#Sinners come out to play(Sinday)

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@fractiscruentamorte (For Hina)

"Hm..." Katakuri stared down at the woman in front of him.

She was attractive enough sure, he wasn't exactly picky when it came to women he was having sex with.

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☯   Kinks (Saitama)

Headcanons: Sex Life Edition masterpost

"Big boobs, fat ass, nice legs, doggy style."

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😴 (indulge this sinner please lol)

Sinday Special

😴 Have you ever had a sexual dream about someone you know? Who was it? ((An in detail one as requested~))

Having a full night of sleep without snapping awake, or always being on high alert, had become a rarity over the years. Due too the condition of which Yang lived in, she had managed to push herself into a position of ever vigilant, not unlike a wolf or lion that would sit on high and listen, watch, wait... A creature torn asunder too many times to let them be taken unawares again. Left without family, pack, or pride, solo in existence most times. Awake for two days, sleep for one night, repeat. Friends and ally’s always welcome, come and go, but rarely let to get too close. Very select few got such treatment for it was hard to let go of the self reliant defenses. Now in this peaceful temporary home, rest can be had- Scorpion was here and would always have her back. Did not matter of their Arcana tied bonds, Yang had faith and trust in the man that the two would ever be ally’s, no matter the when or where. Fate was funny that way... Cruel and kind.

But the playground of the subconscious, once fully slipped into peaceful slumber, could ever become the proverbial mine field. And thus the woman rested tucked into her blankets, completely at the mercy of what ever strange imagery the mental brushes might paint. Taking upon every ounce of color and emotion that might become a masterpiece that would never be forgotten, not any time soon.

A funny thing dreams. Sometimes some makes sense, others are confusing with no meaning, while some pluck upon memory. But the strangest thing of all is when the odd swimming from one point onto another begins to form coherent thoughts that bury them selves deep within the back of the mind, start acting upon what so ever might not even be entertained by the awake and conscious awareness. Upon this instant that had started to drag it’s self into the forefront of the mind involved none other than a place she did not recognize, some sort of abode, room, built of nothing and everything. But oh it was her and the ever present Scorpion whom her mind drifted onto more than Yang ever cared to admit. Bodies wrestled close, sweat gleaming and every breath heavy on movements. Thrown fists and blocked offense, on one another as everything was playing in slow motion, sparring that kept growing more, beyond what ever should be in the first place... And it evolved so quickly. Where ever it become switched on it’s head, it may never be well known, but how her body tossed and turned now. Tangling in bedsheets.

Heavy impacts once causing grunts had transformed into the tantalizing sweet caress that draws out soft sighs between panting breath. A gentle flame being fed with each errant movement formed full thought to slowly grow into a furious blaze on the souk, echoing hungry. It was the intense gaze the imagination placed upon Hanzo’s countenance within the mind that had her so weak. Until finally the woman’s mental gymnastic had forged the image of having the ancient spirit beneath her form, showering every limb with ghost touches of her lips, firmer kisses up against the mans chest just over the heart, which she could feel her own pounding in sync. Whispered words of confessions, repeated over and over like a mantra that became the backdrop song. Blurring colors of motions, shifting forms, new positions. Oh the mind was creative, placing them chest to chest with her riding Hanzo’s lap and at his mercy so willingly. Arms tightly clung onto for desperate grip, his nails dug into her hips while she clutched the shoulders of his form. Long, drawn out, slow. Everything at a dragged out pace with every rock of the pelvis, echoing soft moans bouncing across the deepest psyche. Flames flickering across her spine without pain but rather a comforting warmth given, all while her fingers dragged down along his skin with the sensual caress-

Then it all came into an abrupt end when Yang hit the floor, snapping awake with a yelp of surprise. Eyes wide and staring at the ceiling. It could only be described as reality having hit the wall and come back into crystal clear clarity. And then she realized how tightly wound every emotion was, the sweat having broken out on her skin, and balanced powers trembling within. “Fuck-” It was cut off as the woman scrambled up, untangling from her blanket. Her mind immediately trying to forge a strict massive X, somewhere on the tied bond- oh god did any of that spiraling emotion get through or free? Hopefully Scorpion was asleep and hadn’t noticed anything- was that even how this worked? Damn it.

“Need a shower. No more sleep.” How the woman prayed Scorpion wouldn’t be aware at this hour.

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I’m gonna say it now: A chunk of my female muses are monster fuckers. Some of them more proud about it that others

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@super-kame-love

This was... Odd. Having sex with Aina wasn't, but he's never had sex with her- while his sharingan was active. It felt- strange. Normally such a thing was reserved for fighting and battles but she wanted to see it so of course he obliged. He was on top of her ready to insert his erection inside her but he had to ask.

"Are you sure about this Aina?"

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@ladytsunadehime

Madara let out a low chuckle as he stood in front of Tsunade. "Like what you see my sweet?" He was in the nude as well.

It was an odd thing to be in the same room naked with the woman who fought you. What a world...

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@utallige

The bar was becoming almost like a second home for Aizawa. He liked to visit whenever he finished a rather hectic week with students. Right now he was 4 shots of vodka deep and was feeling it for sure. Not exactly drunk, but definitely tipsy.

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@royleteas

The women in the hotel all eyed and giggled at the rather attractive man that visited tonight. They all quietly hoped that he would come to visit them, but Hinatsuru knew ahead of time, that he was coming to see her.

Reception called to let her know and she got the room ready for him. She smiled when she heard the knock on the door.

"It's open~" She called.

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Okay I feel a bit better, so here's a NSFW fact about Madara Uchiha

Madara LOVES eating his lovers out if they have the puh.

Like, that's his favorite thing to do. He loves eating the puh.

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@minds-interlinked (For Sakura)

"Man... You look so good right now Sakura." Naruto said as he looked at her. It was the first time with a girl, and he was counting his blessings that it was with Sakura.

The two were over in his home and Sakura opted to spend the night.

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"Why don't we go somewhere more- private and have some quality time together~"

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@royleteas​

“Ah, you must be my new client for tonight. Please, have a seat and make yourself comfortable sir.”

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@modeinthemiddle continuing from this.

Mirai groaned softly upon hearing her moan. It was difficult to resist her, but he had to remain professional. This was his place of work after all. He exhaled and regained his composure. “Tonight. I will stop by your place after work. We can- continue there.”

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“Now, be a dear and strip for me.”

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Since it is technically Sinday, I’ll start off with the type of men Karin gets the hots for

Tall

Strong

Attractive face

Dumb but that’s optional

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Donna is the queen of monster fuckers yet no one wants to talk to her 😔