MY KAEDEHARA ୨୧ kaedehara k.

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!!uhh suggestive content!!
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dw there's no fucking

the moon shines brightly above the gigantic vessel in the middle of the ocean. the crux and its captain celebrating the night away.

what was the occasion?
a certain platinum haired samurai's birthday. (i know his birthday was months ago but im running out of ideas ok) and where was the birthday boy?
under the deck of the ship in his room with his [y/n]. on the edge of his bed.

[y/n] giggled at the helpless man they were currently towering over. the stunned expression on his face was still present, he did not expect such action from the cryo wielder.

kazuha held onto their hips as [y/n] was sitting on his lap, facing one another. he lost track of time of how long have they been in such position but that didn't bother him at all. this was a side of [y/n] that kazuha rarely sees, them enjoying being a tease and him holding back from whining.

[y/n] was kissing down his neck, his grip on their hips tightened. "stop.. hah.. stop teasing.." it was as if [y/n] didn't hear what he said as they began to leave a visible mark just under his jawline. "[y/n]." he called out for them, followed by a quiet airy moan.

[y/n] pulled away to look at his face. he looked so weak under their touch and they haven't even done much. a smirk grew on their lips. "relax, pretty boy." they chuckled and whispered on his ear while their hand travelled down from his chest to his waist.

both were still fully clothed but kazuha's shirt collar was loose, revealing the work of [y/n]. the boy felt like he was going to melt or vaporize away from their words. he couldn't complain when he himself was enjoying the moment too. his face was fully flushed and his eyes were unable to meet theirs.

he eyed their lips instead and [y/n] was swift enough to notice, they leaned down and connected their lips to his needy ones. he would be lying if he said that it didn't feel good, the way their innocent kisses could grow more intense and sinful.

he let out a quick surprised moan when he felt their tongue enter his mouth. while it does its work of pleasure, kazuha's nails dug onto their hips. cloth was able to prevent him from leaving crescent marks on their body.

kazuha wanted more. he needed more.
[y/n] slowly slid his hair tie off while their lips stayed on his, allowing his soft hair to fall down to his shoulders. [y/n] twirled the tie on their finger.

he couldn't keep up with the intensity of the kiss as he was forced to adjust himself on the bed, laying down with [y/n] still dominating him. his right hand resting on their nape and his other holding onto their waist.

[y/n] lowered down and sucked the sensitive spot on his neck. "[y/n].. please, [y/n].." he whined. he only earned a low chuckle from his lover who pulled away and looked at him with such an alluring expression. "you're so cute when you're like this."

kazuha looked away, a flustered mess. his hand was gripping on the hem of their shirt, gently tugging on it. [y/n] pretended not to notice just to tease him more. "oh, right.." [y/n] reached for the table near the bed and grabbed the small box placed on it.

the samurai raised an eyebrow as he sat up, [y/n] still on his lap. he accepted the gift being handed by [y/n] with a blush. kazuha curiously opened it and was revealed with a beautifully carved silver ring.