warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact
disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, rough sex, drunken sex, alcohol, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, blowjobs, deepthroating (xiao), cunnilingus (ayato), implied size kink (itto), itto carries reader degradation (scara), oral fixation (scara), unbalanced power dyanamics, car sex (xiao), mirror sex (scara), creampie (itto), unedited
𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫!𝐈𝐭𝐭𝐨
Itto had gotten hired after wiping out at the Golden Celeste multiple times. He had lost every game that he played, placing him into a quick bankruptcy. One night, itto managed to stop a fight catching Zhongli’s attention. He was hired and debts relieved if he continued to work for him, and itto eagerly agreed.
Itto had known of your presence for a while, so it was no surprise when Zhongli ordered him to make sure you were safely protected while indulging the Vegas’ iconic nightlife. The security officer is such a goofball making sure you never felt uncomfortable with his presence when he walked with you on the Strip. The goober heart fluttered every time you managed to laugh at one of his cheesy jokes.
So it wasn’t a surprise when you two were finally in a secluded alleyway, he quickly shimmied your underwear off held you up with his monstrous strength only to pull you down on his cock. The way it stretched you out and made you feel entirely full—you had to cover your mouth if you didn’t want to get caught.
He would hold you so close, growling and moaning lowly in your ear promptly pinning you against the wall to rut into you ever faster. Huge globs of cum would slowly begin to leak out but would be ignored by the both of you. Itto has stamina like no other man, continuously rutting into you like an animal in heat and praising you as his dick could barely fit in your quivering hole.
When he’s done with you, you won’t be able to even walk anymore. The grinning giant would only pick you up walking you back to your room. He’ll try to give you something tomorrow as an apology.
𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐨-𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫!𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨
Xiao had long worked with Zhongli, so he immediately agreed to leave China with Zhongli when the casino was being built. Xiao is quite a quiet guy though, knowing exactly the looks Zhongli, Diluc even Itto give you. He was not surprised when Zhongli told Xiao to act as your personal chauffeur.
Xiao at first is quiet and distant from you. It’ll take quite a while for him to warm up to you until you brush your hands along his thigh as he’s driving. He can’t lie to himself, the way you look in the city lights made him want to go feral, but he wanted to remain in control. It wasn’t until you whispered in his ear, he parked the car somewhere and obeyed his desires.
The chauffeur would immediately unzip his slacks, letting them fall down his legs as he promptly leaned over coaxing you to do what you liked. Licking your lips, it didn’t take long for his hardening cock to enter your mouth as you bobbed your head up and down. Xiao hiss feeling you play with his slit, his own hands getting you undressed rubbing along your folds.
Tsking how much you have been teasing him, playing with his balls—he would pull your face further down his length with a satisfied smirk on his face hearing you gag and choke feeling it hit the back of your throat. He would hold onto your head tight, grip bobbing your head up and down as his free hand continuously played with your wet pussy.
Tease him and he’s going to show you the absolute pervert he is, he tells you before emptying his balls into your mouth. With a satisfied hum, Xiao would smack your clit as you yelp, starting the car once more. Perhaps later in the night, he’ll finally take you properly.
𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫!𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨
Ayato was a man fed up. He had been trying to get your attention for the longest time before it swiftly was stolen by the ginger Russian or the red-headed German. All he wanted to do was have a nice conversation with you as he played one of his beloved games, but everyone was making it so much more difficult than it needed to be.
Finally seeing you head up for the night, Ayato flagged you down asking you if you would like to join another game with him—with just the two of you. He knew you were fairly new to the art of gambling and wanted to give some practice and tips on it. You swiftly agreed, following yourself to his home slightly away from downtown Las Vegas.
The game between you two is simple. If he wins, he gets to give you a punishment and vice versa. What you didn’t know was that he was a deceitful and tactful player—one of the best players in Japan in fact. Slowly but surely every time you lost, you had to take your close off until you were eventually completely nude to him. With a deep chuckle, Ayato announced you had lost, but he’d still give you a reward for playing along.
Ayato’s mouth is heavenly as it darts deep into your hole, slurping and sucking on the various juices you are leaking out. You can feel his smile, as he hums and flicks his tongue along your clit—fingers motioning back and forth coaxing yet another orgasm from you. He doesn’t care how loud you are, or how many times you seem to cave onto his tongue with your essence dripping down his face—you’re finally paying attention to him.
Even as you wake up in the morning from his peppering and loving kisses, he’ll remain you of his skillful tongue and fingers.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞!𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞
Scaramouche absolutely hated his job. He did not like customer service at all, so he had to try to fight his souring face when Zhongli told him you were on your way to meet him. Scaramouche could only sigh, noting how many of his co-workers were smitten by you. A devious plan formed into his head—he’ll have you smitten with him instead, that would show his stupid coworkers.
And so, Scaramouche made a facade of a charming man. He would laugh, dote on you and suggest such luxuries Vegas had to over. Throughout the night, he noticed your flustered expression every time he tested you by brushing your hand along with his. Leaning into your ear, he asked if he could spend the night in your room—his act fit for a prince.
Ordering the most expensive champagne Diluc had to offer at his bar, it only took one glass for him before that facade began to fade. He had you on the bed, grabbing the sheets tightly, watching the fat of your ass jiggle with every rough thrust he gave you. He chuckled sadistically, leaning down still with an unrelenting pace as hIs hand was tightly wrapped around your jaw.
In front of you laid a mirror, where you could see that cruel man muttering how much of a cute slut you were for him—his thumb promptly entering your mouth wanting you to suck on it as his length began to hit you deeper.
You looked so cute, admitting all the dirty things Scaramouche wanted to hear from you as he felt you tighten along his length and cum once more. He leaned down pressing a tender kiss on the nape of your neck. This was fun, maybe he did see the appeal of you.
warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact
disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, alcohol, drunken-sex, semi-public sex, marking, fingering, edging, dacryphilia, cock-warming, imbalanced power dynamics, gambling, unedited
𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫!𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢
As a businessman, it wasn’t a surprise when Zhongli announced he would be retiring but creating a new casino in Las Vegas called the Golden Celeste. With his extra revenue continuously coming from his home country of China, it didn’t take long for the building to take off and be one of the best and most well-known hotels and casinos across the globe.
Zhongli usually stays in the penthouse, sometimes coming down to have a glass of osmanthus wine he imported for memories when he came across you—quiet, alone at his hotel no less. Zhongli would be tempted to start a conversation with you, happy you don’t recognize him from the various business magazines his face is plastered on.
From one drink to five, he continuously pays for your bill with a smile satisfied by the company he realized he longed for. It didn’t take much for the drunken owner to invite you up to his penthouse for a not-so lonely night.
Zhongli would pin you against the glass window, your chest prompted smacked against the wall, as he continuously ruts into you. His lips would be connected to your own, enjoying the rich taste from the alcohol he can taste on yours. With a deep chuckle, he can’t help enjoy the way your eyes seem to roll to the back of your head—his dick thoroughly stretching you out with his tip kissing your cervix every time.
He absolutely would take you multiple times across the room—smacking your ass taking you from behind on his bed, slowly edging you with his fingers on his couch. You managed to impress the lonely businessman. Perhaps he can convince you to stay in Vegas for a while?
𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫!𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜
Diluc was recruited by Zhongli not to long after he announced he would be building a new casino. Diluc was quite known in Germany for his various underground bars and businesses throughout Europe. It took some negotiation and convincing, but eventually, Diluc would have a 5-star bar at Golden Celeste named after his original, Angel’s Share.
The redhead is usually cleaning glasses at one of his quieter bars before the wee hours of the night truly hit and it gets crowded. He noticed you speaking to the owner one night, tempted to talk to you himself but backed down once Zhongli made a move. When you came the night afterward, he would be emboldened—especially seeing those hickies across your neck.
It didn’t take long for him to be smitten by you either, throwing a free drink or shot your way as the large crowd enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of his bar. One night in particular he asked you to stay after closing. Once security managed to take out the last drunken crowd, Diluc leaned over capturing your lips across the counter. His hands would wander, moaning into the kiss as the two of you made it to a newly cleaned black leather couch of his.
With his calloused fingers pressing hard against your clit, two fingers deep inside you feeling you cletch down and coax him to go further—he would whisper in your ear just how much of a slut you were lusting after him and Zhongli at this point. He couldn’t deny it though, he loved the attention; loved hearing you moan out his name over and over again as the squelching noise of your hole echoed out in the room.
He’s a gentleman though. He’ll guide you back to your room, helping you get ready for bed in loving kisses before leaving his business card and personal cell on the counter. He does expect a morning text, so please try to remember.
𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡-𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫!𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞
The native Russian always loved to come to Vegas to have a good time, especially knowing his friend had one of the best casinos there. He loved the risk of it all when it came to gambling as he threw thousands of dollars praying his opponents couldn’t see his bluff.
Seeing you small-chatting with a certain-blue hair dealer, a smirk fell onto his face approaching you and immediately infringing on the conversation. As Childe tried to convince you to do a high bet, feeling the dealer glare at him, he settled with taking you out the rest of the night in response. You thought you would win Blackjack with a Queen and Jack in your hand. It was shocking to see the ginger wave three cards up, equaling 21 which signaled your defeat and the loss of the bet—you.
Throughout the night, Childe would take you to cute niche little places throughout Vegas, paying for absolutely everything. He would coo pet names in your ear, enjoying the way you sat on his lap in a private booth at a popular nightclub. It didn’t take long before those sly hands of his pulled down your panties, dick gathering up your slick before pulling you down on it.
What you didn’t expect was just how cruel and sadistic the high-spender was, not moving an inch as his cold hands traveled up and played with your chest. Beg for it, that’s all he wants to hear from you. Beg how much you want and love his dick, and he’ll give you a ride you’ll never forget about—all while laughing in your ear, teasing you for being a bad gambler.
𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫!𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚
Unknown to many people, Kaeya actually followed his brother to Vegas when the redhead told him he was moving. Trying to figure out what to do next, he discovered just how sinful Vegas truly can be and started his own business—a strip club. Even as the boss of the establishment, people from far and wide come over to try to get a glimpse of him on a pole, letting people live out their fantasies with him.
It didn’t take long for those lilac eyes of his to find you in the crowd shyly watching the striptease show he was doing. With a smirk plastered on his tanned face, Kaeya would head towards the crowd as onlookers screamed in delight—moving you on the stage with him. Kaeya would grind into your backside, satisfied with the small squeaks and flustered expressions you would offer him.
His hands would guide you along his ripped body, urging you to relax and let yourself fall into your lustful desires. As the music ends and the crowd roars in claps, he would tell you to head to the back towards his office if you wanted to continue where you left off as he would be on break for the next couple of hours.
Tears would prick your eyes feeling Kaeya stop his rhythmic movements, slowly grinding into you instead and pinching your clit. He would laugh, offering gentle kisses towards your chest with a smirk on your face. He was an absolute tease, edging you as every time you reached a high, with his dick hitting that pleasurable spot inside of you—he would stop, opting to lazily rub your clit unenthusiastically and enjoy your constant whines.
It all would pay off though. When Kaeya finally thrusts inside of you with his pace like a madman, rubbing your clit with newfound eagerness, you would scream out his name—back arched—as you’ve reached an orgasm you never thought of achieving. Kaeya would simply kiss your tears away telling you how proud he is for you holding out.
He’ll definitely promise to give you an orgasm like that every time you head to his show.
When Thoma brings up No Nut November to Ayato as a passing gag that occurs in Mondstadt, a smirk crept up to the lord’s face with your image in mind. He loves to tease you relentlessly, so why not use this in his favor? When he tells you that he’s going to participate, you tried holding back your laughter knowing how his hands seemingly like to wander between your thighs at night.
As night struck the first night of November, your hands ball into fits, gripping tightly onto the sheets as you slowly woke up feeling your core throb in pleasure. As you lifted the sheets, Ayato's eyes flickered to yours—the corner of his lips—curved up as his tongue lapped up your sensitive clit. Your tired form shifted, feeling his lips circle your clit with slow movements, before letting his tongue rapidly flick on the nub causing your back to arch.
But just as you felt your stomach churning, and a rush of overwhelming pleasure, Ayato leaned away, instead spitting on your sobbing clit. He leaned his cheek against his palm, fingers slowly plunging inside of you as he leaned into your ear.
He’s going to lose No Nut November, that wasn’t his goal anyway. He just wants to hear you beg for this throbbing cock to bury itself deep inside of you—all while claiming you were the reason his mental fortitude for this month was depleted.
Heizou was fairly familiar with the premise of No Nut November, he just wasn’t al that interested in it, to begin with. So, when he agrees to a bet with you—only a sigh can escape his lips frustrated at himself for indulging you.
His eyes glare down, watching as his cock twitches and begs for attention as he sits on your shared bed. You were off buying groceries anyway, you’d never know if he decided to rub one off when you were away, right?
Heizou laid down, soon turning on the other side where your pillow resided. He pressed his face against the plush material, taking a deep breath of the sweet scent wafting through the shifts as his hand snaked down grabbing hold of his shaft.
His finger roughly squeezed down against a thick vein, living pleasure to shiver throughout his body. As he began tugging on his cock, stroking it as precum steadily dripped down from his flushed tip and onto the rest of his length—his thoughts drifted down to you. He buried his teeth into his bottom lip, imagining grabbing hold of the soft globes of your ass, watching his cock rapidly thrust into your cunt without a care in the world. He wished instead of connecting his parted lips onto your pillow, it was instead on your neck making various marks on it.
As his hips bucked—grunting loudly—ropes of cum shot out and onto the once clean sheets, some of it even gliding down his pale lower stomach. Heizou narrowed his eyes sighing, lifting a palm up on his sweaty head. He’d have to clean the comforter and sheets now, of course, you’d know what he did…He just should come clean at this point.
Tighnari doesn’t need to be bothered with No Nut November. He claims to not have carnal, and raging desires for sex as others do, so it would be silly to participate when you approach him about it. That statement held some truth…before he met you of course.
He wouldn’t humor you because little do you know he is in his office, hiding the various moans that threatened to escape his lips all with the thought of you. He would lose day one since you plagued him with so many fantasies he’s often too embarrassed to mention or say.
Wrapping part of his scarf over his mouth, his hand would wrapping jerk his hard cock—hips thrusting at a rapid rate already. His hand, stained in white from the previous indulgence shined in the light as his thighs became tense feeling his lower stomach tighten. God, he wishes he could see his cum leaking out of your fucked out form, tears in your eyes from how dumb he made you on his cock.
How much cum could your gorgeous cunt take, watching as your lower stomach stuck out more than usual from all of his hot cum filling you up so well? As he grunted again, climaxing in his hand again, Tighnari let out a whine ears flopping down as he finally removed the scarf from his mouth.
Yeah, there was no way Tighnari will allow himself to explain just how irresistible you are in words, his pride just wouldn’t allow it.
Alhaitham wouldn’t care about No Nut November as well, but, he makes it a point to show you to never make bets with him unless you can guarantee your victory.
