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oh nooo, Akane accidentally spilled some sweet tasting liquid on her chest. whatever shall she do? her cleavage is gonna get so sticky~

He has to admit things have been interesting since his fateful one night stand with Akane. What he become a singular instance of admittedly pour judgement had become a repeated affair, one which he found himself unable to untangle himself from. He prided himself on his self-discipline on his professionalism. It was a point of immense pride that he was not lacking in the will department.

So the fact they kept ending up in one another's bed, that exchanged glances from across the room had turned into repeated visits to nearby closets or nights spent together; it was a little embarrassing. And he wasn't particularly a male known for his womanizing or lustful behavior, he was far from those things.

His eyes move downward to her chest, a loud grunt leaves his throat. He knows what she's doing, and he's going to give into it. Just this once he tells himself.

"You ought to remove your robes, before the stains set in." He'd comment his eyes locking with her, making no movement from his seated position. He isn't so eager to chase after her, yet.

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He isn't one to deny her.

When she grabs his collar and pulls him inside he offers no resistance to her, instead he simply follows her movements like a listless man. His body touches against her and instinctively his hand reaches behind him and throws the sliding door closed. He'd push down all the reasons he should turn away and decide to go with the flow, live a little. If this was a mistake being made, then he would accept the consequences tomorrow.

"I'd hate to offend." He'd mutter as Rangiku's back pushed against the flat wall of her house, his hand is placed against the wall both steadying him and pinning her to it. She's smaller than him, by a large margin. Then again by most measures, he was obscenely tall. His head tilts down to stare at her, emerald irises meet her own before finally his lips crack into an amused smile. "You have me." He leans down and places his lips against her own, his other hand wrapping around her waist to rest his palm in the small of her back.

He tasted like iron and smoke.

He was a man built upon his restraint – having curb his desires, limited his wants – but they had merely been held back. Locked behind high walls, the key all but tossed away into the abyss – she had seen it in his eyes when he had drawn back the first time. A dim fire burns deep within his dark gaze, long lingering, needing a little stroking, a bit of oxygen and it may rage, consume him. And if it does, let her burn along with him.

There’s a tentative step backwards as his hand encircled her waist, bracing herself against him, finding her balance for all at once her head was spinning. Fingertips press into the strong muscles of his neck, holding him down caged lip to lip, her other hands clutch at his side, the formed fit of his robes tugged from their hold at her grasp.

A disguised inhale was followed by a slow, breathless exhale, lips puckered for another kiss. Sensibility told her that they should stop, this was far enough – but what part of this had already been sensible. Her vision lifted in the slightest, capturing his dark stare as he posed the question that had sat on the tip of her tongue. “I’d be offended if you didn’t join me inside,” as she spoke the hand upon his side lifted curling around the collar of his uniform, a small step backwards had her hand upon her door frame, pushing it open as she stepped in, drawing him in afterwards.

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His senses are not as sharp as they should be. Being up all night has that effect, particularly when you are not expecting a sudden attack. His guard is relaxed and that was his folly. When she moves his brow furrows, he almost moves to her aide. In fact as she goes to knee he half-stands before feeling her hand push against his thigh forcing him down.

That isn't entirely true. It does not quite force him down. It is the soft pressure of her hand on the top of his pants which causes him to send down. And it is too late when he realizes what she is doing. If her ears heat up, then his face begins to light up. It is almost hard to detect against his olive skin, but visible.

"You are my partner. I would not abandon you." His voice is hoarse, only on the first word. Then it reforges itself, like steel. A calmness to it which hides the anxiety building in him. Her hand is cold against his him, she can feel his steadily rising heartbeat through his groin. He does not stop her as he is half frozen, and half open to her. Finally his hand moves forward to her cheek.

"You do not have to do this." He is sure some other men might urge her to continue. But he does not. He cannot. This thing which she is doing, it will change things. Right? He does not know. It has been too long. He does not resist as he slowly expands in size, each beat of his heart is an increase. Until it is painful, in her hand and against his clothes. His breath catches.

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Her ears go warm. "Oh."

