NAH,

KINKTOBER DAY TWO

無惨 - “A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL”

not in a million suns would anyone believe that mūzan kibutsuji would tolerate a human by his side, until you came along - you put those 5 ex wives to shame. women who could not bare such a demonic nature they’d cut their mortality short. pathetic. they were no match for a king.

a disciplined man devoid of empathy, a man who has no regard for human life as he lacks genuine affection. so why was he so keen to you? a beauty like yours, a beauty comparable to a million moons must be a liability. this was amusing. amusement is all it will be.

there was one problem, however. you were human. you wouldn’t be able to live through twelve thousand lunar cycles like he could. you could reach the end of a timeless existence. muzans relationship was humans was that of a predator and its prey, his only obsession being perfection and immortality. he did not love you.

which was apparent because now, he was fucking you like he hates you

he was fucking you into the bed, watching you writhe beneath him. he slid two fingers in your mouth spreading your lips while you cried out under him. he was fucking you like you served no other purpose then to please him. your walls were gripping him and he slammed into once more, erupting a moan from your body. “stay silent. you wouldn’t want anyone to hear how much of a slut you are, now would you?” he says softly, his tone a fatal whisper. you give him a subtle shake ‘no’, any words choked out

he’ll watch you squirm, he’s listening to your pleas and begs fucking his cock deeper into you with every thrust - he was pushing limits you didn’t know could be pushed. he was enjoying this in more ways you could imagine, the pleasure, the pleasure and pain he was inflicting you. he enjoyed how pathetic you looked. how pathetic he made you look.

you were reaching your climax, you were on the brink of orgasm, almost seeing stars until - he slips out. leave your hole clenching around nothing, a empty, aching feeling inside you. he’s listening to your pleas and your begs and returns just a laugh. he slips back in and bottoms out in one thrust, allowing your release with his soon to follow. he didn’t do it because he was feeling charitable, but your cries and swollen eyes unseemly.

he slides out of you, making a wet plop sound. his seed leaking out of you, taking a particular delight in your beautiful yet tired appearance. his tone is a cold authority “so wasteful.” before he swiftly uses his two fingers to push his seed back into you

this is for u. yk who u are.

kinktober day one

“SEX IN VAIN VEIN”

sum. vampire geto goes fucking animalistic for ur pussy

assignments were due, work had to be done and you swore to yourself you’d keep your composure but your hypothalamus had other plans initiating a lethal amount of high-cortisol signals through your body.

of course, you’re being hyperbolic - however that didn’t stop the instinctive need to bite your lip every-time you felt stressed, work was piling up and everytime you flipped a page, the more oblivious you were to the blood drawing from your lips.

this awoke something primal from your boyfriend sitting less than five feet away from you. the glint in his eyes was hungry ravenous. a vampiric equivalent to raging sex hormones.

he smashed his lips onto yours and with every lick and suck it felt he was trying to savor your cherry flavored lipbalm and that metallic crimson all at once. his bloodlust was beyond you - the animalistic response to your blood, the taste equivalent to copper pennies was never understood but geto loved it all too well.

in a matter of minutes, clothes were on the floor, sparing nothing leaving your panties on. he’s panting and needy, peppering kisses all over your neckline before sliding his two fingers of the thin piece of cloth. soaked cloth. “so wet for me” he spoke gently. geto was bare, hovering on top of you. his thick cock was leaking with every swipe, large vein down the middle and an especially pretty pink tip.

he had you pinned, moved the soaked cloth aside and in one thrust bottomed out with a plap! he was relentless, his thrusts getting more primal every times he slapped against your ass. suguru sunk his fangs into your neck, drinking from you with greedy gulps. the mixture of his mean, hard thrusts and his fangs deep in your neck was a sexier combination that you’d liked to admit.

his cock was thick and unyielding, every movement a stretch. “do you like this baby?” he speaks with a grin on your face, his teeth tainted with your blood.

you’re unable to answer, your words are incoherent and you can only let out a string of moans. he grounded his hips against your ass in a possessive, rapid speed. his thick cock was abusing the inside of your pretty pussy. a wave of intense pleasure was washing over your fuck . “fuck suguru, mgonna’ .. mgonna cum.!!”

you came all over his cock, and he came soon after on your stomach. he laid down next to you, sweaty, breathless but still loving.

this was made before the release of nodkrai

you still remember that day - the day that kryryll flins left for his job. he was a lightkeeper, a warrior. you’d remember when he’d pepper you with kisses before he left and told you everything would be okay, that’s he’d come back just fine.

he’d send you letters every month and a half, sometimes longer. he’d update you and tell you things like he’s fine or that he’s got a lead, but suddenly it goes dark. he’s radio silent and you don’t hear from him in months. more months pass and worry begins to claw at you from inside. is he okay? why hasn’t he written? what the fuck is happening in nodkrai? and then there he is, he’s on your doorstep, he looked exhausted, disheveled and his eyes were wide - looking at you.

