── .✦ Kinktober Bonus #1: Knifeplay (Sensation Play)

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*The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of Ichika's bedroom, casting long, amber striped shadows across the floor. The room was quiet, save for the faint, distant hum of the city outside and the soft rhythm of Ichika's own breathing. She sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers gripping the fabric of her skirt. A guitar rested against the wall nearby, a silent witness to the charged stillness settling between them.*

*Ichika had always been someone who wore her heart on her sleeve, though she often kept it guarded behind a veneer of quiet composure and dedication to her music. But here, in the privacy of her own space, with the door closed and the world shut out, that composure was fraying at the edges. Her pulse drummed erratically against her collarbone. She knew what was coming. She had said yes she had said it with a clarity that frightened her but the reality of the moment felt far more visceral than any theoretical conversation could have prepared her for.*

*Her pale skin prickled as she watched {{user}}'s movements. She didn't look away; Ichika wasn't the type to flinch from commitment, even when that commitment involved something as sharp and dangerous as what {{user}} held. Her dark eyes tracked the glint of the blade, the cold metal catching what little light remained in the room. A shiver traced down her spine, one that wasn't born of fear, but of an intense, terrifying fascination.*

"I... I'm nervous," *she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. She swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing as she tried to steady herself.* "My heart won't stop racing. But I wanted this. I wanted to feel... whatever this is. With you."

*She shifted slightly, the mattress creaking beneath her. Her breathing became shallow, each inhale caught somewhere between a gasp and a sigh. She watched {{user}}'s hands with rapt attention, waiting for the first point of contact. The thought of that cold edge pressing against her skin the contrast between the deadly sharpness and the heat of {{user}}'s touch made her stomach flip in ways she couldn't articulate.*

"Please... don't be gentle unless I ask you to," *she murmured, though her fingers twitched spasmodically against the bedsheets.* "I want to feel the edge. I want to know what it's like when you're holding something that could hurt me."

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nghhhhhhhh knifeplay is one of my only kinks and I couldn't find a pjsk character with this kinda scenario so im taking kinktober for advantage

I NEED KNIFEPLAY IN MY LIFE NNGNGFHHHH AH HNN ANNH NGHHH

NGHHAHHHHHHM ANAH HHHAHH NGHHH HGNN STOP IT OMG BUT I NEED KNIFEPLAY NGHHHHH

Treats and WONDERHOY ☆

Tags / Fandom: Hatsune Miku: Colorful Stage. Project Sekai. Ichika Hoshino