omg...... you are the best at writing Karamatsu. Please. Please. I'm BEGGING you.... can you PLEASE write a Karamatsu x reader fic.....
I'm the best at writing Karamatsu?? Well, muffin... that is because I *am* Karamatsu himself!!
And so...
What you are asking me...
Is to write a self-insert fanfiction?? Heh.
I think I like the idea of that...
Of course... I must warn. This is not fiction, but a true and accurate account of my life!!
โ Edit โ And oh~~ Even though this is a real story, it is still rated "E" for "Erotic" ๐
Your heart is racing. A hot and cold sweat mix. Youโre staring up at yourself, wholly exposed and in the flesh. You can see the blush so deep and red over your face. For a massive mirror makes up the ceiling. And youโre laying there. On a bed. On his bed. Inside his mansion. Waiting for him.ย
It seemed like just a couple of hours ago you were screaming your lungs out in a sea of people, your ecstasy driving you to near madness as you waited for him to come on stage.ย
Thatโs because you were screaming your lungs out. For him. And he chose you. You, of all people!! โWhy did you pick me when everyone wants you?โย
โBecause you are my angel, my darling, my sweetie, my baby, and my kitten all in one~~โ he says as he steps into the master bedroom. Karamatsu Matsuno really just read your mind!! And now he was about to read your body tooโฆ
You turn your head to the side, starstruck by how raw and sexy he looks as he draws closer to the bedside. Heโs freshly showered, his spotless white robe draped over him so loosely, just waiting to be taken off. A sparkling, golden necklace rests over his collarbone that must have cost more than a planet itself.ย
He shakes his head softly, โItโs true. This necklace did cost a trillion-billion-catrillion-zillion dollars, but you are worth far more than it, baby.โ
You skip a breath. Your heartbeat skips. Your mind feels like itโs skipping. But he is there for you. To hold you. To comfort you.ย
โShh~~ itโs ok,โ he places his finger to your lips and climbs on the mattress next to you, โyou donโt need to say anything. I already know how much you love me. I can already feel that you see my greatness. So please, my darlingโฆ Let me make you feel as good as you are too.โย
The heat rises from your cheeks, spreading all over your face as he leans in and kisses you on the lips. A perfect kiss. The perfect amount of plush softness enveloping your own. The world is spinning, but it is bliss. It is his bliss.
Just slightly he brushes the tip of his tongue along the delicate curves of your lips. You shiver even though the blood flowing through your veins feels like itโs lava.
Karamatsu inches back, his eyes flashing so gorgeously at you. And somehow, sparkling star dust dance around his radiating gaze. So slowly he drifts the tips of his fingers over the robeโs rope. He pulls it loose and slides the garment open, revealing his flawless figure just for you. As if he were opening a portal to Paradise by undoing his robe. He winks, โLike what you see? Go on. You can look and touch. Touch me. Touch me. I know you want toโฆโ
And you do!! Oh God, do you!! You sit up all the way. Your skin makes contact. You sail your hands over his buff chest. Your hands are clammy, but he doesnโt mind. He shifts himself into your caress, encouraging you, so gently wrapping his grasp around your wrist.ย
โYour touch is like having hot cocoa on a cold winterโs day. Please, warm me up. Make me melt~~โ he directs your hands down from his chest, over his navel, and then between his legs.ย
You gasp at seeing, at feeling, just how big and impressive he is. And without hesitation you envelope your hand around his throbbing, meaty rod that is the size of a French baguette and thick as a can of Coke.ย
He presses his hips forward, and you know what you are to do. You start stroking him, pumping him like you are churning butter in the Middle Ages.ย
He moans, a sultry noise that sounds like it could be part of one of his top hits on the charts. โOh yes~~ Just like that. Youโre making Karamatsu feel so good,โ he tilts himself closer, running a hand through your luscious hair as he drags his tongue up your neck and to the shell of your ear.ย
You keep on pumping him like a Super Soaker. Heโs riding his hips into your polishing, and you realize you are doing the same with your own hips stuttering!! For he is performing a tango with his fingers around your wanting cavernโฆ
A sigh of pure pleasure escapes you. You wrap your legs around his waist. Tears boil at the corner of your hazy orbs and you beg him for more!! Feeling his fingers is not enough.ย
And he obeys. As Karamatsu knows all too well how powerful and amazing his love-rocket is!!ย
He gets out the Official Karamatsu Water Based Lubricant. Itโs so blue, sparkly, and pristine. Just like him. Itโs also so warm and inviting, just like him, as he pours some out and delicately slathers it over your puckering hole.ย
Just from that alone, fire spreads through every nerve ending within you, for the Official Karamatsu Water Based Lubricant is so magical, making everything feel so much intense. You arch your back, literally drooling to have him over you, inside of you, giving you his unmatched and spectacular spunk.ย
He slips inside. His passion staff is pulsing against your smooth walls. So silky and moist, like he has his baloney pony rubbing inside a bowl of lime Jell-O.ย
Itโs oh so good for the both of you as his flesh column hammers into you. So hard. So fast. So divine. Nothing but pure satisfaction circulating within you from him. Each breath you exhale is made up of searing delight, your voice sounding like a gasping chew toy being squeezed over and over in the 100 Yen Store.ย
Once more he claims your lips. This time more extreme. Your tongues battle for dominance.
