#tw teasing

“Eat my pussy, slut.” Althena ordered. I licked my lips as I gazed at her pussy. Even in the dim light that was coming through the blinds, her pussy was glistening. I wanted to just dive right in, but I needed to warm her up… to tease her. 

I started by kissing her thighs, occasionally sucking on the soft flesh as I made my way inwards. When I finally reached the apex of her legs, I avoided her pussy, moving up to give the same attention to her hips and stomach. I smiled at the moans she made and the feeling of her thighs between my fingers. Her pussy throbbed as I lived and nipped at her stomach. I wanted to bury my grace between her legs so badly, but something made me hesitate. If I tase her more, will she be even rougher with me? I loved when she was rough, so I wanted to see if I could provoke her. I nipped at the skin right above her clit. Althena’s hand gripped my hair and pushed my face down, holding it there. There was nowhere to go. 

“I said, eat my pussy, not lick me everywhere but my cunt, stupid slut.” She half-growled. I suppressed a smile and did exactly as she said. I kissed her pussy and buried my face deeper between her thighs. My nose occasionally brushed her clit. Her taste filled all my senses, making my already foggy brain even more hazy. My pussy was burning with need. I pushed my thoughts about myself to the back of my mind and focused on Althena. I would love to use my fingers, but she didn’t want that at the moment. She just wanted my mouth, so I pulled every trick I knew. 

At first, I couldn’t tell if I was doing well, but once Al gripped my hair tighter I knew. I smiled against her pussy when she closed her thighs, trapping my head. I stuck my tongue as deep as I could between her lips and used my whole mouth to put pressure on her mound. The bridge of my nose was carefully putting pressure against her clit. Her nails dug into my scalp, thighs squeezing my head even tighter. My jaw was starting to get tired, but my pussy was on fire. I wanted to make her cum. 

I could feel her getting close. I kept going, even though my jaw was tired. The feeling of being trapped, held in place by her hands and incredible thighs made me soaking wet. I needed to make her cum, to let her use me to get off. I’m a good slut. 

I gasped at the sudden release of pressure when Al unclenched her thighs and again when she yanked me to my feet by my hair. My body was tingling with arousal and only grew when Althena bit and sucked at my bottom lip. I whimpered with the loss of contact when she pulled away from my lips. My eyes fluttered open and I saw her grinning at me. The glint in her eyes made me even wetter. 

“Fuck you’re fun, slut.” She whispered. She sat back on the bed, grinning, and looked me up and down. 

“Get on the bed.” She ordered. I did as told, my gaze fixed on her. I sat next to her with my legs folded to the side. Al shook her head, and motioned for me to lay back. I did as she said and spread my legs. She kneeled over me, placing a single finger on my throat. 

“Please…” I begged, my pussy twitching 

“Please what?” She raised a brow. 

“Please touch me, I need it so bad.” I begged. Al grinned, then traced a line down my torso. My eyes fluttered closed as a shiver ran through me. My skin was erupting with goosebumps in the wake of her touch. I moaned when her finger finally brushed against my pussy, my eyes going wide. 

“I barely even touched you and you moaned that loud?” She asked and I blushed. 

“We’ll have to do something about that.” She said. She stopped teasing me, bringing her fingers to my mouth. I opened my mouth and licked her fingers clean. 

Once they were clean, she started moving off the bed but stopped when she glanced between my legs, her eyes going wide for a second. 

“You’re wearing a plug.” She said and I nodded with a blush. 

“Was that for me, or you?” She asked with a smirk. 

“A little of both…” I answered quietly. Althena gently tapped the plug and I hardly stifled my gasp. She grinned and stepped off the bed, opening one of her drawers, and pulling something out. My eyes widened when she sat back on the bed, holding up a short, thick dildo with a square base and straps attached to it. 

“This should help you stay quiet.” She said. 

“You think you can handle it?” She asked and my eyes widened more. 

“You mean in my mouth?” I asked shocked. 

“I could get a ball gag or something if you don’t think you can handle it, but I think you’ll enjoy it.” She said. I gazed at the dildo and swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. My mouth started watering as I stared at the thick fake cock, my pussy was already a hopeless mess. I looked back up at Al and nodded. 

“I want to try it.” I said and she grinned. She shifted on the bed and spread her legs, patting the spot between them. I crawled over to her and kneeled between her legs, but she shook her head and twirled her finger around. I turned away from her and backed up until her hard nipples were pressed against my back. I shivered as her fingers ghosted up my back, making my pussy twitch. 

“I’m gonna secure the gag, okay?” She asked and I nodded. 

“If you have any issues, tap my leg three times.” She said and I nodded again. 

I watched as she brought the gag around in front of me. I knew the dildo was smaller than any other dildo I’ve seen, but it looked way bigger this close. I parted my lips and she slid the dildo into my mouth until the square base touched my lips. The cock almost went far enough back to make me gag, but it mainly just stretched my jaw. I blinked when I realized I was massaging it with my tongue. My face grew hot and I was happy Althena couldn’t see. She pulled on the strap, pushing the dildo into my mouth just a bit harder. I nearly moaned when I felt her buckle the gag, leaving me unable to talk. 

“Get on your hands and knees.” She ordered. I did as she asked and she moved off the bed again. I heard the drawer open. I didn’t hear her come back and moaned around the gag when I felt her push against my plug. 

“I want to see how big it is.” She said. I moaned as she gripped the plug’s base, brushing against my ass. 

“Ready?” She asked and I nodded. I moaned louder when she pulled on the plug. I clenched on reflex but relaxed as soon as I realized. The plug stretched my tight muscles for just a moment before slipping out. My eyes fluted and my pussy twitched as the sudden change. 

“Aww, it’s a cute little one.” She cooed. Little? I only had three plugs, but that was the biggest one I owned. 

