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[phantolove]

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ᝰ.ᐟ im sandy, 21 || she/her || 18+ MDNI

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ᝰ.ᐟ next to writing i enjoy drawing and photography

ᝰ.ᐟ i have an unhealthy obsession with fictional men</3

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[laro80]

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[chai-writes-stuff]

reunion — lohen x reader, NSFW, oneshot

summary — your hare was finally back, and after 5 years of pent-up sexual frustration, he was going to show you just how badly he missed you.

themes — hybrid AU, reunion sex (5 year absence baby), hare!lohen, bunny!reader, smut and feelings, prone bone, creampie and orgasm, breeding kink, praise, they're in love your honor ♡

WC: 1.1k | ao3

You hadn’t expected Lohen to show any restraint after his return from Nod-Krai, nor did you want him to.

“Holy fuck,” he said, his breath ragged and heavy. “Bunny, I fucking missed you.”

Your fingers clawed into the pillow beneath you, your eyes wide. The undeniable plap, plap, plap! of his hips against yours resounded through the room, and as you were practically immobilized beneath him, you let out a strained cry. The way he filled you to the brim with each and every thrust, how he dug his teeth into the back of your neck like you were his prey—it had been a long five years of waiting for this.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, the wet slaps of your cunt sending warmth into your face. “Lohen, fuck.”

“Yeah?” he growled. “You like that, Bun?”

“Yes,” you sputtered immediately. “Archons above, Lohen, I—…” Your voice devolved into a whimper. “I missed you so much.”

“Missed me, huh? Missed the way I fill you up?” His hips were lascivious—this pace was incomprehensible. As he laved his tongue along the back of your furry ear; suckling, kissing, biting; he growled, “I won’t make you wait long at all, Bunny. I’ll fucking give it to you if you want me to.”

Sweet Barbatos—you had missed this terribly. Fucking yourself with that silicone dildo every time you were in heat did nothing but make you miss him more over these past five years. You had almost forgotten how good that flesh of his felt, warm and heavy against your back, pinning you against the mattress with his unmistakable displays of dominance. Where your mind lapsed, your body remembered, your cunt wrapping around him with an unparalleled amount of strength. Lohen panted shamelessly by your ear, continuing to feast on any and every exposed inch of skin he could reach from behind you. You felt one of his knees push yours out further across the sheets, amplifying the sound of sex as it filled the air around you.

“You want it?” he asked hotly.

“Yeah,” you whined. “I do.”

He laughed. “Say less, Princess. You’re gonna fuckin’ get it.”

Your toes curled into the soles of your feet as a series of soft gasps escaped you. Lohen’s hips, which were already plowing you at a mind numbing pace, somehow managed to fuck you even faster. The way he stretched you, how his head jammed right against that spot that made you see stars—it was too much.

And yet, not enough.

“More,” you gasped, tears streaming down your cheeks. Your nails clawed the pillow, your hips tried to buck back into his. “Lohen, give me more.”

“Mm, fuck,” he spat. “You know exactly what to say to me, Bun. You’re so fuckin’ sexy, I can’t stand it.”

“Oh, God,” you sputtered, squirming underneath him. “Lohen, please.”

With a loud snarl, he chomped his teeth into your ear, digging hard enough to draw blood to the surface. You leaned your head back and wailed, feeling the deepening rut of his hips rock the very bed beneath you. As the headboard slammed into the wall, as you worried momentarily that he’d break something, Lohen’s hand reached up, his fingers curling through the gaps of yours.

As your tears flowed down your face, you sobbed like nothing you had ever heard. Your hare was back, he was lavishing you with all the pent up frustrations built over half a decade, and he was giving you exactly what you needed—to be bred, bred, bred.

“Mmgh,” Lohen groaned, his hot mouth releasing the flesh of your ear. “Bunny, I’m gonna cum.”

“Please do, please do, please—.”

The guttural sound he made broke you out of your desperate plea. With a resounding smack! he slammed his hips into yours, making your legs squirm, colors flash over your irises. You felt as though Lohen was lighting a fire within you, and as it blazed, you weren’t certain you’d make it out alive.

“Bun, you…” Lohen let out a shaky whimper. “You gonna cum for me?”

“Lohen,” you sobbed, nodding like it was all you knew. “I will, I promise, I will—.”

Abruptly, he rutted into you again. Taken aback, you strangled the pillow beneath you and let out a loud whine. He did it again, and when you still didn’t cum, he did it one more time. Lohen’s dick was already pulsating within you, spewing his seed into your womb with all the force he could muster, and as he fucked it further into you, he moaned, “You’ve gotta cum for me, Bun.”

You choked on your own sob. Your hips flung back, fighting against the weight of him on top of you, and when he pressed his hand to the back of your neck, you writhed.

Your voice was disjointed. Your head was fuzzy. As it ejected from the depths of your core, wet and sloshing, all you could see in your mind’s eye was him.

He let you struggle and snarl, let you sound like a feral animal as you came with his cock buried inside you. It was vile and unladylike, but Lohen didn’t complain once. You were acting like a wild animal, which was exactly how you knew he preferred you. Tear down those white walls and silver chains imposed upon you since birth—show everyone around you who the real predator was.