He gives you a small chuckle inside your mouth before letting you breathe again, as you werenโt even aware you were holding your breath.ย
Heโs making you feel so wonderful, and you are moaning more, more, more!! Cries of rapture are between torrid words about how Karamatsu is the only one that can make you feel so good!! You tell him his thingy inside of you is invigorating, fantastic, and tremendous!! You understand, that at that moment, no one else has a better disco stick than him, and that he can give you his special Vitamin D any time he wants!!ย
Youโve been going at it for two months now, as Karamatsu is just so great, grand, wild. A true wizard of romance and pleasure personified!! Your whole body is trembling with burning zest, and it travels straight through him too!!ย
Heโs smashing his hips against you, so crazy like a rabid wolf yet soft and sweet as a gentle lamb at the same time!! Your lips as so swollen with his love as he switches between tender kisses and intense nips. Itโs all so intoxicating. Heโs all so intoxicating.ย
No part of you is left untouched or ignored by his hands of God. Heโs simply the best at every movement he does, big or small. Your skin is decorated in blemishes and marks of affection.ย
He could last for eternity servicing your sexual hunger for him if he wanted to, and he does, but he also must let you experience the peak of his glowstick of destiny!!
He clips your erect discoball nipples between his teeth, making you jolt and writhe even more. He circles his tongue around the nub and then whispers into your ear, โMy angel, my darling, my sweetie, my baby, and my kitten all in one, being inside of you is like being on top of a holy mountain that is covered in sparkling flowers. Itโs like breathing air without a single cloud of pollution. Itโs like becoming one with a serene breeze and floating through every cherry blossom tree on earth. It is sipping cool iced tea on a hot summer day!! It is becoming one with the glistening ocean!! It is like the softness of a new sweater. It is the delicious taste of fried chicken with a creamy cheese cake dessert after it!! Itโs like finding Heaven and everyone and everything is just me there~~ Please, let us share ultimate euphoria together. Cum with me. Cum with Karamatsu!! Let me baptise you with my Official Karamatsu Whipped Yogurt!!โย
You nod. Oh, do you know so quickly. Without question. You want him. All of him. You want him to gift you his Cream Oโ Matsuno inside of you!!ย
โOk, my angel, my darling, my sweetie, my baby, and my kitten all in one, are you ready??โ Karamatsu signals.ย
You are ready. Youโve been ready. You can feel his Totem pole of love give a final thrust and throb within your gooey honey comb core. And you cum. You cum together. Total gusto and physical felicity claim you both simultaneously!!
Youโre being filled up by Karamatsuโs Official Milky Batter!! And you know right now, that this is the meaning of life!! KARAMATSU IS THE MEANING OF LIFE!!ย
Blood no longer flows through you, but only him. Only Karamatsuโs immaculate High Fructose Porn Syrup flows through you now. Nowโฆ and forever.ย
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Hugging the flowers to your chest, you attempted (quite poorly, if you were being honest) to hide your flushed cheeks and pouty lips from the man before you, stuffing the lower half of your face into the petals and taking a deep breath. You couldn't deny the heavenly smell of the blossoms, your vision now slightly obscured by a mesh of various blue hues, the colour that you could only now associate with one person.
Karamatsu couldn't help but to watch you in silence, his dark eyes admiring the way your petite hands clasped themselves around the cut stems, your shoulders and clavicle exposed to the soft light filtering into the small space your dress, though now they were covered in dainty petals as you pressed the bouquet closer to yourself. His mind began to fill with all sorts of ways to describe your elegance and beauty, wanting to remove the white cloth covering his fingers so that he could run his bare fingers over your skin and tresses.
Clearing his throat quietly, he rid his mind of these thoughts as best as he could and licked his slightly dried lips, preparing himself to speak.
"Princess--"
"You--"
The both of you froze, Karamatsu's cheeks darkening at the sound of your voice chiming in alongside his, as did yours, though you were grateful you had the flowers so that he couldn't see this. With a small gesture of his hand, the prince urged you to speak first, to which you shifted uncomfortably in your place, eyes stuck on the flowers bunched in your hands.
"...You didn't need to bring a gift to speak with me, you know," you began quietly, the usual bite behind your words gone as you avoided your original sentence for the time being. "We're not the kind of royals who demand items in exchange for words."
"I am aware," Karamatsu smiled softly, hoping it would encourage you to keep talking with him the way you were doing so now. "Even so, I felt it was necessary if I am to convey these words to you."
"Which are...?" Oddly, your heart began to thud against your chest in anticipation, watching the way his hand moved to run lightly over his coloured streaks of hair before settling it over his chest, looking into your eyes with his rich brown orbs.
"I would like to become closer with you."
The words tumbling from his lips left you in surprise, eyes widening as he continued.
"The same way we did that day we travelled through the forest on horseback, I wish to do that again with you. I must admit, it felt nice to be able to bond with someone after facing so much rejection from other royals I have briefly acquainted..." A quiet huff of laughter left him at that.
"However, I understand that you do not wish to go through with this engagement, and I do not want to force you into yet another unfortunate circumstance," His words became softer, the smile on his lips becoming solemn at its corners as he lowered his gaze, hand pressing firmer against his chest. "So, even if we do not become close as husband and wife, then at the very least, having you as a friend would still warm my heart nonetheless."
