~ content! , nsfw!, sorta angsty, penetration, afab! reader! can be fem! bodied or use fem! pronouns, praise! ~
~ context! , you were insecure about your relationship with kazuha, he however, wanted to remind you of how much he loved you by using his talent - poetic writing. ~
you couldn’t control it, tears filling your waterline to the brim as your warm palms cupped your face.
“am i enough for him?” you spoke to yourself, unaware of kazuha’s presence in the room.
“enough for who?” he spoke gently, startling you - making you turn your head around as hands wiped away the tears that threatened to fall.
“it’s no-one!” your voice cracked, “as your lover, i worry for you - especially when you’re crying.” kazuha reassured you.
you broke down, feeling arms wrap around you as they pulled you in close.
“i-i can’t, you’re too good for.. me.” you meekly sobbed, hands gripping his shirt as you tried your best to compose yourself in front of your lover. “never, we’re perfect together.” kazuha rubbed your back, pulling away to look at you.
“may i recite a poem?”
———
you gripped his shoulders, nails practically digging into his milky skin - instead, leaving red crescents on his back.
“your love is like the wind.”
“it only grows stronger.” kazuha thrust into you, moaning at the way you clenched around his length.
“your love is like the wind.”
“it’s like a breath of fresh air.” he adored at the way you threw your head back, you, whining in ecstasy as you felt a familiar knot in your stomach.
“your love is like the wind.”
“it’s something i need so much.” a coat of opalescent slick painted a ring around his cock.
“your love is like the wind.”
“it’s comforts me so much.” you slurred his name sweetly, feeling your orgasm washing over you.
“your love is like the wind.”
“it never tires me to feel it.” kazuha’s thrusts became more deeper and sensual.
“in the end,” his gentle grip on your waist became tighter.
“i love you” he squirted ropes of white cum inside your soppy cunt.
“—my dearest.” kazuha leaned into the crook of your neck, whispering into your ear with a slight smirk - placing a kiss on your jaw before he thrust his spilling seed back in.
you threw your hands around his neck, letting out small I love you too’s.
his poem, filling you up with warmth and much needed love.
marius gets like a ton of pressure to finally have his own child because - after all, who‘s going to take care of pax once he retires, right? so things escalate into a little fight with his precious wife because of the pressure, but he feels incredibly awful so he tries to make it up with her. with a good ol‘ make up fuck
but he promises he won‘t come inside, but ends up doing it because his lovely wife suddenly is too invested in this thought, about having a baby with marius and all, that she doesn‘t let him pull out on time by holding him close against herself by locking her legs around him, he thinks he imagined that but once he finds out that she‘s not THAT opposed to having a baby suddenly, he just gets really into it out of nowhere and cant. stop. breeding. her.
(i was listening to an audio on reddit, don‘t blame me for this brainrot, blame reddit for the sudden horknee)
also hi how are you doing, i missed talking to u
yae YAEEEEE FUCK i’ll have you know that I was at work when I read this and I couldn’t focus for the rest of the day after that. I hope you’re proud of yourself
ANYWAY YES just imagine the look on his face when she wraps her legs around him. like ‘oh okay we’re doing this,’ and just starts fucking her raw all night and filling her up oh so much to a point where she feels so obscenely full of his load. like rivulets of cum, his and hers just running down her thighs and onto the sheets.
he’ll put her in a mating press so he can lodge himself even deeper to make sure her womb swallows his load. she relishes at the feeling of his hot cum inside her—filling her up to brim. and when it leaks past their joined flesh, he’d pull out to scoop it with the head of his cock and then pushes it back in. this drives both of them absolutely insane—the dopamine rush reawakening their need to fuck each other’s brains out.
and so they do with the walls being the witness of their lovemaking (baby-making) session until they’re fully satiated. and it ends with her snuggling against his chest as he kisses her head and whispers good night—his palm lightly caressing her belly.
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i need this to be a fic pls write it 😭 thanks for reawakening the horny with your brainrot ily and i miss you too!!! we are in drought again so thankyou for feeding me <3
Summary: you hate working out, and yet, you keep coming back to the gym to see a certain someone.
Pairing: Xiao x fem! reader.
Word count: 1.9 k.
Warnings: mutual pining, crushes, semi public, fingering, Xiao with a teasing side but he’s very soft too, swearing, mixed format: bulleted fic + scenario.
A/n: for Xiao’s lovely wife (canon) @ssilversiren <3 I hope this is to your liking after your exams, dear ! I struggled with the actual spicy part… I am aware this isn’t my best piece, but I hope it’s still enjoyable.
If you enjoy my works, please consider reblogging / leaving a comment !
So, you’ve decided your sedentary lifestyle needs fixing. And a new small gym just happened to open near your college. It seems not even fate wants to partake in your non-active habits, so you take it as a signal to take your first steps into the working out world.
The first day you go in, everything seems to go well: the receptionists are nice enough, the fee is not overpriced, the inside of the building is pretty welcoming… etc.
Except when you get to the actual working out.
You don’t even know where to begin, nor do you understand exactly how all of these machines are supposed to work or what’s the purpose of each exercise.
So you pick whatever looks the easiest to operate: elliptical bike.
You try to stabilize yourself on the small platforms intended for one’s feet, your arms gripping the handles as best you can.
Turns out, it’s everything except for easy.
And before you know it, you’ve lost your balance, one of your hands slipping and now you’re bracing for the impact and steeling yourself for the embarrassment after the few people currently in the room see how you hit the ground.
The impact never comes.
Instead, you feel your weight being supported by a pair of strong arms around your waist.
“Are you okay?” A soft baritone asks. “Be careful, there.”
You blink a few times, wondering if you haven’t actually hit your head and are now dreaming.
Piercing golden eyes stare back at you, strategically lined in bright red, slightly framed by dark teal strands of hair. He’s wearing a black tank top, leaving exposed lean toned arms, one of them inked in swirls of viridian. You can’t make out the pattern, but it intrigues you, almost as if glowing, enticing you to get lost in its lines. He’s possibly the most attractive guy you’ve ever seen.
“You’re not dreaming.” He mumbles.
Oh, great, you you actually said that out loud.
“I-I’m fine…” You manage to squeak, as you awkwardly clear your throat.
“First day here?” The mysterious man asks.
You nod, your gaze still lost in the multiple piercings adorning his ears.
“In that case, let me show you…” His ringed fingers gently place on your waist again, one of his hands stabilizing the small of your back.
By this point, your heart is wildly beating against your ribcage and it certainly has nothing to do with exercising nor with the heat of the gym.
And oh, when his calloused hands place on top of yours to correct your grip on the handles. Your face feels like it’s on fire, the way his black nail polish shines in the over illuminated room downright hypnotizing.
“Like this.” He explains.
You start moving your legs on the bike, stumbling slightly at first.
He keeps his arms hovering around you, just in case.
“There you go.” He nods, serious. “I’m Xiao. Call me if you need me- if you need anything!” He stumbles, his cheeks flushing a pretty pink, almost as intense as the one from the shorts you’re wearing.
“T-thank you.” You smile shyly.
He gives you an acknowledging nod, walking in the opposite direction.
And in that moment, you know you have to come back, no matter how much you loathe exercising.
And that’s exactly what you do. Every day religiously after your classes at college, you put on your sports clothes, adjust your headphones and get on that elliptic bike, passing the time stealing glances in Xiao’s direction.
You might be acting foolishly; sure, you very much do have a crush on him, but what are the chances that someday he might feel something for you?
Apparently higher that you realized, you would find out that evening.
In the midst of your “workout” if you can call it that, you feel a tap on your shoulder. When you turn around, the sight alone is enough to leave you more out of breath than your half assed exercising ever did.
“Hey… so, uhm… I’ve noticed you always do the same exercises…” Xiao in the flesh, with that damned black tank top and his hair falling loosely from a small ponytail is standing right before you. “Would you like me to show you other exercises?” His face instantly flushes when he realizes the implications of what he just said. “I-I mean! I can show you the ropes so you can practice with different-“ He cuts himself off, realizing he’s making it sound even worse. Then, finally: “You can ask me if you’d like to learn different routines.” He mumbles, averting that sharp gaze of his.
And who are you to let such an opportunity pass?
“I’d like that.” You admit.
And that is how, through late spring evenings that eventually donned the warm veil of early autumn, you got to know the mystery clad in shades of black that is Xiao.
You learn how his shifts at the gym are his part time job; how he’s a computer science major and has a love for gaming; he also meets every now and then with friends to play in a small amateur band; how under all the ink and metal there’s a boy who blushes often when he so much as brushes hands with you accidentally; he prefers mild sweet foods too and wears the cutest cat headphones the times you’ve seen him come into his shift with them still on.
And so, one night, it inevitably happens.
—
“You’ve been improving considerably, [Y/n].” Xiao compliments you.
You and him are the last ones left on the gym today.
No wonder, now that you think of it, given how cloudy it was, a chilly light rain dewing the evening in inauspicious steely shadows.
But of course, you wouldn’t miss a date with Xiao for the world.
Well, not a date exactly, since none of you have worded it as such, but it’s pretty obvious on both parts it’s as good as if it actually was one.
“Well, it’s all thanks to you.” You smile at him, and you have to resist the urge to leave a soft kiss to his reddening cheek.
“Ah… You’ve worked well.” He retorts, scratching the back of his neck, looking everywhere except at you.
“Xiao, give yourself some credit, will yo-“
Your line of speech is interrupted by a deafening sound right before the night sky shatters in a flash of light.
Your eyes widen in sudden shock, but before you can say anything else, the lights go out.
Big drops start falling from the pitch black sky, right before a heavy downpour ensues, as if the stars themselves were cascading to the Earth.
“I didn’t bring an umbrella.” “Just my luck I don’t have an umbrella” You both lament, in unison.
In the night lit room, your gazes meet, matching giggles filling the otherwise silent room, akin to a sweet prologue to the events that only you and Xiao would be privy to a few minutes later.
“Well, seems we’re stuck here for a while,” You point out, wrapping your arms around your form, biting on your lower lip.
“Are you cold?” Xiao asks, when he notices how your skin is gleaming in little sweat droplets and you’re wearing nothing but a tank top and shorts.
“A little…” You muse. “But I’m fine!”
As if to mock you, a sneeze escapes you.
“Are you sure?” The man asks, one if his hands reaching out to brush some hair away from your face. “Because I can think of a way to keep you warm…” His hand lingers, caressing the side of your cheek as he retracts it. “And show you a new workout session too.” He smirks, a sight you were definitely not used to, yet one you’re definitely not complaining about.
Your blood pumps loud in your ears, your heart begging, commanding you to tangle up in the strings of destiny that tie you to him.
“I’d love that.” You agree for a second time.
