don’t know who will read this but thank you to everyone who’s believed in me and liked my writing <3
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i’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and i think i’m ready to leave. it’s been 10 months since i came to tumblr from wattpad and i think its a really good decision i made! I’LL BE HERE UNTIL 23rd APRIL BECAUSE IT’LL BE EXACTLY TEN MONTHS (´▽｀) i’ve made so many friends from both wattpad and tumblr that honestly i feel really bad for leaving this account ;-; but i feel like it is time?? (if that makes sense) i know it hasn’t been a long time since i came and now i’m leaving but it’s just … it doesn’t feel right anymore? i just don’t feel the same passion or have the same amount of creative juices left in me for writing and it’s stressing me out because i am not doing good enough in my opinion, and i know i do not need that kind of negative thoughts anymore in my life. i think another reason would just be that i don’t have the motivation i used to have, i have like 400+ followers and yet only my mutuals interact with me (and some anons that appear once in a blue moon), i guessed the lack of interaction made me feel horrible and “not loved” when i know that’s not really the case. and i’m not saying that i’m not grateful and yes, i am writing for myself but i think everyone who writes will understand what i mean (O_O) but it was fun while it lasted! i just don’t have the mental capacity even for mysef anymore so i don’t know how i’m even going to manage in the future but yes we’ll see … and i may or may not get back into writing!
moran has you leaning on his chest, head resting just below his shoulders as his hands push your legs apart, running his gun along your inner thighs, making you shiver at the cool metal against your skin
“you wanna tell me what you did wrong today, hmm?”
mouth pressing kisses behind you ear and down your jaw as he pushes his gun against your clothed clit, rubbing it up and down — the ridges and pressue from the gun elicits whimpers out of you as you arch your back, fingers digging into his pants
you’ve been teasing him the whole time throughout the mission, acting like a brat when you know he doesn’t like it
you didn’t expect him to pull out his gun, locking you in his room at the manor when you two return! you just wanted him to be rough, rougher than usual because of all the pent up energy you noticed he hasn’t been able to release
“think it’s funny to tease me and act like a brat?”
and you’re shaking slightly in his arms, both from excitement and fear of what he was going to do to you with his pistol
you could see the tip of his gun shining under the light because of how wet you are, and he’s chuckling to himself at your reactions, so easy to tease and so enjoyable to watch
“I don’t think I did anything wron-”
you’re cut off from your sentence as he moves your panties to the side, gun dragging along your slit to gather up more juices, making you bite back a moan
“what was it that you’re saying?”
“I said, I don’t think-”
“that’s the wrong answer, sweetheart.”
the ex-colonel pushes the tip of his gun into you, causing you to squirm back against him and apply pressure on his dick, pulling groans out of him
“last chance.”
he kisses your neck and jaw as he twists the gun slightly, edging you from the small stretch of his gun
“‘m sorry! I just wanted you to be rough! please, I need more…”
you feel him smile against your skin, clearly satisfied from your answer as he pushes his gun deeper into you, filling you up to the brim with the cool metal
you’re clenching around the gun as you gasp from the pleasure and he’s laughing as he feels the gun move from your tightening walls
“you could’ve just said so.”
“not- as- fun-”
words staggering to come out as he pulls out his gun before pushing it back in, angling the gun so that it scrapes along the right spots in your gummy walls
his free hand trials to your chest, long fingers pinching and twirling your hardened nipples as he kisses your sensitive spots on your neck, leaving hickies for the rest of the group to see when he’s done with you
you relax against moran as he keeps your legs spread apart with his own, gun pistoning in and out of you at a faster rate than before, determined to send you over the edge
“cum—ming!”
you’re gasping as his fingers move to your clit to draw circles, overstimulating your senses as the knot in your stomach threatens to tear apart
he’s going to make you see stars so bright you might even pass out from the incoming orgasm
he doesn’t stop when you cum, toes curling on the bedsheets and nails digging into his thighs — the gun along with his fingers continues to stimulate you, helping you ride out your crashing orgasm
and when you finally come back to your senses, he’s running his hand through your hair as he massages your thighs, muttering sweet praises of how well you did for him, and you squirting on his gun only boosted his ego even more, making a silent note to himself that you now have a gun kink
all because of @sanoinc ‘s annoying little thirst 🕺🏻 yeah i’m a whore so what
khonshu’s literally twice your size. and a god. if he wanted to throw you across a field, he’ll be able to do it without breaking a sweat
so when you get on his limo in that cute little dress of yours, he’d be so, so mean about it! grabbing your hands to lead you to his lap, patting on one of them to tell you to take a seat
“my my, aren’t you looking beautiful tonight.”
goosebumps litter your skin as his sultry voice rang throughout the vehicle, looking down at you as you straddle his thigh and struggling to contain yourself from grinding on him
your fingers dig into his shoulders as you try to ground yourself because you know he’s not going to make this any easier for the both of you, especially not when you’re dressed like this tonight
your evening dress already bunching up on your thighs, allowing you to soak your wetness on his white dress pants, leaving an obvious mark that has him reeling in desire
he’s never felt this way, at least not for the past centuries he’s been alive for, but you’re an exception, the one and only he would do this for — he needs to know you’re his and all his
one of his hand grips your upper thigh as the other grazed lightly upon your waist, “look at you, all soaked up and we haven’t even done anything yet.” you shudder at his words, thighs clenching around his and he laughs at your reaction
khonshu’s grip tightens around your waist, pushing you back on forth on his thigh — his other hand leaves your thighs and grabs your chin, tilting your head to the side while the tip of his beak traces your jaw and down your collarbones, successfully cutting the thin strap of your dress, making the fabric slide down your shoulder
he can’t wait to claim you as his, but he needs to hear it. he needs to hear it from you that he’s all you need. tell him what he wants to hear and you’ll get all you’ve ever desired
you’re gasping and moaning his name as you speed up, clit brushing against the fabric of your underwear and his pants — you feel your legs starting to cramp, and if it wasn’t for him moving you, you might have stopped chasing your high
you’re clenching around nothing as your clit bumps into a specific spot on his thigh, the sudden sensation making you gasp and clench around nothing, making you take in the smell of sex in the air which turned you on even more
“you wanna cum?”
