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Request! Geto never had to worry bc reader basically never interacts with guys. That 3we until he saw her hugging her male coworker and now he has to put her in place if ykiwm😋

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: oh yikesss, possessive sugu incoming, oof. lmao this is lowkey like the one i did for my kinktober, but what the hell

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Geto x afab/fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - canon divergence; Geto is a jujutsu tech sorcerer - shibari; rope bondage (cross-chest box tie, frogtie) - sex toys; use of a vibrator - fingering (f! receiving) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - pleasure denial - mild possessive behavior - pet names (angel, baby, pretty girl, my love, sweetie) - cameo: Gojo - mention of drool/saliva.

⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

“Hahhh…ahhaa, Sug’ruu, I can’t…Mmm!”

“Aww, are you feeling well, my love? You look awful.”

And whose fault would that be?

Geto removes his jacket to put aside one of the chairs of the many desks. He stretches his sides and cracks his neck, releasing a massive sigh after a long inhale. He’s now relaxed that he’s back in his classroom. 

However, he isn’t the only one here. Someone he knows is here with him — waiting for him to return. And Geto’s lips curl into a smile once he looks down to see someone on the cold wooden floor.

You were in nude form, clothes sprawled to the side of you. A long red rope contorts around your body, binding your arms behind your back with your wrists tied together. Your thighs and ankles were restricted together; the red ropes tied the leg together to that of a frog-like position. And a red blindfold covers your line of sight. You were whining and writhing in this bounded position. Why? 

Geto slowly walks around you to take in the view, noticing that the vibrators he placed on your body were still where he had left it. Your nipples had a vibrator taped on to each, and the buzzing noises made Geto’s skin crawl. There was another set of bullet vibrators buzzing down south. Three white wires are connected to a remote lying on the floor, and they seem to be stuffed inside the wet entrance of your chasm. So, five vibrators are teasing your body all at once. What a hell. 

He comes down to your level, bringing you up with a hand to lie on his propped knee, and your breathing so low and hushed. “How are you feeling, angel?” He lifts the blindfold to have you peek at him, noticing your eyes are puffy and wet. Poor thing was crying for him.

“Sugu…” You called him by his nickname, a tool in hopes of getting on his good side. “Can you…please…”

Dark eyebrows raise, “Please what, pretty girl?” He shields your eyes again and slithers his hand down from your chin to your neck, and he loves how your breathing lessens when he approaches your breasts. He pulls off one taped vibrator to free the bud. For a moment before he blows on it, “What do you want from me?”

“Can I—Ohh!” His tongue flicks your nipple; it’s so sensitive and sore! “Can I please…cum…?”

“Ahh, what a dirty girl,” Geto chuckles to you as he kisses your mound, his hand now traveling further down to the three wires on the floor. He gently pulls one, a loud noise of one vibrator bumping into another. “You were doing so well being patient for me. I have one more meeting, baby; why can’t you wait after that?”

Your breathing gets shaky, leaning towards his frame to get through. “Because...Mmmm, I want you to make me feel—Ohh…! Good...”

“Is that right?” More laps around your nipple before he sucks it in. “You want me to make you feel good? Not Satoru?” You gulped at the mention of the other’s name, feeling Geto’s intense, indigo gaze on your face. 

In all honesty, Geto admits he can be a jealous man — especially regarding you, his sweet angel. The reason why you’re in this situation is because your partner saw you hug another man yesterday. Satoru Gojo, the dark-haired man’s best friend of all people! Granted, it was because you were only giving a gift of sweets to the tall sorcerer because he came back from a terrible, dangerous mission with Geto. And the white-haired fool, oblivious to personal space as always, brought you in for a hug as he thanked you for the bag of sweets you handed him. 

Putting his hands on you did make Geto unpleasant, yet this was Gojo we were talking about; the guy acts like personal boundaries don’t apply to him. However, what did upset the man more was you reciprocating the embrace with a cheerful smile — a smile only Geto was to bear witness to. It twinged his heart – cliche, but it did. You toyed with his feelings, and he had to correct you for such behavior. 

The man increases the intensity of the vibrators inside your cunt, and your body jerks unexpectedly. He then slides a finger inside your vagina to play around your walls with the toys, and you have to remind yourself not to scream as his fingertips scrape the velvet texture. “You hurt my feelings, sweetie,” he listens to your whimpers get higher and higher as he increases the speed of his finger. “You know I’m not one for sharing — especially with Satoru.” 

