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Chapter 1: Putting on a show – Needs!Reborn x Skull
Masturbation // Orgasms Control // Incest

Skull shivered as Sir eased him over his lap. He couldn't stop himself from gripping the black linen of Sir's pant leg. In response Sir delivered a sharp swat to his upturned bottom. Skull tipped his hips up to invite more attention, but Sir just chuckled.

“I think you will like this.” That was the only warning as Sir pressed a a heavy plug past his slick guardian muscle. The base nestled between his cheeks and Skull made a curious sound. The stem of the plug felt odd and bumpy. A soft click broke the silence then the bumps began to rotate, massaging his rim.

“Ohhh...”

“Yes, I thought you would like that.”

Skull soon found himself seated on a wooden ladder-back chair. Cuffs encircled his ankles and were tied to the chair legs. Skull looked up with lust hazed eyes and Sir smirked, “You're going to put on a show for me.”

Reborn leaned in to lick his sweet pet's lip, “If I like what I see, you get to cum. If not, well I'm sure I can find something to use you for that you won't enjoy.”

Skull blinked as Sir took his right hand and slowly licked a path over the palm and fingers. His slick hand was guided down to wrap around his hard length.

“Go on Pet, play with that cute little cock.”

“Yes Sir.”

Skull moaned as he slowly and carefully worked his hand over his erection. He kept his purple gaze on his Sir, the taller man sprawl on the love seat lazily fondling himself through his slacks. He bit his lower lip and trailed his free hand up his pale belly and chest until his fingers found a pebbled nipple.

Reborn all but purred as his pretty little pet switched between tugging at pink nipples and stroking cock. He pulled the remote control for the plug out of his pocket and held the younger man's gaze as he activated the vibrator in the head of the toy. He fought down a groan as the slender submissive squeaked at the sudden change in sensation.

Skull whined as the toy began a thumping tempo inside his sheath. He bucked on the chair, his hand stroking faster as the thump of the toy against his pleasure spot. He could feel the silvery tension gather at the base of his spine and spend up his strokes just a bit, only to hear Sir lean forward.

“Hands off Pet.”

Skull grabs his thighs and shivers, waiting for the next order. He doesn't have to wait very long. The toy started moving again and Sir walked to his side. “Get me nice and wet.”

Skull fumbled a little in his haste to open Sir's zipper, and all but purred as his hands were filled by the dominant's warm length. He leaned forward, squirming just a bit, and filled his mouth.

Reborn sighed as the hot wet mouth engulfed his cock. His sweet pet was turning out to be an excellent cock sucker. So so delightfully responsive to Reborn's more sadistic urges. He let the smaller man nurse his erection, turning the fiendish plug up and down until tears streamed down those pale cheeks and precum dripped down his smaller shaft to soak his balls.

Skull felt the flush of an approaching climax warm him from sternum to hairline. He made a desperate noise around the thick cock in his mouth, looking up at his Sir with needy eyes. In return, the taller man grabbed the back of his head and drove his cock down Skull's throat. The cloud choked and whined but kept his nose buried against the older man's pelvis.

Reborn opened his eyes as the wave of pleasure passed over him. His good boy was holding his cock gently in his warm wet mouth. “Pet, are you paying attention?”

“Mm hmm.” And oh, wasn't that a lovely feeling on his sensitive shaft.

“I'm going to count down from ten. If you want to cum, you better do it on one, or you'll be sleeping on the floor with a plug of ginger up your tight little ass.” Reborn growled.

Purple yes widened as his Pet lifted his hands in supplication. Reborn smirked, “Oh no, if you want to get off, you'll just have to rub off on my leg like the needy little pet you are.”

Skull whined but obeyed the command, grinding his hips against the fine linen fabric of Sir's slacks. He held his hands together behind his back to stop himself from touching his dripping cock. He moaned and keened as the toy started to vibrate again, the balls circling the stem of the plug rotating at a brisk pace. It was all overwhelming and he barely had the frame of mind to hear Sir's countdown.

“Ten... Such a good pet.”

Something went loose and easy in Skull's chest.

“Nine... Sweet boy.”

Yes, He was Sir's good, sweet boy. He basked in that sensation and missed the next few numbers.

“Three. That's right just keep my cock warm. Two... Fuck you're perfect. One. Cum Now!”

Skull howled around the cock in his mouth, brain whiting out as his long-sought climax swept over him like a tidal wave. He let go of his wrists, hands coming up to grip Sir's hips as he sobbed and whined through the pleasure. When it was over, he collapsed on the floor in a wet, panting heap.

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Day 02: Bridal Hunt
Coming Untouched / Ageplay / Kidnapping - Wheel!Sakumo x Mito

Note: Future scene from my “Breaking the Wheel' Naruto fic. Sakumo is a widower with a young Kakashi.

Sakumo woke to the feel of lips pressed to his bare chest. He tried to reach down to bury a hand on the scarlet tresses spread over his torso. He tugged but found his wrist cuffed and tied in place. He lifted his head to meet his captor's gaze.

“Mito-hime.”

Red lips lifted in a wicked smile, “Tobi informed me of a unique custom your clan keeps... Bride Hunting.”

Sakumo choked a groan down as her fingers traced a path down his belly, “Usually it's the bride that is hunted hime.”

“Well Tobi did say there was nothing in the rules about the bride doing the hunting.”