“I think you can go a little bigger.” She said. My eyes widened at the thought of something bigger in my ass. A moment later a slippery finger pressed against my slightly gasped asshole. 

“Wow, you’re sensitive back here aren’t you, slut?” She asked and I moaned when she added another finger. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your ass is nice and lubed up before I put your new plug in there. Then I may just play with this slutty little pussy of yours.” She said and I moaned. Both at the desperation and arousal of her words. I almost fell onto the mattress, but somehow kept myself up. 

It was harder and harder to do so as she worked her fingers in and out of my ass. She even hooked her fingers around the rim a few times, making me moan into the gag. Even with the dildo blocking most of the noise, I still blushed at how loud it sounded to me. My pussy quivered as I felt my wetness dripping halfway down my thighs. 

I whimpered when her fingers left my ass without warning. This time I did fall onto the bed, sticking my ass even higher into the air. Al’s soft chuckles sent a shiver through me. 

“Such a needy little slut. You really do need something inside you, don’t you? Something to stretch your little hole?” She asked and I half moaned, half whimpered into the gag as I nodded my head. She laughed again and then felt her weight leave the bed. I heard the drawer open again and a few things being moved around. A moment later and her weight was back on the bed, her hands brushing against my ass. 

“I want you to relax. Be a good little slut and let me plug you.” She purred. I took a deep breath through my nose and it rushed out in a moan as I felt something thick press against my asshole. I closed my eyes, relaxing as I let the plug go deeper. The plug widened, stretching my hole further and making me clench. 

“Almost there, relax.” She said, her finger ghosting over my ass and down my thighs. I relaxed again and the plug slipped all the way in. 

“Fuck, you actually took all of that?” She said and I moaned in response. The plug felt massive. 

“Now, come here.” She said. I opened my eyes and looked back to see her lying against the pillows, her legs spread. I turned around and crawled forward until I knelt between her legs, gazing into her eyes. 

“Turn around and sit.” She said. I did so and moaned when the mattress pressed against the plug. Althena laughed and pulled me a bit closer. 

“Good slut.” She whispered. 

“Now lean back and get comfortable.” She added. I did as I was told, leaning against her at an angle to my head almost resting in the crook of her neck. Al’s hands moved to my breasts first, caressing my sensitive flesh. I gasped, shivers running through my body when she punched my left nipple. The sensation went straight to my core. 

Her hand trailed lower, caressing my stomach. Her fingers were pitching and squeezing my nipples, rolling the nubs between her fingers. I pressed my back into her, her breasts pressing against me. 

“You know, I’ve always wanted to see if I could make a girl cum from just her nipples. Should I try that with you?” She asked. I whimpered and gripped the sheets. 

“Hmmm, that wasn’t exactly a no.” She said, her hand falling a bit further until her fingertips rested just above my clit. I squirmed, trying to get her fingers just a bit lower. I heard her laugh again. 

“You’ve been such a good little slut, so I’ll let you have what you want.” She said, making me more desperate for her touch. 

“Make sure you’re quiet, slut.” She said. Her hand brushed against the sensitive skin right next to my lips before caressing my inner thigh. She was so close… I moaned as she pinched my nipple hard, then gasped, arching my back when two of her fingers ran over my spread lips. She dragged her fingers in lazy circles over my folds and I slumped back against her, nearly overwhelmed by the sudden direct contact. 

“Damn.” She breathed. 

“How much of this is me and how much is this just you being a desperate little slut?” She asked. I moaned into the gag, heat rushing through my body. I was getting close, maybe I really was just that desperate. She wasn’t even fingering me! All she was doing was using her fingers to put pressure on my folds, stroking them in a circular motion. Every sensation felt magnified by a hundred, filling my head with a lusty haze until all I could think of was my approaching orgasm. 

It was slow, but I didn’t care anymore. The fact that I could feel it coming was enough. I melted into her as I desperately thrust my hips up. The attention on my nipples never stopped. The tugging on my nipples created a little spark that made me cum. 

I gasped into the gag as my orgasm washed over me. My entire body grew tingly, slow waves of pleasure rippling out from between my legs as I finally came. I almost felt like I was floating and giggling through the gag, my face growing hot as I realized what I had done. Althena pulled her hands away and gently brushed my hair with her clean hand. 

“Such a good little slut.” She said and placed a gentle kiss on my head.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this probably isn't as wholesome and sfw as the anon was imagining lmao sorry i got carried away

You pushed open your front door, sighing as you shrugged off your jacket and hung it on the coatrack. It had been a rough day at work, and you were tired.

"Meow." Diluc lifted his head, gazing at you from the couch. "Hi, (y/n)." He sat up, the bell on his collar jingling, his ears twitching.

"Hey," you murmured, walking over to sit down on the couch and pat him. He nuzzled against your hand, his red ears and hair soft and fluffy. You scratched his ears and tickled him under his chin, listening to him purr. "Were you a good boy today, Diluc?"

He nodded, laying his head in your lap. You patted his head vigorously, rubbing him between the ears. "Good."

Diluc looked up at you with adorable, hopeful eyes as you pulled your hand away. You gave him a half-hearted smile, your mind still lost in the stress of your day. He pawed at you, and you draped an arm around him.

Diluc mewled sadly, sitting up and cupping your face in his hands. His ears twitched. "(Y/n)? Are you okay?"

You smiled at the sight of him. "Don't worry about me. Do you want to play for a bit?"

Diluc's tail stood straight up, the fluffy red tip twitching happily. "Meow!"

You picked up the cat wand from the coffee table, dangling the end in front of Diluc's face. "Mmmrrh..." He grabbed it and hugged it to his chest. You gently pulled it away, letting the little toy sway in the air. Diluc caught it again, his tail swishing back and forth as he held the end of the wand. "Meow."

