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kaylinababy · 2 months
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small update
i changed the plot of Customer Service, simply because i thought of some new spicy conflicts n’ stuff that was more interesting than what i originally wanted to write
also, i’m not going to procrastinate on Longing For More anymore 🥲 thank you so much for the support on this series by the way! (you all got me out of my writing slump recently!)
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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Customer Service
⤷ OfficeWorker!Sanemi x Fem!Reader x Manager!Kyojuro
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♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡
words: n/a | reading: n/a
tags fem!reader, power imbalance, smut, emotional cheating, physical cheating, fluff, manipulation, stalker tendencies, bullying, plotting, groping, dirty talk. (lmk if i'm missing any!)
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A bit "The Office" inspired. You are a receptionist for your office. Kyojuro, the man who hired you, took it upon himself to bring you up to speed. Ever since, you have developed a soft spot for Kyojuro, spending too much time with him leading to a budding relationship. Sanemi is not exactly happy about that, but he won’t let his walls down so easily.
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|♡| i coming soon... Imagining the both of them pining after you wearing suits omg omg omg...
|♡| ii
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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Longing For More
⤷ Kyojuro x Fem!Reader x Tengen
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♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡
words: 12.1k | reading: n/a
tags fem!reader, slow burn (not kidding in the slightest), angst central, smut, emotional cheating, fluff, depression, manipulation, maladaptive daydreaming. (lmk if i missed any!)
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Being Tengen’s 1st wife out of 4, over time, it feels as though you are an afterthought. Working as a baby/house sitter, you start dreaming of what could be... Perhaps things aren’t so peachy with everyone… but why should you suffer? Boldness may work out in your favor, at least when the time is right.
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|♡| i
|♡| ii
|♡| iii
|♡| iv
|♡| v
|♡| vi
|♡| vii
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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Line dividers thin | red/pink
For custom colors just shoot me an ask!
Please like and reblog if you use!!!
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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FALLING HEARTS┊animated.
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𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊.
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𝐑𝐄𝐃.
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𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊.
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𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊.
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i haven’t felt too inspired to write and since february is around the corner, i thought i’d make some cute heart dividers. let me know if you want to see other colors! MISSROKI.
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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THE HAIRCUT! so handsome OMF... i can't wait
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My favorite seat 🤍
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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ღ‧ KaylinaBaby's Escape ‧ღ
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♡ I'm listening ♡ requesting rules ♡
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╭ ˚₊‧ ★ ❝ Kaylina ❞ ★ ˚₊‧ ╮
˚₊‧ Men. just men. tall & strong men. with strong personalities.
˚₊‧ Fandoms kny | genshin | mha | jjk (for now)
╰ ˚₊‧ ★ ❝ 22 | EST ❞ ★ ˚₊‧ ╯
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˗ˏˋ ♡ Masterlists ♡ ˎˊ˗
|𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪| Demon Slayer
|𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪| Genshin Impact
|𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪| Honkai: Star Rail
|𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪| My Hero Academia
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˗ˏˋ ♡ Loading... ♡ ˎˊ˗
Series
Kyojuro vs Sanemi | Customer Service [i]
Tengen vs Kyojuro | Longing For More -[vii]
Oneshots
n/a
Headcanons
n/a
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˗ˏˋ ♡ Tags ♡ ˎˊ˗
#♡-kaylinababy all of my works!
#♡-resources icons, banners, etc. that i use!
#♡-kaylina's thoughts my updates, opinions, & simping moments!