His shorts were pushed down his thighs, and he felt the cold rush of the evening air wash over his aching cock. “S-so is this a proposal?”

She lifted her head from where she was tracing patterns around his belly button with her tongue. “I have found that a man that honestly loves and cares for his family is not one to let go.”

He laughed as a slender hand wrapped around his cock, “Well this isn't how my parents did it, but you have my attention.”

“Mm, I plan to have more than that.”

He writhed as mapped his body with her delicate looking hands. “Hime...”

“Life is too short to waste is Sakumo. Consider this my proposal, I'll expect an answer in the morning,” She purred and draped herself over his bound form. Tobi warned her that the Hatake did not want to be kept, he would not be. Instead, the powerful body eased and he growled, “Come up here then, I'll present my dowry.”

His gray eyes widened in delight as she moved forward to straddle his face. He wanted nothing more than to grip her hips and set the pace for her ride, but she had laid out the terms. He leaned up and licked a path from her thigh to her flower. Mito's soft moan music to his ears as he coaxed her down with sweet kisses to her folds.

Mito dug her fingers into thick silver hair as the older man began to worship between her thighs. There was no doubt he knew his way around a woman's body. Her first climax was a gentle thing, easing her into pleasure and seeping the tension from her muscles. Thighs well-muscled from years of surfing and martial training flexed as she sighed her pleasure.

She eased back to kneel over his check, her slick leaving a damp trail of joy over his skin. “If you would like to see my further credentials, all you have to do is scoot back a bit further.

Mito reached back and held his cock steady, then eased down slowly, the thick length parting the wet petals of her flower and forging inside. He was hot, like a fresh forged steel bar sliding home inside her. She moaned, low and filthy as he drew up his knees and planted his feet, giving her support to lean on while she rode him.

“Come then Hime, let's see what you have to offer hmm?”

Fire sparked in her black eyes as she clenches down on him. She braced her hands on his check and began to ride him in slow, teasing rocking motions. Her thighs flexed as she lifted up and sank down in a pace meant to drive him mad. As she seemed to settle into a tempo she liked, he bucked up, slamming his hips against her and driving a squeal of surprised pleasure from her lips.

“Like that little one?”

Mito leaned down to lick and nip at his lips, “First to make the other climax gets bragging rights for the bridal hunt?”

“Are you going to untie my hands?”

“Mm, no. I think you could use a handicap.”

“Then you better hang on tight hime.”

Mito moaned and keened as the bound Hatake bounced her on his cock like a puppet, until she was twisting her own nipples and collapsing onto his chest. She nipped at his should and growled, “Come on my wolf, fill me.”

Sakumo growled like his namesake and filled her clenching sheath, until his spend dripped from her folds. She lay on top of him, legs trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. “You did a good job stalking me all the way here. I didn't even know you were there.”

“Tobi wanted to make sure I had a fighting chance of catching you.”

“She is my favorite cousin for a reason.”

“So do I have to wait until dawn for your answer?”

Sakumo gave a low rumbling chuckle, “Hime, you had my answer the moment you trapped me in my own camp. Yes, I would marry you.”

"Good we can figure out the Clan nonsense later. For now...” The bindings at his wrists loosened, “Let see what else you can do.”

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Day 03: Sharing is Caring
Threesome / Nipple Clamps - !Pieces Obi-Wan

Obi-Wan whimpered at the sweet bite of the clamps at her nipples. Alpha and Cody had her pressed between their powerful bodies. The older vod took the chain for the clamps between his teeth and tugged playfully. She let her head drop back onto Cody's shoulder with a quiet moan.

“So good for us, Perfect fit for us.” Alpha buried in her flower, a hand under her thigh and the other on her rib cage, just under her breast. Cody had a hand low on her belly and his other hand under her opposite thigh. He pressed into her back passage and mouthed at her neck and shoulder. 

All Obi-Wan could do was shiver one hand gripping Alpha's shoulder while the other clung to Cody's forearm. The was no wild thrusts, just a steady gentle rocking that made her toes curls and her commanders chuckle in delight. She swayed between them, leaning back onto Cody's chest one minute, then falling forward to nip at Alpha's collar the next.

“Kriff Obika, half the GAR would have sold their souls to be where we are, bring your pleasure.” Cody hissed in her ear.

Alpha grunted as she clenched down at the mental image, “Oh, like that thought little one? Let the Ghosts, or maybe the 212th come if and just service you, show you how much we love our Negotiator?”

Cody growled, his hand searching for and finding her clit, “Wouldn't that be a sight, our pretty Obi-Wan surrounded by Vode who want to pleasure and cuddle her. I'm sure Waxer and Boil would love to soak with you in that ridiculous hot tub Vos had installed. Gregor gives a good massage, it's where I learned it from.”

Alpha grinned, “I bet Rex would be more than happy to serve you again.”

Obi-Wan gripped Alpha's shoulders with desperate hand and ground down on the cocks buried in her flower and peach. Alpha wasn't finished yet, he continued, “If we went slow, Cody and I could fill up your wet little dala, give Rex that tight little back passage. Wooley could have your mouth...”

Obi-Wan wailed as the steady stimulation, coupled with her commanders' filthy words pushed her over the edge. The former soldiers tightened their grip on her and found their release in her depths. Obi-Wan panted as she was lowered onto the pallet on the floor, her men as careful and tender as always. They hadn't spoken about adding the others to their arrangement, but maybe, just maybe they could.

