Me, Myself, and I

Aera | XXIV

[junkfoodchimney]

My dad just said: at your age you’ll probably wanna try a lot of things. Boys, girls, being a girl, being a boy, being punk or goth or spunky. And im okay with that. As long as you don’t come home and tell me youre a republican

[mauridianhallow]

parents who care

[read-pinned-pls-deactivated2024]

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT . . .

. . . but satisfaction brought it back

ᥫ᭡ FOUL LEGACY CHILDE + FEM!READER

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ N/SFW / DUB-CON / monsterfucking, cunilingus, pet names ꒰ pretty, good girl ꒱

★ you're an adventurer from Liyue's guild, deciding go give a hand and check for yourself the strange rumor surrounding the Golden House.

fuck the adventurer's guild for this.

even though they weren't really the ones to blame for your reckless choices. perhaps your morbid curiosity won the mental debate between surviving and —most likely— dying from a commission.

strange rumors surrounding the Golden House were heard all over Liyue,‘casually’ reaching your ears as you walked near the guild, and, as an adventurer yourself, couldn't help it and offer your help. but to be honest, you were dying to know what truly happened inside the famous building.

your mission was quick and simple, investigating the surroundings of said building in search of clues, elemental traces or any minuscule detail that could explain the crashing sounds and ground quaking.

the wind rustled the pages of your notebook ‘nothing so far’ you wrote down with a messy calligraphy due to the lack of surfaces to use as support. eyes scanning around the empty space where guards were supposed to be, the ground seemed fine, pillars in order and walls without a crack, purposely ignoring the eerie feeling coming out of those large doors.

your options where on the table, go back to Liyue and claim your reward from Katherine —which you always gifted the traveler except for the mora, you weren't sure what those books and minerals where for, but the blonde always seemed excited to acquire some more— or, you simply had to take a glance around in case someone was watching, put your hands on the sturdy wood door and open it.

"so easy" you chuckled under your breath, shoes clacking against the stone floor inside such an immense building as you simply took a couple steps inside. much to your surprise, the room was empty, but it got harder to breathe with each passing second, an electric yet humid feeling enveloped the space including yourself in it, chest heavy from the lack of clean oxygen.

sparks of electro dancing in your vision, coming from all corners in an echo that most likely was created by your mind, —you thought— although the standing hair on your nape proved otherwise, an obvious sign of incoming danger.

you suck in your breath through your teeth, not daring to move more than your gaze over your shoulder, stomach dropping at the sight of dark shadow lurking behind you.

"what do we have here?"

a deep voice came from the shadows, —rumbling in the space louder than the sound of your heart hammering against your thorax— and its words were laced with smugness, as if it was waiting for your arrival.

"The Tsaritsa has sent me another comrade to spare" the voice continued, now filled with excitement —and something else you couldn't quite figure out— approaching your form in a swift fluid motion which, to your horror, realized weren't steps, but the creature levitated towards you.

you don't even dare to look around, leaping forward in an attempt to escape whatever the creature had prepared for you.

he tutted watching you try to run, "where do you think you're going, pretty thing?" a yelp escaping your trembling lips at the sudden force dragging you down from your calves, fire and pain creeping up your body from where sharp claws dig on your skin.

"please—" you beg, throat dry while fear consumes your whole body, unable to let you scream out for help, even though you were most certain no one could hear you from the outside.

a chuckle resonated through the room, breaking in your line of thought, "we're going to have some fun" he muttered before turning you around on the floor, the coldness of it going unnoticed by having in front of you such an imposing figure.

he —or perhaps, it ?— was at least two times your size, thick thighs pressing on your body, one dangerously close to your core through your skirt, while the other held himself up in a kneeling position, broad shoulders and equally bulged arms covered by some kind of armor, caging you in as you shook in both fear and eagerness of what his next move would be.

"you're so cute" he whispers while bending over you, face, a large red mask the only thing separating you both. you shiver and gasp at the sight of a large tongue sliding from beneath said mask, tip playfully tracing your jaw and column of your neck.

"don't be afraid" he mutters again, now pressing his thigh against your clothed, and slightly wetting pussy, while one of his clawed hands comes to your belly in soft movements before digging a sharp nail into the cloth covering your skin and ripping it to shreds, leaving red marks on its way and your lower body exposed to him, "what a pretty pliant thing"

the warmth that spread through your core rushed to your face when one of his claws traced your covered folds, your wetness now obvious through the flimsy cloth of your panties, "seems like you're enjoying this" he chuckled and you whined, unable to make a move and attempt to flee. the soft sounds coming from your lips quickly turned into a yelp as he raised your hips in the air, face in front of your pussy, nails digging into the skin of your thighs while repeating the same movement from before and ripping your panties apart in a swift motion, "s-stop—"

"Tartaglia" he grunts, breathing heavily, "remember the name you'll be screaming all day"

almost as in sync with all coherent thoughts leaving your brain, he dips the tip of his tongue inside your throbbing heat, alternating between plunging into you to lick fat strips across your folds and clit, an occasional sharp teeth caressing your sensitive skin for your thighs to shake in pleasure.

you knew it was wrong, you knew you had to stop this sooner or later, but with each passing second, each inch of tongue stretching your quivering pussy sent you further into an abyss. your back ached from the uncomfortable position as only your hips remained in the air, deciding to dig your nails into what it felt like his scalp, grinding your hips up into that inhumanly large mouth of his.

a loud grunt from Tartaglia tore a whine from you, your walls fluttering in signals of an incoming orgasm that got quickly ruined due to his tongue pulling out of you in a lewd slurping sound, the lower part of his mask drenched in slick as he knelt up once again, placing your body on the floor with a grateful sigh.

"if you're going to cum—" his voice came out deeper somehow, mixing with the sound of clicking ornaments falling on the floor as he undid his bottoms, groaning in delight when his cock sprung free. "you'll do it around my cock"

"fuck" you whined, both terrified and aroused from the size of his member, "look how deep I'll be inside you" his voice tore you out of your thoughts, placing his length on top of your belly, precum smearing from his tip, all over your bellybutton and dripping low to reach your navel.

"i-it won't fit" you swallowed.

"don't worry" Tartaglia chuckled once again, guiding the tip of his cock to rub against your clit, "I'll train this pretty pussy until you can take it all" his teasing stopping at the same time as his monologue, now pushing in the engorged cock head inside your too tiny cunt, groaning at the slight resistance your body showed.

"T-tartaglia, it's too much—" you screamed while tears pricked on your eyes, the thin line between pleasure in pain getting blurry behind your eyelids.

"relax" he groaned, cock throbbing from hearing you say his name out loud, "it'll feel better soon" and you didn't have much choice than to take what he gave you, all sounds dying in your mouth as he plunged his tongue down your throat, tangling in with yours in an attempt to make you ignore the pain.

for a brief moment you wondered if there were going to be marks left where your nails dug on his forearms, begging for the pain to subside yet your legs spread open wider for him

"good girl" he says and you sigh shakily, feeling the hair of your nape held by one of his claws, bringing your head down so your jaw pressed against your clavicles and get to observe how your pussy managed to take half his full size, a moan bubbling in your throat at such lewd display.

"you're taking me so well for a first time"

and so his thrusts begin, long and slow strokes filling your cunt to your own limit, feeling incredibly full with the enormous size of his cock and girth rubbing against all your spots.

—for a monster, he did have compassion— you thought, eyes closed shut as a thin line of drool slipped past your parted lips, babbes of his name between choked sobs could be heard as you tried to breathe.

"cum, pretty girl" your orgasm approached quickly, and Tartaglia was aware, the feeling of your tight walls clenching impossibly tighter around his cock was almost unbearable, the white heat in his lower belly about to snap, so he reached your clit with pointed finger, rubbing in circular motions with your mixed juices.

"o-oh, Tartaglia" you shuddered around him, wrapping a tired left around his hip while you convulsed and creamed all over his length, whining in slight confusion as he pulled out, rubbing and smacking the tip of his cock against your clit as thick ropes of cum coated your abused pussy.

