, in a shared moment of tranquil aftermath, breathig heavily.

Soon Mizu, holding you with a newfound protectiveness, traced gentle strokes through your Y/H/C hair and whispered softly, "Did I make you feel good?"

Nestled against Mizu like a contented kitten, you looked up with a happy smile. "Yes… It was perfect."

A tender kiss on your temple followed as Mizu yawned heavily. "I think I fell in love with you… We've shared so much, and being close to you felt so good, so right, as if something just clicked together."

"Indeed," you whispered in agreement, resting your head on Mizu's breasts, eyes slipping closed. The surreal feeling of it all being real overwhelmed you. Sleep embraced you, and this time, there were no dreams; there was no need, as everything you had recently dreamt about was already cradled in your arms.

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[lessbienlesbian]

mizu x fem!reader nsfw a-z relationship headcanons

i’m sorry this took so long for me to write, but i hope y’all enjoy!

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

after both you and mizu have reached your peak, she is honestly quite clingy, although she would never admit this to anyone else. she would hold you protectively and press gentle kisses to your forehead and hairline, all while whispering about how well you did and asking if she can get you anything.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

mizu loves her hands. she loves what they look like, how they feel, and most importantly what she can do with them. she is proud of the calluses that cover them and she is proud of the skill and nimbleness with which she can use her sword and make you come undone. her favorite part of your body is your eyes, more specifically the fact that she can look into them and see so clearly that your intentions and love for her are genuine.

c = cum (anything to do with cum)

mizu loves to eat you out. she genuinely thinks that you taste so good, and will bury her face in your pussy until your juices are dripping down her chin as she looks up at you with that stupid adorable cocky smirk. sometimes she will even hold a glistening finger up to the light for you to see.

“look at this baby, is this all for me?”

“god, you smell so good. stay still sweetheart, let me taste you.”

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory)

honestly, mizu’s dirty secret is just how horny and absolutely whipped she is for you. she’s got it so bad and she would do absolutely anything for you. i know that’s not really dirty per say, but she’s pretty open about most other things.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

mizu is not very experienced at all. her only partner before you was mikio, and the sex she had with him was pleasing to her but not particularly outstanding. it also didn’t involve much action or movement on her part, so she would have a lot to learn when first being intimate with you. however, mizu is a very quick and eager learner. it is almost frustrating how naturally good she is at knowing how to touch you in just the right way.

f = favorite position 

mizu is a fan of any position where she gets to be as close to you as possible. she really values the closeness and physical intimacy that goes along with having sex. bonus points if she can easily hide her face because she gets hella shy. 

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

mizu can actually be pretty lighthearted in the moment. i wouldn’t go as far as calling her humorous, but the playful and teasing side to her personality is definitely present. she also enjoys a playful “fight” for dominance at times, she just can’t help it with her competitive nature. 

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

mizu has very dark brown pubic hair that matches the hair on her head. she has a full bush and doesn’t do anything along the lines of hair removal.

i = intimacy (how romantic are they in the moment)

oh dear god mizu is so romantic. she’ll hold your hand while you fuck her, make eye contact for as long as she can, and whisper sweet nothings and intimate confessions into your ear. like by day mizu is slicing people up on the hunt to kill her potential father, and by night she’s blushing and trying to hide her face while you gently kiss her cute little pink nose. like damn, get you a girl that can do both.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

it is my personal opinion that mizu does not masturbate outside of a brief period of self discovery as an adolescent and then maybe after getting together with you if the two of you are separated for a lengthy period for whatever reason.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

i am a firm believer that mizu is very into praise, both when it comes to you and her. she LOVES to be told that she’s doing a good job and that she’s pretty because let’s face it, this girl does not hear that kinda shit very often (or at all). god she’s just so cute, shyly hiding her face in your shoulder so you can’t see how much she is blushing, biting her lip to silence the small whimpers she’s letting out, tentatively reaching over to interlace her fingers with yours. and those shy little “shut ups” mumbled in your ear are just the icing on the cake.

l = location (favorite places to do the deed)

mizu doesn’t really have a preferred location. as long as the two of you are safe and not in the view of other people, she’s good to go. 

