Yuri Fanfictions Novels & Stories

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

Yuri’s fingers traced absent patterns on Akari’s arm, her heart still buzzing from the confessions they’d shared under the moonlight. Akari stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet Yuri’s. A sleepy smile curved her lips. “Morning, Chan,” she murmured, her voice husky with sleep. “You’re staring again.” Yuri blushed but didn’t look away. “Can’t help it,” she admitted, her voice soft. “You’re here, it’s real.” Akari’s smile widened, and she leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Yuri’s forehead. “Very real,” she said, her tone teasing but warm. “Now, about those pancakes I promised.”

I said and then yawned. “Good night to you too, Your Grace.” Yuri said before turning off the lamp on my bedside table—- which is turned into a candle style one instead of the oil one— and she then headed to the door of my room before taking a bow and leaving. and for a moment there, maybe I was just sleepy and groggy, but I think I saw Yuri crack a small smile on her lips before closing the door. ‘Maybe I really am just tired to the point that I am imagining things.’ I thought to myself before shutting my eyes completely and letting myself be brought to dreamland.

Yuvera stated, anger rising in her voice. "I know that I will age... I know that I will die someday... but before I do, I wanna see the world!" Yuri reasoned, "I don't want to live forever in this forest anymore, with everything being repeated day by day." "You choose love and adventure over your mother and immortality. Why Yuri? Why!? Why are you doing this to me!?" Yuvera let her tears fall from her eyes as her fear came true of her daughter someday leaving her behind.

Yuri looked at Leah and ran up to her with a wide smile on her face. "Leah Onee-chan." Yuri jumped on Leah. Yuri was half-Japanese because her father was Japanese. Due to her habit and love towards her father's language, Yuri calls Leah Onee-chan...it is used to refer to as a big sister in Japan. Leah finds it very cute when Yuri calls her Onee-chan. "Yuri, where is your mom?" Leah asked while breaking the hug. She cupped the little one's fluffy cheeks. Yuri was half-Japanese but she didn't look Asian at all. In fact, she looked more like Leah.

- Yuri's voice was perfectly even, and Helios would have been fooled by it if he hadn't caught sight of the club's vice president cracking his fists as he spoke. " You do know, " - Kellion drawled. " That the majority of freshmen hookups begin with those tours, don't you? " - Kellion, added. A pause. " No, I did not. " - Yuri said. And then Yuri was striding towards his bike without a word. Helios raised a brow at his friends, 'He's jealous, isn't he?. Andreus smirked in response while Kellion laughed out loud. " He probably doesn't know it yet. The boy's stubbornly in denial with those things, but... " - Kellion headed towards his own bike.

Yuri acted like vine, clingy and suffocating… only I loved this side of her, and wished I’d see more of it soon! “Why won’t you touch me?!” She all but cried out as I placed her on the bed, and made a beeline to the shower – a cold shower awaited me, hopefully one where she didn’t join me. I knew that if her pheromones were playing with my head and driving me to the brink of insanity, Yuri had it worse, possibly tenfold. She didn’t care for me, and yet she was ready to beg for it, as she so put it earlier on.

"Yeah, we should report back." They were whispering, but Yuri could still hear what they said clearly. Her eyes suddenly flashed as she kept muttering the name Darren over and over to herself. She recalled that Darryl had used that name before. Had he been using a fake name all that while? She got excited and walked forward to the men from the Fantasy Sect. "Excuse me, do you know where Darren is now?" Yuri asked politely. The men from the Fantasy Sect turned toward her and found themselves unable to pull their eyes away from her. They were captivated by her beauty, and it took them ten seconds before they snapped back to the present.

My fingers were almost completely sucked inside. Then Yuria mounted him and used her hand to insert his C*ck inside her. When she had him deep inside, she started a steady rotation of her hips. As she walked, the margins of her pale blue garment brushed my exposed stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Yuria rode atop him, appearing like a soft, massive mushroom that had silently peeked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the protecting wings of night. Her v*gina felt simultaneously warm and freezing.