—𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧
warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact
disclaimer: fem!reader, corruption kink, possessive/slightly yandere!ayato, virgin!reader, deepthroating, cunnilingus, praising, slight degragation, implied!possessive/slight yandere!yae miko, marking, creampies, unbalanced power dynamic, some manipulation but reader and ayato sex is completely consensual, unedited
w/c: 3.4k
a/n: based off of this post. I’ve had a lot of thoughts on ayato recently lmao. hopefully this helps us ayato fans as we have to wait till the end of march for him
tag list: @svgarslut, @albaedoe, @fizzypastels, @xialatvs, @jean-prettyboy-kirschtein, @hxnabanana, @kamisathoes (thought you might like this one hehe)
Dusk had fallen upon the mountainous cliffs of Inazuma. The young master of the Kamisato clan slowly trod along the path to the Grand Narukami Shrine, passing through torii after torii as he ascended higher and higher on the mountain. Various shrine maidens were off beginning to light the various lanterns as night would be approaching within the hour.
Ayato heard the murmurs and stares of patrons around him, many of the maidens bowing down showing their respect to the young master. Each and everyone was returned with a polite smile, trying to keep up appearances being the graceful lord that captured the heart and respect of many. He finally passed through the shrine, making his way to the Sacred Sakura tree.
With a sigh, Ayato slightly bowed his hands, placing his hands together as his thoughts focused on his prayers. Would the Shogun show pity on him, blessing his lonely sister with happiness hoping she could find a partner of her own? Perhaps even giving Thoma the motivation to visit Mondstadt and visit the people he had heard so much about?
Ayato’s brow furrowed, the corners of his mouth turning downwards. Would the Shogun show pity to his mother he desperately wanted to hold again. Ayato inhaled slowly, letting the fragrant flowers stimulate his senses before exhaling out. His long pale blue lashes fluttered open, lavender eyes revealing themselves to the world around him once more.
As he turned away, prepared to head back to the Kamisato estate for dinner, a figure caught his eyes. Within the corner of the shrine, he saw you out looking at the endless ocean around you. Golden light illuminated your skin, your eyes closed with a small smile letting the wind breeze past you. Pink sakura petals cascaded down your form, illuminated with the sparkling power of electro.
Ayato wasn’t sure how long he had been staring at you, mouth slightly agape and captivated before the scene before him. It must have felt like an eternity before you finally blessed him when you open your eyes along with a small smile on your face. He could feel his heart thumping along his chest, walking over to you. He prayed to the Electro Archon you wouldn’t sense his nervousness.
Sporting a suave look, Ayato watched you turn around eyes blowing wide to see him next to you. He let out a small chuckle, thinking just how adorable you could be. You were in your standard shrine-maiden uniform.
“Lord Kamisato! Could I assist you with anything today?” you stammered out. Ayato chuckled once more, bringing his fan near his lips. His eyes narrowed in amusement, a smirk hidden beneath his ornate fan.
“No, I was just curious. I typically know most of the shrine maidens but I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing you,” Ayato replied. You bit your lip, head looking down towards the Yumemiru wooden floor.
‘So utterly cute…’
“I see…I am fairly new here actually. I was recently promoted by Lady Guuji to help assist with exorcism here at the shrine,” you answered. Ayato clicked his tongue looking out towards the waves, watching sparkles illuminated by the sun.
“Interesting. To be recognized by Lady Guuji is no easy fit. She must have seen something compelling with you,” Ayato chuckled. You looked down to the floor again in embarrassment biting your lip. Ayato chuckled in amusement from your meekness once more before letting the back of his fan guide your chin up to look at him.
Your cheeks warmed observing the beautiful features the young man had. His skin was pale with a dark mole presented near his lips. His eyes were sharp holding mischievousness, his eyelashes long.
“Why are you trying to hide away from me? You should feel confident with your abilities. No need to feel embarrassed,” Ayato murmured, flashing a closed-eye smile to you. His eyes opened noticing your lips trembling. How easy would it be to lean in and capture them? Would you melt under his touch, letting his hands slowly brush up and grope your breasts? Would you whisper his name under your breath beckoning him to be rougher and rougher?
“Lord Kamisato?” you whispered. Ayato’s eyes went wide, snapping him out of his lustful thoughts. He leaned away, opening his fan out to shield the faint blush on his cheeks.
