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|An idea in lust|

Summary: Uzui had an idea in a heated moment with his partners, but it kind of back fired.

Pairings: Uzui + Wives + Husband OC (Hiroki)

Warnings: +18 content, implied smut, grammatical errors, bad lenguaje and polygamy romance.

Note: This is just an idea that I have. Who ever reads this, I'm sorry you found it.

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“We’re gonna try something new” said Uzui.

His three wives and husband paying attention to his words.

They were currently in the bedroom, about to do some hot stuff, but they were interrupted when Uzui got a new idea.

“What is it Tengen?” Asked Hiroki, putting his hands in Makio’s hips while she was in his lap.

“Choking” he announced with a cheer voice, earning confused sounds from the others.

“Wh-Why the sudden change…?” asked Hiroki, still with a huge blush on his cheeks.

“Why not?” The three wives and Hiroki looked an each other and shrugged. There was no rule against it so, yeah, why not. If it helps with the moment then let’s go with it.

Hinatsuru returned to kissing Uzui’s lips while Suma kissed his chest.

Meanwhile Makio looked a Hiroki and asked. “You wanna try too?”

The poor Hiroki blushed even more at the blunt question. It doesn’t matter how many times they do it, he still gets shy. “O-o-only if you want to…”.

Makio gave him a beautiful smile before kissing him in the lips with lust, all the while she grinded her hips in his. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle~” she said, making the heat rise inside Hiroki hearing her alluring voice. He closed his eyes enjoying the felling of her soft lips in his, but some grunts and whines in the other side of the room made open one eye. ‘What the hell?’ Thought Hiroki, unconsciously he stopped kissing back, confusing Makio.

“Why did you stop?” Hiroki took her face by her cheeks and turned her head around so she could see the same thing. Instantly her expression turned into a poker face. “Wha?”

Hinatsuru and Suma had their hands surrounding Tengen’s throat, trying to choke him but there he was, with a bored face and a hint of disappointment. Their hands were so small and weak that even with all their force combined it was fiutile.

“I… think you should go help them” said Hiroki to Makio, making her sigh and nod.

When she put her hands over her co-wife’s, Tengen showed a little bit of hope in his eyes. Maybe, just maybe, now he could fell it.

But again, Makio’s face was turning red from the force and nothing happened.

Tengen let out a sigh and pushed all the hands away from his neck, get some downed expresiones from his wifes. “It’s okay girls. Seems like we’ll have to do something else” said Uzui.

Hinatsuru changed her expression in a moment and looked at her co-wifes noticing that they were already looking at her. Maybe they were thinking the same thing. All three of them turn to Hiroki, who was sitting, waiting patiently, while Tengen continued with his rambling.

“You know, we can try something else another day. But today we-“

Tengen’s rambling was cut when he was rammed into the wall with a big hand around his neck. The force used wasn’t enough to hurt but enough to shock him, making him close his eyes for a moment.

‘What was that?’ Thought Tengen. The moment he opened his eyes he was left speechless.

The owner of the hand was Hiroki. His white shoulder length hair fell on the side of his face and some strands stuck to his skin due to the thin layer of sweat, his eyes and skin shinning thanks to the light of the candles in the room, his blue eyes almost a deep purple and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Tengen”

Came Hirokis deep and low voice, making Tengen’s ears turn red. He was forced to close his legs when a dear friend between them started doing something it shouldn’t, at least not that fast.

“Tengen?”

Came again, but again he couldn’t speak.

“Tengen, are you okay??” Asked Hiroki, but this time with a panicking tone in the voice, finally getting Tengen out of his thoughts but still no answer.

“Hi-Hinatsuru, I think I hit him too hard-” said Hiroki, turning to his wifes, only to panic even more.

Makio and Hinatsuru were covering bloodied noses while Suma has already fainted due to blood loss.

“Su-Suma”

While Hiroki went to help the three girls, Tengen stayed in his place, debating what happened.

His co-husband almost made him cum with just one move. One effortless and flamboyant move. The same guy that is currently panicking is the same one from only a few seconds ago.

‘Is that even posible?’ Tengen asked himself. He looked down, getting a shocked face when he saw a wet stain in his yukata. ‘N-no way’

Tengen’s already flushed face got even redder from embarrassment, a feeling he never felt before… and for some reason he wants to feel it again.