Alpha and Cody shared a sharp toothed grin over her head. The idea was there, now they just had to nurture it. Soon their pretty jetti would be spoiled with touch and affection as should have been her entire life. Cared for by the men that served under her command and wanted nothing more than to continue in her service or servicing her.

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Day 04: Mind Games – Tokyo!Shamal x Nana
Voyeurism / Sounding / Hypnosis

Shamal knelt in front of her chair, “Are you certain precious?”

Nana cupped his jaw in her hand, “I trust you, all of you. You are my Elements, my Guardians, my Knights. I trust you all to keep me safe and bring me pleasure. You are My Own.”

Shamal kissed her palm, “Nothing will happen that you have not agreed to. The footage will be ready for you to watch in the morning and will be deleted at your command.”

“I trust you My Mist, I am ready.”

Shamal let the mist flames well up and wash over his precious sky. Her eyes took on a lilac sheen, and she slumped back into the chair. Her lips parted slightly, and he leaned forward to lick them. “Stand and walk to the table.”

Under the heated gaze of her court, Nana made her way to the bondage/exam table. She stared ahead as he moved to join her, “Strip little one.”

Her clothes landed in a pile at her feet and were swept away and folded by her cloud. Skull rubbed his thumb over the gusset of her panties and grinned at the warm slick that soaked into the cotton.

“You're being so good for us, now get onto the table.”

Nana climbed up onto the exam table and settled into position. Shamal lifted her legs into the stirrups and buckled the padded straps into place. Careful adjustments spread her legs wide, giving her men an unfettered view of her flower. Her petals were slick and her pearl peaked out from them.

Reborn adjusted the camera to ensure a good view of the scene. Their sky made soft, sweet sounds as Shamal gently cleansed her flesh in preparation for what was to come. His eyes, shining almost golden, devoured the image she made, helpless and trusting them with her everything.

Tsuyoshi had to adjust himself as Shamal buckled the cuffs to Nana's wrist and strapped them to her sides before running the wide padded belt over her waist, binding her in place. She was open, vulnerable, and certain that she could trust them to see to her pleasure. It was a breath-taking site.

A flex of mist flames adjusted the mirrors to provide the room with a perfect view of Nana's body no matter where her men stood. Lancia moved up to her head and after a moment began to stroke her hair, petting her like a beloved kitten.

Nico took note of the set-up, deciding to use it sometime later for the next time Nana wanted to indulge him in electrical play. Her thighs were carefully spread wider, almost into a split as Shamal pulled the tray of toys close.

Lancia groaned, “She's in the perfect position. Just roll up a stool and eat that pretty cunt for hours.”

Shamal chuckled as he carefully unrolled a series of sounds. The rods were in varying sizes, some smooth while others had ridges and bumps running doe their length. “Something to ask our sky about in the future.”

Nico have a wicked chuckle, “It's a good angle to slide a conductive plug into that tight little ass. She makes amazing sounds with the smallest spark.”

Skull pulled his cock out and began a slow, lazy stroke. “Maybe for the next Mother's Day, we can lock her into place and take turns eating her and she begs us to stop?

Reborn's smile was filthy, “You say that like she would ever ask us to stop.”

Tsuyoshi grinned, “Well she would probably need meal breaks.”

Shamal growled, “There are options to keep her fed and watered while we worship her as she deserves.

The first sound was slim, easily the smallest and was coated with a substantial amount of lubricant. Shamal manifested twin mist tendrils to hold her petals open and slowly slid the steel inside the tiny opening.

The sound that slipped past Nana's dazed lips could have set fire to stone. Shamal looked up her body and purred, “Is that good, sweet sky?”

“Y-Yes.” She moaned.

“Good girl.” He rocked the steel gently, easing it out and letting it sink back inside her body. He waited for the flush on her cheeks to spread down her chest before pulling it out and switching to a larger size, “Pretty little size queen. You like being stretch open, even down here.”

This rod needed a bit of pressure to enter, but once past the entrance, slid inside smoothly. She made a choked off sound and slick dripped down to soak her tight rose. Shamal didn't pause, just reached for a small bullet vibe and pressed is against her, making sure it was in contact with her pearl and the rod. He set a third tendril to hold the steel in place and switched on the vibrator.

Her reaction was instantaneous and dramatic. Her body arched against the restraints, shaking as her first climax flooded out of her. Groans of appreciation drown out her wailing cries as Shamal forced her to a second peak, then a third before she could catch her breath. She was whining with over stimulation when he pulled the vibrator away and tugged the rod free.

The Mist fitted the bumpy sounding rod into a cleverly made harness the held the rod in place and provided anchor points for the clamps he used to hold her petals wide open. The ancient mist settled the straps in place, clamps tight on her folds and reached for a speculum He slipped it inside her and purred, “Let's see if our pretty mare is ready to breed again. Do you want me to spread this slutty little hole and see if you are in heat?”

“Please...” She moaned like the heroine of an erotic anime.

“Please what little sky? Please have Nico bring in a horse speculum to force you wide open? Please stuff you so full of our cum that you carry a litter for us? Please ruin all your holes so completely you never forget how we feel inside you?”

“H-Hakase!” Her fourth orgasm of the night squirted out, soaking his lab coat.

The chorus of groans around them reminded him of his other goal, “Specimen jars gentlemen. We can't breed her if you waste your seed.”