“I’m,” you gasped, your voice half-whining, half-growling, “sorry.”

“Nah,” Lohen whispered, his hand stroking down your spine. “Don’t be. You’re perfect like this, Bun.”

“Okay,” you choked out. “If you think so.”

“I know so. Let it out, pretty girl.”

“Fuck,” you whimpered, your eyes rolling back into your skull. “Lohen, I want to have your babies.”

He didn’t relinquish his pressure on you. You writhed harder, trying your best to fuck yourself on his softening length. Hot whines mixed with your feral snarls, and as the bunny ears on your head twitched, Lohen gave you a loving nibble.

“I missed you so much,” you groaned. “If you think you can…just cum in me once…you must not want this as bad as I do.”

Immediately, his cock sprung to life again. He let out a sexy laugh, squeezing your hand so hard, you thought he might be on the brink of flying away from you. The way he nuzzled against your ear, letting out a soft hare chuff all the while, made your cunt throb and squeeze.

“You challenging me, Bun?” he crooned. “Wanna see which one of us taps out first?”

“Until I’m pregnant,” you slurred, drowning in the heat of your body, the heat of his. “I’m not tapping out until I’m pregnant.”

“Sounds like something a good fucking girl would say.”

As his hips rocked back into yours, as he pushed you back into the mattress and plowed away at you all over again, you melted into him, hungry for the night you knew might not ever end.

a/n: i kinda forgot i haven't updated hybrid au in a minute LOL! this has been sitting in my drafts for a while so i hope you enjoyed xD anyway, if you liked what you read, please consider leaving a me a heart! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ reblogs and comments appreciated! icymi! chai's last lohen post: my lady, lohen suggestive oneshot (300+ notes) masterlist

⊹ ˖ fellow authors, i do not mind if you are inspired by my works to write something similar, but please credit me if you are. these concepts mean a lot to me, so i would really like to be credited for any of my personal ideas that inspire you. thank you!

[hitomisuzuya]

lohen x fem!reader. smut. cunnilingus. daddy kink. dirty talk. lohen is his own warning, tbh.

i know this won't hit, but i am really high and horny.

"l-lohen, i have to go on patrol in an hour," your voice wobbles as you speak, your hands trembling on the back of lohen's head. oh it's true, you are supposed to be getting ready to go out on patrol.

except you are currently taking the vice captain's tongue on your sopping cunt instead.

"hmm?" lohen vibrates a casual moan on your clit, making your jolt slightly. he playfully smirks up at you, flicking his tongue on your throbbing clit. a whine tears from your throat, "sorry, but i don't really care about that."

his tongue works wet, and warm on your cunt. flattening as he licks a sloppy stripe down to your hole. your back arches off the bed as he prods the tip of his tongue teasingly into your hole, slowly swiping his tongue around the edge. he laughs softly into your cunt, "do you like daddy's tongue in your hole, bunny?" he teases as a lewd moan tears from your throat, "say it for me." he is dying to see the embarrassed flush heat your cheeks.

you squeak shyly behind a moan, tightening your fingers in his hair. your hips rock up to grind on his tongue, pressing his mouth down onto your pussy. your mind scrambles, wondering how you could say something so lewd.

lohen drags his tongue back up to your clit, tapping his fingers against the insides of your thighs. "i am waiting, bunny," he swirls his tongue around and around your throbbing clit, making stars burst behind your eyes.

you let out a strangled cry of pleasure, pressing his mouth on your cunt again. "oh god..i love daddy's tongue in my hole," the words spill unbidden from your mouth as your clit throbs underneath his tongue.

"such a lewd thing to say, bunny~ i am shocked," lohen cackles softly into your pussy, his red eyes dancing with a teasing mirth. he scoops your clit into his mouth to suck on, groaning lowly against your cunt.

"l-lohen, please, it's embarrassing," you moan shakily, your hips jerking up to grind on his mouth. he trembles as you tug on his hair, swirling his tongue as he sucks.

"sorry, but i don't know who this lohen is," he releases your clit with a soft pop, raising his eyebrow at you as he brushes his nose against the sensitive bud. he is dizzy from your juices saturating his tongue, his bunny is so very wet for him. "i thought daddy was the one between your legs right now."

pleasure snaps tight in your core as lohen sloppily laps at your cunt like a starving dog. he groans feeling the sweet sting of your fingernails in his scalp. "oh fuck.." your body spasms as he sucks his way back down to your drooling hole, "daddy! i want daddy to tongue fuck me!"

lohen's cock throbs hearing your words. he easily pries open your thighs apart as you attempt to close them around his head. "that's a good bunny," he purrs in delight, swiping his tongue against your hole, "let daddy take care of his bunny now."

he pushes his tongue inside with a groan, swirling his tongue as your walls clench around it. tears prickle in your eyes as you cry out, writhing as you press his mouth onto your cunt. your back arches as your orgasm curls unbearably tight in your core.

you desperately tug on his hair again, bringing his mouth up to your clit. "i need you, daddy! i need you!" you cry out, grinding desperately on his mouth.

"does my bunny like it when daddy sucks on her clit?" he latches his lips onto your clit, melting your body boneless into the bed. your juices shine his face as he looks up at you expectedly.