No more utterances are exchanged before Xiao’s lips are on top of yours, your hands tangling in his dark jade colored locks.
His kiss feels as exhilarating as yelling at the top of your lungs that you love someone, refreshing like the early autumn rain falling outside, and so, so right.
Hands adorned in silver rings eventually sneak under your shirt, teasing the waistband of your skimpy shorts.
Electrifying, his touch. Akin to mint balmy winds, making your core throb and ache for him, him, him and the beautiful mural of opposites that he embodies.
His tongue prods against yours, as you grind yourself on his thigh, your hole fluttering around nothing.
“Xiao…” You plead, doe-like eyes staring back at him, shiny.
No stars may be visible tonight, but, to Xiao, the brightness of your gaze makes them pale in comparison.
His fingers finally slip under your pants, pulling your underwear aside, one of his fingers circling around your needy nub.
“Nghh… Ah- X-Xiao… need you…”
That is indication enough for him to slip the digit inside, adding another for good measure.
Your walls clamp down around them, your arms bracing on his shoulders, knees weak already.
“God, you’re so wet already.” He grunts, as he lowers his own boxers, his length already hard, tip glistening with pre-cum.
“Xiao… please…” You pull him closer, drinking him in as he kisses you again, his tip prodding at your entrance.
This feels so right, and it’s so wrong all in one, doing this in the same space where you’ve exchanged stolen glances, averted gazes and innocent touches… a constellation of contradictions that fit like star crossed puzzle pieces, finally having found home.
At your whimpers, Xiao finally, finally enters you. He’s so careful yet decided, his thrusts aimed at your sweet spot, every little vein molding perfectly against your velvety walls, flushed tip kissing that spot that makes your toes curl and your hands grip his hair tighter.
“You’re so perfect, fuck.” He swears, as he drags himself in and out of you. “Do you have any idea for how long I’ve been wanting to do this?” He groans, his hold on your hips almost bruising.
“Probably not for as long as I’ve wanted it...” You breathe, your forehead against his, eyes determined, shining with the intensity of sparklers in the starless night.
“You’re bolder than usual tonight- god you’re so fucking tight.”
Xiao groans in pleasure against your lips, lowering you on him, your hips his to command, as you feel like you are into a rose tinted dream.
You feel heat pooling on your lower stomach, as if the threads holding your heart back from melding into his are about to snap.
You love him, your every fiber wants him, your body needs him.
“X-Xiao! Ah- I’m gonna- I’m so close…” You trail off, balancing yourself against the toned chest that’s broken your falls in many ways.
His pace quickens, strong arms you’ve studied countless times pulling you closer to the heart you ignited that evening a few months ago.
“Come for me, my princess.” Xiao lets out in a low growl, lips brushing the shell of your ear.
And so, under the pouring night, your essence coats him in translucent hues, not unlike those of the lights under which yours and his fate entwined with his arms wrapped around you.
Beneath gales of night and storm, the twin golden stars in his eyes cast you in all the colors of bliss.
With his softening length still inside you, you both stay entangled with each other for a few instants more.
Above you, no matter how overcast the heavens, your shared sky is brimming with a full Moon.
Straddling him, you kiss Xiao again.
His hands find the plushness of your thighs.
There’s still hours left until first daylight.
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DILF! JING YUAN is patient. after all, he's got years of experience and knowledge on you. knows how to read you like an open book and knows exactly what you need, when you need it. "don't worry your pretty lil head, I'll give you what you want, yeah?" lets you ride him when you've had a long and particularly difficult day, slow 'n deep strokes that you swear you can feel in your tummy, lets you bite down on his thick shoulders, tug at his hair that draws the prettiest moans from him. just ask and he delivers, anything for his baby, gives you his card and lets you pick out all the pretty things you want <3
— featuring ┊jing yuan, dan heng, gepard x f!reader (all separate)
— warnings / content warnings ┊cw: pregnancy sex, mentions of pregnancy, not proofread, they’re so gentle w u foreals! somewhat!, slight titsucking oop, dirty talk, slight slightttt vaginal fingering, u were just feeling a lil horny guys dw abt it, use of nicknames, overall suggestive content | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
— a/n ┊hihi! i had like a few brain farts n i was working on like 3 fics at the same time that wasn’t a good idea but well i was half asleep while writing this so it’s kinda messy + i still have a lot of drafts so some requests might come in late whoopsies pls b patient
✦ JING YUAN
“i’m gonna get you pregnant, sweetheart.”
you stared at him in disbelief, eyes travelling down to your huge belly and then back to his gaze, tilting your head. “.. but i’m already—“
“twins, angel. i’ll give you twins.”
jing yuan tried his hardest to hold himself back, he loved just how sensitive you were.. squirming underneath him as you flinched at the most slightest touch from him, the tips of his fingers running up your back as you felt your legs shake every slam of his hips. you gasped at the feeling of his thrusts gently rubbing against your walls, careful not to hurt you or cause any discomfort. you were desperate for him, he knew that. jing yuan kept your knees pinned on the mattress licking his lips at the sight of his cum seeping out of your drenched cunt, savouring in the feeling of your insides pulsing around him. a white ring was glazed around his cock, not wasting any time to interest two fingers inside.
“yeah.. you like it when i fuck you like this, angel? look at you.. you’re creamin’ all over my cock sweetheart..” he was absolutely drenched in sweat, his bangs sticking to his face as he pushed your hair away from your face. “let me see you, dove. let me see just how well i fuck you.” your pussy throbbed at his words, choked moans leaving your throat as you could almost feel every inch of his dick inside of you. he was so careful with you.. the tip of his cock kissing your cervix at every thrust he gave you, deep and loving. jing yuan brought a hand to your belly, gently smoothing the fabric over it as his thumb drifted over your belly button. “m’ gonna give you another, dove. this pretty pussy is too good for me to waste just like that, right?”
he grunted as your cunt clenched around him again, feeling your warmness around him. he absolutely lost it, groaning once more before picking up the speed of his thrusts, bringing his large hand to squeeze your throat, the other finding itself on your waist. “fuck.. good, good girl. such a good girl baby.. takin’ my cock so well.” his touch.. drove you absolutely crazy. you were pregnant, you were a lot more sensitive than usual and that didn’t make it any better.. your mouth hung open in pleasure, you were losing your mind over how much pleasure your dearest husband was giving you. at this point, he might ruin you instead of giving you another baby.
✦ DAN HENG
honestly dan heng refused to the idea at first, not because he didn’t want to but instead he didn’t want to cause you any discomfort, he didn’t want to hurt you. but how could he say no to you when you’re tugging at his clothes like that, eyes filled with lust begging for him to fuck you.. cute little nipples poking out of your shirt as they rubbed against his arm. fuck. he really couldn’t say no to you. dan heng rammed his hips against yours, what were you doing to him? he was getting desperate, desperate at the thought of filling you up once more. once you clenched around him for the first time, he almost came immediately. he really can’t restrain himself whenever he’s with you, determined to fill you up with his load until he was absolutely sure you would bear another child.
your entire body throbbed with the immense heat and lust, each whimper that left your lips were like music to his ears, he wanted more. he wanted to hear you cry out his name. a low breathy sigh erupted from his throat, his lips now on your neck, kissing and nibbling roughly as his kisses on your neck were filled with lust and heat you hadn’t felt in so long. you inhaled sharply, running your fingers through his hair, tugging at it gently. you arched your back slightly at how deep he was inside your cunt, stretching you out more than he should. “d—dan heng.. s’ good..” you were nearing your orgasm, yanking his hair more roughly now. he caressed your stomach ever so gently with his palm, a string of saliva following his lips, connected from your neck marking you just where he wanted.
his fingers sink onto the flesh of your hips, kissing the shell of your ear as he came, his cum painting your cunt white. the overwhelming pleasure was flowing through every part of your body, but you still.. wanted more than you got. dan heng watches your his cum leave your pussy, curling his fingers inside your cunt as he still kept himself inside you, thrusting his hips against yours again as an attempt to shove his load back inside. he couldn’t help but chuckle. “sorry, it was about to make a huge mess. can’t be having that now, can we?”
✦ GEPARD
gepard had his hands on your overstimulated breasts, his mouth watering at the sight of it. he prayed to every star in the sky, thanking every single one, thanking them for letting him marry such a beautiful woman like you. just look at you, all laid out on the bed with your huge belly there for him to see.. wet cunt displayed for him as well, his cum making a huge mess on the mattress. gepard sucked on your sensitive nipples, the warmth of his mouth had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, cumming yourself as it added to the mess on the mattress. he knew how to make you feel good, he knew just how to pinpoint your weak spots. he sucked and lapped at your nipple, then did the same to the other. he brought his hand down to fuck you with his fingers, plunging his digits into your drooling wet cunt as he curled it almost immediately, thrusting into the sweetest spots inside. “you’re incredible princess,” he mumbled against your skin, licking his lips. “you’ll have me wrapped around your finger at this rate.”
that was all that left his mouth before giving your lips a quick peck as he grabbed your hips, pounding into you until the tip reached and brushed against your deepest areas, a red hue on his cheeks as his hands spreads the fat of your ass, throwing his head back at how good you felt. you felt as if you were already so so full, his huge cock brushed against the sweetest areas as gepard fucks you deep, deep as ever. the blonde could feel just how tight your walls clenched around him each gentle pound, gripping your hips and angled your body a certain angle. your nails scratched against his back. the bed creaked as he hissed, teeth clenched as a few swear words slipped from his lips. he intertwined his fingers with yours, his panting increasing as his chest heaved up and down burying his face in your shoulder, a loud yet cute moan leaving his lips. “you feel so good princess.. mm.. you want another baby? i’ll.. i’ll give you one. i’m sure of it..—“
oh yeah. gepard is most definitely gonna give you another baby.
Summary: you hate working out, and yet, you keep coming back to the gym to see a certain someone.
Pairing: Xiao x fem! reader.
Word count: 1.9 k.
Warnings: mutual pining, crushes, semi public, fingering, Xiao with a teasing side but he’s very soft too, swearing, mixed format: bulleted fic + scenario.
A/n: for Xiao’s lovely wife (canon) @ssilversiren <3 I hope this is to your liking after your exams, dear ! I struggled with the actual spicy part… I am aware this isn’t my best piece, but I hope it’s still enjoyable.
If you enjoy my works, please consider reblogging / leaving a comment !
So, you’ve decided your sedentary lifestyle needs fixing. And a new small gym just happened to open near your college. It seems not even fate wants to partake in your non-active habits, so you take it as a signal to take your first steps into the working out world.
The first day you go in, everything seems to go well: the receptionists are nice enough, the fee is not overpriced, the inside of the building is pretty welcoming… etc.
Except when you get to the actual working out.
You don’t even know where to begin, nor do you understand exactly how all of these machines are supposed to work or what’s the purpose of each exercise.