Though his heart ached, he knew it would be for the best. Cutting things off earlier into whatever relationship the two of you had begun to form would be much easier, even if it was still painful for Karamatsu to do such a thing. Truthfully, he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to have to give up on you, but if it was something you wanted, he couldn't force anything. Love and friendship are delicate things, preciously moulded by the hands of those who are willing to move forward, and you...
"I don't want you to leave."
Karamatsu's head snapped up, mouth slightly agape as he questioned whether he had heard you correctly, or if he had imagined your words. The crimson staining the tips of your ears and dusting your shoulders told him otherwise. You couldn't meet his eyes, pointing them down towards the few books still laying open and your eyes catching onto the delicately coloured sketch of a baby pink larkspur, the layers bunching together like the skirt of a ball gown.
"I don't... want you to leave," you breathed, squeezing your eyes shut in hopes that it would help you concentrate on what you were saying and not on Karamatsu's twinkling eyes. "I'm sure you've realised this by now, but I'm not used to having such conversations anyone, not even my own parents... Vulnerability has made me weak in the past, and now I believe that becoming hostile towards others is just second nature to me."
A small lull in your voice came and went, ears sensitive to his quiet breaths, and you wondered if he was even breathing at all as he hung onto your every word.
"I know I can't hide away like this forever. I look like more of a coward than anything else, at this point," you sighed. "I know I don't deserve it, but if... if you could..."
This feeling inside of you was so foreign to you. It made you hesitant, made you scared, made you want to back out at the last possible moment, but you knew if you did such a thing you wouldn't get a chance like this ever again - and that thought hurt you more than you thought it would. Swallowing your shallow pride, you forced the words out of your mouth, ignoring that snide voice in the back of your mind telling you to give up already.
"If you could find it in yourself to forgive me for my actions... for what I've said to you... then maybe we could start this over. I want to be patient with you, the same way you have been patient with me."
"... As friends?"
Karamatsu may have been too hopeful, but he wanted to hear it from you nonetheless.
"... Wherever it goes, I don't think I would mind as much." You tried to stay nonchalant about it, though the sudden flush of heat over your skin at the sight of Karamatsu's broad and genuine smile made you fumble, and once you locked eyes, neither of you could bring yourselves to look away. Feeling bold, the prince raised both of his hands and placed them around your own, surrounding them with warmth, the sensation of his gloves brushing against your skin sending a shiver up your spine.
"Thank you, princess." He breathed quietly, the soothing baritone of his voice low for your ears only.
"F-For what?" you responded just the same, the fragrance of hydrangeas now surrounding you both, intoxicatingly sweet.
Will not hesitate to drop everything he is doing to snuggle and cuddle his s/o till the sun comes up.
Want to make this man melt into your arms? Hugs from behind.
Walk up behind him while he's cooking, admiring himself in the mirror, or doing whatever and just wrap your arms around his waist. Instant goo in your arms.
Gives strong, protective hugs
Kisses on your head and cheeks and runs his fingers through your hair and down your back.
Will sing to you or just talk about all the things he loves about you.
Loves to lay your head against his chest so you can hear his heart beating for you
Even after you fall asleep he will remain there until you either wake up or something absolutely important requires him to leave, but always hates doing so.
Here it is โกโก My present to you, all of my beautiful and perfect Karamatsu fans! A gift FOR YOU on my birthday, as I am a selfless man with nothin but love in my heart and want nothing more than happiness on this holiday โกโก
And I know that recieving another self-insert xreader fic from me is a priceless gift!
But wait~~ It gets even better!!
And what is better than a steamy Karamatsu self-insert xreader fic, you ask??
A steamy Karamatsu self-insert xreader fic WITH ART!!
But do be cautioned!! This artwork is VERY not work safe. Heh. It is EXTREMLY graphic AND REALISTIC with NOTHING left to the imagination in order to cast you pure excitement~~
And just like my previous fanfiction, this one is also rated "E" for "erotic"!!
Please~~ enjoy yourselves with this!!
Today is his birthday. Youโve lost track of how long youโve been fretting over what sort of perfect gift to give him, but you know you made the right decision. Youโre sure of it! For there is no better gift to give to Karamatsu Matsuno than the latest release of the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!ย
It is the 8th edition. The previous editions were glorious, but this new one was far superior in that every part of the jacket was garnished with zippers that made it look so extra-extra cool! Zipper teeth lined the cuffs and then traveled up the sleeves. Zippers decorated the lapel. More zippers embellished down the sides of the jacket then, both above and below the pickets. They were so awesome that they were sewed on diagonally. Then on the back, there were even larger zippers that criss-crossed into a cool โXโ shape!ย
The leather was dark. So very dark and cool too! It was beyond the quality of other typical black leather jackets. Because unlike other black leather jackets, this one had the echo of midnightโs call in that the black of this fine leather was pure black. A pure black, and not that of just being a very, very, very, very, very dark grey!ย
Then, the essence of the leather itself. It was WAY BETTER than any other leather jacket in existence, as it was so thick, sturdy, secure, and alluring (just like Karamatsu himself). It was crafted to withstand even the most feisty of winds upon the roads whilst on a just as cool John Travolta motorcycle!! This leather had a special scent as well. It radiated an aroma of mystery: something that couldnโt quite be pinned, but something that could make you feel high with bliss from one whiff of it. It made you feel like you were on cloud 9! A literal cloud!ย
So perfectly attached to the jacket were belts that hung and swayed from it at such the perfect composition. Crisp sterling buckles nested attached to the belts. The kind of buckle that would catch the sunlight and make it look like it was sparkling along with the zippers themselves.ย
Inside the jacket, the lining was not simply โliningโ. It was made of the finest material, as if it were sewed from the robes Jesus wore Himself. The inside of the jacket was a hidden world waiting to happen once Karamatsu would wear it. The jacket would whisper so gently against oneโs skin, yet have the power to create an explosion of excitement. Even putting your arms through the sleeves could feel like traveling through the most errotic tunnel of love!