"mhm-mhm," you babble unabashed, your thighs trembling as a haze clouds your brain, "i love it when daddy sucks on my clit!" you gasp in pleasure, unable to breathe for a moment your orgasm is building so intensely.

"you are going to make daddy cum talking like that, bunny," he moans into your pussy, his tongue ravenous as he wags it around your clit. his elegant fingers stroke the insides of your thighs.

lohen forces the knot of your orgasm to break apart with a well placed prod against your clit. tears fall from your eyes as it washes over you, too senseless to even grind on his mouth anymore. "oh daddy, oh god, daddy!" you shake as you surrender to the pleasure.

he laps greedily at your release, his lips latched wet and warm on your clit as he eases you through your orgasm. "my good, good bunny. cumming so hard for daddy," he swirls his tongue around your clit, making more tears prickle in your eyes.

you weren't thinking about your patrol anymore.

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[mojalichan]

NSFW doodle below, MINORS DNI

This blog is slowly getting corrupted by smut its sending me I don’t draw a lot of nsfw but…I got tempted.

[mojalichan]

Bunny Lohen for Bunny day~~ I really like his face in this one hehe

[call-me-kz]

it's 🐇 day, more bunny lohen!!!

gosh i rlly need to stop drawing only bunny lohen 👉👈 my inbox is open for suggestion (only lohen x you please!!!) thought i can't guarantee to draw it all ;w;

[phantolove]

hi ! do you take smut reqs?

hey hey anon!! i do have it in my rules! there is all written what im most comfortable with when it comes to smut :) (Im also rather new into it so im trying my best though)

[phantolove]

ᝰ.ᐟ need you I scaramouche

a/n. im getting a bit more confident writing him🙂‍↕️ the thoughts are taking over

summary: scaramouche wanted to see how much he needed to make you to beg for him. ask him to do all kinds of things while he watches you and takes his time on you~

themes: assistant fem!reader, scara being scara, degrading, begging, fingering, breeding kink, p in v, whimpering scara at the end, 18+

you swore if you didn’t take a break any moment you’d collapse. the work had been piling up while a certain harbinger just handed it to you. sighing, you continued writing, fixing and finishing them, what other choice did you have? scaramouche wouldn’t like seeing you slack but..it also didn’t help you kept thinking of him. not like you haven’t been intimate before, but just specifically the sight of him did something to you. you rubbed your thighs together, signing off the last document and making your way to the bed.

you discarded your clothes and left yourself in nothing but your panties, tired of waiting for him to appear too. but speak of the devil. the door to his room opened, scaramouche walking inside and closing it harder than he intended to. his eyes locked onto yours almost immediately. his gaze trailed you up and down, noticing that sublte rubbing your thighs together on bed. “look at you,” he murmured, voice already in that mocking tone. “one evening of assignment work and you are already crawling into the bed like an exhausted pet.”

you swallowed hard. so fucking hard. heat prickled up your skin, cheeks visibly flushed now. “scara-“

“quiet, my pretty little slut.” he crossed the room in a few steps, his long, slender fingers tilting your chin up. “i didn’t say you could speak now, have i?” his thumb brushed your lower lip, pressing slowly until you parted your lips. he shoved two fingers into your mouth, watching how your tongue flicked around the digits and then pulled them away with a small scoff. “strip those panties for me. now. and keep your eyes locked onto me.” without hesitation you hooked your fingers onto the waistband of the panties, slowing pushing them down. scaramouche’s gaze lingered there, yet he didn’t make any move. he clicked his tongue as he inspected the wet spot on your panties.

“already so soaked, how pathetic.”

he circled around you until he finally stopped next to you. “lay flat on your stomach. ass up.” you obeyed, anything you’d do, no matter what he demanded. his fingers brushes along your thighs, certainly teasing you with it. two of his fingers dragged along your folds. “tell me what you want”, he simply said to you, stopping all movement. your voice came out hushed and quiet. “i..i want you to touch me.”

“tch, not good enough.” he withdrew his hand entirely, the sudden absence made you whine. “try again, my slut.”

you whined again but obeyed him. “please scara..i need your fingers so fucking bad..please i need you to fuck me.” a low chuckle vibrated against your spine as he leaned over you, his clothed chest against your back now. “you’ll have to do better than that my slut. if you wish to get anything tonight, that is.”

“beg properly for me.”

heat rushes up your face instantly. how could you not? “please..i’ve been thinking of your cock all day?! fuck i need you to stretch me and breed me until i can’t think.” scaramouche seemed somewhat pleased with this answer and without warning he pushed two fingers inside you. you gasped, gripping the bedsheets as your hips rocked back instinctively to meet his fingers.

“stay still”, he snapped at you, his free hand pinning at the small of your back. “you only move when i allow you pretty thing.” he then started to pump his fingers in slow, deliberate strokes, stretching you apart for him. and fuck, everytime you clenched he would let out a ‘tsk’, slowing his fingers until you started whimpering into the bed. he pulled them out, smirking when you whined at the lost contact. “turn around on your back. spread your legs, my slut.”

you complied, turning around for him and pulling your knees to your chest. and fuck the moment he started to take off his clothes made your cunt pulse visibly. oh. and he noticed that immediately. “look at that greedy little hole twitching for me. you really are a desperate little slut for me hm?” he moved onto the bed and between your thighs. his two fingers returned back into your cunt, sliding them in as the wet squelching sounds filled the room. he curled them upward, the specific way you liked it to reach that oh so sensitive spot. you gasped, arching your back, walls throbbing around his fingers.

