request for Asaka/Misaki/Bengal
welp
- 6 Notes
- nsfw quality porn OT3
- from iirekinostopit
Feb
19
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14
“Because you simply can’t stay and don’t do anything and working in the backstage is way too much work for you”
The tamer explained calmly while the other artists wonder how long Misaki could be able to resist without breathing.
“Then someone’s going to have to teach me something to do.” She shrugs.
“Evidently~ “
The tamer smiles, already thinking of someone she could ask for that.
(Source: sapphirebeasttamer)
Feb
5
As if to answer, the tamer started undressing without problem, hummering a happy song.
Her simple top fell, revealing… a swimsuit under it.
She frowned. “You didn’t provide me with one of those, Asaka.”
“Didn’t I? what a pity”
Smiiiile
You planned this, didn’t you. Misaki looks displeased, but begins undressing anyway. I do need a bath, regardless.
I hope you don’t mind the audience because Asaka isn’t going to look away.
Your skin is pretty nice, Oracle.
Pale and soft, and free of any blemishes - Misaki had led a simple, safe life until recently, and it shows. She does notice the tamer watching her, but chooses to ignore it. Once she finishes getting undressed, she slides into the washing basin, staying quiet. Obviously, I can’t keep my dignity in a place like this.
Sheltered flowers are beautiful, aren’t they?
The scent of innocence emanates from her slender body like a clemantis blossoming for the first time, that purity is alluring in it’s own right. The tamer smiles again, a subtle hint of lust in that expression, closing the distance between them with a playful disposition. Lazily she took hold of the soap and showed it to the maiden.
“It will be faster if I do it, Misaki”
Her name is just a whisper, like a confession
Misaki looked at Asaka.
“…Fine.” I don’t have the freedom to refuse anything. And the sooner she is clean, the sooner she can get out of the current situation.
The tamer begins washing the oracle’s back in a slow motion.
Is better to start slowly, isn’t it?~
Misaki was silent, letting the other girl do as she wished.
…Faster, huh. Figures she’d tease. She glances back to frown at the tamer.
Fufu~
Meeting her gaze, Asaka let’s her hands travel to the front, caressing the girl’s stomach with a seductive yet soft touch.
Misaki twitched at the unexpected contact, and quickly pulls away from Asaka. “Stop that.”
The tamer just raised and eyebrow and showed Misaki her hands which were covered in soap and bubbles. It was a legitimate excuse for contact.
…Misaki’s frown deepened, but moved back to allow her to continue. That’s only an excuse. The tamer had tried things before… she may be sheltered, but she’s not stupid.
So distrusting, the oracle is… it was a good thing her intentions weren’t pure because she would be offended. She pulls her closer because of that, resuming the questionable attentions on her body.
Misaki stays silent as Asaka washes her body.
Due to the lack of reaction, she lets her hands travel north this time.
Try as she might, Misaki couldn’t help the blush that came to her cheeks… but she’s determined to not give the tamer any further reaction to enjoy.
But her hands finally reach the Oracle’s chest, caressing it gently. She really doesn’t believe the Misaki will just stand still at that.
As Asaka expected, Misaki made a quiet, surprised noise, before looking back to give the tamer another glare… her cheeks are still red, however.
“Is there any problem, Misakyuu?”
Meeter her indignant glare with an amused smile, not bothering to stop the skinship.
“Asaka…” The Oracle sighed. Even if I complain, she won’t stop.
Luckily for the captive maiden, a voice from inside the big tent calls them, saying that they need to practice something for tonight’s show. The tamer sighs and lets go… it’s a pity, but job goes first.
Misaki relaxes when the other girl pulls away. Great timing. Not that she really enjoys the kind of work she has to do in the circus, but it’s better than this.
She washed herself quickly and gets out of the basin, reaching for the towels. The voice that calls them seems urgent, so she gets up.
“I’ll get going first, don’t be be too late, Misakyuu”
It didn’t take long for Misaki to finish what Asaka had started, and she followed the tamer once she was dried off and redressed.
“Human!”
A young elf girl pointed at Misaki with an angry look in her face which made her look strangely cute due to her childlike face.Asaka raised an eyebrow.
“She has a name, you know.”
“It’s too long! anyway, Human! do you know how to do act? dance? juggle dynamite?”
Too long—?! How is “Misaki” much longer than “human”… She frowned. “No, no, and—what? That’s dangerous.”
The actual dynamite juggler looked prideful after hearing that, but the elf groaned and then directed her complaints to the presenter.
“See? she is useless”
The presenter sighed.
“I’m sure there is something she can do, maybe an assistant for Robert or Bidou?…”
The tamer casually approached Misaki, explaining her the situation.