There were inner pockets too. Several. Several pockets where each one acted like its own continent to the world that was this beauty of a coat. However, every single one of those pockets was placed there with such flawless intent and precision. Just like everything else about the jacket! Even the threading! Every stitch with a purpose! Every stitch being slightly visible, just enough to remind you that it was there and it was quality, tracing along seams like it was designed by God!
The tags were not excluded from this divine design either. The lettering in it was so immaculate, feeling like a signature that would forever be implanted upon your soul.ย
It was a jacket with a purpose that wasn't meant to merely be worn, but it was meant to, NEEDED TO, be shown off. It was made for Karamatsu Matsuno!
And you are, ready to give the John Travolta Leather Jacket by Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. all nice wrapped up in a giftbox for your man. For Karamatsu Matsuno! You wore a blue shirt.ย
The wrapping paper was blue, sequin, just for him!ย
You stand there at his mansion door house. You lift your hand. Your finger hovers over the doorbell. You press it. You wait. And wait. No answer?ย
You remember him telling you that you can come any time you want. That you are always welcomed inside. That you donโt need to ask. Because he loves you. Because he trusts you. Because he is your soulmate. You two are one, and there should be no barriers between you!
So you open the door and step in. You look around for him. Where is he?? You wander into the master bedroom. You gasp at what you see!
On the giant western bed with the mirrors above it on the ceiling, sits a cake. A huge, grand cake that seems just as giant as the giant bed! Itโs ten stories high, fancy and exquisite: its icing a soothing sky blue that is made up of edible glitter! A darker, sexy blue garnishes the edges of each layer. And an even darker and sexier blue that than decorates around the sides in the most intricate cursive design.ย ย
And finally, glittery blue roses are scattered on the cake in the most brilliant spots!ย
You gasp with a smile. Karamatsu must have ordered himself this beautiful cake! And it was, too, the cake was beautiful. But not as beautiful as Karamatsu himself!
You suddenly realize just how much your mouth is watering. The cake isnโt just a sight to behold, but its fragrance is also one to behold! The smell in the room is so sweet, like an Alcremie was just born!ย
Even better than a baby Alcremie, it smelled so good like Karamatsu himself!Oh, how you hope your perfect man will be here soon, because youโre so hungry for that cake! Youโre so hungry and curious what the filling is too! Could it be chocolate? Vanilla? Strawberry??
And suddenly, the magnificent cake starts to stir! โWhat is this magic!?โ you think! Then, your question is answered as to what the filling is! For it is neither chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, or even red velvet!ย
It is blue velvet!ย
As from out of the cake pops the man youโve been looking for! Your man! Karamatsu!ย
Heโs wearing nothing but his super cool sunglasses and a breathtaking blue sequin thong with his irresistible face on it. He spreads his arms wide, his eyes are in their most sexiest prime, and cake sensually coats his god-like body! โHappy birthday to me~~โ he says to you with a wink, so sexily brushing his fingers through his icing glazed hair.ย
You gasp again, cupping your hands over your mouth in a shock of arousal, accidentally dropping the gift wrapped John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. on the now-cake covered bed.ย
Karamatsu finishes climbing out of the cake, crawling towards you at the foot of the bed, through the succulent chunks of confection, โPlease, come celebrate my birthday with me. Let us embrace the way my parents did when they created me so that this day could happen! Shall we have some of this fabulous cake together, my Precious Pookie!โ
You nod and shyly gesture to the gift wrapped John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. on the bed, perhaps slightly embarrassed that you dropped it like that. Karamatsu assures you though, there is nothing to be ashamed about. Yet, now it is his turn to gasp as you bring his attention to the present.
โOh! My sweet Buttercup! You did not have to get me anything for my birthday, even though the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. would be like a second soulmate after you! I was being honest that the only thing I want for this deluxe day is your happiness thanks to me!โย
He picks up the present, tears forming at the corner of his eyes as he glanced between you and the box, โBut how rude it would be of me not to accept this after all the trouble I know you must have gone through to get it for meโฆโย
He undoes the blue ribbon and elegantly unwraps the box. And inside, there it isโฆ
The John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!
An exhilarated gasp emits from him this time as he pulls the coat out and holds it up, โGoodness!! It is the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!!โ the tears that were pooling in his eyes suddenly turn to literal sparkling stars that ascend up to the ceiling and illuminate the room with a heavenly brilliance.ย
He puts it on, and suddenly every parking ticket and HOA violation is null and void in the whole world. โOH WOW WOW WOW!! It is the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!! Iโm so surprised, my love!! You really didnโt have to do this for me!โ
So smoothly Karamatsu sits up on his knees and throws his arms around your shoulders. He purrs a sexy wolfโs growl into your ear and delicately pulls you on the bed with him. โMy Little Lamb, please let me thank you properly. I shall give you ultimate thanks, ultimate pleasure, while you are giving me the ultimate birthday gift simultaneously by letting me experience your pure ecstasy!!"