“p-please..”, you sobbed, tears forming in your eyes. “n-need more..i need your cock..breed me please i need to be stuffed full..” scaramouche smirked as he added a third finger, thrusting them a bit harder now into you. “say that again pretty thing.”

“breed me i said..”, you repeated as a breathy moan escaped your lips. “fill me up good..need you in me.” his own breathing had grown slightly heavy as he pulled his fingers out of you, glistening as he pushed them into your mouth. you tasted yourself but gave in fast, licking around his fingers, getting them nice and clean for him. he then pulled his underwear down, cock springing free, flushed and tip already leaking precum. slowly he dragged the head through your folds, coating himself in your slick to be able to slide in easier.

“does my pretty little thing want this?”

“y-yes please..ah..”

with a swift motion he thrusted inside, burying himself to the hilt. oh and that stretch. it burned so sweetly, your walls fluttered around him at the sudden fullness. he let out a low groan, his hips jerking up forward in a rough thrust. he leaned down his forehead against yours, sweat already forming on his forehead.

and then he moved.

he fucked you with those sharp and precise thrusts, and fuck he reached that spot that made you see stars with each. his free hand slid down to your clit, rubbing it in slow motions. “yeah you’re going to take every drop”, he growled. “i’m gonna fill you up so good with my cum.”

“y-yeah ah..fill me up please..”

and you felt it. his rhythm faltered for a split moment. a soft, broken sound escaped his lips. a small whimper as you clenched hard around him. scaramouche buried his face in your neck, hips stuttering as he came inside, white ropes of cum filling you up. and soon you followed with a cry of his name.

he stayed inside you, just moving up slowly to look at your face. it was so flushed, perfect in his mind. slowly he kissed you, lips moving together in a beautiful synchronized way.

“fuck i love you. took me so well.”

all you could do was blush and pulling him into another kiss again.

[hitomisuzuya]

lohen x fem!reader. smut. hand job. overstimulation sub!lohen. also whiny lohen.

this is a gift fic for @mojalichan i don't write subby men very often, but i am happy to write it for a friend. i am taking the next few days off now😅

lohen has been a menace lately. he's been teasing you non stop, flustering you constantly. even denying you your orgasms in bed, and poking fun at you for it. he has gotten way too full of himself.

it's time for him to be knocked down a peg or two. it was getting painful for you at this point.

you even calculated the perfect time to corner him, right before he went out cleaning up monsters around mondstadt for the sheer fun of it. he was going to be horny the second he walked out the door, he enjoys fighting that much.

lohen's breath hitches in his throat feeling your arms wrap around him, your hand sliding down to cup his cock through his pants. "h-hey, bunny? y-you need something?" his words wobble as your hand closes around to palm his cock.

"oh, no, i don't need anything much," you say, and he shivers as your tongue flicks out against the shell of his ear. you slid your hand over his cock teasingly, rubbing your fingers over the damp spot already starting to form in his pants.

he lets out a shaky breath, and opens his mouth to talk, only to be cut off by the sudden throbbing in his cock. "w-why do i have a feeling there a but there," he laughs shakily, not being able to help himself in rutting a little into your hand.

"oh, you bet your ass there is," you blow on the back of his ear, making his body stiffen as you cup the growing tent in his pants, "you have been so mean to me lately. you need to pay for the pain you have caused me."

lohen swallows hard as he stifles a groan. "h-hold on, bunny. we-we can talk about this," he laughs shakily again, gritting his teeth as his cock throbs again.

"hmmm," you say nonchalantly, unbuttoning his pants, "no, actually we can't," your hand dips down into his pants, "there was time for talking last night when i was pleading with you to let me cum. but you," you brush your finger tips over his leaking cock head, "you were just having way too much fun. you need to knocked down a few pegs, lohen."

lohen barely swallows a whimper as you press circles on his cock head. you rub your fingers in his precum, slowly massaging until he starts twitching. "aww, does that feel good, lohen. i bet it feels just as good as you made me feel all week before denying me."

panic ripples through him at your words. his bunny just looked so cute crying out of desperation to cum that he couldn't help himself. he needed more of it. he got drunk on denying you just to hear your whimpers of need for him the next night. "i..i'm sorry, bunny," he laughs shakily again. he has never seen this side of you before.

you pinch your fingers around his cock head, forcing a whimper from his throat. "that sounds like a half assed apology, lohen," he trembles at the sudden burst of delicious pain as you pinch his cock head again, "there was time to be sorry about that after first day you didn't let me cum."

"fuck, bunny, do you know how hard you are making me?" he moans shakily, his thighs shaking as he braces his hand against the wall.

your brush your knuckles down his cock, massaging them against the thick vein popping to the surface. "yeah, i can feel it," you wrap your hand around his cock, "but tell me, lohen? do you think you deserve to cum?"

lohen's forehead rests against the wall as he moans, grinding into your hand. "n-no, i-i don't think i do," he admits, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head. his cock throbs in your hand as you slowly pump it up and down his cock, "oh fuck, bunny. i am hard.."