You laughed, watching Diluc's eyes cross in the effort to look at the little toy. He grinned at you happily, his ears twitching. "Come here, Diluc," you said softly, opening your arms for a hug.

Diluc crawled into your lap, purring. You raised your eyebrows as you felt something hard brush your thigh. "Oh? What's this?"

Diluc froze, pulling away and glancing at you sheepishly. "Uh..." He tucked his hands between his thighs in an attempt to hide how hard he was, blushing furiously. "I... uh... meow..."

"Don't be shy." You smiled, patting his head. Diluc purred softly. "Do you want to?"

Diluc nodded eagerly, his tail curling and uncurling behind him. "Meow!"

"Come here, then." You reached for the boxes hidden under the coffee table, pulling out a vibrator.

Diluc's eyes widened as you reached for his pants and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. You turned on the vibrator and pressed it against Diluc's slit, slowly circling it around his glistening tip. Diluc whimpered softly, his tail shuddering as you began to slide your hand up and down his shaft.

"Mmmrh... nnngh... mmm..." Diluc moaned softly, his eyes growing soft. "A-Ah... (y/n)..." You watched him tremble, his tail winding around your arm. "Mmmm..."

He shuddered as you turned the vibrator up to its maximum setting, sliding it up and down his slit. "A-Ah... (y/n)... r-right there... please..." He moaned softly, grabbing your wrist and holding it in place. "Ah... mmm..." You held the vibrator in place, watching his expression. His ears twitched adorably, curling in. "Ah..."

Diluc's whole body suddenly stiffened, his breath coming in short, quick pants. He squeezed his eyes shut, his tail whipping from side to side. "Ah—(y/n)—I'm gonna—ah—"

You turned off the vibrator.

"Meow?! Mmmmrf?!" Diluc whined, looking at you with desperate, pleading eyes. He whimpered, biting his lip and rocking back and forth, his cock dripping precum. "P-Please..." You gently swatted his hand as he moved it toward his cock.

You patted his head, scratching gently behind his ears. "If you're good, I'll let you cum soon, okay? Not yet, though." Diluc lowered his gaze, rubbing against your palm. He whined softly. "Good boy."

You pressed the vibrator against him, slowly rolling it over his tip. "Does this feel good?"

"Ah—yes—mmm—ah—ahh—" Diluc gasped, throwing his head back. "Nngh—ah—ahh—" He shuddered, his eyes rolling back in his head. "Gonna—" He whined as you turned off the vibrator, looking up at you with desperate eyes.

"Now, now, I said you couldn't cum yet," you scolded, tapping him on the nose. "Not yet." Diluc whimpered.

You edged him a few more times, always stopping before he could find relief. Diluc tried to hide his building orgasm, but you could tell when he was close. As you edged him more and more, he became worse at hiding his climax, eventually giving up altogether.

"Mmmrh!" Diluc jerked away from the vibrator, whimpering. "Please..." His cock was drenched in precum, his tip throbbing. Some of the clear fluid had dripped between his thighs, staining the throw rug on the couch. You gently pressed the vibrator against his tip, and Diluc arched his back, sobbing.

"So cute," you murmured, watching him squirm. You pulled the vibrator away, and he wailed, curling into a ball. Diluc pressed his knees together, thrashing.

"Good boy." You gently touched the vibrator to his slit, turning it to the highest setting but barely brushing his skin.

"Ah—no more—please!" Diluc cried out, his tail whipping back and forth. "Please!" He couldn't stop himself from shuddering. "Please..."

"Do you want to cum?" you asked, still circling Diluc's tip with the vibrator. You gently lifted his head, taking in the sight of his flushed, tear-stained face, his eyes hazy with lust.

He nodded frantically. "Yesyesyes pleasepleasepleaseplease—"

"Okay," you whispered in Diluc's ear, gently stroking his head. He purred with relief as you pressed the vibrator against him. You were having trouble holding it in place; his cock was slick with precum, and it didn't help that he couldn't stay still. But Diluc was so close, it didn't really matter anyway.

"AH—" Diluc let out a hoarse cry as he finally came, long ropes of white spurting out of his cock. He came all over the vibrator and your hands, throwing his head back in bliss. He whimpered as he came down from his high, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

You lifted your arm, licking some of his cum off your wrist. "Good boy, Diluc." You sat down, and he curled up in your lap, purring softly as you stroked his ears. "Such a good boy."

Blackness. I am engulfed in blackness. For a split second that lasts an eternity, I can’t see or feel anything.

The entity of time is both absent and omnipresent as you lay there, unmoving. Gojo entering you and you entering his domain expansion.

Whilst the blackness lasts less than a second, you begin to feel the whole process in slow motion. You feel it in equal parts across your body, the transcendental transition from one realm to another.

It’s like you are slowly being pulled through the ocean, every movement is delayed and deliberate. Then, as you enter further you begin to acknowledge, not water, but - what feels like - electricity. Starting at your toes, weaving its way through your limbs and vitalising your nerves. It feels like it should hurt, but instead, it feels like absolute ecstasy.

It snakes up around your legs, encompassing your thighs in a galvanic armour. The feeling spreads rapidly, through your pussy and abdomen until it blankets your entire body. Suddenly, as if shocked by a defibrillator, you feel yourself gasp; a force of air entering your lungs, prompting your chest to rise and your eyes to flash open.

It’s almost too much to bear, the feeling on your body and the spectacle laid before you. Your blurred vision starts to adjust, seeing shapes and colours that you could never have imagined.

His face is first, those ethereal eyes drawing your sight into focus. For the first time, he looks like he is barely managing to hold it together. A slow, singular thrust of his hips reminds you why as you feel his thick member expanding your own domain. You release a moan as your head rolls backwards in bliss, your hand entwined in his hair.