You embrace him, sharing a most sincere hug among the cake over the bed. But oh~ how sincere quickly becomes an intense hug, as there is no denying avid fervor when you have Karamatsu Matsuno there wearing just a thong and his brand new John Travolta Leather Jacket!!ย
A most tender moan escapes you as you feel him get a stiffy that is just for you. Your hands are already roaming around one another, (but you are mostly feeling around his jacket since you just canโt help yourself), and so you slide the tips of your fingers under the strap of his thong and inch it down.ย
He only has half a bonner and already heโs exceeding the length of a turkey baster! You instantly go to town, so turned on from him wearing that John Travolta jacket! You slide down and he shifts back, the movement so easy from the cakeโs sweet lubrication.ย
โCome on,โ he says with a smile, spreading the icing through your hair now, โI said I wanted to share this cake with you, babyโฆ So itโs time to enjoy it and all its glory, but especially the cream filling~~โ
You not without question and take his whole massive length into your mouth! It tastes so good. It always tastes so good every time! But this time was extra special because of that sparkly blue icing that is glazing so much around his royal hardness~
You suck on him without any imperfection at all. So good and so strong, like an Algae Eater to a fishtankโs walls! Heโs enjoying it so much, bucking his hips into your mouth and moaning your name with each breath he takes.ย
Every thrust he makes over your tongue intoxicates you more! Itโs the way he feels, the way he tastes with that cake, but most of allโฆ that leather scent of the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. mixed within this perfect display of love!
You pop him from your mouth and roll onto your back, letting the sweet cake smear around your beautiful figure further. You give him a look, and he knows. โI understand,โ Karamatsu says and climbs over you, โI shall let you have this creamy cake blueberry filling inside of you. I know you want me on top so that you can cling around me and feel this John Travolta jacket squeezed between your desperate fingers. Heh.โย
He mounts you. Sublime. He slides inside of you. All the way. Complete in size now and heโs as big, thick, and long as lamp post!! And he is illuminating you up as he nests his twinkling torpedo within your most sensitive wet walls.ย
Now you are moaning his name with every breath you take. The soft and moist sponginess of the cake is being filed between your bodies, the icing so sleek and sweet smothered along your skin. Every kiss you exchange with him tastes like heaven: blue velvet and the cool and awesome taste of Karamatsu himself!ย
He picks up a slice of the cake and eats it while never ceasing in issuing you his Love Thermometerโs thrill!ย
It all feels so good, especially the way youโre grabbing and clawing at the John Travolta jacket around him! In fact, the feeling of it among your palms is like having an extra Karamatsu Rod there to give you ten million times the pleasure~~~~~~~
You lean up and cup your mouth around his, exchanging some of that cake he wasnโt done eating between the 2 of you as your tongues play with each other.ย
He murmurs John Travoltaโs name and so do you, as the jacket is a super natural aphrodisiac. He swims a hand around on the mattress, getting all that icing and blueberry blue velvet cream over his fingers that he then rubs around your supple nipples.ย
He sits back then, and now youโre the one indulging in your full wolf wild side as you ride him up and down, your hips dancing on his thingie. He tilts his head, lapping his hot tongue over your freshly icing and cream coated nipples. โYou taste better than any cake, dessert, or anything ever in existence, my Amazing Angelโฆโย
You shake your head in disagreement, but he does not get insulated, as he knows there is one thing that tastes betterโฆ โAwh~ Of courseโฆ how could I disrespect the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!? For that is the most divine taste. Letโs indulge together, my Cupcake Kitten!โย
So gently he reaches his arm up, between the two of you, his hand on your shoulder. You start to lick and suckle one side of the jacketโs arm, and he the other. Itโs so amazing! Swinging on his Stimulating Staff while taking the taste of the leather jacket into your soul.ย
You and him are going crazy that it all feels and tastes so good! This is suddenly the point of no return now and you both are about to reach that exhilarating climax where the special white stuff comes out!
โLetโs do the Neither Region Sheeh together!โ he murmurs around his arm, โYou, me, and the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc.!โย
You are so ready and you trail your tongue up the side of his arm, as is he from his side, and meet with the kiss. An explosion of the finest tingles radiates inside of you. Starting from between your legs, through your waist, and then over every centimeter of your being as your special zone does an internal sheeh!
You have both reached the apex of passion, but Karamatsu stays inside of you, just gently and lovingly, holding you.ย
You gaze into his eyes. You know he can read your thoughts again.ย
So you know you donโt even have to say it out loud:
That today is Karamatsu Matsunoโs birthday. And you are so happy and grateful that he was born and exists here on this earth to bring about world peace. To give you the best sex ever. Because no one has a better pleasure-pole than him. You know he is a sextuplet, but he is far superior than his brothers (especially Ichimatsu)!
That is why he has a mansion, is a world-famous singer, and is the savior of the universe! That is why he deserves the John Travolta Leather Jacket from Akatsuka-Fashion Inc. for his birthday!
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"What do you think, dear?" Your mother turned to you with a smile. "A horse ride with your future husband sounds quite relaxing, don't you think?"