"I'll be waiting for our weekly encounter" he mutters against your cheek, and you thanked Celestia it got late into the night so no one could watch you drag yourself home with shredded clothes.

[lyneira]

♤ can I be deep inside of your love? ♤

SMUT - MINORS DNI

-> after you both climax, he decides to stay buried inside of you. Why?

fem!reader x genshin men / cw: unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, cockwarming

Wants to ensure you're having his babies

ZHONGLI, Ayato, Childe, Gorou

He'll keep himself buried deep inside you even after blowing his load into you because this man is MAKING SURE that you'll be pregnant with his child after this night (with your consent of course). He had already came in you so much that his seed was oozing out of your hole, to his dismay. And of course it would. Because even now, he was still managing to empty the rest of himself out into you as he further buried himself in your core.

As he's basking in your warmth, he's also basking in delight, rubbing small circles at your hip with his thumb as thoughts of you carrying his child run through his head. Imagining you with your belly swollen and round and seeing you with that special glow, gosh, the thought makes him swoon. You'd look so beautiful. It all excites him so, that he plants a tender, loving kiss to your lips, and whispers,

"There's no one else that I'd make the mother of my children other than you, my love...you'll make such a beautiful mommy"

He feels the closest to you like this

KAVEH, Kazuha, Baizhu, Thoma

Just because he's finished blowing his load into you doesn't mean he's done with you. He feels that this next part, where he's simply buried inside you, is just as significant as the previous act of thrusting his love into you.

This unity you both had made: joined together as one, bodies pressed up against one another's, hands intertwined, his lips locked on yours, tongues dancing with each other, and him sheathed deeply inside you. This is where he feels the closest to you, both physically and emotionally, eyes looking into each other's with such vulnerability and love. Relishing in this feeling, he doesn't dare pull away. He views this union as romantic and meaningful as it was a declaration of love for you of an intimate nature, so he'd find it so insensitive to pull out immediately.

He also hopes to leave you with his warmth for as long as he can, just as you have enveloped him and given him warmth. He'd want to hold you like this for the rest of the night.

Loves the feeling

Venti, Heizou, Itto, Kaeya

Similar to the previous category, it simply feels so warm, so cozy, and so comfortable inside of you that he wouldn't want to pull out right away. He also wants to relish the feeling of being inside you, and he'd stay inside you for longer than you'd expect. Won't you let him be selfish a bit? Just feel the way his length was beautifully melded into your core. Wouldn't you want to stay like this too? He desires your touch and your heat for much longer.

He'll embrace you tightly the whole time, and if you begin to squirm, asking if he's done yet, he'll mumble into your neck, "No...just a little bit longer please...You feel too good", and he'll start leaving kisses up and down your neck and jaw to soothe you.

When the time comes that he has to pull out, he'll realize that he should do this more often. Maybe while you two are simply enjoying the time, not doing much, he'll think of pulling you onto his lap and slipping himself inside of you. He'd have a more enjoyable time and would make sure you would too.

Needless to say, cockwarming him would be a frequent thing between you two ;)

He can't

Alhaitham, Albedo, Cyno, Tighnari

Exhausted from his release, he initially tries to pull out of you. Yet, with your legs wrapped tightly around him and with your pussy still squeezing him and sucking him in so good, he just can't. He might have asked you to let up, but he couldn't find himself doing that either. It's not like he really wants to anyway. And with your pussy begging for his cock like that, who was he to resist?

He lets out heavy moans as you overstimulate his cock with each spasm and contraction of your walls tightening around him. The feeling of it all was terribly addictive and made him feel yet another high, an even more intense one at that. It's so intense that he finds himself pouring even more of his essence into you that he didn't know he had left.

A ring of his cum and yours was now formed at the hilt of his cock, the sight of it turning him on again Another round wouldn't hurt, would it? (You two wouldn't go one round; you two would go multiple rounds afterwards, and the cycle would repeat, heh)

Does it out of possessiveness

Scaramouche, Xiao, Diluc, Dainsleif

After releasing, you'd expect him to pull out, but he'd do the opposite. He'll grab you by your thighs and pull you in towards him while thrusting himself further into you, feeling as the mixture of your essence and his gushes out of your hole and stains his cock. More importantly, you'd also notice how desperately he'd cling to you: how he’d tightly hold your thighs at his sides, how his fingernails were digging into your skin, how deeply he was trying to bury himself into you, deepening his kiss to your core so lovingly.

Looking at your flushed face, all tired out, you couldn't look any more beautiful to him even like this; that expression, your touch, your warmth, your moans, your pussy, and most of all, your love was his. The entirety of you was his and his alone.

Under gritted teeth, he'd mutter, "You're mine, you know that?", holding you even closer as he feels you squeeze around him perfectly.

But when you gazed upon his face- oh, that look. It was so vulnerable. The way he looked into your eyes sought reassurance and was pleading, "Please never let me go...I'm yours and no one else's...and I give all of myself to you and only you"

So please tell him tenderly, "I know", and watch as relief washes over him, releasing his grip on your thighs to embrace you protectively. He'll then whisper a delicate, "I love you so much", into your ear, and won't be letting go of you for a while.

© 2023 lyneira. PLEASE DO NOT COPY, PLAGIARIZE, OR REPOST MY WRITING ONTO OTHER PLATFORMS

[bboricha]

happy birthday ayato💞

➳ pairings: arranged marriage!kamisato ayato x virgin wife fem!reader ➳ wc: 1.8k ➳ cw: not proofread, fingering, squirting, unprotected, breeding if u squint, marking, mentions of "traditional" wife roles, arranged marriage, size kink if u squint, lmk if i've missed any! ➳ synopsis: you married the yashiro commissioner a little less than a year ago.

it was arranged, of course. you were always told ever since you were a kid that it would be your duty to get married and to be a good wife for your husband, taking lessons on embroidery, cooking, cleaning, and even more—you were prepared for marriage, but it seems ayato didn’t share the same sentiment.

when you first got married to him, he never showed any sign of displeasure, nor did he actually resist this arrangement. but he also never acted like a husband towards you. you didn’t even consummate your marriage! you remember that night so vividly, you were waiting in your room after your wedding ceremony, dolled up with beautiful lingerie to match, but he never showed up. you waited and waited even until the sun had risen, and it was only then did the tears come out of humiliation. his message was obvious and you weren’t one to ignore what he was saying, but you also didn’t want to create a bad relationship between you two.

despite the shame you felt, you bit your tongue and tried to at least be civil with him. it’s not as if he was actually mean to you, he just had no interest in actually making your marriage feel… well, like a marriage. and you knew that, you knew that all too well, but it was the moments when he would wipe the sweat off your brow after you helped thoma clean the estate, when you would bring him a coffee at night while he was still hard at work and he would ask you to join him for a little break—it was the little things that he did that make your heart flutter despite there being no romantic intent behind his words and actions. and so you, perhaps stupidly, ended up falling for him. it gave you hope that maybe you can make your marriage into a real one.

so when his birthday came around this year, you were determined to do something special for him. it was the least you could do, especially considering that he saw it in him to do something for yours as well, even if it was just a gift (although expensive), you were still touched. it would only be right of you to do something for him, right? asking thoma and ayaka to assist, you made sure his schedule would be clear for the day. making him only his favorite foods and his favorite boba, taking him to ritou to show him a new bookstore you thought he’d like, ending the day by taking him to a hotel you’ve booked for the night and giving your gift to him.

you both sat on the tatami floor as you pulled out the special shogi set you’ve commissioned just for him. you knew how much he enjoyed playing shogi—even if he does play most of the time with his back facing the board—you thought that he’d appreciate a nicer shogi set than the one he’s been using. he traces his hand against the pearly white pieces, accented with a touch of blue, and he smiles fondly. you’re just so sweet to him. a good wife, all for him. he just has to reward your behavior, doesn’t he?

he reaches out to you, pushing a strand of hair out of your face and you blush in response. he chuckles a bit, you’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you? he pulls you in for a kiss, the first once since the two of you have gotten married, and you already feel your head getting a little foggy. you can feel his tongue prodding at your lips and you let him in, feeling his soft lips get hotter and hotter with each kiss. he pulls away momentarily before lifting you up, bringing you to the king sized bed. he trails kissing along your neck to your exposed collarbone, leaving a few marks along the way as your breathing begins to get heavy. he gets rid of your pesky kimono, baring your body to him as he takes in the sight. it was truly unfortunate that he had to be so stubborn in the earlier stages of your marriage—if only he got to see this sight sooner, maybe you would’ve been pregnant by now with the heir to the kamisato clan. 

you whine for him to continue kissing you and he obliges, playing with your breast as he rolls your nipple against his gloved fingers. he pulls away again, removing his gloves with his teeth and promptly presses his lips against yours, massaging his bare hand across your stomach, towards your cunt. you jump in surprise when you feel his calloused fingers against your clit, softly rubbing figure eights.