“flins,” you whispered “flins, what happened?”

he’s shaking his head, eyes closing and you can’t decipher what anything means and all you want for him is to just talk. his expression was bleak as he puts his palms up to cup my cheeks.

“my team,”

“my warriors,” he mumbled

“they’re dead.”

it was silent. too silent i could see the pain on his face.

“the abyss, they- they killed the lightkeepers.”

tears leave his eyes one by one, he removes his hands fro my face and holds your tightly.

“i couldn’t save them.” he spoke.

“i couldn’t save them and they gave me a fucking medal,” he cried out.

“kryryll, it’s not your fault.” you whispered softly. you couldn’t do anything to ease him but pull him into your soft embrace. hold him tight and wish it’ll make the war come to an end but you know it’s not plausible.

now, months later, kryryll still paces around that graveyard with his light, still twitches in his sleep and you’re afraid you can’t help him

i honestly don’t know what this is so don’t ask, i just had an idea based off the lore and my fingers just went to typing sorry if it’s bad

your sweet sweet boyfriend nanami is always so gentle. fucking making love with you every night, wiping the beads of sweat off your head as he thrusts deeper and deeper .

you thought, whats the harm in trying new things ?

and now your face down in the bed, his arm is around your neck and those once gentle thrusts turned into brutal, rough ones. he was slamming into you at a rapid pace, grabbing your chin with his spare hand. “are you okay?” he spoke softly, a contrast to his rough actions. you nodded and he quickened his pace, balls slamming against your ass as he tightening his flexed arms grip on your neck

your a mess under him, jumbled moans, sweaty body. and on top of that, kentos stamina was not depleting soon. he was piping your pretty little pussy for thirty straight minutes now and none of your words were rendered comprehensible. he moved his hand from your chin and put it between your legs. “fuck, fuck baby you’re so tight.” kento moved his fingers and rubbed your already sore pussy to add to the pleasure that you were feeling.

your walls were gripping him, slamming into you as he hits that little sensitive spongy spot. “im gonna come,” kento spoke lazily. he came inside your pussy, pulling out soon after. strings of cum dripping out of you as he uses his fingers to push some back in you follow his ecstasy. you were seeing fucking stars

i guess you guys would opt to try out new things more often

idk how to feel ab this

whatever you do, don’t tell geto suguru you’ve never came before. don’t tell geto suguru no man has ever gotten you to that point because then, then it becomes a challenge. a prophecy he must fulfill.

you were propped up bare beneath him, breathless with your lips parted. every groan he’d make when he’d stare at your body contributed to the wetness pooling in between your thighs. you squeezed your thighs shut but he noticed. of course he noticed. he slid his down to his pants, fumbling with the button before unzipping and throwing his pants to the side. he removed his boxers, revealing his long - thick length. his tip with a sweet shade of pink, dripping precum. instinctively you go to grab it, but he pins your arms backward and begins placing kisses on your neck. “let me please you” he muttered while his cock rubbed against you.

your whimpers and soft noises fueled him more, rubbing your bare pussy with his cock before slowly sliding it in. he inched into you, the disgusting squelches of your intimacy making his breathing ragged and uneven. he inched deeper and in one thrust, he bottomed out. “mggm.. fuck.” he used one hand to rub circles on your clit, muttering dirty nothings into your ear like “you like that baby?” with his rough thrusts and his fingers on your cunt brought immense pleasure, you were an intelligible mess. his thrusts became violent, your walls clenching around him and he slammed into you rougher and sloppier. your pretty little pussy was gripping him, squeezing him for all he’s worth. “s-suguru-!” he groaned, every time louder. his hips slammed into you, gripping your thighs harder. “s-sug-mm’gonna cum-“ you felt that tingling sensation, that mini explosion in your body. you released all over his cock, and he came soon after.

i guess geto suguru was the chosen one

omgdddh sorry i have been kind of inactive recently,,

| diluc ragnvindr, vaginal sex,

fingering, !fem reader, aphrodisiac

he’s already your boyfriend. |

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you and diluc ragnvindr had a specific commission from katheryne to clear a domain south of springvale.

in a swift array of movements, you gripped your sword finishing off one of the last set of enemies, seeing them turn into ash in seconds. you walked up the stairs breathing heavily, wiping off beads of sweat from your forehead when you turned around to see diluc in a flushed and breathless state. “diluc?” you muttered, surely fighting these small mobs couldn’t have been that tiring.

diluc looks up at you, his eyes drunk on desire. he shoots you a glare that’s a terrifying, the kind of stare that has you trembling with anticipation. his pupils were dilated. “fuck-it feels like i’m losing my mind,” he laughs shakily. that’s when you realized, the subtle hints he’s been giving you - he’d been hit with an aphrodisiac.

your chest heaving up and down, your chest slightly glistening in your tank top due to the sweat was affecting him way more than it should be at his moment. your teasing grin not helping the situation. his mouth curving into a smile, he pounced out you - giving you rough, sloppy kisses. “fuck baby, i can’t control myself.” you were pressed up against the tree, dilucs kisses traveling from your lips to your neck. he spread your legs open and rubbed your clothed pussy. you were so fucking wet, you were aching for him.