He spread the speculum wide and kissed the inside of her thigh, “So pretty inside. Nice and healthy, all this cunt needs is a good load of cum, feed it right into the hungry little womb and give you baby. Would you like that sweet sky?”

“Yes, I want babies for all of you.”

“Oh? Should we keep you bred and full until we each get a babe off you?” Reborn's voice was a low growl that made her squirm on the table.

“Yes please...” Her voice ended on a whine as a nicely sized plug breached her rim and filled her further.

Nico, at Shamal's nod, reached out and sent the smallest spark into the sound and she screamed through another climax. If not for his hand on the device, she would have squeezed out the speculum with the way her body convulsed. Reborn laid a hand on her breast, palm covering her nipple and sent his sun flames into her body, activating the nerves and sending her over again.

Cloud flames reached out causing the sound and plug to swell, stretching holes to the edge of comfort. Tsuyoshi ran a finger over her panting lips, “Tell us beloved, what do you crave? What deep dark desires do you deny yourself? Speak it and if it is in our power, it is yours.”

Her breath sobbed from her lips as she whispered her dreams of being loved, worshiped and used in turns. Her driving fantasy of holding court over her harem of elements. She whimpered daydreams of roaming the temple bare, or in dresses and robes with no undergarments, being free use to them. Of being loved.

Shamal pulled the medical device from her depths and thrust his cock home, “As you wish hime. As you wish.”

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Day 05: Comfort for the Night - Castaway!Tsuyoshi x Tsuna
Finger Sucking / Wax Play / Dacryphilia

Tsuna wandered into the kitchen, feeling a little out of sorts. He wasn't sure what he wanted, but he knew he needed Tsuyoshi-sama. The older man was standing at the counter in the kitchen. He didn't hesitate just walked over and leaned against his rain.

Tsuyoshi looked down and wrapped a warm arm around “Trouble sleeping Tenjo-tan?”

The teenage sky nuzzled close and, “Restless. Can't sleep.”

Tsuyoshi smiled and traced Tsuna's pout with a fingertip. Tsuna parted his lips and slowly drew the digit into his mouth. Tsuyoshi's eyes went wide at the innocent sensuality. His sky nursed on the callused finger with closed eyes. He pressed his finger a little deeper and added a second, letting the hot little tongue press along his fingers.

Tsuna felt tears well in his eyes as something in his chest eased. He could hear the thump of his rain's heart, a reassurance that he wasn't alone. The warmth of the swordsman's arms enclosing around him, taking his weight as the tension left his body. He wrapped a hand his guardian's wrist in a bid to keep that comfort.

Tsuyoshi guided his sky to the sofa and drew him into his lap. He made no move to pull his fingers away and used his free hand to wipe the tears away. He leaned back and softly said, “Is this helping Tsuna-tan?”

The small sky in his lap nodded. He could feel himself drifting off for the first time in days. He loved the modest apartment his right hand brought him to, but there was so much noise. He could hear people talking as they walked down the streets, the sound of cars, the barking of dogs. It was too much at times.

A hand cupped over the ear not pressed to Tsuyoshi's chest. “We can stay like this tenjo-tan. Take as long as you need.”

Tsuyoshi knew his sky was having a hard time dealing with the ambient noise from both inside and outside of Takesushi. Ten years on a small island alone had distanced him for urban sounds, but that was just another reason to continue the process to open the castle. The thick walls would muffle unwanted sound, and the flames built into the walls and foundation would ensure Tsuna's safety.

He sent off a quick message from his cell phone to let his apprentices know that they would be in charge of the lunch shift. He shifted the now sleeping sky into a comfortable pose, resting against his chest as he laid back on the padded arm for the sofa. He could spare a day to let his sky rest, and perhaps daydream of those sweet lips one day nursing on his cock rather than his fingers.

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Day 06: Forest Fun – Club!Peter x Stiles
Outdoor Sex / Humiliation / Intoxication

Stiles grinned as she jogged down the nearly hidden game trail. The insulated bag was chocked full of snacks and water. Under her other arm was a thick quilt a small bag with a barely legal edible. Barely legal due to a little boost from being crafted with moon blessed water and an herbal enhancement that was undetectable in a conventional sense.

The clerk at the dispensary had advised that she should take the gummy once she was settled in for the night. She decided to have a private picnic, and had messaged Peter to come find her. She reached the clearing and shook out the quilt and settled in.

She set a Notice Me Not ward so that only Peter could find her and stripped bare. She sprawled on the quilt and popped the edible in her mouth. The clerk promised that the blend would enhance her senses and lower her inhibitions.

She was popping grapes in her mouth, daydreaming about her wolf when he entered the clearing. “What is this Mischief?”

“Well Little Red Riding Hood took a basket of goodies to grandma's house. I figured I'd skip the pretense and wait for the Big Bad Wolf.”

Peter walked to where she lay sprawled on the quilt, the rising scent of her arousal already teasing his nose. He knelt down next to her and took in her dilated pupils, “What big eyes you have...”

She giggled, “That's my line.”

“Mm hmm. Did you take anything from strangers?”

“I bought something that was highly recommended.”

“I see. Was there a reason you decided to experiment?”

“It's supposed to enhance my senses, make things more intense. Think you can make me pass out on your knot?”

Peter smirked, “So you want to be my stoned little slut?”