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credit for theme @/missroki | @/hitobaby
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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I'M SORRY, WHAT?? (so real) ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
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Yall, look at this Sanemi fanart I found — the way I would let this man fuck me raw into oblivion with no protection, no lubricant, no preparation, no warning, no shame, all the way on my mums bed to my dads bed, against the bathroom door to bent over my bath tub, on the toilet and against the cover, from the kitchen sink to the balcony, from my bed to his bed, against the fan and against the wardrobe, draped over the washing machine to hunched behind the fridge, between day and dawn to twilight and midnight, on a chair, on a train, on a bus, during class, on a video call, upside on a tree, in a sewer, on the battlefield, behind a bush, on his mother's gravestone, in a puddle of piss as I scream, cry, whimper, beg, moan his name, huffing and puffing entirely out of breath, I need him biblically as he gives me the most bone breaking, singularity causing, toe clenching, pussy wettening, ass slapping, cheek jiggling, back arching, toes curling, feet snapping, finger popping, hair pulling, writhing, orgasmic, fist clenching, tongue drooling, muscle exploding, eye watering, leg divorcing, knee breaking, shin sucking, nipple bursting, hip thrusting, anus clenching, clit vibrating, knuckle cracking, jaw dislocating, nose bleeding, skin peeling, bone acidifying, hip thrusting, sheet gripping, spinal cord shattering, eyelashes flying off my face, spectacle destroying, over stimulating, cervical mucus ovulating, hormones off the chart, pregnancy inducing, swollen bump causing, ribs expanding to keep inside all his salty cum, nail biting, gravity defying, volcano erupting, uterus popping, ovary exploding orgasm of my life.
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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e-excuse me? 😏🫡 i’ve been blessed
First attempt at drawing him
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kaylinababy · 3 months
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Favorite Things During Intimacy
⤷ Sanemi | Kyojuro | Tengen | Giyuu
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♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡
tags nsfw, fem!reader, dirty talk, spanking, groping. (lmk if I missed any!)
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˗ˏˋ ♡ Shinazugawa Sanemi ♡ ˎˊ˗
The sounds… Each bated breath. Every small gasp. The way you whine when he completely bottoms out, leaving you whining.
How you can’t even form a proper response to his questions.
“You’re so fuckin’ wet. Why you whinin’?” He doesn’t even want an answer to them, your whimpers are plenty. “Shut up. Shut the fuck up.” He never means it.
The sound of your pussy being aggressively pounded by his cock.
Each squelch, each clap, the bed creaking…
“Your pussy loves talking to me, huh?” He grits his teeth as he hears the whines that you release with every one of his thrusts.
“Fuck yeah.” He chants in sync with your moans, “Oh fuck yeah-” His panting matching yours as he cums inside you. His favorite place, because your moans are just so delicious and loud for him.
˗ˏˋ ♡ Rengoku Kyojuro ♡ ˎˊ˗
The touches… How he touches you as if he’s molding dough.
The way you hold onto his muscular arms for dear life as he enters you for the first time, loving how you occasionally squeeze them.
Speaking of squeezing, he loves how you clench onto his cock when he moves just a tad too fast for you, too soon.
How your thighs squeeze his head as his tongue explores your insides.
The way your shaky and hesitant hands grasp at his hair, feeling too many tingles to express how good you feel.
When he’s all up in your face, chest to chest, and he studies your face as he inserts his fingers into you, his own eyes fluttering as he feels you clench those as well.
How you shake in his arms as he makes you cum for him… “Relax, my beauty.” Why would he want you to? He’s just trying to comfort you before you lose your mind earlier than he expected.
˗ˏˋ ♡ Uzui Tengen ♡ ˎˊ˗
The smiles… but of course, not your smiles.
His wide smile, showing how amused he is at every occurrence while in bed with you.
He smiles at the way your face contorts as he sinks into your from a bizarre angle.
“Do you like this?” Tengen smiles down at you as his large calloused hands shamelessly grope your body as he brainstorms what the next position will be.
He’s so entertained by how you have a surprised look on your face every time he manhandles you.
“What about this?” He suddenly slaps your ass before he shimmies down on the bed, laying your back on his chest before he aligns his length.
“Be ready.” But you never fail to gasp for him, never expecting him to slap your clit with it, making him show his pearly whites as you whimper.
˗ˏˋ ♡ Tomioka Giyuu ♡ ˎˊ˗
The facial expressions you make… How you plead without words.
The way he makes your pouty lips form an O before you begin begging for him to go faster.
How you try to speak before he soothes out your frown lines when he just can’t stop after he cums the first time.
“It just feels too good, so good…” Your palms pressed against his chest, trying to stop him from going further.
“Hold me. Hold me.” He mumbles, looking down at your wrinkled face as you let out long whines for him.
Your hands unable to do anything but grip the sheets as you're ass up, posing for him as he holds your hips so tightly.