And that’s why your legs are spread out him, his thick cock stretching your walls out with a dull burn, pulsating and nestled deep inside of you. You whine, trying to shift your hips, feeling your slick drip down to Alhaitham’s muscled thighs as he simply clicked his tongue. Rolling his eyes from his book, his fingers grazed down, pitching your clit as you yelped—leaning close into your ear.
He tried to tell you his willpower is unmatched, but he’ll think about thrusting if you decide to apologize by giving him a challenge. Hearing your quivering lips tell him off once more, Alhaitham would only grunt grabbing onto your hips and pulling you off of his cock, only to plunge you right back down. Your loud moans are enough to curve the corners of Alhaitham’s lips watching your ass gyrate, trying to get him to actually thrust inside of you.
He can tell how badly you want to cum on his cock, from how tightly your squeezing him. In his head, he admits it’s getting more difficult not to lay you out and use you like a sextoy—but he still needed to check you for challenging him. Smacking you down once more and hearing your heavy pants, Alhaitham’s hand grabbed onto your chest leaning in once more, giving you a new offer.
Admit you were wrong and he’ll gladly give you the treat he knows you want, his thick cum staining inside you.
Cyno is someone who doesn’t care about No Nut November and no shame or teasing from you will get him to care about it either. Why would he ever want to stop himself from cumming inside of you? He was a man, addicted, and no amount of debating would change that.
The night you even bring it up to him, you’ll find yourself under Cyno almost 10 minutes afterwards. His hands tugged onto your pants swiftly revealing your underwear to his gaze. To make a point of his desire for you, his hands would easily tear through the filmy fabric to reveal your folds sooner to him.
Shuffling his own pants down, the brown tip of his cock slowly swiped along your slit, watching your slick slowly gather and lap onto your folds. His gaze is softer watch your body trembled in pleasure grinding the tip of his cock against your needy clit, watching your essence soon drool out of you.
See, this is all the proof you need that you would miss him too if he participated in No Nut November. With one deep thrust, Cyno completely sheathed himself inside of you as your gasped—arms reaching out wide to hold him closer, whispering just how much your body is responding to his thrust.
See, you're squeezing his cock with such eagerness as if you were trying to milk him dry? Your back arched when his thrust hit that spongy part inside of you causing you to see stares, just what would you be doing if he wasn’t here to give the attention it deserves?
Even as your cum, legs pulling him to get even deeper inside of you, all he could do was slightly roll his eyes before his pace went faster to fulfill his own high. You were just as insatiable as he was.
Now all of the Sumeru men on this list, Kaveh would actually be interested in trying. He could only grin, imagining himself winning against your little bet. Months go by so fast, especially when he’s working! It would be so easy, so he thought. Yet, a week in, he felt like he was losing his mind. He wanted to pull his hair, plagued by so many things he wanted to do to you. It didn’t help, his roommate, Alhaitham, was getting on his last nerves adding to this stress. Kaveh was in desperate need of release. How could people survive a month of this??
He leaned his back against the sofa, lips quivering feeling his cock twitching to life underneath the layers of clothes he wore. As you walked in, about to suggest heading out to the city together, you were shocked when Kaveh shot up from the couch and grabbed onto you—gasping as you felt a poke coming from his crotch.
Just a week in, Kaveh begs you to release him from the deal, shouting you win repeatedly. You could only laugh seeing Kaveh’s whiney expression before his eyes narrowed, watching you slowly dip your hand down underneath his pants. Kaveh gently pushed you off, sitting on the couch and revealing his cock to you—two words escaping his lips: “Suck. Now”.
His body trembled in ecstasy, feeling your lips kiss along the base of his cock before finally taking it all inside of your mouth. Your hands grabbed onto the length you couldn’t fit into your mouth, squeezing and cracking it as you bobbed your head up and down. Kaveh, grabbing onto his lips, eyes wandering towards the kitchen he knew his roommate was rescinding in. The fear of being caught only added to his rush of pleasure, as his other hand push down your head further against his cock.
You tried adjusting, feeling Kaveh begin to buck and hit the back of your throat with every thrust as your hands grabbed onto his thighs, rubbing your thighs together to soothe the throb from your core. With a choked moan, Kaveh’s cock spasmed inside your mouth—ropes of his salty cum gracing your mouth, swallowing every drop. Kaveh flashed you a lazy smile, patting your head as he fixed his bottom half up.
Whatever punishment you’ll give him, would be nothing compared to the pain he had to deal with prior.
tw: fem reader, slight mention of exhibition/public sex, shy-ish reader, perv! ayato, modern au!, sub reader, ayato has a title kink
wc: 625
thinking about ceo! ayato who loves how flustered you are around him- who loves the way you always politely bow or wave to him whenever you see him, the way your face darkens in a blush and your hands slightly tremble.
it makes him think about how submissive and pliant you would be under him- how willing you would be to let him put his hands all you, dirtying you with his carnal touches, and ruining you for anyone else.
ceo! ayato who shamelessly likes to admire your ass in those short skirts that you wear, his blue eyes lingering over your curves whenever you rush by him in the office, pupils blowing wider at the thought of seeing your ass bent over his desk.
ceo! ayato who always gives you extra work, making you stay at the office later, just so he can have some private time with you.
the work is much harder too, forcing you to have to meekly ask for his help. he always uses this opportunity to get closer to you than he needs to.
his chest is practically pressed against your back as he bends over to point out things on your computer, face right besides yours and his hot breath occasionally fanning against your lips.
cw. doggy, kinds roughish sex, creampie, reader, well, not reader, gets called "pretty and baby"
Al-haitham's schedule at the akademiya leaves him tired and busy enough to eagerly wait for the night, and to finally have you in his arms.
he doesn't wait much longer before arriving home and looking for you, you've started to get used to Al-haitham's suddenly jumping on you, turning you around by the waist and ignoring your complains about whatever you were doing at the moment, it doesn't matter, he just needs you desperately.
you're grateful you made it to the bedroom, with your hands and knees sinking on the plush mattress while he takes you from behind, loud grunts and pants echoing in the small space mixed with the lewd squelching sounds of your pussy sucking him in with each harsh thrust.
"been thinking about this pussy all day, all pretty and mine" he moans, ignoring your pathetic pleas for more, "say you're mine, baby, and I'll give you what you want"
and you do, back curling against the mattress with your chest pushed deeper into it, hands and arms falling limp on your sides with the man on top of you torturously dragging his cock at a rough but slow pace, burying himself to the hilt enough to feel his balls pressed on your clit.
he hums in delight at your trembling form, mercifully rubbing your clit with two fingers while he shoot his thick load inside of you, a louder moan escaping his lips when your pussy spasmed and cummed around his cock, his free hand pushing your head into the mattress to muffle your screams. he's pretty sure you won't want to wake Kaveh up.
ZHONGLI
cw. maybe?? somnophilia, mentions of breasts and nipples.
mornings, but that doesn't mean he isn't fond of taking you any other times of the day.
Zhongli is very early riser, except for those days were he indulges in his human desires of being a little bit more greedy with you, your soft body laying on your side with your back turned to him.
lazily nuzzling on the conjuncture of your neck and shoulder, taking in the smell of fragrant soap mixed with the natural undertones of your own scent is enough to make his pajama pants tighten around his crotch.
making sure you're still asleep and comfortable, Zhongli slips his pants down enough to free his cock, sliding his thumb over the tip and smearing the precum around the hard rock shaft.
depending on how early, or how tired you are, Zhongli either takes his time prepping you before slipping his cock inside your warm walls, fucking you awake, or you grind back on his touch, waves of slick already pooling on your underwear, cunt wet enough to take your lover's fat cock, moaning onto the pillow with his hands fondling and pinching on your breasts and nipples, anything to make sure you came around his cock.
AYATO
cw. ridding, cockwarming.
the afternoons are much calmer for Ayato, after a long and trying meeting with other clans, all he wants is to go back to the state and spend some time with you.
the boiling tea Thoma served previously, now cold and forgotten on the desk, right in front to where Ayato sat, his daily clothing remained pristine except for his pants pooled on the floor with your naked body bouncing on top of him.
sadly, Ayato was almost always busy, taking care of a pile of paperwork with his hard cock nestled inside your pussy was something you got used to.
"be patient, I'll make sure to reward you" he always said, and Kamisato Ayato was a man true to his words.
the slick that gushed from your pussy now drenched the wooden seat creating a loud drip from it to the floor, your hands trembled around his neck trying to hold for dear life and get your so needed orgasm after hours of being teased.
"are you close?" he asked with a smirk on his face, leaning forward to lick a strip from your chest to your lips, feeling a soft "yes" mumbled on his lips.
taking part of your concentration with your lips, Ayato took the opportunity to firmly plans his feet on the floor and guide your hips up and down his cock in rapid thrusts that brought tears to your eyes, the way his fat tip bruised your sweet spot with each stroke was enough to make your sob, pulling on his hair, his jacket, anything to hold you as you crumbled on his lap.
CHILDE
cw. semipublic, oral male receiving, fondling, low-key rough sex.
Childe loves when you are with him on the northland bank. the duty of a fatui growing harder each day, occasionally making the red headed stay locked in an office until late night hours.
luckily for him you were always close, either to give him a peck and a massage while he groaned with his head resting on the back of the chair, or to suck him from below the desk.
the second was his favorite.
you were so pretty, to offer yourself as a stress reliever for him, plainly kneeling between his legs and his hard cock stretching your lips apart, one of his hands placed on top of your head making you take him deeper with harsh fingers digging in your skull.
a warm and desperate voice asking you to get up was the sign of his approaching orgasm. Childe always loved to cum inside you, not your mouth but your sweet and wet pussy.
his soft hands but quick movements guided you to bend over the desk, papers flying in all directions and pens loudly falling on the floor.
the moan that left his lips at the sight of your drenched folds made you instantly clench your tights, earning a soft slap on your ass and his hands spreading your pussy lips apart, guiding his cock inside with the other.
his eyes never left your cunt until he was buried to the hilt, not wasting anytime before pounding into you, his hands busy fondling on the fat of your ass, lewdly spreading you apart trying to reach in deeper, taking orgasm after orgasm out of you until your tears filled eyes saw faint rays of sun peaking through the windows.
.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ synopsis: what’s better than fucking on camera with your partner?
.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ cw: pornstar!au, voyeurism, oral (f + m receiving), fingering, bondage, shoe humping (?), masturbation, pussyjob, cum tribute, hair pulling, mentions of cuckolding, use of toys (fucking machine, fleshlight, double ended dildo, vibrator, strap-on), praise, degradation, size kink a bit, 69, scissoring, mommy kink, squirting smut written by a minor dni if uncomfortable
.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ a/n: this was so fun!! i didn’t even plan on writing something like this, the idea just came to me and would not fucking leave me alone.. so here it is, enjoy :-) also i’m 17 now wtf i can’t believe it
kaeya: with every video, you and kaeya prove you’re made for porn. your channel is a little bit of everything; mutual masturbation, exhibitionism, roleplay, and plain ol’ fucking. and there’s always thought and planning put into it. in your mutual masturbation vids, kaeya uses one of those strangely realistic fleshlights that must cost a fortune while you use one of those fucking machines that viewers are always left impressed by. not to mention that when you roleplay, your costumes are always on point and the highest quality possible. paired with kaeya’s infamous dirty talking that could make anyone clench their thighs together, it’s made clear that you both take the channel very seriously. while the backshots are good, the production value is even better.
diluc: the channel is heavily centered on your pleasure. videos consist of diluc eating your pussy or holding you between his built legs to stroke your folds and finger your throbbing cunt. he’s so unexpectedly delicate and gentle, it catches your viewers off guard but also forms part of the appeal. diluc is just so massive; muscular arms and strong, firm thighs yet he seems to be at your beck and call. he’d have it no other way, that much is clear judging by the painfully obvious hard on that pokes through his boxers as he pleases you. once in a while there’ll be a video of him fucking you dumb on his cock and that’s when your viewers know they’re really in for a treat.
In the frozen land where the outcasts belong and the peculiar is home, tomorrow is never promised. Intertwined your fate with the Harbingers might be, it’s in your best interest to remember: the cold swallows the weak and Snezhnaya knows no tears.
⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆ f!reader. undertones of yandere. unprotected sex. power play. a hint of dark content so be wary! further warnings are written on each character’s part! not proofread.
PIERRO ! breeding kink. lots of cum. unprotected.
it was the jester who first deemed a handmaiden like you worthy of attention. from simply picking you out in the throng of retainers in zapolyarny palace to exchanging curt greetings whenever you serve him tea, your existence slowly took shape in his mind. it was but a mere dot until he molded it into something bigger than yourself: he offered you status in exchange for fucking your pussy raw.
whenever pierro ruts into you ruthlessly, you think of it as his personal goal. the goal of needing to puff up your cunt with his fresh cum once his cock and balls begin to swell. pierro folds you in positions that give him access to your womb, where he dumps fat amount of cum after fat amount of cum. doing so much as pinning his balls to your folds and plugging your hole with his sheer size, pierro is adamant about not spilling a drop. and when your pussy does leak, he takes it upon himself to stuff you with another load double the amount of what you spilled.
some nights while you lay on his chest and with courage flickering like an ember in your heart, the urge to ask him why tips your tongue. but before your curiosity could materialize into verbal words, you would be reminded of where he truly hailed and what the circumstances are of said land. perhaps pierro fucks you with a need to get you pregnant as one way to spread his khaenri’ahn blood.
CAPITANO ! womb fucking. in new york’s voice i know his dick big— i know it. size kink.
capitano thinks of you as a battlefield. in truth, you are nothing of the sort. not a wasteland of bodies emitting miasma putrid enough to destroy one’s stomach. it took him weeks chewing over the irony before surmising that his enticement has everything to do with his lusting for blood and annihilation. in his eyes, you are a battlefield he must conquer. unlike pierro who has given you status, capitano offered you strength in exchange for your little puffy pussy taking his huge cock.
don’t be scared, he’d whisper, it’ll fit. pressed against your stomach, no cock of such girth and length could ever fit in someone’s cunt. you feel so little in his arms, extremely so whenever you work your body down his whole length. and once he’s fully sheathed inside, with his fat crown pushing right into your womb and veins thick enough to stimulate, you shiver and sob. capitano is deep in your guts and he knows it, always drawing gentle circles on your back to allay the sting of having stretched your pussy out and to soothe the enfeebling sensation of his cock tip kissing your womb each gentle thrust.
many stories surround him, most of which are bone-chilling. they say capitano is the harbinger of death, and that hiding behind his mask is the skewed face of a monster hell spat out. you admit to believing the hearsay once, but calloused is his skin might be, you have never been touched by hands so gentle. consider it clemency, since you must not forget: capitano can easily break you if he so does will it himself.
