Week One, Day Five; Hair Pulling Kink (kaedehara Kazuha)

week one, day five; hair pulling kink (kaedehara kazuha)

cw// hair pulling (both recieving), somewhatporn w/o plot, sub!kazuha, dom!fem!reader, mommy kink, bondage (kazuha recieving), begging, teasing, blowjob

victoria talks : hi this is super long, at least longer than usual, and also super shit but like at least its something🤞🤞

"M— Mommy, please! Let me touch you, wanna make you feel good!" Kazuha whined, fidgeting with the ropes on his wrists.

"You wanna please mommy? Then be a good boy and take what I give you." You spat. In response, Kazuha gave you a quick nod.

You slipped of Kazuha's pants, and then his underwear, revealing his already wet cock.

"My, my. Already dripping for mommy?" You taunted, grinning.

"Mmhm, just please, please do something!" He cried.

You moved to a more comfortable position before gagging on his dick. Kazuha let out a moan, his hands once again trying to free itself from the ropes to muffle his moans.

"It's alright, be as loud as you want. Let everyone know how good I make you feel," You told him, a smirk on your face.

You teased the tip of his cock, much to Kazuha's dismay but enjoying it anyway, before taking the entirety of it.

You removed the restraints on Kazuha's wrists, letting his hands roam freely.

The rush of pleasure that Kazuha was recieving made his knees weak. His hands combed your hair, slightly tugging on it but as his high came to arrive, it became ever more so aggressive.

Kazuha's moans— some muffled and quiet but some quite the opposite— filled the room. He came into your mouth, you swallowing it all.

an undreamt eternity.

summary: You save a stranger dying on your doorstep, forming a reluctant companionship for the summer. Years later, he returns as a harbinger.

notes: suggestive content, fluff, light angst, 5k words, spoilers for ch2 act 3 of Inazuma

It was around the very beginning of summer, on a bright, clear day, that you found a strange man collapsed outside of your front door. On first inspection, you thought he was dead. On second, you realized he was still breathing, albeit shallowly. 

“Are you okay?” you asked, crouching down to touch his forehead.

The man groaned. He was burning up, sweat coating his face. How long had he been there? Without a second thought, you brought him inside. It looked like your food cart would be closed for the next few days.

The man was the most beautiful person you had ever seen, even when he was weak with fever. He was so light that you had no trouble wrapping your arm around him and dragging him into your spare room. And so, for the next few days, you took care of him. You bought pricy medicine you could barely afford, placed a cooling rag on his head that you changed whenever it got too warm, and spoonfed him plain rice congee when he was lucid enough to eat.

Several days later, the fever finally broke. You found the man sitting straight up on his cotton futon, staring out the window at the blue, pre-dawn light when you went to bring him breakfast. The moment he saw you, however, he grimaced. “Who are you?” he asked, so haughty you almost contemplated throwing the congee in your hands at his face.

“I’m the one who saved you when you were dying outside my door,” you answered flatly. You placed the bowl next to him, deciding it would be a shame to waste such good food “Who are you?”

“Kunikuzushi.”

And thus your reluctant cohabitation with him began.

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Lucio x Gender neutral! Reader SPICY

So I was in the shower and this brilliant idea came to mind. Thanks to @devoraks-dearest-love for cheering me on as I wrote this! And she wrote her own fanfic so go check her stuff out!

This isn’t complete smut but it’s pretty close to it. A lot of talking about smutty things.

Enjoy.

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“I want you!” I shout at Lucio’s back.

He stops mid-step and suddenly I realize what just came out of my mouth.

Lucio turns his body towards me, “What was that?” His face was questioning like he didn’t know what he just heard.

“I...” My burst of confidence was gone and anxiety replaced it, “Never mind.”

“No, no, what did you say?” Lucio’s hand points at me and I gulp just looking at them. When I saw that his lips were turned into a half smile I knew that he already knew what I had said but he wanted to hear me say it again.

Fuck it. “I want you.” My voice was quieter this time and filled with nervousness and a bit of lust.

Lucio grinned his signature evil smile, “That’s all you had to say, baby.”

In a few strides he’s against me and pushing my body against the wall.

The air in my lungs leaves me for a moment as my body is sandwiched between Lucio and the wall.

“Tell me want you want,” Lucio stares into my eyes as I gasp for my breath. I felt vulnerable under his sliver eyes, almost like he could see right through me.

