just a passerby that just found your account, wanted to offer my condolences for your loss—i know that i’m quite late seeing as the post was 2 weeks ago but i thought i’d extend a word nonetheless. i hope you’re taking some time for yourself right now and giving yourself some well-deserved rest <3
Ong your writing has me smacking my hand against my mouth blushing pacing around my room giggling like a little freak kicking my feet twirling my hair jumping up and down
haha i'm so happy to hear that!! i'm glad you enjoy my work<3
i’ve gotten a lot of asks and notifs for my works! i want to let you all know i will be back soon and i will update what was supposed to be halloween fics and such, but i’m not sure when that will be.
a lot happened… i got caught up in uni work, i was home alone and caught covid (for the 3rd time believe it or not), a loved one passed away… and now i’m kind of just lost and stressed.
i promise i’m still writing and i will get round to everyone’s asks and the stuff i had planned to post for you all, but do expect a large amount of delay whilst i go through a rough patch in this road of mine. i do expect to get writing again this week, whilst also finishing up remaining assignments for uni.
thank you all for reading my stuff, i’ll be back shortly!
(updated) the halloween writings will be delayed, i’ve had so much work to do for my uni that i lost track and couldn’t write much,,, but once the assessment in the afternoon on the 31st is over with i can write the rest of something just before we move into November
ಌ theme: he wasn't exactly big on a lot of kinks, but the thought of using sex toys on you, someone who hasn't used them ever? oh boy
ಌ cw: 18+ NSFW, male reader, bottom!reader, restraints, chair sex, sex toys, overstimulation, cumming multiple times, you cry, belphie takes good care of you<3, no beta we die so i apologise for any mistakes i’ll fix them later when i’m not tired, cross-posted on ao3
ಌ wc: 2.7K
ಌ notes: [link to corruption series] this work is part of the requested corruption series, this is part of the pieces for october !! i feel like i rushed the ending a little, but i hope you enjoy!
“You’ve never used toys before?” Shaking your head at him, his tired eyes almost spark alive with an energy you didn’t think he’d have from being constantly exhausted.
In an attempt to know more about you, and vice versa, you both took turns asking questions, it turning into not safe for work questions. Now, he wasn’t exactly big on kinks, not really finding an interest in such things. But finding out you’d never, not even once, used a toy on yourself? Oh boy. He kept it on the tip of his tongue until the questions got further along. Your limits became a question to him too, how far you would let him go. But it wasn’t easy because you didn’t know yourself what your limits were. So, he said he’d go quite far, and if you couldn’t handle it anymore, he'd stop. Suggestions on what you’d like to try rolled off his tongue, trying to bring it back to the subject of toys, wanting to try it out together.
Mutually deciding that this would be a plan for the weekend, since the whole conversation was a random late-night chat, and Belphegor wasn’t exactly equipped for what he wanted to use. It ended with a kiss goodnight and falling asleep, but as soon as he woke up, he made it his mission to find the right moment to slip into town. He’d have to avoid Lucifer to skip his student council duties to get ready for the plan he had, he couldn’t let things like that get in his way. It was the quickest he’d ran out of RAD, beelining for a certain adult store in town. Not taking long because he had an exact idea of what he wanted to use on you, the excitement took over him a little as he bought two large boxes of condoms in amongst everything. It wasn’t cheap, but he didn’t necessarily buy as much as Mammon for example, he’d buy the odd new pillow or duvet set that looked like it would be divine to sleep on.
The one thing he was glad about was that you said you’d wait in your room for him coming back, so that you both could hang out. He had forgot to tell you why he was rushing away, so you could at least explain once he got back. Asking for you to prepare yourself, only to get a question back about preparing for what. He sent a simple line of questionable emojis, and you sent a shocked one back, before saying you were going in the shower. Once he got back to the house of lamentation, he went for a quick shower himself. Wanting to freshen up because he didn’t exactly walk out of RAD to the centre where all the retail shops were.
Once he got inside your room, he dragged your desk chair to the middle of the room, facing your bed. Plopping himself onto your bed, fancy bag beside him, he waited. Hearing the shower shut off, he straightened himself, standing up and folding his arms. When you walked out, you weren’t expecting him to be there already, especially with his clothes being changed and not in his uniform. A small towel is all that was draped around your hips, and he motioned you to come closer with his finger. Snatching the towel, he dried any wet patches of skin he could find, smoothing his hands everywhere and leaving little kisses along the way. Spying the bag on the bed, especially the name of the store, you remembered your conversation from the night before and it was the only hint you really had as to what you were both going to do.
“Sit on the chair for me.” You wanted to question as to why the chair but sat down anyway in obedience. He motioned for your arms to lay upon the armrests, and you did just that. Kneeling down slightly, he shifted your position on the chair to be a little more comfortable and making sure the backrest was sturdy enough to lean yourself against. Bringing your legs up, he spread them and placed them on top of your wrists. This is where you were starting to get confused, and you felt embarrassed to be the only one naked and spread for him nicely. He bound your legs and arms to the armrests, legs hanging almost too comfortably over the armrests. Belphegor walked to the bag, dumping everything onto the bed and sorting through what he needed. Picking out a few condoms, placing one in his back pocket, and then picking up one more restraint.