“Excuse me, I was lost in thought for a moment. For my rudeness, I have to extend an invitation for you to be treated at my estate. My handler would make you a fine feast filled with the best delicacies Inazuma can offer,” Ayato murmured. As you raised your hands up, about to reject the offer, Ayato closed his hand placing it in your palms.
“When you come to the Kamisato estate with this fan, you’ll be known as a guest with the highest honor. Hopefully, Lady Guuji will let you have time off so I may treat you, dear shrine maiden,” Ayato chuckled, watching your hand wrap around the fan.
“...(Y/n)...” you muttered out. Ayato quirked an eyebrow out, tips contouring into a smile.
“Noted,” Ayato chuckled, turning around to leave the shrine. His eyes narrowed once more, a smirk prominently on his lips. Lady Guuji was typically a very strict person when it came to her shrine maidens. They were her, playthings to do as she wishes. He’d have to come up with something clever if he was to convince her to let you out for the night.
Hmm, I’m sure Thoma would be able to execute another one of his ‘political’ plans.
“(Y/n), you’re needed for the Yashiro Commission,” Yae murmured, eyes crossed. Her typical sly smile was nowhere to be found, her pink-tinted lips caught in a line. Her amethyst eyes were much colder too, appearing towards you in a much more serious and sinister way. Even her large ears dragged down more, signaling her foul mood. Your mouth felt dry, as you wiped your tongue across your lips.
“What does the Yashiro Commission need with me?” you asked. Yae sighed, her hand holding her chin up. She left her position in front of the sakura tree, letting her fingers brush away some of your hair.
“It would seem they are dealing with a possession. I highly doubt an evil spirit managed to do something, but with the…high activity of the Abyss recently, we can’t ignore it especially since it’s the Yashiro Commission. If word got out, it would send the people into a panic. You and I both know that’s the last thing this shrine needs,” Yae murmured.
“So please take care of this for me, sweetie. It shouldn’t take too long either,” Yae cooed. You felt your cheeks warming once more as you let out a timid nod. A smile finally appeared on her pale face, humming in satisfaction before turning your back towards you. You let yourself bow beginning to journey down to the Kamisato Estate.
“...Why is he trying to play games with me,” she sighed, letting electro emit from her fingertips.
As you descended down Mt. Yougou towards the Kamisato Estate, you couldn’t help feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach. It had been a few weeks since you had scene Ayato, his fan still in your courters. You’ve always heard rumors about him, noting how dashing he is from the other shrine maidens. To think, he would offer you of all people to come to his estate.
You rapidly shook your head to fight your thoughts. You were here because Lady Guuji asked you to, not for fun and games. You needed to focus…
Looking up towards the entrance, a guard quickly grabbed your attention quickly running up to you.
“My lady! We need to hurry! Please enter the estate! We will be outside if you need anything,” the man yelped out. The doors were quickly opened by two more people as you quickly entered. As soon as your feet touch the tatami mats, the sliding doors snapped closed. You sighed, trying to ease your beating heart, taking your shoes off and placing them near the door. Hopefully, you wouldn’t need to run out if this was an evil spirit.
You slowly walked in on edge, clutching your small bag of salt. As you walked to a random door, you slide it open gasping at the scene in front of you. There Ayato remained, at his desk. His robes exposed his chiseled chest, legs parted exposing a mole on his upper thigh. Those cunning eyes of his looked up in fraudulent shock.
“(Y/n)? My dear, what are you doing here? In my courters of all places,” Ayato chuckled, with pink tinting his cheeks. You quickly turned around covering your eyes.
“A-Ayato! I’m so sorry! I heard there was an evil spirit and I was here to deal with it,” you stammered out. Ayato clicked his tongue, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.
“Ah! I see. Well, one of the guards had caught some sort of sickness. When one of my servants saw him convulsing they immediately thought he was being possessed. My sister most likely called for Lady Guuji to send a maiden to help deal with this,” Ayato sighed.
“The situation has been dealt with though. He is finally resting, so you probably shouldn’t see him now. Our medical staff treated him,” Ayato smiled. You could feel him slowly walk up, his chest pressed against your back.
“...It’s already late though. Why don’t you stay the night? I still haven’t treated you from my rudeness from before,” Ayato murmured, voice deeper and huskier. You felt your body trembling as you felt his hand press near your waist.
“L-Lord Kamisato! I couldn’t possibly!! I already intruded…and I-I…” you stuttered. Ayato leaned down, pressing kisses on the little skin you had exposed on your neck. Your body instinctively fell back against his touch, your body beginning to relax.
