A LESSON TO LEARN

— A LESSON TO LEARN

ENTRY #005 OF SHAISUKI'S KINKTOBER 2023

FT. KISHIBE + EXHIBITIONISM

— exhibitionism is the term most commonly used for the action of being nude and/or engaged in a sexual act for others to witness visually.

• pairing: kishibe x chubby reader

• content warnings: public sex (alleyway), reader is in her twenties, kishibe in his fifties, spanking, calling of whore, kishibe calls reader, kiddo.

you have a lot to learn considering you're new in the public safety division and whose much better to learn from is the man who had years of experience, the strongest devil hunter — kishibe.

kishibe really lives out to his name being called the strongest in the division and to your expectations of him when you first entered the doorways of the public safety commission — you knew you were there for the thrill and the with the astronomical salary paid for people with your line of work.

and of course, to meet kishibe.

despite the adrenaline you were chasing for — death and fun are in the same page of your vocabulary — you need to at least toughen up in this line of work the high you were looking for and you were given the opportunity to be trained by no other than kishibe. thanks to ms. makima for her connections.

it didn't matter how old he was to you. the older someone is, the more experienced they have and he was perfect to you.

“the circumstances isn't what i expected coming from someone like you.” he says gruffly. taking a drag from his cigarette and blowing the smoke out. his eyes narrowing and yet he remained emotionless.“hunting devils isn't for people like you who seeks it for fun. this ain't a playground for you to play, kiddo.” pulling the silver flask from his coat and taking a swig from it.

you were annoyed by it. you knew you were young and being young and knowing the future that waited for you. it seems right to enjoy it.

seeing you were affected by what he was saying with your brows scrunch, the little mean pout and the glare you were sending to him. kishibe knew you were stubborn. youngsters this days.

“perhaps you could find something that will satisfy you.”

it was a low for someone like him to be fucking someone in a dark alleyway. his coat abandoned in his feet, pants pooling in his waist and the few buttons of his shirt are undone while his large cock is buried deep inside your sopping cunt.

you were the someone he is currently fucking in a dark alleyway with bystanders passing by with, unaware of you two both but with your filthy moans echoing — it wouldn't be too long for someone to notice you both.

“if i've known this also the fun you wanted — i should have fucked you sooner.” he groans behind your ears. his breath ragged while he drills his cock to your fat pussy. the back of your knee hooked in his arm while you moaned out his name.

kishibe didn't expected that at his age and his experiences in women — he would be still disciplining a brat like you. a few decades younger than him.

“told you — 'm not a kid, kishibe — mmph” you moaned out as you taunt him. if he would treat you like a kid then better be a brat for him. you giggled looking above him with his eyes neutral and his face monotonous but it looks like he was cracking from his facade.

his eyebrows raising while he examines you. your skirt bunched up to your waist. your blouse discarded along with his coat. showing the the side of your head pressed to the cold wall while you look to him like you were challenging him and you were getting too cocky for his taste.

“you're not a kid? hm?” he hums, questioning you with a confirmation. his hips snapping to yours and you let out a squeal from the sudden pace of his pounding to you. “then you wouldn't mind being shown like a whore to this people.” he says. spreading you wider and with your chunky leg hook in his arm, he positioned it to the direction where unsuspecting people passing by in the alleyway. if there's a unknown soul who turn his head to the direction. they can your fat cunt on display with his cock sliding in and out of your hole.

the thought of being seen by someone while getting your hole used sends shocks of shiver running down to your spine and to your pussy. the thought of it got you clenching around him and kishibe groans.

“you like that? you like someone watching you while you're getting impaled by an old cock, huh?” you gushed more from his filthy words. your slick dripping out as it runs down to his length.

“yes! i love it very much! please!” you cried out. your nerves tingling from how he was hard from he was fucking you. the sound of skin slapping and your cunt squelching from his length turns you on more and you didn't want it to end. finding the thrill of being fucked in a public place by your senior.

“more — please! fuck me harder!” moving your own hips to match his speed. your hand reaching out for his head and pulling it close for you to kiss him. turning your head to the side to meet his face and then his lips capturing your own. turning it on a more heated kiss. both of your tongues clashing in the insides of your mouth. “mmmm” his fingers coming to rub your swollen clit while his other hand gripping the rolls of your stomach. finding the leverage to continue his barrage of thrusts to your warm hole.

holding his head, you can feel the stitches in his cheek. rubbing into your face and that adds to the appeal of him. the sensation being too much for you and it wouldn't be too long before you can cum. your fingers pinching and pulling your nipple.

you didn't care about the noises coming from you. you weren't afraid of being someone with your body full on display as long you were under his touch.

your plush body quivers when the tip of his cock — hits the soft spot inside you making your juices drip down. “hit me there! hit me there again!” and kishibe complies to your wishes. angling his hips to a different position to hit that special spot inside you. raising your leg a little higher.

his cock throbs more than ever the more he buries himself deep inside you. the moment he took you under his wing — he knew he fucked up. you unknowingly bewitched him and it was his fault. you were deranged from the moment you joined his division. too fucked up and too crazy to ever fear death and he realizes him fucking you in this place will never satisfy your greed.

with a harsh bounce as you lower yourself to him. his balls slapping to your pussy. your warm walls came convulsing around him. making sure you were going to milk him dry and that triggers his own high. groaning and muttering a curse as he bit the crook of your neck while you milked him for all his worth.

his hot, white, sticky cum warming and painting your insides. generous amount of his cum seeping deep inside your walls that it creates a creamy, white ring at the side of his cock while still being inside you.

