content/warnings: nsfw, uhh... yeah that's about it i think, pleasure dom Zhongli sort of, it’s not explicit
Zhongli is... old as time, it seems
he has been alone for millennia, only to come down and join the mortals once a year in his rite of descention.
this means that he must be... inexperienced, even if momentarily, in the art of physical contact.
so now, in his time as a mortal, there are a few things he must relearn.
"When a man is touched again for the first time in years, he may find it hard to contain himself..." Zhongli groaned as you pressed further into his chest. You were in quite the compromising position, now; his hands around your waist and your lips fixed against his neck. His grip was firm, and his amber eyes gazed wantingly over your tantalizing figure.
You found your fingers entangled with his locks, soon to find their way to clawing down his back. It came to no shock that, even in his current state, he carried his body in a way that would make many drool- yet, somehow, it was all yours to explore now. From top to bottom and left to right, the body of this semi-former archon was your play place.
It was not only you that benefited from this experience, though. Zhongli also found himself relearning and improving on techniques he'd previously known. He stood to prove the saying 'you can't teach an old dog new tricks' to be very inaccurate. As it turned out, letting a man who has not been intimately loved in so long experience himself with you was a pleasantly surprising choice.
He took care of himself, so his hands were skilled and tidy. For once, he'd let his hair down, and even when sticking to the sweat that soon showed across his skin, it remained silky and smooth. The way he touched you was not only skillful but tender and loving. He wished to show just how much he appreciated you and to learn what touches made you squirm as they did him.
And as for the finishing act? Zhongli is a gentleman, and he would ensure you were satisfied before he dared doing such a thing. Watching you find your climax may affect him, though. The very sight of it may be too much to bear, and it's possible he may come into such an ordeal himself.
I could go on and on about how sensitive he is, but perhaps that is for another post. I'll be opening requests soon, so we'll see how that goes.
warnings: this! is! not! safe! for! work! spicier than a jueyun chili. please read with caution.
I get this... strange feeling that childe would absolutely love seeing your drooling, fucked out face.
The pleading look you'd give him as he edged you to no end... your teary eyes and your pouty lips... the mere thought of it is deathly distracting.
Childe isn't particularly picky on noises, but he seems like the type to be engrossed in visuals. He'll force you to make eye contact, even as your eyes are trying to roll back and your vision is blurry.
And your mouth? He'll use it like a toy. Once he has permission, Tartaglia will ruin your throat. Your body is his playground, and watching you choke and gag on him will give him just what he needs.
He absolutely flourishes in the thought of seeing you. Your body- every curve and marking on it brings him joy. He counts the scars and takes note of every spot that causes your face to contort into a new, pretty expression for him.
So, dress up, or down for him. He'll appreciate it all. Give him something to look at, and he'll give you something to taste <3
content/warnings: a bit spicy, nothing you cant handle... unless you're chongyun in which case click away because you've been warned <3
I love Albedo. He's so... special, you know?
He flaunts his imperfections, no? Well, I think they're also his weaknesses.
Imagine how he'd flinch if you happened to brush across his collarbone. Or how he'd blush and perhaps even stumble on his words if your fingers brushed around his neck, just shy of holding on.
He is not familiar with physical contact, so it may come as a surprise to him when your touches elicit a... hormonal response.
And when you use your mouth instead of your fingers? To kiss him and lick him around his one special spot... he may just lose it.
The incoherent mess you'd make of Albedo if you sat atop him and move your hips gently while placing love marks around his neck. He may have never considered himself to be bound by possession, but the moment you mark him as your own? He would flourish in simply the idea of it.
Albedo would look at the bites, hickeys, and scratches the next day pridefully. You cared for him enough to appreciate his imperfections and to create more perfect flaws on his skin around the mark that started it all.
There is no asking this time, I will be writing a fic about this <3
agreeing to join his adventure team had always been physically tiring, but this time you had to do most of the work!
once you finally got back to Angel's share for some rest, recuperation, and apple juice, your legs finally gave out.
"Are you alright?" was the first thing Aether asked you when you sat atop of him. He did not fully register it at first because he was worried he'd worked you too much today.
"I'm fine," you replied with a yawn. "But I'm beat. We should take a break." You had to fight five whopperflowers today! It was time for some much needed r&r.
"Oh, well..." Aether tried responding to your comment, but stopped when he noticed your head rest neatly in the crook of his neck. He smelled of vanilla. "Uhm..." The poor boy was unsure how he could respond now.
"Hm?" You questioned, leaning further forward into him and wrapping your arms around his torso. By the looks of it, you were already half asleep! You looked so comfortable straddling him.
"R-rest well." Aether couldn't bear the thought of moving you, even though he got the occasional odd glance from Charles. It was quite the sight- Mondstat's most famous honorary knight cuddled up with a member of his adventure team. He denied everyone's offers to move you somewhere more comfortable and opted for placing his own arms around you and falling asleep himself. Pink cheeks and all.
Albedo
youd been helping him with his experiments in his dragonspine base today.
Albedo was doing research on... biocentric science today.
his goal was to create a potion of sorts. one that would push species' awareness and allow them to survive in the sheer cold of dragonspine more effectively
he did not expect it to work in the way that it did, however.
