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[clavissionary-position]

(Fic) Kagari x Emma | "If Every Tomorrow Could Be Today"

nsfw . mdni

Kagari lay with his head on Emma’s belly, skin cushioned against sweaty skin, just below her gently heaving navel and just above her crux. He was facing her, his bangs in beautiful, damp disarray over sleepy emerald and smudged ruby.

Time seemed to come and go in waves as he licked her off his fingertips. Himself and her: milky-sweet sakura and rose. He told her as much, casually voicing his favorite things and how they paired, his monotone melodic, his full, pink lips glistening in the diffuse light of the Yasha’s bedchambers.

Emma’s legs were still spread, lazy from lovemaking, even wider from when Kagari had first thrown them until each of her knees brushed a different heap of clothing. He now lay more perpendicular to her, and though he was much larger, he always seemed so adorably compact when curled up like this, with his knees tucked to his chest, his cat-bell coiled into the valley where his legs pressed against her side, his toes curled like paws. Pet me, princess, he seemed to say even when his mouth was busy.

She pet him and every centimeter of her palm and fingertips and knuckles had to touch him or something in her heart would twinge. His scalp and ear and neck, she tread them all in gentle shapes, thumbing inside his collar and tracing along the corded fibers until she came to his pulse, again and again. It was a different kind of lovemaking. It was to feel someone ephemeral. To catch a petal and hold it before it flew away forever.

She felt the choppy ends of his thick hair, mostly freed from their braid now, draped behind his neck, falling in short waves down between her thighs. It tickled with every slight motion of his head. He couldn’t have known what it was doing to her or how it reminded her of cradling his face with her legs, tighter and tighter.

But Kagari’s breathing had slowed into a voiceless purr, his expression like eternity unraveled in a smile, and it was all that filled and overflowed inside Emma's spinning, glittering world. She wondered if her pets and strokes would ever approach the wealth of motion he could produce with a blade. Never. But then, maybe. One day, with enough training. Days and nights of training, so many they’d blur into happy fatigue. She could train him to stay, and he could train her to never let go. And it wouldn't do for him to miss a day of it.

“I’ll do anything to keep you here. My spoiled kitty.”

---------- Acknowledgements @/altairring if you happen to see this, I had your heartfelt description about Kagari's various facial expressions in mind when I wrote this. @/aquagirl1978, I remember you wrote a similar fic once, it might have even been one of your first Gilbert fics, about his smile, so ^^ And of course the contents were inspired by Kagari's "Hold Up, You Spoiled Shogun!" bonus story.

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*The Mistress

*Bad End Gilbert

*Daddy

*Whose Dick Is That?! Crack Fic

*IkePri ABCs

*Pregnancy

*Rave Fuck

*AU MMO

*Master/Servant

*Patience is a Problem

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i can’t remember if did this or not but it popped up in my head so i’m doing it

ikepri as writers

nothing much to say about chevalier he’d be a romance author. it’s not that he can’t write anything else, he’s got the smarts for writing a mystery plot or thrillers or dramas whatever else genres. he’s just drawn to romance the most.

jin’s gotta be a erotica/smut writer but he probably has a pen name lol. very popular author with the ladies he’s pretty much the only male author that seems to nail the erotic stuff and actually knows women’s anatomy. very versatile smut writer and has a wide variety of content, you’re guaranteed to find something you like. he writes stuff with and without plot. his plots are actually pretty decent and original; although he does write cliche and overdone tropes pretty well too.

clavis is a crack fic writer. he writes “fanfiction” of chevalier’s stuff and he just pranks(?) the characters. he makes up oc’s and just memes everyone in the story. he also probably is that type of author to update his readers with the most batshit crazy out of pocket news about his life. “sorry for not updating i got stabbed by my brother so i stabbed him back so sorry if this has mistakes i didn’t have time to edit it i hope you guys enjoy!” he also writes original stuff too but it goes unnoticed and it’s not as popular as his crack fic content.

leon’s the type of writer that writes like three sentences and then goes back to just daydreaming about the story instead of writing it. or he just falls asleep. he’s got some good ideas he just has a hard time sitting down and actually writing it. he probably also falls down rabbit holes or research so he knows strange and random facts about weird topics. when he does post, it goes largely unnoticed but he has a few loyal readers that prefer to be anonymous. leon would probably write a bunch of different genres because he’s just got a lot of different ideas. he definitely draws from his experiences and personal beliefs. his characters are very lovable but if only he updated his work…

yves writes baking recipes and puts his entire life story before recipes. just kidding. kinda. i think he writes romance too because everyone else seems to be writing romance? he reads his brothers’ work, mostly leon’s, licht’s, and chevalier’s work. he was tricked into reading jin’s content and now he refuses to read anything from jin and clavis. ngl tho he has tried to write smut but it won’t ever see the light of day. unless clavis gets his hands on it. anyways yves probably spends too much time planning out his characters. he’s got an organized folder of information for each character. spends way too much time on baby name websites too. also way too much time on pinterest looking for outfit inspo for his characters. so all this time spend on planning and making them, he always gives his characters happy ends and never hurts them.