Detached from his gaze you start to absorb your surreal surroundings. With every twitch of your body, every jolt of his hips, you take in the entire universe.

Painted in octarine, you can see all of the elements in their truest, most beautiful form. They dance around you to the steady beat of his rhythmic thrusts, colours swirling past as you clench around his girth.

Your moaning increases in sync with the speed of his hips. Tilting your head forward, you see the weight of his body pin you down in missionary whilst he fills your hole with his length.

“You like that baby?” He pants, that familiar smirk gleaming as sweat gathers on his beautifully sculpted face.

“Y-yes…” You whine as the speed increases.

“You want more?” He growls, his smug expression wiped away by his hungry, feral instinct.

Your rapid panting only allows you to nod, but it’s not enough for him as he says-

“Come on baby, you know the rules. Beg.”

Fuuuuuuck. He knows how to make you want it more even when you feel like you’ve had more than you can handle.

The beauty of his domain expansion reflects off his porcelain skin, all eight colours of the rainbow bouncing off every carved muscle of his naked form. Your pussy soaks at the sight of it.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the animalistic noise that escapes Gojo’s mouth, which is now inches from yours. With his dick slamming against your soft walls, you breathlessly beg-

“P-please… I want more Daddy.” Baring his teeth with a smug grin, he quickly pulls out of you.

For a moment, you’re disappointed, confused.

Then, in quick succession he flips you over onto all fours, his big hands gripping your tiny waist as you feel the width of his cock enter you from behind.

Moaning in pure pleasure, you feel him somehow deeper in you than before. He wastes no time picking up his pace as you feel his huge, heavy balls smacking against your wet folds.

“F-fuck yeah” He groans, slaping your petite cheeks. In sync with each movement of his hips, his thumb rubs circles on your clit.

“Oh.. my.. G-god!” You whimper, legs quivering.

Gojo continues to slam against your soft cheeks in quick succession, quickening his pace causing your sight to blur.

“Your pussy feels so good baby” he pants. You can barely hear him as your breathing stutters and you stifle a moan.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

His big hand smacking against your cheeks, spanking you like the slut you are.

Moaning, you beg “harder Daddy! Fuck me harder!”

He obliges, hand moving from your cheeks, up the small of your back.

He wraps it around your hair, yanking your head back as he slams into you, more forceful than before.

“You like that you little slut?” he growls, tightening his grip and forcing your head further back, exposing your throat.

His hard thrusts are almost too much to bear. The pleasure of his cock is the best you’ve ever had. You want to cum so badly.

He senses it before you can say it.

“You want to squirt baby?” You hear that smirk in his voice. It makes your heart and clit throb.

A moan escapes your lips, resembling something along the lines of “yes.”

He pulls his huge cock out of you once more. Your legs feel like jelly, you can barely keep on all fours. In a swift movement, you’re on your back, legs against your shoulders.

“I want to watch my girl squirt for me” he whispers into your ear.

Slapping it against your wet pussy, he pushes his rock hard cock inside you. You are so wet that it slides in with ease, catching you by surprise as your eyes roll back.

“Look at me baby. I wanna see the look in your eyes when Daddy makes you cum.”

FUUUCK

“Oh-okay Daddy. P-please.. I need to cum!” You gasp. A low chuckle escapes his staggered breath as he pounds deeper and harder than before

Moaning in pleasure

Gripping his strong, muscular shoulders

Feeling his thick cock widen your hole

He’s all you see as the colours of his domain expansion swirl around, encasing both of you, pushing his big, dripping body against yours.

fuck

Fuck

FUCK!

“G-GOJO!”

“B-BABY!”

In tandem, you squirt onto his abs and drip onto his cock as his warm cum floods your cavern. Both of you moaning euphorically.

Panting, his empyrean eyes, framed by a smug, breathless expression are the last thing you see before yours close.

Blackness.

“No I- shut up,” you grumbled, using both your hands to hide your humiliated face.

Great. Now you’d completely ruined the mood, right when you were so close too. Why did you have to make that noise. Who the hell meows in the middle of being tongue fucked? Idiots that’s who. You were an idiot.

Well… it’s not like you meant to make that noise. But he was just licking you so good you simply couldn’t help it. But that didn’t matter now, because now his tongue was inside his mouth as he stared blankly up at you, long gone from the place you needed it most.

And Iwa, well… for some reason Iwa’s cock was a little bit harder than it had been moments ago.

No... it wasn’t a big deal, really. It was just a sound. Just a slightly more pathetic version of those little whimpers you always let out. It wasn’t a big deal at all. But you seemed to think so.

Hiding behind your hands like a shy little kitten after having just meowed from the feeling of his tongue. It was cute really, so Iwa did what Iwa did best - what you had been waiting for since you slapped that hand over your mouth and squeezed your eyes shut - he teased.

“It was wasn’t it?” he pressed at your silence, creeping up from his space between your legs and letting the smirk on his face spread wide.

He pulled your hands away from your face and pinned them beside your head, following the tilt of your head each time you turned away until you eventually gave up and looked up at him.

He was grinning down at you, amused and smug and a little… excited? You guessed he was just filing through all the different ways he could insult you and humiliate you even more. He said he did it cause he liked seeing you blush but you knew deep down it was cause he was a little bit cruel.

You huffed at his annoying expression, letting your gaze fall to the wall behind him as you prepared yourself for the onslaught. In the corner of your eye you saw him tilt his head a little.

“I wanna hear it again.”

Your eyes snapped back to him at once. Was he serious? This was even worse than him insulting you. He wanted you to humiliate yourself again?

“C’mon,” he begged, “Just once. Lemme hear it one more time, hm?”