m = motivation (what turns them on)

she gets very turned on when/if the two of you spar together. the combination of competition, physical closeness, and playfulness just does it for her.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

i’ll just list some off. blood, bondage (her receiving), intense degradation, exhibitionism, cnc, threesomes, intense humiliation, and breeding kink (i’ll explain this one at the end of this section). basically, she is pretty opposed to anything that makes her feel unsafe or like she doesn’t have control over what’s happening to her. that is not to say that she would be unwilling to submit if she really trusted you, she just greatly fears being taken advantage of. okay now to explain the breeding kink. i know this may be an unpopular opinion and while i do think our girl has MAD strap game, i do not think she would be into the idea of breeding. at her core, mizu feels resentment towards those who conceived her because of her hatred for and the stigma towards being mixed race. it is because of this that i believe that anything suggesting the idea of creating more people like her (even if it couldn’t actually happen) would be a major mood killer.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

mizu can be a bit sloppy when she eats you out, but she definitely prefers to give. her lack of experience combined with her tendency to just get fully pussy drunk leads to her eagerly lapping up your cum for as long as you’ll let her.

“mizu please” you groan with your hands tangled in her hair. “my clit, i need you on my clit”

p = pace

the pace at which you have sex with mizu really depends on how much time you have on your hands. she prefers to take her time with you, spending as long as possible worshipping every inch of your body. if mizu is feeling frustrated or stressed, her pace becomes more frantic and desperate as she seeks her and your release.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

if necessary, mizu will have a quickie with you, but she much prefers proper sex. realistically though, quickies are often all that there is time/proper security for, so she makes the best of the circumstances.

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

honestly, after everything that she has been through, mizu is not a risk taker when it comes to her sex life. she would be pretty vanilla when it comes to physical safety.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last?)

when mizu is on top she can go for a very long time. she takes pride in how good she can make you feel; teasing you, edging you, and making you cum over and over until you’re a quivering mess beneath her. however, she is a different story entirely. despite her incredible physical strength and stamina, mizu is so incredibly sensitive and it does not take very much stimulation or very long for her to cum.

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

mizu does not own any toys when you first meet her, as pleasure was not necessarily a priority. however, if you suggest it to her, she would DEFINITELY be open to using a harigata (dildo/strap on) and maybe even a tagaigata (double sided dildo). wearing a strap would boost her confidence an insane amount, and she’d take great pride in how well she can fuck you.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

mizu loves to tease you but is not a fan of being teased. she relishes in the way that you squirm beneath her and beg for more as that cocky little grin spreads over her smug face. but when it comes to her pleasure, as much as she is embarrassed to admit it, mizu is quite desperate and impatient.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

as evidenced by that one scene with mikio, mizu is actually pretty loud. her voice is high, feminine, and desperate. when she is trying her best to be quiet, she will express her pleasure through whimpers, gasps, and soft whispers. when volume is not a concern, the room will be flooded with loud moans and cries.

w = wild card (a random headcanon)

i think that mizu has incredibly sensitive nipples and if she let you touch them for long enough, she could cum from nipple stimulation alone. the first time this happens she is absolutely mortified, but you reassure her that it is perfectly alright.

“w-wait, y/n!” mizu whimpers, her back arching in desperation. her slender body writhes under your unrelenting touch, small gasps leaving her lips as you tug on her aching nipples.

x = x-ray

mizu is slender, toned, and lean. she is incredibly muscular and slim because of the intensity with which she trains and she is about 5’6 or 5’7. she has firm a-cup breasts with average sized pink nipples, but they are typically hidden under the fabric she uses to bind her chest. her pussy is an innie, and unless her legs are fully spread, you can only see her outer lips. when she opens herself up to you, her small clit is hidden beneath its dusky pink hood. her glistening hole is tight and small, and much to her chagrin, clenches and flutters desperately at even the slightest bit of stimulation. the poor girl is just so sensitive and needy.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

as much as she hates to admit it, mizu has a very high sex drive. she gets turned on super easily, especially when it comes to anything involving you. you could literally brush your fingertips against her hip and she would become a flustered mess.