“Hmm, my sweet shrine maiden. Do you have that fan I gave you, by chance?” Ayato murmured, tugging down your white haneri.
“N-No…my lord. It’s still in my quarters at the shrine,” you stammered. You felt a chuckle vibrate against your skin. His hands slowly trailed up, feeling along with your form tight as if to try to get an idea of what your form was like without your robes.
“...Stay the night. You can do that for me, right? It’s the least I can do for having my subordinates bother you this late in the night,” he whispered into your ear. Your heart pounded against your chest with heavy beats; you wondered if he could hear it. He slowly turned you around, lifting your chin with his hands.
You shouldn’t be doing this with him. You know what goes on when a woman enters a man’s quarters at night.
And yet…
“O-Okay,” you murmured. A smirk appeared on Ayato’s face before leaning in and capturing your lips. He swiftly closed the sliding doors, pinning you against it—his lips hot and heavy against yours. You felt him slowly grind into you, something hard and thick brushing against your pelvis causing you to squeak in embarrassment. As you parted your lips, Ayato took the opportunity to dart his tongue inside, letting it explore the new tavern he had been deprived of.
You moaned out. You felt Ayato's lips curve up once more as he pulled away from your lips—the both of you panting hard as a glistening string of saliva connected the two of you. His lips quickly came down to capture yours once more as his hands pulled the large red ribbon on your robe, letting your uniform slowly become undone, exposing the various layers. He quickly pulled them down, your nude form now fully exposed to the lord.
As your hands went over to cover your breast, Ayato grabbed your wrist. He slowly guided you towards his futon, watching your chest bounce as he finally laid you down on his silky sheets.
“Please don’t cover your beautiful form up, my dear,” he murmured, lips pressing down towards your bud. You gasped, feeling his tongue swirl around it, his other hand gently massaging the mound. Waves of pleasure stirred inside of you as he lifted his mouth up, eyeing you as your eyes focused on his tongue prodded out swiping side-to-side on your sensitive bud.
“Aww you’re my good girl aren’t you. You think my pretty shrine maiden can help me out with a favor,” Ayato cooed, pressing a kiss on the plush of your breast. You meekly nodded as you as he lifted your upper half up. Ayato finally disrobed, cock proudly standing in attention. His was so long, a vein seemingly pulsating. A few moles littered his length as translucent precum leaked out of his tip.
“You think you can deal with, this for me sweetheart,” Ayato cooed, lifting your chin up with his hands. Your lips trembled, wondering just how deep he would go before shoving those thoughts back down again.
“I’ve never done anything like this before…so please don’t think differently of me because of it,” you muttered. Ayato chuckled once again before letting out a low moan, pressing his free hand to the base of his cock.
“Different of you? Never, my cute shrine maiden. That’s so utterly adorable…” he groaned. Your cheeks felt as if they were on fire. As you timidly pressed your hand on his cock. You could feel how warm and heavy it was in your hand, clearly desperate for any attention it could get.
“Come on, open wide for me…” he cooed out. You sheepishly opened your moan, letting the length slowly enter your cavern. Ayato moaned out seeing you begin to gag and try to focus on getting it as deep as it could go in your mouth. Drool seeped out from the sides of your mouth, as your voice was muffled from the cock in your mouth.
“Such a good girl. Taking your lord so well like that. I’m so proud of you,” Ayato cooed out,” Thank you for letting me use you like this.”
Ayato pressed his hands to the sides of your upper neck and chin, grabbing hold of it as he slowly shoved his cock in and out of your mouth. You moaned trying to keep up with his pace, a sadistic smirk prominently on his lips as his sinful expressions leaked from his mouth. You could feel his balls hitting against your chin, your saliva, and the saltiness of his precum dripping down and onto the futon. Your hands shot up to his muscled upper thighs, trying to keep pace with him.
“Just a little more sweetheart. Come on, take me even deeper…” Ayato moaned out, his length now slowly disappearing deep into your mouth. As difficult as it were to breathe, his voice and eyes were motivating you furthered as if he was dragging you down to his state of lust. Satisfied with your achievement, Ayato gently pushed you off watching you heave and try to catch your breath.
“Hmm, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you wanted this. Isn’t this thing sort of sacrilegious to a maiden…?” Ayato teased. You slowly nodded your head, letting your legs part to expose your sobbing pussy. Ayato licked his lips observing your hole clutch around nothing, wanting nothing more than his cock to break your vow as a maiden.