“Belphie… What is all this?” Turning his head to peer at you over his shoulder, he smiled. It wasn’t his usual, gentle, smile. Mischief was written all over his face, and you shuddered at the fact that it was probably the only answer you were getting until you were into it. He walked over to you, hands gently touching your thighs, and placing what you hoped was the final restraint. This one went around the very top of your thighs, and a ring sat near your ass. Nodding to himself, he checked to see if you had prepped yourself, running a finger down to circle your hole and smiling when he feels lube. Walking away to the bed again, he picks up things that you can’t see very well from your position.
“This might be uncomfortable at first, but I’ll stretch you a bit before inserting it.” With a prostate-massaging dildo and lube bottle in hand, he walks back towards you, and you feel like he’s going to do that a few more times. Gentle hands smoothed over your body, his lips kissing your cheek to your lips, pretty little kisses before they deepened. It didn’t take you long to get hard, and Belphegor avoided everywhere but your cock. You knew it was part of the play you guys were having, something entirely new to you, but you wanted nothing but his usual touch. Kind hands softly gripped and pinched areas of your skin, and he pulled away from the kiss with a tug on your lip. Looking down, smiling yet again, his hands made a move for your hole. He started with one finger, painstakingly slow with massaging and stretching you out for the dildo, revelling in every time you attempted to push yourself further onto his finger. Rewarding you with another and then another, he smooths his other hand up your inner thigh, gripping onto it as he works you up. Before you could cum, however, he stops all of his movements and takes his fingers out. You whine at him, unsatisfied as he’d never denied you such bliss before.
“Patience, you’ll get it all soon enough.” Applying the lube to the dildo, spreading one of your ass cheeks as he pushes it into you and locks it into place with the restraint from earlier. He fastens the restraint around your thighs, pulling at the straps to make sure they’re secure. Walking back to his pile, he seems to pick up a few more things. It felt odd that he was adding so much for your first time, but you did say you didn’t know your limits, so he’s probably pushing past beginner and onto intermediate. He comes back over with a much darker look in his eyes, but that warm smile doesn’t disappear. It sent shivers down your spine, because of how conflicting it was. He held the rest of the equipment in one of his hands and reached for his back pocket.
Pulling the condom out from his pocket, he tore it open with his teeth, holding one end of the packet in his mouth as one hand gently took the condom out. He rolled it onto your cock, giving you a couple of jerks before pulling away again. Tease. That’s all you could describe him as of now, as he refused to give you anything further than that with his own hands. Your eyes had told him all that he needed to know, pleading. Continuing on without a cloud of doubt in his mind, he shoved a couple of the tube things into his pocket and moved the pink bullet vibrator into his hand. You could at least recognise what this was, however, he strapped it to the head of your cock, switching it onto a low buzz. It was a tempting buzz, nothing too major, enough to stimulate but not enough to push you over the edge. He finally moved onto the tube things; these were things you didn’t recognise. You went to open your mouth, to ask what they were for, but he was already putting them on you. They clamped onto your nipple, and when he squished a nip at the other end, it started sucking onto your sensitive skin. The second one sucking onto your other nipple not long after. Groaning at the painful sensation before it numbed and turned into an indescribable feeling, it was neither good nor a bad one.
“Remember to keep your volume to a minimum, you wouldn’t want my brothers walking in here, right?” When he was satisfied, he turned the dildo on as well, which shocked you as you didn’t realise that it was also something that vibrated. He looked at you, finger going under your chin to make you look at him, and he smiled. Kissing your forehead, he turned both vibrating devices to full, turning away from you and walking back to the bed to sit down. Every moan and slight scream you let out was music to his ears, trying to hush you every so often because of how obscenely loud you were being.
Your chest felt like an itch you couldn’t scratch, and then your hole and cock were just being abused by the toys over and over again without a hint of stopping any time soon. Your nipples would definitely need bandaids for when you went to put a t-shirt on later. It was all too much at once for you, but seeing how you went from shock, to feeling it was too intense, to drowning in absolute pleasure, really did it or him. He watched as you writhed, twitched, begged him to touch you instead of the toys. But he persevered despite how enticing you were being, it felt like you had switched places with him, trying to lure him in with sweetness but actually you were a demon. You weren’t heavily protesting, nor were you asking him to make it stop.
The sheer want for his touch, it was something you didn’t realise you’d miss until it was something else that was doing the work for him. The way he looked at you was something entirely different, and it was something you were enjoying alongside the pleasure. Sitting watching you from the bed as he palmed at himself, enjoying the display in front of him that he had set up himself. It all got so much at once, visual, and physical stimulants, and you came. And of course, cumming was a mistake. It didn’t take you long to realise that this was now proceeding into overstimulation. Your cock head was extremely sensitive, but the bullet vibe was not giving up in sending delicious vibrations all throughout.
Belphegor smiled to himself, seeing your eyes glance from your cock to his face, eyes pricking with tears and seeing how you were coming undone again and again. It was a thrill, and despite how tears were streaming down your face, you were definitely enjoying every minute of the pleasure. Groaning when he took his own cock out, watching as he stroked it slowly. He paid a lot of attention to the head, and all you could do was peak through one eye as the onslaught of vibrations were never-ending. Intoxicating, the obscenely loud noises coming from you was enough for him to finally snap.
