#bottom!blade

You let it grip onto you with a painful force, bruising you in beautiful ways.

His essence drowns you. His whole being suffocating you in some sadomasochistic affection. You absolutely revel in it. 

His violence gets swept away as easy as a leaf in the wind when you utter such soft sweet words to him. Your mere presence soothes him with such ease, the way he is willing to give anything and everything for you, he doesn’t just adore you. He’s practically infatuated. 

Everything about him wraps around you. His presence, his scent, his body. Everything.

And as you kiss his naval, pressing soft yet firm kisses all the way down to his sex, the thighs hanging on your shoulders tremble. Your hands caressing his hips, teeth biting into his supple thighs. 

Breathy moans sound like symphonies as you slide your tongue between his folds. Wet squelches echo in the room as he rolls into your face, his lower lips fluttering as you switch from softly sucking and kissing his clit to caressing his cunt with your tongue.

Blade lets out a soft cry as he feels his slick practically leak like a damn faucet. Your hot breath brushing against his sopping heat and his bite ridden thighs has him going crazy. Your praises muffled as he grips your hair, thighs clenching around your head as you make him feel so fucking good—

Strained chants of your name as whimpers and moans slip out of his lips cheer you on. Your hand caressing the bandage on his right thigh as you press your tongue against his throbbing clit. Your other hand slips down as you graze your tips against his slit.

You always seem to know what to do to drive him insane. He can’t imagine doing this with anyone but you, the pleasure and bliss you give him is something he never wants to let go. He can never let you go.

Your painful tenderness is so unfathomably sweet, his broken body and soul is so carefully put together by you. He knows he hasn’t done anything to deserve you, you’re too good for him, he knows that. 

But when you’re doing this, showering him in praise, loving him in ways he never knew were possible, he can only devote himself to you. He loves everything about you.

And when you pepper firm, wet kisses on his pretty clit, your fingers plunging into his sopping hole, stretching him out so comfortably as his warm walls clench down on your fingers, he only grips on to you tighter.

You groan as he tugs at your hair, but your actions don’t cease. Blade’s thighs keep trembling, the soft, scarred flesh pressing flushed against your head as his moans grow louder, his rutting hips growing more sloppy, erratic as his orgasm approaches. 

Hoarse “ah ah ah”s and sultry whines leave Blades bitten, bruised ridden lips as his thighs clench up. Your fingers keep thrusting, your tongue slipping in from time to time. Your lips and tongue playing with his clit teasingly. Gripping his thigh, you pull him closer.