“Hahhh, Sugu’uuu, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—“ You press your lips together to suppress a moan once Geto takes your nipple back into his mouth, pushing the nub to the roof of his mouth and skimming it with his teeth. A sharp gasp escapes your frame at the addition of another finger inside you, and more tears well up from how much stimulation is happening. “Nmoohh, please, I won’t do it again…”

“You promise?” He whispers into your ear, slowly removing his fingers to increase the intensity of the vibrators inside you. Those same fingers now go to your clit where he swipes in slow circles, and you nearly choke on your spit. “Tell me, who’s my favorite girl?” 

“Mee! I’m y’re favorite…!” Despite the ropes tightening around your ankles and thighs, your lower half still jolts to his touch on your delicate pearl, trying to sway your hips to move with the friction. 

“And who’s your only favorite man in this world?”

“You, Sugu!” Oh, the way you desperately said his nickname was so pathetic to hear — so sweet. He couldn’t stop the sneer from flourishing on his face. “You’re my favorite—Mmmph! Always…”

Good girl. “You wanna come so bad, baby?” His thumb and forefinger rub against your clitoris, evoking cute squeaks to fly out your drooling mouth. You nod hastily; that’s not what he wanted, so he pinches your clit. “Words, pretty girl, words.”

“Yessh, please let me cum, my love…!” Now that’s what he wanted to hear, being all cute and pitiful for him to grant you what you’re craving. And you can feel it coming, your nerves heightened with the climb of your orgasm.

But then, you sense his fingers gone from your clit, the cold air occupying their absence. Instead, he puts the vibrator that once teased your nipple back and rests your figure onto the cold wooden floor once more. Your brows screw together with quivered lips, “No, pleaseee! Don’t leave me again!” You whined.

Too late, he was adorning his jacket and heading out for the sliding door of the classroom. “I’m sorry, angel, but I gotta get to this meeting first. Don’t make too much noise while I’m gone, okay?” God, you pulled his heart the way you helplessly laid there. “Don’t give me that look, my love. I’ll be right back when it’s done.” He steps outside and closes the door behind him, swiftly locking it while checking for his surroundings.

And it was a good thing he did, too. Because right around the corner came his best friend, Gojo, the blindfolded sorcerer, retrieving the raven-headed other. “Yo, there ya are, Suguru! The meeting’s about to start; don’t slack off before Yaga comes for our heads.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” he walks alongside his companion, heading to the other side of the hall. 

“Hmm, by the way, where’s Y/n?” The white-haired man inquires while scratching his ear. “I haven’t seen them since this morning.”

Geto hums to the question, the shrug of his shoulders to seal the deal. “They felt sick all of a sudden, went to go see Shoko to check.”

The taller sorcerer tilts his head with a scoff. “Who said you were a good liar?”

“You’re one to talk.”

© 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 – reblogs and comments are appreciated wholeheartedly ☆ header edit done by me + dividers by @/benkeibear.

AN ARMOUR'S EMBRACE ⋆·˚ ༘ *

PAIRING: Commander! Satoru, Archmage! Reader

WC: 1k+

CW: fluff, slight angst, smut, clit stimulation (a lot), possessiveness, body worship, soft!dom obsessed Satoru (🥹)

SYNOPSIS: Your husband doesn’t like you putting yourself in danger but what happens when you disobey him and disguise yourself as one of his comrades.

a/n: Hello everyone, I wrote this after a really long while. Thank you for the likes on the previous fic that I wrote months back. Here’s another one because I miss my husband. I hope you all are doing great and have a happy read. There might be a part 2 for this.

˚✩ MINORS DO NOT INVOLVE!! ˚✩

Your mana depleted as time went by, and just as you were about to be slashed by the rival, you crouched down in fear, you feared for your life after involving yourself in a battle. You were more dependent on sorcery rather than combat skills. Hearing slashing sounds dying down, you slowly lift your head and recognize your husband, Satoru, staring at you in complete silence yet his stern gaze not leaving you, he crouches down to your level.