“I thought I told you to watch your volume?” Before you knew it, he was in front of you, both hands on your knees with his cock leaking ever so prettily. He sneaked a kiss in, not missing the way you sighed at some contact from him. His hands slid across your body, and it felt like his touch left your skin burning. He took the nipple suckers off gently, deepening the kiss to stop you from making a sound. Tongue wrapping around yours, dominating the kiss. When he was satisfied, he attacking your chest, kissing, sucking, licking. It felt different from before because of the sucking device, but his tongue felt cooling against your nipples.
One final kiss to your chest, he turned the dildo off and removed it from your ass as well as the harness keeping it lodged inside you. He had lost his patience as well, as he lined himself up and didn’t waste time to slam into you. Gasping at the pressure difference, you definitely preferred his own over a toy. Both of his hands on each armrest of the chair, he used this to his advantage to pull himself into you. Slamming into you like it was the last time he ever would, you cried out for him. He still had the bullet vibe strapped to you, and it started to hurt from how many times you had came into the condom already. It would be a lie if you didn’t enjoy how it hurt though, as it was Belphegor controlling everything.
“Belphie− It, mmn, feels weird…!”
“Hang on a little longer, it’ll feel good… I promise.” This had you question briefly because it was already amazing. But that thought was quick to come just as it was quick to disappear, throwing your head back in ecstasy as you came for what you hoped was the last time. You swear it wasn’t like the other time you came, because the condom filled again but it felt entirely different, a clearer fluid, runnier than the last and you cried at the thought of how sore it would be to go any further than this. Smirking, Belphegor released inside of you, and it felt cool in comparison to the burning ache within. He removed the vibrator and the condom, tying it neatly and keeping a hold of it so he could throw it into the trash. The vibrator ended up somewhere on the floor, which would be found later. Your tears were flowing, but it wasn’t due to sadness, but pure overstimulation.
“Belphie… I−”
“You did so well for me baby boy. I’ll take good care of you, okay?” He cooed, kissing around your eyes, and licking away at your tears. You go to grab onto him, but the restraints refuse to let you, whining at the obstacle. Releasing you from the restraints, he pulls you up and out of the chair to get to your bathroom.
“Let’s have a quick shower, put some ointment on you and then sleep okay?” Undressing himself and pulling you into the shower, he helps you stand as he carefully washes you down with your body wash and loofah, being as gentle as possible. Little kisses here and there, he gave a small apology before cleaning you out, getting his own cum out of you. He rinsed you off and quickly washed himself as well, and it was your turn to smother him in kisses. He laughed, telling you to let him get washed and rinsed so you could both go to bed and sleep.
When finished, he dried you off first and then himself, throwing the towel over the radiator and dragging you back to the bed where he found the rest of the items he purchased. There was aloe vera ointment that he wanted to rub onto some areas of your skin, specifically your nipples, and where the restrains were. He sat you down to rub the cool product onto your skin, waiting for it to dry in before getting you to lay down beside him. You both spoke for a while, giving him light kisses and laughing at each other until you were both worn out. Looking at each other one last time before shutting your eyes and going to sleep.
someone flagged my alhaitham post and i got a community label put on it, hadn’t a clue what those were until now but ig it’s time to put my blog into that mode or w/e to prevent that from happening to every post randomly lol
I'm already so excited to see the results! thank you for even considering my ask! but i do have a question, are all of it sub reader? also, i actually planned to request male reader, but since i got too caught up in my nervousness of actually sending the ask i forgot (• ▽ •;) but you don't need to change it if you don't want to!
thanks once again! (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。
if you want some dom reader in the request as well, just let me know!! i can change a few if you’d like for more variety, i kinda wanna change satan’s one for him to be the sub instead— (´-ω-`)
if it's too many characters feel free to ignore this, but the 7 demon brothers + corruption kink? first time sending a req, so i do apologize if it's bad.. (• ▽ •;)
corruption
ಌ corruption: the demon brothers x male!reader
hi anon! thank you so much for the req, i will update the links as i go, some themes might change depending on how i write them :))
Lucifer - corruption of innocence, taking advantage of feelings
Asmodeus - corrupting the pretty boy himself, face fucking
Beelzebub - breeding kink, marking
Belphegor - first time with toys, restraints, overstimulation
be sure to check back over a while to see if more are available, i'll start from belphie and work my way up !! sorry if it's not up to standard, it's my first time writing this kind of thing ^^ so if you'd like anything changed, drop an ask!
i really wanna try and do kinktober/flufftober (+ spooky if you guys are up for it), but this will entirely be YOUR choice! you can send in anything in my asks, a theme you’d like to see me write + character(s) or any ships you’d like me to see !! (please look at my rules before requesting)
please bare in mind i won’t do them all and there won’t be one for every single day of October, please make it clear that it’s for this as well<3 if there’s no requests for this, they will be random from themes i’ve seen across tumblr/any other platform!!
last but not least, once october is up i’m going to close my requests for a while, just so that once i’ve written all current and future october requests, i can release a few things that i’ve been working on slowly in between :’))
(random tags just to get it out to the fandoms i’ve written for before<3)
Hi!!!! Is it ok if I request alhaitham x btm!male reader nsfw where he is sparring with him but the reader keeps getting distracted? I am so down bad for this man 😩
distraction pt. 1
ಌ distraction: alhaitham x male!reader
ಌ theme: you've been sparring with him for a little while now, but you keep getting distracted
ಌ cw: 18+ NSFW, male reader, bottom!reader, you get smacked in the ass by a wooden baton, brief non-detailed solo reader jerk off, handjob (reader receiving), spanking, thigh fucking, alhaitham has a bigger dick than u lol, solo edited + solo read, cross-posted on ao3
ಌ wc: 2.2K
ಌ notes: [link to pt. 2] hi hello!! thank you so so much for requesting this! i've been dying to write for him, so anyone that reads this, do not hesitate to request more of him, maybe even a pt 2? maybe? hehe >:)
The past couple of weeks were hectic. You had asked Alhaitham if it was okay for him to train you, help you get better with a sword. The sudden reasoning was because you’d heard a certain harbinger could use a plethora of weapons, and he was the talk of the town in Liyue that managed to make its way to Sumeru. It was more of a competence and challenge for yourself, wanting to get better in something that could prove worthwhile later.