“so fucking wet for me,” he groaned - not helping the situation in his pants. his desires were consuming him, removing your pants with urgency and unbuckling his.

you took your tank off and unclasped your bra, the sight of you bare with only panties on driving him insane. he analyzes you, you’re bare body like it’s something he never wants to forget. with a swift movement of his fingers he removes your panties. your pretty little pussy aching for him.

“fuck, i need you.” he muttered

“so take me.” you said firmly.

that’s when he snapped, he took his cock out his boxers. precum was leaking out of it and the tip was pink and swollen.

with one thrust, he bottomed out, and started plunging into you rocking his hips back and forth. “you’re so tight, fuck. baby you feel so good.” you could only moan out in pleasure, from how hard and deep he was going. the smell of sex filled the air, and the sound of skin slapping filled the domain. his balls we’re slapping against you with every thrust.

“d-diluc, i’m- i’m gonna cum.” you moaned, gripping onto his shirt tighter.

your walls gripped his perfectly, as if your body was made for him. with your release would come his after. “mmf- i’m- fuck, i’m going to cum!” he groaned, with his thrusts becoming deeper and sloppier. he grabbed your hand from off his shirt and held it simultaneously with his release. thick, white hot strings of cum were spilling out of you, he took of his shirt and used it as a means to clean you up before helping you put your clothes back on.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ this was made before the release of nodkrai

𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ this is my first ever piece of writing i’ve ever published, so please be kind .ᐟ.ᐟ might delete

KRYRYLL FLINS has been isolated for a large portion of his life, due to the fact of his affiliation with a strong combative unit in snezhnaya called the lightkeepers that help fight the abyss. upon meeting you - it took a while, but he let down his walls. he trusted you. he cared for you and showed a version himself not even he knew he had.

and there you were, running outside your small home in mondstatd. interrupting your reading after the mailman had came to deliver all letters and packages to their respective mailslots. you rush and open the cover and take out all the mail that’s been sent to you, hoping for anything from him. you were expecting his letters, and worry filled you due to the lack of communication. you haven’t heard a peep from him in twelve and a half weeks, you don’t even know as much as where he is - what he’s doing - and most importantly if he’s okay. you sift through the letters like a madwoman, looking for his signature, a sign of him, anything at all. you sigh deeply at the letters, nothing from him. the blades of grass sparked in the sunlight, the breeze caressing your skin like a delicate touch, but nothing compared. it all felt superficial without hearing from flins.

you take slow steps back into your home, entering back in gloomy and let down. you stand there for a couple seconds and as you go to lock the door it resisted - the door opened and you stepped back.

it was flins.

it was kryryll flins.

“i wrote to you.” he spoke, holding a stack of letters all tied together by a hairtie, my hairtie. he stepped in closer, his clothes ragged and his hair messy. “it was impossible to send these out from the cemetery near the lighthouse i was out,” he muttered softly, using his spare hand to cup your face.

“i was so afraid,” you muttered softly, staring right into his yellow eyes. he was quiet, unusually so but it wasn’t uncomfortable. he was looking at you with a pained look on his face. he whispered, “i’m sorry.” but it wasn’t his fault. you leaned into him, your noses touching and eyes closing. he puts his hand around your waist to pull you closer, his fingertips on my skin giving me a strange sense of warmth. our lips connected, and it was passionate, a mixture of desire and longing. he breaks apart from the kiss from a second before smashing lips onto yours, rougher and needier.

what turned into a cute reunion turned into a sensual and steamy interaction, his hands were roaming my body moving lower and lower from my waist each time. he slides his hand up my skirt and across my clothed warmth, causing a small moan to leave my lips. “you’re already so wet for me,” he says through the kiss rubbing me in a quietly mocking tone. the embarrassment wasn’t hidden in my face. he pushed me onto the couch before tugging on my panties. you give him a nod of approval and he uses one hand to take off your panties while he positions his head between your thighs. he tongue flicked your clit, he slid a finger inside whilst lapping at your slick folds - the noises were lewd, his fingers making a disgustingly attractive squelching sound as you tightened around his fingers. he was plunging them inside you in and out as he licked your pretty little pussy. you were soaked, and you could barely keep your composure. kyrill put both his tongue and his fingers against my soaked pussy and it feels as if the earth has stopped spinning on its axis “mm’gonna, fuck m’gonna cum.!!” you said breathily. “cum for me baby,” the purple haired light keeper said deeply. the combination of physical sensations consumed you and he led you to release onto his mouth and fingers. you dissolved into the pleasure. flins took his fingers out of you and got up to clean you up along with grant a glass of water he came back next to you and wrapped around you