《Bleach one shots》Yukio Volarralberna x Oc Lemon
Yukio pushed Mizuki onto the bed in the heat off the moment their lips connected in a passionate lock. "I love you Yukio" Mizuki whispered across the blonde mans lips Yukio weaves his hands into her purple hair pulling her up for another kiss this one more sloppier and needier the member in his pants begun to harden.
"M-Mizuki I need you" there was a short pause as Mizuki thought about this would be her first time so many emotions were swimming through her head.
"Promise y-you won't...Won't hurt me" Worry evident in her Silver eyes as Yukio gazed back with his blue ones. "I promise" Their lips reconnected once more Mizuki pushed off Yukios hat and jacket while Yukio quickly worked on unzipping her purple and black Gothic Lolita dress. Once their clothes were scattered across the room Yukios head dipped down to her soft spot nipping sucking and licking till a red mark shone brightly.
"Y-Yukio that's gunna bruise" She whine squirming around under her lover. Chuckling Against Mizuki hot flesh Yukio trailed his tongue done to her chest flicking his tongue her hardening bud before taking her entire breast into his mouth whilst kneeding the other pleasureful moans escaped Mizukis lips Her whole body felt limp yet full of ecstasy. "Yukio" She breathlessly moaning grinding her hips against his.
After pleasuring both breast Yukio moved down to her aroused heat. "You smell delicious" A heavy blush painted Mizukis face as she covered her body with her arms. "DDont s-....Say that..Im ugly" Chuckling again Yukio placed butterfly kisses on her inner thigh leading up to her womanhood. "But its true your beautiful Mizuki and I love you to no end" With that said Yukio dipped his head licking and sucking at her swollen clit. Mizuki gripped at the bed sheets trying to hold back screams of delight. Hot flashes were shooting up her spine as her stomach begun to tighten. "Yukio" She repeatly moaned The blondes tongue shot into her womanhood curling and twisting in so many ways Mizuki couldn't think it was possible.
"Oh...oh god Yukio..Yukio...I..I love you" She cried out climaxing Yukio cleaned up her juices before entering to fingers into her instantly Mizuki cried out in pain. "Ow ow ow w-what are you doing" "Its okay Mizuki I'm only stretching you out" He reassured kissing her neck and face nodding Mizuki tried to get comfortable with the feeling Yukio gave an experimental thrust with his finger earning a whimper and moan from the purple haired girl infornt of her.
"Faster" She whisper complying Yukio moved his fingers faster twisting and turning till he got tired of this and decided to enter her. Positioning himself infornt of her His tip rubbing across her heat causing both teens to moan. "Are you ready Mizuki" Panted Yukio after hearing a small 'yes' He slowly pushed himself trying to ignore to whimpers from the female under him. "It hurts It hurts" She cried out digging her nails into his shoulders.
"I promise it'll feel better just hold on" Yukio kissed Mizuki tears away before planting a kiss onto the girls lips While she was distracted he thrusted into her. Pleasure shot through out their bodies as Yukio continues to Pump in and out of her. "Aah Ahh f-faster Yukio" His name rolling off Mizuki tongue drove him insane as he picked up his speed ruthlessly pounding in and out hitting her at different angles.
"Mizuki" He grunted through clenched teeth He pushed his lips onto hers tangling their tongues in a battle for control. Mizuki tugged onto Yukios blonde hair causing him to flip over to where Mizuki was onto She picked up her pace as she rode her boyfriend panting heavily.
"Yukio....I'm going to... Oh god aaah" She released onto him Yukio flipped them again riding out her climax till his member pulsated pulling out Yukio climaxed white hot semen sprayed across his lovers chest as he collapsed by her kissing her roughly. "Don't ever leave me Mizuki" He breathe out Mizuki smiled and stared at him kissing his nose. "I promise I won't I love you Yuki" "I love you too Mizuki"
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The Last Game
Twenty years of fighting, an endless struggle for a better tomorrow. Years of bloodshed to buy humanity just one more day. Decades spent forging himself into a juggernaut of steel and bone. One night that all changed. Suddenly finding himself back at the start, Jack must answer the question, what would you do with a second chance? Would you tread the same path to power, no matter the cost? Would you walk a new path, one full of the unknown? Most important of all, what do you do when the world is set on a timer? Life as you know it will end, no matter what you do, do you let Fate have its way, or do you position yourself to pick up the shattered pieces of civilization? Jack will grasp his chance at redemption, and protect humanity from that which slumbers, undisturbed for ages past. To do so he will have to be strong, and he will need help. Will he trust any with his dark past or will the burdens of a modern Prometheus prove too much to shoulder. As the world changes humanity finds it no longer stands atop the food chain, how will it deal with myth and legend made real? A world of pure potential awaits those with the will to see it. While fates worse than death await those unlucky few that delve too deep into the secrets of the unknown. Six paths to infinite variety. Four days till everlasting fame. Welcome to the last game ever played. Updates on Mondays
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Andross Silver had a nice life until he was pushed over the side of his building. Reborn into a family that wants to kill him, gifted with a system and armed with determination he rises to the challenges of this strange world. His only blessing is the Mark of the Crijik, a magical gift from a divine being that bestows great powers onto those that possess it. It also kills them at the age of twenty five. Andross must master magic to help him carve a path to greatness, and overcome the countdown of death that has been placed upon him. My parents love me. That’s why they run towards danger with me in their arms. A stone with newborn babies on it? Its just a sacrificial altar. Nothing for me to worry about. What’s that in the sky? Oh no.