Albedo raised a brow when you crept your way into his lap and sat down. A small hum of question was the only verbal acknowledgment he paid it mind. He was not opposed to it at all, though he did find it to be a curious situation.
"Cold," was the simple answer you gave him. It would not have normally been shocking to think that you'd be cold in dragonspine, however, this comment did concern Albedo. He'd given you a warming potion when you first arrived at his camp, and it should have yet to wear off.
"Cold?" He let go of his pencil and placed his hands on his desk, his arms to either side of you. "It should be quite warm here," he mentioned, raising one of his hands to check your temperature. You were, indeed, quite warm.
"Yes, it is cold outside, and you are cold." The last thing he expected was for you to grab his cheek. Albedo did not need to warm himself, so his skin was cold to the touch. That was what you pointed out by touching his face.
"Ah, yes, I suppose I am cold... but, why does this raise a concern?" He questioned, notably confused. Your hand had not left his cheek, and he was beginning to enjoy the feeling of it there.
"Because you're cold. I'm warming you up!" You stated as if it were obvious. Albedo was... beyond rattled by your sudden behavior. What on earth could have caused such a concern for the homuncular natured boy? The cold hardly bothered him at all.
"Oh, dear..." Albedo glanced over at the opposite side of his desk. Next to the prototype potion he'd made sat your similar-looking glass jar of water. Perhaps you had mistaken the two and taken a sip of the wrong one? This was exactly why he suggested you leave the water elsewhere, but, it was his problem for not being more clear. "You know what, I think I am feeling a bit cold." So his potion had worked, and that was the good thing. He did not want to make you feel bad for reacting to it.
Albedo let you stay sit on his lap until you dozed off, continuing to take notes on the potion's effects in the meantime. He had to admit, though the temperature outside did not bother him for a moment, there was a warm feeling within his chest that he couldn't quite explain. Perhaps it was... a side effect?
Bennett
you and Bennett were on a trip with the adventurers guild
on the way there, for some unknown reason, the wagon that carried both Bennett and yourself lost a wheel or two
you all managed to fit onto the second wagon, but there were some... difficulties
"You don't mind, do you?" You asked again to be sure. Sitting on top of Bennett was plain dangerous knowing his luck! But you didn't know anyone else on the trip well enough to accommodate yourself with them.
"Of course, not! It's probably my fault we're in this situation, anyway," Bennett laughed, albeit awkwardly. He wasn't going to complain when he knew his misfortune was probably the source of all this!
"Okay, but if you feel uncomfortable, let me know." You sat down very carefully, trying not to be too hard on him. If you did, he might end up with a broken bone.
The ride started again, going a bit too smoothly to keep you comfortable. You felt as though impending doom loomed closer with every mile traveled. Soon enough, your fears came to fruition. The wagon now faced a trail laden with potholes.
"Oh no..." You sighed, looking in front of the wagon through the small window opening. Things were about to get bumpy.
And bumpy they sure did get! You hit more potholes than you'd ever seen before. One of them was particularly large, and the cart hit it at an angle that caused every person to just forward toward the roof.
You would have been the first to bump your head if not for... Bennett!? He'd somehow managed to grab you before you could fly upward and used the momentum of your combined weight to push himself back into the seat with a thud.
"Heh... sorry about that..." He once again tallied the experience to his bad luck, doing his best to ignore the pain of impact that lingered on his bones.
The rest of the ride was equally as chaotic, but at least you weren't the one getting hurt today.
Content/Warnings: just some aether x gen!reader headcanons, not entirely safe for work, fluff but it's the not fluff kind
Can you imagine the shuddered breath that would escape Aether's lips as you ran your fingers across his waist? Or, perhaps the gasps he'd let out as you gently licked along his v-line, inches away from paradise...
I just think it would be cute watching him squirm beneath you. He's probably so tired and stressed... looking for his only family and solving everyone's problems but his own. Wouldn't you love to help with that?
A few SFW/NSFW Aether headcanons:
aether is a sucker for skin-on-skin contact. he absolutely adores being close to you.
his favorite places to be touched are within the boundaries of his midsection. aether loves how much of an open field it can be for you. it's his most vulnerable area, and he shares it with you willingly.
he enjoys gentle touches
after going through the trials of battle, aether needs to relax. he sees no better way to do so than laying down and letting you take control. he does not wish to be rough, though. aether enjoys slow, passionate moments with you where he can destress in a healthy way.
your lips drive him insane. he thinks about them more than he'd like to admit. though someone like him does enjoy hands, lips make him just as happy.
kissing you is fun, but watching you kiss him? it's so much better. aether melts when you use your mouth to show him how much you care. whether it be gentle pecks over his neck and collar bone, or the sensation of you wrapping them around him, he will fall in love all over again.
cuddles. the pleasant scent of your body atop of him will send him into a state of euphoria.
please touch him. any way is fine. he loves being held just as much as he loves holding you. making sure you're safe- he just cant lose you. he can't lose someone so close to him again. so, holding you in his arms, close to his steady-beating heart? it reminds him that he hasn't lost you. you're still here, and he'll do anything to keep it that way.