z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

mizu can fall asleep pretty quickly, but she prefers to stay awake until you are asleep. if you catch onto this habit and decide to question her about it, she will deny it. watching over you to make sure that your sleep is restful and you are under her protection for as long as possible doesn’t exactly fit her image in the beginning. then, by the time you’ve gotten to see her softer side, she will deny it more for your sake. she doesn’t want you to know how much she worries about you for fear of teasing, being a smothering presence, and being admonished for sacrificing her own basic needs to make sure that yours are met. as much as mizu fronts as a combative, snarky, and abrasive person, she is also deathly afraid of conflict and abandonment with/from those she truly loves and cares about. that is to say, she wouldn’t want to get into an argument with you about how she needs to take care of herself better. she prefers to close her eyes and just listen to your breathing as it slowly evens out, leaving you unaware of her ploy. unbeknownst to her, you are aware of this “secret” scheme, and you let her get away with it. after all, it’s just another way that she tells you that she loves you, without expecting anything in return.

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[sophswritingthings]

I have more incorrect quotes on apothecary Reader and Mizu bc they're funny asf

Reader: That was so hot, Mizu.

Mizu: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Reader: I'm so in love with you.

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Reader: I think I'm falling for you.

Mizu: Then get up.

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Mizu: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Reader: That's great, Mizu. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

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Reader: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Mizu: Wow. They sound stupid.

Reader: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

Mizu: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Reader: I guess you’re right. Hey Mizu, I love you.

Mizu: See! Just say that!

Reader: Holy fucking shit.

Mizu: If that flies over their head then, sorry Reader, but they're too dumb for you.

Reader: Mizu.

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Mizu: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Reader: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Mizu: That one. I want that one.

pairing: mizu x fem!apothecary!reader

warning(s): swearing

a/n: PLEASE 😭 they’re funny as all hell. mizu wants the wet pathetic traumatized girl. I was about to write smut when I realized I had this ask

word count: 490 words / 2,717 characters

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“degenerate dog. flirting with married women,” she hissed to herself.

you, on the other hand, we’re only staring at your wife with hearts in your eyes.

“that was so hot, mizu,” you cling to her arm with a smile.

she glances at you, raising an eyebrow at your words.

“I just called the man who flirted with you a degenerate dog and told him I hope he gets dragged into the depths of hell,” repeating her own words only furthered her confusion.

“god, I’m so in love with you.”

-

you were gazing up at her from your pile on the floor, your face flushed with a bright red color.

“I think I’m falling for you,” you whispered, your voice gentle and tender.

she offered a hand out to you, her eyes narrowed.

“than get up.”

-

mizu was gazing at you, her thumb rubbing over your knuckles—strands of hair falling upon her face. her blue eyes traced the features of your face over and over, as if trying to capture it in her memory permanently.

“I haven’t been sure how to tell you this,” she murmured. “but I think I’m in love with you.”

you raise an eyebrow.

“.. that’s great, mizu,” you hiss, narrowing yourself eyes. “especially considering we’ve been married for six fucking years?”

-

you groaned, your arms folded across your chest.

“I’ve been dropping hints to them for the last year,” you sigh. “like, the most insanely obvious hints. and nothing! nothing!”

mizu folded her legs, taking a sip of her tea. 

“they sound stupid, (y/n),” she replies bluntly. “you sure you should be even worrying about them?”

“but they’re not stupid! that’s the problem,” you haul yourself to your feet, pacing a little. “they’re very smart. just very… dense.”

she looks at you, puzzled. “maybe just be more obvious,” she suggests. “I don’t know. just tell them “hey, I love you” and see where that goes.”

you take in a sharp inhale of breath, stopping your pacing right in front of her.

“I suppose you’re right.” you place your arms on either side of her shoulders, “I love you.”

“see? just like that,” she replies, still sipping her tea.

you raise a hand to your forehead, stepping away from her, “holy fucking hell.”

“if that flies over their head then I’m sorry, (y/n), I think they’re a bit too stupid for you—“

you narrow your eyes down at her, “mizu.”