So you pick whatever looks the easiest to operate: elliptical bike.
You try to stabilize yourself on the small platforms intended for one’s feet, your arms gripping the handles as best you can.
Turns out, it’s everything except for easy.
And before you know it, you’ve lost your balance, one of your hands slipping and now you’re bracing for the impact and steeling yourself for the embarrassment after the few people currently in the room see how you hit the ground.
The impact never comes.
Instead, you feel your weight being supported by a pair of strong arms around your waist.
“Are you okay?” A soft baritone asks. “Be careful, there.”
You blink a few times, wondering if you haven’t actually hit your head and are now dreaming.
Piercing golden eyes stare back at you, strategically lined in bright red, slightly framed by dark teal strands of hair. He’s wearing a black tank top, leaving exposed lean toned arms, one of them inked in swirls of viridian. You can’t make out the pattern, but it intrigues you, almost as if glowing, enticing you to get lost in its lines. He’s possibly the most attractive guy you’ve ever seen.
“You’re not dreaming.” He mumbles.
Oh, great, you you actually said that out loud.
“I-I’m fine…” You manage to squeak, as you awkwardly clear your throat.
“First day here?” The mysterious man asks.
You nod, your gaze still lost in the multiple piercings adorning his ears.
“In that case, let me show you…” His ringed fingers gently place on your waist again, one of his hands stabilizing the small of your back.
By this point, your heart is wildly beating against your ribcage and it certainly has nothing to do with exercising nor with the heat of the gym.
And oh, when his calloused hands place on top of yours to correct your grip on the handles. Your face feels like it’s on fire, the way his black nail polish shines in the over illuminated room downright hypnotizing.
“Like this.” He explains.
You start moving your legs on the bike, stumbling slightly at first.
He keeps his arms hovering around you, just in case.
“There you go.” He nods, serious. “I’m Xiao. Call me if you need me- if you need anything!” He stumbles, his cheeks flushing a pretty pink, almost as intense as the one from the shorts you’re wearing.
“T-thank you.” You smile shyly.
He gives you an acknowledging nod, walking in the opposite direction.
And in that moment, you know you have to come back, no matter how much you loathe exercising.
And that’s exactly what you do. Every day religiously after your classes at college, you put on your sports clothes, adjust your headphones and get on that elliptic bike, passing the time stealing glances in Xiao’s direction.
You might be acting foolishly; sure, you very much do have a crush on him, but what are the chances that someday he might feel something for you?
Apparently higher that you realized, you would find out that evening.
In the midst of your “workout” if you can call it that, you feel a tap on your shoulder. When you turn around, the sight alone is enough to leave you more out of breath than your half assed exercising ever did.
“Hey… so, uhm… I’ve noticed you always do the same exercises…” Xiao in the flesh, with that damned black tank top and his hair falling loosely from a small ponytail is standing right before you. “Would you like me to show you other exercises?” His face instantly flushes when he realizes the implications of what he just said. “I-I mean! I can show you the ropes so you can practice with different-“ He cuts himself off, realizing he’s making it sound even worse. Then, finally: “You can ask me if you’d like to learn different routines.” He mumbles, averting that sharp gaze of his.
And who are you to let such an opportunity pass?
“I’d like that.” You admit.
And that is how, through late spring evenings that eventually donned the warm veil of early autumn, you got to know the mystery clad in shades of black that is Xiao.
You learn how his shifts at the gym are his part time job; how he’s a computer science major and has a love for gaming; he also meets every now and then with friends to play in a small amateur band; how under all the ink and metal there’s a boy who blushes often when he so much as brushes hands with you accidentally; he prefers mild sweet foods too and wears the cutest cat headphones the times you’ve seen him come into his shift with them still on.
And so, one night, it inevitably happens.
—
“You’ve been improving considerably, [Y/n].” Xiao compliments you.
You and him are the last ones left on the gym today.
No wonder, now that you think of it, given how cloudy it was, a chilly light rain dewing the evening in inauspicious steely shadows.
But of course, you wouldn’t miss a date with Xiao for the world.
Well, not a date exactly, since none of you have worded it as such, but it’s pretty obvious on both parts it’s as good as if it actually was one.
“Well, it’s all thanks to you.” You smile at him, and you have to resist the urge to leave a soft kiss to his reddening cheek.
“Ah… You’ve worked well.” He retorts, scratching the back of his neck, looking everywhere except at you.
“Xiao, give yourself some credit, will yo-“
Your line of speech is interrupted by a deafening sound right before the night sky shatters in a flash of light.
Your eyes widen in sudden shock, but before you can say anything else, the lights go out.
Big drops start falling from the pitch black sky, right before a heavy downpour ensues, as if the stars themselves were cascading to the Earth.
“I didn’t bring an umbrella.” “Just my luck I don’t have an umbrella” You both lament, in unison.
In the night lit room, your gazes meet, matching giggles filling the otherwise silent room, akin to a sweet prologue to the events that only you and Xiao would be privy to a few minutes later.
“Well, seems we’re stuck here for a while,” You point out, wrapping your arms around your form, biting on your lower lip.
“Are you cold?” Xiao asks, when he notices how your skin is gleaming in little sweat droplets and you’re wearing nothing but a tank top and shorts.
“A little…” You muse. “But I’m fine!”
As if to mock you, a sneeze escapes you.
“Are you sure?” The man asks, one if his hands reaching out to brush some hair away from your face. “Because I can think of a way to keep you warm…” His hand lingers, caressing the side of your cheek as he retracts it. “And show you a new workout session too.” He smirks, a sight you were definitely not used to, yet one you’re definitely not complaining about.
Your blood pumps loud in your ears, your heart begging, commanding you to tangle up in the strings of destiny that tie you to him.
“I’d love that.” You agree for a second time.
No more utterances are exchanged before Xiao’s lips are on top of yours, your hands tangling in his dark jade colored locks.
His kiss feels as exhilarating as yelling at the top of your lungs that you love someone, refreshing like the early autumn rain falling outside, and so, so right.
Hands adorned in silver rings eventually sneak under your shirt, teasing the waistband of your skimpy shorts.
Electrifying, his touch. Akin to mint balmy winds, making your core throb and ache for him, him, him and the beautiful mural of opposites that he embodies.
His tongue prods against yours, as you grind yourself on his thigh, your hole fluttering around nothing.
“Xiao…” You plead, doe-like eyes staring back at him, shiny.
No stars may be visible tonight, but, to Xiao, the brightness of your gaze makes them pale in comparison.
His fingers finally slip under your pants, pulling your underwear aside, one of his fingers circling around your needy nub.
“Nghh… Ah- X-Xiao… need you…”
That is indication enough for him to slip the digit inside, adding another for good measure.
Your walls clamp down around them, your arms bracing on his shoulders, knees weak already.
“God, you’re so wet already.” He grunts, as he lowers his own boxers, his length already hard, tip glistening with pre-cum.
“Xiao… please…” You pull him closer, drinking him in as he kisses you again, his tip prodding at your entrance.
This feels so right, and it’s so wrong all in one, doing this in the same space where you’ve exchanged stolen glances, averted gazes and innocent touches… a constellation of contradictions that fit like star crossed puzzle pieces, finally having found home.
At your whimpers, Xiao finally, finally enters you. He’s so careful yet decided, his thrusts aimed at your sweet spot, every little vein molding perfectly against your velvety walls, flushed tip kissing that spot that makes your toes curl and your hands grip his hair tighter.
“You’re so perfect, fuck.” He swears, as he drags himself in and out of you. “Do you have any idea for how long I’ve been wanting to do this?” He groans, his hold on your hips almost bruising.
“Probably not for as long as I’ve wanted it...” You breathe, your forehead against his, eyes determined, shining with the intensity of sparklers in the starless night.
“You’re bolder than usual tonight- god you’re so fucking tight.”
Xiao groans in pleasure against your lips, lowering you on him, your hips his to command, as you feel like you are into a rose tinted dream.
You feel heat pooling on your lower stomach, as if the threads holding your heart back from melding into his are about to snap.
You love him, your every fiber wants him, your body needs him.
“X-Xiao! Ah- I’m gonna- I’m so close…” You trail off, balancing yourself against the toned chest that’s broken your falls in many ways.
His pace quickens, strong arms you’ve studied countless times pulling you closer to the heart you ignited that evening a few months ago.
“Come for me, my princess.” Xiao lets out in a low growl, lips brushing the shell of your ear.
And so, under the pouring night, your essence coats him in translucent hues, not unlike those of the lights under which yours and his fate entwined with his arms wrapped around you.
Beneath gales of night and storm, the twin golden stars in his eyes cast you in all the colors of bliss.
With his softening length still inside you, you both stay entangled with each other for a few instants more.
Above you, no matter how overcast the heavens, your shared sky is brimming with a full Moon.
Straddling him, you kiss Xiao again.
His hands find the plushness of your thighs.
There’s still hours left until first daylight.
jingyuanfairy 2023. Do not copy, do not translate, do not plagiarize, do not claim as yours. Do not share outside of tumblr.
hi suzu, i hope you're doing alright. im rlly sorry to bombard your inbox with my kazuha asks. i feel guilty that i cant rlly req for anyone else. :")) finals are literally next week and my sched's gonna get real tight /neg
but... not as tight as the way fem!reader's pussy clamps on soft!dom kazuha's cock when we cum on him aft a few good rides 😩 and him just whining and whimpering bcos we've milked him dry all night is smth i kinda wanna see >< (if u have time ofc)
Soft!Dom Kazuha x fem!reader. Smut. Riding. Overstimulation.
a/n: Hello, dear❤️ You don't ever have to apologize for requesting Kazuha from me. I love writing him for you, and I will always write him for you. I hope this can help you get through your finals. I'm sending you headpets, love and luck attached with this.
You cried out, feeling your sensitive walls clamp tightly around Kazuha's cock as your third orgasm of the night flooded over it. Kazuha's grip tightened on your hips, guiding your pace as you rode out your high.
"You are absolutely insatiable tonight, my love," Kazuha breathed, leaning up to kiss your lips as your movements of your hips slowed to a stop.
You laughed softly, gently rolling your hips down onto his cock, making Kazuha little out a soft, muffled whimper of pleasure his cock throbbing with overstimulation. "I couldn't help myself." Your teeth nibbled on his lower lip as you pulled away, bracing your hands on his shoulders to dismount him.
Curling a finger under chin, Kazuha made you look at him, tugging you back down onto his cock. "Where do you think you are going?" He asked, "I didn't say we were finished yet, did I?'
"N-n-ah!" You stammered, nearly falling limp against him, reeling when his cock firmly kissed against your sweet spot.