“tell me,” he says in between kisses, his voice quiet, “what is it that you want me to do…?” he watches as your eyes widen at the question, your hand tugging at his jacket.

“i’m yours, so…” you avert your eyes, embarrassed by what you’re about to say next, “please do as you like…” he smiles at your obedience, completely satisfied by your answer. he couldn’t have a wife more perfect than you, and it was about time he rewarded your patience.

he presses his fingers on your entrance, feeling how wet you became with just a few kisses. it was wrong of him, he supposes, to keep you waiting for so long. but it’s alright, he’ll make it up to you tonight. he pushes a finger in as it slides in easily and you moan, it’s just one finger, but it’s already more than what you’ve been doing to yourself for the past several months, you can just imagine how he would feel inside you entirely. he takes your other nipple into his mouth and pops in another finger, caressing them skillfully against your walls and you cum. you’re shocked, embarrassed, even. because yes, you are a virgin, but you’ve also never came with just penetration before, let alone this quickly, but ayato seems to have other thoughts. he feels the last bit of his chivalrous nature snap when he saw you cum just from two of his fingers and he needs to take you now. 

he makes quick work of his clothes and tosses them somewhere on the floor of your hotel room, discarded and forgotten. you feel his head prodding at your hole and you’re surprised by the sheer size of his length. you were simultaneously scared and needy—you’ve never taken in anything more than two or three of your own tiny, thin fingers—you weren’t quite sure how ayato was planning on fitting inside of you. he sees your hesitation and worries, and god, you’re just so adorable, it was turning him on even more. he just wants to absolutely ruin you, to make sure you check out tomorrow morning with his seed deeply sowed in you, dripping out onto your thighs as you squeeze them together to keep it inside of you.

he kisses your temple gently, telling you to not worry, that he’ll take care of you as he pushes his cock in slowly, making you focus even more on the stretch. when he bottoms out, you feel so, so full, and you’re just so sensitive, considering you came not too long ago. he groans against the crook of your neck at how tight you are, fitting around him like a glove. you’re just absolutely perfect for him, the way you hug his cock so nicely, he’s sure to get addicted. he’s just concerned that one night at this hotel might not be enough.

he begins thrusting into you, his strokes long, fast, and hard, making you moan so loud that the entire floor is bound to hear you. he always wondered what kind of noises you would’ve made, and they truly don’t compare to the real thing. he ponders on his regrets again before putting his attention back on you, moving to lick and suckle at any part of your body, throwing in a couple of bites here and there to mark you up officially as his. marks that he will have to remake every couple of days to make sure that they’ll always be there, always claiming you as his. he hits one specific spot that has stars swimming before your eyes, making you tighten against his cock, leaving a creamy white ring around him. he smirks, focusing his ministrations there and letting his hand roam towards your puffy clit, abusing the tiny nub as you’re brought to your second orgasm of the night, squirting slick against ayato’s abdomen.

you’re ashamed, thinking you’ve wet yourself as you go to cover your face with your hand, pushing ayato away with the other as he coos at you, telling you that it was cute, to not worry as he pushes your chest towards the bedding, raising your ass instead so he can enter from behind. he grabs your arms, pulling on them as he resumes thrusting into you, hitting even deeper than before and you can’t help but cry. it’s so, so much for your tiny, messy cunt that you’re just so overwhelmed by this new sensation, but it’s also so… so good. your head is spinning and ayato lets go of your arms, letting you fall onto the bed as he hugs your tiny frame from behind, feeling his toned chest flush against your back. it’s so intimate this way—never would you have imagined when you first got married to him that you both would be in this position now. his thrusts are getting erratic and he pushes a hand on your lower back, making your arch at an angle that allows the head of his length to kiss the tip of your womb with each thrust perfectly.

“i’m close,” he says breathily into your ear as you take a moment to process that he’s said something.

“w—wait—” you try to speak up, but suddenly he stills, his cock fully submerged as you feel something warm flooding inside you.

“we’re a married couple,” he reminds you, “shouldn’t this be the only way?”

after a few moments, he pulls out, some of his seed spilling out of you much to his displeasure as he turns you around, plunging his fingers in to fuck his cum inside of you and you scream. a taut knot quickly forms in your lower stomach and is just as quick to snap as you cum all over his hand. when he doesn’t take them out immediately, you gently push at his wrist and try to pull yourself away from him in hopes for a little bit of rest, but to no avail. he cages you against the wall, pushing in his already hardened cock again as he whispers something into your ear, but you’re too far gone to catch what he’s saying.

➳ an: what did he say? 👁

[aurorasgate]

behind closed curtains

diluc ragnvindr x afab!reader | 2.1k + words

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, no pronouns used, masturbation, a tiny bit of voyeurism if you squint, oral (receiving), diluc cumming untouched

it wasn’t unusual for the dark knight hero to pass through this particular part of mondstadt multiple times throughout the night. it was hardly somewhere that monsters could easily get but still he watched over this small apartment building nestled behind a flower shop and a large birch tree. 

ruby eyes flash to a window on the second floor, the drawn curtains keeping his beloved from view but it was enough to know that you were safe and comfortable, even if he wished he could be there with you now.

but it was late, the moon having long hung in the sky and cooled the breeze that carried throughout the city, the dreams of those in the land of anemo archon quieting the street. you should be asleep, at least he hoped you would be but he also could not help how the desire to constantly be within your shining radiances, basking in your love and showering you with his own, made his heart strings go taut.

surely it would be fine if he checks on you? a gentle kiss to your forehead before pulling the covers back over your shoulder, stealing too many glances at your lovely sleeping visage, fighting the urge to slip into the covers with you, all before he returns to the dark shadows. he had before and you had given him permission to do so, at times waking up slowly to see silver light spilling through the curtains and wondering if the familiar warmth of him that lingered on your skin and the way his voice that easily coaxed you back to sleep was only a dream. 

the only thing you could dream of more was a dream where he stayed and you got to wake up in his arms; see the man proclaimed to be ‘hardened’ look so soft and so unbelievably handsome, if not seeming a few years younger, as long lashes rested atop his cheeks and locks of red spread around him like a halo of fire in the yellow morning light. 

did you know how badly he wished for the same, how terribly hard it was to tear himself from your side? 

his boots were quiet, stealthy so as to not wake the neighbors that lived below you or draw unnecessary attention to himself, as he easily made his way up to the ledge of your window and with skilled fingers slid the glass open without making a sound.

he hadn’t even swung one leg inside your bedroom before he heard a breathless moan of his name from your lips, labored yet blissful and dripping with need. it’s a melody that ignites his chest, spreads warmth across his cheeks and the tips of his ears, and has his cock beginning to strain against his pants.

wanting to always respect your privacy, he hesitates to push back the curtains hiding what is surely a sinful sight of you touching yourself to the thought of him. but every moment that passes with his heart picking up speed, not at all helping how hard he’s becoming, he can’t ignore the sounds you make, the soft lewd quelches of your fingers playing with your wet pussy or the whimpers you make that he desperately wanted to hear louder and at the mercy of his touches.

the tap of his boots on your floor and the movement of curtains doesn’t draw your attention and for a moment, all the while diluc swore his entire being was going to catching on fire, he admires your naked body illuminated by moonlight laying atop your sheets, your fingers pumping in and out of your tight hole, your eyes closed and mouth parted from your heavy breaths that bring hungry eyes to your breasts. 

it's only when he can’t take it any longer, can’t possibly bear to keep himself from between your legs or resist the need to have the taste of you on his tongue after seeing the slick that coats your fingers and glistens against your folds, that he unclips the cape that normally kept him blended with the dark of night and takes a step towards you.