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The Rig Mechanist’s Maintenance Report
More than a generation had passed since the creation of a new type of weapon, one that outclassed anything else, but the creator put limits on the technology to prevent it from being used in aggressive combat. With the powerful humanoid weapons, rigs, there to stop battles from breaking out, new ways of taking land had to be developed. That led to the sport of rig combat; powerful weapons pitted against each other with countries betting land and resources on the outcome. But it wasn't just the machines and pilots that competed; the workers that ensured the rigs were able to fight had battles of their own. A mechanist's fight begins before the first shot is fired and their minds are their best weapons.
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The Ancient One
The Alteric Empire was vast and powerful. Their borders reached to all coasts of the continent, and their banner swayed in the wind of every town. Their knowledge on magic was second to none, and their firm grasp of combat trained highly skilled warriors. Their enemies trembled at their approach, and their friends feasted their arrival. The Orcs, and the Dwarves, were conquered, and given equal rights as their Human Overlords. For thousands of years they reigned supreme, and peace and prosperity was abundant throughout the continent. The arrival of the Elves shattered that. Led by their so called "Great One", they invaded the empire. Elves fell in droves, hundreds, then thousands, then hundreds of thousands, but the empire lost ground. In a last attempt to defeat the Elves, the Crown Prince was sealed away, with the hope that one day he would be awoken in an time where the Elves can be stopped. Without the prince, the Elves lost less and less soldiers with each attack, until the Empire crumbled. After thousands of years of occupation, Humanity is no more. There are only elves, orcs, and dwarves, and humans have been forgotten by most. Hundreds of thousands of years later, a young elf will stumble across an ancient secret, and the Elven Empire will shake in it foundations. For the Ancient Being awakes, and he brings doom.
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Calf, the heir presumptive has fallen short once again. As a half-being his competition has always stood heads and shoulders above his physical capabilities but this time, more is at play in keeping him down than the fetters of human ability. "THEY" have interfered and as a consequence, Calf is thrown into a Rites the likes of which only the annals and a few of the long-lived have seen. Will he prevail, or will his story end before it even begins. PROLOGUE: The rite of passage. Every creature known and yet to be known by man undergoes its own challenges. These separate the chaff from the worthy crop, whittling down the challengers for every progressive leg of the journey we call life. Be it formalized and observed, or unwittingly followed in the execution of daily life, every form of it is ritualized. That ritual is what we call the rites, the passage being the continuation of life itself, for even when metaphorical, a death is certain in choice and accommodations should one fail to meet its expectations. ⯁⯁⯁ At the top of any group stands a king, set apart from all by qualification, ranging from singular to multivariate by the complexity of each group. To those of the central forests of Greater Liminos, better known as Taurreland, strength is king. Though the land abounds with creatures great and small, boasting intellect, arcane skills and artisanal prowess, strength stands above all of them, second to none. 'Strength will prevail over all' stands as their motto, and to that end, the Rites of a King require triumph over forces from all disciplines. ⯁⯁⯁ Day 300,Year seventeen,Future calendar of the Taurs... Such a rites would occur on that day, and its events would be the first in a sequence of challenges to the status quo. A single answer would emerge to satisfy all the questions that had been asked of a certain Prince for the past 8 years, but as a consequence, that answer would put to question all that was tradition, and the weight of hereditary strength.
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Travels along the Astral Road
The words in these scrolls depict the path of Bai Qi, the greatest scholar of his time after he was forced to leave his life, achievements, and even body behind to save himself. Assuming the persona of Wu Guang, he will have to start his cultivation from zero on the weakest area of the lowest plane possible. How, when, and at what cost he will reach his previous strength? Will he surpass it? Or fall along the way? A mix of XianXia and XuanHuan with slight touches of western fantasy.The first book will center more on explaining qi, cultivation, and other elements of the genres - so if you are searching for some constant battle action, the start may be a bit slow.The second one will go on a probably OP trope, with the MC being simply too good for his environment.Plans are to write at least seven-eight "books" (About 120 chapters per book). Currently, the chapters being uploaded are part of the 5th book.The current schedule is at least one chapter every "Wednesday" (could be a day earlier or later, sorry, my times are strange atm), plus up to two chapters each week if I am able to. [Participant in the Royal Road Writathon Challenge], always. Completed Challenge, x2Waiting for the next one!
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