DOTTORE ! exhibitionism. voyeurism. creampie.
in zapolyarny palace, the name dottore typically sparks caution in the hearts of many. christened as the doctor, he is the paradox of warmth normally seen in someone in the field of medicine. you have done all that you could to be stationed somewhere else other than in his laboratory, but a handmaiden’s fate is as pliant as clay in the hands of those with power. therefore, when he offered you wisdom, all you could do was give him the same. wisdom that is through letting dottore’s segments completely fuck you witless in front of him.
he likes observing your face contorting with lewdness. watching drool racing down your chin, tits bouncing as one of his segments drills his cock into you from the back. there’s nothing more gratifying than biting your lips with your eyes rolling heavenward while your pussy sucks in cock after cock. he enjoys the sounds you make but loves popping his cock down your throat when your screams become too noisy for his liking. but when you come undone by having been fucked until your legs are shaking with thick amounts of cum spilling from your cunt, dottore finds himself admiring nothing else but the image before him.
he wouldn’t have thought that his sexual fantasies could be sated without venturing out to the nearest brothel. for that, he bestows you a chance to ask him two questions every time he fucks you. it is a deal sealed months ago that has benefited both parties involved. and dottore loves to keep things as it is. he’d continue doing so as long as you wouldn’t ask questions at the cost of your precious, precious life. it does not matter how much dottore adores you, he would never think twice.
PANTALONE ! predator and prey dynamics. dubious content. nasty. he rubs your asshole. i’m sorry i was so horny while writing his part. creampie. drool. unprotected.
possessing mora enough to buy a whole region makes a man forthright in his intentions, be it pure or soiled with nothing but personal gain. because in the face of money, even the most deviant minds and sickest of hearts appear gilded. you have been proven of the warped reality when letters from your family burst forth in your chamber. each parchment contains fervent gratitude for a name that turned your blood gelid. mr. pantalone is a very kind man, indeed. please do not forget to thank him for the year’s worth of food he supplied us.
the first time you thanked him, pantalone fucked your pussy until the hole was gaping, as though asking for more. he completely owned you: mind, body, and soul. he pistoled his cock deep in your guts for hours, with his eyes rolling back to his skull and his cheeks tinted pink. at one point he almost cried overstimulating his cock tip by kissing your cervix and squirting bouts of cum in your womb. you’ve found out that he particularly prefers when you bounce on his thick shaft, squelching him dry while he gropes your tits and licks your nipples until his mouth is spilling out saliva. sometimes he would rub your asshole as you come around his cock, because he revels whenever your pussy pulses around his girth to milk his balls sapped of cum.
as a man with unparalleled wealth, pantalone sure likes to count. he’s skilled at keeping scores, striking a line on your inner thigh with a glaring ink for every round where he leaves your cunt cum-filled. with each line equivalent to ten million mora. you’d enter pantalone’s chamber every week as a handmaiden, then come out a wealthy one— albeit powerless. regardless of how blinding mora is, it must not hide the truth from you: pantalone, the richest man of all, can take your opulence just as easily as he gave it.
childe, the 11th of the harbingers, is appreciated by many if not all. an unusual sight in zapolyarny palace, yet the warmest one. he is a glorious warrior, especially when wielding his weapon. a sight worthy of awe, for he moves with precision and speed that are not of this world. owning aberrant strength, childe is meant for blood and glory. and he evinces it all by providing you security whenever you prove just how formidable of a harbinger he is behind closed doors.
drool on the pillows, hands barely hanging on to the sheets, with your mind spinning after hours and hours of childe drilling his cock into you until your stomach flattens on the bed. he pounds your pussy vehemently, shifting positions every time to abuse your sensitive spots. feet over his shoulders, knees against your chest, missionary, name it all. he’ll fuck you in ten different positions each night to break your sanity. and every time he slides his cock out of your wet cunt with his fat and heavy cum pulling the rubber down his twitching shaft, he ties the condom around your legs as proof of his strength.
what makes a warrior is his stamina, and childe would do anything to prove that he’s a formidable one. be it through fighting or fucking, he has yet to fail in either of those aspects. he has dominated you more than once. it is you who willingly walked in on his life like a vulnerable mouse sauntering to a viper’s maw. you have no one else but yourself to blame for the venom in your veins.
SCARAMOUCHE ! voyeurism. perv!scaramouche.
scaramouche is his name and he’s the most enigmatic of all. some whispers say that it is merely a moniker to conceal his identity. to bury his past, to birth him anew. vexed with more than half of the zapolyarny palace, the quiet places and shadows are his companions. you think he hates you, too, for none could be spared from scaramouche’s temper. but unlike everyone else, he has found something quite entertaining in you. regardless of its nature, you have not exactly been favored by the harbinger. he remains truthful to his ill temper no matter the circumstances.
when you part your thighs before him, shaking fingers while playing with your pulsing clit, the way he stares burns at your skin. there is humor in his eyes. as though the way you pump two fingers in your wet and untouched cunt serves as peak amusement for him. perhaps it is, perhaps it is not. scaramouche has mastered the schooling of his expressions, sticking only to that of pure malice even if he has you bared before him. he loves commanding you to touch your cunt with your legs extended wide, or pinch and rub on your clit until you’re shaking at where you sit. sometimes he’d tease and tug at your nipples, but he has never gone further than that. and you fear that he never will.
brewing between you is one crooked relationship. scaramouche has not any need for you other than to satisfy his odd fantasies. he has been forthright from the beginning about his intentions, saying that he merely wants to see for himself what’s so special about a handmaiden like you that has the other harbingers on their knees. all his provocations hold with them a promise, and that perhaps one day, scaramouche will try and seek out the answers for himself. but that day is not today.
take it easy, baby. you'll cum soon enough. (it's a lie).
kinktober day 1: orgasm control and denial
Content and warnings: ayato x f!reader smut. reader is fembodied and goes by she/her. dom!ayato, sub!reader, major orgasm denial and control. toys, possible semi-public sex (you're aroused in public for a moment), oral (f receiving), slight cumplay, some plot but not really. pet names: ayato calls you good girl, darling, etc. you're so obedient to ayato. part of my kinktober 2022.
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When you let Ayato slip a vibrator into your slick cunt this morning, saying he just wanted to “play with you throughout the day”, you didn’t think he’d be so cruel.
As you go about your various paperwork, your training, he turns it on in the worst of moments. When you’re speaking to Ayaka about future Inazuma projects and the soft vibrations in your underwear start up, suddenly the project you were so passionate about takes a backseat and you excuse yourself. Ayato smirks as your face flushes with arousal and you retreat to your chambers, trying to focus on some quiet work instead. The words blur together as the vibrations kick up, and you become hyperaware of how thin the walls are in this area. You bite your lip to keep your moans down.
You thought maybe getting a breather outside might help, so you go outside and laid down at the edge of the Kamisato estate, breaths coming short and heavy, chest rising and falling as the slick between your leg collects.
Ayato follows you in the darkness slowly. You should be grateful he allowed you to wear underwear today. He wants nothing more right now than to be able to watch the way your slick drips down your legs in public, but he'll settle for how turned on you look lying on the wood in a forgotten corner of the estate. How your legs clench together and your hands wander to your thighs, almost to between your legs before pulling back due to your hyperawareness of being in public in the day. Workers could come clean or stroll at any second, and yet you're lying here looking like a wanton slut? It must really be getting to you.
Ayato is cruel, but he thinks he's being lenient. He doesn't turn it off once, but he does turn it down a little to allow you to go back to work.
When he finally comes into his room to see you, he has you on all fours as he plays with you.
"I have to see Thoma tonight for some drinks,” he tells you, voice even as if he’s not two fingers deep into your cunt, vibrator left on the bed. You, on the other hand, are moaning wantonly, having been pent up for so long. His fingers arch perfectly inside of you, thumb pressing oh-so-close to your clit whilst carefully ignoring it. Your walls squeeze his fingers, panting. Your hands grip the sheets hard. What was he saying?
His breath ghosts over your ear. “You’ll have to be a good girl until I get back. Do you think you can do that?”
You nod enthusiastically, gasping when Ayato’s thumb grazes your clit. “Yes! Yes, sir. I’ll be good.”
He smirks. “Good, then you won’t cum until I get back.”
You whine as he lets go of you, moving your butt closer to him as if it’ll tempt him. Don’t you know better? He licks his fingers to taste you, then you hear him walk to the bathroom to wash his hands. You slump onto the bed.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” He walks back out and takes the forgotten vibrator and presses it into your cunt. You mewl at the oversensitivity, hands grasping the sheets as he slides it back into you, the other end nestling perfectly above your clit.
“There we go. You can touch yourself, but you can’t remove the vibrator, and you can’t cum. I’ll know if you do, but you know that, don’t you?” His gentle voice almost makes you believe he’s not torturing you, and with that he kisses you goodbye.
Only minutes after he leaves, the vibrations start again. Your back arches, thighs clenching together when you remember – you can’t cum.
You force your legs open, as if that would slow you down. Your hands that were inching towards your breasts are plastered to the bed. You’re not allowed to cum. You’re not allowed to cum. You repeat it in your head like a mantra, willing yourself to relax your body.
How long will he be? Drinks with Thoma, is that what he said? Would that be about an hour? Would he leave you like this for an hour?
The vibrations stop, and your body immediately relaxes, jelly legs shaking as you drift off to sleep.
-
Ayato leans against his bedroom door, palming himself for some relief. He tortures you, it makes him hard, it tortures him just a little. But he knows it tortures you more.
How long will you hold out? If you cum, he’ll punish you. Maybe he’ll make you go for a week instead of just a day, while you make him cum everyday. Will you cry? You’ll definitely beg him.
The thoughts have him reeling. He rushes to his office bathroom, splashes cold water over his face. He’s got drinks with Thoma, someone from the commission will probably want to talk too. He’s got to focus on business, and on torturing you.
He presses the remote in his pocket. What a nifty little gadget.
-
Ayato gives you 15 minutes of reprieve. You dream of kisses down your neck, thumbs over your nipples, a tongue over your clit. You moan as you start to wake up, gasping in your sleep-wake state, thighs pressing together subconsciously. When you blink the sleep away, you remember. Oh fuck, how long have the vibrations been going whilst you were asleep?
You throw your head back, sweat sticking your hair to your forehead. How much longer?
Maybe you should try some cold water. Your legs shake as you try to get off the bed, stumbling to the bathroom. You see yourself in the mirror, face flushed with arousal and pupils dilated, hands holding you up against the sink. You try to push the throbbing of your cunt to the back of your mind, splashing your face and body with cold water.
The cold feels good, but you’re hyperaware of the droplets over your sensitive skin, the way they trail down your back, some down your chest… Fuck. Where is he?
You stumble back to bed. At least the vibration on your clit is much gentler than the one inside of you. is that his mercy?
You’re hot, so hot. Maybe you should drink some water? You grasp the cup on the side table with both hands, the droplets falling down your chin. You can’t even drink water properly.
The vibrations stop. You exhale, breathing hard. You collapse again.
-
One hour. Ayato’s a nice guy, isn’t he? He gave you one whole hour of sleep.
Except after that, he left the vibrator on for thirty minutes.
It’s torture. You’re so close to the edge you can taste it. But it’s almost like he’s there in the room with you, because the moment you get way too close, the vibrations slow. And then they start up again, up and down and back up.
You don’t know anything. You don’t think. Your head is so fogged up that every time you try, the words get scrambled in your head. Your slick drips out of you, down the sides and on your inner thighs, down to your ass. Did you leak a little on the bedsheets in your sleep? Your clit is thrumming under the gentle vibrations, your legs are so tired from tensing.
Is anyone home? Did anyone walk pass? You can’t stop the sounds from falling out of your mouth, can’t comprehend them before you vocalize them.
-
The door clicks open, and Ayato smiles. You’re exactly where he wants you.
Completely dumbed out, nothing in your brain, incomprehensible babbles from your mouth, thighs still shaking. He knows you can see and hear him, but you can’t even greet him. Your hands clench the fitter so tight he sees the whites of your knuckles. Have you been like this for long? He hopes you have.
“Hi love, I’m home,” he chuckles, finally turning the vibrator off. Your body relaxes, heart beating in your chest rapidly.
He spreads your legs carefully, and whistles low at what he finds. You’re soaked, it’s a miracle the toy still works with how much of your slick coats all over it. Your thighs glisten with your juices and sweat.
He kneels down between your legs, and just when you had a small thought that maybe, you might have some reprieve, he licks your inner thighs where your slick has dripped down.
You gasp at the touch of his tongue. Of course he would continue to tease you once he came back. He laps at your inner thigh, licks all the way up until-
He stops just short of your core.
It’s maddening, he chuckles as you try to move your hips towards his mouth, pressing you back down onto the bed. In truth, he wants to leave you like this. Wants you like this every morning and every night, wanting for nothing but him, waiting for no one but him.
He does the same to the other thigh, making sure to lap up any of your fluids. He hasn’t removed the toy from you yet, likes to watch your fluids drip down from it like a leaking water tap.
“Do you want to come?” he asks gently, voice husky and low.
“Yes! Yes, please. Oh, sir. Please.”
Good to know you hadn’t forgotten your manners. He rewards you for that, removes the toy from you slowly so as not to stimulate you too much. It comes out with a plop, discarded somewhere for his safe keeping.
His fingers stroke gently at your entrance, and you try your damn hardest not to move in hopes that he’ll reward you. He plays with your cum there, watches as the liquid sticks to his fingers.
“Mm, darling. I think I’m going to tease you just a little more. But I’ll reward you generously after. What do you say?”
“Oh-oh-okay. Okay.”
“Yeah? You can’t come no matter where I touch until I say. You really think you’re okay with that?”
“Yes! Yes, I’m okay. I’m okay.” All you know is that you have to obey him, you need to. Your mind knows nothing else but his orders.
He loves listening to you babble, voice breathless. He smiles, discarding his outerwear and bringing his mouth onto your nipple.
You arch your back into him, mewling loudly as he suckles there, your hands squeezing his shoulders tight. He loves you, he really does. Loves how you’ll endure 15 hours of torture just for him, how you’re so sensitive, especially after he’s riled you up. He trails a finger gently up and down your inner thigh, knowing you feel every gentle touch.
You feel like you’ve gone crazy, pulling on Ayato’s shirt, dripping down your cunt. He moves to the other nipple, not leaving the abandoned one alone, fingers pinching it. Such a small gesture, and yet it drives you wild.
You know better than to ask, you know better than to beg. You endure, and let him indulge. And he does, he indulges in every sound, every gasp and moan, every twitch of your body that gives way to him.
You can’t believe he still has it in him to tease, because he lays kisses down each inch of your stomach as he moves down towards your core. He opens your legs wide, like he’s taking his time to set a table for a meal. He opens your pussy lightly with his thumbs, watching as more slick pours out of you.
“Mm, darling. Think I’m gonna take my time. You just sit there and look pretty, mmkay?”
You nod, and his tongue starts at the bottom of your cunt, immediately making you lurch into him. He’s strong, holding your uncontrollable urges back as he laps slowly up from the bottom all the way to just shy of your clit. He does it again and again, letting your slick pour onto his tongue and swallowing it.
He’s rewarding you, he’s definitely fucking rewarding you and it feels so good and so torturous at the same time.
He wants more, wants to see how far he can take it, how far you’ll break. He takes the tip of his tongue and very precisely circles it right around your clit, and your thighs squeeze so tight you feel like you’re going to collapse. You can feel your heart in your chest at every tease, every light movement.