You relaxed, letting him take control, melting in pleasure against him. Kazuha held you against him, swallowing your moans with a passionate kiss, tangling his fingers in your hair.
"Mm-ah! Kazu!" You cried out, your fingernails digging into his shoulders, trying to match his pace as he slammed himself inside of you, feeling your orgasm approaching fast.
Kazuha had let you have your fun, but he never said anything about being satisfied yet. He was going to make you back up your claim of being insatiable.
After all, this was how he preferred you.
Bouncing with reckless abandon on his cock, milking him for all he was worth.
im literally at work ignore my silly blabbering but i need to get the carnal need for him outta my system kay thx 😼🫶🏻
daddy kink - let me elaborate, this man loves to shelter people and make people safe. which is a good thing because when hes balls deep inside you, all he needs you to call him 'daddy' to make him absolutely feral. he would rut inside that harder, groan in absolute pleasure that sends vibrations through your core.
the type to use his hairtie lace as a bondage rope around your breasts, around your hands and tie you to the bed’s headboard. he loves when you squirm out but also reminds you of the intimacy he cherishes w you, having you enveloped in something that’s always in touch with him. <3
size kink — he’s not your normie person, he’s the general and has got the build of a general. smirks when you struggle against his girth, trying your best to allow him more room to sheath his cock inside your pussy. how you scream out when he start’s thrusting and pressing the tummy bulge which basically stimulates your gspot externally.
he loves power play, you’d often find him fully clothed while you call him general and ask beg him to fuck you nicely until you’re reduced to nothing but a sloppy mess. he loves making you brainfucked to the point you can’t even form coherent sentences.
loves mirror sex and full nelson, it just reminds you how teeny tiny you are compared to him. he would coo praises at you with the slightest of degratory hint, “such a cute little baby, desperate and pathetically cute.”
he likes marking you up, only in places where he sees. he’s got too much of pride to let any comment regarding his personal life slide— better not to give people the opportunity? he would mark up your breasts, your pussy lips, your inner thighs. everywhere that is a little too sensitive and a little too eager to be touched by him.
would definitely ask if youve been good, if you are deserving enough to be pleasured by him. its all a part of his schemes ;3 he plays chess after all :3
Summary: his senses are completely overcome by lust for you. His only goal: to show the world you are his.
Pairing: Xiao x fem! reader.
Word count: 1.4 k.
Warnings: marking obviously, feral and jealous Xiao (low-key yandere if I’m being honest), creampie, oral (fem giving), mentions of reader being drunk, quite rough overall.
A/n: for my beloved @ssilversiren <3 I hope I managed to do your Xiaoxiao justice ehe ~ Also this is my first time writing more ex.plicit graphic smut, I am aware it’s not my biggest strength, but I hope this is still enjoyable !
If you enjoy my works, please consider reblogging / leaving a comment !
The moment midnight marks the time you arrive home, you know you’ve messed up.
You knew perfectly well how much he worries when you are late.
And you are aware of how he’s definitely not going to appreciate your smudged lipstick, or the way your skirt hikes too high up your thighs.
And yet, you find yourself smirking, the thought of your sweet yaksha finally snapping weirdly arousing.
It might be the alcohol. You muse to yourself, as you stumble through your front door.
Why does the door frame spin, though? And was the floor always this close, moving towards you?
Before you can find an answer to these questions in your muddled thoughts, however, you land against something firm and soft at the same time.
“Hey, did something happen?” Xiao’s voice. He sounds concerned, golden eyes aglow in the dim light, widened, brows scrunched up in a frown.
Cute, you think, even though you feel guilty for being the cause of his concern.
Rising your head, your gaze meets his.
Bad choice, his worry ominously merges into something more somber, a venomous hue caught in between the thorny branches of anger and jealousy.
His hold on you tightens, the adeptus’ clawed fingers starting to dig into the flesh of your arms.
He studies the pink smudges of lipstick around your mouth and down your neck.
Another dark cloud hovers dangerously over the constricting boughs of his inauspicious stare.
“Who did this?” His tone like the steel of the spear he wields, his hand taking ahold of your jaw turning your face around, each smudge like both a nail crushing his heart and white hot flames consuming his sanity.
“I… uh…” You think about the attractive black haired girl with a ton of tattoos and piercings dancing with you for a long part of the night. “S-some girl, maybe?” You stammer. “But it could have been anyone…”
Wrong answer again.
“I see.” He grumbles, curtly.
Xiao’s gilded gaze seems to pierce right through you when he stares you up and down. His pupils dilate when he sees your short pink checkered dress, stopping too high up your thighs.
His eyes seem to ignite like coals at the sight, the usual molten honey you’d like to drown into, burning searing hot against your every bone right now.
A gloved hand wraps around your wrist, grip almost bruising as the Conqueror of Demons tugs you along.
He was never this rough with you, always touching and holding you as if you were his heart made of fine crystal, a delicate flower to be protected from the shadows lurking in this twisted world.
“X-Xiao?” You breathe, as he throws you against the mattress of your shared bed with no more qualms.
Clawed hands move to pin your wrists on either side of your head, as those igneous amber eyes bore into you.
“Anyone, huh?” He heaves a breath. “You’d let anyone touch you like that?”
Your boyfriend hovers over you, sharp canines like silver knives in the moonlight.
“I think it’s time I show you who you truly belong to, little qingxin.” Your yaksha practically growls, wasting no time in ridding yourself from your pretty pink garments, not caring if he tears them, his own clothes following suit.
All you can do is hold your breath, heartbeat loud in your ears, as the chill of the night feels gentle against your skin compared to all the sinful ways in which Xiao would claim you tonight.
—
Bodies bared and dim light present the pre-amble to the intoxicating Hell in Paradise the Vigilant Yaksha is putting you through.
Scarred hands, now free from their gloves, keep both your wrists restrained over your head, ebony hued claws digging into your skin to prevent you from moving too much.
His teeth sink into the skin of your neck, covering in pomegranate tones every makeup stain that dared to mar you.
“Mine… You are mine alone, understand?” Xiao commands, more than asks, into your ear, nibbling just under it. His free hand travels down your body, finding its way into your aching sodden core.
“Look at you, so wet… Does anyone else get you like this?” He questions, fangs sinking right over your breasts. You let out a breathy mewl, so pretty, angel-like in stark contrast to the shadows of him. “Answer me!” He breathes against your skin coated in droplets of sweat.
“Nghn- N-no… only you…” You manage.
A grin cuts through the adeptus’ features, akin to the edge of a knife.
“Good,” he grunts, pinching your sensitive nub, already coated in the juices only he can make you leak. “I’ll make sure you remember very well, bunny.”
He licks a stripe in between your breasts, as he inserts two fingers in you, painfully slow in his pumping in and out.
“Look how weak you are.” Xiao smirks, retracting his digits from inside you, tracing your lips with them, then bringing them to his mouth. “So sweet and delicate, you need my protection, qingxin.”
“X-xiaoxiao…” You moan pathetically. “I-I need you in me…”
His eyes glint, swirls of black smoke in those pools of honey.
“You are in no position to make requests, little rabbit.” He dangerously announces, before leaning down again.
Fresh deep crimson marks bloom in your skin as his sharp teeth conquer the majority of you; your shoulders, your neck, your breasts, your thighs… the yaksha planted his own cursed flowers, and you are the garden that didn’t get to choose her blooms.
In one swift move, your lover grabs you by your hair, leveling you with a wild, crazed gaze.
“You are mine alone, understand?” He barks, as he pushes his reddened tip past your lips.
The next few seconds would feel like torture and bliss all at once; his hands keep your head in place, as he thrusts against your face, a mix of your saliva and his pre-cum dripping down your chin. “I said, do you understand?”
You try your best to nod, his length hitting the back of your throat again and again and again.
You feel him twitch before warm ribbons of liquid moonstone shoot into your mouth. His shaft softens as he pulls it out, his moans bordering something primal.
“Look at you,” the Conqueror of Demons whispers, “So pretty” He leans down, lips latching on your jawline, trailing down. “And all mine.” He finishes, canines clamping down particularly hard by the column of your neck.
Xiao’s eyes are lust ridden when he next stands over you, hands supporting him on either side of you.
“Don’t you dare cover them.” The beautiful demon commands, as his teeth leave a new trail of wicked blooms on the plush of your thighs.
“Xiao! Please…” You try to struggle from underneath him, helplessly rubbing yourself against him, trying to grind against his hardened cock. “Please… I… ah-“
You let out a high pitched moan, as he enters your pulpy hole in one swift motion, your walls stretching out for him, akin to petals of a flower that open only in the presence of the worthy.
Your body knows him by heart. You know damn well you’d recognize and obey him in every pitch dark starless night.
His pace is relentless, merciless, abusing your poor hole, the mix of sheer bliss and the ache of his big dick stretching you, the intoxication leading you into a dark Elysium.
With a few more thrusts, you can feel him twitch, your own release approaching too, a spark of his warmth setting your insides on liquid flames.
Yet just as his juices were starting to brand your insides in the essence of his passion for you, your yasksha pulls out, spilling milky ropes of cum all over your marked up thighs and abdomen.
And what a pretty and irreverent masterpiece you were right now, painted in the adeptus’ every color, marked in his love all over.
You let out a whine, tears streaming from the corners of your eyes at your unfulfilled orgasm and the lack of his warmth inside you.
Your Xiao seems to notice your crystalline tears, a smile too cruel for the face you adore to kiss tenderly, cheshire-like on his lips.
You’d have a chance to come tonight too, the Demon Conqueror thinks to himself, running a hand through his dark teal hair. After all, he’s nowhere near done, you still have plenty areas where he can leave his imprint.
Only his, he has to make sure you get it into that pretty head of yours.
Tonight would be long.
jingyuanfairy 2023. Do not copy, do not translate, do not plagiarize, do not claim as yours. Do not share outside of tumblr.
Summary: his senses are completely overcome by lust for you. His only goal: to show the world you are his.
Pairing: Xiao x fem! reader.
Word count: 1.4 k.
Warnings: marking obviously, feral and jealous Xiao (low-key yandere if I’m being honest), creampie, oral (fem giving), mentions of reader being drunk, quite rough overall.
A/n: for my beloved @ssilversiren <3 I hope I managed to do your Xiaoxiao justice ehe ~ Also this is my first time writing more ex.plicit graphic smut, I am aware it’s not my biggest strength, but I hope this is still enjoyable !
If you enjoy my works, please consider reblogging / leaving a comment !
The moment midnight marks the time you arrive home, you know you’ve messed up.
You knew perfectly well how much he worries when you are late.
And you are aware of how he’s definitely not going to appreciate your smudged lipstick, or the way your skirt hikes too high up your thighs.
And yet, you find yourself smirking, the thought of your sweet yaksha finally snapping weirdly arousing.