You watched his smile lose its sinful edge and turn into something more genuine as he pleaded with you. And you thought.. maybe he was being serious? Maybe he really did like hearing it? Maybe you could do it just this once.

And he may have liked it a little, may have meant it a little when he asked, but he didn’t expect you to really do it.

Maybe you had always been a little minx.

His face fell when he heard it again. And maybe he didn’t think much of it before, maybe he just thought it was cute and felt like teasing you a little. But now his cock was aching in his pants. And Iwa was fucking ashamed.

He chalked it up to him just liking the sound of your voice. Which was partly true, but really he knew better. Knew that your voice alone couldn’t be responsible for the sudden rock hard boner that was mere moments away from staining his boxers if the friction became a little too much.

And Iwa may have been an asshole at times, but he was far too reserved to admit to you (hell, even to admit to himself) that he was getting off from hearing you meow? From you acting like a fucking cat? There was no way.

So he didn’t respond, just hummed and lowered his face back down to his half finished meal. And when you asked what he was doing he simply raised an eyebrow at you and stuck out his tongue to collect all the slick he’d missed out on during his moment of distraction.

“I wasn’t done?” he’d grunt in that accusing tone, “You interrupted me. Now make some of those cute sounds again, yeah?”

It was never brought up again after that, but that didn’t mean the sound didn’t plague his mind every night since he’d heard it.

It was becoming pathetic really, the way he’d imagine it over and over in his head. You mewling like a kitten, covering your face and acting all shy, repeating it for him as soon as he asked like an obedient little pet. He imagined and reimagined until the version of you in his mind was curling your fluffy tail around his leg and humping his thigh while he scratched behind your ears.

It wasn’t becoming pathetic. It was pathetic.

He started noticing your behaviour more and more. The way you would stretch your limbs out in bed every morning after waking up, the way you would nuzzle into his chest whenever you were cuddling, the way you would hum when he stroked his hands through your hair, almost like a soft purr. It became intoxicating, and to be honest kind of humiliating, because here he was getting hard from watching you do every day activities. Humiliating because it wasn’t the activities themselves that were getting him off, but the way that they made you look like such a cute kitten, instead.

Kittens weren’t supposed to give him blue balls.

He decided to indulge in his fantasy a little. As long as you didn’t find out it would be fine right? He could continue to watch, and imagine, and reprimand himself for being such a sick pervert, all in the comfort of his own mind.

And he was subtle at first, simple things like telling you it was okay if you got a little carried away during sex and scratched his back. He didn’t care if you used your nails, he could take it (he wanted it). Or buying you a necklace with his initials on it, so tight that it was closer to a choker (or a collar).

He even brought home a real kitten one night. Knowing better than to say he bought it for himself, when you knew (thought) that he wasn’t even a cat person. He couldn’t say he bought it for you, because then you would just reprimand him for wasting money on you. And he couldn’t say he bought it in general, because he was a little too paranoid to reveal any sign of his newly developed kink.

So he played dumb instead, said he found it abandoned on the side of the road somewhere, brought it home cause he knew you liked cats. But maybe… just maybe he would have been better off saying he bought it anyway. Because regardless of his oh so thoughtful planning, he had forgotten one thing.

It was a little strange that the cat had fur that matched your hair and eyes the exact colour of yours. Very strange considering that he had miraculously found it on the side of the road, right?

… right?

You started to pay attention after that, and when you did you noticed it all. The claw marks on his back, the collar, the frequent head pats and the creepy staring during your morning stretches that you always laughed off.

But for some reason you weren’t disgusted at all. Not the way he thought you would be. And certainly not the way you thought you would be. Especially with the way you had reacted to your accidental little noise that had started all this.

Rather, you found it sort of endearing, the way he was hiding it from you. You knew it would have embarrassed him to the core, and he may have been one to pounce on any opportunity to tease, but you weren’t. Instead you would give him a little surprise.

Boy was he in for a surprise alright. Coming home from practise and seeing you like… that.

Pretty white cat ears perched on your head and a fluffy white tail to match. And bare from the neck down. You laid on that bed and looked up at him with a cheeky little grin and had the audacity… to meow.

And yeah, there was no maybe.

You couldn't help but shift your gaze from the printed words in front of you to him. You watched as his gloved hands worked. It was a fascinating sight, and like many times before, you wondered how and why he had acquired these deadly abilities. But even more fascinating was his face. It looked almost ghostly, the way the white paint was illuminated. The way his prominent features were accentuated. And the way his tongue popped out every now and then to lick his lips in concentration. His lips…

Of course, he had noticed how you were staring at him. He had to hold back his grin. It wasn't the right time yet. Out of the corner of his eye, he observed you and whispered, "What are you thinking, doll? Hmm?" His tongue darted out once again - making a soft smacking sound - as he licked across the scar that parted his lower lip. Your eyes followed this quick movement as if hypnotized, and the urge to grab him by his collar and kiss him hard became almost unbearable. "No, wait. Don't say it. I'm sure I know what you're thinking."

He put aside the small screwdriver he had been working with and tilted his head. He blinked at you with eyes that seemed to devour you with such intensity that your knees went weak and your mind dizzy. Then he moved closer to you. He reached out to take the book from you and place it on the coffee table, and you let it happen. So full of eager anticipation were you. What would he do? Would he give you what you were longing for? But of course he wouldn't make it easy for you. He was a tease. He loved to play with your little emotions, test your limits, and stall you until you were literally begging for him. But in the end, you always got what you wanted - what you both wanted. That's exactly how it would be this time too.

He leaned towards you until the tips of your noses were only a few inches apart and you could feel his warm breath on your skin. His closeness sent a pleasant shiver down your spine and caused goosebumps to spread. Your fingers twitched as you moved your hands upwards. But he grabbed both of your wrists with a much larger stronger hand, preventing you from touching his face.