You almost scream when his tongue grazes over your clit oh-so-gently, your mouth open in a silent scream. He places a kiss over it before finally finally flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He’s definitely enjoying himself as he’s laughing underneath you, watching the tears roll down your cheeks. He’s the one in control, he’s the one that controls whether and when you cum, and he’s the one that has kept you on the edge for fifteen hours. He revels in that knowledge, pushing his tongue over your clit again and again knowing that you’re trying so hard to keep from cumming.
Just a little more. Just a little more. The mantra repeats over and over in your head as you dangle over the edge of your orgasm, the only thought in your brain is the way Ayato’s tongue dances over your clit. He smiles again, before letting up with a smile.
“You’ve been so good, you know that, baby?” You barely hear him over your beating hard, over your moans and the way you grip the sheets. But you whine in reply anyways.
“I think,” he kisses your clit between words, “you deserve… to come.
“Okay, baby. You can come whenever you’re ready.” He finally gives in to your shaking, trembling body. And all of a sudden, the thighs you were trying so hard to get to relax are allowed to tense up, threatening to close against his head. You arch your back, head thrown back, thighs shaking as you grip tight on the sheets. Ayato presses his tongue into your clit more forcefully, rolling and sucking again and again until all your muscles tense and the band lets go and you release, all over his tongue, your mouth open in a silent scream. It’s like a dream, the intensity wracks through your body, like flood gates opening up as you drown him in your fluids. He laps it up happily, sucking it out of you through your aftershocks.
Your world is nothing, until it’s just both your breathing, and his tongue still working your core, but gently. As soon as you start to feel it, the oversensitivity of your rough muscle against your raw cunt, you grab his hair.
“A-Ayato, it’s- oh- it’s too much!”
Ayato chuckles, removing his mouth temporarily.
“You’ve been such a good girl. Let me reward you more.”
♱ note — this post is separate from kinktober cause i couldn’t help myself so consider this one a freebie <3
・✶ ｡ﾟSHIKANOIN HEIZOU
you couldn’t help the desire that seemed to consume you whenever you visited heizou at the police station. he knew exactly what he was doing as he flirted with you so shamelessly, luring you into one of the interrogation offices under the veil of ‘having something to discuss with his s/o’
“well how about if anyone asks.. we consider this, a new.. interrogation technique.” heizou whispers into your ear from where his body is curling over yours, his hips pressed flush against your own before he’s drawing back out of you with a languid roll of his hips. “what if we get caught? wont you g-get in trouble.” you’re trying so desperately to keep quiet, but you know he’s deliberately trying to pull the pretty sounds out of you that he loves so much when he sinks his cock back into your pussy — grinding his pelvis against your clit with a stifled moan.
“hm, there’s no need to worry.. if you’re able to keep quiet, that is.” he’s teasing you, you can tell by the low drawl that heizou’s voice takes and the way his lips deliberately ghost along the shell of your ear, followed by another deep kiss of his cock along the swollen spots inside of you as he keeps you pinned to the interrogation table. “oh, and i’ll make sure i’m the only one to see you like this.. call me greedy, i guess.” the pace he sets is anything but discreet, every wet connection of his hips into yours feeling like it echos around the small, darkened room.
“man alive, hnnn.. it seems you’re getting tighter.” heizou grunts, almost shamelessly before it breaks off into something whispery that makes your pussy squeeze around him. “you’re g-going to get us caught.” you’re barely able to hold yourself together but you still manage to tug playfully at his hair, but it seems to only make the detective above you feel even better as his cock throbs — lips grazing along the sensitive spots along your neck as he humps his cock into your pussy. “well now, i never said i’d be able to hold myself back, did i? it’s to be expected when you feel this good after all.”
・✶ ｡ﾟDILUC RAGNVINDR
you couldn’t help but feel lonely some nights, allowing yourself to take a stroll around mondstat, you felt safe there knowing it was being dutifully watched over. but some nights you’re lucky enough to run into the ‘darknight hero’ as he was known, and you think he deserves a reward after all the work he’s doing for your home town.
“do you have any idea what you do to me?” diluc grunts from where he’s pressing into you, his muscled body keeping you caged against the darkened alley wall behind angel’s share while he ruthlessly slams his cock into your stretched cunt, one of your thighs messily pulled over his hips while the other desperately tries to keep you upright with how good he’s fucking you. “how about you show me, darknight hero?” he’s powerless, weak, you were exquisite from where you’re blinking up at him — so beautiful on the end of his cock and he’s never felt so bested by anyone in his life like he does you.
“i f-fear i won’t be able to hold myself back.” “then don’t.” your reply is quick, making diluc grunt with the next intoxicating squeeze of your cunt around him — like you’re trying to convince him to let his desire for you consume him, even just for a night. his grip suddenly turns bruising as he keeps you pressed against him—your body jolting with each crushing thrust, driven by the weight of his trained body and you mewl, shamelessly when he glides along the sweet spots inside you that have you trembling, pretty tears gathering at your lashes.“shhh.. i don’t want us to be interrupted, sweetheart. ughhh.. i’m not done with you.”
the blunt head of diluc’s cock is kissing every part of you and you feel it thicken, throb inside you’re already clenching walls despite his words. you toss your head back against the wall, jolting when he suddenly slides a hand between your two bodies—the other squeezing your thigh to keep you upright as he messily rubs at your clit. “archons.. you are, beautiful.” the sensitive bud is already swollen and puffy from the grind of his pelvis, and you feel him press his lips to yours in the hopes of swallowing the pretty sounds you’re making for him. “is the darknight hero really a softie?” “only for you, it seems.”
・✶ ｡ﾟAL-HAITHAM
there was something alluring about al-haitham, the looks he’d send you as he made his way around the akademiya. you’d expect him to be a little more reserved as the scribe, so lead by example as a scholar but he’s just as daring as he is handsome, and he could never resist the sight of your pretty pussy spread around his cock.
“haitham.. you’re going to get us caught!” you gasp from where al-haitham is grinding his cock into your cunt, one of his biceps hooked around your hips as he keeps you pressed to the bookcase in a secluded corner of the akademiya. “oh, is that right? but i’m not the one being so loud, am i?” he grunts as his sharp gaze cuts through you — blown and heavy lidded followed by a deliberately, sharp push of his cock inside of you that feels like it reaches even deeper than it already was. you know despite his words, he wants you to be louder — to let him hear the pretty sounds he can dig up out of you.
“it’s not my fault you looked so irresistible, sweetheart. weren’t you the one who told me you couldn’t wait until we got home, or was that a lie?” al-haitham’s voice is wound so tight as he grits his teeth, the rut of his hips only growing heavier with the need that he feels lick at his spine — every thrust jostling the book case behind you as you try to grab onto his shoulders to keep yourself steady. “n-no, i needed you—fuck.” your voice comes out needier than you expected and you hear him chuckle in response, still finding the energy to tease you despite the spark of his orgasm in his abdomen.
“oh yeah? then let me feel you cum.. that’s what you wanted after all, right?” it’s almost a challenge, but his words are followed by a particularly sharp thrust of his cock before one of his hands smoothes between your thighs. you feel his fingers take their place between your folds, rubbing your puffy clit in sticky circles until he can feel you twitch around him, squeezing so tight it’s like you’re trying to milk him, your words reducing you to mumbled moans of his name and heavy breathes as his cock pushes against your sweet spots perfectly. “oh? don’t hold back on me now, sweetheart.”
・✶ ｡ﾟCYNO
you always thought it was charming how easily you could wind up cyno, when the adrenaline after a fight is still coursing through his veins and the first featherlight touch of your fingers along his bare chest has him heavy lidded. his cock twitching behind his uniform as he clears his throat to stifle a groan. “we should get going..” “not yet”
“hm, was this your plan to get me to rest?” cyno asks from where he’s sat beneath you, resting against one of the larger rocks in the desert as you grind yourself down on his cock — letting it kiss along your sweet spots as you his body rocks seamlessly with yours. he’s trying his best to remain composed but it’s almost melting entirely with the next tight, needy twitch of your walls around him, making him choke on a sharp groan as his hips meet each of your movements with eager humps of his own. “maybe, but i think you needed this just as much as i did.”
“you know i would.. n-never decline your offer.” it was so intoxicating watching the former general mahamatra crumble beneath you, his toes curling in the sand as he presses himself deeper against the brick behind him — trying to bite down on his lower lip as to not alert any enemies who could be lurking near by. “you sure you’re not just as needy as i am?” you gasp as you bounce yourself along his cock, pushing your chest closer against cyno’s exposed one as you feel his nails dig crescent moons into your skin — so overwhelmed by the pleasure that you always seem to dig out of him.
“heh, maybe.. after all, you might just be my weakness it seems.” he’s already so close, feeling something other than the desert heat burst and warm along his thighs as he trembles on a thrust, pulling you closer as he hooks his arms around your waist. the back and forth stutter of cyno’s hips into yours only grows needier, a little more desperate with the heat of desire sparking along his veins, your finger twisting in his hair as he lets his head fall back to moan. “ugh.. but i guess we can rest a little.”
・✶ ｡ﾟKAEDEHARA KAZUHA
anyone who didn’t really know kazuha would think that he polite and well behaved, but you knew that he was a tease because you were the one who had to deal with his neediness. feeling his wrapped fingertips trace their way up the inside of your thigh underneath the dinner table while he gives you a good-natured, innocent grin.
“oh, what’s all this from?” kazuha hums in your ear as he presses himself into your side, his tone a smooth whisper despite the teasing lilt that laces it as his fingers swipe through your folds underneath the table. your hands are gripping the edge as you both sit surrounded by his shipmates, but you feel like you’re about to lose your mind when you feel the blonde next to you slip his index finger into your flexing cunt. hearing an almost pleased chuckle from his lips when he’s not met with much resistance, and you can only suck your lower lip between your teeth in an attempt to stifle your moan.
“it’s like you’re sucking me right in, you’re so wet.” you couldn’t lie that you loved the way kazuha worshiped your body, always finding himself blown away by every part of you. but that also meant that it was hard for him to keep his hands off of you when you always looked so irresistible to him. “s-someone might see.” you gasp as you try to close your thighs around his wrist, but the featherlight touch of his other hand makes you melt when he squeezes at your thighs to keep you spread. “don’t worry about that, this sight is only for me ofcourse.”
your eyes are unfocused as you try to look around for any prying eyes, but you can still sense the dreamy look on kazuha’s face as he gazes at you, pushing another finger in to join the first before he’s angling them against the sweet spot inside of you, the one that has your thighs twitching and a pleasurable heat building in your stomach. you feel like you might pass out with how good you feel, a needy mewl escaping from your pursed lips as you try to cover it up with a cough — drawing some unwanted attention before you feel your boyfriend’s lips press against your ear, seizing the opportunity to avoid suspicion. “oh? are you doing okay? how about i take you to my room and you can rest with me a little?”
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: he's such a whore, always wanting to suck you off or bounce on your dick like the slut he is. oh well, you don't mind fucking him until he can't walk anymore.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): mxm, cum ( lots of it lmao ), anal sex, rough sex, blowjobs ( receiving and giving ), face-fucking, overstimulation, cumming inside, mind break, chest fondling, chest fucking, office sex, riding ( sex position ), cum inflation, cum on face, keeping cum inside, doggy style ( sex position ), size kink, heat ( dragon ), dragon tail and horns, virgin boy, mating press ( sex position ), nipple play, maso-sadist play, hair-pulling, sex toys, elemental play, breeding kink, outdoors sex, gentle sex, tentacles, degrading, praise kink, somnophilia, servicing, puppy play, collars, aphrodisiacs, brat taming, sex addiction
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: male
𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: such a whore ー jvla ( slowed )
yes, my blog at this point is just me being horny over 2-D men, and no, i have no shame. also, this is like my third time writing for male readers, so uhh y'all with dicks or identify as men come get y'all's juice
this took so long omg,,,istg my brain is gonna melt bc of how much i've put into this shitshow
also part 2 here bc i know y'all thirsty as fuck
nsfw below!
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who shyly rides you, biting his now reddened lips to keep his embarrassing moans in, digging his nails into your biceps as he feels his orgasm coming. only then will you hear his cute whimpers, as he begs for you to hurry up and kiss him. when you comply, he bounces much more quickly, desperately chasing his orgasm and taking your fat cock as deep as it can go.
he's so inexperienced and can barely take your cock into his throat without gagging. you have to guide him yourself, sighing from the pleasure of his hot mouth wrapping around your throbbing length. you don't know if it's just the pleasure getting to your head, but his mouth is just so damn hot, it's practically making you melt. and archons if you cum down his throat, he can barely swallow the thick load without pulling off and getting the spurts of hot release all over his pale face and his fiery red locks.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who gets fucked in his tavern after it's been closed for the night and everyone has gone home for the night. so there's no one to witness him being bent over the counter and moaning as you ruthlessly fuck him. there's no one to see him getting your cock shoved down his throat, your fingers tangled into his red hair as you use his tight throat like it's your personal cocksleeve. and there's no one to see him enjoying it all, milking your cock from its worth and moaning like a bitch in heat.
he gets so cockdrunk that if he finds an article of your clothing scattered in his room while you're out, he ends up jerking off, holding the clothing up to his nose and inhaling your smell. he just misses you a lot, but is just too embarrassed to admit it to your face. if you walk in on him during one of his, ahem, sessions, he practically dies on the spot and scrambles to cover himself. a " what are you doing? i don't think you're yet, hmm?" has his go still, and his cock spring back to life. he ends up jerking off with you watching his every movement, and his moans are much louder than usual. hmph, he likes this. what a perverted man.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who falls apart when you cum inside of his tight ass, his oversensitive and trembling walls feeling every single spurt of hot liquid pouring into him. what embarrasses him further is how he's pushing his ass against your crotch, like he's eagerly wanting your cum deep in his ass. if you decide to keep going and fill him to the absolute brim, he becomes a mess, his stomach feeling so heavy from the copious amounts of cum deep inside of him.
you like to fondle his incredibly well-built body, from his pecs to his biceps, and even his back muscles. of course, you only do it in extreme amounts when it's just to the two of you, but you'll occasionally do so out in public when no one is looking. he has to hide any and all reactions when your hand cups his crotch, slowly rubbing when no one is looking, and then deal with the aftereffects and keep anyone from seeing the bulge in his pants from your lewd actions.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who is so soft for you and loves you, although he doesn't verbally say it. rather, he shows it through how tightly he holds you close to him, and how passionately his lips mold against yours, even while pleasure racks his body. he just adores you so much and will do just about anything for your pleasure, even if he finds it embarrassing.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who becomes your personal cumdump, getting ruthlessly fucked and filled with your hot cum until he can't hold in the milky liquid anymore. a good majority of it ends up leaking out of his slutty hole and dribbling down his shaking thighs. he'll try to hurriedly scoop it back inside but ends up smearing it even more. if it weren't for your arms holding him up and his barely lucid grip on the nearby ledge, he'd have slumped onto the ground already.
after being fucked in a deserted alleyway away from the prying eyes of Mondstadt citizens, rather than attempting to squeeze out the copious amounts of cum, he scoops what he can back inside. with a teasing grin, he saunters out like nothing ever happened, and goes about his day, smiling and cheerfully greeting his acquaintances, but little do they know how your cum has already dribbled out and left a sticky mess on the inside of his tight pants. he's lucky people pay to his chest rather than his flat ass and no one can see his hips shift as he attempts to stop your cum from sliding out.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who gets fucked in his own office, whether it be initiated by him or you. he happily bounces on your fat cock, sloppily kissing you as lewd smacking fills the room. he eggs you on, asking if you're gonna cum, and telling you to cum in his slutty ass. if you tire for even a minute, he takes the reigns, gripping the chair handles and slamming his hips down all the way, eager to have your milky cum fill him up.
he likes to wake you up by sucking you off, not caring whether or not you're awake. all he wants is to have you, even if you're sluggishly mumbling out some garbled response while he's slurping away on your throbbing erection. and no, he doesn't care if you have morning breath, since he'll just wave it away and peck your lips before returning to his self-proclaimed "breakfast."
