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THIS IS A DARK CONTENT BLOG! Age 21+.

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Rules: I advise you to click away now if dark content is not your cup of tea. There is an ample amount of cozy and healthy interactions over on @takami-takami for you to peruse if you do not wish to see this type of content. Do not open the dead dove bag if you don't want to see the dead dove!

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Please do not follow this blog simply because you are curious but you have a feeling it will trigger you. Take care of yourself. Utilize your self boundaries!

As this is dark content, all characters portrayed will be OOC. This is inevitable, as Hawks is a good boy and would never actually do these things!

Possible topics discussed:

⤷ dead dove: do not eat with regard to the tags, sacrilege, yandere, dubcon, noncon, hard kink/bdsm, cnc, manipulation/mindbreak, stepcest

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Um, you’re not able to cum easily? Well, duh. That’s just your body’s way of prioritizing his pleasure. It’s a sign that your body knows that this isn’t about you. This is about making sure he’s satisfied as the focus of all this, and that you can provide for him first as his precious little spouse. Besides, never having an orgasm and only edging means you get to feel even more helpless and desperate for his cock, which is sure to make him happy!

Oh, you cum too fast or too much? Well, of course you would. That’s your body’s way of welcoming Keigo to have his fun with you. Of course you cum quickly on his cock. Your body knows it was meant to take him, to service him, and is rewarding you for giving that to him.

His big, firm hands holding up your body. Your hiccups and giggling is shooting straight to his cock. Fuck, you’re vulnerable. He should take care of you. That’s his job, isn’t it?

Of course, Keigo will tuck you in, holding you at arms length when you try to pull him down into bed with you, down to hell, mumbling about how hot he is and how badly you want him. Your bare leg is brushing against his thigh, and it’s almost a reflex how quickly he turns his body away so you won’t feel his hard-on.

It’s not a sin just to look. He’s not touching. If Keigo happens to top up your glass a little faster after he uncovers that night that he has this little fetish, it’s not something you notice. He’ll sip his glass and watch you out the corner of his eye, taking careful note of how slowly you descend into perfect exposure.

What if it’s just the chase? Oh, he just so loves the chase. But there’s something different than that, something more underneath. He can’t quite place it.

Until he has you. And he realizes that feeling he had, that longing… It was homesickness. Keigo’s never felt homesick before. A stray dog, an alley cat.

And now that he has you, that feeling in his chest morphs into something new. Something better.