Hayden is melodramatic and a pain in the ass, but men aren't sweet to Momo. They have their own problems, and she's kind of a pain in the ass to be around. But here he is, up for god knows how long, at her bedside waiting for her to wake up.

It's not that no one cares about Momo, it's that she's pushed them to arm's length, and now there's a tall stone wall between her and her loved ones.

Hayden has entirely ignored those walls. There's something about it that makes her sweet on him.

Momo is aching when she pushes the blankets off her and swings her legs over the edge of the bed. She sits on the floor and opens his knees.

"You're a sweetheart," she says. Her hands run over the tops of his thighs, encroaching towards his groin. Her fingers find him beneath the material covering his organ.

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🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  because  enemies  to  lovers  has  been  so  popular,  i’ve  decided  to  make  some  friends  to  lovers  as  well.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses.  )

❛  i don’t think i can be just friends with you anymore.  ❜ ❛  you’re already the most important person in my life.  ❜ ❛  i can’t imagine my life without you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve always liked you more than you ever knew.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to be jealous … but i am.  ❜ ❛  it’s you and me against the world.  ❜ ❛  promise me we’ll still be friends even if this relationship doesn’t work out.  ❜ ❛  just friends don’t look at each other like that.  ❜ ❛  i’d never want to hurt you.  ❜ ❛  maybe we should kiss … just to know how it’s like.  ❜ ❛  i’m so glad to have you by my side.  ❜ ❛  everyone already thinks we’re dating so why don’t we give it a try ?  ❜ ❛  you’re always there when i need you.  ❜ ❛  i don’t ever want to lose you.  ❜ ❛  i like the sound of there being an ‘us’.  ❜ ❛  i’d spoil you rotten if i got the chance.  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re okay with me going out with someone else ?  ❜ ❛  can you please hold my hand for a moment ?  ❜ ❛  i wish we could be like this forever …  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than them.  ❜ ❛  why are you looking at me like that ?  ❜ ❛  you know, we’d make a pretty good couple.  ❜ ❛  i really don’t want to ruin our friendship because of this.  ❜ ❛  it’s like i’m seeing you in a completely new light.  ❜ ❛  are you actually flirting with me ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve had this really strange dream about us and i have no idea what to think of it.  ❜ ❛  will you go on a date with me ?  ❜ ❛  come here, i’ll keep you warm.  ❜ ❛  are you saying you want to kiss me ?  ❜ ❛  our friendship will never be like it was before.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been fooling myself for a while now.  ❜ ❛  you mean more to me than anyone else, you know that.  ❜ ❛  i think in a way i’ve always been in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t realize your feelings ran deeper than friendship.  ❜ ❛  i’d be happy to date my best friend.  ❜ ❛  remember how we agreed not to catch feelings … ?  ❜ ❛  you’re more than just a friend.  ❜ ❛  jealous ? i’m not jealous. i don’t have any reason to be jealous.  ❜ ❛  how have i never noticed how beautiful you are ?  ❜ ❛  no matter what else happens between us, you’ll always be my best friend.  ❜

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Rough Touch Starters

Include context as preferred! Obvious violence implied.

[GRIP] - Sender grips the receiver’s chin, forcing them to look at the sender.

[GRAB] - Sender grabs the receiver’s arm to pull them closer.

[FORCE] - Sender forces the receiver to sit in a chair.

[PUSH] - Sender pushes receiver forward roughly.

[PULL] - Sender pulls the receiver’s hair or a part of their body (specify for bald or nonhuman characters).

[CHOKE] - Sender grabs the receiver by the throat.

[PIN] - Sender pins the receiver against the wall.

[RESTRAIN] - Sender forces the receiver’s hands behind their back.

[PIN DOWN] - Sender pins the receiver against the floor or bed.

[CAGE] - Sender shoves the receiver into a cage or cell.

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kinky/rough smut prompts

CW: VERY NSFW! contains potentially uncomfortable kinks like bondage, cum play, knife play, sensation play, etc. feel free to combine prompts & change pronouns/descriptors as needed. put under a read more for viewing safety, & it’s also rather lengthy as well. written from the perspective of the sender — ‘my muse’ = sender, ‘your muse’ = receiver. !!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!!

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