Al Haitham was more than willing to help, which was a surprise and you didn’t expect him to be so enthusiastic to help you. He had asked to see how you fight, and he was quick to pin down some things that you could improve on, especially when it came to being on the defensive and to watch out for certain weak spots. Using long wooden batons than swords, you went at it for hours every day, and no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t even get a hit in with him. At first it felt pointless, but he started praising you after a while because he knew you were getting stronger and that will to fight was as well, the glint in your eye that would catch him off guard when you threw yourself at him. His reflexes were on point when he managed to guard himself with his own wooden baton, the impact and vibration of the two hitting together rumbling through your hands and up your arms.
However, the more time you spent with him, the more the feelings that you didn’t think would awaken inside of you until… It did. It crept its way into your heart and bloomed like the many flowers and trees that surrounded you both, in a way that the vision dendro always caught your eye. You got distracted a lot in the start of your training sessions, having to be reprimanded at the start to keep your focus. But how could you when you had such amazing fucking pecs in your face? Strong arms?? And when he swivelled, foot going under you to trip you up, moving in such a graceful way. His thighs flexing with each dodge and lunge, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he downed water, droplets of sweat rolling down the side of his face to his jawline, it evaporating as you stared at his face. The face he would make when he’d catch you as well. He knew you were staring a lot more lately, but he himself couldn’t tell if it was to predict his next moves or… Something else.
When you had stared a little longer than usual, he managed to get behind you like a flash, wooden baton cracking off your ass. The noise that spilled out your mouth was strange, a mixture of pain and pleasure, a sound that you never thought you could make until now.
“Pay attention.” This made you fumble and fall into a crouch position, embarrassed at the noise but also at the fact you got hard. You were fucking hard over the fact this hunk of a man just hit your ass with the wooden baton you both had been using for weeks on end to spar with, what you’d both been using mere moments before. Crouching like that for a few moments, Alhaitham got worried that he had hit you a little too hard.
“Can you stand?” He offered a hand to you, looking down in a somewhat apologetic way. Composing yourself before you looked up, you smile and took his hand.
“I’m gonna go for a bathroom break, so… I’ll be back!” Excusing yourself, you ran in a pathetic attempt to seem casual, but you probably just looked desperate to get away from the moment. You found yourself a secluded area, looking around before pulling your pants down all the way to your ankles, not wasting time to get to work to get rid of your current predicament. There’s no way you could continue like this, so maybe rubbing one out before going back would work, right?
Wrong. Once didn’t work, and you cursed at the fact little you was still standing proud. You thought of everything to kill it, anything and everything disgusting, but it just wasn’t working with the way your mind would wander back into the gutter, your ass stinging almost too nicely and Alhaitham would be right there in your mind. He might’ve been wondering where you were, you were taking too long and you couldn’t take much longer. Either you grin and bear it, or you make out that you didn’t feel great and end the session early today. The second option seemed a little more plausible. You tried to hide it in the waistband of your pants, trying to hide the fact and not really enjoying the thought of having a far too obvious bulge if it were positioned any other way.
Walking back, he had turned to you when you emerged from around a tree, and he was already ready to get back into the mojo of fighting. Lifting the baton into a fighting stance to continue where you left off. You waved him off, briefly asking to pick this back up tomorrow as you didn’t feel well. He didn’t buy it. You were practically fine a few moments before you went for a “bathroom break”.
“I don’t believe you. What’s up? You’ve been out of it lately, staring a little longer than normal… And don’t play dumb because you know for a fact I’m not stupid.” When you shifted uncomfortably and didn’t answer him, he came closer to you and the back of his hand made its way to your forehead.
“You don’t really have a temperature…” You flinch away, but he catches you and pulls you in closer to his face.
“Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to force it out of you?” That sure does sound nice, but you grit your teeth, and an almost comical gulp following after. You were chanting in your head for him to not get any closer, moving your hips away from him and then the rest of your body. But he wasn’t having it. He brought you in real close, but it was his turn to flinch this time. Not a word was said between you, and he was purely looking for a reaction from yourself until he decided to drag you off somewhere. Hand tightly gripped around yours, picking up both of your stuff with the other and marching forward.
“Wait… Where−”
“Kaveh won’t be home for a few days, he’s on an expedition.” Whether or not his roommate was home was not your main issue here, it was the fact he knew that you’d gotten hard and now he was dragging you to his house! You questioned why you were going to his house, but he didn’t answer, just gripping your hand tighter and almost hauling you off of your feet. Not being entirely sure where this would head, you weren’t exactly sure what was going on in his mind, but surely it was a good thing he was taking you elsewhere. Right? He didn’t want you doing more public indecency… right? Surely he wanted to save you the embarrassment of sporting a chub… But it was another thought that was wrong.