you nod at his question, hoping he’d give you the relief you’re searching so hard for
khonshu slows you down as he lifts you up ever so slightly, reducing the pleasure you feel immensely as he grinds you lightly on his thigh, clearly edging you
“tell me,” his low voice rang in your head, making you look up at him, hoping the emotions in your eyes will be able to show him how much you need this, “tell me I’m the only god you need, and I’ll let you cum all you want.”
you’re squirming on his thigh as he moves you back and forth lightly, nine times, you count
“khonshu—” you choke out as he pushes you down hard on the tenth roll against his thighs before lifting you up slightly again for another nine rolls, “hah fuck— you’re the only god— I need!” you hear him hum in satisfaction before pressing you down again for the tenth roll and you feel your orgasm coming back
“aren’t you adorable? so fucking obedient for your god.”
he laughs as he grinds you on his thighs at a faster pace, your body shaking from the immense pleasure you’re about to feel
and it comes crashing, so hard that you’re seeing stars as jagged pants of his name falls from your lips like a prayer — just how he likes it to be
khonshu catches you as you fall side ways, leaning you on his chest as you breathe in his scent, hands wrapping around his waist
“did you think we were done? it’s time for your god to show what he can offer to you.”
CW; sub! fem reader, wearing of his clothes, size difference, fingering, slight manhandling
“what do you think?”
you skipped slightly out of the bathroom, twirling around to show off your outfit to ayato who’s standing by the mirror, “you look good, still very adorable though.”
he’s smiling as he looks you up and down, laughing internally at your outfit while he moves to lean against the mirror — you thought that maybe wearing his usual clothes would make you look more manly and give you the confidence like he had, but instead you look even smaller than you already were compared to him
you turn to look at the mirror, hands barely coming out of the sleeves to adjust the coat and accessories around your neck, feeling slightly choked by the layering
you were so focused on trying to get the effect you want that you didn’t even notice him standing behind you as his hands dipped down your waist to the pants
“my pants are a little loose on you.”
he’s so close to you, whispering in your ear, lips grazing your skin, and you could kiss him if you turned a little more — plus he smells so fucking good, like walking through a woody forest after it rains
and you know he’s teasing, body pressed against yours while he pushes himself further into your back, hard on brushing against you
“it’s comfortable though, and it smells like you.”
“yeah?”
“mhmm.”
tension rises in the air as you turn around, hands pressing on his chest as you push him backwards, making him fall into his leather chair before pulling him by his tie towards you again
you’re staring down at him for once and it’s giving you so much assertiveness against him, and you now understand why he loves it when you’re all obedient for him
one of your leg steps on the chair between his legs as you lean forward, eyes sparkling in desire, not really sure what to do next
“is this all you’ve got?”
ayato moves closer, lips touching yours as his hand squeezed around your waist, a hint of his smug smile appearing on his face
you’re about to push him back to show him that you’re capable of more when he flips the two of you around in an instant, trapping you in the leather chair now instead of him
“you did good at trying to imitate me, but if you’re done playing, I think it’s my turn to show you how to really do it.”
and his lips crashed into yours, tongue dipping into your mouth as he explores, occasionally sucking on the tip of your tongue making your head spin
you give in at trying to be the one dominating, whining into his mouth as his fingers unzip the pants before pushing his leather gloved hands under your panties
the feeling of the smooth material against your clit has you arching yourself towards him even more, hands flying up to hook around his neck as you both part for air
“m— more!”
and he’s kissing you again, tongue running along your lower lip to distract you as he plunges his fingers into you, gloves already dripping with your wetness
something about you trying to be the one in charge turns him on to no end, it gets him even more excited and wants to show you how he will always be the one taking care of you
ayato’s fingers feels ten times better than your own, stretching you out enough for him to fit his third finger in, pushing your walls apart slightly as his middle finger reaches up to that spot, curling sweetly against it
his other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him as he sneers at you, making you squeeze around his gloved fingers
“look at this,” he pulls them out, tapping them against your lips, “look at how filthy you are.” as he shoves his fingers in your mouth, making sure you clean them properly, just how he likes it
“gonna show you what it’s like to be in charge, so use that pretty head of yours and take in everything I teach you.”
you’re writhing against him, head pressed against the wall as you try to move away, only to be proven unsuccessful as childe traps you between him and the wall — he says this is your reward, for always being such a good help to him, but right now, you don’t really think so, it feels more like torture
your cries ricochet the marbled walls, fingers failing to locate on anything to grab on as your legs began to shake, hoping you won’t hurt yourself if you do fall to the ground
“aren’t you cute? grinding yourself on the shower head.”
childe’s condescending words did not bother you, in fact, it did get you more worked up than you already were — and you hear him laugh as you cry out his name, hips moving on its own accord against the water current
you think you’re so disgusting, getting yourself off something that isn’t your boyfriend, but you’ve changed your mind because this feels amazing and you don’t want it to stop
“hnngh— childe! please…”
“please what? you gotta tell me what you want so I can give it to you.”
he’s grinning, that sneaky bastard — you know he’s doing it on purpose, he knows that you can’t even form a proper sentence anymore
“more! need— more!”