Giyuu can only imagine how beautiful your face will look as his cum drips off your tongue.
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kaylinababy · 5 months
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"A Truly Divine Technique"
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kaylinababy · 6 months
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i’m invested
Your Choice
Kyojuro Rengoku x y/n (fem reader)
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It was the choice for any slayer if they wanted keep their blood line going. They dedicated their life to the cause of demon slaying and thus never had chances to settle and marry. Ever focusing on training and serving for the greater good.
But the more families sent their beloved son's to risk their lives the more they realized that their could be a possibility to the end of family lines. An out cry from the families of slain slayers almost made an end to new recruits. Why send our sons to death? You are not only killing them but you are killing our family!
So upon the idea of many of the higher ups it came down to this. Have the slayers and their family come up with a choice of an arranged marriage.
------This is an idea I thought about for demon slayer. Since it's set in a time of where most families required sons to continue their family bloodline by having children. And of course Zenitsu in the episode when he was trying to marry someone because he was going to "die" lol . So, written kinda choppy and fast so please excuse that! --This one was written by me--
Your choice
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You were sold by your family. They were promised if no slayer claimed you they would still be paid monthly. If a slayer claimed you ,she would be welcomed into the family of what ever slayer and your family again would be taken care of. It was a win win but you were the only loser here. And here your story starts of when you meet Kyojuro Rengoku
"I understand that my father has chosen a wife for me, ma'am. " A voice so loud declared . His very voice shook your core . How could someone be so loud? You were seated behind a white cream colored screen seated like a proper women would. Your head was bowed with a white veil draped over your head hiding your features. You were dressed in the finest kimono's known to your family. A beautiful green emerald with a hint of yellow flowers. Your gaze focused on the grooves of the mat below you trying to focus your breathing because the drumming from your heart drowned out your hearing. This was it. You were going to finally be married and make your family finally proud.. But of course what that was your only choice.
"Y-yes your father and mother actually meet this way as well. One of the most beautiful of stories. It no wonder why your father fell so hard when she pass-" " Ah I see then most of beautiful women have been chosen for this." The boisterous voice interrupted the older women with a hint of an undertone of being bothered it seemed . Your heart felt uncomfortable in your own chest as you waited for this conversation to end. Every time you heard him it grew tighter and tighter.
You had been rejected once before by a Hashira. You could still remember his face being so pale and those blue eyes being so empty. He had wondered in wanting to be married. As soon as he had seen you he walked away with out another word a red blush faint on his cheeks as he walked ever so fast straight out.
Now it seemed all the other women called you a curse. Some making snarky comments to the head mistress of this compound. "She should be taken out back and sold." " I can't believe a pillar rejected her."
The word of a hashira rejecting her spread like wild fire to the other women. And so you heard the slayers had been told the rumors as well. Why? A man with white hair came to you as well. A scar from ear and over his nose. His eyes is what you remembered the most. So wide open as he searched your gaze. Stating he wanted to see why a stoic man would run off from such a beautiful women. He wanted some gossip to throw in the other man’s face but you had none to give. Which of course made the white haired man angry that he had traveled here and was leaving with no juicy gossip.
But it seemed not all had heeded the warning. Because here you sat on the other side of the white cream paper thin wall. Your to be husband on the other side. You dare not look up for fear of more bad luck.
"oh lord Rengoku just as your father!" the older women cackled at a joke the man had stated. Of course this was nothing new. This type of arrangement. It started when their were low numbers of demon slayers. Most wanting to be sure their blood line was not stopped due to being called for this noble deed. “I am honored my father has chosen me for this task. I must state that I do have a mission to go tomorrow. Will this take long?” He asked. A giggled escaped the women’s mouth. “Lord Rengoku , as you know upon signing the agreement you must stay 1 week with your wife. To be sure a heir is produced.” The older women countered. The man hummed . “My apologizes of course.” He responded. “And we have mapped out the girls cycle to be sure th-”
Your face felt hot within seconds at the women’s response. Of course they had to go into every detail but that did not mean you could not be embarrassed that your monthly’s details would be shared to your husband.
“Oh I understand of course what you are saying. It must be this week.” He stated his tone dialing down slightly in a whisper .