"J..." you murmured in frustration, trying to free your hands. You weren't in the mood for his games. You longed for him. You needed him.

But his hold on you only tightened. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards into a devious grin as he noticed your reaction. "A-ta-ta. No. I know what you want. But first it's my turn, toots."

He came closer to you. So close. You could feel the soft cushioning of the sofa at your back as he placed himself over you and gently but firmly pushed you down, trapping you with his body beneath him. You tensed, but at the same time you were like putty in his hands. Your eyes widened as you watched him bare his yellowed teeth like a feral animal and then use them to free his hand from his leather glove. His fingertips slowly traced along your jawline - way too slowly - then over your lips. You had to swallow hard, your mouth going dry. He teased you, driving you out of your mind. Your cheeks flushed, your breathing quickened, and the knot in your stomach tightened even more. J chuckled when he noticed. But he wasn't done with you yet.

He brushed your hair aside to expose your neck. His sinful lips wandered over your skin and breathed feather-light kisses on it. Until he reached the sensitive spot just below your ear. There he sucked and nibbled until he left a dark purple hickey that he adored - he loved marking you as his and only his, and purple really suited you well. You squirmed under him, you could barely stand not being able to touch him. You wanted it so badly - you wanted him so badly. You couldn't suppress a soft moan. And so did his name escape your lips, it sounded more desperate than you had intended.

He stopped for a moment, took a deep breath between clenched teeth, and closed his dark-rimmed eyes. A deep growl rose in his chest. Even though he didn't like it, he was growing impatient. "Say it. I want to hear it."

"Please, J..."

"What was that? I can't hear you, sweets." Even though he was getting impatient, J was a man with an extraordinary amount of self-control and discipline.

"I... want to touch you, J." Your face turned redder, if that was even possible. Blood rushed in your ears. "I want to kiss you."

He hummed in satisfaction and then finally released your wrists, but not without giving them a final squeeze. Your gazes met and you lost yourself in his dark brown eyes, which sparkled mischievously and hungrily. That was the moment when the knot inside you snapped and you couldn't hold on any longer. Quite contrary to your usual rather reserved and shy nature. You cupped his face with both hands, your thumbs stroking the jagged scars along his cheeks. The skin was soft under your fingers and he shuddered at your touch, which only encouraged you more. You needed to feel his lips on yours. Now!

It was a wild, passionate kiss full of raw emotion. Teeth clashed against each other. Your hands left his cheeks and you buried them in his slightly greasy and tangled hair as you tried to pull him even closer to you. And he granted you this favor. All too gladly. You felt him smirk against your lips - amused was he by your sudden outburst - but you didn't care. All that mattered right now was that he was with you, that he was safe. That you could feel him.

"Mmpm~"

A low moan gurgled up your throat as Lance slipped his tongue past your lips.

You gripped the back of his neck pulling him virtually closer to you as your other hand tugged on his dark purple locks. His hands slithered down your body finding your buttocks hoisting you up around his waist.

"Ah.." you sighed out, finally able to breathe as your back hit the wall.

Lance's lips moved from the corner of your mouth down your jaw, to your exposed neck. He left soft seductive kisses on your skin followed by a light sting as his teeth dragged over your neck leaving territorial marks on your once flawless skin.

"Mnn!" You bit your lip to conceal your voice as Lance's mouth travelled all about your sensitive neck.

Stealing your lips again, he took your breath away sucking your bottom lip between his teeth eliciting more sounds from you. You changed angles, sucking and biting each other's lips until you could no longer take it.

Tugging his head back by his hair you stared at his face. Cheeks pink, he breathed deeply from moist, slightly parted kiss-swollen lips, brown eyes dark as he looked at you with raw primal hunger. He was gorgeous. You wanted to fuck him.

"... want you… need you.. so bad," you breathed through heavy breaths, panting from the intense makeout session you were engaged in.

"Need me? I don't believe you…" Lance connected your foreheads, your breaths mingling together. He adjusted his grip on your thighs as he held you pinned against the wall.

".. please."

You pleaded with him holding him tighter, locking your ankles around his back. He can't leave you hanging now, it's his fault you're like this. You wouldn't forgive him were he to leave you high and dry.

".. you can do far better than that~"

Dirty bastard, he wanted you to beg, he knew how desperate you were for him. You wanted to wipe that teasing smirk right off his face but-

"Please Lance… take me," you were getting needy. You didn't wanna completely give in but you were so needy for his touch, you were warm all over, wanting to tear your clothes off and let him do as he pleases.

"Why should I indulge you?" Lance asked in a low voice brushing his lips against yours

"Laance," You whined, feeling like a toddler, ready to kick your feet in frustration.

'Please don't tease me, I need you more than words can describe.'

"Be a little more specific, maybe I should give you what you want," Lance said, kissing the corner of your lips, touching you everywhere just missing your most sensitive areas.

"Mmnn!" You whined wanting to push him had you the strength. What is this man doing to you? He had you reduced to your most basic instincts in the blink of an eye. So aroused you couldn't think properly and he hadn't even done anything to you yet.

"Forget how to use your words? Tell me what it is you desire."

You could feel him through his trousers, thick hard on pressed up against your front. He stood his ground waiting for your word to continue. He needed to hear you say it, beg for it. He wanted to hear the lewd words leave your lips, say exactly what you wanted him to do to you, he was happy to comply.

"I… I want you to touch me." You looked into his eyes.

"Touch you where?" He squeezed your thighs urging you to continue.

"Here.." you removed one of the hands from his neck placing it on the juncture between your legs.

"What's 'here'... tell me."

You were getting frustrated by his act but you were in no position to oppose.