She flushed and squirmed under his gaze, “Peterrrr.”

“Oh? Does my naughty slut want something?” He could smell the slick welling up and dripping past her folds. Each iteration of the word slut made her scent spike again and he grinned wickedly. “Precious little slut. Naughty little brat. Maybe knots are only for good girls.”

“No... Peter, I want it. You feel so good inside me.”

“And why should I give my cock and knot to a silly stoned slut hmm? Why did you take something?”

“Always wondered what it was like, and you'll keep me safe.”

“Yes, I will, but I do need to punish you for not discussing this with me.”

“Nooooo...”

“Yes. If you want to experiment, it should be in a safe space with a spotter.”

“How...”

“How will I punish you? Well, I think I'll start with bending you over that fallen tree and fuck your wet little cunt. You're my pretty slut, aren't you?”

“Yes, just for you.” Her eyes were blown wide, the amber a thin ring.

Stiles found herself draped over the massive fallen tree trunk, hands bound by his leather belt wrapped around a tree branch. She wiggled against the back and spread her legs wide. Peter leaned over her, hand braced on the trunk and slid two fingers inside her sheath. “Perfect. Just think if someone came along and saw you, soaked cunt bare and begging for my cock.”

The flush ran from her cheeks to her breasts as the wold growled filth against her skin as he spread his fingers, stretching her until she whined and squirmed. He pulled his fingers free and held them in front of her face, “Look at how wet you are. Just the thought of me fucking you and you turn cock hungry.”

“Peter, Peter please...”

“Sweet little fuck hole just begging to be filled.”

“Yeah, come on Peter.”

“I'm going to ruin you.”

“Yessss,” Her voice lifted into a wail of pleasure as he slid home, He rocked back and forth, grunting as she clenched down and bounced on her toes. He leaned back to land a stinging swat to her hip, “Dirty little sluts take what they are given.”

She gave broken sob and settled again, letting him use her, “So good, Peter it's so go~od.”

He fished a tube of lubricant out of his pocket and spread some on her furled entrance. He barely gave her time to register the sensation before pressing his thumb inside. “Sweet little slut, you like me filling your ass?”

“Yes Peter. Love everything you do to me.”

“Do you want my knot?”

“Please!”

“But only good girls get their pussy knotted.”

“I'll be good Peter. I promise.”

“But you were very naughty, coming out here alone to get stoned.”

“Please Peter, please,” Her voice was desperate, and he grinned.

He leaned back and purred, “Well since good girls get knotted cunts, do you know what naughty brats and silly sluts get?”

“N-no?”

He pulled back, only to press his slick cock into her back channel, “They get a knotted in the ass.”

His knot finally blew wide and her shriek echoed in the clearing. He pulled her up against himself, a hand on her hip to keep her on his cock. He sucked bruises on her shoulder and let his free hand pinch and pull at her clit. “Come on pretty slut. Cum on my cock and then the big bad wolf will eat you up.”

She convulse in his arms and he sank to his knees. He pressed her against the forest floor and filled her with his cum. She moaned as he filled her, and then he titled his weight to ease them both onto their side. She twitching, soft little whimpers passing her lips. He tugged at her nipples and rubbed her clit, determined to keep her one edge.

“Fuck Peter. So good.”

“Good girl. Just relax now.”

“I'm a good girl?”

“You are the best girl, even when you're naughty.”

“Still gonna eat me up?”

“Oh yes, as soon as my knot goes down I'm going to eat you all up.”

“Best werewolf lover ever.”

“Flattery isn't going to get you out of your spanking sweetheart.”

“Mmm-kay. Eat me and then the snacks?”

“You have a deal.”

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Day 07: Building Trust - Tribute Tsuna and Xanxus
Blindfolds / Chastity / Bloodplay

Xanxus stroked a finger over her jaw, his hand rough and dark against her fine porcelain skin. She shivered slightly and her pink lips parted. The black silk of the blindfold hid her eyes leaving her vulnerable to his whims. Her innocent trust soothed something inside him. He took her hand and led her into his private office.

“Are you sure you want this sweetheart?”

“Yes, Goshujin-sama."

“Leave the blindfold on, and strip.”

Her blouse and skirt were tossed onto the chair across from his desk, while her bra was draped on his lamp and panties were tucked into his pocket. He lifted her up and back onto his desk and parted her thighs with his hands. He grinned as her nipples tightened into peaks at his easy show of strength.

“A full week of chastity before the wedding. Squalo's puppy will have the key. Lussuria's kitten will tend to your dressing and make sure no one can tell I have you locked up nice and tight.”

Tsuna arched her back and purred at the thought. When she had broached the subject with him, she'd kept her eyes lowered, a blush staining the bridge of her nose. The mist trainers had introduced her to many erotic ideas, and let her absorb lessons subconsciously. Her determination to come to him untouched was endearing, and he'd reassured her several times, he would never think to judge a woman's choices.

“Would you like a sweet memory to carry you through the week sweet one? Shall I bury my face between your soft thighs and make you moan and cry? Then lock your pretty cunt away so you can't touch yourself? Not even to clean up, have your silver kitten take you to the bidet and pat you dry.”

Slick dripped from her folds as he wove a filthy image of her time leading up to their wedding. She wet her lips with the tip of a pink tongue, “Give me something to dream of, anata.”