“good girl.”
and he obligies, turning up the speed of the water current, warm water shoots up directly to your clit acting as a natural vibrator, and you feel yourself fall back against his chest, mouth agape as you succumb to the pleasure
it comes unexpectedly, you’re frozen for a second as you relish in that high, enjoying the small heartbeats inside you, already wanting more than just one ograsm — and you turn to look at him, eyes bright and body trembling
“mmm, so pretty like this.”
he’s groaning into your ear as he presses himself against your back, getting off of the fact that you came just from the shower head, he thinks he might never get enough of this, and he can’t wait for more
CW; sub fem! reader, monsterfucking?, cunninglingus, mentions of dacryphillia
you’re gasping for air, all the oxygen in your lungs have been taken away by the intoxicating feeling of zhongli’s tongue
from the corner of your eye, you watch as your god’s golden veined arms slid up your thighs and you feel the strong grip of his hands pushing your legs apart, allowing more access to your honey-filled core
you never liked the idea of having someone eating you out, but when you feel his long and splitted dragon tongue enter you, all hesitation flew out the roof
the tip of his tongue parts as they touch your gummy walls, finding your g-spot immediately, giving you the pleasure that you’ve never felt before
he thinks it’s so funny, you, his little worshipper, praying to him everyday and trying to maintain your respect for your god while being the good and innocent girl that you are
and yet when night falls, you just can’t help but touch yourself and think about him in that awfully sinful way — how his firm hands would wrap around your body, how he’d fuck you hard, praising you for being such a good little girl for him, offering him devotions and everything
“—feels good, sir!”
you hear him chuckle as you struggle to talk, incoherent words tumbling out from your mouth as your hands rake through his hair and feel him groan against you
he’s straining in his pants, tongue dipping in and out of you at a faster pace, finger touching all your sensitive spots — he wants to make you cry, wants to take you so high up before pushing you off the edge, watching you as you fall and beg for more
you’re close, so close, you think you might pass out from how good he feels — and when you do reach your high, your vision turns white and time stops as you try to catch your breath, body shaking from the aftershocks
and the bed dips as your god climbs over you, the golden streaks on his body buzzing with energy, telling you just how much he needs you, how much he needs to fuck you into oblivion, to reward you for being good
he caresses your face with the most charming smile you have ever seen in your whole life, “you’ll give me another one right, sweetheart?”
CW; fucked by three men lmao + the smut stuff that we are all familiar with
part 1
you bit your lower lip as your legs shake from being nervous and the orgasm before, eyes darting towards and away from the door every few seconds to see if the knob would turn. you know they’re edging you, it’s been twenty minutes since they told you to wait in the sleeping area for them
your hands are clasped together, silently thanking the department heads that the whole floor of this building belongs to you guys and that there is a resting area with huge beds — being scientists working on a big research project means many hours of focus and lack of sleep, there are countless times throughout the two months of internship that you have not went home at night but instead stayed over to rest
your lab coat and shoes are long gone, hanging by the chair at the side of the room, hands smoothing down your skirt nervously — why are they taking so long anyway? what’s there to prepare for? or maybe they’re just trying to edge you, making you more than eager for their touch when they do come. you’re pulled out of your thoughts once again when you hear the knob turn, door swinging open at the sight of three very handsome men
pantalone looks over at you with his signature charming smile as he locks the door shut behind them, “sorry we had you wait so long, childe had to take care of something. looks like you listened to us, hmm?” childe in fact, did not have anything to take care of, they really did just want to see how well you’d hold up to their edging
you gulped, pupils dilating as they walked closer, “yes sir, I listened and sat here, like you requested.”
“mmm, aren’t you obedient? just want us to praise you, huh?”
dottore’s teasing words made you rub your legs together slightly, trying to hide your very obvious arousal for them which did not go unnoticed by these sharp eyed professors while childe kneeled down infront of you and pressed his hands on your knees
“may I?” his fingers ghosting over the insides of your thighs, asking for permission to open them up, to which you nodded slightly, the action resulted in you accidentally letting out a small sound of approval, making him smile and grip your thighs harder. you watched as childe’s hands inch under your skirt, fingers moving painfully slow as he stares at you, gauging your reaction — you can feel yourself get wetter, body heating up at the intense stares from the professors
your own fingers digging into the bed sheets beside you as childe dipped his head between your now wide open thighs, alternating between kisses and nibbles, leaving red marks everywhere — you can’t help but stare, the way he’s kneeling on the ground, hands grabbing your thighs, and his eyes, god his eyes are beautiful, he’d make eye contact with you once in a while, and you could see how much he’s enjoying every single second between your thighs
just when you’re about to beg for more, a piece of wraps around your eyes and dottore’s fingers combs through your hair as he finish tying the small knot at the back of your head, making sure you can’t see and that the knot wouldn’t hurt if you lie down
being blindfolded meant relying on your other senses — your ears perk up at the soft footsteps of pantalone as he walks over to the opposite side of dottore, fingers sliding up your waist as he teases the fabric around that area. a whine escapes you unintentionally and you’re getting dizzy, everything feels good, too good, but they’re edging you, never moving forward nor backwards, just light touches like the ones in the lab
“ple—please!”