He only took a few minutes to ask for your consent, which you too willingly agreed to, before slamming you against the door you both just walked into to his house, pulling down your pants, and watching as your cock pinged back against you. This was worse than growing hard in an area not far from his house, it was embarrassing. Almost. He touched the tip with his calloused fingers, not missing the slight whimper you made from finally having him touch you, something you thought about many times before. It clearly gave him a confidence boost at that. Going further, he slid his hand down, using his forefinger and thumb to squeeze lightly at the base before bringing it back up. Leaning down into your ear, you almost felt the smile on his lips.
“Was this because of me slamming my baton at you earlier? Are you into that?”
“No! Maybe? I− I’m not sure… Fuck.”
“Is this why you’ve been staring at me? If that was enough to get you going, then maybe I should’ve done it sooner.”
“What?” He picked up the pace of his hand, and the feeling of someone else doing this for you, especially it being him, was sending you over the edge. But he stopped, lifting his hand away. You groan at the loss of touch, being so close only to have that be snatched from you.
“Let’s move this to the bedroom.” Dragging you yet again but this time to his bedroom, he shut the door behind him and practically stalked you to the bed. Pinning you to the mattress, it’s like he’s testing the waters this time that you’re 100% okay with this. So, you peck him on the lips. It was quick, not sweet at all, but more of a confidence thing to help him just do whatever he wanted with you.
“We’re not going the whole way today… Maybe next time.” He stripped you, touching you everywhere he could, whether that was smoothing his hands over your skin or grabbing and pinching. It was his turn to stare, watching your every reaction like a hawk like you had once done during training, and he didn’t miss the way you’d inhale sharply when he smoothed his thumb over one of your nipples or when his hand got dangerously close to your cock again. You’d shiver and twitch in excitement, and his stare was almost menacing at times. He finally removed his own shirt, unbuckling his pants before searching for the lotion he had in his little bedside table. Pulling it out as well as his own cock, he lathers it up and turns you over.
“Squeeze your thighs together.” You do as he says, squeezing them together and keeping your backside up towards him.
“Like this?”
“Yeah, like that.” As soon as he said that you felt him pushing between your thighs, and you felt embarrassed again because of the position. You looked to where he was pushing through, gulping when his was entirely different, bigger, in size. No wonder you guys weren’t going all the way. It felt extremely hot, and it was throbbing between your thighs. What was even better was the fact that you got to feel his thighs on the back of your own, and you were sure anyone would kill to be in your position right now. He bent over, whispering into your ear that he was going to move, and asked if you could help a little with your hands. You held both loosely, and he started moving his hips. This felt way hotter, sexier, than actual sex, seeing how his cock would nearly disappear only to reappear and rubbing against your own.
He picked up the pace after a while, and you couldn’t keep yourself up on all fours for much longer, collapsing onto one of your shoulders and one arm breaking your fall. Taking the opportunity, he held onto your hips in a tight grip, slamming himself into you. It was embarrassing how much precum was leaking from your tip, mixing in with the lotion Alhaitham used to make this smooth enough to do. What you weren’t expecting was to strike your ass again, the similar sting you felt earlier coming back, and you flexed your thighs in response.
“You definitely like that.”
“Shut up…” He did it again, not missing the pure guttural moan that came from you from it. He smirked to himself, gripping one of your ass cheeks and rubbing it. Noticing how noisy you were getting, trying to muffle yourself with his pillow, he bends over again to kiss along your shoulder blades. Nipping and licking as he went. Using a hand to pull you back up to all fours, he kisses your cheek and you turn your head to him, letting him devour your mouth entirely.
Messy, saliva slipping out from your lips and your tongues dancing like you were starved of this type of touch. He drinks all of your moans, before pulling away to flip you over onto your back again, spreading your legs wide so he could see everything. Taking over from your loose hand, he jerks the both of you off at the same time, watching as your face contorts as you cum all over your stomach. He followed shortly after, it going across your stomach and chest. Slumping forward slightly, he looked at you through lidded eyes, and you lifted your hand to card your fingers through his hair. He leans further down, kissing much more gently, lips brushing lightly. You brought him closer, rolling him over so that he’d be lying beside you. He picked up the shirt he threw to the side, using it as a towel for the meantime to clean your stomach and chest up.
“I really like you.” He stops in his tracks, looking at you before breathing a heavy sigh and smiling.
“I know you do; you weren’t subtle at all during training.”
not a question but i just wanted to say i recently found your page and i love your content so much <3
hi anon!! thank you so much for reading my stuff and loving it! these sorts of asks always make me happy and confident that my writing is something people enjoy<33
Hello, may I request a Ayato x m reader? little connected to the 'bloodline' where reader after getting so much attention and pumpering by Ayato wants to pay him back aka make him happier with things he likes tut I think we all know.. - so the reader tries to service Ayato and call him Master which makes Ayato turn to possesive self, do as you want I really loved your ffs!! (psst maybe Thoma accidently coming in to where reader tries to put on some kind of clothes to visually please Ayato then he apologizes but reader has a hard time putting it on so ask for help and that's it.. -) Sorryyy if I ask for too much!!
bloodline pt. 2
ಌ bloodline: kamisato ayato x masc!reader
ಌ theme: you pay back ayato as you feel he spoils you too much !
