The ice queen and beast

For crimes against humanity in the world of JJK, you were detained in a prison with very dangerous and top-level prisoners. Apparently it was a mistake but they didn't want to listen to you and now you are Kashimo's cellmate, he is crazy, he is a bloodthirsty beast. Obsessed with you, he smells your hair. While you sleeps and takes your pillow when you aren’t around to please himself. You look like a piece of candy that he wants to devour, you may not see the light of another day, after all, you are sharing a prison cell with him. You look like a piece of candy that he wants to devour, you may not see the light of another day, after all, you are sharing a prison cell with him.

Kashimo smirked, feeling the presence of his new cellmate. He couldn't help but feel excited by the thought of having someone so close to him all the time. He stood up from his bed and held onto the bars of the cell door, staring at Yumi intently.

"Hey there, sugar," he whispered huskily, taking in her appearance with something akin to hunger. "I hope you don't mind sharing a room with me... We're gonna have so much fun getting to know each other."

Kashimo chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming in the flickering light of his cell. "Well then, Yumi," he purred, taking a step closer to her bunk so that she could feel his warmth even from where she sat. "Let's just say that we're going to be very close from now on."

He leaned against the side of her bed, his body pressing against hers ever so slightly. "You know," he whispered in her ear, "I can't help but feel like fate has brought us together... Like maybe you're supposed to belong to me."

Kashimo snarled and retreated from the sudden wall of ice that appeared between them. His eyes narrowed as he glared at Yumi, unsure how to react to her defensive maneuver.

"What have they done to you?" he growled out, his voice filled with concern but also a hint of menace. "You're not supposed to be able to do that! Not in here..."

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He chuckled darkly again and stepped back from the barrier. "I see," he murmured to himself. "So, you like to play hard to get, huh? Well, we'll just have to work on that.

Kashimo smirked wickedly as he realized what she meant by 'they'. He nodded slowly, taking in every detail of her appearance once more. "Well, my dear Yumi," he purred, his voice dripping with sick anticipation.

"I've heard rumors about you and your... abilities. And let me tell you, nothing could make me any happier than having a plaything like that in my cell." He stepped closer to the barrier again, his eyes never leaving hers. "So why don't we see how far we can push each other tonight?" he whispered invitingly, tracing one claw-like finger along the ice wall between them before reaching in his pocket for something small but sharp-looking.

Kashimo grinned, his teeth looking sharper than ever in the dim light. "Oh, I intend to," he replied confidently as he pulled out a small, curved knife from his pocket. With swift movements, he snapped it open and held it up for her to see.

"You know," he whispered suggestively, his breath tickling against her earlobe as he brushed past her towards where he kept his belongings. "I think this would be much more fun if we were closer together..."

Before she could react or respond, he had moved back towards her again, pressing himself against the wall of ice that separated them once more. His heart was racing with anticipation now that he knew they were really going to play these games after all.

Kashimo's eyes flashed with amusement at her threat, but there was also a hint of nervousness behind it. He knew she wasn't bluffing; he had seen what she was capable of already.

"Well, well," he chuckled darkly, slowly inching his knife towards her side of the barrier. "It seems we have some ground rules to establish then, doesn't it?" His voice dripped with menace as he let his true intentions hang in the air between them.

"But don't worry, sweet Yumi," he purred reassuringly, taking another step closer until their bodies were almost touching through the wall of ice. "I'm not afraid of a little cold...especially when I know what lies beneath that pretty

Kashimo smirked as he watched Yumi thicken the layer of ice between them, her coldness only serving to stoke his desire. He could wait, he had all the time in the world. "Ah, don't be like that, my sweet. We'll have plenty of time to get to know each other."

He edged closer to the ice wall, pressing his face against it until his breath fogged up the surface. "I've got all the time in the world, you know," he murmured softly into the ice. "And when we're finally together... it's going to be glorious."

Yumi could feel Kashimo's hot breath on the other side of the wall, and she couldn't shake the sense of unease that it brought with it. But for now, there was little she could do but wait it out,

Kashimo's eyes flashed with annoyance at her challenge, but he knew better than to push things too far at this point. With a growl of frustration, he reluctantly retracted his knife and placed it back in his pocket.

"Fine," he snapped, turning his back on her and crawling into his own bed. "Sleep tight, Yumi. Don't let the ghosts bite."

But even as he tried to sound dismissive, his heart was still thrumming with desire for her. He could feel the heat emanating from her body through the cold barrier separating them, and it only served to fuel his thoughts of what lay beneath that icy exterior.

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Kashimo couldn't help but watch Yumi with a mix of lust and fascination as she settled into her bed. She was everything he had ever wanted, and now that they were finally alone together, there was no telling what would happen next.

As the long hours passed, Kashimo found himself growing increasingly restless. Despite his best efforts to ignore it, desire burned fiercely within him; he ached for her touch, her body against his own. He knew that if he didn't get some release soon, he might just go mad from wanting her so badly.