and you feel childe smirk against your thigh along with pantalone’s nail scratching you slightly while dottore scooped you up into his arms as he sat on the bed, situating your back against his chest, pulling you between his legs, hooking them around yours to stop your legs from closing. they’ve somehow removed your clothes in an instant, making you feel exposed — and even with the blindfold, you can tell just how dangerous of a position you are in right now, you’re just a weak prey trying to defend yourself but will still be ravaged in the end
you hear shuffling, and the next thing you know, childe has his mouth over your cunt, tongue gliding across all your sensitive spots — the sudden pleasure and the lack of warning sent signals to your brain and your back arched, pushing yourself against both men, your legs threatening to close in on childe’s head but was proved impossible by how strong dottore is compared to you
inconsistent hums of approval would spill from childe, sending the vibrations through your body while dottore’s fingers and mouth explore your body, at this point you’re crying again, dampening the cloth on your eyes, you’re trying to beg but it’s overwhelming with two men touching you. you squeeze around the tip of childe’s tongue as you feel your stomach tighten, toes curling into the sheets beneath, gasps and whimpers left your quivering lips as his nose bumps into your clit, sending you over the edge immediately
“that felt good, didn’t it?” pantalone asked as childe helped you ride out your high, hands rubbing soothing circles on your thigh, “answer me.”
“y-yes professor.”
“good, now don’t you think you should give us our reward for making you come twice?”
dottore asks as he lifts you up again, turning you around so that you’re on all fours, still blindfolded and oblivious to your surroundings and just how lustful the men looks. you feel childe step behind you while his hands run over your back, helping you relax as he slips himself into you, stretching you out slowly, not wanting to hurt you — he thinks you’re so precious, so cute, all splayed out for them to ruin and play with
dottore on the other hand taps your lips slightly, to which you opened your mouth — “wider” as he shoved himself into you, making you gag at the sudden intrusion, you’re already whining and clenching around them both, making the two professors groan and tighten their grip on you. you don’t know where pantalone is, probably watching, and that turned you on even more — three hot professors taking turns to fuck you? you must’ve saved the world in your past life or something
you’re still so sensitive from your previous orgasm that when childe moves, you’re tightening around him so much, making him fall deeper into this pleasurable feeling and the next thing you know, his tip hits that spongy spot in your and you’re moaning against dottore’s dick uncontrollably
this domino effect unleashed something in both men, going faster and harder, chasing after their highs as they spill degradation and praises, making your head dizzy. you feel your arms and legs giving out as dottore cums in your mouth, the hot white liquid going down your throat as he pulls out, grabbing your hair to check if you swallowed it while childe cums right after, his hands leaving red marks on your waist
“you swallowed all of it? good girl, didn’t even need us to tell you to do it.” dottore kisses your cheeks as you slump to the bed after childe releases his grip on you, leather gloved fingers pushing his seeds back into your hole
you think you might pass out from the intense workout, but pantalone appears from nowhere before carrying you over to the bathroom, making you sit on the ledge as he stands between your legs where they wrap around his waist automatically. he doesn’t give you any time to react before pushing himself in again, your fingers digging into his back at the feeling of his dick stretching you out, the pain residing almost immediately due to childe’s ministrations from before
your eyes start to adjust when you feel him remove the blindfold, the bright light from the bathroom making you squint, when your vision finally clears you’re greeted by the sight of the messy, fucked out version of yourself in the mirror
this angle and position is so fucking embarrassing, you can see just how lewd you look as your professors fuck you dumb, claiming you as theirs — “do you see how fucked out you are? you’re just a fuck toy for us to play with, aren’t you?” you moan into pantalone’s neck as he starts moving, his pants already stained with your wetness mixed with childe’s cum
“hnngh— feels good sir, wanna make you guys proud!”
“and you are! look at how much they came in you, you’re making us feel so good.”
you think you might burst from happiness, professor pantalone’s praises always turns you on so much, hearing approval from all three of them makes everything feel so much better — and so you press your lips against his, tongue dipping into his mouth, wanting to show them just how good you can make them feel and that you’ll work even harder for them!
pantalone groans in your mouth as he quickens his pace, feeling his own stomach tighten at how desperate you are trying to prove yourself to them, you can see dottore and childe leaning by the door, watching you, staring you down with eyes filled with lust, thinking about what to do with you the next few rounds
pantalone’s fingers slid down your body towards your clit, startling you as he applied pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves, the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix and the pleasure from your clit made you squeeze around him, head leaning on his shoulder as you let out a silent scream at the huge wave of orgasm. the aftershocks of your high made you clench around him even more, sending him over the edge as well, teeth sinking into your shoulder as he cums in you, hips slowing down in the process
your head is thrown back as you whine when he pulls out after a while, pantalone looks down at you while his fingers still rubs at your clit, overstimulating you with that devious smirk of his, and you’re begging again, trying to escape from his fingers, only proven to be unsuccessful as the wall and your already tired body prevents you from doing so
without warning, he flips you over his shoulder again, bringing you back to the bed, and you hear the constant whirring of a vibrator, that’s when you knew you’re in for a longer night than you thought
CW; sub fem! reader, voyeurism, fingering, reader wears a skirt in the lab, LAB EQUIPMENT — vortex mixer, manhandling, pet names, degradation, praising, idk man
part 2‼️
you scrunched your nose a little, trying to adjust the lab googles perched on them without using your hands as both were occupied with the ongoing experiment
everything has to be perfect, there shouldn’t be any more mistakes, you didn’t want the professors to think you’re a burden to their research
you were so concentrated on getting the test right that you didn’t even hear professor pantalone come up behind you, hand on your shoulder to ask how it was going, only until you felt his breath by your ear did you jump back slightly, back bumping into his chest
“ah! sorry sir, I didn’t realize you were behind me.”