His tie wound around her wrists and tied them to the hook under his desk that normally held a holster. He forced her thighs wide his his shoulders and pressed his mouth over her pearl. His lips and tongue bathed her in heat, stoking the fire as he sucked at her pearl and lapped at her petals. She twisted and whined under him, the tension wound up higher, driving her to desperation.

She bucked her hips up, hoping his tongue would slide into her, but her wicked lord just teased around her entrance before moving back up to press the tip of his tongue to bud. Her breath sobbed from her chest as she pleaded for mercy, pleasure, something. She wasn't sure anymore.

He leaned back, face wet with her slick, “Should I stop hime? Lock you away to wait for our ceremony?”

“Please, Goshujin-sama, please let me have it.”

“As you wish my princess.” Her growled. The next several minutes were a haze of hot wet heat, suction and the faintest sting to teethe nipping at her. She wailed as her first ever climax swept over her. She lay on the top of the desk, proof of her climax soaking the ink pad. His mouth turned gentle as he licked her sensitive flesh clean.

“Good girl. You're perfect, my treasure, my precious jewel. Nice slow breathes now.” He pressed a hand between her heaving breasts and provided a point of calm and contact. When the shudders stopped, he freed her hands and pulled the blind fold off. His smile as tender as she blinked up at him with dazed whiskey brown eyes.

“Ready for the last bit?”

“Yes Goshujin-sama.”

He kissed her forehead and pulled open a desk drawer. The leather straps looked vaguely menacing. The leather was dyed the same shade as his flames and soothed his possessive instincts. The belt went around her waist, with the final strap pulled between her thighs, the widest part settling over her mound. The harness was locked in place with a delicate brass padlock.

He grinned wickedly and pulled the chain with the matching brass key over his head, tucking the key under his shirt. “Was that what you were hoping for Tsuna-hime?”

“Anata is so good to me.”

“It's easy to be good to you tesoro. And now you have something special to think about while you wait to become my bride. Because that's the smallest taste of what I intend to give you. You won't leave our bed for days afterward.”

She looked up at him through tear damp lashes, “I will dream of you Anata.”

He gave her a gentle swat to her bare hip, “To bed with you, lovely.”

She let her hips sway just a bit as she made her way through the hidden door to the passage leading to her suite. Hayato and Takeshi would be waiting for her. She blushed as the recent activities were obvious but then shrugged it off. They would be wed in less than seven days after all.”

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Day 08: Correction - !Pieces Obi-wan x Cody X Alpha
Webcam / Figging / Cages

Obi-wan fought down the urge to squirm as her commanders slowly stripped her of her robes. Her vode were stern as she was guided to full view of the holo-cam. She blushed as her mem murmured behind her.

“Do you understand why you are being punished Obika?”

“I did not bring my escort on the mission and placed myself in danger.”

“As we agreed, Waxer and Boil, as the Vode you left behind will witness the correction over the holo-cam. Once the punishment is over, it is done and will not be brought up again.”

The tension that was slowly building in her shoulders eased. “Elek Al'verde.”

“Feet shoulder width apart, grab your ankles and do not let go unless instructed.”

“Elek Al'verde.”

Cody entered the room a length of carefully carved root in his hand. It had a spicy scent and added more than a little warmth to dishes they added it to. Alpha steadied her with a hand on her hip. She barely had time to draw a breath before the plug was pressed into her back passage.

“The root is for leaving Waxer and Boil. You'll get two swats for each missed check in. Then you're in time out. When it's over, it's over.” Cody growled.

“Yes Kote.”

The first swat was a revelation. Her muscles clenched at the impact and she was abruptly aware of the oils in the root began to seep into her sheath. It started with a mild warmth that built into a burn. She yelped at the second strike but held her position. Cody was relentless as he warmed her thighs and ass. Once he was pleased with the uniform color of her skin, he stroked a hand over her back.

“You took that well. Stand Tranyc’'ika.”

Obi-wan straightened slowly, and Alpha used his thumb to wipe away her tears. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and then lead her to the cage next to the couch. She crawled inside and curled up on the thick cushion on the bottom. Alpha flipped the latch and set the timer down on the low table.

Obi-wan let herself drift into a light meditation. Her mind was fuzzy and soft. The timer chimed and she found herself gently pulled from the cage and into her commander's lap. A light colorful blanket draped over her shoulders. She drifted off to sleep with her vode chatting softly over the holo-call

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Day 09: A walk in the Park - Concubine!Nana x Eiko x Tsuyoshi
Exhibitionism / Shibari / Tentacles

Tsuyoshi could feel the eyes on them as he walked his beloved and their precious girl deeper into the forest. This section of the park had long been forbidden due to disappearances over the years. Kasumi had mentioned in passing that the throne would be well pleased of the issue could be resolved quietly.

Eiko and Nana emerged from the library after days of research with a plan. A plan that saw him escorting the treasured women deep into a primordial forest with the hope of soothing the spirits dwelling in it's depths.

Eiko patted his arm, “Don't worry anata. Kintoki-sama agreed to our plan. Ou-sama will be watching as well. Our girl will be fine, if well used by the end of the offering.”

Nana smiled, she changed from her hiking clothing for a knit dress that barely reached her knees and a pair of comfortable walking shoes. Once the reached an ominous ring of old growth trees, the trio paused. Nana set her bag down abd pressed a kiss to her lord and lady, “All will be well. “

Nana slowly entered the clearing and knelt, head bowed. “The Asari no Sokushitsu greets the spirits of this mountain with an offering.”