"It would be quite relaxing, if my future husband actually knew how to ride horses instead of betting on them," you replied flatly, staring right into the man's dark eyes. He met your deadpan look with a smug grin, corners of his mouth curling upwards.
"Touchรฉ, my love!" You grit your teeth at the pet name. "Although, I am quite certain you will enjoy the riveting show of horse racing just as much, with my presence by your side!"
"I'm sure she will come to enjoy a few games!" your father agreed. "I myself cannot deny the joy of horse betting."
"Wonderful story, father," you rolled your eyes. Standing up from your seat, you bunched up your skirts as you began making a hasty exit. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have more important matters to worry about," you turned back with a spiteful glare, "such as making sure my kingdom doesn't fall to ruins."
You never liked waiting for responses, and so you left with those final words hanging in the air. Your platter of food had barely been touched, but who could blame you? Your appetite was no longer with you after having to sit at a table with three people who you currently felt nothing but anger towards.
You didn't actually know what you were going to do after leaving the dining hall. If you were being honest, you didn't particularly feel like studying or reading -- you were sure that if you picked up a book, or any object for that matter, it would just end up being hurled at the wall.
Your stomach churned uncomfortably as you stalked down the large, empty hallways. Your footsteps echoed around you, too loud for your tastes. They rang in your ears like high-pitched white noise, never ending, ringing and ringing. It made your chest feel tight. Which you found odd; you were sure you hadn't worn a corset on this particular day.
Everything seemed to be doing a great job at ticking you off, so you took a sharp left instead of a right towards your quarters, heading for the garden. You paused in the glass doorway, eyes scanning over the tall bushes and bunches of flowers decorating the space. The large fountain could just about be seen in the distance, the moon above casting a glinting glow on its running water.
Taking careful steps down, you sighed heavily as your foot made contact with the gravelled pathway, the crunching stones muffling the sound of your heels greatly. You spotted a few guards patrolling the perimeter, each of them giving you a stiff bow before marching onward, their guns propped against their shoulders. You held your tongue this time as they passed.
It was dark, but not dark enough so that you couldn't see where you were going. A breeze swept by, but it's calming nature was lost on you. You slowed your quick pace down to a gentle walk, eyeing the delicately trimmed hedges that stood tall around you.
In most kingdoms, the hedges would be covered in roses, always deep crimson, and always blooming. You had always wondered if they were even real. You had touched their petals, but they didn't feel like silk; thy felt rough and fabricated. Empty, with no sense of care oozing from their centres. They were just as fake as the smiles others had sent your way, ever since you were young.
You raised a hand, stretching a single finger outward towards the flower. It's bleeding colours were darkened under the night sky. For a moment, you forgot that roses were red. This one looked black. Pure black, a darkened abyss, swirling and writhing, contorting into sneering faces. It swayed in the breeze, laughing and mocking you.
You returned your hand. Turning away, you headed towards the fountain, taking a seat on its marble ring. Your tiara was in your hands again. You could barely make out it's engraved designs. The cut gems had lost their flare. They were dull, now. They were nothing more than stones to you. Nothing special. Nothing unique. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
Amidst the trickling of water from behind you, a pair of footsteps sounded from nearby. You straightened your posture, replacing the tiara above your locks, glancing over to your right. A horrible glare graced your features when you saw who it was.
"Please, wait! Don't leave yet!" Karamatsu spoke first, hastening his walk into a jog to reach you. He looked like a lost puppy, eyes wide and brows upturned as he begged you through his dark orbs to stay.
'Pathetic.'
"Well? What do you want?" you snapped, crossing your arms over your chest as you turned your nose up in spite. The man took a deep breath, whether in relief or to calm his anger, you didn't care.
"Princess, I... Would it be alright if I sat with you here?" He timidly asked, a small smile on his lips. It wasn't the same one as before. You raised a brow.
"That's what you came all the way out here for?" You sighed heavily, standing from your seat. "I don't have to time to waste on the likes of you." You began walking away, annoyance rolling off of you in waves.
"No-- Wait!" He grabbed a hold of your wrist, harshly halting your movements. "I just meant that--"
"Don't you get it?" you whipped around, boring your hardened gaze into his own eyes. He flinched at the look. "You are nothing but a burden to me. I want nothing to do with you, and there is nothing you can do to change my mind!" your voice raised with each word, and you caught yourself before it could get any worse.
Taking a deep breath, you yanked your wrist out of his hand.
"I'm giving you one more warning. Leave by morning, if you know what's good for you." You turned away once more.
"...Do you really hate me that much?"
His voice was soft and gentle. No trace of anger was there in his words. Not even sadness. It was an emotion you couldn't quite identify. You turned to look at him. The moon shone down over him, casting a ghostly glow over his face.
He was smiling. Now you knew what it was. It was understanding.
"...I see," he bowed low to you, the same way he did when he first met you. "I bid you a goodnight, Princess. Sleep well."
You had no words. Nothing left your lips, although they were parted. You stared at him for a moment, then you turned and finally walked away. Reaching the steps back up the castle, you paused, the itching urge to look back one more time biting at you, but you fought against it.
You didn't care. You didn't care. You didn't.
The castle was quiet now. Your footsteps didn't bother you this time. The emptiness didn't disturb you this time. Your stomach was no longer churning. All was still. Was it always this quiet?