Your essence leaked out, making a mess of your folds and upper thighs, Ayato slowly swiped his finger up—gathering some slick—watching you trembled from the small touch as he slowly entered it into his mouth.
“Sweet…I can just eat you up, my cute little shrine maiden,” Ayato cooed. Ayato leaned down pressed his tongue against your clit as your body jolted in pleasure. He pressed a kiss on the buddle of nerves, before letting two fingers gather more of your slick near your hole. His tongue swiped up, using his free hand to open your folds even wider for him.
The pink muscle slowly circled around the nub, focusing most of his energy slowly sucking on it. His fingers slowly began to enter inside you, stretching his two fingers out in an attempt to prep you for his cock. The pleasure of his rapid swipes and attention towards your clit was enough to dull the pain of him stretching you. He could feel your walls trying to clamp down on his fingers making his cock even harder.
“Ayato! Ayato!” you choked out. He chuckled, slurping your juices up as loudly as he could.
“I know dear, I know…” he teased before continuing swiping his tongue against your clit. You couldn’t focus but every rapid stroke of his tongue spelled out the letters of his name. By the time he reached, your voice peaked, body arched up as you reached your climax. Ayato got up, his fingers leaving you as you felt empty.
Lifting your head up, you saw Ayato’s lower face glistening with your slick, his cock pulsating and ready to enter you. He leaned down, pressing a tender kiss on your lips feeling the length rub against your sensitive folds.
“Even if you may not be holy to the shrine and the eyes of our archon anymore…you’ll always be holy in my eyes, dear shrine maiden,” Ayato whispered out, his hand tenderly caressing your face as his length slowly push inside of you. Dull pain grew worst and worst feeling him stretch inside of you. You choked out, nails digging into his back, as your legs wrapped around his waist𐐣unconciously pulling him in even deeper.
As tears began sticking to the side of your eyes, Ayato kissed them away eventually bottoming out inside of you. He remained like that for a while, simply kissing you and whispering such flowery words in your ear. Your hands had slowly descended to your breast, fondling the mounds until the pain became pleasure.
“M-Move…my lord! Please move!” you whimpered out. Ayato, chuckled lips connecting with your neck and sucking as he began thrusting inside of you. He had a set pace, feeling your walls descend and massaging this cock—lulling him to go deeper and deeper inside of you. His moans were breathy, as he himself got lost in the pleasure of your velvety walls—admiring the prominent hickies now on your neck.
“Fuck, you’re so tight and sweet for me darling. Such an innocent little thing like yourself shouldn’t be doing this,” Ayato groaned out. Your own murmurs were loud, feeling his length hit a spot inside of leaving you writhing under him.
“Yes! Yes! Just for you Lord Ayato!” you choked out. Ayato grinned once more, pace becoming faster and rougher.
“Oh? So the ‘innocent’ doesn’t seem so innocent anymore. Sucking on my cock and pulling me in like this? Instead of worshiping our archon, it looks like you want to worship that instead,” Ayato cooed in your ear. You shook your head once more in embarrassment, but your rationality was leaving you by the second. His hand reached down to your clit, slowly rubbing circles along the sensitive nub.
“Haha…come on admit it. After all, who is making you feel this good? Fuck. Who’s cock is inside of you right now? Who made you cum with just their tongue?
“You, you, you!” you yelled out. Ayato chuckled once more, strokes rapid and deep.
“That’s right. Me. Your lord…Yours! Fuck!” Ayato choked out. He heard you yelp once more, hole tightening tighter and tighter against his cock, leaving him to spurt his cum inside of you. His breaths were heavy, trying to ease his breathing again observing his softening cock still inside of you. With a sigh, Ayato let your warm hole, only to watch his white thick essence leak out of you. Confidence swelled in his chest, satisfied with a part of him now being inside of you.
Ayato leaned down, pressed his head against your breast as his hand gently rubbed against your stomach. You were still trying to catch your breath, sweat, dripping from your forehead glowing in the state of after-sex. You didn’t even know if you could walk.
“Darling, why don’t you rest here, okay? I’ll go request for someone to fetch us a towel so I may clean you up. Then, we can take you to the bathhouse and relax together in there. We’ll rest here in the morning and I’ll escort you myself back to the shrine so I may talk to Lady Guuji about this situation” he whispered, letting a stray kiss hit your chest. You slowly nodded, trying to get your barrings as Ayato's eyes narrowed in mischief and lust once more.
“But, you’ll be back soon. After all, you still haven’t given me my prized fan back…”