You carefully brought your head up slowly. You did not want to ring a single bell that was attached to the veil. Was it wrong for a women to know what her to be husband to look like? Through the veil you could see past the thin fabric and to the creamy white paper thin wall. A single candle on the other side lite and brought a shadow from the the two figures on the other side of this thin papered wall. The outline of the women who took care of us women looked like a big blob while a much thinner one sat in front of them.
You couldn't help but take in the shadows edges. His hair on top of his head seemed like the designs of a child's drawing of the sun. And he sat so proper up straight like a pin needle. Then the shadows moved. You quickly looked back down to the grooves of the mat below your legs. "I feel as if my heart will pounce out of my chest." blurted your so to be husband. The older women laughed before she pulled the sliding door to the side. Finally.
Would he too run off and leave you here?
You dare not bring your eyes upward until the older women ordered you too. So You sat there eyes focused on the floor. "oh yes. One of the most beautiful women we have here sir. A great pick from you father." the women claimed. You felt a tight grasp on your shoulder as you were pulled upwards from the floor. Your legs felt as If you had stepped on millions of needles due to the length of time you were seated. You let out a gasp as you were forced upward. Nearly falling back down a much more gentler grasp around your waist caught you.
"Do be careful how you step." He whispered . You hadn’t thought he was that close to you but when he spoke you could feel the warmth of his breathe on your cheek. You wanted to see him! Your eyes were covered by the damn veil and you struggled to take off the thin scrap of fabric. You could also feel him trying to swiftly take off the veil as well but the fabrics many layers made it hard.
“My faceless wife what a way to meet you.” He joked. "Oh here . Let me help!” the older women countered. The tug made your head go back awkwardly as she yanked it. You closed your eyes quickly as the fabric glided along your face.
“Father choose well. I approve !” Kyojuro remarked as if he were simply talking about a fabric item.
You stayed still in his grasp around your waist. He pulled you close to his chest your hands resting lightly over him. You could feel his every breathe below your palm. And his heart beating so fast. “I am happy once again we have made a great pairing within the Rengoku family!” The older women claimed as she clasped her hands together.
"I will write my father and give great thanks!” he stated as his firm hand around your waist tighten slightly. Your gaze hyper focused on his nice shaved chin. Your eyes shifted to his shoulders and could make out peaks of yellow blonde and red hair. "Please bring your gaze up to mine so that I may finally greet you." His tone soften when addressing you. He gripped your chin carefully with his thumb and pointer finger. He adjusted your head moving your head slightly back. Your gaze slowly taking in his face starting from his chin and then soon upwards.
You felt your breathing had stopped. His striking orange gaze piercing right through you. His bushy brows so pointed. His hair like the sun. His eyes closed as his head tilted slightly to the right and a smile appeared slowly across his face. "I am Kyojuro of the Rengoku family. My father has chosen well." He added to to his greeting. His eyes slowly opened very wide as they flickered like flames to take in your face. "Your kimono is very beautiful. If that is your favorite color I will buy more for you." He mumbled as his gaze fell down to your outfit. You still could not respond to him.
His expressions never wavering as he spoke. His eyes never breaking eye contact with you. " Do not fear me." He instructed as he allowed for you to catch your footing. His arm slipping back from around your waist and to his side. "This ceremony is very fast. Whatever you feel we should not do tell me." of course. If the slayer had accepted the girl it was as if the wedding had happened and they of course had to consummate the marriage. Thus falling into trying to have the child for the continued blood line this .
You however were told that you did not have a choice. So of course you took a step forward placing your hands over his chest. Never breaking out eye contact you slowly went on your tip toes and placed your lips over his. The flame Hashira seemed to pause. His eye brows almost hiding up into his hair line. His heart under your palms beating faster. You sat yourself back on your heels. "Your name?" he asked softly. "I am...."
Should I do another one 😍😍 or should I continue this story 🙃
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kaylinababy · 6 months
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🥹 🫶🏽 🐈
this little guy just healed me
i hope everything’s been alright for you lately!
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kaylinababy · 6 months
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Perverted Spanker
⤷ Perv!Sanemi x Fem!Reader
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♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡ words: 1.1k | reading: 6 mins
tags fem!parts, spanking, groping. (lmk if i missed any!)