"good, then we are on the same page," you kiss the shell of his ear. his body jolts against you squeeze your hand around his cock. "i'm not really sure if i will let you cum," lohen lets out a loud moan, his thighs trembling as a haze clouds his mind, "maybe i should make you beg like you made me beg."

you increase the pace of your hand, making him whine again as he grinds into your hand. "p-please, bunny. i'll do anything, just make me cum. this feels way too fucking good," his head spins as you squeeze his cock again.

"oh? you'll do anything, huh?" you twist your hand a little, tearing a loud whine from him, "i don't know if i exactly believe that," you suddenly slow your pace as his cock pulses hard in your hand.

lohen's hand flies over yours, "n-no--no, don't slow down," he fails to swallow a whimper, "keep going, keep going..fuck," he is starting to shake from over stimulation. he squeezes his eyes shut, rutting pathetically into your hand.

you bring your fingers up to stroke his cock head, flicking it gently. lohen cries out, "shit, you almost made me cum, bunny," he laughs shakily, trembling against the wall as precum breads from his cock head.

you laugh softly in lohen's ear. "oh, darling, you really shouldn't have said that," you completely release your hand, and take it out of his pants. lohen groans at the empty feeling on his cock, "i was going to let you cum. happy monster hunting, lohen."

and with that, you leave him collapsed against the wall. panting, flushed, and most of all, desperate.

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[phantolove]

thoughts are all on Scara (i say and have two fics sitting in my drafts to write)

[chai-writes-stuff]

charity — lohen x reader, NSFW, oneshot

summary — you had never felt more wanted than when lohen held you in his arms and told you he loved you.

how shameful of you. how sinful, depraved, and shameful.

themes — milf!reader, infidelity (reader has an unnamed husband), mommy kink, good boy lohen, praise kink, smut and angst, marriage of convenience, standing sex, backshots, risky sex, creampie, orgasm, suggestive ending, messy situation all around

WC: 1.5k | ao3

One moment you were hosting a charity event in your front yard, passing out free books to every curious passerby, and the next, you were pinned to the wall of your living room, caught between the white plaster and Lohen’s warm body.

“This isn’t really…I don’t think this is a good idea,” you said quickly, your eyes blinking rapidly. “It’s nearly seven, and my husband—.”

“Who cares about that?” Lohen asked in a low croon. As his hands worked their way up the shape of your hips, he murmured, “Didn’t you miss me?”

“Well,” you choked out, your hands curling into fists against the drywall. “I mean. It’s been five years, so yes, I did. But I also have a family now, so—oh, fuck.”

Your lips spewed an obscenity right as Lohen’s hips smacked into yours. He laughed by your ear, his gloved fingers curling around your barren hips. He held the skirt of your dress up high enough for him to have plenty of access to you, your lace panties pulled aside for his plunging cock. It had been a long five years since you last felt this fullness, stretching your inner walls farther than that husband of yours ever could. It was sinful and salacious, but you knew you’d be a liar if you said you didn’t miss it.

“Why’d you even go and do that?” Lohen asked, pulling your hips back into his with a powerful thrust forward. “I thought you said you didn’t want to marry him.”

“I didn’t really,” you sputtered, “but my parents really liked him, so—.”

“So you decided to have his babies. Instead of mine.”

“You’re ten years younger than me,” you argued. “Shouldn’t you go after someone your own age?”

“It’s not about age,” he argued. “It’s about you. It’s okay for him to be ten years older, but not for me to be ten years younger?”

With another pull of your hips backwards, Lohen stuffed you full of him again. A whimper escaped you when you heard the wet crackling sound of him receding within you, only to be interrupted by a moan when he again pushed forward. Heat consumed every inch of your being, sending your legs trembling beneath you when Lohen added his hot breath to the mix. He was staring at you, his chin hooked over your shoulder, and simply breathing against your ear like he belonged there.

“Besides,” he purred, in that low, rumbling voice that haunted your every wet dream since the moment you met him. “I know you like it when I call you mommy.”

“Oh,” you gasped, your hole clenching around his thrusting cock. “I missed hearing you say that.”

“Yeah, Bun. I know.”

“M-mommy.”

He let out a soft giggle. After a sweet kiss to your ear, he crooned, “Yeah, mommy. I’ll call you whatever you want.”

At the end of his sentence, he fucked into you so hard, your body smacked into the wall before you. You turned your head, pressing your cheek against the textured wall as desperate sounds escaped you, your mind turning delirious from the saccharine words being poured into them. The way he laughed, how he encouraged you, how he pulled you back into him with every thrust the way he knew you liked—it had you calling out for him like if you didn’t, you’d lose him.

“Oh?” Lohen asked, his hot breath wafting over your face. With a firm squeeze of your hips, he said, “Does my dick really make you feel that good, mommy?”

How filthy—how wrong and disgusting of you to get off on him calling you such a thing.

“It’s okay, mommy. There’s nothing wrong with liking it.”

“Fuck,” you whined. “Keep calling me that, Lohen.”

