タルタリヤに大剣持たせるなら松韻もアリだなぁと

Tummy bulges are so damn cute to him~. Knowing he's that deep inside his toy, claiming them from the inside out for his and only his use. Tartaglia isn't above the intense possessiveness... Bites and marks on the outside, painting their walls with his cum on the inside. His.

In the mood to break someone's mind, it would be such a shame if someone were to stumble into his grasp...

Until the tables turn? He admires the headstrong attitude, rather, cherishes it. A battle is a battle... And a battle for dominance will inevitably leave her broken down and humiliated. If she believed there is a chance for her, a chance to gain control... Let's see it~.

"It's kiss day, is it? Haha, let me steal one from you, (reader)!"

Ah ah, not so fast. His hand finds itself gripping her wrist, pulling her back and looping his other arm about her waist. She's entrapped. "Oh, don't tell me you don't want a kiss... My feels will be oh-so hurt."

The words alone make his eyes light up, but they aren't enough. "Wanna think faster, dearie?" Baring sharp canines in a wide grin, he's stepping rather close.

|| I want to explore so many darker kinks but I have yet to test the waters with how other muses feel, so let's see. Like this if you're interested in the following. Yandere-esc possessiveness, knife play, blood play, captivity of sorts, mindbreak, dollification.. And more.

|| Dinner time. Replies soon, I see there's more interest in dark themes than I thought. 😂

What's that? Those pathetic whines are so cute... He almost wants to lock you in a cage and watch you whimper for his attention like a pathetic mutt. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

|| You just hit all my marks.

|| Good morning, everyone.

He's awake, and hard. Who is going to be his morning fucktoy?

Morning wood.

Aw... You're curious? I'll let you know every little thing, doll.

If you're going to be so desperate, maybe I'll just fuck you with the handle of my blade until you beg for the real deal! You'd sound all cute whining and whimpering for your master, your owner... Come on, let me hear you doll. ~

That time of day. The Harbinger is itching for a fight again~.

Well, he can hope! Otherwise it would get a bit boring, no?

Don’t mind him, sitting aside and meticulously sharpening a steel dagger. The weapon has no target yet. Perhaps that should change.

|| Hello hello.