-

she was standing outside the swords-smith with eiji at her side, unintentionally, subconsciously, watching you from far away.

“I need my future partner to be brave—strong—intelligent. successful, and organized,” she murmured. “like your wife once was.”

just then she watched as you dropped to your knees, holding what looked to be a dead caterpillar in your hands—tears running down your cheeks and apologizing over and over again.

she sighed, adverting her blue gaze while blushing, “is it bad I want that one?”

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a/n: babe when you have more can I have them. please.

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[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

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MASTERLIST

🥵 - Smut

🍦 - Fluff

🎭 - Angst

🏳️‍🌈 - Gender Neutral

🥀 - Female

🌙 - Male

🚫 - Mature Content

🪐 - Personal Favorite

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Baldurs Gate III

Series:

COLLISION - Astarion X Y/N - isekai series

🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5 NSFW 18+

chapter 6 NSFW 18+

chapter 7 NSFW 18+

Aeterna Amantes - Astarion x Y/N - series

🏳️‍🌈🥵🍦🎭🚫🪐

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4 NSFW 18+

chapter 5

Drabbles/Oneshots:

Do You Love Me? - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Stardust - Astarion x Y/N - isekai 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

700 Years - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Part 2

Good Boys - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Sleep Well Pet - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈

Show Me What You Like NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀

Fae Folly NSFW 18+ - Astarion x Y/N 🥵🍦🥀

Every Lifetime - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈

Part 2

Never Afraid Again - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🏳️‍🌈🪐

All The Things Love Could Be - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Midnight Zone - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Undead Heart - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Past, Present, Future - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Eternal - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Little Mouse - NSFW 18+ - Haarlep x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫

Endlessly - NSFW 18+ - Astarion x plus size! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🪐

Part 2

Satisfaction - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Magnificent - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Comfortable - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🚫

Unfinished - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Help - Astarion x Y/N 🚫🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Lucky For You I'm A Vampire - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🏳️‍🌈

Penance - Astarion x Y/N x Abdirak NSFW 18+ 🍦🚫🥵🪐🥀🎭

Looks - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

I See You - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Spawn - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Hurt - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Rage - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭

Scared - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

Nightmare - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Shrink - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Used - Astarion x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Humanity - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

May I? - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Bind - Astarion x Nonbinary! Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

As You Wish - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Irrevocably Yours - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🪐

Monster - Astarion x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🏳️‍🌈🥵🎭

Hypersexual - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🎭

Kind - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Scars - Astarion x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈🪐

Sunwalker - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🚫🍦

Devotion - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

Can’t - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

Hurtful Word - Astarion x Y/N 🏳️‍🌈🎭🍦

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DPR IAN / Christian Yu / Mito

Drabbles/Oneshots

Mito - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Rest - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Father - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

Show Me Love - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈

Drunk In Love - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️‍🌈

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Mizu / Blue Eye Samurai

Drabbles/Oneshots

Savior - Mizu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️‍🌈🚫

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[professionaldrider]

TAKING NOTES: ROB LUCCI X READER SMUT

REQUESTS OPEN ON MY AO3 : Dear_Oh_Dear

“Y/N!!!” Someone yelled out, startling a young woman who was sleeping right on her desk. Was she supposed to be writing a paper? Yes. Was she doing that? No- but Y/n couldn't help it! It was just so boring. Though, it was the only job that would accept her due to, well, utterly embarrassing herself and messing up every single job that she ever had. There wasn't a place in Water 7 that she didn't work at that she didn't already get fired from in less than a day. So this job- working as a journalist was her last shot, and sleeping on the job wasn't really helping her.

Y/n got up hurriedly to where the voice called out from- Her boss's office. Y/n hesitantly opened the door to see a stern face.

“Y/n. I have a job for you, and you better do it or you're fired.” He spoke, and he sure was quick to the point. Y/n nodded hastily, a look of nervousness painted bee face.

“Yes boss!”

“Your job is to interview Rob Lucci, I'm sure you've heard of him- he's quite popular among you girls. Anyways, he already agreed to answer any question you ask, and I've prepared some for you, most of these were sent in through the mail by some fans, so you better get them answered.” He demands, “But some more info that you'll be needing to do…” he trails off as Y/n mind wanders elsewhere.