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who fucks your cock in between his well-built pecs, squeezing them together as tight as he possibly can. he teasingly asks you if you love his chest and if it feels good, before offering to make it feel even better. you raise an eyebrow, before nodding, and stifling a moan as he lewdly slurps and licks your weeping cock head, purposefully moaning and sending pleasurable vibrations throughout your fat cock.
he gets so weak in his knees when you fuck him gently, pressing kisses underneath his pretty lashes as your cock is pushed in all the way. it may not look like it, but he craves true and genuine affection, although he does quite a good job at hiding it. so when you kiss his sweaty palm with nothing but a happy smile on your lips, he melts. so don't be surprised if he gets clingy and refuses to not only let go, but he won't stop feverishly kissing you.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who loves it anytime you bend him over and fuck him oh so harshly, degrading him and calling him your whore, even pulling his long blue locks as you pound into him. but he loves it when you're gentle with him, and will happily milk your hot cum, telling you how much he loves your cock and how much he loves you.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who gets fucked in doggy style, lewdly moaning as your balls slap repeatedly against his sweaty assーyou're so big, he swears you're reaching his belly from how deep you're fucking him. he cries out when you pull on his long chocolate-brown hair, the pain being drowned out by the pleasure of your fat cock spilling cum deep inside his ass.
he goes into a rut about once a year, and he very noticeable gets clingier, but only when the two of you are alone together. he seeks out your company, pushing his face into the nape of your neck and inhaling your smell. once you become aware of his rather lewd situation, you join him in your shared bedroom, and what ensues is pure filth. no longer feeling the need to maintain his appearance, for now, his horns and tail make an appearance, glowing with gold and excitement. you spend the next few days pumping him full of cum, breeding his tight ass, and keeping his face pushed into a pillow. when you tire, he pounces on you and gladly rides you, jerking himself off as he bounces wildly. neither of you will be able to walk for a while after this.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who is surprisingly good at sucking you off, able to deepthroat your fat cock all the way till your crotch meets his lips. he does anything to ensure your pleasure, squeezing down the walls of his tight throat, sucking in his cheeks to make you cum faster. all while you're trying so hard not to cum from how damn good he is, gripping his head and thrusting your hips forward. you make sure to keep his head in place when you finally cum, your vision is filled with white as the archon's mouth and throat are filled with your thick cum.
when he's much more comfortable, he lets you see and touch his horns and tail, each feeling smooth and cool to the touch. you have so many questions, and he can provide them. before he knows it, you have him bent over the couch, your hand harshly gripping his tail and tugging on it as you force his ass back to meet your crotch. and dear archons if you grip his hornsーno he doesn't get aroused, they're literally keratin, but it makes you fuck him harder with better leverage to grab onto.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who just wants to kiss and hold you, even while you're fucking him stupid. it surprises you at first, especially with how he refuses to let go and won't let his lips off from yours. it becomes a mess of teeth grinding together and your saliva mixing and dribbling down your chins. even while you're pounding into him like a jackhammer, and his cum is spurted all over his pretty tummy, he still has a vice-like grip around your neck.
it's always fun pulling back his collar and dropping several wriggling tentacles down his shirt and pulling back, watching the ex-archon shudder and whimper as they begin to play with his body. you turn his front towards you and can very much see the slimy appendages' movementsーnamely the way they're sucking on his pretty nipples. he suddenly lets out a stifled moan as he nearly topples forward, his hips shaking feverishly. he starts moaning, telling you that "t-they're -all the way in-!" he's trying so hard to keep himself composed, but it's hard when he has tentacles sucking on his nipples and curling so deep inside of his ass, he can practically feel them in his stomach. he's so cute like this.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who may seem like he'd be the one who fucks you dumb and pumped full of cum, but in reality, the ex-archon is the one who gets fucked like a slut, pumped so full of your thick cum that he swears his doughy tummy is bulging. despite his rather old age, he can take you for a long time and he'll gladly be your fuck toy. but he does like it when you kiss and cuddle him afterward and he'll nuzzle into your neck, too exhausted to even bother pulling out your fat cock from the confines of his cum-filled ass.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who gets taken in a mating press, his golden eyes rolling into the back of his head as your balls slap against his pretty ass, your cock fucking him open over and over. he's making the cutest fucked out face as he tries to comprehend the intense pleasure raking through his lithe body, but you pump him full of cum yet again, filling him up even more. he soon follows suit and cums all over his pretty tummy, thinking that it's doneーbut you're far from done fucking your cute little yaksha.
he has the cutest moans you've ever heardーthey're so breathy and feminine that one could mistake him for a girl getting pounded open. it's so much more different from his very gruff and cold voice that others are accustomed to hearing. and what would everyone say if they heard the vigilant yaksha himself moaning like a bitch in heat as he gets overstimulated till his mind goes blank?
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who has absolutely no experience under his belt and as such doesn't really know where to begin. sure he knows the basics, but that's about it. so of course you'll train your pretty baby and have him experience all of the kinky shit you get up to. and dear lord, what training it is. the poor yaksha is jerked off and fingered open so many times that he can barely even think anymore, let alone walk without his doughy thighs trembling.
his pretty nipples are surprisingly sensitive, and even you were rather caught off guard by his high-pitched moan when your fingertips grazed the little nubs. but now that you know a sensitive spot of his, you're not letting that knowledge go to waste. he's practically tortured with this and he now has to deal with you playing with his pretty nipples any chance you getーhe cums in his pants if you pinch and toy with them long enough.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who thinks lapping his pretty tongue all over your fat cock counts as a blowjob. they're little kitten licks, and he stares at the throbbing, leaking member with something akin to fascination if one could call it that. that changes, however, when you grow tired of his little licks and shove your fat cock all the way down his throat. he gags loudly as your cock wrenches open his tight throat, and does his best to accommodate to the feeling of his throat being fucked open. and when you finally cum, groaning at you do so, he's crying out as the hot creamy liquid pours down his throat.
he can't handle any amount of pleasure, since it just feels so damn overwhelming and new to him. you could just breathe hotly on the tip of his ear and he whimpers so cutely. as such, he tends to moan quite loudly as you fuck him into the sheets and tries to muffle his noises by grabbing the nearest pillow and biting into the thin fabric. unbeknownst to him, you just find that even more arousing and adorable, and you end up fucking him even harder, which in turn makes him moan louderーwell you get the gist.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who clings onto any sort of affection you give him, glowing brightly when you rub his head, and if he could purr, he would. he also clings tightly onto you whenever you fuck him against the nearest surface, burying his face into the crook of your neck to silence his adorable moans. it's always so much fun pushing him past his limits and breaking him. he's your precious and adorable yaksha, and you'll fuck him into oblivion.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who is a filthy slut that gets off to getting his ass handed to him in a fight. fights give him such a huge rush of adrenaline and he is absolutely addicted to that feeling. so when you completely beat him fair and square, he's practically cumming in his pants like a teenager. and he's grinning widely, a bulge and wet patch visible on his crotch as he looks up at you with arousal and excitement.
he's an absolute masochist and goes crazy if you bring any type of arousing pain into the bedroom. the ginger loves it with you spank him, fuck him hard, step on his cockーthe list goes on. he loves it when you pull his hair and force his head backward, his dull azure eyes meeting your own eyes as your hips meet his bouncing ass. you swear that you can see hearts replace his once circular pupils as you continue to fuck into him.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who gets his slutty hole stretched open by your fat cock and the toys he has scattered around his room. he's already drooling like crazy when you have his torso pushed down and his ass pulled upwards. but he goes still when he feels something hard prodding at his already filled hole, but lets out a choked groan as you shove in the generously sized dildo, only barely slowing down your thrusts. the stinging stretch of his tight ass only makes him even more aroused if that's even possible, and he begs to be stuffed even more.
you use his tight throat as your personal fuck toy, gripping his short hair as you facefuck him senseless. his throat is so damn tight and hot around your cockーit clamps down so tightly around you that you nearly cum early from his slutty mouth alone. he doesn't even mind it either, bobbing his head and fondling your balls, desperate to feel your creamy load down his throat.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who pervertedly uses the electro from his delusion while he's purposefully jerking himself off right in front of you, using the small sparks of deep purple to send tingles all throughout his body, and his throbbing cock. he'll even bury his fingers in his pretty hole and give himself shocks, causing him to lewdly moan from the overwhelming sensations, and your sharp eyes watching him all the while. he ends cumming all over himself from how much it overwhelms his senses.
the ginger-haired man loves it when you breed his tight ass. errーwell, he loves the feeling of your cum spilling into his tight assーhe swears he can feel the copious amounts of hot cum deep in his stomach. he will milk you completely dry until you're absolutely spent, lewdly fucking himself on your cock for hours on end and in so many various positions. even after he's finally exhausted himself, he refuses to remove your cock unless he absolutely has to. and when he does, he gets addicted to the feeling of being so full, his ass stuffed heavy with your cum and jostling around inside of him.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who loves it when you absolutely break him, your harsh thrust bringing a mind-numbing orgasm that racks his entire body and turns his brain into a lust-hazed mush. he loves it when you still keep fucking up into him, even while you're still cumming inside of him. he doesn't bother stopping your harsh treatment, in fact, he encourages it, as he enjoys the stinging sensation of your palm against his bouncing cheeks. but he will speak up if he isn't comfortable and will instead take it slower than before.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who gets his body practically folded in half, his knees pushed back to his broad shoulders when he decided to be a bit cheeky for once, and ends up getting fucked like a whore. However, he enjoys the reversed power dynamics and just likes to let himself be fucked dumb until he can't think anymore.
his bodysuit, if you remove his cape, is incredibly form-fitting, and only serves to make you even hornier. it gives off such a nice view of his nice body and his cute butt. so it shouldn't come as a surprise when you start fondling him, squishing his ass while your other hand busies itself with grabbing his now visible bulge and squeezing. his entire form trembles as his hand grips your wrist, but only barely. you both know he enjoys having his most sensitive parts fondled, but you will stop if he asks.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who gets plowed against a tree out where anyone could see him getting fucked like a bitch in heat. he tries so hard to keep his moans in, but a particular thrust to his poor overstimulated prostate has him reeling, and in seconds he's cumming all over the rough bark of the tree, moaning so cutely. what drives him crazy is how his already stuffed walls can feel even more copious amounts of your cum being forced in, even though there's no more room inside of him left. what he can't fit ends up gushing out onto the emerald grass below, leaving a pool of sticky, pearly liquid.
it's always nice coming home after an exhausting day at work and walking into your bedroom to see your precious bough keeper, all tied up and pretty for you to play with. archons knows how long he's been like this, his legs forced open as slimy tentacles curl themselves deep inside of his pretty hole, pushing him beyond his limits. his cock is smeared with previous lewd orgasms, as well as his pretty tummy. you debate which part of him you want to use as your cocksleeve, all the while he's squirming about, trying to run away from the overwhelming feelings of pleasure shooting throughout his body. you pause, before lining up your fat cock against his already stuffed hole and after a beat passes, you shove yourself into the tight heat awaiting you.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who actually cried when you took him gently and lovingly, crystalline tears falling down his reddened cheeks as he's overwhelmed by emotions. you're obviously panicking because, well, it's dainsleif. the man isn't exactly known for outwardly expressing his expressions. you frantically offer to stop and drop everything, but he leans forward and seals his lips against yours. hugging you tightly against his bare body. he begs you not to leave him, that he's just so happy to be with you, and that he doesn't want to stop. you ended up making love to him that gentle night.
the blonde wakes up to the feeling of his pretty cock twitching and streaks of previous unknown orgasms glistening on his fair skin, and his hole now being thrust into over and over, his oversensitive walls clenching down on your cock. he's still in a sleepy daze, so his cute noises are more audible, like his breathy moans and whimpers as you hit his oversensitive prostate and your cum fills him up to the near brim yet again. he's too sleepy to even try and resist so he lies back and lets it happenーhe can clean himself out later.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who will gladly do anything to make you happy, servicing you in any way possible. even if it means you using all of his tight holes and muscular body as your personal cocksleeve. he obediently swallows up your cum as you fuck his throat, even going so far as to milk you several times in a row. he'll let you fuck him in all sorts of lewd and perverted positions, growing more pleasure-delirious as your cum fills up his tight assーhe swears he can feel you in his stomach from how deep and hard you fuck him.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who can barely handle the pleasure of your hand wrapping around his adorable cock as he fucks your fist, his hips desperately and pathetically rutting up and chasing his orgasm. he cries out when you slip your fingers into his puckering hole, the textured tips curling into his pretty prostate. the samurai can do nothing but continue to fuck your ever-tightening fist while your fingers continuously stretch him open and rub against his prostate.
he gets aroused from the subtle but heavy actions, like your hand seemingly innocently resting on his thigh, when in fact they trace slow circles, making shiver as you edge closer and closer to his clothed sex, only for you to pull back down and start all over. or when you gently tuck stray locks behind his ear, when you purposefully trace the shell of his ear as slowly as you can, playing it off like a cute romantic gesture. don't be surprised if your pretty samurai ends up clinging onto you more than before.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 whose nipples have been sucked on so many times that he has to actually stop you, with a reddened face, because the pretty nubs are so tender and sore. when they finally heal up, you're back to suckling on them, your teeth tugging on the now pebbled bubs. he lets you do so, knowing that you're too aroused to be pulled away, and settles for stroking your head while trying to hide any noises from your eager ears.
he gets so embarrassed when you slap your fat cock against his cheek, impatiently urging him to suck you off already. the samurai holds much preference for sucking on the leaking head, while he wraps his hands around the rest of your throbbing erection. but he does his best to deepthroat you, his pretty lashes fluttering as tears well up. please pet him, he loves it when you silently give him your affections as he pleasures you.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who rides you with his back to you, his cute ass rippling with each lewd bounce he makes as he openly moans. you have a tight grip on his elbows, pulling him back down each time with each bounce. he's too fucked out to even care about what perverted things you're doing this timeーhe's desperately chasing his orgasm, his tongue loosely hanging out of his mouth. and he isn't exactly quiet, his feminine moans echo out around you as he angles himself for your fat cock to hit his oversensitive prostate.