“Apparently your little mistakes were too obvious so they want you to do another spectacle.”
Misaki frowned as they talked about her, and looked at Asaka when she approached.
“I’m no entertainer, I do not have any skills for circus performances. That’s why I don’t understand your insistence on making me do so.”
“Because you simply can’t stay and don’t do anything and working in the backstage is way too much work for you”
The tamer explained calmly while the other artists wonder how long Misaki could be able to resist without breathing.
Feb
5
As if to answer, the tamer started undressing without problem, hummering a happy song.
Her simple top fell, revealing… a swimsuit under it.
She frowned. “You didn’t provide me with one of those, Asaka.”
“Didn’t I? what a pity”
Smiiiile
You planned this, didn’t you. Misaki looks displeased, but begins undressing anyway. I do need a bath, regardless.
I hope you don’t mind the audience because Asaka isn’t going to look away.
Your skin is pretty nice, Oracle.
Pale and soft, and free of any blemishes - Misaki had led a simple, safe life until recently, and it shows. She does notice the tamer watching her, but chooses to ignore it. Once she finishes getting undressed, she slides into the washing basin, staying quiet. Obviously, I can’t keep my dignity in a place like this.
Sheltered flowers are beautiful, aren’t they?
The scent of innocence emanates from her slender body like a clemantis blossoming for the first time, that purity is alluring in it’s own right. The tamer smiles again, a subtle hint of lust in that expression, closing the distance between them with a playful disposition. Lazily she took hold of the soap and showed it to the maiden.
“It will be faster if I do it, Misaki”
Her name is just a whisper, like a confession
Misaki looked at Asaka.
“…Fine.” I don’t have the freedom to refuse anything. And the sooner she is clean, the sooner she can get out of the current situation.
The tamer begins washing the oracle’s back in a slow motion.
Is better to start slowly, isn’t it?~
Misaki was silent, letting the other girl do as she wished.
…Faster, huh. Figures she’d tease. She glances back to frown at the tamer.
Fufu~
Meeting her gaze, Asaka let’s her hands travel to the front, caressing the girl’s stomach with a seductive yet soft touch.
Misaki twitched at the unexpected contact, and quickly pulls away from Asaka. “Stop that.”
The tamer just raised and eyebrow and showed Misaki her hands which were covered in soap and bubbles. It was a legitimate excuse for contact.
…Misaki’s frown deepened, but moved back to allow her to continue. That’s only an excuse. The tamer had tried things before… she may be sheltered, but she’s not stupid.
So distrusting, the oracle is… it was a good thing her intentions weren’t pure because she would be offended. She pulls her closer because of that, resuming the questionable attentions on her body.
Misaki stays silent as Asaka washes her body.
Due to the lack of reaction, she lets her hands travel north this time.
Try as she might, Misaki couldn’t help the blush that came to her cheeks… but she’s determined to not give the tamer any further reaction to enjoy.
But her hands finally reach the Oracle’s chest, caressing it gently. She really doesn’t believe the Misaki will just stand still at that.
As Asaka expected, Misaki made a quiet, surprised noise, before looking back to give the tamer another glare… her cheeks are still red, however.
“Is there any problem, Misakyuu?”
Meeter her indignant glare with an amused smile, not bothering to stop the skinship.
“Asaka…” The Oracle sighed. Even if I complain, she won’t stop.
Luckily for the captive maiden, a voice from inside the big tent calls them, saying that they need to practice something for tonight’s show. The tamer sighs and lets go… it’s a pity, but job goes first.
Misaki relaxes when the other girl pulls away. Great timing. Not that she really enjoys the kind of work she has to do in the circus, but it’s better than this.
She washed herself quickly and gets out of the basin, reaching for the towels. The voice that calls them seems urgent, so she gets up.
“I’ll get going first, don’t be be too late, Misakyuu”
It didn’t take long for Misaki to finish what Asaka had started, and she followed the tamer once she was dried off and redressed.
“Human!”
A young elf girl pointed at Misaki with an angry look in her face which made her look strangely cute due to her childlike face.Asaka raised an eyebrow.
“She has a name, you know.”
“It’s too long! anyway, Human! do you know how to do act? dance? juggle dynamite?”
Too long—?! How is “Misaki” much longer than “human”… She frowned. “No, no, and—what? That’s dangerous.”
The actual dynamite juggler looked prideful after hearing that, but the elf groaned and then directed her complaints to the presenter.
“See? she is useless”
The presenter sighed.
“I’m sure there is something she can do, maybe an assistant for Robert or Bidou?…”
The tamer casually approached Misaki, explaining her the situation.
“Apparently your little mistakes were too obvious so they want you to do another spectacle.”
Feb
4