It might be the alcohol. You muse to yourself, as you stumble through your front door.
Why does the door frame spin, though? And was the floor always this close, moving towards you?
Before you can find an answer to these questions in your muddled thoughts, however, you land against something firm and soft at the same time.
“Hey, did something happen?” Xiao’s voice. He sounds concerned, golden eyes aglow in the dim light, widened, brows scrunched up in a frown.
Cute, you think, even though you feel guilty for being the cause of his concern.
Rising your head, your gaze meets his.
Bad choice, his worry ominously merges into something more somber, a venomous hue caught in between the thorny branches of anger and jealousy.
His hold on you tightens, the adeptus’ clawed fingers starting to dig into the flesh of your arms.
He studies the pink smudges of lipstick around your mouth and down your neck.
Another dark cloud hovers dangerously over the constricting boughs of his inauspicious stare.
“Who did this?” His tone like the steel of the spear he wields, his hand taking ahold of your jaw turning your face around, each smudge like both a nail crushing his heart and white hot flames consuming his sanity.
“I… uh…” You think about the attractive black haired girl with a ton of tattoos and piercings dancing with you for a long part of the night. “S-some girl, maybe?” You stammer. “But it could have been anyone…”
Wrong answer again.
“I see.” He grumbles, curtly.
Xiao’s gilded gaze seems to pierce right through you when he stares you up and down. His pupils dilate when he sees your short pink checkered dress, stopping too high up your thighs.
His eyes seem to ignite like coals at the sight, the usual molten honey you’d like to drown into, burning searing hot against your every bone right now.
A gloved hand wraps around your wrist, grip almost bruising as the Conqueror of Demons tugs you along.
He was never this rough with you, always touching and holding you as if you were his heart made of fine crystal, a delicate flower to be protected from the shadows lurking in this twisted world.
“X-Xiao?” You breathe, as he throws you against the mattress of your shared bed with no more qualms.
Clawed hands move to pin your wrists on either side of your head, as those igneous amber eyes bore into you.
“Anyone, huh?” He heaves a breath. “You’d let anyone touch you like that?”
Your boyfriend hovers over you, sharp canines like silver knives in the moonlight.
“I think it’s time I show you who you truly belong to, little qingxin.” Your yaksha practically growls, wasting no time in ridding yourself from your pretty pink garments, not caring if he tears them, his own clothes following suit.
All you can do is hold your breath, heartbeat loud in your ears, as the chill of the night feels gentle against your skin compared to all the sinful ways in which Xiao would claim you tonight.
—
Bodies bared and dim light present the pre-amble to the intoxicating Hell in Paradise the Vigilant Yaksha is putting you through.
Scarred hands, now free from their gloves, keep both your wrists restrained over your head, ebony hued claws digging into your skin to prevent you from moving too much.
His teeth sink into the skin of your neck, covering in pomegranate tones every makeup stain that dared to mar you.
“Mine… You are mine alone, understand?” Xiao commands, more than asks, into your ear, nibbling just under it. His free hand travels down your body, finding its way into your aching sodden core.
“Look at you, so wet… Does anyone else get you like this?” He questions, fangs sinking right over your breasts. You let out a breathy mewl, so pretty, angel-like in stark contrast to the shadows of him. “Answer me!” He breathes against your skin coated in droplets of sweat.
“Nghn- N-no… only you…” You manage.
A grin cuts through the adeptus’ features, akin to the edge of a knife.
“Good,” he grunts, pinching your sensitive nub, already coated in the juices only he can make you leak. “I’ll make sure you remember very well, bunny.”
He licks a stripe in between your breasts, as he inserts two fingers in you, painfully slow in his pumping in and out.
“Look how weak you are.” Xiao smirks, retracting his digits from inside you, tracing your lips with them, then bringing them to his mouth. “So sweet and delicate, you need my protection, qingxin.”
“X-xiaoxiao…” You moan pathetically. “I-I need you in me…”
His eyes glint, swirls of black smoke in those pools of honey.
“You are in no position to make requests, little rabbit.” He dangerously announces, before leaning down again.
Fresh deep crimson marks bloom in your skin as his sharp teeth conquer the majority of you; your shoulders, your neck, your breasts, your thighs… the yaksha planted his own cursed flowers, and you are the garden that didn’t get to choose her blooms.
In one swift move, your lover grabs you by your hair, leveling you with a wild, crazed gaze.
“You are mine alone, understand?” He barks, as he pushes his reddened tip past your lips.
The next few seconds would feel like torture and bliss all at once; his hands keep your head in place, as he thrusts against your face, a mix of your saliva and his pre-cum dripping down your chin. “I said, do you understand?”
You try your best to nod, his length hitting the back of your throat again and again and again.
You feel him twitch before warm ribbons of liquid moonstone shoot into your mouth. His shaft softens as he pulls it out, his moans bordering something primal.
“Look at you,” the Conqueror of Demons whispers, “So pretty” He leans down, lips latching on your jawline, trailing down. “And all mine.” He finishes, canines clamping down particularly hard by the column of your neck.
Xiao’s eyes are lust ridden when he next stands over you, hands supporting him on either side of you.
“Don’t you dare cover them.” The beautiful demon commands, as his teeth leave a new trail of wicked blooms on the plush of your thighs.
“Xiao! Please…” You try to struggle from underneath him, helplessly rubbing yourself against him, trying to grind against his hardened cock. “Please… I… ah-“
You let out a high pitched moan, as he enters your pulpy hole in one swift motion, your walls stretching out for him, akin to petals of a flower that open only in the presence of the worthy.
Your body knows him by heart. You know damn well you’d recognize and obey him in every pitch dark starless night.
His pace is relentless, merciless, abusing your poor hole, the mix of sheer bliss and the ache of his big dick stretching you, the intoxication leading you into a dark Elysium.
With a few more thrusts, you can feel him twitch, your own release approaching too, a spark of his warmth setting your insides on liquid flames.
Yet just as his juices were starting to brand your insides in the essence of his passion for you, your yaksha pulls out, spilling milky ropes of cum all over your marked up thighs and abdomen.
And what a pretty and irreverent masterpiece you were right now, painted in the adeptus’ every color, marked in his love all over.
You let out a whine, tears streaming from the corners of your eyes at your unfulfilled orgasm and the lack of his warmth inside you.
Your Xiao seems to notice your crystalline tears, a smile too cruel for the face you adore to kiss tenderly, cheshire-like on his lips.
You’d have a chance to come tonight too, the Demon Conqueror thinks to himself, running a hand through his dark teal hair. After all, he’s nowhere near done, you still have plenty areas where he can leave his imprint.
Only his, he has to make sure you get it into that pretty head of yours.
Tonight would be long.
jingyuanfairy 2023. Do not copy, do not translate, do not plagiarize, do not claim as yours. Do not share outside of tumblr.
Sampo x Fem!reader - Explicit
It shouldn’t need to be stated, but I do not condone or want minor or ageless blogs reading or interacting with my nsfw posts. My nsfw writing is for 18+.
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cw; jealous!jing yuan, unprotected sex, semi - public sex (in his office), teasing, gentle yet firm jing yuan, baby / pregnancy talk
important; reader is referred to as: wife, princess, dear, sweetheart, as well as usage of she/her pronouns once or twice
note; i promise i'll get to my requests now lmao, just had to get the horny out of my system with me being suddenly so comfortable with writing for star rail characters.
wc; ~2.500
“dear, can you come to my office real quick? i … need some help with some documents.”
the excuse jing yuan put out there was probably the most unbelievable one he could ever have come up with. help with documents? please, he was always known to never need any sort of help with any work related stuff. you rolled your eyes at his obvious attempt to get you into his office for something that is clearly not work related.
“what’s up?”, you asked him once you closed the door behind you, as he opened up his arms, so that you could come to him and give him a hug. the way he made you feel absolutely comfortable sitting on his lap despite being in his office at the commission made your heart flutter – you simply never thought to be able to relax this much being here instead of the comfort of your home.
“nothin’ really. just missed you”, he grumbled, softly stroking through your hair as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. “is it wrong of me to miss my beautiful wife?”
you giggled, head leaning on his shoulder as he slowly caressed his way down to your ass, hand gently massaging over the clothed skin… before he suddenly slapped your ass, making you squeal in surprise.
“what the…? what’s wrong?!”, you asked him, heart racing in shock, voice rising a couple of octaves in surprise..
“mhm, nothing, dear. however, shouldn’t i be the one asking that question?”
you were absolutely confused about what was going on – you couldn’t remember a thing you possibly did wrong.
“so, what was going on with you and that trailblazer from the astral express, hm? dan heng, wasn’t it? you were quite close with him throughout their stay, dear”, he expressed his problem; finally it all clicked.
you just had tried to be a good host for your guests of the express; after all, they were the ones helping on xianzhou without asking anything in return. after the situation had been cleared, jing yuan had invited the trailblazers to stay over and rest properly before they would go on their way to continue on with their travels.
you just didn’t realize that you had been spending an awfully lot of time with dan heng, who shared some of his very detailed notes about previous travels he made with the express after you asked him for some. you had always been curious about the world outside of xianzhou and the fact that dan heng had such a detailed databank filled with notes and memoirs had you impressed.
they had left only yesterday so it kind of made sense why he only brought it up now.
“i was just trying to be a good host, jing yuan. that’s all, i promise”, you replied, “were you jealous?”
you couldn’t help the giggle, just finding it very adorable that a powerful man like jing yuan and your husband of many years still managed to find moments where he felt jealous and protective over you. only little did you know that he was planning on showing off who you really belong to, even if his so-called competition was already on another planet.
“what if i was, dear? isn’t it normal for me to be protective of my gorgeous wife? i have many enemies, darling, it’s an instinct of mine”, he chuckled before he lifted you up onto his desk, standing right between your legs which you instinctively wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck.
you softly brushed a strand of hair out of his face. “i’m not saying anything against that. in fact, i find it endearing how you still can find situations to be jealous about me”, you giggled, pulling him down closer to you so that you could kiss him.
“mhm, yeah, sure”, jing yuan rolled his eyes.
it took you by absolute surprise when the general of the xianzhou luofu pinned you onto his desk, hands over your head and a confident smirk on his lips as he saw the shock in your face. “aww, dear, don’t be scared. it’s just me after all, it’s just your sweet husband. don’t you love it when i get rough with you, dear?”
“i hate it when you’re right”, you grumbled as a reply, “you could’ve been a bit gentler, though.”
“i thought i was more than enough gentle back when we had our honeymoon? thought you didn’t want me to be soft and careful with you any longer?”, he murmured into your ear, having you shiver in excitement for what was expecting you.
but it also had you worry about the other employees at the luofu; after all you hadn’t locked the door to avoid someone just barging in. and now jing yuan was initiating something that you would consider a very complicated situation to explain.
