DRABBLE: thinking about varka... (gender neutral reader)
> WARNING ! nsfw content: dick riding、 he's a little ooc maybe (sorry..)、yea, you're in his office, yeah, you're riding him there、unestablished relationship (essentially, you choose what you two are)
>> WORD COUNT !! 253 words (not proofread)
>>> AUTHORS NOTE !! first time writing in a year｡｡。 i don't plan to be consistent and i'm usually in and out of genshin。 sorry again if he's ooc, i just needed to get it out of my head and was heavily based on this specific screenshot i got of him (i just edited it into b&w)。。。open-ended, kinda flop writing, like i said, i just wanted it out of my head (also my first time writing smut and not reading it, i think this is more tame than anything)。。。
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you're seated on his lap, cock nestled deep inside as he stares at you from below. his head tilts back with a groan and mumbling on about how good you feel. you're staring down at him, whining because he's stuffed you full of his beefy dick and because you're riding the grandmaster's cock in his office. where anyone can walk in.
varka hisses through his teeth, hands holding your hips as his thumbs rub gentle circles on your pelvic bone. his blue eyes stare into your before he smirks, cocky and all stupid. "feel good?" he asks, you can only nod. he hums as his thumbs stop circling your bone before crossing his arms in front of his chest. you swallow, averting your gaze.
"you gonna ride me?" he asks, low and steady, like he can play this game forever.
"yeah," you breathe out. he's watching as your hips work, your body bouncing up and down as you moan as quiet as you can. varka curses, tounge clicking as his eyes fall shut only to snap back open.
"mhm, yeah. look at you, taking it so well, huh?" varka asks. you're still trying to keep yourself together, but he knows you're failing. "that's it baby, ride your grandmaster's cock," he commands with a growl, even as you struggle through it. he's watching you, memorizing each moan, every breath you take. and as you stare bck down at him, he uncrosses his arms and helps guide your hips down into his with rough precision. you know you're doomed.