“Let’s go back”

He growled and you couldn't argue about it. You had your gaze downcasted dreading, what was coming for you. You felt Satoru pick you up in an instant and mount you on the horse, his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you steady in place before. Holding you close, he rides fast across the fields, back to his castle. Gripping on tight; and as he does, the wind whistles through his silver-white hair.

Later, the gates of the castle were visible from afar and the horse galloped fast. The Lord’s arrival was informed and a signal blew in the distance to open the gates. Reaching the entrance of the castle, you were carefully placed on the ground followed by Satoru dismounting from the horse.

“Everyone is exempted from their duties, a grand buffet is being organised at our victory tomorrow.”

You stood there with your husband who was commanding his knights, you felt small beside him with a long cloak covering your entire body. He dispersed everyone and glanced down lifted you up. The servants and maids bowed to him as he made big strides to the grand halls of the castle, carrying you bridal-style in his arms.

On reaching the chambers, you were set down and Satoru locked the door of the room, you set aside your cloak. Silence filled the room, you swear you wanted to protect Satoru, you hated how he’d have to go away for petty reasons, leaving you behind in the cold castle.

“Satoru I-”

“Why were you there?”

Is the first thing he asks you. You take a deep breath and let it all out.

“Satoru, I wanted to be a part of this battle. I wanted to be of some use to you. I wanted to lessen the burden you have.”

He looked down at you, the frown still on his face.

“Can't you understand how worried I was for you?”

He spoke softly this time, but you heard the underlying sternness in his voice.

Your voice quivered and your bottom lip wobbled a bit, tears welled up in your eyes. You were convinced that he’d punish you for going against him.

Before you could utter anything once again, Satoru approached and grabbed you, pulling you towards him and placing a kiss on your lips. You could sense how eager he is, a swipe of his tongue on your lips and you allow him to explore your mouth. Pulling away with a string of saliva connecting your lips, he hugged you so tight afraid of leaving you. He wipes the tears on your face connecting your foreheads.

“You shouldn’t have been involved in this ordeal.”

You hugged him back, inhaling his scent. He smelled like cold metal.

“It is obvious that a knight’s lady gets involved in such a trivial matter.”

“You aren’t meant to be there!”

He raises his voice a little causing you to flinch. You didn't wish that he perceived you as weak by your own husband. He sighs and picks up a strand of your hair inhaling it deeply and letting out a shaky breath.

“You wouldn’t understand how I felt back there when you were about to be killed. The floor was snached from beneath me at the sight of you kneeling in the middle of the battlefield.”

You felt soft, a spring of bloom raised in your stomach, he wanted you to live in comfort within the castle walls and not involve yourself in such barbaric acts. You cupped his face and gazed into his beautiful sapphire irises.

“I understand Satoru, I’ll be more careful in the future.”

“Good”

Deafening silence filled the room once again, you stood in front of him.

“Are you hurt, princess?”

“H-Huh?? No I’m not, I just have minor scratches here and there.”

“Don’t lie to me! Come here, I’ll inspect it myself. Undress yourself”

His statement left you stunned and speechless. Blush crept on your face and you averted your gaze.

“Are you going to do it or shall I do it myself?”

“Sa-”

Before you could protest, Satoru removed his gloves, slowly closed the distance between you and began to untie the corset of your gown. The flowy fabric which was in place due to the corset came undone and lose, dropping on the floor leaving you behind in the petticoat. He picked you up and set you on the bed. He kneeled beside you, taking off your boots and throwing them somewhere in the room. His hands slowly slid underneath the skirt up to your thighs. He lifted the skirt and saw bruises on your knee. You gulp down nervously and put your hand on your face. A slight bruise was revealed on the knee.

He lowered his head and kissed the wound on the knee, your whole body trembled at the contact.

“S-Satoru.....it doesn’t hurt-”

“But it hurts to me....”

He looked up with worry and a frown on his face.

“This is the last thing I want to see, you getting harmed because of me....I have seen several men massacred on the battlefield, yet I can’t tolerate a single scratch on you.....”

He caressed your cheek with his thumb, his gaze softening at your sight.

“You are an amazing archmage and I believe in you, Princess. It’s just that I can’t see you in pain. I want you to live comfortably without any worry.”

You couldn’t help but admire your husband. So this is love, it melts the heart of the toughest in no time.