She felt the grass around her ripple, growing long shoots that wound slowly around her ankles, as though planning to escape her notice. She smiled gently, “This one comes to you respect and open hands.”

The blades of grass wound into ropes that lashed out to bind her wriest and ankles. She toppled onto her back as the stems of the plants wove over her body, an intricate diamond pattern that left her spread eagle on the forest floor. Tree roots erupted from the earth surrounding her prone form.

The voices echoed in the not silent forest, “You think to bribe us?”

“No honorable spirits, only to offer you succor, and the chance to carry your names to our shrine so that you might be remembered.”

The binding tightened in warning before s slender root made its way up her inner thigh to tear the gusset of her panties, leaving the scraps of cotton hanging on her hips. The neckline of her dress was split down the center to her belly, leaving her breasts bare to the breeze.

Tentacles of green and brow swarmed over her. Nana whined as her nipples were captured and tugged before stinging slap to her breasts to her breath. A voice, deeper than the rest, seemed to rumble forth from the largest tree, “You think you know our pain?”

“I know what it is to be betrayed by one I gave my vows to, to be left and forgotten. I was blessed to be taken in by my Lord and Lady. I would see you be granted peace earned by your sacrifice.”


“And how would you see to that?”

“I would ask you sate yourself in my body.”

“We shall see if you can take it.”

Nana locked eye with Tsuyoshi and Eiko, then relaxed as the first spirit forged a thick vine into her wet cunt. She moaned and a smaller limb pressed past her lips to claim her throat. She relaxed into the soft grass, purring as the green carpet of moss and grasses stroked over her back and sides. A few adventurous blades tickled her clit and budged at the entrance of her peach.

Her muffled moan filtered through the branches of the sentinels watching as she accepted the fallen and betrayed slaked their lust on her. The general filled her first and as her belly filled, He wished his name in her ear. Some wanted her bound flat to the forest floor. Others draped her over branches to ravage her peach and flower. Many wanted to feel her mouth servicing them. Off to the side she could see Tsuyoshi and Eiko the pair standing guard and not indulging in their obvious hunger.

Nana had no doubt that when they returned to the Castle, she would be spoiled and pampered until she was a sleeping bundle in their shared bed. But first, she used her sky to burn the names of the forgotten into the slate tiles in her bag, a promise fulfilled.

When the last of her ghostly paramours drew away, the grass bindings crumpled, the first spirit, the General himself, spoke, “Remember us in your shrine and we will cause no more trouble. And should you need us, well there is a price to be paid but I think you capable of paying it.

“You will have to share.”

“For a concubine, you have built an impressive harem.”

“Not a harem, just those that our clan would see paid tribute to.

“You travel with our blessings. No spirit will touch you, no matter where in japan you choose to travel. Let the throne know that the debt has been repaid, though the crime is not forgotten.”

“We will.”

The hike back down the mountain and forest was easier as the plants seemed to move out of the way allowing Tsuyoshi to carry their younger loved to the trail hair and then the hired car. The Hibari driver just nodded to the blankets and bottled water on the set and closed the partition.

Nana was asleep before they reached the highways, the back bag with the slates bearing the names of the mollified spirits waiting to be settled into the shrine.

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Day 10: Training Time – Castaway Dino x Tsuna x Alyssa
Oral Sex / Punishment / CNC

Tsuna tugged at the lead ropes that cross-tied them in the frame. The ring gag kept pink lips parted as Alyssa moved the bench closer. The lightening shed her jeans and underwear, revealing a smooth flower to the morning air.

“All right pretty, let's see how well you've taken to your lessons.” The older woman laid back on the padded bench and patted Tsuna's head, “Lick sweetheart.”

Tsuna snorted and shifted in the frame but slowly leaned forward. The scent was pleasant, like morning dew on the grass. The feral pony gave a slow, tentative lick and the lightening sigh. “Just like that.”

Dino leaned against the stall door and watched as his pretty feral pony carefully licked and nuzzled Alyssa's flower. The woman sighed, reached out to tug at caramel-colored braids. Soft encouragement was met with quiet whickers.

They made a beautiful sight together, a vision of lust made flesh. It was easy to see the slick slowly gathering on his new pony's thighs. “Is our pretty pony doing a good job Aly?”

“Mm hmm. Sweet little mare is learning to lick and suck like a professional. Might take a bit more training before she can suck that monster in your pants though.”

“Well, there are other holes.” Dino demurred. He paused for a brief moment, as if debating his next action, then opened his trousers and slowly pushed his cock into the unsuspecting mare before him.

Tsuna squealed into the damp flesh under their mouth. Unable to get away and kick, they were forced to take the slow mounting of their gold stud. Desperate to distract from the unending stretch of their breeding hole, they buried their face against the lead mare's flower.

“Oh, pretty little mare. Boss is gonna breed you until you catch. And then we'll see about some long lazy mornings perfecting your pussy eating.” Alyssa crooned.

Dino hunched forward and groaned, “Fuck Aly. Are you trying to make me lose control?”

The lightening grinned, “If you come before us boss, I'll use a crop on your ass.”

He chuckled but leaned forward, letting his hips rest against the upturned peach of his young pet. He reached around slim hips to let one hand find the small cock and the other moved beneath it to toy with the little pearl hidden there.