ಌ cw: 18+ NSFW, amab implied reader, no pronouns used for reader, ayaka gave you presents<3, skimpy lingerie, thoma helps you fix the linger oops poor dude blush blush, calling ayato master, he calls you pet, anal fingering, desk chair sex, desk sex, creampie, short aftercare<3, solo edited + solo read, cross-posted on ao3
ಌ wc: 3.5K
ಌ notes: eeee hi anon! thank you so much, i hope you enjoy this<3 i assume you've also got another request from what i see in my ask box, so i'll work on that soon :') bloodline pt. 1
It had been a couple of weeks since that night that had blown all of your troubles away. Everything felt amazing, you never heard any gossipers and Ayato was always clear in his praises, making sure you were alright. He had Thoma check up on you often when he was busy, even going so far as to make sure there was tea prepared for you and always having someone there to make sure you were fine.
Although the concern that first plagued your mind was at ease, you now had another problem. Ayato had been pampering you and giving you as much attention as he could, so much so that you started to feel guilty. Not because you felt undeserving, but guilty in a way that you weren’t giving as much back, and he’d always explain that you didn’t need to do anything for him. He was content in spoiling you as much as he could because seeing you happy made his entire day much brighter, but you still wanted to pay him back for his kindness. You wanted to do something for him. Whilst walking along the seashore with Ayato, you pondered many things that you could do to give him, your silence washing over the both of you, making Ayato question you.
“Why are you so quiet today, hmm? Is something on your mind?” He squeezed your hand, watching the waves slowly come in.
“Well… If you could have something from me, what would it be? It could be physical or non-physical.”
“Hmm… I thought we spoke on this before. I don’t need anything physically from you, because you already give me a lot, Y/N.” You look to him to see his usual warm smile, the one that reaches his eyes and his eyes crinkle at the sides ever so slightly. Sighing and looking to the sea, you knew he wouldn’t be able to answer in a way you’d hoped, he’s far too kind for his own good sometimes.
“Is something the matter?”
“I wish I could give you more than what I already do… You have given me so much, as well as having done so much for me in terms of reassurance that it feels unfair. I want to spoil you as well.” He stops in his tracks, unknowing to you as you continue with the pace you were both walking at before, admiring the way the sun was in its descent into the sea. Sighing to himself with a smile, he catches up to you, latching himself onto your hand.
“I can’t tell you what I want because I already have you, but if you want to spoil me more… Then go ahead. I’ll wait for what you prepare, even if it takes you a while and it’s been forgotten about in the meantime by myself.” Laying a kiss to the back of your hand, he squeezes it and spins you around to continue looking at the sea, arms wrapped softly around you. The sun had begun to dip into it, the auburn glow dying the sea as it glitters slightly with the appearance of the stars.
“We should go before it gets cold out here, I don’t want you becoming unwell.”
“I don’t want to get unwell either, because then my chances of spoiling you are gone as you would be pampering me until I got better.” With a chuckle, he lets your waist go to reach for your hand, guiding you back to the estate. It was a quiet night after that, where you both quickly got washed before falling asleep. The fresh sea air clearly doing both of you a favour with how quick it was for Ayato to fall asleep with you closely behind him.
When you woke up, Ayato was already away to do his duties, with a note on the small tea table near the futon. He normally left you a note on days he was in a rush more than usual, and it seemed that he wouldn’t be back until after dinner where he would be in the study fixing documents. This gave you enough time to think of how to spoil him, what you could do for him in return for his continued kindness.
It gave you an idea, remembering that Ayaka gave you many presents that you honestly had never shown to anyone else in sheer embarrassment. Ayaka was soft and kind-hearted towards you, but she absolutely loved how flustered you got over her brother. So, one day she had prepared many gifts for you, without much reason behind it. She said to open them there and then, and when you had you were gone− skimpy yet beautiful garments laid in boxes. If your soul ever left your body it was definitely in that moment. A total K.O.
Ayaka had laughed at your reaction, loud enough for Ayato to pop his head into the room and of course, you had never thrown things into the cupboard faster in your life. You were dishevelled, panting with your eyes blown wide trying to protect the door to the cupboard and Ayato just looked at you in utter confusion. When it was evident that Ayaka was struggling to keep her laugh in, Ayato merely told her to behave and treat you nicely before leaving again, seeing as you had made eyes at him to leave for a while. Ayaka totally meant well, and of course it was now coming in handy. You rummaged through all of the options she had given you, humming at the thought of finally giving back to Ayato.
Holding some of the garments up after months of them just sitting in there, you shivered at the thought. Ayaka made a good job of picking these out, clearly paying attention to detail and the colour scheme, seeing as it completely matched Ayato’s formal attire perfectly. Before you put it on, you went to the nearest toilet and began preparing yourself. It was the norm now, not really needing Ayato with the stretching as much as you did before, but you didn’t do it entirely just so he could do a little bit of the job himself. When you were satisfied enough with it all, you moved back to the bedroom. You thank Ayaka mentally for the garments, even if it was just to get a reaction out of you, you sorted through it and began putting it on.
There was a soft knock on the door before it slid open, freezing in place as you looked towards the door to see a frightened Thoma. He looked as though he was a deer caught in headlights, frightened enough because he’d just caught you in a very vulnerable state, barely dressed and revealing much more than he’d obviously seen before. Turning away with a beet-red face, he stutters out a sentence before sliding the door to the room shut.