Ah yes, y/n, a young and aspiring journalist, was sent by the Mizu Mizu Newspaper Company to spend a day at the Galley-La shipwright company to interview some of the shipwrights about their job and other burning questions sent in by many fangirls and boys.

“And your tour guide is none other than..”

“Rob Lucci?!” Y/n blurts out as her boss just explained her job to her. Most of her questions were for him anyways so wouldn't it make sense for him to be her tour guide, right? Well, it wouldn't be as bad if she didn't have to ask questions like “Are you single”, “Are you a virgin?” Which were the most popular questions sent in by the people of water 7, had they no shame?! Now Y/n had to go on her way to invade the privacy of Rob Lucci, who could easily get her fired for asking such weird questions!

But

Y/n had to do it, or she's living on the streets!

“Fine…” Y/n said in defeat, and her boss handed her a notepad with pre written questions on them like a fill in the blank Q&A sheet, and the questions were a lot worse than she could imagine.

Her boss smiles at her as she accepted the job, “Well? Go on now! They're expecting you in about…” her boss looks to the clock “Ten minutes at Dock 1!”

.

.

.

“TEN MINUTES?!” Y/n yelled, turning on her heel and sprinting out of her boss's office in a hurry- it was a 20 minute walk if she wanted to be there in time!!

Everyone in the office had their heads turned at the sight of little ol’ Y/n running at such a pace. Murmurs filled the room until their boss yelled, “GET BACK TO WORK!”

Y/n didn't have any time to lose! Her high heels were clicking like a ticking time bomb that goes faster and faster per second as she ran, pushing past people with a pen and notepad in hand. She raced up the paths as fast as her legs would take her and in 8 minutes, she made it to Dock 1.

Y/n found herself in the bustling workplace, surrounded by the sights and smells of sawdust, wood glue, and freshly sawn timber. until a voice called out, “HEY! What the hell are you doing here?!” A blonde man with slicked back hair yells, pointing in the direction of Y/N and then he stopped to get a good look at her- “A tight pair of shorts, a crop top.. A LOW CUT SHIRT?!” the blonde yells, “YOU TEMPTRESS! GET OUT OF HERE!” He continues, until a familiar blue haired man walks out with an attractive black haired male. It was Mayor Iceburg and… And Rob Lucci!

Sweat trickled down the shipwrights' noses, as they labored under the glaring sun, their brows and clothing damp with perspiration. Their limbs were sturdy and their hands deft, as they hammered, sawed, and nailed the ship's timbers together. Their faces were lined with determination as they worked in unison to complete parts of different ships in a timely manner. The only sound that broke the silence was the sound of their tools striking the ship's lumber.

Y/n stays silent in surprise, unsure of what to do until-

“You must be Y/n!” A high pitched voice says, making Y/n look around in confusion at where the voice came from.

“You know her, Lucci?” The blonde asks, a cigar clenched in between his teeth.

“Lucci?” Y/n thinks to herself, “there's no way that that high pitched voice came from him!!”

Y/n looked to Lucci and the voice spoke again, “She's the journalist who was sent to interview me” but wait..Lucci’s mouth didn't move… was it the..

“THE BIRD TALKS?!” Y/n exclaims in surprise

“My name is Hattori! And yes I talk!” It spoke again.

“God that's actually scary” Y/n said to herself

Iceburg stays silent then turns around and walks back into the building awkwardly, mumbling to himself on the way.

“Alright, I'll give you a tour while we speak” Hattori continued as Lucci motioned Y/n to come forth.

Lucci led the way, as Y/n followed like a duckling. Lucci pointed at different places while Hattori spoke about what the place was and what the shipwrights did there.

As they walked, they eventually made it to an area where no one else was around and Hattori spoke up, breaking the silence, “Are you going to ask any questions? I don't think it's your job to stay silent while you get free tours..don't take this into any offense though” Lucci cocked a brow as if he was the on speaking and Y/n just looked down and sighed and finally mustered up the courage to open her notepad and speak up.