Under the Goddess' Veil [TEASER]

A/n: This fic was a tad bit spur of the moment to take a break from rewriting some of Lady of Amberguard. Turns out I really like the idea and haven't been able to stop writing on it for 2 days. I will say this will be a bit of plot in the first 4 or 5 thousand words but from then on...dear Lord forgive me for the absolute FILTH I have planned.

Description: I'll give a silly one for right now, basically a maiden gets sacrificed to 5 dragons and a lot of fucking happens. The end.

Pairings: Obanai Iguro, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyuu Tomioka, Uzui Tengen, and Kyojuro Rengoku x reader

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“I was supposed to be sacrificed to you for the honor of my village…” You trail off, trying to connect the dots. You glance in the direction of Sanemi, his usually stern eyes softening when they connect with yours. “Are you going to eat me?” Your words sound pitiful, like you had accepted that fact already – and you had. You’d be raised on the single constant that you would be fed to the Gods atop the neverending tips.

Uzui appears in front of you, a lazy smirk playing with his lips as he leans down to be eye level with you. “Not in the way you’re thinking.” He purrs, rolling his smirk into his mouth.

Kyojuro pushes forward, his long hair whipping in the wind Obanai was still creating. “Your humans assume when we request a maiden to be given to us that we would feast upon her supple flesh,” He sighs, looking at Obanai as he speaks. “Every century our loneliness becomes unbearable. There was the occasional soul that attempted to harm us, wanting to take the hoard for themself, but that didn’t last long. Other draconics would visit us, but some of them would fight for our territory.” Your eyes are drawn to Sanemi again and his plethora of scars. He avoids your gaze at all costs, he finds the outer wall of the cave particularly interesting.

Kyojuro continues with a solemn smile. “Then one day a beautiful woman found her way into the lower tunnels. She came begging us to help her village, people were sick – dying. She was ready to give anything to us for the sake of the people.”

Uzui, who is leaning against the wall, pipes up again. “So she gave us her body.” Your brows knit together. Her body? What exactly did that mean? Kyojuro shoots him a glare before setting himself in front of your gaze, staring into your eyes.

“The women before you were scared, frightened of the big bad monsters within the Ponorich peaks. Most of them tried to escape with no avail…they would get lost and starve or stay within our sight and do the same thing. There were others that would find our hoard and selfishly conspire to harm us to take it.” Kyojuro’s eyes are bright swirls. “We want a mate, a bride.” Bride…you had dreamed about a day adorned with joy once. It had been a quick thought, squashed by the reality that you understood from a very young age. Though, now perhaps you could live the life that had been taken away from you.

The wind dies down and you quickly look behind to find Obanai stepping onto the edge in a graceful manner. He nods his head at you, an ethereal glow still present in his eyes. It made your stomach dip in the strangest way. "You can have one of us,” He waves his arm to the group of men, their eyes trained on you. Obanai steps forward, picking up your hands softly. You peer at him through your lashes. “Or all of us." He finishes. A distinguishing feeling glides through your very being. Something that tells you if you were going to die for the village the least you could do was live for them.

"I-I'd like to have all of you..." You stammer, your confidence dropping with every second. When did you decide to become so brazen? Here you were, a maiden surrounded by five men that surely looked upon you with heat and desire.

"Are you sure you can handle that little doe? Becoming the wife of five hungry dragons isn't going to be easy. You will ache when you are without us and you will ache when you are with us." Giyuu coos, placing a hand on your back. It sends licks of warmth that jolt to where you had never been touched.

“You will become ours in every way possible.” Uzui is now to your other side, hand upon your waist. “We will take you whenever we want,” A piece of hair falls to the side of his ear, distracting you for a moment until he brings your gaze back to him with fingers under your chin. “And you can take us whenever you want.”

Kyojuro hangs his arms around your shoulders, placing himself square behind you. The thin material of your slip does nothing to hide the warmth radiating off the man. “When our heat occurs you will have to be careful. One of us may ravish you and then two more join in.” He nudges your head with affection and your stomach stirs.

“Are you willing to make sacrifices?” Sanemi asks, still standing a few feet away from the huddle the rest of them had now created around you.

“I was raised to do so.” You reply, a confident nod moving your head.