“it’s alright, how’s the experiment going?” professor pantalone asks as he grabs your arm lightly, fingers nimbly rolling up your lab coat’s sleeves for you, smiling slightly at the name you called him, compared to him, you’re so small and so obedient
you turned towards him, smiling as you tell him what you have done for the day, hoping that it will be of use for his report writing later on, “thank you, those are very useful information. I’m so glad we hired you as our intern.”
you loved it whenever professor pantalone praises you — he says all of them very sincerely with a smile on his face, since he is very serious most of the time, the contrast is something you never knew you would’ve enjoyed, also not to mention his voice! hot as fuck
“did you get the results?” professor dottore walked into the lab, eyes still looking down at the research materials in his hands
“mhm, it’s a little off our estimate but professor pantalone said it should be fine!” you really admired professor dottore, he’s always engrossed in his experiments and research, doing what he loves makes him look a hundred times more attractive
“is pantalone here? there’s something wrong with the data.”
the three of you turn to look at the emergency exit door at the other side of the lab where the voice came from, only to see professor tartaglia, or childe peek his head in, smiling when he saw all three of you
professor childe was the easiest to talk to because of how friendly he is, it was very comfortable to know that there is someone else here to hype up the serious atmosphere other than you trying to remain optimistic all the time
landing this internship at one of the best universities in the world was, in your opinion, your best stroke of luck, you thought you did pretty badly at the interviews but a few days later, they called back saying you were accepted. it’s only been two months and you’ve learned so much, sometimes you even wake up laughing like a mad woman because of this
what you also didn’t expect was to be guided by three very charming and young professors! every once in a while you would hear your classmates complain about their internship, but this is something you’ll brag about forever
to say you weren’t attracted to them would be an understatement, sometimes you’d even fantasize what it would be like to be in between all three, it must feel really amazing …
“is that why you’re blushing?” childe’s voice pulled you out from your thoughts, head still a little hazy from them, “sorry?” — didn’t he just leave with the other two professors?
“we heard you loud and clear, princess.”
the man stepped closer, bending down slightly so that he was almost at eye level, his smirk never leaving his face while he backs you into the laboratory bar stool, his hand supporting himself on the table behind you
“n-no, you heard me wrong!”
you could see the other two professors move closer from behind him, a shiver went down your spine as the tension rose in the air, you did not think your thoughts would come out of your mouth so carelessly, much less right in front of them
“did you really think we wouldn’t notice the way you look at us? the way you fidget and close your legs whenever we praise and touch you?”
was it that obvious? your little school girl crush on the three of your professors out on display for all of them to see, you could feel your cheeks heating up and legs clenching together to hide your nerves and arousal again, further proving their point
while you were thinking about how embarrassing that was, childe’s hands trailed up your arm and towards your face, caressing them softly. you looked up at him nervously, secretly hoping he’d do more than just light, considerably respectful touches
dottore must’ve seen the desperate look in your eyes, “don’t just look at him, you gotta tell us what you want or we won’t understand, hmm?”
his hand landing softly on your lower thigh, rubbing circles on them as his mouth press kisses on your jaw, making you tilt your head and let out a shaky sigh of relief. it all felt so good that you didn’t even notice when pantalone came to the other side as he slid his own hand up your other thigh, completely trapping you between the table and the three of them
“please touch me more ...” you begged, voice coming out as a whisper which collectively pulls groans out of the three men, “fuck, such a good girl for us.” childe presses his lips onto yours, taking in your whine from his praise
in the heat of the moment, your shirt had already rode up from pantalone’s hands, if it wasn’t for the lab coat you would be completely exposed and vulnerable to them, just how they want you to be
their hands and mouth are everywhere on your body, overwhelming you with the different pleasures as dottore’s hand slid under your skirt, fingers teasing at the hem of your underwear while the other two stops your body from squirming away
“you’re this wet already? we haven’t even done much.” dottore smiled as his fingers dipped into your folds, alternating between figure eights and tapping on your clit, the sudden pleasure making you gasp and arch your back, your chest presenting itself to childe who’s finger and mouth teased your nipples while removing your soaked underwear in the process
you wanted to touch them but you couldn’t, pantalone is too strong compared to you! if you weren’t sitting down and if childe wasn’t between your legs holding them apart, you think you might have already fallen onto the ground, knees weak and shaking from the overstimulation
finally, after what felt like ages, dottore’s fingers slid in, curling and pumping at the right places, pulling strings of moans and whines out of you, only to be devoured by pantalone’s mouth on yours, keeping you quiet
“fuck— I’m cumming-”
immediately, a whine escapes you as his fingers leave your hole, you feel yourself tearing up as your high leaves you, already missing the feeling of his cold fingers. before you could retaliate, you’re lifted into the air by pantalone who walks over to one empty table tops, making you sit on the vortex mixer while childe plugs in the power, while he slowly twists the speed control button
“relax princess, it’ll feel good, promise.”
the slow vibrations of the mixer hits directly onto your clit and you feel your legs give out beneath you, body jolting forward while supporting yourself with your hands. you feel tears falling as your googles fog up from your panting while it slides from your face, pleas and incoherent words tumbling out of your already swollen lips, but all that did was excite the three men even more — teasing and cooing as they increased the speed, telling you how well you’re doing for them
the chord in your lower stomach tightened as dottore increased the speed, grinning as he watches you grind yourself on the mixer, “look at how filthy you are, getting yourself off from a lab equipment.” clenching around nothing at your professors’ words, you think you might burst from how euphoric this is, everything feels so good you think you might see stars when you cum
pantalone grabs a fistful of your hair and tilts your head up, forcing you to make eye contact with them, “you wanna cum, pretty girl?” a shaky whine escapes you, satisfying the man, “beg for it then.”
childe leans towards you, smiling as you whimper “please” with all the energy you have left, “come on, I’m sure you can do better than that.”