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Sanemi Shinazugawa remained silent, his distant eyes taking all of you in as you stand there in nothing but your nightgown in his quarters.
The silent treatment.
His voice was low and cold, leaving no space for you to argue. “No. More. Mistakes.” You could feel his gaze dancing all over you. The moonlight and your lantern failed to conceal your curves in the thin fabric. “Over my lap.”
You don’t hesitate.
With your feet dangling off the bed, you align his lap with your stomach, putting his pillow directly next to his thigh, allowing for some head comfort for you. You grip the bedsheets in anticipation, holding your breath.
He remained silent, taking in the way you looked just like a petulant brat. And what a brat you were- disobeying his rules and being punished for it seemed to be a theme. He was growing tired of it.
“Let it be the last time you sneak out of your room at night.”
He grabbed the hem of your nightgown, slowly pulling it up, enough to expose your entire ass, no panties as usual. “Slut.” He murmured. You knew what was coming. He likes to surprise you with the first one.
You let out an embarrassed whine as he cupped your ass. The cool breeze from the window made you feel cold yet excited as his hand roamed down to rub your slit. You mumble into the pillow “Mister Shina-”
The man decided to silence you with his large hand slamming against one of your cheeks, the unexpected pain making your eyes and mouth go wide. He waited a few seconds before slapping the other cheek. You don’t disappoint his ego, yelping in pain and wiggling.
He had a glare of annoyance that told you he wasn’t happy with you. Sanemi sighed loudly, and then without warning, he smacked your ass once again, harder. “Stop misbehaving.”
His free hand gripped onto your hip and held it down against his growing erection. “You never fucking listen.” Accompanied by a double smack. You lift your hips by default, tears threatening to spill out. “Now you wanna run away?”
The thought of you seeing his handprint on your skin afterwards made it all worth it. “Fucking brat.” His hands are so rough, the tips of his fingers cold from the wetness of your brief fingering.
Tears fill your eyes as whines spill from your lips. “I'm s-sorry!” comes out of your mouth broken up. He loves when you’re a whiny mess. The sound of every single slap on your butt only made you want it more. “You say that every time.” A few more hits, and then he rested his hand, giving you a squeeze.
“I want you up on your knees. Now.”
You sit up on your knees in the bed, looking at him as tears blur your vision. Sanemi looked directly into your eyes as he finally licked your arousal off of his fingers, your crying and begging only feeding his desire to punish you. His eyes never left yours, his look being equal parts lust and anger.
His mind was all set on you submitting to him completely, and it was working.
“I'm sorry... please, n’more.” You choke out. You’re soaking wet, surely making a puddle on his precious sheets.
He remained silent, the way he stared at you like you were his plaything made your heart pound so hard it almost jumped out of your chest. He leaned forward, his mouth right next to your ear. He whispered a single word in your ear, his breath on your skin making you shudder.
“Beg.”
It was just that, an order. You knew what would happen if you didn't listen... and that made you want it more.
“Please, no more! I learned my lesson-”
“Beg.” He repeated, voice a bit deeper. The only thing on his mind now was to make you submit to him. And only a part of you was fighting him now... and what a small part it was. Almost nonexistent.
“Too late.” He didn’t give you a chance, lifting his hand, you immediately squeeze your thighs together.
You whine continuous apologies, looking at him with wide watery eyes. He smiled, the sight of your tears turning him on so much. He moved to your face and cupped your chin, your wet cheeks still hot to the touch. He leaned in closer, so you were nose to nose with him.
“Damn brat.”
He ran his fingers along your ass, the skin there being hot to the touch, and you could already feel the swollen marks. Your whimpers and whines made his heart flutter in his chest. The feeling was both warm and torturous at the same time.
“Did I make myself clear?”
“Y-yes, Mister Shinazugawa.”
“…then get the hell out.”
He moved his hands away from you. Your butt felt so sore from his discipline. Your hips felt like they were on fire, your thighs being soaked.
As you get up from your bed, you notice a puddle of your essense left behind. The embarrassment on both of your faces are palpable.
“Good night, Mister Shinazugawa.” Oh boy.