“Even if I put myself in danger, I know that you, my husband, will come to save me”

Satoru’s chest filled up with pure warmness, a warm tinge of pride spreading over him whenever you called him your husband.

His eyes widened in shock as you dragged him towards you, but then his breath hitched as he felt your warmth pressing upon his body.

His voice became strained and his eyes glinted with a burning urge.

"I need you... I desperately need you..."

A smile tugged on your lips and you gently cupped his face and kissed him deeply.

Taken aback by your action but soon obliged. He pulled you closer again, mouths colliding in a union leaving you with winds knocked out from the lungs, you had already been covered in a deep blush.

“The things you do to me, Princess. You can’t go back now. I have to have you right now”

There was a dangerous yet possessive glint in his eyes which sent a throbbing sensation between your legs. His presence intoxicating you, he removes his fur coat and the armor. Now, just left in his pants, his body was just perfect, the Gods took their time to sculpt such a body…but…the whole torse was covered in scars from the battles, some were mere cuts and some felt deep and painful. Your heart ached, You shift back on the bed with your face flushed, pressing your thighs together in hopes of getting some friction. You were caught staring at him.

“Like what you see, My Dear Wife?”

Smirking, he pins you down to the bed. Your heart rammed in your chest and a whimper left your lips. You felt like a lamb caught by a wolf which would devour you any minute.

Satoru didn’t waste any time and kissed you roughly, his tongue rougly wandering around inside your mouth. You couldn’t help feel greedy about it widening your legs to make room for him, you pull him closer with your hands laced in his white locks.

“Hah! You are going to be the death of me. Do you want this??”

Too lost in lust, you weren’t able to respond. He grabs your chin making you look upto him, he caresses your cheeks with his thumb.

“Do you want this? We can stop if you don’t want to do it.”

“No, don’t stop please….give me more….”

Satoru kissed your lips again, sucking at your bottom lip. His hands made it’s way on your clothed breasts and started playing with it as you kept kissing.

“This is bothering me!”

He growls and tears apart the last piece of modesty which was hanging on your body. Your shrieked and try to cover yourself but Satoru wasn’t having it, he pinned your arms above your head.

“No hiding from me. Understood!”

His commanding voice was spiralling your head. You quietly obeyed his orders. He sits up on his knees looking at you. The flames of the candles highlighted your beautiful features.

“Princess, you are a godsent. Oh! How I’m lucky to be your husband”

Satoru places a loving kiss on your forehead, your cheeks your nose, your lips. You felt loved, and never wated this feeling to end. Satoru placed several kisses on your neck and bit your sensitive spot. His hands kneading your breasts which peaked in no time. Rolling the twin peaks between his thumb and finger, you shudder and grab onto his shoulder.

“Ahh!…..nngghhh…”

Satoru sucked on your nipples with his tongue swirling around the hardened bud while his other hand rubbed the other mound. He bit your nipple a little causing you to yelp. He pulls away and chuckles.

“I love it when you make such noise.”

He continues with the same treatment to the other

his hands snake down to your underwear touching the damp spot. Your whole body shivered

“Gosh, you are so wet down there and I haven’t even touched you properly. Who would’ve thought my wife would be so needy”

He began rubbing up and down the dampened area before tearing apart your underwear. As expected from a fierce person who can’t do anything gently.

The pink cavern drooling with arousal was a sight to behold. Satoru licked his lips before lowering himself to the mound. His breath fanned over your pussy which made you eager to just smash his face deep into you.

“Satoru….please…please my love do something”

You whine. Satoru let out a chuckle and lifted your legs, He began trailing kisses inside your thighs, riling you up. He reaches at the top stopping and staring at you with a smug expression.

“Spread your legs for me, princess. I wish to see all of it.”

Your juices dripped down on the finest silks. Too embarrassed you tilted your head to the side not wanting to see his face.

“Princess? Look at me, I want your eyes on me all the time”

His voice ever so gentle that it made you tear up. Is it possible for a merciless and a ruthless man to act so gently?

You look at him with a smile forming your lips. Satoru was lost in love and lust. His hand come up to your engorged clit and began circling it slowly.

He continued rubbing your clit with two fingers increasing the speed. He kept assaulting your clit, flicking it, making different patterns and glancing at you to see your reaction. Your face contorted in an erotic expression which made Satoru painfully hard underneath his trousers. You kept quivering under his touch, gripping onto his shoulder

“Nngghhh…aaghh..”