"My pussy… I want you to touch my pussy."

-

"Just put it in, I can't take this anymore," you whined from below.

Now on your back, Lance had your arms pinned above your head. Just as naked as you, he teased your slippery cunt with the tip of his stiff cock. 

"You're so wet here~" he said, slipping the tip through your wet folds purposely missing your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Lance!"

You were nearly on the verge of tears, you felt so close but so far away. Lack of direct stimulation had you losing your mind, your skin was warm all over, sensitive to the touch.

"Pleasee, just put it in already!" You nearly sobbed tugging on the tight hold he had on your hands, wiggling your hips in hope of getting some friction.

A small smile creeped onto his lips as he witnessed your expressions. The deep furrow of your brow as your face twisted in frustration, squirming under him as you practically begged for a release only he could give you.

"Since you asked so politely, I may as well indulge you~"

You almost sighed in relief as Lance nudged his cock inside. Purposely slipping over your clit he slid in, one hard thrust had him to the hilt, flush against your hips.

"Ah!" You threw your head back on the pillow, a moan leaving your lips.

Waiting for something to happen you braced yourself, only to be overcome with a feeling of emptiness.

"Wha-?"

Lance pulled completely out rubbing your folds with the head of his cock. Already missing the feeling of being filled you squirmed against him close to thrashing about.

"Put it backk! Lance.. fuck me properly!" You probably sounded like a little kid upset about their favorite toy being taken away with how much you were whining but you didn't care, you needed it, you were so desperate at this point.

"Oh like this?"

He thrusted back in bottoming out with the slap of his balls to your skin.

"Y-Yes!" And in the blink of an eye, he was gone again. "Lance!"

"Hehe, blighted adorable you are~"

"Lancee!"

He repeated the action, pulling out as soon as he was balls deep, his dick drenched in your slick by now. Thrusting in again he paused giving you time to wrap your legs around him tightly locking your ankles behind his back.

".. no more… please just… please don’t tease me.. I just want it inside…" you were almost on the verge of tears, your pussy burned with need, practically throbbing from lack of proper attention.

Leaning down he placed a wet kiss on your lips before speaking.

"I can't do that, if I am unable to move can I?"

He gestured to your tight lock around him, your leg muscles visibly taut as your lower body was slightly raised from the bed.

Refusing to voice an apology, you loosened your hold and turned your face away. Freeing your hands from his grip Lance held your thighs in both hands folding them in toward your chest. Leaning over you, you felt his dick press deeper (if even possible) inside you causing you to suck in a sharp breath, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. Hovering over your face Lance looked at your face admiring your absolutely fucked out expression as you looked up at him.

He was gonna push you to your limit and more. Again and again. He wanted to know all your embarrassing faces. All the faces he and only he is able to see. He wanted- needed to see your face twist as you fell apart. That was his goal. He wanted to see you in all your debauched glory.

Bracing his hands on either side of your body, legs over his shoulders, Lance dragged his cock slowly out of you. Your cunt hugged him as if urging him not to leave, until only the tip remained, before deeply thrusting back in with the clap of your skin meeting.

"Ah-mmn!" You yelped feeling him split you apart.

You felt so full of him you could barely process it. All you knew is you needed more. More of this feeling. More of him inside you.

"Oh god.." you croaked as Lance delivered another deep thrust into you.

Your pussy made obscene noises as Lance continued his pursuit, a wet clapping echoing throughout the room. Unable to hold back or muffle your noises, you moaned loudly each time you felt Lance hit your deepest spots. You felt so full, stuffed with 9 inches of cock, you were afraid he would break you, feeling him almost in your stomach. You felt incredible around him clenching down on his cock so deliciously.

"Fuck…! Lance.." you called out out of breath.

You gripped the sheets with your free hands but tilted your head up wanting for a kiss. Fulfilling your wish Lance leaned down capturing your lips on his, swallowing your moans on his tongue. You writhed beneath him and he increased his pace thrusting into you relentlessly.

"How do you feel?" Lance spoke hot breaths against your lips.

"G… good~ s'good," you babbled.

"Good? Good."

Slowing down he leaned away from your face, sitting upright without removing himself from you. Caressing your legs and thighs, he grabbed a firm hold on your waist.

"Hm?" You hummed questioningly at the loss of skin to skin contact.

"Hold fast."

"Wha but- AHNN!"

You held back a loud squeal as Lance began thrusting deep and fast inside you pulling your body to meet his thrusts. His pace was incessant pulling all sorts of vulgar noises from you. You held onto whatever your hands could reach, seeking to ground yourself somewhat. Your legs now free for movement jerked as sparks of indescribable pleasure shot through your body. You felt so close but nowhere near finished. You didn't want this feeling to end.

"Lance! Hah.." you moaned his name deliriously.

"That's it, take me in deeper," Lance said through gritted teeth angling his hips in such a way you could feel every inch of him.

Your hips bucked up against him unconsciously seeking more as he drove into you. You were so close you found it hard to control your moans, delirious babbles spilling from your lips.

"So- fuck… sogoodohmygod~" you slurred your words together as the familiar knot in your stomach got tighter.

You arched your back, your body staying true to what it wants. You felt so sensitive all over, you reacted to every touch, Lance responding in like.

"... are you close?" Lance asked, fighting his every ounce of self control as you looked up at him with glossy alluring eyes.

"Ah- mmhm," you gave a hum in response, not trusting your voice, the overwhelming pleasure was almost too much to bear.

Lance slipped a hand between your legs as he thrusted, thumb finding your clit rubbing it in fast circles, your back arching in response. The tight knot in your belly threatening to snap.

"Fuck!!" 

Your body bounced every time Lance plunged deeper into you, you were so sensitive you could hardly take it. Your anticipated orgasm approaching rapidly.