“fucking archons..” he curses under his breath, your doe eyed look that flickers with happiness at the realization he really was here making him even harder.

“d-diluc! wha - i c-can- i mean -”

he lets out a breathless chuckle at how quickly you close your legs, your embarrassment evident but you had no reason to be embarrassed. never with him and especially not when he was so prideful knowing you were imagining it was his own fingers buried inside of you, thick and reaching deep, something you could not recreate by yourself but archons you looked like such a sweet thing trying.

“apologies my love, i didn’t mean to frighten you.”

his strides are long, his impressive length showing through his pants but as soon as he's close enough he reaches for you smooth leather gloves and the warm hands within them are adding fuel to your already burning skin, pulling your legs apart with tenderness but enough force that you couldn’t fight it, not that you even wanted to try. no, you were more than willing to give diluc all of you.

all you can focus on are the ruby orbs of the man you love, eyes that threaten to engulf you in their flames and never let you go. but you were encased within them long before now and tonight you would sink even deeper into their depths. 

“have i made you lonely?” he asks, genuine concern laced in his tone. 

it was easy for him to use his strength to protect you, move you from prying eyes and danger, carry your sleeping figure from the couch in his study to his bed or move your body as he wished when tangled in silk sheets and beaded with sweat. not that you resisted him but even when his grip was tight he’s so gentle with the way he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed, like you might break if he moves too fast. 

he lowers onto his knees before you, the tips of his bangs tickling your inner thigh as he nuzzles his nose against your plush skin, feeling his cock twitch at the way your body reacts to just this little touch.

“n-no! never ‘luc.. n..never with you” your voice shakes in time with your legs and his heart stalls the sweet nickname. he hadn’t quite gotten used to it yet but he wasn’t sure he ever would, not when it was you calling him. “i just..” you bite your bottom lip before turning your gaze from his but still continuing, quiet and shy but oh so adorable. “just wanted you so badly..”

you can feel him smile against your skin, his kisses growing sloppier against your skin but never close to your aching sex. “were your fingers enough to sate your want angel?”

his bold words shock you, even if they did make your stomach flutter with butterflies and your pussy clench around nothing.

they weren’t enough.. you could never reach as deep as he could, could never drive yourself to the kind of bliss that had tears clinging to your lashes like only diluc ever could or had.

“‘luc.. please..” you beg, reaching out for him, to lose your fingers in his thick hair and guide him to your need but he captures them within his own much larger hands and places kisses the tips of each of your fingers instead, much too chastely for how naughty the sight of him on his knees before your bare body was.

“were they?” he asks again, the heat of his breath captured on your hands.

“.. no,” you whimper your answer much to your chagrin but happy to hear your confession, with his own carnal need to gift you that pleasure, he finally lets you touch him in return.

with your fingers tangled in tendrils of red he litters both of your legs with kisses after loving kisses, slow licks and nibbles but never in the place you needed him most. warm saliva cools against your skin the more he showers you with his affection until his lips have tasted nearly every inch of shaking thighs.

even as he moves to dangle your legs over his shoulders he’s still littering them with his love, coming closer and closer to your sticky cunt, teasing and fleeting near your dripping folds until you’re begging and then suddenly, without warning, his burning tongue is running from your eager hole up to your clit and back down again. 

your back bows off of the bed and he groans loudly, shamelessly, as he drinks you in, already feeling utterly intoxicated by you; your taste, the way you squirm in his hold at his relentless movements that are somehow too much and not enough, your fingers finding their way deeper into his hair and he’d be sure it wouldn’t be much longer now before you were pulling on the soft strands while you cried his name.

powerful fingers sink into the fat of your thighs to keep them spread with each passing moment that he devours your pretty pussy like he may never get to taste you again. his tongue is hot and consumes your every thought, every nerve in your body as he licks and laps at your folds.

one of his hands leaves your thigh to spread your pussy lips, the leather not as soft as his skin but familiar all the same. he flicks his tongue against your exposed and twitching clit, the way you wither and moan at his ministrations driving him to want to give you more, more, more.

“ah~ d-diluc!” you cry out when he wraps his lips around your clit, feeling how badly and quickly it builds the burning knot behind your stomach that just might burst on him if he kept working you like this. 

but he was always one to get lost in the pleasure of your cunt, going down on you like this satisfying him just as much as it did you.

his deep groans join your lovely noises, the taste of you finer and more intoxicating than any wine he could ever create in the cellars of the dawn winery but only he would get to know the pleasure of this, only he would get to be the one to feel your velvety walls clench around his tongue when he buries it deep inside of you, tongue fucking you and feeling his cock throb against the seem of his pants.

you pull him into you, lifting your hips to allow his tongue to reach deeper inside of you or perhaps it was simply because you can’t help it when he’s making you feel this good, he doesn’t know which but your reactions spur him on and he doesn’t relent his tongue for a moment.

the only word you seem to know is his name. you chant it like a mantra and each one rings through his ears and ripples down his body. always call his name.. always be his.. always let him bring you to celestia and back.. 

a mix of your juices and his saliva drips down your folds and to your ass, so wet he can easily slip two, thick, gloved fingers into your cunt, feeling your walls clench around them the moment he’s knuckles deep and curling them right into the spot that always has you seeing stars as he suckles on your clit.

“‘luc.. ah! i.. i’m gonna.. c- cum ~ ing!”

he groans and curses into your pussy at the first taste of your release, pumping his fingers at the perfect pace for you to ride out your high as long as you can. your fingers tug on his locks hard and it takes the last bit of his own sanity, his rock hard dick pulsing as he releases right into his pants, untouched and god there was so much as he kept leaking more the longer you came undone around him but archons he feels like he could go over and over again if it meant you’d squeeze his length as hard as you are his digits, if he’d get to keep the sweet taste of you melting on his taste buds.

and tonight, as he sheds his clothes, relieving scarred pale skin and tone muscles that you could never seem to get enough of, he comes to stand with your legs on either side of his thin waist and finally kisses you, the lingering taste of your release coating your lips, you think he may do just that.

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[torntoblivion-deactivated202405]

rough sex with alhaitham

cw: nsfw (mdni), gn!reader, doggy style, unprotected sex (wrap it y'all), hair pulling, breeding

"haitham!"

your muffled scream reaches alhaitham's ears, his cock twitching inside of you. he has you pinned face first to the bed; one hand tangled in your hair, pushing your head to the pillows and the other holding your wrists. if he wasn't holding you up, your body would have given up on you a while ago.

alhaitham is not usually this rough with you but you knew the second he got home that he was pissed off at something. you barely managed to greet him before he dragged you to his room.

at first, you were worried that kaveh would get home and hear your cries for haitham to fuck you harder but you're too far gone to think about it right now. you lost count of how many times you've came at this point but you want more.

you're sure alhaitham got the point by you chanting his name like a prayer and your walls tightening around his thick cock, making him groan. suddenly alhaitham pulls you up by your hair and angling your face down.

