babygirl! Fyodor
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The Sweetest Taste Of Sin. by s1ckstvr0s for radwimped
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
08 Apr 2024
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[Sex is a performance, an art. And love is self harm; a delusion, a greater art.]
"Well, weren't you the one who was all over me this morning?" "Shut up." Nikolai chuckled.
One, two, three, and more kisses. Trailing up his clavicle, to the neck, to his jaws, as Nikolai rose up to kiss his body, leaving love marks all the way he could. To mark him till tomorrow morning. And mark his every sinuous curves of his soft flesh, again when the bites start to fade. To keep him his. Worship his body.
Their bodies moved together in rhythm. Nikolai's mind was too clouded with his infatuation and carnality to decipher the pain caused by the slow blood. Albeit not fatal, blood is a saviour itself. And hence, one could conclude that Fyodor's love was above than that of a saviour. An allusion to his intense degree of brewing desire.
Nikolai an artistic writer intoxicated with, delusions meets Fyodor, an inquisitive, calm demeanoured [prostitute (?)] at Dolores, a whorehouse on the fifth anniversary of his successful notorious and artistic screenplay. And falls madly in [lust]
Plotless romance, with sex & motels.
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Erotic Melancholia. by s1ckstvr0s for Cash_Drabbles, flint_and_steal
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
02 Jun 2024
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Nikolai's beloved Fyodor's image; it torments. It tortures him every night in the sweet history of dreams and dolours. The salacious delusions, the erotic fantasies as a form of inner manifestations of an insane author's prismatic mind. The vista of obscene dreams of erotic spectral colours in his pollutive, and lewd dreams.
His soft warm lips with curved mauve skin, parted to kiss. Where Fyodor calls his name⸺ in the softest intimate and lew whisper while lingering his head in languorous movements; red and nude. Touches and tortures him with the warmest incarnadine kisses. Moans his name with the strongest obscenities. Naked and caressed, all over him; like an obedient sweet lover; making a sinful wet mess on their sheets while kissing. Those apple sweet parted lips, kissed and wet lips.
The dreams are like pristine papers of an old carnal fable being advocated by biblical nymphets of cupid with soft ringlets, blue orbs and baby faces in the crystal fascinating screen of an insane madman.
What proceeds when erotic desires and infatuation consolidates into a forlorn romance.
AU where the teenhood sweethearts reunion. And the night embroiders obscenities.
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[Motel sex]
Fyodor felt his lips against his own, kissing him gently as the salty taste of his own semen and the bitter taste of cigarettes on Nikolai's tongue blended with their shared tasteless saliva into a slovenly and sensual kiss. The kiss was gentle at first, which slowly evolved to a kiss which performed salacity.
The perfume of cigarettes and semen's blend was arousing to his orifices. Nikolai's kiss held possession of a feeling he has never felt before, yet he dares not to name it as love. The veracity of what he felt was an enigma; like a poetry: no one owns the competence to unfold the cavernous truth.
Nikolai's naked flesh against his own, his touches on his skin, his kisses on his vulnerable fragility; it humiliated him, really, it did. To think he warms the bed of this sweet fool was humiliating. To think he is the lover to please his carnal desire and be used and filled with his hot semen was humiliating (how sardonic). He certainly liked the idea, a little. To warm his bed. Disgusting.
[Affectionate love making in 80's motel]
"The bitter taste of your tongue tempts me to kiss you."