Reaching your room, you didn't bother to change out of your dress just yet. Instead, you moved towards you tall window in the dark, moving away the thick curtains. You sank to the ground, your skirts flattening out around you like a withering flower. You stared upwards, towards the moon.
A plain white disc in the sky. Greying in some areas. A soft, dark shadow surrounding its edges. The stars couldn't sparkle as bright as the moon. No matter what. The stars that hung in the night sky could never, ever, shine as bright as the moon.
You sat there, nails digging into your upper arms as you lost yourself in thought. The moon rose higher and higher. So many thoughts, and at the same time, nothing at all.
You did everything you could to avoid meeting the prince when he arrived, but it seemed that your parents were expecting this, and had knights placed around every corner of the castle in order to escort you down to the main gates.
You kept your face a blank slate as you stood between your parents, hands folded neatly in front of you, just as you were always taught. Your eyes were trained on a carriage glinting in the distance, slowly approaching.
"I hope you remember your manners, [Y/N]," your father muttered, barely moving as he addressed you. You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes, replying flatly;
"How could I, father? Especially after that little talk we had yesterday. I know my place."
"Just don't do anything out of order."
"You can trust me, father." You briefly turned to him, flashing a bright smile that didn't quiet reach your eyes โ not that he had the chance to notice that. "I may act rash, but have I ever gone against my word?"
He had no chance to respond, either, as the carriage had pulled to a stop in front of you, it's white horses shaking their heads with a huff. The driver of the carriage stepped off his seat, swiftly moving to the door and pulling it open with a bow.
"May I present Prince Karamatsu, of Akatsuka Kingdom."
Out stepped a man with a pale, rounded face and thick brows resting above his large eyes, his dark hair slicked back with a few rare streaks of royal blue running through the sides. His attire also had flashes of azure, fitting nicely against the white fabric. Except for the cape which he had draped over his right shoulder; it was covered in glittering sequins, practically blinding you all as it reflected the sun's light in multiple directions.
You hid your grimace well, though your brow twitched every now and then at his atrocious display. The man, Karamatsu, brought a gloved hand to his chin, eyes sweeping over your small royal family. His lips stretched into a cat-like grin, eyes lidded as he hummed triumphantly.
"It seems that I have arrived at my destination!" He pointed his hand towards the sky, posing dramatically. "Fate has led me down my destined path, yet it still stretches onwards! Where to, next? Our mortal minds will never know!"
His monologue was met with confused silence. You hated how the deep rumble of his voice raised goosebumps across your skin. Your fingers were gripping your palms in a white-knuckled grip, resisting the urge to pull out your hair. You hoped that now, your parents could see what kind of hell they were attempting to put you through.
It didn't take long for his luggage to be taken into the palace, a surge of maids carrying uncountable amounts of cases to his new sleeping quarters. Your parents showed him through to the main hall, having a pleasantly one-sided conversation with the prince whilst you followed silently from behind. Your father cleared his throat after a moment, plastering a polite smile on his face.
"Well, Queen Koume and I must get back to our royal duties. I can assure you that our servants and knights around the palace are more than able to aid you should you need anything, Prince Karamatsu," he bowed his head lightly. Glancing at you, he added, "Our daughter is also quite the intelligent child. I'm sure she will be more than happy to assist her fiancรฉ in any way she can." He pressed the last few words as he stared hard at you, lips thinning into a flat line as no response was given from you, not even a twitch of facial expression.
Your mother tugged gently on his arm, a warning look subtly sent his way as she smiled at her guest. "We shall see you at dinner later tonight, dear." With that, she led her husband away, disappearing round a corner and leaving the two of you alone. Instantly, the Prince was bowing low in front of you, almost comically so.
"I am truly blessed from the heavens above to be given such an opportunity to wed the most exquisite of flowers!" He took a gentle hold of your hand, bringing the back of your hand to his lips and placing a chaste kiss against your skin. You merely watched on with a slightly raised brow.
"Princess, I look forward to our future together!"
A moment of silence passed before you smiled softly.
"How sweet! I most certainly do not look forward to our time spent together, unfortunately!"
"Hm! As expected, my Princess is as kind as she appears! Soft and kind-hearted, youโ ..I'm sorry, what was it that you said?" His tone fell from confident to unsure in a heartbeat. You slowly allowed you smile to fall away into a scornful glare, the man's lips now pulled into a timid smile, sweat beginning to accumulate on his temple.
"It seems that you can actually listen to something other than your own voice," you sneered, crossing your arms over your chest. He tilted his head, confused and slight hurt flashing through his eyes. "This whole set up for our marriage is one of the worst things my parents could ever do."
You took a few steps forward, standing chest to chest with him and pushing a finger against him.
"Let me make this clear, your highness," you spat, "I, just like many other princesses across the region, don't want anything to do with you and your kingdom. If you had any sense with you, then I would expect you to be gone by dinner today, and to call off this god forsaken wedding the minute you arrive back."
You turned on your heel, snapping your fingers as you walked away, a grin spreading across your lips. The look of disbelief on his face was enough to assure you that he would definitely be taking your kind token of advice.
Behind you, a servant you had summoned was busy trying to coax a frozen Karamatsu to his room, his eyes locked onto your back as you grew further and further away from him, eventually disappearing from his view.
You spent the rest of the hours till evening reading in the library, making use of your secret corner hidden atop the bookshelves to catch up on the handful of novels you had picked up. Your mind had stopped thinking of the so-called guest that had entered your home while you were distracted, only to be reminded of his existence when your butler came to fetch you for dinner.