“So this is where you are weak huh?”

He chuckles and slides his fingers from your hole, collecting your drool and rubbing it on your clit. He proceeds to roll your clit between his fingers. You gasp at the feeling wanting more. He removes his hand, leaving you grinding your hips in the air.

“Satoru….why’d you stop”

You look at him with tears of frustration in your eyes, he loved this side of yours, falling apart just for him. Lowering his head, he made an experimental lick at your slit, making you shudder, arching your back and plopping back on the bed.

“Ahh!….”

Satoru spread your lips and continue making small licks all over your pussy. He gently sucked your clit, making out with it. He kept grunting as he kept lapping at your cunt, savouring the taste. You unconsciously pushed him closer which made Satoru bite your clit. You jolted a little. Soon, your lower abdomen tightened along with the thrilling sensation as you clench on the bedsheets tighter with your fists and your back arching deliciously. You reach your high and all your juices sprayed on Satoru’s face. He paused and placed a loving kiss on your clit before pulling away. He looked at you with his pupils dilated, blown with lust. His chin glistening with his saliva and your juices.

“You are so sweet, princess….”

You were catching your breath and was about to sit up, you were laid again on the bed, hovering over you, eyes darkening dangerously.

“Where do you think you are going, princess. I’m not done with you yet!”

thinking about men who are obsessed with big girls.

☆ — men who love the stretch marks on your hips, thighs, tummy, ass, tits, and arms. you call them weird when they plant their face in between your plump breasts as you're cuddling. but the affection they show towards what you call "flaws" is genuine and heartening.

☆ — men who makes it their habit to help you apply your lotion to your body after your shower. they have you laying on a towel on your stomach and they rub it all over your skin. "i like it when your skin feels soft and smooth." they answer when you ask them why they like to put lotion on your body. in reality it's because they want to explore your chubby body with their hands. fingers rubbing circles onto your skin and groping on the fat flesh on your love handles.

☆ — when they get agitated by something and you're near by them, they wrap their arm around your waist and squeeze your tummy. jiggling it in their hand as they're trying to assess a problem that's making them irritated in their head.

☆ — men who love it when you wear crop tops that show off your tummy, shorts that barely go over your ass and leave some cheek hanging out, and body hugging dresses (without the shapewear). especially when you're at the pool wearing a two piece swimsuit.

nsfw under the cut!

☆ — men who can't control themselves when you ride them reverse cowgirl and your round ass cheeks are recoiling each time you slam your pussy down on his dick. his eyes are darkened yet focused on your ass because, fuck, the sight of them jiggling and clapping when they hit his skin is mesmerizing. "god... you do that so good baby. riding my cock like that, oh fuck." there's sticky strings of white attached to your pussy and on his cock. your head is tossed back and mouth is singing a chorus of squeaky moans from his cock ramming into your sweet spot. he smacks you on your ass repeatedly till the skin is stinging and it gets sore.

☆ — men who like to fuck you when you're on your stomach. this position is their favorite because they have control over the pace and they get a view of your body jiggling by their hard thrusts. he has his right arm wrapped under your tummy and gripping the fat on your waist. the left one is squeezing your breast and pinching your nipples. he likes that he could toss you around on the bed and fuck you hard enough that you're seeing stars. "can't talk anymore baby eh? did i make- fuck- make you go dumb?"

☆ — men who get excited when you get on your knees and take his big cock into your mouth. your fingers can barely connect around the base of it and you make an effort in swallowing his full length down your throat. your head tilted back shows him the bulge and it drives him crazy that you could do that. "mmm, fuck, mm, just like that. i love that shit baby." he thrusts his hips forward and bullies his dick in your mouth like he does when he's in your pussy. your head game has his legs shaking and balls tightening up when he's getting close to cumming. he tells you stop so he could come on your face, but you hold him by his thighs and lower your mouth on his shaft. your throat flexes around his dick, and he breaks, he releases a heavy load down your throat. just when he thought you couldn't get any nastier you swallow it and fondle his balls.