“are..are you single..?” She hesitated to speak, but she had to ask these stupid, stupid questions!

Lucci stopped walking and snapped his head to her.

“What?” Hattori said, flapping his wings like arms. Both Lucci and Hattori we're caught off guard.

Then, it went silent.

After about 30 seconds Lucci then finally spoke,“I am. Are these questions written down or..” Lucci bends down to meet Y/n face as he smirks, “or do you have an interest in me?” He said in his oh so handsome voice, it was enough to make any girl swoon from a single word of his alone. Though, Y/n did pick up a hint of cockiness in his tone.. Did he like this?

“they're written down but…What If I did have an interest in you?” Y/n replied in a flirty tone, which was so unlike her, but it just slipped out!

“Now, why would a newspaper have such personal questions to ask? Are you sure these aren't written directly from your desires, Y/n?” Lucci continues, standing up right again. He was tall. Much taller than the average person, standing at around 7 feet.

His voice was low and attractive and the way he purred your name made your blush instantly, he was like a tiger with a roar that rumbles far and wide, making stomachs drop, but it made your stomach feel..different.. As if butterflies were in them.

Lucci looked around to make sure no one was near, then he looks down to Y/n and presses his lips against hers, catching the poor woman off guard. As he pulled away, a trail of saliva connected their lips while Y/n's heart started to beat into her throat.

“Got any more questions?” Lucci asks, causing Y/n to fumble with her note pad to get a better look at it…

Oh

‘Are you a virgin?’

Y/n stayed silent for a few seconds, trying to ease her anxiety, “Are you…a virgin?” she whispers the last part in embarrassment and Lucci cocks a brow. He moved his hand to lightly cusp Y/n’s chin with his index finger, his pointer, and his thumb. He leaned in close and whispered, “Maybe not, but if you are, I can change that..”

Oh my god..

Y/n's face turned redder than a strawberry and couldn't even speak.

“Well, Y/n?” Lucci smirks and cups her face, “If you let me, I will. We're all alone..” He added on and Y/n nodded profusely.

The enthusiasm really turned Lucci on.

Lucci hurriedly picked her up with her crotch pressed against his. Y/n could feel his dick hardening at the contact, so she wrapped her legs around him to press against him more. Lucci let out a small groan and slammed her against the nearest wall. It was broad daylight, so anyone could walk on the two of them participating in such shenanigans.

At this point, they both were breathing shallow and faster than they were before. Y/n was a hot mess, clinging onto Lucci like an animal, and while it turned Lucci on more- they both needed to hurry up and fast.

Lucci slammed his lips onto Y/n, making out with her messily, his hands roaming her body. His dick was bulging from his pants and it was very apparent.

“Let me down.” Y/n moaned out from in between kisses and Lucci did as she said. As Y/n got down from being pinned to the wall, she instantly fell to her knees and looked up to Lucci.

“May I…?” Y/n begs, looking up to Lucci with puppy dog eyes. Lucci nods with a slight smirk, “You may”

Y/n slid down Lucci's pants to reveal black boxers with “GALLEY LA” printed all over it. Y/n let's out a small giggle as she also slides the boxers down- revealing Lucci's 8 inch cock, which slightly curved up with a brownish base. He had pubes, but they were closely shaved like his goatee. The size intimidated Y/n but she wrapped her lips around the tip and started taking small bits of his dick inside her warm mouth while her wet tongue cushioned his large and thin cock. Lucci placed his hand on Y/n's head grabbing a handful of hair to slightly tug on as she went down on him.

Y/n began to start bobbing her head a little faster on his dick as seconds passed. She could only take a both 5 inches of him until Lucci started to slowly push her head down as she sucked him off, but not enough to make her gag or get her hurt (barely).

“Y/n..are you taking notes, surely this will answer some of your questions…” Lucci said getting closer and closer to his climax.

“Y/n I'm getting close..” Lucci added on and just then he released his semen onto her throat, and she swallowed every last drop.

“Oh my..i forgot to take notes..maybe we might have to redo everything so I can finally write it down?” Y/n said playfully

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