"Lance! S'close- mnn! Almost–" cut off by Lance's lips as he brought you there, swallowing your moans as you rode out your orgasm with him.

Even after your orgasm hit you felt mildly dissatisfied. This can't be the end.

"More."

-

"Mmn!" You moaned against Lance's lips as you grind on top of him, cock buried deep inside you.

"You little minx~" Lance mumbled with a firm grip on your ass as you rode him to your heart's content.

"Can't help it… you're so.. goddamn hot," you mumbled against his lips.

"If you say so," Lance said, not willing to question your strange words. 

Bracing yourself on his shoulders you bounced atop him at a frustrating pace. The feeling of his cock steadily going in and out of you made your head spin, but not enough to alleviate your frustration.

"More… " you breathed, slamming your hips down against his thighs.

"Ack!" Lance sucked in a moan as you clenched down on him.

Your movements got more vigorous from that moment on. You felt yourself growing delirious from pleasure, all coherent thought leaving your mind as impaled yourself on Lance's hard cock.

"Oh god! Fuck!" You cursed, throwing your head back, arching against his chest.

You paid no mind as your tits bounced in Lance's face as you slid up and down against him. Your nails dug into his shoulders the more you fucked yourself on his cock, a ring of white gathering at the base.

Lance's breath laboured as you had your way. He felt absolutely heavenly inside you, he had to hold himself back from spilling his load on the spot. He wanted to be inside you forever.

"Need-... s'good~… need more!" You sobbed pushing Lance's back down on the bed, kissing him sloppily, desiring nothing more than him, all of him.

Lance was falling in love all over again as he looked up at you. You basically had him pinned down to the bed, desperate pleas hanging off your lips, your face twisted in pleasure as tears welled up in your eyes. You slammed down on him with such force the springs in the bed squeaked as you bounced. Lance planted his feet, wrapping his hands around your waist fucking up into you. You squealed at this turn of events humping him back crashing you pelvises together.

"Yesss! Oh yes ohmigod-!"

You fucked each other back locking your lips again stealing each others breath. Lance's brows knit as your pussy tightened around him finding it impossibly harder to hold himself back.

"Cum…" you mumbled against his lips. "Please cum… please please please- wan you to cum…" you pleaded brainlessly.

"Eh?" You pulled back from his face to look him in the eye.

You're expression was utterly erotic.

"Please cum in me.. ha~… Lance.. want it inside." You begged on the brink of cumming yourself

"Ah… you sure?" His hands on your waist held tighter as your cunt gushed for him.

"Yes I do! I do! Cum insi– AHMMN!!" you pleas cut off by your orgasm simultaneous with Lance spilling his cum inside you.

Your eyes rolled back as you sat flush against him, full of his cock as he pumped you full with his seed, emptying his balls inside you.

"Fuck…" you cursed calming down.

"Creator… I love you.." Lance panted as you pushed up from his chest.

"I love you too…" you responded, you chest rising and falling as you filled your lungs with air.

You both sat for a moment unmoving to catch your breath, clearing the fog out of your brain letting your highs die down.

You made no move to get off, instead savoring the feeling of Lance inside you spent and full of cum. Any move you made, you could hear the squelch of your mixed juices cover your crotches.

"You gonna stay there long enough for it to take or are you gonna let me clean you up in the bath," Lance spoke up.

"I don't know, I'm pretty comfortable here," you said, shimmying your hips on him.

"... I'll get hard again."

Lance's face stiffened with an unreadable expression before curling into a smirk.

"Unless you can take it~"

"Who do you think I am? I can always take you~"

You leaned over him again pushing his hair back before kissing his lips.

"How bout it~? You're already inside me~"

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ei

ei isn't really bothered by the height difference between you and her. height doesn't matter to her in a relationship so she never really factored in the fact you were shorter than her. but she does become more aware of it when she helps you get things off of shelves or when you get on your toes to give her a peck on the cheek before you leave.

so while you were eating some dango with ei, she asked a question.

"would you like me to lower the shelves?"

you blinked, "huh? why?"

"you seem bothered when you can't reach things that are too high for you. i can lower the shelves that are out of your reach if it helps you."

you smiled at ei's offer but politely declined it. yet it didn't stop her from lowering some a few shelves within the kitchen whenever you cooked or in other rooms of the palace that you would frequent.

if you ever became bothered by your height, ei would be there to comfort you. she's not the greatest with comforting she words, especially in this case, but she will try to help you.

"your height is not something that should bother you or anyone. something so trivial doesn't affect how you are seen as a man or anything else. it is another part of you that i love so dearly. no matter how you look, my love for you will always be eternal."

you could cry from her sweet reassurances but you refrain from doing so, instead letting ei hold you in her arms.

yae miko

to put it shortly (heh), you get teased. yae will lightly tease many people around her in the sly fox way she does it, and you don't get to be spared from it. even as her s/o she will make playful comments about having to help you get something. they're all lighthearted of course, she would never make rude remarks about you or your height.

if you would let her, she would pick you up if you needed to get things off of high places.

"yae, could you help me? the flour is up on that shelf but i can't get it."

"would you like me to pick you up then?" you could feel yae smiling behind you from her light teasing.

with your nod of approval, yae lifts you up with little effort so you could grab the flour and continue baking. it was probably shocking to many of the shrine maidens, but yae is fairly capable of being able to pick you up whenever you need something to get. so many times she'll offer her own assistance if you need it to get higher. yae would honestly admit that she does like you being shorter as well. she likes how it's easier to pick you up when you need something.

if, one day, you do get bothered by yae's teasing she'll start doing it less or stop doing it at all. she doesn't want you to get insecure over your height, especially from her, so she will always offer her reassurances. so of course she will never make a comment of when you come to her with problems of your height.