“you filthy whore.” he rasped out and it made you giggle. “yes. i'm your filthy whore.” looking at him with a daze look and he couldn't deny you still look innocent despite just being fucked by him.

turning around to face him and you hisses from the sensitivity. his cock still buried inside you. “i will be always your whore — kishibe.” kissing the tip of his nose.

“sure you are.” he muttered. pulling his length out from you. his cum running down to your creamy thighs. after fixing himself up. he grabbed his coat along with your blouse. assisting you dressing up and turning around with his back facing you. after making sure you were decent you followed him.

a huge smile etched from your face and kishibe takes a swig of the liquid in his flask. hearing you follow him and kishibe damn sure, he will never take someone as crazy like you under his wing again.

it was a lesson to learn for a man like him.

Oh my god, I just read your Nanami ff. And I just, I love it 😍😍😍 he is so pookie bear.

yes! nanami is so soft and gentle with you that makes your body turn into goo from his touches and what could we ask for more?

just take precaution. nanami could be so rough with us when placed in a bad mood and we like that.

The Internet was the best one NSFW smutt stories I've read in a while. Bravo!

thank you!

— THE DARKNESS WITHIN

ENTRY #007 OF SHAISUKI'S KINKTOBER 2023

FT. TODOROKI SHOUTO + BLOOD KINK

— being attracted to blood and or enjoying the sight of it.

• pairing: todoroki shouto x chubby reader

• content warnings: vampire! shouto, cunnilingus, blood, biting.

for centuries had passed, the younger todoroki embraces what darkness lurks inside him.

there is only much of a what man like him could do in the dark.

for centuries had passed, watched as civilization changed. from stones to bricks to glasses. from bows and arrows to swords and guns. humans who died in each other's hands. he lived long enough but does he? when all he got is a heart that stopped beating long ago, stuck in the endless cycle of witnessing blood shed in the difference course of time.

he got no reason to live. stay long in this world as he walked through the empty hallways of his house. what is dead may never live but the curse his father had put upon them — bounded them for eternity without seeing the sun rise nor live in the daylight.

beads of blood sprouted to your skin where his fangs grazed upon. his finger tips feathery-light skimming through the expanse of your shoulder blades and where your pulse rests in your neck. your heart thumps with anxiousness and with the beats of your heart music to his ears. pumping blood throughout your veins and his stomach churns in desire. a certain hunger for your blood.

he holds your arm where the strap of your dress had fallen. tilting your head and he lodges his face in the space of your shoulder. his nose brushing — smelling the tantalizing scent of the crimson liquid trapped under your skin.

pain erupts throughout your system as his sharp canines pierces the thin barrier of your skin where your flesh rests. you let out a shaky breath. pursing your lips in a thin line — closing your eyes for the pain to subside.

when his canines pulls to your skin, droplets of the crimson liquid flows in your skin. coming from the hole where his fangs breached your skin. he catches the sweet blood with his tongue. licking a stripe in your skin where the blood stops to flow until it reaches the two tiny holes where his fangs had sinked before his mouth engulfs in the skin.

there's only a hum of satisfaction buzzing through his lips and to your skin while he sucks the blood in your veins. it flows down his tongue and to his throat. dripping like honey with the taste of sugar — it's been a hundred years since he tasted something pleasant — exquisite rather. it was different from the flesh and the blood he had consumed from the past decades. horrendous with the pungent smell of foul mixing in the blood and flesh — the vileness in their being seeps in their flesh while you — tasting like a freshly picked fruit. ripe and sweet. ready for the taking. the plummy taste lingering in his tongue.

the more sips he takes from you, the more your world starts to spin with spots of white dancing in your vision. your muscles turning into goo. you couldn't even complain nor fight while he drinks from you. you're no match for him for someone who lives in the dark for a long, long time. who stole you at the dead of a night.

when your body slumps to him. you didn't even mind the weight you have. his mouth reluctantly pulled away in your skin — wiping the corners of his mouth from the blood pooling in them. licking his fingers clean — not wanting to waste a precious drop of your blood.

he's satisfied for the night — not wanting your body to give up when the night is still young. he still need you to satisfy the desire — a hunger for something.

the moonlight passing through the large windows of his manor. candlelight softly glowing in the darkness of the room. his pale-white skin glistens like the first fall of snow in the ground. the greys and the turquoise of his eyes looking back at your own. it's unlike for someone like him to have this mismatched eyes for a creature of the night.