“please— please let me cum professor— I’ll do— anything!” tears spill from your eyes, hiccups and whines escape you, hoping it will convince them to do as you please
“good girl.” your eyes lit up as you watch dottore twist the button, maxing the speed out — soft whirring sounds fill up the room along with your cries
and finally, the chord in your stomach loosened and your vision turned white and you fall limp towards them. your head hanged loosely as they decreased the speed, helping you ride out your high while wiping the tears away and telling you how horribly you have ruined the machine with your juices
childe grabs your chin and lifts your head up, smirking as he watches you cry in pleasure while “thank yous” spill from your lips, he’s clearly enjoying the fucked out state you’re in
“you said you’ll do anything, right?” you’re too dazed to even reply them, only nodding your head slightly as a response to their question, “good, because we’re going to fucking ruin you.”
the ones with massive corruption + degrading kink — head going fuzzy when you whimper beneath them, saying it’s your first time
will try to contain themselves but end up losing their mind when they push into you, grabbing your waist to fit into you better as you swallow their lenght inside you
teases you because you’re begging for more after the first time — fucks you so good he’s turned you into his whore by the time he’s had you for the third time
the more gentle group of people! loses their mind too but has a better hold of themselves when it comes to pleasure
tries to pretend that you being a pure little thing doesn’t bother them but inside, they’re going crazy, just can’t wait to show you how good he’s going to make you feel
praises you so much — tells you how well you’re taking him for your first time, and many more to come, teases you towards the end because he knows you’ll come begging for more
he’s always thought that maid dresses wouldn’t have an effect on him, so many people wear it and yet it doesn’t phase him even one bit — but when he saw you walking out of the bathroom in that dress, he thinks his heart might have jumped out of his chest because he can’t breathe anymore
his hands would go around your neck and waist, fingers drawing small circles on your body while he stares at you, not uttering a single word before leaning forward to kiss you, groaning as he hoists you up and brings you to the bed, lips never leaving yours
he’d be so shy about it though, telling you how cute and innocent you look as his fingers inch upwards and under your dress to touch you — smiling when he feels that you’re already wet and how easily his finger dips into your core, curling at your sweet spot, making you cum again and again
turned on immediately, pulls you over and makes you straddle his lap as he cooes over how fuckable you look, whispers all the things he wants to do to you as he nibbles and kisses at your jaw, laughs when you tremble in his arms
wants to fuck you into oblivion but decideds to enjoy the scene a little while longer so he makes you cockwarm him as he plays with your clit and chest, moving his hips once in a while to pull sweet moans out of you!
in the end, he’s the one that couldn’t take it anymore and thrusts hard into you, cumming almost immediately because of how pent up he is — and the fact that you’re crying because of the teasing turns him on even more — he just wants to bully you further
stares for the longest time, mouth agape and everything — filthy thoughts fill his head as you twirl around, asking if it looks good on you, everything about this outfit makes you look incredible
he’d be so gentle though, touching your whole body starting from your arm and down your stomach, head dipping beneath the skirt as his hands grip your thighs, pushing them apart
needs to feel and ruin you, his corruption kink appearing as you gasp and tug at his hair, thighs closing in on his head, groans into your heat and tells you to open them up so he can taste you properly, you wouldn’t want your boyfriend to get angry right?
CW; sub fem! reader, degradation, praising, slight bdsm, voyeurism, cockwarming, consensual drugging of aphrodisiacs, edging, overstimulation, gun kink, lingere, vibrator, oral (giving and receiving)
AETHER is so sweet! he just wants to make you feel amazing and be all obedient, laid out on the bed just for him to ruin, loves to praise you, tells you how you’re such a good girl — wants you by his side all the time, he just wants to touch and be in your presence, would love to stay in bed with you all day and make love!
