Gifts for IvyS
List of Gifts
“Or maybe this?” Kuroo suggests as he thrusts back abruptly to grind his tail against Daichi’s thigh, and he is rewarded with a breathy gasp.
“Now now my sweet kitten, no need to be hasty.” A finger strokes ever so gently over his lower spine, just the lightest of touches, but it’s enough for Kuroo to nearly collapse onto the bed from all the quivering his legs are doing. He looks back to see caramel-brown eyes locked on his in a smoldering gaze, and a thrill of excitement dances down his back.
“Yes master,” he defers demurely, then keens softly as a hand reaches out to stroke him under his chin.
A certain someone just turned legal, so I went and put this together as a 'congrats you can officially watch R18 movies now!' birthday gift. 90% sin, 10% fluff, and 100% inspired by late-night WhatsApp chat sessions. Holy water not provided.
"Arthur Kirkland liked to write. Francis, in particular, knew this. So it was no surprise when the man found a series of journals in Arthur’s not-really-library when snooping around on a wet November night."
Francis, obviously curious, decides to read these journals and reminisces the past with Arthur's entries.