“S-sorry, I should’ve knocked and waited… Your tea has been prepared and I thought I would bring it to you, Y/N.” You let out a cough, trying to clear any embarrassment from your voice before speaking.
“It’s okay, Thoma.”
“I’ll place it outside, I apologise again.”
“Thank you… A-actually, Thoma? Could you help me? I know what you had seen was unbecoming of me, but I actually can’t get this to look neat enough.” You could feel the hesitance Thoma felt, before the door slid open again, Thoma entering and shutting the door behind him. He placed the tea down on the small tea table, before moving over to you with a hand covering his eyes. The problem you were having was that you couldn’t fasten some of the silk ties that would wrap around your front and then around your back, it wouldn’t look neat without a second person helping.
“You’ll need two hands for this… I’m sorry you have to witness such a thing, but this won’t look neat and I’m too embarrassed to ask anyone else.” You wrap it around your front and then around your back one by one, holding each tie out to Thoma. Shaking hands took hold of them both, delicately tying them into a bow that was easy to unravel again.
“I apologise again that you’re helping me with this…”
“No, it’s alright, I was just shocked is all… I don’t think Ayato would be very pleased with me seeing you like this, please don’t let him know that I helped you fasten this properly.”
“I won’t. Thank you so much, Thoma.” He had fastened the last few ties, placing a hand over his eyes once he was done. He muttered out a ‘you’re welcome’ before politely leaving, albeit in a hurry with a still red face that had all but quickly spread to the back of his neck and knuckles of his hands, sighing in relief when the door had slid shut again behind him. Your heart was beating nervously after that, mentally cursing yourself for putting Thoma through that struggle but it would definitely be worth it in the end.
Wearing much more appropriate attire on top of it all and grabbing a special little bottle, you made your way outside of your room to ask the maids within the estate if they could help you prepare some sweet treats for Ayato. With much glee, they were quick to whiz you away to get them all prepared, which thankfully didn’t take long considering how much stock of everything there was (which you hadn’t known about before, but you weren’t exactly surprised). After thanking the maids and making your way to his study, you spot Thoma who was leaning on the frame of the doors outside of it. He spots you and eyes the snacks, knocking on the door and sliding it open for you, shutting it after you were far enough inside as you heard something rattling and then footsteps quickly moving away from it. Ayato knew that it was you without removing his eyes from the papers in front of him.
“I see you’ve come to visit me. I won’t be long, so please make yourself comfortable.”
“Of course, master.” His reaction was obvious, he flinched and then coughed, his hand faltering to keep his pen still and you knew this had some effect on him. Placing the treats and the bottle to the side of him, you removed the garment to reveal everything you had prepared underneath, making your way to Ayato. He shifted in his seat, noticing you coming over to him but not really paying much attention to you, not just yet anyway.
You removed his left hand that kept the papers steady on his desk for a moment, just so you could slip in between and situate yourself on his lap. He was still unknowing to your current attire, simply allowing you to sit there whilst he worked away on the last few papers. Sitting patiently. There was no need to disturb him further, especially when his left hand made its way to your hip. When he had finished his work, he finally took a look at you, the normal look in his eyes disappearing and having been replaced with something more carnal.
“Was this your idea of spoiling me, Y/N? I’m already impressed, where did you find this in such a short period of time?”
“This was a present of many from Ayaka, the one I hid from you when you came in after hearing Ayaka laughing so loudly at me.” His hands had begun to wander as he took in everything in front of him.
“I see… She probably got this to tease you as your reactions to things like these are cute, but I am genuinely enjoying this very much.” Gloved hands felt up the silky material, eventually dipping his gloves everywhere that was bare, not covered by a thing. You shifted to straddle him, and a hand of his came up to cup your face, swiping his thumb over your lips.
“You look gorgeous…”
“Thank you, master.” The bob of his Adam’s apple was very prominent, a small glint in his eyes as his hands dove down to cup your ass, with a squeeze of course.
“That’s the second time you have called me that dear… Mind explaining why?”
“Is it not to your liking?”
“Oh pet, it is very much to my liking, I just wondered what brought this name on?” Bringing you in closer, he breathes down your neck and into your ear, whispering all the things he’d like to do with you. Every word felt like electricity was jolting through you, manoeuvring your hips into his every so often. Gentle kisses on your neck turn into nips and bites, sucking into your skin to let you know that you were entirely and utterly his. Pulling away, he brought his gloved right hand up to his mouth and pulled the glove off with his teeth before prodding two fingers into your mouth.
“Relax, we need to prepare you first.” You stop him mid movement to look behind you on his desk, looking at the lube readily there for him and yourself. He smiles at you for preparing so much, keeping a hand on the small of your back as he reaches for the little bottle, and every touch got you excited for more. Pulling back, he poured some on his fingers before steadying them at your hole. He kept his left hand gloved, watching your every squirm and twitch when he’d drag his hand down to your abdomen but would shy away from touching your cock. Eager to touch your behind however, pushing the panties aside, he was quick to delve in with his middle finger and a look crosses his face when he realises you’ve done a lot of prepping already. He made sure it was okay to push another in, looking into your eyes for a silent ‘ok’.