☆ — men who want for you to sit your pussy down on their face when they eat you out. their pointed nose rubbing at your clit with their long tongue wiggling inside of you. you're going numb when they jostle their head around. he gives your ass gentle smacks as you slowly start to rock your hips on his face. you can't help yourself though, it just feels so good. he makes a gesture for you stop, and he lifts the hood of your clit up, then his tongue flicks rapidly to the hard bud. a shudder crashes through your body, as you whimper and tangle your fingers in his hair. pulling at the strands when you bring his face closer and grind your hips again on his face. "daddy, daddy, i'm going to cum, daddy! m'ohh, ahh, hm!" you whine. you feel a tightness in your stomach at the same time your body is lifted up and you're on the bed with your head on the mattress and rest of your body hoisted up in the air. your feet are touching your shoulders. you look up to see him fucking his tongue into your pussy. in between short breaths, out of his mouth are the words, "come on baby, make this pretty pussy come on my tongue." and your hole clenches around his tongue, a stream of your juices spurt onto his face and drip down your body. his mouth pulls off from your mound smacking his wet lips and tasting yourself on his mouth.

☆ — men who after they're done fucking you they cuddle with you on the bed and just feel all over your body. their hands caress your soft skin and grope on your breasts. his deep voice is whispering praises, appreciations, and assurances into your ear. "i love you so much baby," "you're so fucking beautiful." "don't worry honey i'm not going anywhere." no matter the size of you, they carry you into the shower and help you wash off the body fluids. still they murmur appreciation for your existence as they clean you.

(jjk) gojo, TOJI, NANAMI, geto, choso, sukuna, (kny) TENGEN, RENGOKU, sanemi, (aot) jean, EREN, ERWIN, connie, (tokyo rev) mikey, kakucho, DRAKEN, HANMA, TAIJU, baji, ran, rindou, (marvel) MIGUEL O'HARA, steve rogers, bucky barnes, any of your favs! ♡

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AN ARMOUR'S EMBRACE ⋆·˚ ༘ *

PAIRING: Commander! Satoru, Archmage! Reader

WC: 1k+

CW: fluff, slight angst, smut, clit stimulation (a lot), possessiveness, body worship, soft!dom obsessed Satoru (🥹)

SYNOPSIS: Your husband doesn’t like you putting yourself in danger but what happens when you disobey him and disguise yourself as one of his comrades.

a/n: Hello everyone, I wrote this after a really long while. Thank you for the likes on the previous fic that I wrote months back. Here’s another one because I miss my husband. I hope you all are doing great and have a happy read. There might be a part 2 for this.

˚✩ MINORS DO NOT INVOLVE!! ˚✩

Your mana depleted as time went by, and just as you were about to be slashed by the rival, you crouched down in fear, you feared for your life after involving yourself in a battle. You were more dependent on sorcery rather than combat skills. Hearing slashing sounds dying down, you slowly lift your head and recognize your husband, Satoru, staring at you in complete silence yet his stern gaze not leaving you, he crouches down to your level.

“Let’s go back”

He growled and you couldn't argue about it. You had your gaze downcasted dreading, what was coming for you. You felt Satoru pick you up in an instant and mount you on the horse, his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you steady in place before. Holding you close, he rides fast across the fields, back to his castle. Gripping on tight; and as he does, the wind whistles through his silver-white hair.

Later, the gates of the castle were visible from afar and the horse galloped fast. The Lord’s arrival was informed and a signal blew in the distance to open the gates. Reaching the entrance of the castle, you were carefully placed on the ground followed by Satoru dismounting from the horse.

“Everyone is exempted from their duties, a grand buffet is being organised at our victory tomorrow.”

You stood there with your husband who was commanding his knights, you felt small beside him with a long cloak covering your entire body. He dispersed everyone and glanced down lifted you up. The servants and maids bowed to him as he made big strides to the grand halls of the castle, carrying you bridal-style in his arms.

On reaching the chambers, you were set down and Satoru locked the door of the room, you set aside your cloak. Silence filled the room, you swear you wanted to protect Satoru, you hated how he’d have to go away for petty reasons, leaving you behind in the cold castle.

“Satoru I-”

“Why were you there?”

Is the first thing he asks you. You take a deep breath and let it all out.

“Satoru, I wanted to be a part of this battle. I wanted to be of some use to you. I wanted to lessen the burden you have.”

He looked down at you, the frown still on his face.

“Can't you understand how worried I was for you?”

He spoke softly this time, but you heard the underlying sternness in his voice.