“I want....” My mouth stays open as if I was gonna say another word but nothing came out.

He lifts my chin back up with his right hand then smiles wide before grabbing my hair and pulling my head back to reveal more of my neck. I gasp, not expecting the abrupt movement.

“Is this what you want?” He breathes on my neck, leaving kisses along my sensitive skin, “You pushed against me as I fulfill your wildest dreams?”

I stare at the beautifully painted ceiling as I try to focus on his words and where his hands were. My hands wrapped themselves around his neck, wanting every bit of my skin on his.

Lucio pulls my head away from his so he had more room to explore. Instantly, his lips land on a tender part of my neck and my hips lightly thrust against his.

I feel him smile against my skin, my lips then turning into a thin line. He has me right where he wants me.

“You should have told me sooner,” Lucio lightly bites at my sensitive skin, “Imagine the fun we could have.”

I am then suddenly aware of his leg as it slowly moves between my legs, spreading them further apart.

“I wonder how long you could ride against my leg before you cum, hm?” Lucio gently pushed his thigh against my privates.

I moan a bit loud, the excitement of this becoming a bit overwhelming. Immediately I start rubbing myself against his thigh, feeling his muscles against my sex was so thrilling that I could have came right then and there.

“Do you think about me like this at night? What am I doing in your fantasy? Am I ripping off my clothes and plunging into you like a wild animal? Am I gentle as I fuck you with my metal fingers?” With every word it feels as if he’s digging himself into my thoughts and pleasuring me with what he finds, “Do you think about me when you’re pleasuring yourself in bed just as you fall asleep and the line between being awake and asleep is so blurred that you don’t know what’s real or not?”

“Lucio..” I huff, feeling a tight knot grow in my stomach.

“Say it, darling.” He presses his forehead against mine.

I bite my lip, still not entirely sure if this is still real, “You do so much to me without even trying.”

Lucio grins, pushing his leg up harder.

I moaned, “When you go out into the garden to workout and I watch you stretch your muscles from a high tree branch. Oh fuck, all I wanted when I saw your bare skin was to leave my own mark with my nails.”

I could tell that Lucio was loving what I was saying, biting his own lips and his face growing red.

“I would love nothing more than leaving my own marks on your skin,” he lifts his sharp metal hand so close to my skin then gently squeezes my neck before sliding his fingers down my collar bone and to my buttoned up shirt.

“Ones that you can hide with just a shirt and others that...” He cuts the top button off with his claws, the tiny button flying away and my shirt opening up wider, “Would take some layers to cover.”

We continue to make eye contact, neither of us wanting to break it. My underwear was growing wet from pre-cum and my chest archihg towards Lucio like he was pulling at my heart.

Another button flies off and cool air hits the open part of my chest.

Lucio breaks the eye content and looks down my shirt then looks up at me and smiles, “Just as beautiful as I imagined.”

I open my mouth, about to say something before a loud knock rings through the room, both of us turning our heads to the bedroom door.

“Count Lucio?” A servant calls from outside the door, smart enough not to come in.

“Yes, what is it?!” Lucio shouts back, visibly annoyed.

“The Countess needs you sir, something about peacocks running wild in the dance room?” The servant says and a wave of disappointment washes over me.

I look at Lucio’s face to see disappointment as he sighs.

“Tell her I’m on my way.” Lucio tells the servant and they leave.

A wicked grin then crosses his face, almost as if he had planned to be interrupted. “I guess you’ll have to wait for me.”

“You jerk!” I say with annoyance and a bit of playfulness as I lightly punch his right arm.

He laughs, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry but I’ll try to be as quick as possible but before I leave, I’ll give you something to think about.”

Lucio kisses my lips and then I realize that we did all that but we haven’t kissed. I lean into the kiss, my hands resting on either side of his face.

His lips are softer than I had imagined but even so it was still so perfect. It was the kind of kiss that left you breathless and with your eyes closed.

Lucio pulls away despite my whine.

“I’m sorry, darling, but I will make it up to you.” He separates completely from me, the warmth that his body gave off now being replaced with the cool spring air.

I lean my back against the wall for support as I watch Lucio walk towards the door.

He stops just as he opened the bedroom door that led to the hallway, his eyes reach me and Lucio looks over me as if he’s taking the sight of my completely undone body into his memory.

Lucio blows a kiss and a wink before walking out the door.

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