“Mhm. If that’s what you want, I’ll do it for you, mommy.”

Oh, Gods above—this man was dangerous. He was just as much of a devil now as he was at twenty years of age, when he looked you up and down and told you he wanted you. Telling him you were in a steady relationship didn’t phase him, and when he pressed further, exposing the lack of love you felt for that man, unearthing the fact that you remained with him out of obligation, Lohen had offered you a choice. Choose him, and he’d set you free. Choose your husband, and he’d respect it.

But he’d still come after you.

“Hey, mommy. Can I cum inside?”

You were ovulating, so it wasn’t the best idea.

“Yes,” you whined anyway.

His breath sounded shorter by your ear, hotter and sharper. The way he gripped your hips was hard enough to leave bruises along your skin, and the smack of his pelvis to yours only grew louder with every thrust. There was mirth in his tone, but also something vulnerable underlying it when Lohen asked, “Am I your good boy, mommy?”

Yes, Lohen, you are.

“Tell me I’m doing good,” he panted, fucking you so hard that you were incomprehensibly wailing. “Tell me I’m fucking doing good for you.”

“You’re doing good,” you sputtered, your vision growing blurred with tears. “Lohen, you’re doing so, so good.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, opening his mouth wide to drag his tongue along your ear. “Tell me more, mommy. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to cum,” you cried. “I want you to cum inside me.”

“Yeah? That’s where good boys get to cum, right?”

“Yes,” you bawled. “Only mommy’s good boy gets to cum in her.”

Lohen laughed again, but the way his hips sped up told a different story from the cadence of his voice. You could feel his grin on your cheek, and as the deafening plap, plap, plap! of his hips against yours consumed you, you practically writhed. You could feel him throbbing, feel yourself clenching, and with a loud, gut-wrenching moan, Lohen all but exploded inside of you.

“C-cumming,” he gasped out. “Fuck, mommy’s pussy feels good.”

“Oh, God,” you moaned, your eyes rolling backwards. “Lohen, you’re such a good boy.”

“Of course I am,” he said between hot, breathy whines. “I love you.”

Your lower lip trembled. Slowly, you dug your teeth into it, and as pleasured tears rolled down your cheeks, so too did ones of regret.

Why did you care so much if he was the right choice? If he made you feel loved, then didn’t that justify the cost?

“Ngh,” Lohen grunted, pushing his hips into yours, slow and deep. “I missed cumming in you, mommy.”

You felt his hand slide between your legs, and when he played at your clit, your body jolted like his touch was electric. He stayed inside you, giving you slow and shallow thrusts as he rubbed you with all the intensity you needed, sending sharp sparks of pleasure through every nerve ending you had. You whimpered his name when you came, spasming around him, bucking back into him, and in your strained voice, you said, “Good job, Lohen. Really good job.”

He giggled, closing his mouth around the lobe of your ear. As he continued his slow, grinding thrusts, he carried you through your orgasm, moaning your name all the while. When you finally began to come down from that sultry peak, your blurry vision slowly came back into focus.

You looked at the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. It was 6:59 PM.

“Okay,” you blurted, “you need to go.”

“Huh? You don’t wanna cuddle in bed with me? I’ll even fuck you again, if you want.”

“My husband’s coming home soon,” you said in a rushed whisper. “Let go of me.”

“Hm…but I don’t wanna.”

“Lohen—.”

“I could just kill him,” he said with a smirk. “Make it look like an accident or something.”

Was it horrible of you to admit that for a second, you pondered it?

“Go out the back window,” you whispered. “Please.”

With a dissatisfied grumble, Lohen pulled away until you were free of him. The way your hole pulsed in lieu of his absence had you flushing with heat as you rearranged your skirts. You were beyond soaked, coated in his cum and yours, but it wasn’t like that husband of yours would ever notice. Yours was a loveless marriage, one that existed solely to appease both families and provide them with one or two grandchildren. Now that the child was had, he had no use of you, and you had no use of him.

Your eyes caught onto Lohen’s back. The way his fluffy teal locks bounced around his head made you want to run right back to him and bury your face in them. When he cracked the window open, he looked back at you, smoldering red eyes fixed to yours, and gave you a fond smile.

“Later, Bun.”

With that, he was gone. As soon as the window latched shut, your front door clicked open, and you were returned to the same mundane life as always. Your husband said nothing, but your little girl bounced over to you to say everything. She held the charity flyer you had left out front, decorated with a cute bunny wearing reading glasses, and beamed at you with her toothy grin and big red eyes.