Of course, his fingers were much longer than your own, hitting every intimate spot within you like it was pure muscle memory. Feather-light touches whilst he plunges his fingers into you like no tomorrow, you couldn’t help but curl yourself into him from the stimulation, rutting backwards into his fingers like you were in heat every so often. He didn’t miss the little noises you made, the breathy ones and especially the desperate ones that got caught in your throat. His cool glove roamed your chest, giving little tugs to your nipples and swiping his fingers over them as his lips finally met with yours, drinking up all your gasps and moans whilst succeeding to drag more of them out of you. He lightly dragged his hand around your waist, all the way around to the small of your back. Pulling it upwards in light touches and this time you were begging him to just fuck you already, impatience clouding your mind as you wanted him now.
“I thought this was for me to indulge in. Aren’t you meant to be spoiling me, hmm?”
“I- I’m sorry… Please- I can’t take it anymore.” Removing his fingers, you whined at the sudden emptiness you were feeling and especially the painful erection you were sporting that was trapped in silk. He didn’t bother removing any of his clothes, simply unzipping and pulling his own cock out. Lifting you up to hover over him, he looked as though he was ready to devour you entirely and it made your heart quicken. When you finally sunk down onto him, it felt entirely different from before. It was like it reached even further into you, and you couldn’t help but squeeze around him tightly, forehead plastered against his.
“You look so amazing, and all of you is mine. Nobody can have you like this.” There was something carnal in his eyes, something different from what you’d seen before.
“Of course, and you’re mine as well, Ayato.”
“Have you given up on that name you have been calling me now? I do very much prefer you saying my name… But that one did have a nice ring to it, though.” His gloved hand pulled the material of the panties back, your cock slipping out and smacking your stomach, precum smearing everywhere. Hissing when his hand tugged on it, timing his slow and deep thrusts with his hand, and making sure you felt the leather of his glove properly on your cock whilst thumbing the slit every so often. He took note of every gasp and moan you made, every little movement. Genuine bliss from just seeing you enjoy yourself.
“They’ll hear you outside, pet. Or are you trying to let them know what we are doing?”
“Ayato− Just…”
“Don’t hate me in the morning.” Both hands made their way to your hips, pulling you nearly entirely off of him before slamming himself into you. Your arms flew around his neck, one short scream soon turned into nothing, not a peep left your mouth in pure shock over how deep this position let him hit. He did it again and again, wet slaps and your moans could be heard as they battered off the walls and echoed within the study, Ayato enjoying himself to the max without a shred of evidence that he’d stop any time soon. The delicious way he hit your prostate over and over, struggling to hold anything in, that embarrassment you could have felt dissipating. You whined when you came, soiling his suit jacket like you had some endless supply.
Ayato took this chance to change positions, sliding stuff across the desk to make room for you to lay on. Kissing you with a fervour you’d never seen on him before, tongues’ dancing and teeth clashing, it’s like he was desperate to consume every part of you in a short amount of time. Pulling you in by your hips, he angled them up so they’d meet his own. He pushed into you again, sliding in easily, pushing hair out of his face as his hips rolled slowly into you at a gentle pace.
“Faster…” You whined. Wanting him to be satisfied as well, which didn’t take him long to breathe out and obeying you, giving you what you wanted.
“You feel amazing, and I have this all to myself…” He slammed into you again and again, not missing the way you tried to prevent yourself from cumming again, hand gripping the base tightly. He removed your hand replacing it with his right one, playing dirty as he seen your face scrunch up and you tightening around him. That familiar knot in your stomach welling up again, but before you could let yourself cum, you reached your hands up to try and grab onto Ayato properly, wanting to hold him close. He noted, despite his blissed-out expression, smiling warmly and bending down for you to wrap your arms around him.
You whisper little ‘I love you’s between needy moans, blowing air down his neck which caused Ayato to shiver. His own needy pants, groans, and moans of your name let you know that he was close, where he buried his face into your neck. Littering wet kisses and biting your neck softly. To prevent him from escaping, you wrapped your legs around him, and he filled you up with his own release. He kept thrusting slowly, fucking his cum into you and shivering every time you squeezed around him, you released another pool of cum that still managed to get all over Ayato’s clothes. You both stay like that for a while, just holding each other close as you both catch your breaths, not really caring that the stickiness of it all was getting gross.
Ayato was the first to move, kissing up to your face and giving you a quick peck on the lips before sitting up the way. You untangled your legs that were still wrapped around him, and he slides out of you, noticing the way his cum just drips and drips out of you. He puts his cock back in his pants, noticing the mess they were in as well, before removing his jacket and using it as something to cover you up.
“Let’s go bathe together.” He had stated, helping you off of the desk and supporting you as you wobbled slightly like a baby deer.
“I feel like you’re spoiling me again…” Ayato laughs at this, shaking his head as he all but drags you to the bathroom. He sits you down on a stool when you arrive, running the bath and removing everything he was wearing. He undressed you as well, quickly getting under the small shower beside the bath to wash off quickly. After guiding you to the bath, sitting you into it and following suit by sitting behind you, he cuddled into your back as you both relaxed in the hot water.
“If this was spoiling you, then I want to know what taking care of my partner normally is like. You were amazing, I never would have thought you’d do something like that either.” He chuckled light-heartedly, kissing your shoulder blades and rubbing circles into your hips.
okay decided to make another post apologising for the lack of updates, i have approx. 5 fics in the works and i’m struggling to write them well and all</3
i’ll have an Ayato one out soon that an anon requested, kinda like a pt 2 to bloodline, so go read it for now hehe !!
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