“don’t worry, dear. no one would even dare to come in without knocking. but doesn’t it sound enticing? the thought of someone seeing you how i horrible treat my lovely wife when i ravage her and make her feel good?”
your eyes fluttered shut, the image of him fucking you on his desk were all you were picturing now, how filthy his mouth had become over the years you two were together and married – not that you were complaining, not at all. nodding, you agreed to his suggestion.
“good girl”, he mumbled, placing a gentle kiss underneath your ear, a spot you always had been very sensitive about, before he slowly untied the knot that held your dress together and pulled it off your body and lowered his head to tease your body with his sweet and innocent pecks over your shivering skin.
“you are so beautiful, dear. i love you so much”, he praised you and stopped with his kisses as he reached your panties, standing back up to slowly as he pulled the fabric off your legs. “but don’t forget why we are in this situation in this moment. don’t think i have forgotten about the way you spent more time with that trailblazer than your husband.”
you couldn’t help rolling your eyes in annoyance, eyes widening as he suddenly grabbed your cheeks with just one hand, forcing you to look at him. “don’t give me that attitude, love. i don’t like how bratty you have become recently and i think it’s time i remind you who you belong to and who is in charge”, he snapped, no longer was he your dearest husband who’d treat you so sweet and like you were his most treasured possession (which you were, there was no doubt in that.)
no, now he was just the strict general of the xianzhou luofu who would not let you talk back to him in any way.
and for some reason, this visual of him being in absolute control was turning you on; quite a lot.
“mhm, dearest, you’re so ready for me already. have you been anticipating that i would initiate something?”, he chuckled, leaning back down without breaking eye contact as he softly started teasing you with his lips on your thighs, softly caressing them with soft pecks before he reached your entrance.
the moment his tongue was playing with your clit, you squeezed your eyes shut, moaning his name and grabbing a handful of his hair to pull him in closer; to have him do more than just teasing your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“ah, ah, ah. none of that, dear. don’t think that just because i’m feeling nice right now, you get to do that. hands off of me”, he said, voice authoritative and not allowing any sort of back talk.
you simply did not know what to do with your hands, now that you were forced to pull them off from his locks; usually he would allow you to touch him all you wanted. jing yuan knew that you loved being close to him whenever he would make you feel loved and cherished with his not-so-gentle actions; so not being able to touch him had you quivering around, which he – obviously – did not like either.
“dear me, you really are testing my patience today, are you not?”, he grunted, stopping with his mouth on your clit as he pinched your nipples, having you jolt in surprise. “do. not. move. or i swear to you, you will regret it. i might just go ahead and open that door for everyone to see what a pretty little slut you are for me. but you would like that, wouldn’t you, dear? you would love to let everyone see who the only man in your life is that can make you feel so good.”
before you could reply, you felt two of his fingers pushing inside; unable to hold the moan coming out of your throat with your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. he was very fast to pick up a pace moving his fingers in and out of you, just as he was stimulating your clit with his other hand’s thumb.
“mhm, you’re already so ready to take me, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
you nodded, you were so light-headed that you were unable to reply with words as he would have preferred for you to but he didn’t say anything.
as he was curling his fingers inside, you whined, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to your release and the thoughts of someone watching him fucking you with his fingers had you even more excited.
“get up”, he suddenly stopped, keeping you so close on the edge and went a step back before he grabbed you by your hips and had you standing against his desk with wobbly legs. “turn around and hold onto the desk.”
once you did, he pinned you down onto the desk, your body shivering at how cold the wood was against your naked body.
unable to see him any longer, you didn’t know what was going to happen or when. you could only trust your hearing; and you could hear him unbuckle his belt and just after a couple of moments, you felt his tip teasing your entrance. the anticipation of when he was going to push in had you on the edge.
“look at you being to impatient for me to fuck you, dear. so adorable”, he mumbled, gently stroking your hair out of the way and with one swift thrust, he was buried deep inside of you. you almost let out a scream in shock, but it was muffled by his hand covering your mouth before he started setting a fast and hard rhythm, the hand unoccupied was holding onto your hips, as he fucked you, relentless.
“dear, you feel so good, so tight and warm around my cock”, he praised you, the hand on your hips suddenly off your body and you felt a stinging pain as he spanked you once more.
“but don’t forget that this is still a punishment. you didn’t, right, sweetheart?”
tears were burning in your eyes and you held yourself back not to let him win over you; doing your best not to let those tears roll down your face.
the way jing yuan was grinding his cock inside had you absolutely in a state of total bliss – body no longer responding to your brain wanting to piss him off even more. maybe that was for the better, after all. maybe he would just finally stop teasing you so much and finally reward you by giving you the sweet release you have been waiting for ever since the first time he spanked you.
“you’re getting impatient, aren’t you, baby?”, he asked, voice breathless and strained in exhaustion.
“mhm, no. i’m okay”, you attempted to piss him off, which was not met very happily by your husband. “feels good, though.”
“your body is telling a different story, dearest”, he groaned. “i can feel you clenching down on me whenever i try to pull out, i can see how you try to hold back those pretty tears of yours because you just feel so good, don’t you, honey?”
when his pace quickened, you couldn’t stop the moans coming out, neither could you stop the tears rolling down your tears as the stimulation got too much to bear. “aww, does my princess want to come?”
you could only nod vigorously, hands digging into the wood of his desk to steady yourself but it was no use – his rough and erratic thrusts were too much to handle.
“oh, sweetheart”, he cooed, “i’m going to come, i’m so close, so, so close.”
“fill me up. please”, you begged; the sudden want to give your husband the baby he wanted for quite some time now surfaced – you weren’t sure if you were ready for this or not before but for some reason, it suddenly felt right.
“are you sure, princess?”, he mumbled. “we don’t have to.”
“yes, for god’s sake, yes”, you cried, moving your hips against his as he slowed down. “fill me up with your cum, jing.”
“oh, sweetheart”, he groaned, feeling himself get closer to his release as his thrusts lost their rhythm, and with a long groan and a string of curses, he came inside of you, making you feel so warm and full with his cum, even making you come with a cry, body shaking vigorously and tears rolling down onto some of his documents that were just underneath your head.
“shh, it’s alright, sweetheart. you’re safe, you’re okay. you did so well for me, dear”, he comforted you, staying buried deep inside of you as he tried to calm down from his high.
“i”m so proud of you, dear. i’m sorry for acting so foolishly childish about dan heng. i obviously know that everything is fine between us, but for some reason, the situation was somewhat infuriating for me. i don’t understand it myself, if i’m being absolutely honest, but i will work on my jealousy, yes?”, he apologized, as he pulled you up from underneath him on your desk.
“it’s alright, jing. i’m okay”, you smiled as he grabbed your dress and put it back on you. “i love you.”
he smiled back at you before he suddenly yawned making you laugh.
“hey, this all is exhausting. i think we should both just head home and sleep”, he suggested with a grin as he tied your dress, grabbed your hand and pulled you out of his office, calling out for his secretary to clear out his schedule for the remaining day as he was now taking the day off.
you could only hear his secretary sighing in annoyance, shooting her an apologetic smile and pointing to her phone so that she knew to check her phone soon before you were pulled away by your husband to return to the safety of your own home to sleep – or maybe to finally try for that baby you finally agreed to.
Sampo x Fem!reader - Explicit
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cw; jealous!jing yuan, unprotected sex, semi - public sex (in his office), teasing, gentle yet firm jing yuan, baby / pregnancy talk
important; reader is referred to as: wife, princess, dear, sweetheart, as well as usage of she/her pronouns once or twice
note; i promise i'll get to my requests now lmao, just had to get the horny out of my system with me being suddenly so comfortable with writing for star rail characters.
wc; ~2.500
“dear, can you come to my office real quick? i … need some help with some documents.”
the excuse jing yuan put out there was probably the most unbelievable one he could ever have come up with. help with documents? please, he was always known to never need any sort of help with any work related stuff. you rolled your eyes at his obvious attempt to get you into his office for something that is clearly not work related.
“what’s up?”, you asked him once you closed the door behind you, as he opened up his arms, so that you could come to him and give him a hug. the way he made you feel absolutely comfortable sitting on his lap despite being in his office at the commission made your heart flutter – you simply never thought to be able to relax this much being here instead of the comfort of your home.
“nothin’ really. just missed you”, he grumbled, softly stroking through your hair as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. “is it wrong of me to miss my beautiful wife?”
you giggled, head leaning on his shoulder as he slowly caressed his way down to your ass, hand gently massaging over the clothed skin… before he suddenly slapped your ass, making you squeal in surprise.
“what the…? what’s wrong?!”, you asked him, heart racing in shock, voice rising a couple of octaves in surprise..
“mhm, nothing, dear. however, shouldn’t i be the one asking that question?”
you were absolutely confused about what was going on – you couldn’t remember a thing you possibly did wrong.
“so, what was going on with you and that trailblazer from the astral express, hm? dan heng, wasn’t it? you were quite close with him throughout their stay, dear”, he expressed his problem; finally it all clicked.
you just had tried to be a good host for your guests of the express; after all, they were the ones helping on xianzhou without asking anything in return. after the situation had been cleared, jing yuan had invited the trailblazers to stay over and rest properly before they would go on their way to continue on with their travels.
you just didn’t realize that you had been spending an awfully lot of time with dan heng, who shared some of his very detailed notes about previous travels he made with the express after you asked him for some. you had always been curious about the world outside of xianzhou and the fact that dan heng had such a detailed databank filled with notes and memoirs had you impressed.
they had left only yesterday so it kind of made sense why he only brought it up now.
“i was just trying to be a good host, jing yuan. that’s all, i promise”, you replied, “were you jealous?”
you couldn’t help the giggle, just finding it very adorable that a powerful man like jing yuan and your husband of many years still managed to find moments where he felt jealous and protective over you. only little did you know that he was planning on showing off who you really belong to, even if his so-called competition was already on another planet.
“what if i was, dear? isn’t it normal for me to be protective of my gorgeous wife? i have many enemies, darling, it’s an instinct of mine”, he chuckled before he lifted you up onto his desk, standing right between your legs which you instinctively wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck.
you softly brushed a strand of hair out of his face. “i’m not saying anything against that. in fact, i find it endearing how you still can find situations to be jealous about me”, you giggled, pulling him down closer to you so that you could kiss him.
“mhm, yeah, sure”, jing yuan rolled his eyes.
it took you by absolute surprise when the general of the xianzhou luofu pinned you onto his desk, hands over your head and a confident smirk on his lips as he saw the shock in your face. “aww, dear, don’t be scared. it’s just me after all, it’s just your sweet husband. don’t you love it when i get rough with you, dear?”
“i hate it when you’re right”, you grumbled as a reply, “you could’ve been a bit gentler, though.”
