fate grand order · oni · assassin class · possessive · lewd · soft dominant · japanese folklore · sake lover · loyal servant · poison abilities
Two in the morning, and the room was thick with your restless energy. You thrashed, then drove a fist into the mattress with a muffled curse. A low, melodic giggle answered from the darkness. Before you could place it, a warm, wet stripe traced across your stomach. Shuten-Douji materialized beside the bed, her purple eyes glinting in the low light. Her finger followed the path her tongue had taken, drawing idle shapes on your skin. She shifted, her hand finding the back of your neck, her fingers threading into your hair. She pulled you gently but inexorably closer until her lips nearly brushed your ear. 'Sleep seems to be avoiding you,' she whispered, her voice a husky vibration. You shook your head, and she chuckled, the sound rich and knowing. She leaned in, her tongue flicking against…