This is honestly just a collection of random erotica drabbles, that will involve Various J-Rockers. 18+ only! If you don't like reading sex, then you really should not read this collection. Drabbles by definition, are super short writings that range...
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Kyo felt Kore's nails dig into his back, as he thrust in and out of her violently. It was the only time she clung to him anymore. The only time she held or touched him. How ridiculous was that? They had been together for a long time now, six years and married for four of those. But for the past six months now, they have been cold. Distant. And it was because of him. A moment of poor judgment and bad decision, and he had thrown a hand grenade into their marriage.
The groupie he had bedded, had gone blabbering to Kore after she had found out he had a wife at home. He had already been wracked with guilt and had planned to tell Kore himself but the groupie had gotten to her first. But due to their combined finances, Kore couldn't divorce him yet. And she planned to. She planned to leave.
So why then, was she calling his name in abstract bliss, clawing down his back and almost making him bleed? Because even though she hated him now, she still wanted him and it drove her mad. And he, admittedly, used that to his advantage. His time with her had an expiration date and so he was trying to steal as many of these moments as he could. Because they would nurse him through what was coming soon.
If he had any sense or moral compass, he would leave her alone. But he simply couldn't. And she could not say no. No matter how much she wanted to, she just couldn't bring herself to.
As he readjusted himself, he slammed into her tight warm depths with aggression. Wanting to purr when he heard her cry of pleasure. He was a selfish bastard all right and a piece of shit. But he knew how to make her sing and take her to heaven. And she detested him for it.
More so because the stress and turmoil of finding out his indiscretion had caused her to lose the baby that they had tried so hard for, for so long. Still in it's fragilest of stages, ten weeks to be exact, and he had caused her to lose their son or daughter. His loathing for himself was so deep that it tainted his very soul and marrow. His actions had snuffed out the life that had barely had the chance to come into existence.
And as Kore stiffened and crashed over the edge in a screaming orgasm, he followed her with a sorrowful and soul shattering shout. And he found himself hoping and praying, that the seed that he was spilling into her would quicken and take root. And if it did, it would be one life that he would make absolutely sure, would survive to make it into his arms. Where he would nurture and care for it until his last breath, while spending his whole life repenting for his sin against Kore. A sin that he would never again commit.
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Months had passed since he had destroyed his marriage and now the day had finally come. A day he had wished he would never see.
But as he stepped into the courtroom, with its depressing brown walls, cream threadbare, dirty carpet and scratched up dark wood furniture that had seen better days, he realised that his prayers had not been answered. So now he was paying for his sins. And why should he be surprised? He had known that if he touched another woman in any way that was remotely sexual, he would lose his beautiful, pale haired wife when she found out.