licht writes angst, but he always gives them a happy end. it’s kinda like his way of coping? writing a happy ending simply because he can because he’s the god of his own world. the sense of control he has of his characters brings comfort. they do experience a lot of traumatic things, but he always resolves everything in the end. his characters have the best development and the writing in those emotional scenes are immaculate.

nokto doesn’t really write. he thinks he’s not good at it but he’s decent. i think he writes angst or maybe tragedy is a better word to use here. but it’s in a forbidden/taboo setting (nothing inappropriate get your mind outta there). he writes situations of his characters wanting something they can’t have (kinda like romeo and juliet). he’s also a casual smut writer which makes the tragedy hurt more.

luke doesn’t writer he’s a reader. he’ll read anything as long as it’s interesting. he thinks jin’s stuff is weird but it’s easy to follow so he reads it. he also reads clavis’ stuff and thinks it’s really good (actually he doesn’t think that he was just bribed with honey to say it was good). he’s dabbled in a little bit of writing stories but it never really went anywhere. he has written children’s stories tho. it’s just sitting in his drafts collecting dust.

[solomons-poison]

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Tagged by @faustianfascination and @scummy-writes !

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(This is the SFW list ;p see the nsfw list here!)

Ikepri - Dragon King!Silvio

Ikepri - The Fate of Twins

Ikepri - Crossing the Line

JJK - Childhood friend!Toji

JJK - Chances Are

One Piece - If I Didn't Have You

Obey Me - Point of No Return

Obey Me - Overworked

Obey Me - Owner of a Lonely Heart

I'm a little late to the game so not sure who all has been tagged already or not. So feel free to just say I tagged you lol

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Hnngg, yall I got too many WIPS *cracks knuckles*

This does not include my untitled wips 💀

KEEF

Idol AU

Izumi 2??

Koi no Yokan

Ojitos Lindos

Fantasmas

Corazón sin cara

First love Ennoshita

Every Summertime

Deal? Deal

Why Won’t You Love Me

Mrs. Coach

Oh daddy my daddy

Strangely sentimental

Versace on the floor

Aren’t you the sweetest thing on this side of hell

Ikepri suitors and which haikyuu team they would be on

Hq characters and 5sos song they are

Private chef Osamu

Thank you for the tag @scummy-writes !

I don’t have any clue who’s been tagged and I don’t have many moots so I’m only tagging @theverakeller @queengiuliettafirstlady @drachonia and then any other writer who wishes to participate that hasn’t been tagged already 🩷

[clavissionary-position]

The Most Deadly Thighs In the World

A Fanfiction (best enjoyed whilst listening to classical music)

Gilbert's Thighs ⨉ Reader

18+ This story is inappropriate for minors and people with brain cells

Gilbert's voice is the trickle of white-hot cum down his midnight headboard: "Put it between my legs."

"Okay," you purr, scraping your fingertips down his chest, abdomen. When you reach your mark, you lift him until his tip points up. Then using your other hand, you position the jar you've been trying to open for the past month between his thighs.

Gilbert's lashes flutter in the hypnotic moonlight. "On the count of three, then."

You sit back on your heels for leverage. Then you lean forward and mesh the softness of your lips with the softness of his balls. "I already know what you're planning. Three."

The jar's lid flies off and breaks the window in its path. Someone screams in the courtyard below. Then another scream. Then another, and another. The night is filled with screams.

Gilbert reclines with feline grace and bucks his hips upward to present the open jar to you. "Do you have the toast ready?"

"Hold on, let me butter it first." The toast smacks into the white stripes decorating his headboard. After, you tenderly grasp Gilbert's wrist and use his hand to scoop strawberry jam onto the bread. When you're satisfied, Gilbert takes the toast from you and kisses your mouth open before sliding it in.

"Oh..." You say while chewing. "This is pretty... Um... Interesting."

Fin

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inspired by, uhhh, oreo? strawberry cow? if you know you know

[clavissionary-position]

Emma and the Curious Case of Silvio's XXXXXX

a fancy fanfic (𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦)

TRULY TRULY CURSED SMUTTY CRACK . NSFW . MDNI

T'was but an ordinary dawning upon the coastal abode of the Benitoitian Royal Family. Dolphins procreated with great merriment and vigor in the champagne-like waters surrounding the palace. Fishermen who'd been tossed overboard by neighborhood pirates swam to shore in various stages of amnesia. Crabs slinking out of tide-pools did silly little dances.

But soft, now! For our heroine approaches. Emma shuts the door with a loud jangle after entering, and then skips all Disney-like toward her lover.

The ritzy prince pacing his seaside bedroom stops in his tracks. The distressing sound of dolphins in their erotic busywork echoes off the walls. And as Emma approaches, he turns and says:

"Woman, I have an itch in my balls."

And what an itch it is. A cold sweat clings to the prince, even with the weather approaching rectal temperatures. The itch that possessed his testicles this day could not be assuaged by his hand alone.

