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#did he say nipple or nibble? 😂
icouldntfindquiet · 1 year
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sashi-ya · 1 year
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 5: PREGNANCY Kyoraku Shunsui 𝘹 𝘍! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Requested by: @the-witch-of-one-piece ➡ Hello my beautiful soul sister!!! Ahh I’m so excited for this kinktober! I raced into your inbox trying to calm down my feral kink coming out of me 😂😂 if it’s okay to request Shunsui with a fem reader for day 5 pregnancy! This man would be the best soon to be daddy 🥺💜🛐 thank you so much my beautiful soul sister!!! TE AMO MUCHO !!!!!!! ➡ también te amo mucho my soul sister! 💖 tw: mdni. pregnancy kink. reader IS pregnant. nipple play. semi public sex. humping. vag sex. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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The outcome of so many nights of passion showed beautiful in your body. The little bump growing strong and healthy, your anatomy changing, your mood somethings swinging.
You were preparing yourself, and the house, for the new life that would be there in some months. And while you did, the general captain of the Gotei 13 couldn’t help but praise you.
Sitting comfortably in the garden of the Shunsui manor, the soon to be dad enjoys a sip of his beloved sake. While you, comfortably enjoy gardening under a soft spring breeze. It was calmer than ever before, after all that had happened with the invasion none of you had time to be at peace for a long time.
“You are a goddess, my love” Kyoraku chimes, leaving the cup on a little table next to him.
“Shut up, you! I am getting fat, look…” you joke, you love more than anyone how beautiful your belly looks.
Shunsui stands up, sighing. He can’t let a queen think that way of herself. Walking a few steps towards you, he takes his hat in between his hands and bends over to where you are.
“I am not trying to be rude, so I will ask you to please excuse my language… but fat is how I get down there when I see you, miss” he murmurs, acting innocent despite saying such thing.
You leave the little gardening tool in your hand to look at him with your mouth open.
“Kyoraku Shunsui, would you mind watching your mouth in front of your baby?” you scold him, sweetly, while acting incensed at his words and caressing your belly.
He takes his hat to his naked chest in signs of being sorry, but all of a sudden he snatches in arms as if you where less heavy than a feather.
“Honey- what? What are you doing?!” you protest, while safe resting in his embrace.
“Listen here, the eyes you just gave me… you being pregnant, everything about you… ugh- believe me that the baby won’t tell for now” he says, walking calmly to the wooden swing you have in your garden.
Shunsui sits back, with you still in his arms. Despite your pregnancy he is way bigger than you in every sense.
He grunts and comfortably sits you over his lap. “Com’ere” he purrs, opening your yukata with absolutely no worries.
You are silent, but with a huge smirk on your face. You know what’s next and you want it so bad…
Shunsui seems to be gloating at how full your breasts are looking; pregnancy is making your body an experience he doesn’t want to miss; he wants to love you in every single stage of yourself.
“Allow me, before this belongs to someone else ~” he scoffs, while his hands cups one of your breasts and takes it to his lips.
You moan instantly after he plants the first kiss over your hard nipples. Everything has been feeling a lot more sensitive.
He sucks, slowly. He nibbles, kindly. He doesn’t want to hurt her precious wife nor coming baby.
Your back curls as he keeps playing, changing from breast to breast and sometimes burying his head in between them. His huge hand, lies on your warm back flesh, holding you for you to lie as comfortably as you please while he gives you pleasure.
You can’t help but begin to move back and forth, humping on his hardening crotch. You can feel his growth hitting against your core and in both cases getting wetter and needier. The motions of the swing also accompany yours, edging you two a state very close to climax.
“I…” you whine, urging your husband to fuck you. “Already? But what if I hurt you…?” he asks, knowing too well he won’t. Kyoraku Shunsui enjoys your begging for his dick. He wants you to plead to be penetrated and pleased.
Panting, reaching his lips with yours, needy… “please, fuck me… do it…”
“How do you ask properly, doll?” he asks back, already lifting your hip enough for his hakama pants to slide down.
You swallow. You have always called him “daddy” and now, it won’t be the exception; this time Shunsui deserves more than ever to be called that way.   
