Sampo Honkai Star Rail - Blog Posts

I need him so badly (either in me or in my team ONE WAY OR ANOTHER PLEASE!!!!)

17+ content !!! Uhhh handjob, nipple play, mention of voyeurism (i think it’s actually voyeurism yeah it’s voyeurism), cum play, overstimulation <3

Slinking up behind him, you wrapped your arms around his waist, your hands sliding against the bare skin on his hips, being dangerously close to his waistband. You sometimes questioned his clothing choices, but seeing how attracting his hip windows are, you never voiced it.

“Hey! What are ya doing sneaking up on me like that, you know i’ve got a weak heart!~” He whined, looking over his shoulder at you, your grin evil as you snuck your hands under the gray cloth covering his abs, staring to giggle as you ran your hands up and down, creating a reaction you knew too well.

His eyebrows furrowed, a sultry, heat-filled look in his eyes while he gnawed on his lip. You could never get enough of that look of his.

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You held your hand over his mouth, his whines muffled against your palms as he looked down on your other hand wrapping around his hips and pinching the skin there, his gasp breaking through the muffle as you traced down his V-line, your fingers slipping under the waistband of his boxers.

He rolled his eyes back and closed them, letting himself sink in the feeling of your hand wrapping around his dick, pulling it out as you slightly rubbed your index finger against the slit of his tip.

He shuddered, letting out s broken groan while you started to jerk him off, the pre-cum oozing from his tip providing as lubrication.

He hunched over, placing an arm against the alley wall and resting his head on it, watching your hand work away at him as his body twitched and shook, his voice rising despite your hand firmly pressing against his mouth.

You formed a circle with your index and thumb, adjusting it to his size.

“Thrust into it like the slut you are~”

He keened loudly at your words, his hips stuttering as he tried to get into rhythm, his mind starting to melt.

You dipped your fingers into his mouth, collecting the saliva. Moving his hand to replace yours, you moved it down to underneath his clothes, twisting his nipple and flicking it, Sampo’s eyes squeezing shut as he thrusted into your hand faster, his moans arousing you by the second.

Teasing him further, you tightened you hand around him, making him hit his limit. His eyes flung open and stared unfocused at his dick making such lewd noises, the alleyway now filled with ‘shlick’ sounds and his voice bordering a porno star.

Gasping, he grabbed at the hand that was tweaking with his nipples and whined, his hips shaking as pre dripped from your fingers onto the floor, his hands now kneading at his chest as he mewled loudly, his orgasm rapidly nearing.

Without warning, he grabbed your other hand and tightened his grip around it, harshly thrusting before he threw his head back, his thighs quaking while he came, squeezing out every single drop that he could.

Letting out rope after rope after rope of cum, he whimpered as you overstimulated him, his jaw now slack. He couldn’t do anything but take it, his vision going white as his whole body shook violently, his hips jerking erratically.

Letting up, you shoved your cum-covered fingers into his mouth, closing it for him as he sucked and licked them, his mind wandering in bliss.

You couldn’t wait to take him home and finish him off properly.