"Tanuki? Where is the Prince?" You asked innocently as you were led to the dining room. Your butler hummed thoughtfully.
"I am sorry, your highness. I haven't seen him since his arrival this morning. As far as I'm aware, he should be joining us for dinner this evening."
'Oh, I'm sure he won't be,' you thought giddily.
A set of tall doors were pushed open for you, the long table filled with food beckoning for you to take a seat. Only, you were stuck where you stood. Your eye twitched dangerously at the sight before you, your lips trembling as you struggled to keep them shut so as not to scream in frustration.
He was sat there, happily chatting away with your mother as your father laughed at something he had said. His eyes locked into yours, the air stilling for a moment before his smile widened, gesturing for you to come take a seat.
"Good evening, Princess! I'm sure that the food will taste ten times better now that we have been graced with your presence!"
He winked at you from across the table as your chair was pushed in. The grip on your utensils tightened considerably. A voice in the back of your mind was becoming louder and louder, drowning out the talk around you.
You had underestimated him, it seems.
'No matter.'
You pierced a morsel of food harshly with your fork.
'This just means I can resort to harsher methods.'
The letter crumpled between your fingers, your grasp becoming too tight for the fragile thing. Your angered steps echoed through the empty hallways as you made your way to the main throne room, bursting through the door despite your butler's worried cries.
"What is the meaning of this?!" you seethed, waving the pale paper towards the two lone figures in the room. A heavy sigh resonated from your father as he pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.
"[Y/N], you are of age to be married. Of course we had to choose a suitable groom for you--"
"I know that!" you cut him off. "But that isn't what I'm talking about. Out of all the kingdoms we have alliances with, you picked this one?!"
"They made us an offer, [Y/N]. You know that we must do what we can to protect out kingdom!" your mother spoke next, furrowing her brows in worry. She glanced at her husband, who's lips were set in a firm, solemn line.
"And you must know that each of those six princes are utterly useless when it comes to ruling a kingdom! Why do you think none of them have been married off yet?"
"[Y/N], that's enough." your father stood from his throne, straightening his regal robes as he offered his wife a hand, carrying her down the set of high steps and heading for the door you had entered through, sweeping past you. You spluttered, the letter forgotten in your palm as you hardened your hold.
"But father--!"
"There is nothing else to discuss!"
The annoyed tone of your father's words hung in the air dangerously, like icicles waiting to drop.
"By now, one of the Matsuno sextuplets will have been chosen and is being sent here for twelve months. You will behave yourself and treat him as your future husband, and that, is, it. There is nothing you can do to change anyone's minds."
He turned to you, eyes full of stern resolution, locking onto your horrified glare.
"Am I understood?"
He didn't move an inch as you stayed silent, lowering your head as you spat out the words through gritted teeth.
"...Yes, father."
You burned holes through the ground as your parents walked away, the final closing of the doors telling you that you were completely and utterly alone. You grasped the letter between both hands, ripping it apart in a fit of bubbling anger, the fragmented remains scattering across the marble floors.
Storming away to your room, skirts raised above the ground so they wouldn't slow you down any further, thought after thought trickled to your mind, only serving to fuel the fire growing in the pit of your stomach.
Akatsuka Kingdom. Known for its power, as well as the rare phenomena that was the six princes, all identical sextuplets who were born into the royal family. Many thought they would assist the kingdom in growing stronger, using their princely wits and charms to raise their power.
Instead, they all became well known for their immense stupidity and lack of interest in becoming King and inheriting the throne from their parents, let alone marrying into a wealthy royal family, such as your own.
You slammed your bedroom doors shut, breathing heavily. Now, somehow, you were destined to marry one of them? Was this fate's cruel way of messing up your future? Slowly, you reached a hand up to the tiara resting haphazardly on your head, removing it and holding it to your eyes. The jewels encrusted into the gold linings reflected your scowl back at you, distorted and warped hideously.
From a young age, your mind had matured a lot quicker than your body. You were more interested in learning about how to be a perfect ruler than the other snobby royals and lords you had met over the years. You had always longed to find someone of the same mindset, in hopes that they would aid you in strengthening your own kingdom.
But now, everything was falling apart right in front of you, and you apparently had no say in the matter.
The tiara fell from your fingers, rolling across the ground with a clatter. You didn't care where it was. You slid down against the door, head cradled in your hands.
What would you do now? What now? What now? What. Now?
The answer seemed obvious, too obvious at first.
You raised your head, glaring at empty air, barely registering how dark the room had become. The setting sun glinted dangerously through your windows, lighting up your eyes in a raging fire that had suddenly exploded from withing you.
You couldn't cancel the wedding. But no one ever said that they couldn't. All you had to do was keep pushing, and pushing, and pushing, all the way to their breaking point. Then they would leave, and you would be at peace. You would have him gone no sooner than he arrives.
A malicious grin crossed your lips as you carefully stood up, picking up your tiara off of the ground. You twirled the headpiece between your fingers, the dark shadows in the dimly lit room casting a sinister aura over your form.
You huffed a silent chuckle. It was ironic, really. Your kingdom was known for its everlasting beauty, filled to the brim with flowers and greenery that attracted others like a bee to its nectar. However, it's as the old saying goes...
