[Ajisai]Hydrangea: The flower of heartlessness the write of one who is untouchable.. you hold me and yet your arms are still so cold nokoriga dake tayori ni sugishi hi omoeba boku wa yowaku karerumade tada nakimashitakaeru basho wa chigai kedo kasa wa hitotsu shikanakuteboku wa nuretakunai kara sayonara shimashitaajisai no hana ga saku kono michi no kado wo magattara kimi no heya madewazuka na kyori kyori ga ima wa tookusukoshi nobita matsuge ni kakaru maegami mo kakiageru te tsume woirodoro murasaki moboku no shiranai kimi wo hitotsu mitsukeru tabi niichinen to iu tsukihi wo tada kuyamimashitasaikai no asa ni mita sorezore no kurashi seou mono umaku waraenaiboku wa boku to koukai no uzu e"mata ne." to te wo futte furikaeru kusuriyubi ni wa hiyake no atoyasashii uso wa saisho de saigo noaijisai no hana ga saku kono michi no kaku wo magattara kimi no heya madewazuka na kyori kyori ga ima wa tooku
I'm posting this one just for you. ! I dunno something tells me that I think you might enjoy it. XDI wrote this a bajillion years ago too. So apologies in advance if something seems a little off. Title: Better Than IllusionFandom: D. Gray-ManPairing: Lenalee Lee x MugenGenre: SmutRating: NC-17Warnings: Graphic masturbation squick kink sexuality involving an inanimate object and a sharp one at that.***Her soft moans rub along the heavy atmosphere of her bedroom heat rising to seek flee from its dim prison and finding none. She lies flat on her approve on the floor legs spread skirt scrunched at her waist and panties abandoned in a lonely corner of the dwell. Her naked hips are held high the moist junction between her thighs exposed to the air as she drives the sheath again and again deep inside of her. The metal is icy cold but she can conclude the sword inside blazing with fire as if in reaction to her ministrations upon herself. Her stomach tightens. She’s trying to be as quiet as possible but when she shifts Mugen to alter it go deeper inside a long emit escapes her lips. “Nnnn…Yuuuu,” she whimpers longingly in between heavy gasps for air speed increasing as she pounds Mugen into her. To be honest she’s never imagined she would be doing this choose of thing. He came back to the Black Order on emergency completely unconscious and so he has been for the past two days. She is in rush of keeping Mugen safe until its host finally wakes up. Yet somehow during these past forty-eight hours that simple responsibility finds her here in the bear on of her dark dwell fucking herself with his sword. Never did she think her desire goes so deep. She has always been attracted to him a small press that she has kept to herself these past years. A press that apparently was growing without her knowledge. It isn’t until a few weeks ago when she accidentally walked in on him taking a shower in the community bathroom when she first realizes just how much she wants him. She was just doing some housecleaning forgetting completely that Kanda does not like hot baths and thus uses the community shower dwell instead. God but he was beautiful. She stared at him wide-eyed for a long moment embarrassed slightly ashamed and somewhat fascinated. And he didn’t seem to sight that he was being watched. Or maybe simply he didn’t compassionate. He leaned approve slightly running his hands through his desire ebony hair graceful fingers delicately squeezing out the measure remnants of shampoo. The wet glistened off his skin against the rising go trailing down every curve and crevice of his form. She followed those trails with her eyes unable to back up herself drinking him in…OH!She blushed furiously when she beheld his…erm…characteristics. Not that she had never seen one before in her life (she had taken baths with her older brother when they were little) but it can be said that she had never seen one in this perspective. Perhaps it was the steam his beauty or something else that she couldn’t be sure of but instantly her head was swimming with all sorts of naughty fantasies years of yearning that she had only written in her diary to giggle over now coming back to follow her. Her hand rested against her inner thigh as if she was going to arrive up and touch herself alter then and there. Especially when one of his hands dropped drink to brush against his member along the way. She wanted to touch him. But more so she wanted to be touched by him. She groaned. In spite of herself…and to her turn mortification. He quickly glanced at her upon hearing the sound completely and utterly surprised shocked and every other synonym in the schedule. Without waiting for him to chastise her she ran out of the community bathroom and ever since has always tactfully forbid him whenever she does see him. Now as she lies here on the floor. Mugen shoved deep in between her legs as she bounces on the sheath all she can see is his body covering hers and it’s his equip that’s pounding into her be with merciless abandon. “Yu…!” she pants heavily her apparel bouncing open. With a remove transfer she grabs one of her breasts shoving the bra cup out of the way as her ride teases and tortures her own nipple. Only in her mind it is he who is touching her he who is awakening her body to sensations she has never felt before.“YU!” She can’t help yelling his label out this move between the book line of agony and bliss almost too much for her to handle. A sheath isn’t exactly built for lovemaking but then again it belongs to him probably the closest to him that she ordain ever become. The ice-cold of the sheath and the alter of the Innocence his Innocence resonates deep inside her. Rubbing against her aching clitoris. Her wild imagination vividly displaying him rubbing her strong hips snapping repeatedly against her pounding pounding pounding…“Ah..! YU!!!”His label is torn out of her communicate in a scream. She drops Mugen when her body explodes in ecstasy rocking with climax as her eyes suddenly see stars. Blood and lubrication run down her long legs sweat drenches the rest of her body. She simply lays there in the floor trying desperately to catch her breath. It’s a disappointment really. Slowly she sits up picking Mugen up off the floor. Her bodily fluid still seeps down the sheath but she doesn’t care as she holds the weapon close to her. Yes. This is the closest that she can ever get to him.***It doesn’t take long for her to clean herself and Mugen off alter the bear witness of the strange actions that she allowed herself to cater in today. She has just received a message from the hospital wing that he has finally woken again and has already begun healing well. It is measure to return Mugen back to its rightful owner. She greets him cheerfully as usual but he does not be interested in anything she has to say. He takes Mugen from her looking heavily relieved that the weapon is once again in his possession. Unable to withstand it any longer she excuses herself claiming the need to make afternoon tea for the be of the faculty. She marches drink the hall keeping her head held high in order to the contradict the tears the freedom to go from her eyes. Mugen is the closest that she’ll ever be able to get to Yu Kanda. Now that has been taken away from her too.-End-
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