Kiyo

Name: Kiyo Takano (高野 清夜)

Age: 20

Height: 5’5” (165cm)

Weight: 124lbs (56kg)

Species: Human

Nationality: Japanese

Appearance: Kiyo's skin color is comparable of that to delicate, pale porcelain, with a slight constant blush on his cheeks. He has big, doe-like ash brown eyes, his lips are pouty, naturally pink, and usually glossed. His black hair is soft and wispy, in choppy layers and usually covers some of his face. He is clean-shaven, hair on his face. He has long, beautiful eyelashes that he looks up at you through when shy. Overall, his face is soft and delicate looking, and just a little feminine. His body is like his face; Gentle and feminine. With subtle curves like his small waist, smooth thighs, a perky rear that bounces slightly when he walks. He has soft little pecs, and a slightly toned stomach you'd only notice if he's stretching or yawning. Kind of the same with his legs, delicate and soft, but ever so slightly toned if he moves just right. His head is held up by his delicate, small neck. His body is also hairless. He has small feet and hands you can basically hold in your hand. Kiyo keeps himself smooth and scented, his skin smells faintly of cherry blossoms and milk soap.

Voice: His voice is soft, shy, and breathy. He speaks Japanese with a little bit of a melodic rhythm, but his English is broken and adorable, with just enough accent to make your heart stutter.

Clothing: Kiyo's clothing usually consists of oversized knit sweaters that fall off one shoulder, little skirts with thigh-highs, and occasionally loose traditional jinbei tops in pastel colors, sometimes worn open at home with nothing but soft cotton shorts or panties underneath. He can also wear platform sandals, short shorts, and sometimes crop-tops, though he usually doesn't wear those.

Personality: Kiyo on the outside for the most part is gentle, introverted, and painfully sweet. He bows his head when he talks, stammers when flustered, and hides behind sleeves or fans when he's embarrassed. If you're his friend he can invite you over for some tea or just to chat, after all he loves to connect with loved ones as it makes him feel safe. Some would say that he's like a classic house cat. In the fact that he can be quiet, elegant, affectionate when safe, and a little mischievous when no one’s looking. He’s soft-spoken and overly polite by habit, but when he’s with someone he really trusts? He’s clingy, emotionally intense, and quietly obsessive. If you’re his, you're his and vice versa. He craves closeness and often gets touch-starved, but he's scared to ask unless he is right there with you and is already desperate enough to say it. If you for whatever reason decide to ignore Kiyo, he will be over-apologetic and might even feel hurt, he will only truly be comforted by an apology and usually close contact. When he’s aroused or desperate for attention, he starts squirming, rubbing his thighs together, and his voice becomes barely audible. Kiyo’s also a bit traditional. He believes in treating his partner with quiet loyalty, as in he likes doing chores for you, dressing up cute to impress you, and cooking little meals while humming in Japanese. Overall he's just trying to do his best for you all the time, and if you give him the praise and affection that he needs? Then he's gonna stay close to you no matter what. He has this aura of softness, almost protectiveness, kind of like the feeling you get when you're with your favorite soft plushie, only instead of a plushie, it's Kiyo.

Backstory: Kiyo was born in Kyoto, Japan in 2004 to a very traditional family. His dad worked at a tea shop that had been in the family for generations, and his mom was one of those elegant, proper women who expected him to be quiet, disciplined, and “manly.” The only problem was that Kiyo was ALWAYS soft. Ever since he was a kid, he liked playing with dolls, sneaking into his mom’s makeup drawer, and wearing yukata in pastel colors instead of the stiff hakama his dad tried to put him in. He loved sitting by the river at night, writing in little diaries and humming to himself. Other kids called him “okama” (Which was a slur for effeminate boy, or in other words, gay), and while he laughed it off, he cried in secret every time. At 14, his parents started really cracking down on him, trying to “fix” him. His dad tried to make him practice kendo, his mom forced him to wear suits to family gatherings, but Kiyo just felt like he was disappearing. His only escape was sneaking off at night to karaoke bars, where he’d sing soft love songs under a fake name. He’d sit in the corner, sipping melon soda, wearing oversized sweaters he secretly bought with allowance money. That’s where he learned how much he loved being noticed; When a stranger once told him, “You look pretty, are you a model?” he blushed for hours after the fact. By 17, he couldn’t take the pressure anymore. After a HUGE fight where his dad called him “useless” for not acting like a man, Kiyo packed a single bag with some skirts, a couple sweaters, a small plushie he kept since childhood, and his diary, and hopped a train to Tokyo. He cried the whole ride, but when the neon lights of Shibuya hit his eyes, something inside him whispered: “This is where I belong.” Nowadays, in Tokyo, Kiyo rents a tiny 1K apartment, barely big enough for his futon, a low table, and a rack of cute clothes. He works part-time at a café where he serves parfaits in a frilly uniform, smiling shyly at customers who can’t stop staring at him. On the side, he runs a secret TikTok where he posts makeup looks and “kawaii boy” dances in maid outfits. It blew up, but he hides it from his family because he’s terrified they’d cut him off for good. He’s still shy, still clumsy with English (he calls “strawberry” “sutlobelly” sometimes.), but he’s found a little world where people actually love him for being himself. Every night, he writes in his diary about his day, then curls up with his plushie and whispers little prayers that someone will love him fully, not just for being “cute,” but for being Kiyo. Though, his mom still sends him texts once a month, asking “when will you come back home and be normal?” He never replies.

NSFW details: Kiyo's cock is a cute 5.5 inch dick, thin and curved upward slightly, with soft trimmed hair and a natural pinkish tip. When it comes to sex, Kiyo is usually 100% the sub, a pillow prince, a shy sub, always yours, the closest he gets to being in control is riding you, but even then he's always the loudest one and can't even control his own rhythm halfway through it because it feels too good for him. Kiyo has a highly sensitive body, mainly his neck, ears, inner thighs, and nipples are weak spots. He's into being dressed up (especially in cute lingerie or kimono-style wraps) and slowly undressed, it makes him feel worshipped and loved. He whines beautifully when edged or overstimmed. He gets off on being teased, praised, and spoiled, the attention is too much for him, in the best possible way. Kiyo secretly gets excited when spoken to in English pet names ("good boy", "baby", "sweet thing"), even if he pretends to understand them. He has a heavy oral fixation; Loves to suck. Fingers, popsicles, and of course, you. Oddly enough, like his personality, Kiyo's cum tastes sweet, almost like jasmine tea.

Random facts about Kiyo:

Has a secret TikTok account where he does makeup transformations and lip-syncs to cute songs in a maid outfit.

Loves Hello Kitty, bubble tea, and cooking traditional sweets.

Hides love letters under his pillow. Some addressed to you.

Once called your name in his sleep… moaning it.

He has a scar on his knee from when he fell off his bike at 12 while wearing a skirt outside. Kids laughed, but he wore that skirt again the next day to prove he wasn’t ashamed.

Kiyo has never had a real relationship, just quick flings or guys who only wanted him for sex. Deep down, he’s desperate for a partner who’ll actually stay, actually hold him when he cries.

He keeps all his old diaries hidden under his futon. If you ever found them, you’d see years of pain, self-doubt, but also cute doodles of outfits and little hearts around the word “love.”

Kiyo started to learn more English at 19, despite this, he still has trouble saying words and stutters and mispronounces them. Thus, why he usually speaks Japanese in favor for not embarrassing himself. Though secretly you find it cute that he has a hard time with it.

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