you've nearly gotten him addicted to the feeling of your cock filling up his tight ass, to the point of where he'll innocently sit on your lap, your arms wrapped around his stomach. but in reality, your cock is buried deep within his tight walls, throbbing and twitching from the vice-like grip his velvety walls have on you. he'll teasingly shift his hips, causing you to dig your nails in his doughy thighs as his walls twitch and spasm around your cock. he whimpers when you finally cum, and you can't see it, but he has a very satisfied smile upon his soft, rosy lips.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who is your cute little bunnyーevery little noise he makes, or every single reaction he gives when you angle yourself just right and hit his oversensitive prostateーforcing him to moan and cry as you fuck him open on your cock. it all just makes you wanna fuck your bunny until he breaks and can only be nothing but a lewd hole for you to fuck and fill with cum.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who gets gifted a pretty little collar, since he's such a misbehaved puppy who gets too overexcited. it even came with a nice leash too, since he'll need to be directed back to what he needs to do of course. and that's usually when you're fucking your lewd puppy from behind, tugging on the collar to keep him from passing out from the endless amounts of pleasure that give to him, and to make sure that he doesn't lose his grip.
he gets so embarrassed when you slap your cock in between his pecs, stammering as the hot member throbs against his skin. his cute face is so red that it practically resembles a tomato as you slide your fat cock in between them, but he can't bring himself to look away from it. when you finally cum, he's left with the pearly liquid all over his chest and face, and he clumsily begins to swipe it up whatever he can on his finger and lick it up.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who is trained to be a good puppyーbeing fucked against every surface and in every position possible while being your cute cumdump. he gets a treat if he's been a good boy, and that usually includes him sucking you off and being able to swallow up all your cum, or getting fucked so many times he breaks. but of course, he does have lots of punishments under his beltーgetting overstimulated until his brain turns into mush, or being edged for hours on end.
he goes into a daze right after he's cum, and it's the cutest thing ever. it's like his brain can't handle the feeling of all this pleasure from his ass, and the heavy feel of your cum filling him up. he can't even stop you from thrusting; he's too fucked out from his orgasm. but your cute puppy eventually snaps out of it soon after, and he whimpers as he realizes you haven't stopped thrusting, only slowing down a little. he tries to whine for you to slow down, but you've angled your fat cock to perfectly hit his prostate, so he can't do anything but take your cock and be a good boy.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who gets aphrodisiacs slipped into his food while he's playing his cute hot pot game with you. he doesn't notice until far after the game is over, and he looks so out of it, his cheeks burning red as he takes in deep breaths, trying to figure out what's happening. you, of course, brush your fingers against his smooth cheek, offering to help him with his little "problem" down there. next thing he knows, he's being put in a mating press, your heavy balls slapping against his ass as you fuck him into oblivion. he can't even be mad, because it just feels so damn goodーhe can practically see stars from all the overwhelming pleasure.
it's become a habit to tie your adorable housekeeper to the bed, dropping tentacles onto his bare body and watching as they begin to play with his lewd body. while two busy themselves with his pretty nipples, another is busy swallowing up his cute cock, and the othersーwell, they've been curling deeper inside of him while you watched. he lets out choked cries and garbled moans as they wrench another orgasm out of him, and he's too oversensitive to even run away. and you aren't exactly helping eitherーyou shoved your cock down his throat moments ago and you're too busy fucking his tight walls to even give him relief from the overstimulation.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who is such a good boy, eagerly sucking you off when you ask him, and he does such a good job at it tooーputting so much effort into deepthroating you and making sure that you feel so good. he'll even wrap his legs around your waist, catching you off guard when he starts begging for you to cum inside, whining that he really wants to feel your cum inside of him, so please cum inside. and well, good puppies deserve treats, no?
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who nearly got caught while you were fucking him against his desk, his important documents long forgotten as you plow into him with no restraint. a knock on the door caught his attention, and his little sister's soft voice resounded through the thin sliding doors. while he pokes his head through the open doors, assuring his sister that of course, he's alright, just taking a nice stretch from all his hard work. while he's busy talking, you sneakily slid yourself inside of him, and you have to say, he does quite the good job at keeping his moans in as your fat cock pries open his tight walls yet again.
when an attendant or ayaka comes into his office, asking where he went off to, you tell them that he went on a walk for some fresh air and that he'd be back in a few minutes or so. after they leave, you lean back, his pretty blue eyes meeting yours with minuscule tears welling up in them. you grin down at him as he chokes on your cock, his groans sending pleasurable vibrations through the throbbing member. he's been doing good so far, just a bit more and he'll be properly deepthroating you in no time!
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who gets a special reward after all the hard work he's had to go through due to his position as the head of the Kamisato Clan. he has such a huge burden on his shoulders, but not to worry! you'll help relieve his stress the best you can! although, it usually involves you fucking him with his leg thrown over your shoulder, and he's left to cover his mouth to keep his pretty moans as your cock hits his prostate over and over.
he's obviously a virgin since he's been far too busy to even pleasure himself, much less find someone else for that. so you have to be careful when you slide your fingers inside of him, otherwise, he'll be in quite a lot of pain. he dug his nails into your skin as his ass stretched open to accommodate the foreign feeling. when you finally sink your cock into his tight walls. he literally came all over his doughy stomach, gritting his teeth and wrenching his eyes closed, tears welling up inside of them. he won't unwrap his arms from around your neck, even after he's gotten used to the feeling of your fat cock pulsing inside of him.
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who rides you when he's in a more teasing mood, slyly grinning as he rolls his hips to order to push your throbbing erection even deeper inside of him. he'll pat his stomach, telling you how he can feel you so so deep inside of him and telling you to hurry up and cum inside his tummy. just to further rile you up, he'll call you a good boy as you cum, stifling his moans by biting his lip. even after that, he'll encourage you to keep going, wanting to be filled further with your thick cum.
he enjoys it a little too much when you pull on his long, silver-blue locks as you thrust wildly into him. the stinging pain only serves to further arouse him, and he swears he can see stars from how good it feels. it doesn't matter if you're tugging on his long locks while he's sucking you off, or if you're doing while fucking him from behind, he's probably going to push you down and ride you himself, his horniness going through the roof.
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who looks so prim and properーgently smiling as sakura petals lazily drift past him, framing his handsome face perfectly. but behind closed doors, he acts like a bitch in heat, sloppily sucking you off, desperate to have you cum down his tight throat. he'll even cockwarm you after you cum inside him for the nth time, stupidly grinning at the heavy feeling of your cum inside of him.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is an absolute brat, snapping at the people around him for petty reasons, or just because he woke up and chose violence that day. so it makes sense for him to expect to be fucked relentlessly until his tummy is bulging from the copious amounts of cum inside of him, and he can't even stand with his legs wobbling. hell, he'll even have to walk around with your cum still stuffed inside of him for the entire day.
you'll fold his legs over so his ankles are on either side of his head, while you squat and dip your cock into his tight ass. he's visibly protesting at the embarrassing position, and is eyeing down your throbbing erection down until the moment it's sheathed all the way inside. he's letting out choked moans and whimpers as you pound him into him without restraint, your heavy balls slapping against his ass as his vision becomes blurry from all of the pleasure filling his veins. when the two of you finally cum, he ends up cumming all over his cute face and tummy, moaning loudly from the feeling of yours shooting deep inside.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who can get so pleasure drunk that his mind breaks from all of the overwhelming feelings, and he ends up becoming a lewd little slut for you to fuck. he's so cheeky when he goes into this mode, grinning as he rests his cheek on your pecs while his hips slam up and down on your fat cock. he's surprisingly lovey-dovey, telling you how much he loves you and how good your cock makes him feel.
making him suck you off really makes your day since he's so short, and when compared to your fat cock, it's almost questionable how you even fit yourself down his throat. but he somehow manages, almost like it's an utmost priority that he has to do, and he doesn't stop until he gets what he wants. and that usually involves him choking on your cock, gagging as he takes it deeper and deeper until his nose meets your crotch. it's so damn tight and hot, so you end up face-fucking him into oblivion until you finally cum. in which you keep his head taut and in place until you're done pouring your creamy cum down his throat, and finally pull him off.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who gets used as your guinea pig for your cute tentacles that you've always wanted to try out. he scoffs, finding it stupid that you can't use them on yourself, but hmph, whatever, can't hurt, he supposes. next thing he knows, the slimy appendages are curling around his now nude body, toying with his sensitive spots while he does his best to keep his adorable moans in. he can't keep it up for long, however, when a thin appendage slides itself inside of him. And he all but moans as it rubs against his prostate, making him crumble in mere moments.
you once slipped a fat tentacle inside of him, the stretch somewhat unbearable as it wriggles further inside of him. he does his best to not show his surprise as the head presses against his throbbing walls in all of the right ways. he has to lean against the wall every few seconds because he just can't get used to having to walk around and being stuffed so fully like this. it gets even worse as the day drags on, the tentacle occasionally squirming about and pressing right up against his prostate. he doesn't even try and open his mouth, because he knows that he's going to moan as soon as he does.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is your cute little brat that disobeys every single little thing, and gets punished for it. it's so fun to break him with pleasure until he can no longer think anymore and gets to be your cute bratty cumdump. even after you're done using his body like a cocksleeve, he'll have to walk around with the heavy feeling of cum inside of him, which threatens to dribble out if he's not careful enough. he's lucky he intimidates his subordinates so much that they're too scared to even pay attention to his wobbling knees or his swollen belly.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who is the prettiest boy everーpeering up at you underneath his fluttering lashes and through his watering eyes as his mouth wraps around your leaking head, gingerly sucking on the reddened tip. he's on his knees, while you sit on a plush loveseat, and it's honestly the best way to relax after a day of running countless errands. sighing as you run your fingers through his soft blonde locks, you tug him even further on your cock, making him gag from the intrusion in his throat.
he gets fucked so much that he's started to become addicted to the pleasure entirely. if he gets just a moment alone with you, he pounces on you, hurriedly fumbling with your belt as he tries to yank away the cloth barrier that's keeping him from his most favorite treat. when your cock finally springs out, he wastes no time in mounting you, giddily smiling from the pleasurable stretch and the way your cock rubs against his walls in just the right ways.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who has very little experience in knowing what to do, and when you hold your throbbing erection near his cheek, his fair skin now stained with a glob of your pre-cum. and due to his inexperience, he ended up pulling off when you told him in between groans that you were cumming, and he ended up with thick, pearly splatters all over his face and hair too. he's so confused and panicked when your limp cock has now stood back up again, and you ask him to do it again.
he prefers being taken in classic missionary styleーhe really loves looking into your eyes gently as you fuck him into the mattress; it just makes everything sentimental for him. that and he can wrap his legs around your waist and trap you there, forcing you to spill your heavy cum deep inside of him. but he isn't against being taken from behind, since it means you can jerk him off while thrusting into him with little restraint.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who becomes a plaything for your pretty tentacles, since he's just so cute and adorable and you can't help but want to use him lewdly until he breaks. his ears are one of his weak points, along with his pretty nipples, so when you dump the slimy, wriggling appendages on his naked body, those are the spots they almost immediately go for. they'll even spread open his legs for you, providing you with a nice opening to fuck him in while the tentacles do their job and further his pleasure until he breaks.
he follows every single command you request him to do, even if it's absolutely embarrassing, such as sloppily fucking himself dumb on either a silicone dildo or one of your girthy tentacles. either way, he gets so red that you swear you can see steam coming off his cute face, but he still obliges, whimpering as the appendage slides into his pretty hole with little resistance. he ends up getting so into it that he openly moans, his feminine noises echoing loudly in the room as he jerks himself off. he's acting like a bitch in heat, and you enjoy it to the max.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who will always get spoiled with pleasure no matter what, whether it be lovingly with you gently making love to him throughout the night and smother him with gentle kisses. or it could be purely lewd, with you folding him in half as you fuck your cute traveler into oblivion, filling him up with cum until his belly swells and it gushes out in thick spurts. he's so cute that you can't help but want to break him until he becomes a lewd mess for only you.
Found the sexiest concept in an old fic from a diff fandom but my god I have to share this with you:
A hexed fleshlight. Anything out inside will give your own pussy the same sensations, and you don’t know why or who’s doing it. Imagine if childe got a hold of this fleshlight like omg—
It was a gift for him, wrapped up all neatly on his doorstep. It’s gotta be from the fatui, no doubt, but when he opens it, he immediately thinks it’s a prank and that he should throw it away. But damn, it looks like such a nice quality, and his old pocket pussy ought to be retired by now…what’s the harm? He’s careful in inspecting it, but he’s soon satisfied with a lack of any pepper spray inside or some fluid that could hold a disease. Still, he chooses to use a condom the first time, just in case.
When Childe enters the toy for the first time, a moan is almost immediately ripped out of him. Archons, he thought the fleshlight looked a little small for his huge length, but he’s quickly proven otherwise. The fleshlight almost seems to pulse around him, sucking him deeper, squeezing him tightly. Fuck, he could easily get addicted to this.
He holds nothing back as he pounds into the toy, grasping it so tight his knuckles turn white. His moans and grunts fill the air as he fucks and ducks and ducks into the toy, this toy that seems MADE for him, DESTINED for him, so tight and perfect he could almost imagine it being a real cunt. He cums embarrassingly fast, making quick work of getting rid of his used condom so he could inspect the fleshlight one last time. No…it didn’t look like it had any extra mechanics to it…but then he sees it. Softly glowing runes that brighten as he wriggles a finger inside. Ahh…looks like this toy has a spell over it, something that makes it feel just like a real pussy. Childe smirked at this revelation as he put away the toy, making a mental note to find and thank whoever gave it to him. He peacefully passed out later, blissfully unaware of its effect on you….
Imagine being at work, praying the minutes to go faster as you desperately want to clock out and go home already..! Five more minutes left to your shift, but a strange sensation fills your stomach with butterflies…something prodding at your hole, pushing open your folds and shallowly dipping into you, exploring your insides as you let out soft gasps and moans. What the hell? Is this a weird prank? You quickly glance around, stomach dropping when you realized no body was near you, or looking at you…
Your thighs squeeze reflexively as you feel calloused fingers push deeper and deeper inside, prodding at your cervix before massaging your g-spot. It’s difficult to hold back a keen, eyes rolling back in your head from this unprecedented pleasure. But as soon as it was there, it was gone. These phantom fingers were no longer playing with you and…damn! Still a minute left…well, how much trouble can you really get for leaving a little early?
You ready your things, prepared to get out of there and make a doctor’s appointment as soon as possible. Who the hell has ever heard of anything like this before? Strange, phantom pleasures of being fingered? What?
You’re barely out the door when you freeze in your tracks. Something much…larger…was now pushing into your hole. No, no, no! First these fingers, and now, a cock? Your tear filled eyes whip around, searching for a bathroom to lock yourself in. Surely enough, you find yourself squeezed into a stall, hands clamped around your mouth, trying your hardest to hold back moans and cries. You’re fucked so roughly by this fat, long cock. Each trust has you shaking, hands grasping for a hold as your legs lose their strength. Your walls flutter and clench on this invisible dick that ravishes your plush walls, ticking you so hard and fast you think you might just pass out. Despite its pulsing veins and intense pace, this…person…has no interest in your pleasure. Each rough thrust knocks against your cervix, stretching you out and leaving you screaming. It’s as if you’re being used as a toy. Just some inanimate piece of plastic for somebody to fuck until you’re both senseless.