You smiled. Running your hands through her wavy teal hair, you nodded your head and closed your eyes.

a/n: bro i get so embarrassed with mommy/daddy kink it's not even FUNNY! regardless, i had to put this one out there... anyway, if you liked what you read, please consider leaving a me a heart! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ reblogs and comments appreciated! icymi! chai's last lohen post: gifts, lohen sfw oneshot (550 notes) masterlist

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[hitomisuzuya]

lohen x fem! reader. smut. daddy kink. riding/missionary. creampie. fake bunny ears.

i know this won't hit, but i am gonna write it anyways. it's been running through my head rent free. period horny is still killing me.

it happened completely by accident this morning.

lohen has this habit of playfully swatting at your ass when you walk by him. the fifth company in fact is quite used to this happening in front of them. only this time, things turned out differently.

you felt lohen's hand connect with your ass. it happened without you realizing it. you looked over your shoulder, right at lohen, and said, "yes, daddy?" your eyes slowly widen realizing what you just said. he was never supposed to actually hear you call him daddy. that secret was supposed to stay locked up tight, never to be let out.

you hide your face in your hands, and run away. but not before you saw the literal shit eating grin form on lohen's face. nobody has ever seen you run so fast, in fact.

a switch lohen himself didn't even know he had just flipped on. he couldn't ignore the feeling that went straight to his cock hearing you call him daddy.

lohen put you on your back, wanting to watch your face. the floppy bunny ears he somehow got you to wear are an added bonus. his hard cock pumps between our drooling folds, rubbing against your throbbing clit. "don't worry, daddy is going to breed his bunny properly," he pats your floppy bunny ears reassuringly.

"l-lohen," you squeak around a moan, feeling your cheeks heat with embarrassment. his cock head pokes against your drooling hole, and your hips can't help but twitch up to grind on him.

"ah, ah, bunny," lohen chides you, smirking down at you, "don't be shy," he thrusts hips forward, slowly pushing his cock inside, "call me what you called me earlier," a lewd moan tears from your throat as he bottoms out.

"d-daddy," you whimper, seeing stars as his cock settles into your spongey spot, breathless from the sudden stretching of your cunt.

"mph-so tight," lohen laughs shakily, following up with another thrust, "again," he pulls out half way, only to stuff himself back inside as your pussy drools on his cock, "say it again, bunny."

you gasp in pleasure as your body jolts off the bed. "daddy, oh fuck-daddy!" you cry out, rocking your hips into his, feeling every pulse of his cock between your snug walls as he bottoms out again.

lohen lets out a shaky moan. "you don't know what that does to me, bunny," he angles his hips, fucking deeper into you. he trembles above you as your walls clutch his dick like a glove.

"heh, you enjoy being stretched on daddy's cock, don't you bunny?" he reaches out to pet your floppy ears, watching them shake on the pillow with the momentum of his thrusts.

"d-daddy," you whimper, drool pooling cutely from the corner of your mouth, your eyes filling with a haze of cock drunk bliss. your thighs tremble as you spread your legs wider for him.

keeping a hand steady on your hip, lohen leans down, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss. his tongue eagerly parts your lips, greedily curling around yours. he swallows your moans until his lungs demand air.

he pulls away, nipping at your lips. "you wanna ride daddy's cock, bunny?" your back arches off his bed, seeing stars as his cock head assaults your sweet spot. you look away shyly in a fit of embarrassment as lewd moans rip from your throat.

lohen was never supposed to know you fantasized about this.

"v-vice captain," you moan, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment, not able to bring yourself to look at him. it's almost embarrassing how loud his cock is squelching in your cunt.

his hand finds your jaw. "no, no, bunny. not vice captain," he turns your head, forcing you to look at him, "look at me, and say what~," his voice wobbles with delight at your embarrassment.

"mhm, mhm, i want to ride your cock, daddy," a lewd moan tears from your throat before you lean up, and kiss him again.

your words make his cock ache like nothing else. every time the word daddy leaves his pretty bunny's lips, he nearly cums on the spot.

"daddy's cock is yours to bounce on, bunny," lohen slowly pulls out of your creamy cunt, and you whine at the empty feeling. you practically scramble to straddle him, your fluttering pussy begging to be stuffed by his cock again.

your back arches as you lower yourself down onto his cock. "you feel so good inside me, daddy," you moan, taking his cock out inside you all at once. he holds back a whimper as you bottom out, the snug feeling of your cunt feels too good.

taking him as deep inside you as he could go, you waste no time in bouncing on his cock. "oh fuck, you fill me so good, daddy," you babble, your thighs smacking against his. "so good. i-i can't get enough, daddy!"

"look at my bunny, babbling dumb on daddy's cock," lohen cackles teasingly, "how cute," lying back, he presses circles on your puffy clit, watching your floppy bunny ears bounce in time with your thrusts.

your body twitches as your clit throbs. your bounces turn more eager, and you chase the pleasure snapping tight in your core. you can't help but bring your shaky fingers up to pinch your nipples, giving lohen quite the show while you bounce yourself stupid. "gonna cum..gonna cum, daddy!"

lohen smacks his hand on your ass in mid bounce. "make a big mess on daddy's cock, bunny. this must've been a fantasy of yours, huh?" he teases, his eyes going down to admire the milky white ring forming around his cock. "i thought i heard you trying not to moan sometimes at night."

you squeak in embarrassment. you have spent many long nights fingering your cunt next to him while he slept, holding back your moans of daddy.

"s-stop, daddy, it's embarrassing," you fight the urge to cover your face with your hands, your bunny ears flopping against your head as you bounce.

lohen applies more pressure to his thumb circling your clit. "daddy, daddy," he mocks your moans, thrust up into you with each mocking moan, "you sound so cute cock drunk."

your body shakes as the knot of your orgasm unravels. "daddy! oh, daddy, i'm cumming," you whimper as your pussy gushes on his cock, "i'm cumming." your head spins from the pleasure jolting through your body, your thighs aching from the effort.

lohen breathes out a moan. "fucking hell, that's it, bunny," he hisses softly though his teeth, his cock aching in your cunt, "just a little more..a little more.." he whimpers as his cock empties inside you, his head falling on his pillows with a long moan, "daddy will fill you full, i promise."