Tsuna bucked at the sensations. Moaning frantically before turned to lick and mouth at Alyssa's mound. The woman moaned and leaned back, bucking her hips up to ride the face between her thighs. Dino picked up his pace, hands working as he ground his hips in filthy little circles. Before long a trio of cries echoed in the barn and when Romario stopped by it was to see three cum soaked flame users basking in the afterglow.

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Day 11: Kitten – Tribute! Lussuria and Hayato
Come Licking / Handcuffs / Somnophilia

Lussuria smiled down at the nude, pretty kitten sleeping on their bed. A glance at the bedside table proved the rain laced sleeping pill was taken as ordered. A sweep of a hand revealed that Hayato had laid the lavender-colored play blanket on their king-sized bed. It was a delightful bit of double-sided bedding that was a soft as chinchilla fur and had a waterproof core.

Well before getting too involved, he should be certain his pet was fully out, “Kitten attend me!”

Not even a twitch. The sun smiled and pulled a pair for handcuffs from the chest at the foot of the bed. It took just a few moments to thread the restraints through the loop in the headboard and fasten them onto Hayato's wrists.

“Such a perfect pet for me. So eager to please and obey. My sweet kitten,” The assassin murmured against the teen's lips. They drew back with a smile and pulled out a rather strict cock ring. Callused finger maneuvered the steel rings in place, one to separate and pull Hayato's balls from his body, one ring at the base of his cock and one just under the head. A flare of sun flames activated the rings, tightening them to just shy of painful, if the submissive had been awake.

“There, now we can be sure that my fun won't end early,” Lussuria purred. A couple buttons on a remote ensured that multiple cameras were recording the evening and saving the footage to their private server. After all the kitten was so well behaved he deserved to see just how well the sun used him.

Lussuria set to work, easing their favorite lube into Hayato's peach. Once the guardian muscle was soft and slick, they rolled their small lover onto his belly. Then pulled a slim ankle over their right shoulder, leaving Hayato turned at the waist and his peach open and vulnerable. With one hand on Hayato's knee, their other guided a steel hard cock into their unconscious lover.

Lussuria wrapped both arms around the leg resting on their torso and set a heavy pace, slamming their hips against Hayato. Soft grunts escape slack pink lips as Lussuria drove into their kitten. The older assassin chased their peak carelessly. After all the silver haired teen wasn't awake to enjoy the fucking. When their climax hit, they growled and flooded their young lover. After a few moments they pulled back and watched in pleasure as their seed dripped from the swollen rim.

“Mmm, that was a nice way to take the edge off.” They eyed the winking rim for a moment before leaning down to tenderly lick they're cum from the abused ring of muscle. A hand pressing on their kitten's belly encourage more to leak out, and Lussuria made sure the cameras caught the image before leaning back in to clean up their favorite toy.

“Now then, what shall I do with you? The pill should wear off at dawn, and I think you will look lovely waking up impale of my cock and cumming all over yourself.”

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Day 12: Untitled – Redlight! Romario x Xanxus
Sex Work / Kneeling / Sissification

Romario groaned as his phone rang. His pretty boy didn't miss a beat, still on his knees, working his way down the older man's cock. He wound a hand through Xanxus' messy ponytail and scratched lightly as he answered, “Pronto.”

He sighed as his sky's voice reached him. “Boss, I'm glad you are having a good time, but remember to let the Madame know you are a Cavallone if she isn't aware. It takes a special breed to take our cocks.”

He could feel the smugness radiating off his sweet whore at his words. In reward, he removed his hand from those black locks and stroked his hand down the slender back. He pressed two fingers into the younger man, breaching his rim without a word. Xanxus pulled back until just the head of his cock was resting inside his mouth and shivered, breath blowing out of his nose.

“We've had no sign of Sawada making any moves... If he was competent, he would have known we've been on war footing since Enrico's near miss.”

He began to press and remove his finger in time to the blowjob he was being given. He kept his touch teasing, not quite deep enough to reach that sweet spot inside his favored boy, but enough to stimulate his rim. His clever courtesan caught on quickly and started to take him deeper as conversation continued. He could feel the precum dipping from his pet and soaking his thigh.

He rewarded his boy by pressing two fingers deep into the passage and searching out the spot that made Xanxus tremble, fingers flexing on the couch cushion between his spread thighs. His hips twitched as Romario continued to update his young sky in a low voice, seemingly ignoring the shivering prostitute kneeling next to him, worshiping his cock with red lips and a hot tongue.

When the call ended, he leaned back on the couch and murmured, “Go on pet, let's see how much you can get down that tight little throat.”

If he laces his touch with a bit of rain to help his boy's muscles to relax, no one needed know.

Xanxus felt his eyes cross just a bit as he the rain seeped into his throat, calming the gag reflex, and another gentle gave tranquilizing the muscles of his guardian ring, letting his client penetrate him deeper. There was something amazing about feeling his favored patron push into him from both ends, a claiming that helped ease his flame hunger that haunted the unbonded wrath.

Romario added a third finger, working slowly to stretch Xanxus open. His boy took time to prepare but it was worth it to see the smaller man squirming on his cock. “What do you say we take this to my private room?”

Xanxus pulled back, letting the cock fall from his lips. His voice just a bit hoarse as he growled, “Hurry up then. I want to ride that monster.”