When it’s done, you’re a mess. Chest heaving, flyaways sticking to your sweaty face. It’s crazy…sick, even, but as you stand up with trembling legs, you quietly hope this all happens again (and soon).
Don’t worry, it will ofc ;;)))) I bet if childe doesn’t use a condom his cum would be immediately absorbed and spit into your pussy too <3333 even better, what if a miscalculation occurs so that whenever childe cums all the cum is doubled or even tripled on the way to you? Ugh I just wanna be filled up to the brim with his cum is that too much to ask??? Yeah but anyways he would def become obsessed with that fleshlight and you’d be a mess every day because of it <333
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WAIT WAIT WAIIIIIT HOLD THE PHONE BECAUSE THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD... ⌚️ ANON DOES IT AGAIN
i think my favorite idea from all of this is the fact that childe would never be able to reasonably deduce that the toy is "connected" to someone else's body— who ever heard of such a thing? a fleshlight that's essentially connected via bluetooth to a real person's pussy?
yeah, right. as far as childe's concerned, it's just a little spell to make the toy feel more "lifelike," if you will— a little enhancement to take it from lifeless plastic to realistic pussy. he almost wants to say that he doesn't care about the specifics; why worry about the spell and any potential consequences when (a) he's already carefully inspected the toy and found nothing wrong with it and (b) it feels so damn good? it's easy to throw caution to the wind when you're enjoying something so much. as a result, he ends up using it whenever he wants and however he wants, regardless of where you are or what you're doing because, as far as he knows, you don't even exist, right?
alright, that's actually probably my second favorite idea, but it connects to my first favorite so it all counts. besides, this whole ask is My Favorite Idea, really. anyways, because childe is blissfully unaware of the fact that his new favorite toy is connected to you, he just goes at it basically whenever and without a single care as to what you may be doing. you could be at work like you were the very first night you experienced the, ah... sensation, you could be in class, you could be with people, you could be alone (if only you could be so lucky), and it'd all be the same to childe, who's just excited to get off after a long, long day of work. sure, some occasions are more... convenient for you than others, but you're always happy whenever it begins all the same.
it doesn't really matter to you that whoever's behind this... arrangement cares little for your pleasure because you still manage to find pleasure amidst it all anyway. maybe it's the simple principle of being used like a toy that gets you going— you're always fucked absolutely senseless by this foreign sensation until you feel your own juices drip down your thighs, pounded so utterly mindless you can hardly manage a word by the time it all fades away (a little too soon, if you're being honest). what i'm trying to say is that the absolute best part about this arrangement is the idea that you're totally and completely powerless to delay it or stop it; whenever it starts, you just have to try to enjoy yourself as much as you can regardless of where you are, what you're doing, or who you're with. sometimes you're lucky enough to be able to slink away to a bathroom or a closet, other times it becomes a test of will to see how well you can control yourself at work in front of customers or in class in front of your classmates.
hopefully nobody sees the large cum stain between your thighs when you stand up... this mystery sensation always leaves such a mess.
wow omg!! im really happy for the 330 followers!! its really nice to know that people like what im doing huhu :") ; im working on the pt2 for "I think im In love" hc's! though, ive been listening to a lot of olivia rodrigo songs and traitor and happier have been my favorite rn!! here you go!
part 2 is here !!
Genshin men when they're falling for someone else while dating you.
✦ft. Childe, Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc.
✦warnings: you are not that someone else, 'someone else' has female pronouns. angst. no comfort. overall sad. not really cheating but theyre in love with that someone else. reader is gn!, breaking up--
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Childe
at first, he told you not to worry since he never saw her like that.
you never believed that but you never questioned it because you knew he would get mad if you pushed it.
you just hoped that he was right
but what you saw yesterday was making you paranoid.
when he was sparring with the person he told you not to worry about, he looked like the happiest he had ever been.
how he looked at her
was exactly how he would look at you before.
how you knew that he would've been better off with her.
tears started rolling off your face when he patted her head just like how he did it with you.
and he was blushing.
just like how he was with you for the first time.
you didn't want to confront him because you knew that if you did, the relationship would be over.
your plan was to just keep quiet but
Childe wanted to talk to you.
"Y/N. I'm sorry. It's been fun but I think that we should see other people." Childe says as you position yourself at your chair.
You froze from his sentence. It was obvious from the start that, you were not for him. It was probably her. You tried your hardest to not let the tears pooling from your eyes spill.
"Why?" you asked while your hands tremble under the table.
"It's not the same anymore. What we had burned out and I'm pretty sure that you'll find someone better."
"...but I want you?"
"Y/N, I-" he was going to finish what he had to say but you already knew what he was going to say. So you complete his sentence.
"-but you don't want me." the tears spill from your eyes and they trace your cheek while Childe looked down to not look at your face. To not feel guilty. You stand up and open the door indicating for him to leave. He understood what you were trying to say and so he stands up and exits your house. But before you close the door you tell him :
"Goodbye, Childe. I wish you the best."
He gives you one last hug and tells you the same. As you close the door your break down and sob. You try to calm yourself down but it didn't work when you saw a photo of you and him together.
the next day was the hardest because while you were overwhelmed with sadness
you saw Childe and her sparring again but in the end of their match, he kissed her forehead and chuckled while he grasped her hand
he was ready to leave you behind for her.
but he wasn't ready to leave her behind for you.
Zhongli
he loved you like how married couples would
but it all changed when he started talking about a certain traveler
it was like your everyday conversations were all about her.
he stopped asking how you were doing,
he stopped greeting you,
but he never stopped doing that with her.
but you trusted him.
he would never do that to you.
but you knew that he was falling for her.
and that he was falling out of love.
it was hard to see it happening first-hand
seeing him fall so hard for her.
like they were fated.
you understood what had to be done
because it was getting too painful.
"Zhongli. I think we should stop seeing each other." you smiled. He was dumb-founded but he also noticed that your eyes were swollen and red. he asked about it and you just smiled back at him. You didn't want him to know that you were spending the whole night crying because of the decision you had to make.
"Did I do something? Did I do anything wrong?" he panicked and you reassured him by holding his face.
"Oh Zhongli, I'm not the person who you'll end up with."
He grabs your hand holding his face and whispers to you "But I love you."
No matter how much love he showed you, you knew that in the end it wasn't you. In the end it was her. That he will be happy with her. It just hurts to see the expressions he shared with you being shared by someone else.
"I can't accept your love when I know your heart already chose someone else." you whispered back. painful. that's what this conversation was. You knew that he loved you, that he was still in love with you but he was also in love with someone else. He might not be able to see that now but someday he will. "You'll thank me for this, one day." you give him one last kiss on the cheek and say your goodbyes.
and you were right.
they were happy together.
it pained you to see him smiling and laughing without you beside him.
but this was the best decision. this is the best decision.
Kaeya
you knew that dating Kaeya wouldn't be easy.
he had a history being mondstadt's playboy.
so you were scared
but he had promised you that he was going to love you like he had never loved anyone else. that you were someone special.
you guessed that she was also special.
when Kaeya came home late and smelled like booze, he latched on to you.
it was cute when he was acting clingy,
but then it wasn't when he didn't call out your name.
he called out hers.
you didn't want to pry into it but
it confused you and scared you so much.
you wanted to investigate who was the name Kaeya had called last night.
and unexpectedly you see him and her together.
wow, he was so in love with her.
anyone could've seen that.
you knew that one day, it'll be over for the both of you.
a scary thought but i guess you could say you were prepared.
and it came. the day came.
"Y/N!" he kisses your cheeks, "I missed you!" he was drunk again. it was the 3rd day in a row where he came home with alcohol in his veins.
"Kaeya, come on. Let's go to bed." you say as he pulls your body downwards. You tumble around because of his weight. It was a quiet way down to the bed you both share, until he said.
"I miss her."
You stopped midway and you ask him once again. "Who's her?"
Kaeya just chuckled and he pushed you making him fall on the floor. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I loved you but I keep getting pulled towards her." he says as you check his body if he had any injuries.
You hold his hand and asked him "What're you saying, Kaeya?"
"I-" he paused and looked at you, straight in the eye "I love her now."
You prayed to the Archons that this day would never come but here you are. Having this same conversation. In Vino Veritas.
"Why are you saying this drunk? Shouldn't we talk about this?" you pleaded and he replied by saying "I can't look you in the eye if we had this conversation while I'm sober. I'm sorry, Y/N."
You clenched your fist and you ran out of the house that night. The next day, when you were grabbing your belongings, Kaeya wasn't there. No matter where you looked, he wasn't anywhere. You place a letter on a nearby table.
he couldn't even say goodbye to you properly.
'what a selfish person you are, kaeya.'
he broke his promise to you.
and he broke you too.
Diluc
you knew that something happened when Diluc started going home with a happy smile on his face.
when you asked him about it,
he just replied with "it's nothing."
you started questioning since he would always tell you what was happening.
but how come he didn't want to tell you about this?
When he'd gone to do expeditions, he'd always write to you
but your recent letter was,
it was short.
he didn't even write his line that he would always put at the very end of his letters
'under the same stars and moon, I whisper to you 'I love you, Y/N."
instead it was just a 'goodbye.'
when he came back to mondstadt, he went straight to the tavern.
when you came to check up on him, you saw him
him blushing in front of this person.
how awkward he was reacting.
how he looked at her, exactly how he would look at you.
so you called his name.
"Diluc?" you called for him, and he looked up from his dreamy gaze. he looked at you so differently. how his gaze changed was so painful. since you knew, that his gaze was not yours now.
"Y/N? Surprised to see you here. Let's take a walk." he hurriedly grabbed your hand. You just followed him. "Diluc, let's go here." you point to the way outside the walls of the city.
You sit on the grass and you tell him to sit as well. He agrees and watches you as you bask in the sun. "You love her, don't you." you break the silence.
"What're you talking about?" he scoffed at you as if you've said something completely outrageous. "Have you seen how you looked at her? Exactly like how you would look at me before." you continue.
"Y/N, that's outrageous. I don't love anyone else except you." he argues with you and you just look at him with some tears falling down your cheeks. "Diluc, the more you deny it, the more it hurts."
Diluc pulls you into his arms but you push him off saying that you wouldn't need that. "I'm not dumb. I can see it because that's how we also looked like. How in love we both looked like."
He looks at you and you ask him once again. "You love her, don't you?"
He hesitantly replied with a "I do."
You always thought you would hear his reply in your wedding. How he would be looking at you, how he would smile as you cried. How he looked so smitten towards you. Not like this.
You swallow your tears and just tell him "Okay."
He apologized for hurting you like this, how selfish and idiotic he was for making you feel like this. He always denied it but he knew that he wasn't in love with you anymore. He didn't have the courage to talk to you about it, didn't have the courage to see you like this.
you burned the letters you received from him
you cried, maybe the smoke got in your eyes.
but that was just an excuse
it hurt seeing the letters you thought were evidences of his love
Hi. I really love your works. Thanks a lot, taking your time writing. I hope you had or have a good.
Ps : i knew Ayato was into exhibition. You just confirm it. I'm sure he could fuck reader while Thoma or anyone else is watching. He's going to force you to watch this person into the eyes while he fucks you hard. Well. Yeah. Sorry for this. Horny thoughts.
Thanks a lot again. Big kisses.
—𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆?
⌕ ayato x reader x thoma
cw: f! reader, exhibition, dom ayato, sub reader, voyeur & subby thoma, dumbification, humiliation, tummy bulge, praise & degrade, facial, overstim, slight choking, breeding, literally just ayato whoring u out lmao •|• WC: 1.5K+
note: thanks I had a great day just bc of ur ask hehe and NEVER apologise for sharing your horny thoughts with me bestie!! I LOVE when ppl send in thirsts like yes spoil me!hoping u have a good day too mwah ‹3 thanks to my precious sunny bun @milflvrr for beta reading this!!
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“Thoma, are you watching?” ayato's voice is laced with a small groan, followed by the stutter of the blond housekeeper, “yes, my lord.”
A gloved hand grabs your jaw, “and what 'bout you, darling?” tilting your head, your eyes met wide blue ones. you'd have thought it's cute how Thoma blushes at the sight in front of him, if only ayato's cock wasn't balls deep inside you, “I want you to look at him while I fuck you,”
It's a struggle, how you try to keep up with his orders but you can feel your mind going numb with each stroke of his cock against the rough patch inside you. The sloppy wet squelches from ayato's thrusts in your tight little cunt had embarrassment licking up your spine and from the pink hue on thoma's face, you can tell the feeling's mutual, “ah Thoma, you should fuck her sometime, her cunt is so tight,” his voice breaks into a moan soon when you clench around him, throwing him off track.
Stilling to compose himself, ayato placed his hand on your stomach,“aw would you look at that,” cooing, he trails two fingers down to your lower abdomen before pressing against the slight bulge that his cock made against your skin, “isn't she cute?” ayato's eyes met thoma's, awaiting a response, “y— yes, she is,” he stumbles upon his words, his pants are awfully tight, “my lord.” he was quick to add.
“especially when she's going dumb on my cock, yeah?” ayato hums when your eyes close and a string of drool runs down your chin because of how deep he's hitting. Your eyes rolled back into your head, thighs trembling and shaky moans falling from your lips— you're gonna cum soon and the blue haired man knew that, “I said look at him, darling,” his fingers are around your neck in an instant, pressing till your air supply got cut off.
With a cry, you're clawing at his hand that didn't budge but his grip only got tighter. Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring the sickeningly sweet smile on ayato's face that contrasted the sadistic look in his beautiful blue eyes, “now be good for me and look into his eyes when you cum.” he leaned forward, the ghost of his lips above yours, teasing.
“can you do that for me?” he smiles cruelly at the glassy look in your eyes, thumb rubbing softly against the column of your throat after you nod, squeaking out a meek yes, “good girl.” his hand left your throat, soft lips pressing a kiss on yours.
Thoma's breath hitched as soon as your eyes caught on his. The sight of you all ruined under the head of Kamisato clan with your jaw hanging open and tongue lolled out was tempting. His cock throbbed just at the thought of fucking your face till you're a slobbering mess of tears, spit and cum. And oh, he knows that you'd look so pretty when he cums on your face— if ayato doesn't allow him to cum deep down your throat
“next time, thoma.” ayato spoke, cutting through the blond's thoughts, "next time you can fuck her.”
"Huh wha-what?" Thoma's nervous stutters made ayato chuckle, “I said you get to fuck her next time.” your face burned with embarrassment as he talked about you like you weren't there. Biting your lip, you tried hard to swallow your moans, “ahh is my sweet girl upset because I said that?”