"watch how i fuck you."

was all he said before speeding up, the sinful sight of your hole taking alhaitham's cock pushes you to the edge even closer. you feel your cheeks flush at the wetness smeared on your thighs, you want to look away but also watch at the same time.

you can tell alhaitham is close by his groans getting louder and his pace turning sloppy, you thrash underneath him as more sobs escaping your lips. you want him to fill you up already, feel him cum inside you.

you're so focused on alhaitham's pistoning cock that your orgasm feels so sudden when the knot in your stomach finally snaps as you release all over the sheets.

following you; alhaitham snaps his hips one last time, going as deep inside you as he could as his cock swells and constricts, shooting his load in your quivering hole. you hum happily, alhaitham finally filled you up. curse him and his ungodly stamina.

now he'll be using that stamina to take you to the bathroom to bathe together like he always does after sex. <3

[tenderfxck]

under alhaithams desk during a meeting :> idk i think it would be funny making him stay quite while he cums

ooooohohohoho anon you’ve done it now

al haitham//hidden away/gn!reader//18+

contents: gn!reader, semi-public, voyerism, blowjob, teasing, being a lil shit <3

words: man, fuck if i know

notes: i’m sorry i just loooove bullying al haitham, here’s to all of you i’ve awakened a bullying kink in, more like this on the way

archons, could you ever agree with this man?

it felt like hours had passed since you began arguing over these documents. you stood firm that they needed serious revision. al haitham saw them fine as they were.

so the both of you sat there in his office, him at his desk and you peering right over his shoulder, urging him to reconsider. but, stubborn as always, al haitham refused to let up.

typical.

the bickering didn’t stop until you pointed so vigorously at a certain passage your favorite cor lapis ring fell off your index finger and tumbled to the ground, rolling out of sight beneath the scribe’s desk.

“move.” you command, rising from your place beside him.

“hmm? why?” he looks up at you, same stoic expression as always.

you sigh, a noise closer to irritation than exasperation. “my ring, it fell off. i think it rolled under your desk.”

“and?”

“and i’d like it back.” you snap.

“well,” he pushes his chair out form his desk, allowing room to grab the lost item. “i’m not stopping you.”

you glare at him, eyes like daggers as he regards you as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. unhelpful and unyielding as ever.

you scoff at him before dropping to your knees, bending low to search under the ornate looking desk.

was he doing this to assert dominance? to irk you? just to see the swell of your ass as you bend to search?

for how high regard the akademiya holds him, you wonder if he really is just a no-good pervert.

your theories screech to a halt in your head as you hear the sound of al haitham’s study door opening once more.

“excuse me, mr. al haitham?” a timid voice calls.

you freeze under his desk, not daring to breathe as you look up at al haitham. he actually looks surprised at the sudden intrusion, apparently as blind-sided as you were. all until he takes a moment to clear his throat, pulling his chair back into his desk and effectively trapping you under there.

“yes. apologies, i almost forgot about our meeting.”

meeting?

“that’s alright! we were running a bit late ourselves.” from below, you can see two sets of feet sheepishly make their way into al haitham’s office. “let’s get the presentation under way, then.”

oh. you both argued so long that you bled into the allotted time of some poor students’ scheduled meeting with the akademiya’s scribe.

and now he’s too embarrassed to reveal you hiding below his desk.

well, now that you think about it, this could be the perfect opportunity to exact some sweet, sweet revenge.

. . .

his head is racing. it’s been 5 minutes since this in-promptu presentation started and he feels as if he’s losing his mind.

you’re not even moving. archons, you’re not even moving. but he can feel your pretty head resting oh-so-heavy on one thigh and your hand on the other.

shit. he lost himself in the game of teasing you for fun and completely forgot about the rest of his scheduled meetings for today. and just when he finally had the upper hand on you, these bumbling students make themselves known.

after a few deep breaths and a quiet moment, he’s almost convinced himself that you are just hiding down there as to not embarrass the both of you.

yes, you’ll wait until those two finish the small presentation they’ve prepared and then make your way out, never to speak of this predicament again.

until he feels that hand slide up, up, up his thigh.

oh, archons. you’re, you’re-

reaching for his waistband. . .

. . .

he’s lost track of whatever the two of them were prattling on about long ago. his eyebrows are knit tightly, eyes closed, biting down on his bottom lip as to not let any noise escape.

“grand scribe? are you feeling alright? you’re looking awfully red.”

he looks up, shooting the pair a glare that makes them shrink back.

“it’s no matter.” he continues to grasp the armrest of his chair, knuckles white with tension as you show no signs of letting up.

the younger student pipes up in surprising stroke of courage, “i-if you feel you’re running a fever we can come back another day.”

“i said it’s-nggh!”

he feels his cock sink impossibly deeper into your mouth, head only meeting resistance against the back of your throat.

al haitham can’t help but buck up into your mouth, sucking in a harsh breath at the warm heat his aching cock is met with. he had no idea your mouth could be so wet, so warm, so lewd.

“j-just, get this over with.” al haitham barks, breath hitched, squirming in his grand chair hoping the two haven’t caught on just yet.

you can’t help but hum in satisfaction, knowing how flustered that scribe must be now. your thumb glides along his balls, massaging the sensitive skin as your head continues to bob up and down his length, feeling him tense as he draws closer and closer to release.

he really tries to pay attention, he does. but your mouth wrapped so sweetly around his throbbing cock, licking and sucking and teasing him without mercy all from the confines of below his desk is too much to bear, even from a man with a stoic temperament like himself.

it’s too much. your skillful hands, your sinful mouth, the way you work him so earnestly. he can fell himself on the edge, teetering so close to it, all while he has an audience to witness such debauchery.

he can’t, he won’t, he’s—he’s going to. . .

“so, mr. scribe. what do you think?”

al haitham doesn’t register the words. all he can do is reach under his desk and grab your hair, pulling you farther onto his cock as he unravels, shooting his load deep in you throat as he bites his tongue, desperately trying to keep quiet as he cums so hard into your mouth.

he takes a second to breathe, hazy eyes finally focusing on the nervous students once again.

it takes a good second or two before he can realize that they’re waiting for some sort of response.

“yes.” he mumbled, removing a hand from your tangled hair to wave the pair off. “very good. approved.”

the student don’t even bother to question how disheveled the scribe seems, too elated with the news.

“t-thank you mr. scribe! we won’t let you down!” the older stutters, quickly collecting his materials before escaping the room with his junior.

all al haitham can do is sit and gasp, rolling back his chair to witness you remove yourself from his spent cock, cum dripping from your tongue and down to he intricately tiled floor below.

you hold up you hand, covered in his release and sporting a beautiful ring once again on your finger.

“found it.”

[anantaru]

rough zhongli… from behind….. 🙁🙁🙁

cw. rough, fem! reader, a little feral

zhongli was delirious to how you’re feeling, labored breathing parting from his lips— his cock was glazed with your arousal which he would immediately ram back into you, flooding it over your walls because how could he not?

he‘s so effected by how you‘re clenching down, desperately whining for him to make you cum before fluttering your hole around his girth again. It’s overwhelming— your needy cries are followed by a long drawn-out sob, yet little do you realize it‘s only heightening the burning desire in his blood.

forthwith, he’d let you know how crazy your puffed up pussy was turning him, how it was still, not enough. not even a little bit.

your ass was prettily perked up as he was sliding his cool palms under your ribcage, swatting you into him. but now, under his blown out pupils, he watches your raw squirms, the way you’re messily smearing your pussy into his erection and turning needier— your longing was clearly insatiable and so was his.

yet don’t be fooled because thankfully, zhongli wasn‘t done with you yet, he only just started.

he‘s pressing down on you with his crushing bodyweight, thrusting and drumming his cock past your sticky cunt and leaving it in— so you could get a real good taste of how he’s throbbing, even though he knew you were awaiting more friction, waiting until it was you who was creaming on him with the excess amount littering down all over your hole and crevices.

but the ache, that painful burn in his cock was climbing all over his body and soul. zhongli was beginning to have a hard time holding himself back for you.

"stay— stay like this beloved." his tone was fading low and he feels you crumble under him, breathless and in a trance— because no one in this world was on par with his level of intensity.

zhongli patches you up real good, over and over until you‘re moulding and quivering under his body, eyes beaming and crisscrossed as you whine out his name all shy and sweet, grasping for air, "zhongli— zhongli!" and he wonders if you had already lost your mind— then he grits his teeth and whines when you send another shockwave through his cock by how turned on and wet you were. how open and …vulnerable.

he might be the next one to spiral from your needy traces when you milk his cock through soft squeezes, letting go and clenching down again, over and over because his shaft was so warm and fitting too, filling you up and throbbing within your pulsing walls.