“Daddy, fuck me… please ~” you purr, letting your yukata to fall to the ground to show him in full display your beautiful “mommy” body.
He smirks, pleased. His hands first reach for your swollen belly, up and down and around your waist.
“Now, if I may… let daddy fuck you the way you deserve my sweet, beautiful mommy” “Nghh… deeper… go- deeper, daddy!” ~
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jellyfishsthings · 1 year
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Edit: this was so hard to write because I kept losing myself to the scenario 😂... why am I like this? Also probably this won't get many views but who cares?
Warnings: the usual
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So I am obsessed with sailing because here in Greece is kinda a big thing and especially to my family....
And of course this results in much ✨maladaptive daydreaming✨.
Basically in a sailing boat there can be a lot of tension. That is because you have to do something really fast and in the correct way, such as tie a knot or raising sails (? I don't know the correct terminology in English). Also what your captain says is law. In the sea first comes your captain and then your God, that is an actual saying poorly translated.
Either way, now imagine how attractive it is to having a young captain. And having to do everything he orders. Watching him drive the boat while being so relaxed and chill, radiating big dick energy and his whole body language screaming I know what I am doing and I know I am the best at it. Watching his fingers dance with the rope as he ties it or how his muscles flex while raising sails and trimming them according to the weather.
One of my favorite fake scenarios is the following.
Imagine you and one of your best friends set sail. The weather isn't ideal but you have traveled in worst conditions. You both have licenses as captains for a sailing boat. Yet something happens and he raises his voice at you at some point, like "get down from there now" or "are you crazy let it go" (yelling something in a boat is only in a matter of safety). Yet after that you are both at an icy mood for a while. Until the bomb explodes...
"Why did you think you can yell at me like this? I know what I am doing, God damn it."
"You know I didn't mean to."
"Yet you did. Why?"
"Because you could have hurt yourself."
"Oh please."
"You could. I- your safety comes first and you know that."
"I was being caref-"
"No you weren't. I don't want lose the person I love the most in the world because she is so stubborn. "
"I am not being stubborn."
At this point, he grabs your face and kisses you until you lose your breath. Both of your hands roaming each other's body as it coated with sea salt and radiates the heat of the sun.
He lays you on the flattest surface available on the boat and then proceeds to tie your hands up with the nearest rope, making a bowline knot. The one that only he can undone because it is one of the sturdiest knots. And then tying your hands on the mast. Letting your feet to dangle as he removes your clothes and starts worshipping your body, whispering in your skin "I wanted to do this for so long." (aahhh why can't this happen to me?)
And so the fun begins. He starts by nibbling your lips, kissing along your jaw moving downwards, towards your neck. Finding all the sweet spots and sucking them, biting them and licking them to sooth the pain.
His eyes will fly to your face as he kisses your collarbones and removes the top piece of your swimsuit. Letting the air hit you bare breasts, your nipples hardening as he places his tongue in one of them. His hot breath hitting the rest of your chest. He draws it into his mouth gently bitting down as one of his hands goes to your other breast, massaging it, playing with it and lightly slapping it, while marking them up.
After when he deems his work done there. He puts his hand on your lower stomach. Moving it underneath your swimsuit and entering you with one finger. Then he draws circles in your clit, as the one finger turns into two and then into three. His face would hover over your all the time, studying and learning all your reactions to his movements.
And just before you are about to come undone... " no no no, it won't be that easy, I want these ladders for legs to choke me as you cum"
Swiftly he moves towards where he is needed most. Removing your last piece of clothing and marking up your thighs. While placing them on his shoulders. His breath fanning your cunt before he delves his tongue inside. Lapping up every drop of your precum. Mouthing, sucking and pretty much making out with your lower lips. Eating you out with a great intensity like a starved man that finally found his favorite meal (maybe he did 😏).
And true to his word. He never stops. Even as you legs close and try to imprison him there. Most men at that would stop, in need for oxygen but not him. He just smiles and groans, letting the vibrations drive you crazy as your pussy pulses. When you cum, he is right there. Not stopping his movements until your body stops shaking.
Edit: I am officially in need of therapy
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