Thoma couldn't help but adjust his pants, he was tempted to take out his cock and jerk off till he painted your pretty face with his cum, “would you let thoma cum on your face, darling?” ayato said after noticing thoma's uncomfortable movements. You gurgled an incoherent whimper, head rolling to the side as he hit your sweet spot repeatedly, you're not gonna last long.
Ayato's palm was back on your tummy, pressing hard on the print of his cock through your skin, “I usually look for an answer when I ask a question.” the deep edge to his voice and the overwhelming sensation had you crying out a swift "yes".
"Good girl,” a smirk played on ayato's face when you clenched around him, “ah you like it when I praise you?” you nod at his words, hips bucking up in desperation to chase your release but ayato's hands are fast to pin you down, “you're my good girl aren't you?” he asked, rolling his hips agonisingly slow against you, “yes! yes I am,”
“then why don't you act like one?” you whimper when he pulls out all the way from the tight walls of your cunt, “look how desperate he is for you,” your eyes flutter in thoma's direction and you can't help the little moan that left your lips— he was fisting his angry red cock, the pre-cum leaking from the tip and seeping down his fingers.
Ayato shoved his cock all the way inside your pussy all of a sudden while you were entrapped watching the other man. The loud scream that you let out from the sudden thrust making the blue haired man chuckle, “you're even more tight now, do you like watching other people get off thinking about you?”
“I bet thoma is thinking about stretching out this tight little pussy of yours right now,”
stings of humiliation settled deep from his words and your pussy spasmed, cumming hard on ayato's cock. Stilling just for a millisecond, he watched the ring of white cream collect at the base of his cock before shoving in hard and deep, “aw cumming on my cock already? You really are a filthy slut aren't you?” he sneers jabs at you, fucking into you while ignoring your cries of overstim, “then I guess I'll have to fuck you like one,”
“gonna, gonna cum—” thoma whimpered breathlessly. His cock twitched and pulsated in his fist, seeing you like that only made him wonder how tight your pussy would feel right now and he wished he was the one fucking you right now. Thoma would hold your hands if he's fucking you into overstim and by the archons— he's never wanted anything this badly before, “gonna cum all over you face,” before you could even process his words, warm ropes of cum painted your tear stained face,
“you look so beautiful like this,” ayato breathed, a slight tint of red spreading on his cheeks with beads of sweat on his forehead, “but you're going to look even better with my cum inside you.” thoma's hand was wrapped tight around his cock, jerking as he rode out his high while your glassy eyes were locked on his and he admired the way you looked with his cum all over your face. Thoma had to resist the urge to scoop up some drops with his thumb and push it inside your mouth and he knew you would suck on his finger oh so obediently.
“'m not gonna,” Ayato's thrusts soon became sloppy, his cock swelling up against your gummy walls while he groaned, “not gonna last any longer, darling.” his voice was strained, his fingers gripping your hips almost bruisingly while he pounded into your poor cunt with all his strength, “and I want you to keep it all in,”
his words tumble off into a deep grunt as he started cumming, stilling deep inside you before pulling out and clicking his tongue at the way his cum dripped out of your pussy, “thoma, would you like to fuck my cum back into her slutty pussy?” ayato said this so casually that you choked on your own breath, “what do you say?”
Thoma bit his lip, he knew his lord was being cruel, not letting a moment to you rest right after he fucked you but he'd be lying if he didn't feel his cock stir back to life at the thought. He found it appealing— the way you cry when you're being fucked harder than you can take, “yes, my lord.”
Can u do a part two to the taking turns one? I really liked the first one and I would love to have another one with Zhongli and Thoma taking turns 🙂
you got it, nonnie!! a lot of people have been asking for this, so i hope this part lives up to the expectations oml ;w; this turned out to be kinda long, so i hope you all enjoy it.
(link to pt 1)
warnings: mean-dom!childe+ayato and soft-dom!zhongli+thoma with sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader
penetration/oral (f!receiving), marking, praise, thoma calls you 'angel,' zhongli calls you 'dear,' full nelson 👀
zhongli held you close to his chest, bare skin rubbing against the fabric of his suit. childe and ayato observed carefully. putting aside their quarrels, both were eager to watch how a god would ruin you.
you shivered as thoma nestled himself between your legs, smiling up at you sweetly. zhongli moved to tuck his arms under your legs before folding his hands behind your head. his fingers locked against your scalp firmly, but the sensation was anything but painful.
it was painfully embarrassing though to be spread out on display for everyone.
that thought didn't last very long though once thoma started licking at your clit. you writhed as much as zhongli's arms allowed you, gasping at the feeling.
your pussy was so sensitive from childe and ayato, and even thoma's gentle licks were too much. zhongli felt sympathy for your poor little mortal body, though he didn't do much to help. he simply leaned back against the bed frame, watching thoma press his face further into you.
"oh-fuck, thoma-" you carded your fingers into the blonde's hair. your hands were caught on the headband portruding, making you lose your grip when he took your clit between his lips.
"make sure she is thoroughly prepared and pleased. when pleasuring a woman, her satisfaction should be at the forefront of your mind. partners should always wish for their counterpart to feel good." zhongli commented, eyes locking with childe and ayato.
they seemed slightly embarrassed as they watched you writhe and let out soft moans. thoma looked up at you, mumbling praises into your pussy that had your hips twitching.
before you could reach your high, however, thoma gently pulled away. before he could move too far, zhongli held up a hand. "if you wish, you may have her first, thoma. we are guests in the kamisato estate, after all."
thoma's eyes shone with excitement as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "if that's what you want." he addressed you directly as you nodded, reaching out for him.
he carefully moved you off of zhongli's lap and onto the bed. as he unfastened his belt, removing the fabric in the way, your eyes widened.
childe let out a low whistle, reminding you of his presence in the back of the room. "didn't know you were hiding all that, housemaid." he smirked as thoma turned red.
zhongli pinched the bridge of his nose, saying nothing more as he watched thoma smooth his hands over your hips.
he placed the tip over your clit, gently tapping his dick over the sensitive areas as you squirmed. "thoma, please-" you begged, hands taking purchase on his shoulders.
he was ever so gentle as he pressed into you, allowing you to arch up against him while he stretched you out. "oh, archons-" thoma gasped, hips stuttering as you tightened around him. "you feel so good." he moved one of his hands to bite down on his thumb.
thoma worked hard to fuck you slow and deep, working to hit the spots you seemed to love. he wanted you to not only feel him, but to feel amazing.
you gasped out his name as he pressed his forehead to yours, moving his hips a bit faster. "oh, angel-" he whispered into your ear, nuzzling your cheek.
he felt himself coming close, hips moving at their leisure. he felt ayato take one of his hands, pressing the marker into his fist. he let out a gasp as you clenched around him, moving to draw a line across your stomach. his hands were shaky, making it slightly off-center as he leaned back up.
not wanting to ruin anyone else's fun, he carefully pulled out, trying hard to ignore your needy whines. "i know, angel, i know. but, mr. zhongli still needs his turn. he has been such a patient guest." he half-addressed the man behind you, tipping his head down out of respect.
zhongli gathered you back into his arms. wrapping his arms around your legs and re-locking his hands behind your head. you were once again on display shamelessly, feeling the tip of zhongli's cock dragging against your entrance. he continued gathering slick along the head, feeling your pussy twitch against him. you tipped your head back, trying to catch a glimpse of the former-god.
"now, dear. are you ready?" zhongli asked, taking your consent into careful consideration.
"yes, yes please." you gasped, mouth falling open as zhongli slowly pressed into you.
and by the archons, was it perfect. you let out a whine, feeling zhongli stuff you full with his dick. he was much larger than childe or ayato, making your hole clench tightly on him.
"you're doing well." zhongli praised you, continuing to push himself into you. because of the position, you were forced to stare down at the sight. and, oh, was it a sight to behold.
he stretched you out so well, and you could see gossamer strands sticking to his dick. your pussy was so sensitive as he continued to have you take more of him.
moans, pleas, and cries of his name spilled from your lips as he allowed you to adjust to his size by gently fucking into you. from this position, he felt deeper than any dick you had ever taken. he reached places and hit spots you didn't know existed. you were a shaking mess above him, held carefully in his arms and against his body.
the three men looked on with fascination and slight envy as you finally came on zhongli's cock. you were shaking like a leaf, trembling in his tight hold and unable to do anything but take what he gave you.
tears gathered in your eyes as zhongli slowly fucked you through your orgasm. the slick strands from your orgasm stuck to his dick, creating a milky ring around the base.
before you could recover, zhongli held up the marker. the men leaned closer, curious to see just how deep zhongli was.
childe's hands were balled into fists, and ayato seemed intensely pensive. zhongli slowly trailed the marker across your skin, creating the thinnest, most delicate line of the four.
it was higher than the others, causing the men to look on bitterly as he slowly pulled out. "you did so well, dear." he mumbled into your ear. he released your head, allowing it to fall back against his shoulder limply.
Idk y but I think Artem may be a switch. Uh what if he shows his rough side?
anons yall got me thinking about how Artem will finally stop being so vanilla because you got him so sexually frustrated that all he wants to do is fuck you. a bit ooc (but also not cus maybe he IS a switch 👀) but damn do i really wanna see this side of him. i’m combining these three requests cus that’s the only way i’ll write them all at this point, i’ve been so busy with work lately it’s insane. anyways i wrote this one on my phone again (cus for some reason write better on my phone idk why). so i’ll format this properly tomorrow morning but anyways, here’s food. a short one but food nevertheless
ps. idk which prompt 50 is from so i just did 22 from prompt #1 cus it fits the writing <3
Artem tries so hard to ignore it. He has to finish these goddamn paperwork but you’re not helping by coming to his office every night to ‘check in on him.’ You usually just sit across him and watch him work, your feet rubbing against his cock under the desk, teasing him all while talking about the case he’s working on. And he entertains your conversations so casually, as if he doesn’t have a raging hard on behind those pants. And for 3 straight days, he tries to ignore this. But 3 days was enough.
One night, he just loses it. It is hard not to when you come in his office in a trench coat with nothing else underneath. You remove it and let it pool around your ankles and take your usual position across him. You expect him to just ignore you and continue working again, but tonight is different.
“Stand up. Go and stand near the window. Now.”
His stern voice makes you nervous but you obey him anyway, leaving your seat to stand next to the window. You feel exposed like this, completely naked while he’s still fully dressed in his suit.
Artem closes in the distance between you two and grabs onto your small hand before placing it against his erection. You can feel it twitch even with all the layers of clothing. “Can you see what you’re doing to me—fuck.” And slams your back against the window, kissing you, invading your mouth with his tongue — his kisses rough and desperate leaving you both breathless.
“Guess the only way I’m finishing this case is by fucking you first.” He turns you around and shoves his hand between your thighs, forcing your legs open so he can touch your cunt through your soaked panties. His hot breath brushes against your ear and you moan at the sudden intrusion of his fingers inside your wet heat.
“Damnit you drive me crazy…beg for it or I’ll stop.” He says, his fingers now lodged inside you but remain unmoving. You whine and roll your hips against him, desperate for the friction. “I’ve been waiting for this, Mr. Wing. Please…want you to fuck me.”
And goddamn does he fuck you. He fucks you right then and there, against the glass window of his office, the door ajar and forgotten—anyone could walk right in at any moment. He’s not stopping any time soon, not when he has finally gotten a taste of that cunt that he’s been missing for so long now.
“Fuck me, daddy…” You moan, his fucking has turned your brain into mush, causing the words to leave your lips so carelessly. Hearing you call him that made him freeze for a second and you whine at the sudden lack of movement. “Why’d you stop—“
“…say that again.”
“…say what?” you ask, turning your head back to look at him. He pushes your face against the glass and leans in, his breathing hot and heavy. “Call me daddy…” and he thrusts back into you, his cock stretching you wide once again.
“Ah—fuck daddy. Please fuck me…daddy…please!” Your voice getting louder at every thrust, his pace increasing, each slam inside your cunt harder than before.
“Should I cum inside you, you dirty slut? Tell me.”
“Yes…please inside me…please.” Your pleas desperate and it’s music to his ears.
“Please, what?”
Your brain rattles at the particular hard thrust of his cock inside you, yet it amazes you that you know exactly what he’s asking for.
“PLEASE DADDY!”
That’s all he needed to hear and it sends him immediately over the edge, his hips bucking violently against you, pushing you harder against the wall as he erupts inside you. A string of curses leave his lips, his head thrown back in sheer pleasure as he shoots his cum inside your spasming walls.
The feeling of his hot semen inside you makes you cum around him and you moan against the glass, fogging up the window with your hot breath. Artem fucks you through your orgasm, his last few thrusts slow and gentle before pulling out, leaving your thoroughly fucked body slump against the glass.
Artem gathers you in his arms and carries you towards the couch, placing you gently on it. He proceeds to clean you up, wiping the combined fluids from your thighs before draping the trench coat over your body.
“No funny business until I finish this case, okay?” He smiles at you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to his desk. You watch him from the distance, admiring how quickly he regains the focus he needs for his work as you drift slowly into your slumber.
I would literally beg to ride Pantalone he don’t even gotta do anything I’ll do all the work cowgirl style 🫶🏽🫶🏽
+ f!reader. cowgirl. mentions filling your womb. regrator is a bit condescending. slight nipple play. unprotected. not proofread. mdni.
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if there’s one thing that could rival a hundred northland banks in regrator’s eyes, it’s your pretty body bobbing up and down on his cock.
“‘s big…” you mewl, tears coating your irises as your pussy gushes down his shaft, creaming his veiny girth and leaving blotches on the fabric that surrounds his cock.
regrator tilts his head to the side, amused at the expression contorting your face. “big? how big is it, pretty girl?” he taunts, maintaining his calm posture while watching you fuck yourself above him— eyes droopy, mouth agape.
something incoherent babbles out of your lips, and he laughs at the sound. his pretty girl, begging for his attention just mere minutes ago now has gotten what she wants: to cream his cock, shoot his fat load straight to your womb, and feel him pulsing against your walls.
“come on, pretty, i need your words,” he taunts, grazing your hardened nipple with one of his rings. “how big is it?”
“mhm— hah,” you reply, drooling and arching your body to get your wet pussy a good grip around his cock.
regrator grunts as he feels you sucking him in— tilting his head back, holding you by the waist with one hand and by your left tit with the other. he pinches your nipple every time you clamp around him, taunting his balls, making him grit his teeth. because good fuck, he’s so close and the way you’re pumping your hips will surely make his cockhead squirt thick blobs of cum soon.
“that good, angel?” he asks, eyes heavy-lidded, his own head turning fuzzy.
your eyes cross as a wide-toothed grin adorns your lips. you clamp down on him so tight his vision blurred for a split second, followed by the tightening of his balls as you say, with that voice that always tickles his stomach— that voice that has got regrator fucking you stupid on any flat surface he could find, “so good. so, so good.”
and that answer was all it took for regrator to grab your hips and pin your pussy to his cock, down to the base until he felt that sweet, velvety spot with his tip. that feeling finally pushes him over the edge— he cums, hard. cock sporadically twitching as his cum fills your cunt, fills it to the brim that there’s a thick glob of gooey white that dripped down your thighs when regrator finally pulled out.