Your voice quivered and your bottom lip wobbled a bit, tears welled up in your eyes. You were convinced that he’d punish you for going against him.

Before you could utter anything once again, Satoru approached and grabbed you, pulling you towards him and placing a kiss on your lips. You could sense how eager he is, a swipe of his tongue on your lips and you allow him to explore your mouth. Pulling away with a string of saliva connecting your lips, he hugged you so tight afraid of leaving you. He wipes the tears on your face connecting your foreheads.

“You shouldn’t have been involved in this ordeal.”

You hugged him back, inhaling his scent. He smelled like cold metal.

“It is obvious that a knight’s lady gets involved in such a trivial matter.”

“You aren’t meant to be there!”

He raises his voice a little causing you to flinch. You didn't wish that he perceived you as weak by your own husband. He sighs and picks up a strand of your hair inhaling it deeply and letting out a shaky breath.

“You wouldn’t understand how I felt back there when you were about to be killed. The floor was snached from beneath me at the sight of you kneeling in the middle of the battlefield.”

You felt soft, a spring of bloom raised in your stomach, he wanted you to live in comfort within the castle walls and not involve yourself in such barbaric acts. You cupped his face and gazed into his beautiful sapphire irises.

“I understand Satoru, I’ll be more careful in the future.”

“Good”

Deafening silence filled the room once again, you stood in front of him.

“Are you hurt, princess?”

“H-Huh?? No I’m not, I just have minor scratches here and there.”

“Don’t lie to me! Come here, I’ll inspect it myself. Undress yourself”

His statement left you stunned and speechless. Blush crept on your face and you averted your gaze.

“Are you going to do it or shall I do it myself?”

“Sa-”

Before you could protest, Satoru removed his gloves, slowly closed the distance between you and began to untie the corset of your gown. The flowy fabric which was in place due to the corset came undone and lose, dropping on the floor leaving you behind in the petticoat. He picked you up and set you on the bed. He kneeled beside you, taking off your boots and throwing them somewhere in the room. His hands slowly slid underneath the skirt up to your thighs. He lifted the skirt and saw bruises on your knee. You gulp down nervously and put your hand on your face. A slight bruise was revealed on the knee.

He lowered his head and kissed the wound on the knee, your whole body trembled at the contact.

“S-Satoru.....it doesn’t hurt-”

“But it hurts to me....”

He looked up with worry and a frown on his face.

“This is the last thing I want to see, you getting harmed because of me....I have seen several men massacred on the battlefield, yet I can’t tolerate a single scratch on you.....”

He caressed your cheek with his thumb, his gaze softening at your sight.

“You are an amazing archmage and I believe in you, Princess. It’s just that I can’t see you in pain. I want you to live comfortably without any worry.”

You couldn’t help but admire your husband. So this is love, it melts the heart of the toughest in no time.

“Even if I put myself in danger, I know that you, my husband, will come to save me”

Satoru’s chest filled up with pure warmness, a warm tinge of pride spreading over him whenever you called him your husband.

His eyes widened in shock as you dragged him towards you, but then his breath hitched as he felt your warmth pressing upon his body.

His voice became strained and his eyes glinted with a burning urge.

"I need you... I desperately need you..."

A smile tugged on your lips and you gently cupped his face and kissed him deeply.

Taken aback by your action but soon obliged. He pulled you closer again, mouths colliding in a union leaving you with winds knocked out from the lungs, you had already been covered in a deep blush.

“The things you do to me, Princess. You can’t go back now. I have to have you right now”

There was a dangerous yet possessive glint in his eyes which sent a throbbing sensation between your legs. His presence intoxicating you, he removes his fur coat and the armor. Now, just left in his pants, his body was just perfect, the Gods took their time to sculpt such a body…but…the whole torse was covered in scars from the battles, some were mere cuts and some felt deep and painful. Your heart ached, You shift back on the bed with your face flushed, pressing your thighs together in hopes of getting some friction. You were caught staring at him.

“Like what you see, My Dear Wife?”

Smirking, he pins you down to the bed. Your heart rammed in your chest and a whimper left your lips. You felt like a lamb caught by a wolf which would devour you any minute.

