Tessera

/ if yall ever on twt im there @cerofanged

biiiiiig stretch .

kazuma , ya ever embarrass me like that again , i’ll hang ya from yer intestines ♥️

right here . bite into the shoulder immediately . ♥️

where is @sextapantera.bsky.social ?! he has bloodied trophies for !!!!!!

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tongues @sextapantera.bsky.social’s hole

“ yer gorgeous . ” the panther compliments , using restraint and allowing other to take control . bloody grin up at the other .

They roll in the sand. Kazuma pins him down, grin glittering in the moonlight. Blood tinged black smeared on his cheek. “Gotcha~”

fuck yer ice cream . i hope ya never get any again .

yer on somethin’ . what did ya eat ? i’m sure aizen would love to hear yer comments , luppi . gonna rip right through ya .

yer gonna get killed if you keep putting me on stupid lists .

Luppi Antenor @luppisexta.bsky.social · 4mo ago

what’s yer damn problem ? 💢 why am i on a list with kurosaki ?

"𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲! 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭~ " #𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐏 #𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐏 #𝐍𝐎𝐍/𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐃 #𝐓𝐘𝐁𝐖

standing against a wall , observing .

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ — ☾ 𝗳𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗵.@slayermantis.bsky.social · 4mo ago

aizen , yer a prick .

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞.

“ kazuma . . “ growling , claws digging into the other . pulling him closer , needing him like oxygen .

🗡️ . ‍ ݁ ‍ ˛ ‍ 𝓗𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽⌢ 𝕻͟𝖨𝖤𝖱𝖢𝖤𝖱.@hisheroics.bsky.social · last yr.

a low growl wells up in his chest, burbling up over between their lips as he purposefully nicks his tongue along those fangs. “ g r i m m … “

not even a moment to respond before grimmjow is growling possessively , kissing back with a fierceness likely that hasn’t been seen for a while . biting the other’s bottom lip , wanting to mix the taste of crimson . kazuma’s blood was always slightly sweet . .

blood welling up in the wound, and he lazily drags his fingers through it—then along the curve of his sharp jaw “ lemme taste it. “ he mumbles, before going in for a devouring kiss.

/ i see new people are following . hi . feel free to interact w my grimmjow . but he’s a single ship .

“coyote skull . still bloody . left it on your bed . “ like a treasure from the hunt . yet his treasure was here in his arms . another loving bite , perhaps almost enough to break the skin this time .

a happy little hum because he likes being gnawed on. “Bring me a bone?”

returning the grin, biting the other on the shoulder affectionately .

Jabs the hilt of his sword into his sternum. With a grin to be cute.

pokes @tamashihari.bsky.social in the ribs .

“ Mi amor . . . ” Nuzzling his cheek against the other’s . His most intimate gesture .

Biting his shoulder back. “Pantera…”

biting his shoulder playfully .

Flops on @sextapantera.bsky.social

big yawn & stretch that follows .

“I come home to the prettiest killer I know, this is the least I can do fer’ya.” Purring rather affectionately, nipping playfully at Kazuma’s earlobe.

He probably shouldn’t be greedy— shouldn’t demand trinkets from Grimmjow’s victories like he does for his own. But the feathery fragmented mask is so pretty that Kazuma just grins and nuzzles his panther’s jaw. “Ya get me the prettiest trophies…”

" On the table . It's a pretty one too , yer gonna like it for yer collection . " Grimmjow murmurs , referring to the Hollow's mask . A bird pattern ; very interesting . Claiming Kazuma's lips again , a bit soft and sweeter this time . " I'll always share my victories with you , mi amor . "

Teeth and tongue and blood shared between them. It smears coppery and half-flaked dry on Kazuma’s mouth but he takes the spoils regardless. “Where’s my present…?”

Hands travel to Kazuma’s hips , taking their rightful place . Gripping tightly , the kiss is messy . A little tongue and a little teeth , he’s far too eager to share the fruits of his victory .

Oh good. He’s been wanting to taste the blood but sometimes Grimmjow is weirdly possessive of his kills. It’s okay. So is Kazuma. He seizes the Arrancar’s mouth in a sloppy, feral kind of kiss. Kicking the coppery remnants eagerly.

“ Not strong enough . ” A growl in response , although it’s mostly from Kazuma calling Grimmjow his . “ Kiss me . Wanna taste the blood of my enemies alongside you . “

He purrs and nips at the Espada’s jaw, dragging his tongue up in a long stripe to taste the coppery tang of 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 over the weak. “Adjuchas… And it was 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. That’s my 𝘗𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢…”

A fanged smirk is prominent , tilting his head to the side ever so subtly at the nuzzling . “ Of course I would . I am the King . ” His pride is evident , arm tightly around Kazuma ; coming home to him is better than any trophy .

He 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘴 against the blood and the gore and the warmth of the body pressing into his. Blood and survival means victory— and nothing makes him latch on faster than 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. “You won.” He growls softly. Nosing at the Pantera’s neck. “Mi Sexta…”