it holds no emotion. devoid of warmth and life in them. his knuckles grazed in your cheek. your body pressed in the wall while his fingers worked on the way to the strapped of your dress. showing the generous flesh of your body. he needs to see more. cold fingertips dancing at the top of your flesh. bite marks littering on them. they are yet to heal, some of them freshly bitten. his gaze falling into them. he marked you. a claim for you to stay with him — for eternity.

your dress falls down to your feet. there's a cloud of predatory gaze on those orbs of him. he drinks in the sight of your supple body in front of him. bare with the flaws a human can have. the scars, the marks, the lightning strikes in your stomach and into your arms. the thickness of your skin. a delightful texture to sink his teeth in.

he falls to his knees also — beneath you was him. leveled with your thighs and his palms splayed in your wideness of your thighs. his cold breath tickling your skin sending tremors to your very soul. you leaned your back in to the wall. supporting yourself while his hands pry your thighs apart to place his face between them.

placing one of your thighs to his shoulder and his lips brushes through the skin of your thighs. pressing a kiss to them and it made your thighs quiver. you almost fall but his arms is quick to support you. his fangs nudges to your skin before taking a bite. puncturing your skin and with that. blood rolling to your skin and just like what he did to your for many times — he takes a lick, then suck until his tongue swirls.

“shou—” you head falls back. looking at the ceiling above. pain and pleasure is mixing with the other emotions you are feeling. blinking back the tears pooling in your eyes.

he nibbles in your skin, traveling upwards until his mouth is faced to your weeping pussy. your puffy folds covered in slick and without warning he take a deep between them.

he breathes in and out before taking a long lick to your perineum and to your clit. his lips wrapping into your swollen pearl and giving it a harsh suck. his hands holding the plushness of your waist while he takes long licks to your cunt.

his face smothered while he feasts to your fat pussy. his nose nudging your clit while his tongue wriggles in your hole. your fingers grasping to his red and white locks — pulling them that your didn't care that you're pulling a few strands of his hair. your hips rolling matching the rhythm of his tongue sliding in and out of your hole.

his cheek smothered with your blood while it trickles from your thighs where it had bitten. the smell of your sweet cunt and your blood adding to the haziness of his mind. desperate for more. addicted for the saccharine taste that only you could provide for him. more, more, more.

groaning at your taste, the sensation of your warm walls against his cold touch. it heightens his senses as he worships you like a deity that will provide him food for a long time.

he didn't regret taking you. away from the sunlight where you bask in. you belong here — with him in the darkness. he's a prince — who'd be so lonely that he doesn't know that if there is salvation for someone like him and then you came. his princess waiting to be saved by him. away from the prying eyes and the destruction that humans bestow to others.

the swish and flick of tongue getting rougher and so is the knot waiting to be unfolded in the pit of your stomach. your breathing getting ragged and you looked below him. his eyes finding yours and he's beautiful.

your slick mixing with your blood is a forbidden concoction one should never have — except for him. it's meant for him and only him. waited for you so long that he won't let a human nor creatures like him touch you. you are only for him to feast and to worship. let there be blood if that's the only way he can keep you away from them.

he can hear your heart beating a mile and he knows you were close. he focuses his tongue in licking and swirling your cunt. his fangs grazing to your clit and with a last harsh suck. your juices came bursting and he drinks it with such want that he didn't give you a moment to adjust to your orgasm. greedily lapping at it like it's the only source of water in a dessert.

your body trembling, hips involuntarily arching as you've reached your high. he takes it all. he lazily laps through it and pressing a kiss to your mound before taking a lick to your thighs.

your back slides down and then you fall to the the floor. he may have tire you out for tonight but he ain't stopping. he picks you up as he carries you to your shared bedroom. the night is young and he is still beginning.

just thinking about riding nanami with his leopard print tie hanging around your neck. he would go absolutely mad from it. his tie between your pretty tits bouncing with each thrusts. he's feral and it's his new favorite position. you and his tie? perfection.

you ride him naked with the exception of his tie hanging around your neck. your thick legs in the side of his torso while you roll your hips. grinding and rolling while your fat pussy swallows his cock whole. he watches you with those brown eyes of his. watch as your body jiggles and bounces with every sway of your hips and nanami drinks at the sight like the finest wine he had tasted.

he's still dressed in blue-button dress shirt. the first few unbuttoned like it was hot and it was getting difficult for him to breath which is true. his chubby wife riding him with nothing but his tie and his cock twitches every time he looks at it.

his left hand rests on your thick thigh squished like a seal on the dry land. feeling the cool metal of his watch while the other hand is brushing to the rolls of your stomach. folded like a dough and his finger grazes of it. adoring each stretch marks like lightning while it slowly creeps up above to where his tie rest before curling it around his thick fingers.

he loves every minute of it. your breathless whines and moans music to his ears. your body in top of him and he just wants it to stay, always. milking his cock until it runs dry or preferably while you warm his cock.

ughh. nanami and his obsession with his two favorite. his neckties and you. combine it and he's one happy and contented man.