Satoru didn’t waste any time and kissed you roughly, his tongue rougly wandering around inside your mouth. You couldn’t help feel greedy about it widening your legs to make room for him, you pull him closer with your hands laced in his white locks.

“Hah! You are going to be the death of me. Do you want this??”

Too lost in lust, you weren’t able to respond. He grabs your chin making you look upto him, he caresses your cheeks with his thumb.

“Do you want this? We can stop if you don’t want to do it.”

“No, don’t stop please….give me more….”

Satoru kissed your lips again, sucking at your bottom lip. His hands made it’s way on your clothed breasts and started playing with it as you kept kissing.

“This is bothering me!”

He growls and tears apart the last piece of modesty which was hanging on your body. Your shrieked and try to cover yourself but Satoru wasn’t having it, he pinned your arms above your head.

“No hiding from me. Understood!”

His commanding voice was spiralling your head. You quietly obeyed his orders. He sits up on his knees looking at you. The flames of the candles highlighted your beautiful features.

“Princess, you are a godsent. Oh! How I’m lucky to be your husband”

Satoru places a loving kiss on your forehead, your cheeks your nose, your lips. You felt loved, and never wated this feeling to end. Satoru placed several kisses on your neck and bit your sensitive spot. His hands kneading your breasts which peaked in no time. Rolling the twin peaks between his thumb and finger, you shudder and grab onto his shoulder.

“Ahh!…..nngghhh…”

Satoru sucked on your nipples with his tongue swirling around the hardened bud while his other hand rubbed the other mound. He bit your nipple a little causing you to yelp. He pulls away and chuckles.

“I love it when you make such noise.”

He continues with the same treatment to the other

his hands snake down to your underwear touching the damp spot. Your whole body shivered

“Gosh, you are so wet down there and I haven’t even touched you properly. Who would’ve thought my wife would be so needy”

He began rubbing up and down the dampened area before tearing apart your underwear. As expected from a fierce person who can’t do anything gently.

The pink cavern drooling with arousal was a sight to behold. Satoru licked his lips before lowering himself to the mound. His breath fanned over your pussy which made you eager to just smash his face deep into you.

“Satoru….please…please my love do something”

You whine. Satoru let out a chuckle and lifted your legs, He began trailing kisses inside your thighs, riling you up. He reaches at the top stopping and staring at you with a smug expression.

“Spread your legs for me, princess. I wish to see all of it.”

Your juices dripped down on the finest silks. Too embarrassed you tilted your head to the side not wanting to see his face.

“Princess? Look at me, I want your eyes on me all the time”

His voice ever so gentle that it made you tear up. Is it possible for a merciless and a ruthless man to act so gently?

You look at him with a smile forming your lips. Satoru was lost in love and lust. His hand come up to your engorged clit and began circling it slowly.

He continued rubbing your clit with two fingers increasing the speed. He kept assaulting your clit, flicking it, making different patterns and glancing at you to see your reaction. Your face contorted in an erotic expression which made Satoru painfully hard underneath his trousers. You kept quivering under his touch, gripping onto his shoulder

“Nngghhh…aaghh..”

“So this is where you are weak huh?”

He chuckles and slides his fingers from your hole, collecting your drool and rubbing it on your clit. He proceeds to roll your clit between his fingers. You gasp at the feeling wanting more. He removes his hand, leaving you grinding your hips in the air.

“Satoru….why’d you stop”

You look at him with tears of frustration in your eyes, he loved this side of yours, falling apart just for him. Lowering his head, he made an experimental lick at your slit, making you shudder, arching your back and plopping back on the bed.

“Ahh!….”

Satoru spread your lips and continue making small licks all over your pussy. He gently sucked your clit, making out with it. He kept grunting as he kept lapping at your cunt, savouring the taste. You unconsciously pushed him closer which made Satoru bite your clit. You jolted a little. Soon, your lower abdomen tightened along with the thrilling sensation as you clench on the bedsheets tighter with your fists and your back arching deliciously. You reach your high and all your juices sprayed on Satoru’s face. He paused and placed a loving kiss on your clit before pulling away. He looked at you with his pupils dilated, blown with lust. His chin glistening with his saliva and your juices.

“You are so sweet, princess….”

You were catching your breath and was about to sit up, you were laid again on the bed, hovering over you, eyes darkening dangerously.

“Where do you think you are going, princess. I’m not done with you yet!”