“i thought i was more than enough gentle back when we had our honeymoon? thought you didn’t want me to be soft and careful with you any longer?”, he murmured into your ear, having you shiver in excitement for what was expecting you.
but it also had you worry about the other employees at the luofu; after all you hadn’t locked the door to avoid someone just barging in. and now jing yuan was initiating something that you would consider a very complicated situation to explain.
“don’t worry, dear. no one would even dare to come in without knocking. but doesn’t it sound enticing? the thought of someone seeing you how i horrible treat my lovely wife when i ravage her and make her feel good?”
your eyes fluttered shut, the image of him fucking you on his desk were all you were picturing now, how filthy his mouth had become over the years you two were together and married – not that you were complaining, not at all. nodding, you agreed to his suggestion.
“good girl”, he mumbled, placing a gentle kiss underneath your ear, a spot you always had been very sensitive about, before he slowly untied the knot that held your dress together and pulled it off your body and lowered his head to tease your body with his sweet and innocent pecks over your shivering skin.
“you are so beautiful, dear. i love you so much”, he praised you and stopped with his kisses as he reached your panties, standing back up to slowly as he pulled the fabric off your legs. “but don’t forget why we are in this situation in this moment. don’t think i have forgotten about the way you spent more time with that trailblazer than your husband.”
you couldn’t help rolling your eyes in annoyance, eyes widening as he suddenly grabbed your cheeks with just one hand, forcing you to look at him. “don’t give me that attitude, love. i don’t like how bratty you have become recently and i think it’s time i remind you who you belong to and who is in charge”, he snapped, no longer was he your dearest husband who’d treat you so sweet and like you were his most treasured possession (which you were, there was no doubt in that.)
no, now he was just the strict general of the xianzhou luofu who would not let you talk back to him in any way.
and for some reason, this visual of him being in absolute control was turning you on; quite a lot.
“mhm, dearest, you’re so ready for me already. have you been anticipating that i would initiate something?”, he chuckled, leaning back down without breaking eye contact as he softly started teasing you with his lips on your thighs, softly caressing them with soft pecks before he reached your entrance.
the moment his tongue was playing with your clit, you squeezed your eyes shut, moaning his name and grabbing a handful of his hair to pull him in closer; to have him do more than just teasing your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“ah, ah, ah. none of that, dear. don’t think that just because i’m feeling nice right now, you get to do that. hands off of me”, he said, voice authoritative and not allowing any sort of back talk.
you simply did not know what to do with your hands, now that you were forced to pull them off from his locks; usually he would allow you to touch him all you wanted. jing yuan knew that you loved being close to him whenever he would make you feel loved and cherished with his not-so-gentle actions; so not being able to touch him had you quivering around, which he – obviously – did not like either.
“dear me, you really are testing my patience today, are you not?”, he grunted, stopping with his mouth on your clit as he pinched your nipples, having you jolt in surprise. “do. not. move. or i swear to you, you will regret it. i might just go ahead and open that door for everyone to see what a pretty little slut you are for me. but you would like that, wouldn’t you, dear? you would love to let everyone see who the only man in your life is that can make you feel so good.”
before you could reply, you felt two of his fingers pushing inside; unable to hold the moan coming out of your throat with your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. he was very fast to pick up a pace moving his fingers in and out of you, just as he was stimulating your clit with his other hand’s thumb.
“mhm, you’re already so ready to take me, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
you nodded, you were so light-headed that you were unable to reply with words as he would have preferred for you to but he didn’t say anything.
as he was curling his fingers inside, you whined, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to your release and the thoughts of someone watching him fucking you with his fingers had you even more excited.
“get up”, he suddenly stopped, keeping you so close on the edge and went a step back before he grabbed you by your hips and had you standing against his desk with wobbly legs. “turn around and hold onto the desk.”
once you did, he pinned you down onto the desk, your body shivering at how cold the wood was against your naked body.
unable to see him any longer, you didn’t know what was going to happen or when. you could only trust your hearing; and you could hear him unbuckle his belt and just after a couple of moments, you felt his tip teasing your entrance. the anticipation of when he was going to push in had you on the edge.
“look at you being to impatient for me to fuck you, dear. so adorable”, he mumbled, gently stroking your hair out of the way and with one swift thrust, he was buried deep inside of you. you almost let out a scream in shock, but it was muffled by his hand covering your mouth before he started setting a fast and hard rhythm, the hand unoccupied was holding onto your hips, as he fucked you, relentless.
“dear, you feel so good, so tight and warm around my cock”, he praised you, the hand on your hips suddenly off your body and you felt a stinging pain as he spanked you once more.
“but don’t forget that this is still a punishment. you didn’t, right, sweetheart?”
tears were burning in your eyes and you held yourself back not to let him win over you; doing your best not to let those tears roll down your face.
the way jing yuan was grinding his cock inside had you absolutely in a state of total bliss – body no longer responding to your brain wanting to piss him off even more. maybe that was for the better, after all. maybe he would just finally stop teasing you so much and finally reward you by giving you the sweet release you have been waiting for ever since the first time he spanked you.
“you’re getting impatient, aren’t you, baby?”, he asked, voice breathless and strained in exhaustion.
“mhm, no. i’m okay”, you attempted to piss him off, which was not met very happily by your husband. “feels good, though.”
“your body is telling a different story, dearest”, he groaned. “i can feel you clenching down on me whenever i try to pull out, i can see how you try to hold back those pretty tears of yours because you just feel so good, don’t you, honey?”
when his pace quickened, you couldn’t stop the moans coming out, neither could you stop the tears rolling down your tears as the stimulation got too much to bear. “aww, does my princess want to come?”
you could only nod vigorously, hands digging into the wood of his desk to steady yourself but it was no use – his rough and erratic thrusts were too much to handle.
“oh, sweetheart”, he cooed, “i’m going to come, i’m so close, so, so close.”
“fill me up. please”, you begged; the sudden want to give your husband the baby he wanted for quite some time now surfaced – you weren’t sure if you were ready for this or not before but for some reason, it suddenly felt right.
“are you sure, princess?”, he mumbled. “we don’t have to.”
“yes, for god’s sake, yes”, you cried, moving your hips against his as he slowed down. “fill me up with your cum, jing.”
“oh, sweetheart”, he groaned, feeling himself get closer to his release as his thrusts lost their rhythm, and with a long groan and a string of curses, he came inside of you, making you feel so warm and full with his cum, even making you come with a cry, body shaking vigorously and tears rolling down onto some of his documents that were just underneath your head.
“shh, it’s alright, sweetheart. you’re safe, you’re okay. you did so well for me, dear”, he comforted you, staying buried deep inside of you as he tried to calm down from his high.
“i”m so proud of you, dear. i’m sorry for acting so foolishly childish about dan heng. i obviously know that everything is fine between us, but for some reason, the situation was somewhat infuriating for me. i don’t understand it myself, if i’m being absolutely honest, but i will work on my jealousy, yes?”, he apologized, as he pulled you up from underneath him on your desk.
“it’s alright, jing. i’m okay”, you smiled as he grabbed your dress and put it back on you. “i love you.”
he smiled back at you before he suddenly yawned making you laugh.
“hey, this all is exhausting. i think we should both just head home and sleep”, he suggested with a grin as he tied your dress, grabbed your hand and pulled you out of his office, calling out for his secretary to clear out his schedule for the remaining day as he was now taking the day off.
you could only hear his secretary sighing in annoyance, shooting her an apologetic smile and pointing to her phone so that she knew to check her phone soon before you were pulled away by your husband to return to the safety of your own home to sleep – or maybe to finally try for that baby you finally agreed to.
Summary: best friends to drunken confessions to soft smut to lovers.
Pairing: Kaveh x fem! reader.
Word count: 970 words.
Warnings: best friends to lovers, alcohol consumption, very soft and loving n. sfw, soft oral (fem receiving), breeding (like, ofc who do you think I am? haha).
A/n: something tender for our favorite princess Kaveh <3 Experimenting with the format again hehe.
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Best friend Kaveh who you’ve known since childhood, hours upon hours spent in the comfort of your room, drawing and imagining what it would be like to live in a castle someday.
Best friend Kaveh who always showed his drawings to you before anyone else, ruby eyes sparkling like gems every time you complimented or praised his little creations.
Best friend Kaveh who liked to dream, wishing, one day, he can design the home he’d like to share with you.
Best friend Kaveh who pulled all-nighters all the time during his Akdemiya days. And you, who didn’t leave him alone in any of them, even if you couldn’t convince him to get some rest.
Best friend Kaveh who you held in your arms the day his mother left, the tears he only dares to shed when he finds himself in the solitude of the night, hot against the crook of your neck. You don’t care. You’d let him burn your every inch with the lava rivers you wish he didn’t have to endure.
Best friend Kaveh who fell asleep in your arms that night, your fingers delicately combing through his soft golden locks. In that moment, you realized he’s like the sun: bright, vibrant, yet obscured by storm clouds sometimes.
Best friend Kaveh who flushes red at the cheek kisses you gave him the day the Palace of Alcazarzaray was inaugurated. Kisses both you and him wish (and perhaps already know) are more than platonic.
Best friend Kaveh who helplessly downs drink after drink at Lambad’s Tavern after one of his projects isn’t accepted. He didn’t tell you were he was going that night. But you just knew.
Drunk Kaveh who is a crying mess the moment you find him slumped over a table at the back of the tavern, numbly drinking more and more of the sweet liquor.
Drunk Kaveh who nuzzles into the crook of your neck the moment you sit beside him.
Drunk Kaveh who muses about how soft you feel, a dopey smile tugging at his intoxicated lips.
Drunk Kaveh who you half drag, half carry to you small apartment, because you’d be damned if you’d let Alhaitham see his friend in such a state (you know Kaveh would never hear the end of it).
Drunk Kaveh who pulls you down with him in your couch the moment you lay him there. His grip on your waist tightens, you can feel warm tears falling on your shoulder.
Drunk Kaveh who mumbles “don’t leave me… please…” as he buries his face deeper into your neck.
Drunk Kaveh who looks so fragile and vulnerable the instant your lips brush his temple. It’s twenty years ago, and you’re both carefree kids again, he is crying because he scraped his knee. You lean his head on your shoulder.
Drunk Kaveh whose rose colored eyes look up at you, tears like small flecks of stardust pooling in his lashes.
Drunk Kaveh who whispers “I’m in love with you, [Y/n]” in the seconds stolen between held breaths and the static of endless constellations.
Drunk Kaveh who you harmlessly chastise about not saying things he might regret while inebriated.
Kaveh who silences your claims with his lips on yours. Fiery alcohol, starlit tears, and him, sugary on your mouth.
Kaveh who you wrap your arms around, as he lays you down on top of him.