— ALBEDO buys you the pretties of things whenever he sees something he thinks you would like, will not hesitate to buy the most expensive things on the planet just to make you happy — loves it when you thank him by sucking him off in his lab / office when you clearly know there are other people right outside the unlocked door
AYATO is really mean, he’ll say the nastiest, most degrading things to you in bed even though he does not look like he would when you first got to know him — buys you toys to keep yourself entertained while he is busy with work, will praise and reward you so much if he comes home and finds you sprawled out on your shared bed, waiting for him to ravage you
— BAIZHU is definitely into bondage, especially when he ties you up in the prettiest of ropes that he chose for you himself, looking down at you while he watches you squirm nervously under his gaze — he’ll tie you up for hours, for as long as he is satisfied with your reactions from his teasings
CHILDE teases you so much, he’ll make you stay in the bank with him as he waits for everyone to leave and will press you against his huge floor to ceiling windows as he pushes himself into you — cooing at how you’re sucking him in so deliciously while presenting yourself for the whole liyue to see
— DAINSLEIF is so stoic all the time but he turns soft when it’s just the two of you, will tell you how much he loves and treasures you whenever you’re perched on his lap as he kisses your jaw and neck, making you whine for more — makes you cockwarm him as he talks to the others just to feel you squeeze around him
DILUC will call you to his office while you’re busy with work just to push you against his door and kiss you roughly, telling you how beautiful you look wearing that little skirt of yours — won’t hesitate to tear every piece of cloth off your body he’ll buy you new ones don’t worry
— DOTTORE adds aphrodisiacs to the chocolates he bought you all the way from across the world, he wants to see you beg with tears in your eyes, telling him you need his help — that you cannot get yourself off unless it’s him! absolutely adores how cute you are when you’re like this
GOROU is so shy towards you so you can’t help but tease him all the time, but when he gets serious or angry, that’s when you should be careful because he will make you pass out and see stars by the time he’s done with you — loves edging you so be prepared to not cum for the rest of the night
— HAITHAM will have you ride his thigh for as long as he is satisfied for, making you cum on his leg again and again, he thinks that overstimulation is the best way to teach you how to listen and stop being a brat — he wont’ listen even if you beg him to let you stop, promising that you’ll be good
HEIZOU definitely has a gun kink if it’s in the modern au, will watch in awe as he pushes his favorite gun into your mouth, smiling at how well you’re taking the pistol as his fingers curl inside you, hands drenched in your slick — fucks you with his gun later on as he degrades you, telling you how much of a whore you are to be enjoying being fucked by his gun
— ITTO has no shame, wants you to wear the prettiest and cutest lingeries he can find just to rip it off you again and again — his princess just looks too inviting to not bury his face between your thighs and eat you out for the next one hour! you’ve honestly lost track of the number of times you’ve cum after the third time
KAEYA is mean as well, he’ll pull you into his office and remove you underwear, saying he’ll keep it safe in his pockets as the two of you head for a meeting with friends — during which he fingers you under the table while still being able to concentrate on what the others are saying, will smirk at you as you clench around his fingers, a silent signal to beg him to let you come
— KAZUHA loves it when you wear sundresses, and he goes crazy when the wind blows your dress up a little, leaving so many thoughts in his mind when he sees your upper thighs — will fuck you right then and there if you let him, praises the shit out of you and leaves so many bite marks on your skin
VENTI pretends to be drunk so that you will take care of him extra carefully and let your guard down at the same time — that’s the best time for him to push you down onto your shared bed and tease you while he pushes his knee between your legs, giggling when you bite back a moan
— PANTALONE is really mean as well despite his kind exterior, he’ll play with the vibrator controls as he talks to dottore and childe, making sure you’re right next to him so you would have to pretend like nothing is wrong when in fact, your legs are about to give out any moment now — really throws you over the edge later on when he lets the toy run at maximum speed and pushes himself into you, fucking you dumb
THOMA takes care of you so well! probably the only one who actually makes love and has no exterior motives all the time, just wants to see you break down and tell him how good he’s making you feel! — wants you to feel euphoria and know what it’s like to be loved, always and forever
— TIGHNARI fucks you in the library. I just know it. makes you hook one leg over his shoulder as he dips his toungue into your folds, nose bumping against your clit — tells you to keep quiet or everyone else will hear and you wouldn’t want that, right? but why are you clenching around him though? he’ll also groan when you pull his hair roughly, begging him to let you cum
XIAO … please give this man a blowjob, he’s so stressed out, doesn’t want to hurt you but can’t help it whenever you gag around him, throat contracting making him curse and push himself deeper into your mouth! — returns the favor afterwards by asking you to sit on his face
— ZHONGLI enjoys watching you make yourself feel good, especially when it’s you getting yourself off on his statue, the way you whine for him to help you cum, it sends him into overdrive — he won’t budge though because he knows how turned both of you get when he watches you grind yourself on his statue’s thigh
absolutely loves when you wear thigh highs, especially white ones and he’ll tell you that they make you look so beautiful, “just like an angel” — not that you aren’t one already!
will really just take his time with you even though he’s painfully hard in his pants, but he wants to admire the view a little while longer — you panting softly while he kisses your thighs through the fabric, eyes darting away from his when you feel his fingers run all over your legs
edges you so much, everytime you think he’s going to touch you where you want him most, he moves right past it and smiles at you, how infuriating! caves in when you finally start begging for him to stop teasing, who is he to deny an angel what she wants?
trust me when I say he will go insane, he didn’t think he would be falling all over in love again when he saw you lying on your shared bed with only his shirt and some thigh highs, he thinks he might hyperventilate and die!
will be so careful when he gets onto the bed with you, hands sliding up your legs to caress the fabric and your skin, you look so pure, so innocent, so perfect, all for him
“do you like it?”, hell yeah he does — to which he immediately cups your face and kisses you, body pressing down on yours, knees between your legs, giving you the friction you’ve waited the whole day for
— TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME, AND YOU’RE ONE OF ‘EM
CW; fem! reader or anyone with the female body part, cunninlingus, fingering, ??? that’s it i think
kaeya’s hand smoothed over his suit pants, legs spreading slightly as his other hand draws you towards him by your waist, fingers itching to touch your skin under that big button up of his
you step between his legs, leaning down to press a kiss on his hair, inhaling the smell of the new shampoo you bought for him yesterday. his hands drift down toward your thighs as he slides one hand under your left knee, helping you straddle him
running your fingers through his hair and lips kissing softly at his jaw, you feel him stiffen under you, all these feather light touches drives him insane, and his body reacts when all the heat rushes from his jaw down south and he hardens even more than he should
“you gonna help me with this, pretty girl?” his voice deeper than usual, eyes narrowing as he looks at you
your giggles fill the hot air around the two of you as he takes this chance to press you closer to him and kiss your jaw just like you did to him
“mmm, it depends, only if you’ll be good boy for me.” eyes twinkling at the little attempt of imitating him with his own suave words
at your statement, his glassy blue eye seems to grow a little darker as his fingers turn colder on your bare thighs, you could literally feel the atmosphere changing, “i’m just kidding …”
in a split second, you’re flung onto the couch with kaeya hovering over you, knee sliding between your legs, giving you the friction you longed for, “princess, I make the rules here, and you know it. so if you want to cum, I suggest that you be a good girl for me.”
