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It started a few nights ago. He heard what he thought was you crying, sometime in the middle of the night. Concerned, he’d sat up and readied himself to knock on your door, but the cries turned to moans a moment later.
His first thought had been that you’d had someone over, though he hadn’t seen signs of anybody else when he’d come home that night. He stilled himself to listen, and sure enough, there were no creaks of the bed, only soft sighs and stifled mewls of pleasure, distinctly your voice.
His second thought had been: fuck, she’s touching herself.
And then came the tightening in his boxers.
Your roommate, Kinich, listens to you every night.
Day 4: Mutual Masturbation
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- Part 4 of xDreamkeeperx's Reader Kinktober 2024
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Your place in the world was one of a tool. This was true of every slave: you were all things to be used. Kakavasha understood this about you, and he understood this about himself. It was how he survived all those years ago, and it’s how he survives now.
And so, when Aventurine goes into his first heat in years and decides to suffer it alone, you can only think of one way to get him to accept your help:
You offer to let him use you.
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Aventurine doesn't like being understood, but he does like understanding other people. It is essential for manipulation, for scheming, for control. And he likes controlling you especially—for keeping you close but your heart a comfortable distance away, for opening your legs when he wants the pleasure of your body, for playing your emotions however he needs. And the day will come when that skill will be invaluable—the day when he must die without shattering you.
(Or: You are the only person in the universe who understands Aventurine in his mother tongue. He often regrets teaching it to you.)
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- Part 1 of game theory
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If he was the sun, whose finite brightness would consume his very being once it burned away its last shred of luck, then you were like the moon, shining languidly against the shadows that sought to ensnare you within it. Your tattered cloak concealed your face, yet he could still discern it ever so clearly: your diamond-shaped pupils scrutinizing him.
"Heh, should I call myself unfortunately lucky to have stumbled upon a person who slaughtered my kind?"
"Hmm...Then let me ask you this, Mr. Aventurine." Jumping down from your perch, you discreetly drew something silver from your cloak. Its reflection shimmered like pristine jewels, yet when met with the face of the IPC representative, it showed his unwavering yet trembling smirk.
"If you were a starving wolf, would you also ignore the screaming wails of a poor squirrel between your jaws? Or worse, what if that same squirrel tried to deceive you into stepping into a trap? In such a desolate world, even the sand and tumbleweed became my dinner. No matter how much my mouth bled, it's only human nature to prioritize one's survival."
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- Part 1 of Pathfinder
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If All is Lost, What then? by MisakaNetwork
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
19 May 2024
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If all hope you had was lost, what then?
You sought a certain gambler for a specific need and purpose. You don't know how it will end up, yet it's not like it matters. It was all transactional anyway, and you'd get what you want. But what you haven't considered was how fate works in inexplicable ways.