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[alj0saray]

Genshin men in heat

ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: SMUT, 18+ (MINORS/AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DON’T INTERACT), Heat, Bad English, I don't really say if they are hybrids or anything else except Zhongli, He stays as a dragon!!, Overstimulation, Dom Characters, I call Childe a whore once lol (he is, fight with the wall), Public Sex, Breeding Kink, Save Thoma from Ayato, Gender Neutral Reader (no use of pronouns or body parts), A little bit of Choking on Ayato's, Many dumb jokes, Bites&Hickeys, Blood (once, on Zhongli part but it isn't a lot), Some are longer some shorter ops, Stomach Bulge, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ My blog contains dark content, be careful when interacting/following! Minors, ageless, blank blogs, and silent readers will get blocked if interact with me. ➳ Characters: Diluc Ragnvindr, Childe, Zhongli, Ayato Kamisato, Al Haitham, Kaveh

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Thanks (or at fault) to @enden-k I had in my mind this whole thing due to us merely talking and being horny as per usual. I didn't plan to write for Al Haitham for a while, but... Yk, youn has this power of making me simp for characters like it's nothing (see also with zhongli lol). Also, this is so long when I wanted to be fast and easy to write............

Oh poor, poor Diluc. He tries so hard almost as his dick, to just not jump on you as soon as he sees you. His cheeks are red like his hair, gaze is everywhere except on you, hands shaking and he's breathing so loud. You have to basically beg him to just let go instead of trying to keep it down until he breaks and then he never lets you go; you are his sweet cute mate who he so desperately needs to breed, and his cock is always inside your hole and never leaving your side either, like you want to go to the bathroom? He's coming too. You will have to wait until he's asleep and, even then, get too far and somehow he's waking up and searching for you. And obviously, he's manhandling you back to the bad and showing who you belong you by making you so overstimulated you don't remember your own name.

Usually during sex Diluc is so sweet, so caring, and gentle with you but during heat he's following his instinct. He's fast, deep, moaning into your ear and so, so dirty; Diluc would constantly talk about how much you feel great, how he can't wait to fill you until you are full his cum is coming out, just how desperate he is for you. It's so nasty and unusual for him.

At first, you couldn't even tell the difference with Childe, considering how he's horny 24/7 same. But it's how his voice is unusually higher, his breathing is louder and his whole body hotter that makes you realize. Ajax gets so whiny too, you almost feel bad for him if it weren't for him grinding his hips against your ass and moaning right into your ear like a whore to get you desperate as he is. That's it until he gets tired of it and just tears off your clothes and has his way with you, leaving you so sore, tired, and full that you can't even move anymore. Ajax likes to go out and has an almost perfect control of his heat, but that's if you aren't around, and if you are... He's into you in seconds, almost getting into you naked right in front of everyone. You make his heat insane and he wants to stay with you and in you all the time, and Ajax just wants to see you being so fuck out you can't even think straight.

But Ajax in heat is funny, most of the time he's at least able to contain himself unless you are around or touch him. It's actually pretty funny seeing him trying to do normal stuff with red cheeks and a boner, you are surprised he can focus on something else. It never lasts long though.

Zhongli is a dragon, and dragon heats are intense. Like Diluc, you won't leave his side until his heat is over but won't try to hide it from you; he simply takes you over his shoulder and goes to the bedroom. And, until his heat is over, he's not letting go out of it for more than 5 minutes if he lets you go. His instinct is not only telling him to breed you but to also mark you up so that everyone would know that you are his and only his, after all, dragons are quite possessive with their treasure. For days you will have bites, hickeys, and even bruises from his hands all over your body, something that Zhongli is so proud of and would honestly get slightly annoyed if you cover it up. And during heat Zhongli won't be sweet and gentle as usual; he's so rough, slapping your ass until he sees a red print of his hand, bites you to the point where there is a bit of blood coming out, hickeys are so purple and big that there is no way to cover it up, so full of cum that your stomach is slightly bulging from it. Truly the most possessive of the bunch.

You don't get a moment to relax, to pause, with how Zhongli is manhandling you with different poses, saying how you can take it, as you did before. Just relax. Unless you say your safeword he won't stop and continue to stretch you until he deems it right, but his favorite position of his is obviously the mating press. He just loves watching your expression of pure pleasure and how you babble about the position, that your legs hurt, and how you can feel his dick too deep inside. Zhongli just smirks and kisses your temple so gently.

During heat Ayato just becomes much worse in terms of teasing. You are going to beg for him to fuck you, not the way around; although it's particularly hard *insert dick joke for the 95th time* considering how desperate he is to just breed you. But he won't succumb to his need yet, not only you are too. Ayato would moan in your ear without shame, grind himself against you with his hard and already leaking dick, and get his clothes off of him because "it's so hot and he needs to breathe", stuff that makes your head spin and jumps on his lap. That's when he finally lets his lust fully control him and he devours you for hours, making sure you cream all over his cock over and over again until your head is empty and stare blank. Obviously, his teasing and sadism only get worse; Ayato will pinch your nipples until it hurts, call you names with a smirk on his face, slap your ass until it's red and sore, he might even choke you if you keep talking just to see your sweet and adorable face distorted in both pleasure and anxious.

While obviously you two have his room for the entire heat period, that doesn't mean Ayato will let it get dirty or anything. No. Of course, he calls Thoma to come in when you two are sleepy or taking a bath so that the room is at least livable. And of course, Thoma being there doesn't stop him from making you cum or having sex with you. He says it's not his fault since he's in heat! He just can't help himself!!

Oohhh Al Haitham during heat it's funny (at first); he's trying so hard to not fully succumb and you are not helping. He hates with passion how all he can think about is how he wants to bend you over and fill you with his cum, no matter how hard (eheh) he is trying to work. Haitham just can't concentrate on anything at all especially if you are around, it's just his entire body and mind screaming that he has to breed you and he tries so hard to avoid you until you come to him, teary eyes and worry that he hates you or no longer likes you. And that's his breaking point, he can't take it anymore and just takes you whatever you are, even in the Akademiya. Once he starts he never stops until he's tired and almost collapses on top of your tired, full of bites and hickeys body. And even then his hips move slightly against yours, fucking his own cum deeper inside of you, while he mutters something about how much he hates being in heat but also how he can't stop, how it feels so good, and how much he loves fucking you until you are dumb.

The more it goes on, the more Haitham's rationality gets fully corrupted by lust and everything else stops existing for him unless it's you. You and your sweet, sweet body that he's so lucky you letting him use. And of course, as payment, he makes sure you cum time and time again with tears in your eyes until you are trying to get away from him. It's okay, he will simply force you to feel him even deeper or make you suck his dick for a while.

As always Kaveh is the complete opposite of Al Haitham; he doesn't care about being in heat, but he also doesn't even try to hide it. He'll come to you right away, almost begging you to help him out and hugging you closer to his hotter body, already moaning into your ear, and tears already forming in his eyes. When you say yes Kaveh hums and gently kisses your cheek as a thank you, before getting on his knees and giving you oral until you are trembling and pulling his hair away from you. I like the idea of Kaveh being a pleasure dom and still putting your pleasure first even during the heat, you don't have to do anything because he feels so good just being inside of you. He's humping you like a rabbit until he cums and he relaxes for a while, kissing your face and holding you closer. Kaveh tries his best to not get you too tired or overstimulated, he feels bad since you agreed to help him out, but at the same time, you look so pretty with tears in your eyes, embarrassment clear in your face, and mouth open to just moan and scream his name he can't help himself but keep moving. He'll apologize with a smile and a laugh, saying how it's your fault since you look way too pretty.