a whimper leaves your mouth as he finishes his sentence before he tears apart his button up shirt on you, exposing your body to him, but it isn’t enough, you want more
“kiss me, please.” you liked pleading him, not only because you’ll get what you want almost instantly, but it also gets him riled up, which is obviously a win-win situation, so you pull him in by his already loose tie, and both of you groan when pleasure pulsate through your bodies
and kaeya, he’s in pain, absolute pain, but he wants you to feel good — so when he spreads your legs wider apart and press kisses up your thighs, you know he loves you and that you’re always first in his heart
his eye dart up to look at your blissed out face as he kisses your clothed clit, alternating between sucking and pressing his tongue on it, while his finger sneaks past your already damp silk underwear, brushing lightly against your hole and chuckling when he feels you clench around nothing
your fingers fly to his hair to pull at it, hips rolling upwards to his face at the same time, praying silently that he would just give you more of the pleasure you wanted so badly and stop being such a tease
he loves to tease you, so much that it causes pain to himself — but kaeya also just adores you, when he sees your teary eyes and hears the constant “please” coming out from your mouth, he decides that, maybe, he will give it to you, since you were being a good girl and listening to him
he pushes your silk underwear to the side, exposing — what he thinks is — heaven, and he smiles, because such a sacred place is opening up to a sinner like him, giving him permission to claim this as his
when his tongue touches your bare clit, you swear you saw stars appearing on the ceiling, head turning hazy almost immediately, his tongue applies more pressure as he pushes two fingers inside you, making you whine and close your thighs around him
for some reason you’re extra sensitive today, and kaeya knows — so when his phone rings, he releases you and picks it up, leaving you to catch your breath and run your hands over him greedily
“princess, i gotta go back to the company, don’t touch yourself until i’m back, okay?”
“but—”
he pulls you up into a sitting position and cups your face before giving you a kiss on your puffed up cheek
“if you do, i won’t continue from where we stopped.”
so you huff and mutter “fine” before kissing him goodbye again, knowing full well he did it on purpose just to see you like this, needy and begging for him to touch you
but you like playing this game as much as he does, so there’s no harm in going along with it, because — two can play at this game
smth on my mind for a while,, childe applying hydro in your insides then scara using his electro vision to zap zap zap until you come then dp until like,, the next day?!?!?😓💗
yk what, i will indulge myself in one lask ask also because im at the hospital and im bored as fuck
working as a spy for the seven nations wasn’t easy, but it was interesting because you’ve met so many interesting people, and by that i also mean the fatui
you were always ready to sacrifice your life if they ever caught you so something like death does not bother you at all when you were dragged into their interrogation room where childe and scaramouche sat
what you didn’t expect was when childe ripped your skirt off, fingers gliding over your slit before drawing circles on your clit while scaramouche interrogated you, calling you a “dirty little girl” for reacting so well to him
everything felt so good and wrong at the same time, and resisting was impossible even for a top spy like you because of the amount of ropes wrapped around you
after a while of trying to get information out of you, which none came, they decided that since you’re already here, they might as well have so fun! so when both childe and scaramouche stuck two of his fingers in you and applied hydro + electro, the shock inside of you made you whimper
it shouldn’t feel good, but it did, and soon you’re cumming again and again on their fingers, brain completely fucked out by their ministrations
don’t know who will read this but thank you to everyone who’s believed in me and liked my writing <3
m.list & first ever fic here
i’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and i think i’m ready to leave. it’s been 10 months since i came to tumblr from wattpad and i think its a really good decision i made! I’LL BE HERE UNTIL 23rd APRIL BECAUSE IT’LL BE EXACTLY TEN MONTHS AND THEN I’LL DELETE TUMBLR (´▽｀) i’ve made so many friends from both wattpad and tumblr that honestly i feel really bad for leaving ;-; but i feel like it is time?? (if that makes sense) i know it hasn’t been a long time since i came and now i’m leaving but it’s just … it doesn’t feel right anymore? i just don’t feel the same passion or have the same amount of creative juices left in me for writing and it’s stressing me out because i am not doing good enough in my opinion, and i know i do not need that kind of negative thoughts anymore in my life. i think another reason would just be that i don’t have the motivation i used to have, i have like 400+ followers and yet only my mutuals interact with me (and some anons that appear once in a blue moon), i guessed the lack of interaction made me feel horrible and “not loved” when i know that’s not really the case. and i’m not saying that i’m not grateful and yes, i am writing for myself but i think everyone who writes will understand what i mean (O_O) but it was fun while it lasted! i just don’t have the mental capacity even for mysef anymore so i don’t know how i’m even going to manage in the future but yes we’ll see … and i may or may not get back into writing!
i’ll still make playlists and subliminals from time to time so you can find me from there OR my discord y²#5325 (just tell me who you are okay)
i will also post my left over drafts out because i don’t want to keep them hidden anymore
