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Let Yin be a Dom 2020

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Hei when Amagiri asked what his relationship was to Yin:

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Who’s ready for some fucking fanfiction?!

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“The

 group poured over the few comprehensible parts of the map. They’d been trying in vain to piece Yin’s new intell together with what they already knew. Though the task seemed easy enough, it was consistently proving impossible. Normally Hei would find himself annoyed beyond belief at the prospect of his time being eaten up like this… But the Syndicate permitted Yin to temporarily return to the cell to help map out crlaitcy’s intricate layout.

So it was safe to say Hei was pretty unbothered by the lengthy stretch of time afforded to him. He spared a glance at her. She was radiant; her hair pulled back into a neat braid, with her silver bangs brushed aside, The straps of her cream colored dress floated upon her warm shoulders. The folds of said dress only concealed part of her thighs, blessing Hei with more of her legs than he usually got to see. Her spectre seemed to observe the map, but the inflection in her striking magenta eyes told him her mind was elsewhere.

Hei had to remind himself not to look at her lips.

…

He failed. As usual.

She was wearing that lip gloss again. It was nothing too flashy, whenever Yin had a hand in her own style she tended to be subtle. That being said, Hei still didn’t understand how that damn lip gloss had become the bane of his existence. It wasn’t meant to draw the eye, and yet, when he noticed how the rose color drew out the red of her lips, he’d find himself nervously biting his own.

Yin absentmindedly drew her lips together in concentration. A human tendency that dolls shouldn’t’ve been capable of replicating, but Hei didn’t care about that so much as the fact that she was literally torturing him with her presence alone. She pressed her mouth together for a moment longer, pulling out of it with an accidental pop… her lips looking that much fuller and more kissable than before.

-ei…!

Even worse than that was how sweet she smelled…

“He… i...!”

Despite the painful twisting in his gut, he hoped they’d never puzzle out this map.

“Hei!”

He snapped to attention. He turned to the sound to Huang’s harsh call to find the room still. With Huang’s annoyed glare combined with Mao’s amused glance Hei felt like a grade schooler caught passing notes. Even through his peripherals he could see that Yin too had turned her blind gaze to him.

“I think you might want to focus on the task at hand, Hei.” Huang grumbled. “In case you haven’t noticed, we’ve been here for over three hours now and I think I might need a drink even more than you need to get laid.”

Hei flushed with rage and embarrassment. “I-!” The words caught in his flustered throat.

He couldn’t help but notice that Yin’s cheeks had gone a little pink as well. It was so cute, Hei could hardly stay mad at her. -Though he was never really cross with her to begin with.

He blamed the lip gloss. Even now it taunted him. He wanted to smear the cosmetic all over mouth and jaw with his heated kisses.”

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only yin’s voice snaps me back into my senses

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This picture legitimately haunts me

…what is going on?

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He sighs, his grip on her tight and hyper aware. His steady yet, somehow hesitant touch ready to soak up all the sensations she has to offer. He leans in closer, willing to yield to his desires for just this one perfect moment alone. This was more than when they’d return home together after work and he’d collapse over her in longing and exhaustion. More than her cradling his head in her lap and stroking his hair. As soon as he’d shut the door to his apartment a magnetic pull emerged that neither could deny.

He’s on his knees now, his body begging. With his desperate fingers at her ungodly soft waist, a hand crawls up her back. They haven’t been doing this for long, but when he kisses up her neck, he knows it’s okay.

She sighs his name, “Hei...” and he gives a lengthy groan in response. Yin’s usually so quiet during the day, hearing her voice now makes him alight with ecstasy.

He kisses her hard on the mouth. And after breathing her in for a long moment, he runs his tongue along her lips, hands shaking against her back. He knows he should slow down. He’d only ever peppered those sweet lips of her’s with short kisses before this. There’s so much about their secret arrangement he could ruin with this… but he does it anyway.

He’d been put through hell earlier and so had she, maybe this was what they both needed. He nips her, his other hand emerging beneath her breast.

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只野缶詰

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It’s  只野缶詰 again!

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afternine on pixiv

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Foxes are cat software running on dog hardware.

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You are Cain. You killed Abel. The bible is wrong, now tell the real reason why you did it.

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WIP Excerpt from the APFBTG fic I’m revamping

“She halted in her footsteps, just barely turning to him.

"I-" He paused. What was he doing? "Take this." He reached down and pulled out the knife he kept strapped to his thigh. He placed it in her hand, closing her fingers around it.

"Hei..-"

"I know you're supposed to appear non-threatening, but it's the only way I know how to protect you." He sighed. "Just make sure you keep it out of sight."

She hitched up the skirt of her dress, revealing the bare skin of her thighs to the sight of the sun. Hei inhaled a soft breath. ‘They look soft…’ He quickly averted his eyes, thinking it the right thing to do. A trickle of disappointment slid through his heart. He’d never seen her legs before, he’d hate for it to be over so soon. 

...Surely, a little glimpse couldn't hurt could it? He peered at her through the corner of his eye. She tucked the knife into her stocking and Hei pretended as though his fingers didn't itch to press against the pale canvas of her thighs. That his palms didn’t tingle at the thought of running across its smooth surface and squeezing ever so slowly. That his throat hadn’t dried at the mere idea of stretching her legs over his lap and sliding her stockings down further and further to reveal more of those creamy-

"Thank you, Hei." She spoke, snapping Hei out of his reverie...”