God if he's whiny. Worse than Ajax even, everything you do makes him whine and moan even if it is simple; you caress his hair? Whines and shivers even, getting closer to you while he looks with those pretty eyes and red cheeks. Kaveh will hide his face into your neck while he cums, whining so prettily and loudly everyone can probably hear it (and if Haitham is around, he does it on purpose <3)

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[burnedwriter]

thinking abt alhaitham/kaveh/itto with a s/o who practically acts real bossy with them but becomes absolutely dumb when they get fucked. if its okay w u, could u pls write abt them (or any one of them) railing the brains out of their s/o after a day of bossing them around? no rush, and feel free to write as you please! thank you!

A/n:thank you anon for the req!,i apologise for the wait,i didnt forgot your req,my inbox is in flames right now soooo,i hope you enjoy,i wrote about all 3 of them because i just couldnt choose one

warnings:smut,!gender-neutral language used,doggystyle(itto),against the table(kaveh),degrading(alhaitham),rough sex,teasing,gagging.

🌱al haitham

''are you done bossing me around all day you little slut,dont forget who is the real boss here''al haitham groaned in your ear,his chest pressed against your back as he pounded into you.

''what are you too cock drunk to answer''he teased you seeing no reply from you but only moans,his fingers deep inside your mouth gagging you as you drooled all over them,unable to form a single sentence but only reply with moans.

Al haitham thrusting into you at a fractic pace,his frustration showing with each one of his thrust,one more brutal than the other.He wasnt the hotheaded type nor the type to loose his cool at anything,and now you learned the hard way that you fucked up really bad on why you shouldnt make him mad

His strong thrusts knocking the the air out of your lunges,as you held into the bed sheets for dear life,al haitham was not going to stop anytime soon and its was going to a long night for you.

🏛kaveh

''oh kaveh please~''you cried out,your legs pushed onto either side of your head as kabveh fucked into your hole,he couldnt hold back anymore,he tried to be patient with you but afte today you took it too far with your bullshit,couldnt you wait for one hour until he was done with his assignment or do you wanted him to fail?you were suprised he was so patient for so long.

''where is your bossy attitude now hmm''kaveh said with a mocking tone,seeing how your eyes rolled at the back of your head everytime he trusted into you,your mind felt hazy.

''i-im sorry kaveh''you tried to beg for forgiveness from him but you were too fucked out of your mind to form a sentence,your mouth gapping open the only thing coming out being your moans.

''by the time im done with you the only thing you will be screaming is my name''he huffed still frustratedas his pace never slowed down and became more brutal.

👹itto

itto is not the type to loose his but....he was so done with you,he already had kuki to boss him around all the time but you...you were a different type of bossy,you wouldnt stop talking until what you wanted got done.

''fuck itto slow down~''you whine,itto showing no mercy as he pounded deep into you at a brutal pace,while he pulled your hair as he fucked you from behind.

''You think you can boss me around''he growled his merciless pace never stopping one bit,you mind felt blank unable to think a smart comeback anymore you were basicly moaning mess at this point.You have never seen the oni be so frustrated with your attitude before which was really out of character for him to do so.

itto hit your sweet spot over and over again with his cock earning more moans from you in the process,brace yourself because it was going to be a long night for you as the oni wasnt going to stop anytime soon until he gets his messages across.

[hitomisuzuya]

HEYYYY

okay so scara right? but but he has an electro vision instead of his now anemo,

and he uses it when he’s so jealous and he’s choking you pounding into you he’s just so furious he uses electro to send shockwaves cut of your breathing stimulate and check you like AHHHH !!

more confident then last time - 🕯

a/n: Don't worry, dear, I got you. I was feeling groggy when I woke up from my nap, so it was a little hard to get my smut switch flipped on lol this did it. Thank you! Enjoy. Also I hope Scara gets a Fatui skin. I'll put a little money into the game to get it if I have to lol I think I got a little carried away lol

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Scara with Electro Vision. Vision play. Choking.

Scaramouche was furious. Someone had dared to flirt with you right in front of him. And what's worse is even though you didn't flirt back, you'd smiled and just quietly accepted it.

Scaramouche's hand tightened around your throat, his indigo eyes pulled down into a vicious glare. "How fucking dare.." he paused, panting softly for a moment before he continued pounding into you, "..you, smiling at him like that."

You were in a state of fucked out bliss, your eyes lulling closed, feeling like you were going to pass out, a little bit of drool pooling out one corner of your mouth.

Scaramouche scoffed, letting go of your throat. "Hey, you good?" When you didn't answer right away, he sent a bolt of Electro against your clit. He couldn't have you passing out on him, he was only just getting started.

Your e/c snapped open, gasping loudly with pleasure as you pulled precious air into your burning lungs."Yes! Please, don't stop," you babbled, bumping your hips up, urging him to continue his intense pace.

Gripping your chin, he leaned down to bite your lips. "Don't think you can give me orders just because you said please," he spat angrily. If his glare could get any more intense it would've.

His forehead felt sweaty when he rested it against yours for a moment in a moment of vulnerability. He'd honestly been a little (a lot) afraid this person would steal you away from him. Seeming to sense this, you stroked his hair soothingly.

When Scaramouche felt your legs wrap around his waist, he resumed his pace. You yelped, the pain making you wetter somehow as he bit your neck. Scaramouche gave the fold of skin he'd pulled into his mouth a firm grind with his teeth before he started sucking.

"This needs to be here," he mumbled, sucking a bruise onto your skin, "everyone needs to see that you belong to me and no one else." When he felt your walls begin to clamp down around his cock, indicating your approaching orgasm, he pressed his thumb against your wind pipe, the soft buzz of Electro made it harder to breathe for a moment, making you jolt with pleasure and overstimulation.

Scaramouche knew you loved it when he choked you while he was fucking you. He enjoyed it too because it showed him how much you trust him. Trusting him to let go at just right moment.

"Cum for me," he ordered, his cock kissing your sweet spot, "I'm the only one who can make you feel like this. Cum for me and only me."

The second you felt his cum spurt in ribbons inside of you, your orgasm hit you, his name tearing from your throat in a scream once he removed his thumb from your windpipe. Your scream validated him. He knew you would never leave him. He just needed a little reassurance from time to time.

Reassurance you were more than happy to provide him.

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After A Long Night… 

He returns home to you. 

Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, Xiao x Reader

A/N: I originally wrote this for my beloved Kaeya and then i did the same for Xiao and then Diluc and surprise, Ayato. Anyway,,,, i need fluff and all things sweet. forgive me! this might be my fav fluff… i think im getting better at it! 

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do u mind if i req kaeya, kaveh & thoma with a reader who tries her best to hide her noises in the bedroom and covers her face bc she thinks that they won't like it and gets very embarrassed, tysm ♡

Hii Nonnie! Of course <3 I will write Thoma and Kaveh cause feelin’ my babies UwU

Thoma: “ssh~ it’s okay. You don’t have to keep it down. My lord and my lady aren’t here anyway,” Thoma wanted to comfort you as best as he could. Your face looking so fucked & blissful as his cock churned up your insides, his hand soothingly caressing your pelvis and kissing your exposed, hardened tits. It was maddening, collapsing you. Thoma couldn’t feel more blessed, couldn’t feel more happy than to be hugged by your velvety walls. “That’s it sweetheart,” He cooed, chasing yours and his release.

Kaveh: “AHHNG—” your beautiful, honey sweet moans echoed across Kaveh’s bedroom. Immediately, your hand cupped your face. Embarassment racing through you, you didn’t want to do this. What if Alhaitham was home… Kaveh on the other hand was losing his god damn mind! Lips parted in a soft ‘oh’. His thick cock found new life to his thrusts, he wanted to see how much noises he can take out of his precious baby. How much can he truly push you without hurting you. “That’s it baby, don’t hide your moans. You won’t be able to anyway, that is a promise,”

[angellthedeactivated-deactivate]

No thoughts, just genshin men with a near insatiable reader. I'm talking riding them until readers legs are too weak to pick themself back up and then getting frustrated because they want more. More. More. Always trying to get the men to go faster, harder, just don't stop.