Asking Emma to handle it would be too much for him, so he had a ball-scratcher (gilded) prepared for her to use instead of her hand. The handle was ten feet long, because the metal-smiths were too limited by current technology to produce twenty feet of rod. If this was the sort of half-arsed craftsmanship Silvio's investment went toward, he was better off using his coins as tiny coasters for his condoms. A foolish idea, perhaps, but they said the same thing of all visionaries.

Emma clears her throat. "Are you thinking about your condom coasters again?"

"It's a damn good idea," barks Silvio. "Now come here. Not that close. Pick up that rod."

Emma tries to lift 10 feet of gold to little success. She topples under the weight and lands like an anime character at a perfect 180-degree angle.

Fuck, thinks Silvio, fuckishly, as his heart lurches at the thought of injury befalling his precious pearl. He hadn't taken into account Emma's scrawny lady limbs. He'd have to put her to work on one of his ships to build up muscle mass so that she can eventually wield the ball-scratcher and save Silvio from his agony.

Except he doesn't have that kind of time, dammit!

His gaze darts around the room. Surely there is something else she can use to—aha!

"Woman." He appraises her. "Are you okay?"

"I think my arm's broken but—"

"Perfect. Grab that bed post."

"It's attached to your bed."

"You'll never know unless you try."

Emma makes a ??? expression before Disney-ing over to his bed. "How do you want me to do this?"

Silvio opera-singer-moans as the itch crests into a firey inferno in his pants. "I don't care how you do it, just do it."

Emma stares blankly. "That doesn't really help."

"Shuddup. And hurry. Before it's too late!" He falls to his knees and stares up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. "Hurry."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Drama Queen. Why don't you take the bed post off yourself?"

Silvio points at himself emphatically without looking away from the ceiling. "Do I look to be in any shape to do that?"

Finally Emma sighs and walks over to stand above him. "Hump my leg."

Silvio nearly snaps his neck with how fast he turns to look at her. "What?"

"Hump my leg until the itch goes away." Emma's eyes are dark with conviction and a little something else.

"I ain't a fucking dog!"

"Aren't you tho?"

Silvio growls, and it sounds very dog-like. "Do you think you can handle it?"

"I can handle your regular thrusts just fine. I don't see how this would be anything different." Oh, but the way her lashes flutter around her salacious gaze. If only those dolphins outside would stop with their coital carnage so Silvio can enjoy this moment. If only his balls would cease their torment.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." And before Emma can react, he takes her in his arms, straddles her thigh, shoves his tongue down her throat, and begins heartily, yo-ho-ho-ily rocking his hips so as to erase the entire concept of an itch from the surface of his sperm-repositories.

"Oh my... Oh my god... Si... Sil..." Emma can barely get a word out between the excavation being conducted inside her mouth and the fire-starting friction upon her thigh.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, breath ragged. He wants to say it again, parts his lips as if he might, but he's not the type of man who can say it more than once. Instead his lips devour her again and again as she wraps one arm around his neck. And the other around his back to soothe him despite the violent motions of his body.

At some point the itch turns into that sacred, sinful need for release. The warm pumping sensation in his groin builds to a height he's never once experienced before this. And all because he's humping his woman like a dog.

Oh for the love of--is there any way to turn those goddamn dolphins off!?

Unable to cross the edge into rapture, Silvio slowly eases himself to a stop and drops limp and annoyed onto his bed, Emma still wrapped in his arms.

Emma's breathing is hot and chaotic in his ears, but at least he can't hear those nasty ocean bastards anymore. Damn, she must be just as frustrated as he is. The least he can do is help her out, right?

He turns his face and to his surprise Emma kisses him first. Then pulls away just as quick. "Sorry."

"Idiot." Silvio grabs the back of her head and crushes their faces together again. His other hand searches her out between her legs. As her wetness coats his fingers, he finds himself overcome with a strange kind of peace. The kind that could spur any man into poetry.

Silvio tries.

Roses are red My color is blue Condoms need coasters It's so fucking true

Genius.

Emma whimpers into his wet kisses. "Are you... thinking... about those... stupid... coasters right... now!?"

Silvio smiles. "I'm always thinking about those coasters."

The end.

Am I allowed to say that xxsycamore's brilliant fic inspired me? Because it did? But also this started off as a crack fic about Emma being obsessed with Silvio's pubes. It's late. I should go to sleep.

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Tagged by @moonstruck-writing

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WiP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

1. black’s lover, the mute

2. betrayal in love by l. mitchell the mysterious author (work on title bc it’s shit)

3. strong woman by l. mitchell the mysterious author (work on title)

4. beef stew leon

5. exile- ikepri au the origin (irene’s mom)

6. untitled- ikepri au the origin (camellia’s parents)

7. clavis/avery ikepri au main story

8. yves/katherine ikepri au main story (ch 1 only)

9. enemies to lovers by l. mitchell the mysterious author

10. class is in session w/ teacher jin

guys idk who to tag im late to the party bc i just saw these floating around out there so yeah. i’m really bad at coming up with titles so it’s a little embarrassing to post it like this but ehh maybe it might be interesting