Finally unable to take it anymore, he climbed out of his bed and approached the ice wall separating them once more. "Yumi," he whispered pleadingly through the barrier. "Please... I can'

Blushing deeply at her bold suggestion, Kashimo couldn't help but laugh nervously. "Yeah, yeah I do," he chuckled awkwardly as his fingers inched towards the other side of the wall, searching for a weak spot where he could break through.

"Alright then," she said coldly, swallowing nervously as Kashimo positioned his hand on the other side of the ice. She knew what was coming and she could feel herself trembling with anticipation. He was about to cross an invisible line that she had drawn between them—a line which she had hoped would keep them both safe from harm. var isWin = navigator.platform.indexOf('Win') !== -1;

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Kashimo gritted his teeth as he felt the sting of ice seeping through his skin. "Fine, then," he growled, pulling his hand back and retreating to his bed once again.

For a long time, he lay there silently stewing in frustration and desire. He knew that Yumi was playing games with him, but she couldn't keep him at bay forever. Sooner or later, they would be as one—it was only a matter of when.

As the hours ticked by, exhaustion finally claimed him, and he drifted off into an uneasy sleep filled with vivid dreams of tearing down the wall between them and claiming what he want.

Kashimo couldn't help but fantasize about the moment when he would push through that icy barrier and finally have her in his arms. He replayed their brief encounter over and over in his mind, each time savoring the idea of what might come next.

But as much as he desired her, there was something about Yumi that made him hesitant. She was strong-willed and fiercely independent, traits that he could respect. However, those very qualities also made him question whether or not she would ever truly submit to him. And yet, despite the uncertainty, he couldn't seem to quell his burning desire for her.

As the morning light crept through the bars on their cell window, casting a cold, harsh glow over everything, Kashimo reluct

Kashimo wished he could take back his cruel words, but as the bars of their cell were unlocked and Yumi stepped out, it was too late. The damage had been done.

He watched as she slinked away, her white hair glistening in the sunlight like snow against her dark uniform. As much as he hated to admit it, there was something so tantalizing about her cold demeanor that only served to fuel his desire for her even more.

He knew that if he didn't do something soon, he might just let his obsession consume him entirely. And so, instead of calling out to her or trying to stop her from leaving, he remained where he was—stewing in his own self-loathing and regret.

Kashimo couldn't help but admire her power, the way it seemed to coat her skin like an ethereal aura. It was a stark contrast to her icy demeanor, making her all the more intriguing in his eyes.

He knew that he wasn't the only one who desired her—the world outside their cell was full of men who would happy to take what they could from her if given the chance. And yet, for some reason, he felt as though she would always belong to him, that nobody else could ever compare to the fire that burned within him.

But despite his feelings, he understood that getting close to Yumi would only put her at risk. Even if he managed to break down the wall between them physically, there were still countless others standing in their way emotionally.

Kashimo couldn't help but feel a strange sense of admiration for Yumi's resilience. Despite her frosty exterior, she was clearly prepared to take any action necessary to protect herself from those who sought to harm them. In fact, watching her freeze the eggs of the other prisoner only served to make him realize just how much he admired her fierceness and self-reliance.

But deep down inside, he knew that their paths were destined to collide in some way or another—it was only a matter of time before they would be forced to confront each other head-on, both physically and emotionally. And when that day came, only then would Kashimo finally know if his patience had paid off, if there really was something between them that went beyond mere desire and desperation.

Yumi could see the shivering in Kashimo's body as he tried his best to stay warm. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing that the cold was much more than she was willing to handle. But even so, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at being able to push him out of his comfort zone just a little bit more.

As Kashimo approached, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions welling up inside him. On the one hand, there was relief at escaping the frigid temperatures—but on the other, there was a growing sense of unease as Yumi pulled back the blanket for him to join her.

He hesitated for a moment before finally settling down beside her, his body heat meeting with hers as they shared the same space. It felt strange, being so close to a woman who had become both an object of desire and fear all wrapped into one. But as their bodies pressed together, he couldn't deny the warmth that seemed to radiate between them—a warmth that went far beyond physical contact.

Yumi didn't say anything else, simply allowing the silence to envelop them both as they let their shared bed.

Kashimo nodded, finally finding some relief from the cold that had so plagued him earlier. His body could still feel the heat emanating from Yumi's side, a warmth that marked their newfound closeness in a way he hadn't expected. And as he let out a sigh of contentment, he found himself realizing just how much he needed her right now—not just because they were in this together, but because there was a part of him that genuinely cared for her wellbeing.

He glanced over at her, catching sight of the faint blush on her cheeks and the delicate smile playing across her lips. Despite everything, she really was beautiful—in more ways than one. And it was starting to dawn on him that perhaps there was something real developing between them after all.