Reader being completely drunk on the genshin men and their dicks

This was deranged I'll see myself out

No, no stay Anon, otherwise how will you see what I have instore for you ;)

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Thoma, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, begging, dick riding, creampie, marathon sex, Reader is cockdrunk and cumdrunk

A/N: Ok! Hopefully Dottore smut will be ready tomorrow, although now I also have a Jason Todd one, but I really wanna write more Genshin fics. Also I'm almost done with requests so I'll be opening them up again soon.

Kaeya holds you close as you collapse against his chest, groaning a little from how sensitive your pussy is now. Maybe you overdid it just a little. He doesn't mind, he thought you looked amazing, firey, he would keep going for longer if you were able to. Perhaps a different hole this time?

Diluc is still twitching inside of you when you arch your back against his chest and ride his cock for the final few pumps. Keeps his arms firmly locked around you, painting your back with an equal amount of kisses and bites and soothing licks.

Itto loves the sight of you constantly asking for more of his cock. As soon as one orgasm ends he's already flipping you in a different position to fuck another out of you. It doesn't matter how much cum you've squeezed from his cock and balls you can always take more.

Childe would welcome it as a challenge. See who's gonna quit first, you or him? Of course when he sees you slumped down over his chest and trembling as his cum spills from your used pussyhole he knows who the winner is. He doesn't gloat, just wraps his arms around you and tells you that you did a good job keeping up.

Dottore knows you can go on for longer. As soon as you say you can't he flips you over to look at the mirror and see what your face looks like with your brains fucked out, how pretty and pink your pussy is with his cock still pulsing inside of it. Are you sure you don't want more?

Pantalone would pull out with you still trembling with orgasmic bliss and kneel over your thighs to rub one out over your body. It's not enough for him, fuck he is still so hard. If you really want to he can give you a bit of a break but based on how much you were riding his cock he doesn't think you'll be for another round, at least tonight.

Thoma was impressed by how much you were able to go for, he definitely underestimated you when you got cockhungry. A mistake he won't make again he can assure you. Now about that fine mess he's made between your legs, a joined effort really, how about you spread open all pretty for him and he lick all of that right off.

Zhongli growls when you tell him you can't take anymore. Really now? You can't? When you've been taking cumshot after cumshot for hours now, riding his cock like it's the last time you'll get to do so? You'll have to use that mouth then because he still has cum to give you. Weather you use it to beg or suck him off is all the same to him.

[angellthedeactivated-deactivate]

I'd like for you to consider genshin men fucking you until you pass out I feel like Dottore, Kaeya, Diluc, and Zhongli really embody this but if you have ideas for others I'd love to see those as well

I think a lot of you have the same tastes in these things because I've seen an ask much like this several times.

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Dottore, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, overstimulation, rough sex, degradation, somnophilia, aftercare, fucking Reader back into consciousness, dub-con

A/N: Dottore really unlocks the words in me. Don't stop him, I like it.

Kaeya is pretty damn smug about it. He knew he was good but that good? Oh he will gloat about it when you wake up for sure. Until then he takes his time admiring how pretty you look, how calm you are even when you still have his cock balls deep in your cunt.

You wake up to see his overly smug face staring down at you, his head in his palm, other hand over your stomach and his dick still very hard. Can you go for another round? That was really hot and he'd like to see if he can do it again. Now that he's had his ego bolstered he's not letting this go until he can make you pass out again. Or you make him pass out, now there's a challenge. Or ideally you both pass out in each others arms and his cock stays inside of you all night long.

Diluc is a little worried at first. He thought he pushed you too far, too fast, that maybe he should have stopped earlier. He holds almost perfectly still, only moving to pamper kisses across your cheek, cooing softly for you to have a nice sleep.

He makes sure you're comfortable and warm before he leaves the bed, stretching and looking back at you one last time before hopping into the bathroom. When he's got a hot bath going he wakes you up, once again apologizing for pushing you too far but he'll make it up to you with a bubble bath. At least he thought so. Once you're in the bathtub you straddle him and slide right back down on his dick, you make have passed out but he has yet to finish, you don't want to leave him rock hard like that.

Dottore pauses only for a moment, not sure why you suddenly stopped letting out those pretty moans. When he sees you passed out a wicked grin spreads across his face. If you thought he's stopping just because you can't keep up you're dead wrong.

He grabs your ass and holds you up, fucking his cock into your wet pussy even faster then before. Even in that state your pussy can't help but clench around his cock, it's amazing, you're a whore even when you're unconscious, you're still begging for it. Right now you're no different then a fuckdoll, there only for his pleasure and nothing else. He groans loudly, back arching along with yours as he empties all that he has into your needy hole, the force of it bringing you back into consciousness, still riding his cock despite how sensitive you are.

Zhongli stops the moment you go limp. He gets really scared that he hurt you some how. It's only your content breathing that reassures him that you're alright. Good, he can relax then, even though he'd much rather be looking into your eyes right now.

What do you expect when he's still coming, his hips jolting with him not being able to hold back. A darker part of him might enjoy taking you like this, but he would much rather you witness every thrust, every stroke, feel everything. He pulls out slowly, not wanting you to wake up if you're tired. But its precisely him pulling out what wakes you up. Lazily and sluggishly you're barely able to wrap your legs around him and pull him back, letting out a sigh of relief when his cock is inside you once more.

[angellthedeactivated-deactivate]

Hello! First of all, how are you? I hope you're feeling great! I was thinking about request with genshin men, mostly all the ones who I consider brat tamers: Childe, Ayato, Pantalone, Dottore and Kaeya. What would be their reaction to the popular "make me" words. I'm leaving the situation that reader is put in, in your hands! Thank you <333

First of all Anon... I'm great! How are you? I hope you're doing well too.

Pairing: Kaeya, Childe, Ayato, Pantalone, Dottore x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, punishments, dom/sub dynamics, praise, masturbation, slapping, biting, verbal discipline, banter, Reader being held down, brat!Reader

A/N: I don't think I could see myself as either a brat or a brat tamer tbh. I think banter is fun though, that's always good.

Kaeya uses you being a brat as a way to flex his commanding tone, as well as his charming good looks. He knows how much you want him, so one of his forms of punishment when you're being a real brat is to make you get naked and watch him masturbate, without getting to move a single finger. He'll dirty talk, he'll tell you every detail of his fantasies, he'll fuck every fucktoy he has, all while denying you your pleasure until you say you're sorry and are ready for the real punishment. Or reward depending on how you look at it.

Childe finds it so much fun when you're being a brat for him. It makes him feel like he really has to work for it, he as to earn that good pussy of yours. He will never snap at you when you're a brat, instead always treating it like playful banter and making him fuck you even harder as a form of discipline. His taming is in the form that he will make you come so many times that you're gonna be too blissed out to be a brat anymore.

Ayato will hold you down while he talks down to you, listing all the way's you've been bad, every sorry comeback you threw his way, every time you tried to deny him the warmth of your pussy while also teasing him with it. Now it's your turn. He'll get you overstimulated, break you with pleasure and praise until you're bawling and whimpering for the sweet relief of his cock.

Pantalone has no patience for you being a brat. Which is why you like doing it, you like seeing such a calm and collected man lose his composure and snap at you, manhandle you against the nearest flat surface and give you what you've not so secretly been asking for. He doesn't want to admit how hard he gets when you banter with him like this, when you bite at his fingers when he pushes them in your mouth to make you fucking shut up already until he empties his balls inside of your needy cunt.

Dottore is the one who encourages you to be as bratty as possible, it makes things so much for for him. He laughs when you disobey, laughs when you try to insult him while you're rolling closer to him, no pulling him closer, at least for as long as he allows you to before he feels like you strayed a little out of line and gives you a little slap, not too hard, you haven't earned that yet, but a taste of whet he could give you if you misbehave.

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The Versatility of a Workspace :: Alhaitham 

Warning -> 18+ NS-FW! (consensual sex (on a desk - penetration, pulling out), unspecified foreplay (reader receiving), shy/embarrassed reader, brief mention of previous sexual activity (reader), voyeurism (alhaitham watches reader)(friends -> lovers (not established relationship) | it’s been a while, let me know if i missed anything!

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