Kaveh whose shirt you start unbuttoning his soft, gentle hands slipping under your clothes.
Kaveh who makes you shiver in pleasure when his kisses trail your jawline, your neck, your collarbone, your chest, where he rests his forehead as you caress his bright locks.
Kaveh who paints the blueprints of your own shared Heaven when his sweet tongue laps at your folds, getting wetter as the stars above circle the sky and he keeps touching you in ways no one has done before.
Kaveh who blushes when you tell him how pretty he is, when you tuck a strand of his beautiful hair behind his ear, your hand lingering on the contour of his jawline.
Kaveh who thrusts into you slowly, making sure you are enjoying this.
Kaveh who repeats how much he loves and has loved you since as long as he remembers, as you can feel him stretching your insides, his every vein the perfect puzzle piece you were missing against your velvety walls.
Kaveh who moans all too prettily, head resting on the crook of your neck, while his juices spill warm against your insides. Your walls, covered in him, his favorite masterpiece.
Kaveh who you pepper in kisses as you both come down from your high. You love the blissful smile spreading through his pretty features.
Kaveh who you kiss goodnight, “I’m in love with you too.” breathed in the space between, the tips of your noses brushing each other, your hands in his, your ticket to honeyed dreams.
Boyfriend Kaveh who still doesn’t know how he got so lucky. The only girl he’s ever loved leaning against his side, in a flower field, as he sketches a new design (he is insistent on you not knowing what it is until he’s finished).
Boyfriend Kaveh who hopes you say ‘yes’ once he slips on your finger the ruby and golden band resting in his pocket. He hopes you like the wedding setting he’s been sketching for the last few hours, too.
Boyfriend Kaveh and his sunshine-like radiance when you look up at him from your spot on the green grass next to him. You hope, one day, you can call him your husband.
Boyfriend Kaveh’s and your minds, that seem to follow the planets aligned, as the Sun starts dipping behind the horizon, gazes meeting in the twilit breeze of spring.
Happily ever after is written in the stars for the both of you tonight.
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idk if you write poly but imagine jing yuan and blade overstimulating you the whole night!!! jing yuan ofc praises you while he makes you cry and calls you oh so teethrotting words, blade on the other hand, degrades the shit out of you and tells jing yuan things like “don’t baby them” and then spanks you or grabs your hair
PROMISE IT WON’T HURT?
— featuring ┊jing yuan x f!reader x blade
— warnings / content warnings ┊not proofread, double penetration, vaginal sex, degradation, a little bit of she/her pronouns, spanking, praise kink, blade being a lil bitch, both have a size kink if u squint, reader implied to be shorter than them in height, dirty talk, use of nicknames, overall suggestive content | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
— a/n ┊MHMM OFC I DO <3 i like writing em despite not doing posting it, u are sososo real for this nonnie it’s a great balance too, two hot men wrapped around your finger, TYSM 4 THE REQUEST NONNIE! AAAA THIS IS A BIT RUSHED BUT I HOPE ITS FINE
BLADE AND JING YUAN. where could you even start? first off, it was a pain living with both jing yuan and blade, you can never have a peaceful night. you love them both dearly, yes.. but one was always rougher with you than the other was. jing yuan always treated you like a princess, so it was quite obvious he was always the one you would run to whenever blade was being so so mean to you, one lucky girl you are. you decided it was a good idea to give jing yuan some attitude one evening. he was getting on your nerves, crossing your arms as you looked up at him, narrowing your eyes. oh.. you were adorable. but you knew better than to give him attitude, blade would always get involved too..
jing yuan stares down at you as if you were merely just someone below him, well.. you are gonna be below both him and blade if don’t put a stop to your bratty antics right here and there. “what did i say about giving me attitude, angel? do you never listen?” he asks calmly, the soft smile still lingering on his face. he can't help but smile a little at how adorable you look right now, your arms crossed in protest and your face scrunching up like you're upset. jing yuan was almost tempted to give you exactly what you want, whatever it is. “you’re the one that doesn’t listen to me, jing yuan. don’t give me this!”
jing yuan sighs softly as you whine and cry. your voice is just so cute, and he can't help but want to give you whatever you want just to stop you from being so stubborn. he chuckled, smiling gently at you. his tone and expression softens as he kisses the tip of your nose. he’s just so weak against your whining and crying, such an angel you are.. he can’t resist you. “alright.. fine, my dove. you know you can get whatever you want by whining and acting like that, don't you?" he would whisper softly, pulling your body closer to his chest, a soft smile still lurking on his face as he gazed down at you. “how about this..." a familiar voice adds, making your heart drop as you felt something.. or someone brush against your back, mumbling softly into your ear, lips brushing against the lobe of your ear breathing softly against you. “would ya quit babying her, jing yuan? she doesn’t deserve it. listen here, princess.” blade grabbed your shoulder turning you to face him, hand on your chin. “the next time you whine at him, i’ll give you something to cry about. got it?”
“the hell you will! you’re always so mean, blade. punishing me any chance you get. s’ not even a big deal!” “then you’ll have to be good,” blade spat. “you’re such a crybaby. it makes it harder for me not to give you something to whine and cry about.” you pressed your thighs together, feeling the wetness in between your legs as you swallowed the lump in your throat, crossing your arms at him. “tone it down with the angel, would you? she just wanted something, she might’ve got carried away with the begging and whining but.. it’ll be fine.”
blade looked back down at you, biting down on your shoulder as he caught sight of you clutching on jing yuan’s chest, a low chuckle rumbling from the general’s throat. “it’ll be alright, angel. you don’t want your punishment, don’t you?” you were being squished between them, cheek against jing yuan’s chest as he ran his hand down your lower back, patting gently. “no, no i don’t.” blade bit down on your shoulder, applying more pressure. you let out a soft wince, your knuckles white from the harsh grip you had on jing yuan’s attire. “no?” blade says, feigning surprise as he lifts an eyebrow. “i’ll give you a reason to want it, i’ll can make you want it. i’ll have you begging and whining for my cock once we’re done with you, stubborn girl.”
oh boy.. you’re done for tonight.
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"a little bratty and bad darling you are, hm?” jing yuan remarked teasingly, you were seated on his cock, tears already forming in your eyes as you begged him to be gentle with you, blade working on marking you, oh how painful his teeth felt.. you were on cloud 9 at this point. jing yuan’s eyes gaze into yours as his hand trails up your hips his warm breath washes over your shoulder as he speaks, his words filled with affection and love. “cmon angel, keep going. you’re doing so good, y’know that baby? taking my cock so well.” he praised, planting a kiss on your collarbone. “tell me, angel. you don’t need your punishment, right? you’re such a good girl for me.. right?” nodding viciously, you couldn’t think straight. you weren’t even sure how he managed to fit inside, but you loved it.
“not for me.” the words are just enough to push blade over the edge, his hand moving in a swift motion and spanking your bottom hard, the sharp pain making your entire back tingle. “o-ow! blade?—“ you yell out as the pain quickly starts to spread all through your nerves. “that hurts!”
“it does hurt, doesn’t it?” he lets his hand settle on your bottom for just a couple more seconds before removing it. He looks down on you, his tone and look still serious, a deadpan nonchalant expression on his face. but there’s an underlying air of lust as you lay there on jing yuan’s bare chest in pain, his cock still thrusting inside your abused pussy slowly. blade forcibly grabbed at your hips, aligning himself with your hole, the same hole jing yuan was using. “w-wait!” jing yuan shut you up with a kiss, his touch so sweet.. calming you down almost immediately. “it’ll be fine, dove. you’re already doing a good job handling mine, you can handle two cocks at once, can you?”
“promise it won’t hurt?”
“i promise, sweetheart. you can do it, right? ‘gonna be a good girl f’me and blade?”
one..
“f-for you i’ll be..”
two..
“that’s my girl.”
three!
blade took this opportunity to thrust himself inside your cunt, a loud whine leaving your throat. your eyes flew open as jing yuan licked his lips, keeping you in place as he took sight of your fucked out state, seeing how well you were taking them, a bulge forming on your stomach. your breathing became shallow, and it hitched every time blade plunged into you. face scrunched, absorbed in pure lust and hunger. “that’s it, dove. you’re doing great.. so pretty.” “f-fuck.. stop babying her, asshole.” you were stuck in between them, really. the roughness and harsh movements of blade’s thrusts mixed with jing yuan’s soft and slow thrusts, you felt so full, tongue lolling out with your mind going completely blank at this rate as you came on their cocks almost immediately, coating their huge dicks with white.
“ohh.. she came already. you like this, dove? ‘like how it feels? i like how this pretty pussy feels around me too.” jing yuan kissed your tears away, his hair was damp with sweat, plastered to his forehead. blade withdrew himself almost completely and pushed back in, fucking you with his entire length. he gave you a small squeeze on your bottom, a teasing smile danced on his lips, a hint of cruelty almost once his hand comes to rest near your bottom, landing another slap on the fat of your ass. “fuckin’ sloppy..” he spoke, giving your ass another slap, your body jolting forward at the stinging pain as you came once again, feeling how sticky it felt in between your thighs.
both blade and jing yuan felt their lengths rubbing against each other, grunting loudly as they pressed themselves together sliding their dicks side by side through your entrance, completely buried inside as the tips of their lengths kissed your cervix. blade grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling you back to his chest, his cock bullying itself inside your cunt far more roughly this time. “once we cum, you’re taking it all. not a single drop to be left.. ‘got that?” you nodded weakly, jing yuan sat up slightly as he chuckled, kissing your jaw. “such a good girl you are, baby.” both continued fucking you at a steady pace, making sure not to miss a beat. “you like that, slut? ‘like being used like this?” one taunted mockingly while the other grunted in response, chasing his high “f-fucking hell, m’ gonna cum. you feel too good, princess.”
both blade and jing yuan found themselves approaching their orgasm, picking up the pace of their thrusts, feeling one enter while the other pulls away, one enter and the other pull away.. over and over. on repeat. fuck. you felt so full and they haven’t even came inside you, yet the feeling of their lengths inside the same hole at the same time were enough to make you cum on the spot. they kept ramming themselves deep inside your poor abused pussy, making sure not to miss any spot leaving no part untouched until finally releasing streams of their seed, coating your walls with white just like how your coated their dicks. you were absolutely exhausted. once blade pulled away, he admired how slowly his cum would leave your hole, dripping onto jing yuan’s. you collapsed on jing yuan’s chest, your body shook at the amount of exhaustion that washed over your body.
“you were too rough on her, blade. one day, you might actually break her.” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around you as his cock was still inside you, grabbing at your hips and slowly pulling your off with his strong arms, laying you down on the mattress as he grabbed a cloth and wiped the mess in between your legs, not realizing how much they both filled you to the brim.