He looked away from you and the bed. He didn't expect you to get this... excited. He now knew how submissive you were to him. That was a weakness he would make sure no one would ever be able to exploit.
“Get yourself cleaned up.”
He waited until you were gone from his quarters before he stood. His thoughts of you lingering in his mind as he kneeled before his bed. He couldn't help but want to taste you more. Smell your essence more.
Your wetness staining his bed… The perverted man couldn’t help himself. It was subtle, but he definitely smelled it.
So sweet.
His hand went to the puddle, running his fingertips where your pussy was dripping just moments ago.
This night, he would stay awake... thinking about you.
Sanemi licked his fingers once more with your essence as his eyes closed. He tasted the subtle sweetness... then he heard it. Your whimpering voice from your room, just a small sound that made him think of his next plans.
No, a tease like you... had to be punished more. Your body was definitely something he wanted to have. He pushed the thoughts away as he stood up from the floor, his eyes glazed over with lust.
He felt like he needed more.
He walked out his quarters to assist you.
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kaylinababy · 6 months
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yes yes yes 🙌🏽
men who eat you out like they have been starving for years. men who eat it like madmen, your juices all over his chin, even after you finish multiple times, even when you writhe and squirm, trying to escape the relentless treatment of his experienced tongue, he doesn’t stop, ever.
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eren, jean, satoru, nanami, dazai, chūya, tengen, KYOJURO , douma, sanemi, sanji, shanks
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kaylinababy · 7 months
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😅 that’s only the beginning for him
Thinking about Tengen whose dick is so big, it stretches your cunt everytime you fuck.
The tip is a cute shade of pink. Thick, heavy balls full of cum that always smack against your ass when he pounds into you. A few veins that run along the shaft, which you always take time to trace with your tongue.
He’s always gotta bully his thick cock past your puffy, sticky folds, slow and steady as to not hurt you, before he’s losing his composure and slamming his hips against yours, beating your poor pussy up.
But it’s okay, cause when his hands grab at the fat of your tummy like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. When he kisses you so deep you can’t even register the pain of his thrusts, only feeling pure euphoria. When he whispers I love you, cum for me, baby, and you cream around his fat dick and he pumps you full of his cum, it makes it all worth it.
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kaylinababy · 7 months
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🫨 crying, aching, screaming without the s.
Thinking about Sanemi who is the king of consent and check-ins.
He grew up seeing his father treat his mother less than kindly and despises men who treat women in a similar way. So it doesn’t matter whether he’s been pounding into you for the last half an hour, calling you every derogatory name under the sun (with your prior permission) — if he changes in pace or position, he’s making you meet his eyes to check-in.
“Listen to that,” he pants, the hand he’s had gripped in your hair pressing your head down harder into the mattress. “Your pussy is so fuckin’ sloppy. You like when I fuck you like a whore?”
Your answering moan and the way your thighs somehow spread wider made Sanemi chuckle, the sound rich and dark in a way that made you all the wetter. “Yeah, you do, don’t you?”
Your whines were cut off in a choked gasp as Sanemi’s arms wound around your shoulders and tugged you up until he was laying flat against the bed, your back pressed against his front. Shifting, Sanemi grips the back of your knees and hauls your legs into the air, suspending them and keeping them spread wide for him. Somehow, he still has the dexterity to reach for your jaw with his fingers to tilt your head back against his chest.
“Hey,” his voice is throaty and rough with desire. Blearily, you open your eyes to meet his, and Sanemi smirks slightly at the fucked-out expression in your glassy eyes.
“You okay?” There’s a gentle seriousness in his tone, and you know that the second you were to shake your head or voice any discomfort, he would stop, and he’d bend over backwards to care for you in whatever way you’d need.
It’s that thought, coupled with the hot friction growing ever more pronounced between your legs as Sanemi holds perfectly still inside you, that has you nodding desperately, eager to have him thrusting his cock in and out of your walls with such vigor that you forget your name.
Sanemi’s answering smirk is soft in a way that you know his hips are about not to be. “That’s my girl,” he chuckles, and he relishes the strangled moan that tears from your throat as he gives a sharp thrust up, his balls slapping against your over-stimulated clit.
“You’re such a good little whore for me, aren’t you?”
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