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[phantolove]

suzu dear cooking up again😳🙏🏻 had me giggling the whole time it was so well written?!

[arnienella]

Oh…

[hitomisuzuya]

electro archon! scaramouche x fem reader. smut. worship. body worship. finger sucking. riding. creampie. degradation. praise. god complex. soft scara at the end.

this is just a scara worship fic. period horny is killing me😭

inazuma is flourishing under scaramouche's reign, a nation progressing much farther than anyone expected.

you became one of his shrine maidens shortly after he took up the title of archon. you can't help but want to worship your archon. the dominant way he carries himself makes you weak. you never expected to become his very favorite shrine maiden, given a special task.

there was just something about your pathetic looks of adoration for him that made scaramouche's cock ache. always trailing after him, wanting his attention, doing your very best as his shrine maiden. all in the name of worshipping him.

scaramouche's hand is firm on the back of your head, keeping your lips anchored on his as his tongue pushes past your lips. his tongue curls around yours, and he shivers feeling you submit your tongue to his.

his hands paw at, and remove your clothes as he devours your mouth, swallowing your soft moans until there isn't anything left to tear off but your panties.

after a few long moments, scaramouche pulls away, frustrated he has to let you breathe. he feels his cock pulse harder seeing the dazed expression on your face. he narrows his eyes when you don't say anything for a minute or two.

you don't even say anything to him as you roll over to straddle him. "what do you think you are doing?" he asks as you settle on top of him in his lap, breath hitching in his throat feeling your clothed cunt against his cock.

"oh nothing," you reply, smiling shyly at him, "i was just thinking about how great you are," you put your hands on his chest, brushing your fingers across his skin, "just let me worship you," your cheeks feel flush as you look at him.

the earnest, honest look in your eyes makes his cock harder. you are making it very hard for him to ignore such human needs. "go on then, i'll indulge you," he says, narrowing his eyes expectantly at you.

"your fingers are so beautiful, lord scaramouche," you begin, feeling your heart flutter in your chest, "they are long, and elegant. i can't help but admire them. and..and.." you trail off in a fit shyness for a moment, "i really would like to suck on them."

"here," scaramouche raises his hand, bringing his index and middle finger to your lips. your tongue flicks out against them as he pushes them against your lips. "open," his cock throbs as you part your way too pretty lips, your mouth enveloping his fingers wet and warm.

a soft moan sounds from you as you suck on his fingers. scaramouche watches, fascinated as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of your mouth. drool pools cutely from your mouth, and he notices something. you muffle a moan on his fingers every time his fingers got close to hitting your throat. "you want to choke on them?" he lets out a shaky sigh as you muffle another moan, your mouth eagerly sucking. he scoffs at himself as he grinds his cock against your cunt, feeling annoyed he didn't take your panties off earlier.

"then choke on them, slut," he pushes his fingers into your throat, making you gag. he grits his teeth feeling your throat spasm around his fingers as more drool drips from the corner of your mouth.

your walls clench around nothing, and you whine between your sucks. he sighs, pulling his fingers from your mouth. his cheeks flush seeing the string of saliva connecting your tongue to his fingers. his hand comes up to grasp your jaw. "tell me what you want," his hand tightens on your jaw, reminding you of your place.

"i want you, lord scaramouche," your lower lip trembles with need, making his breath hitch in his throat. lifting your hips, you pull your soaking panties aside, grinding your hips down into his cock, "i want you inside me. filling me full. please, my lord," your lower lip trembles again, "use me to satisfy yourself. let me worship you."

his hand tightens on your jaw before he speaks. "i don't care if i am still wearing my clothes. fucking take my cock out," he hisses, grinding against you again, "put it inside you. bounce on my cock like you crave it."

your hands shake as you undo his shorts, freeing his cock from its confines. he lets out a low groan as you wrap your hand around his cock, and lift your hips. lining his cock up with your drooling entrance, you slowly rock your hips down, moaning at the delicious stretch in your cunt.

"your cock feels so good, my lord," you praise, feeling his cock throb as you take him deeper, "so so good," his swollen cock head pushes into your spongy spot, making your back arch as your thighs shake.

scaramouche narrows his eyes, flustered at how fucking beautiful you look fucking down into him. "i believe i told you to bounce like you crave it, whore," he flicks your throbbing clit, making your body jolt as you whine, "or do you suddenly have the audacity to ignore your god's orders," he reaches around to smack your ass.

his degradation makes your walls clutch tight around his cock, pleasure snapping tight in your core. bracing your hands on his chest, you bounce on his cock, gasping as he bottoms out into your sweet spot. "use me! use me, my lord, please!" you babble, ignoring the burning in your thighs. your cunt is soaking his cock, squelching wet as you bounce.

"listen to my purest shrine maiden, moaning like such a slut for her god," scaramouche swallows a moan as his hands find your hips, helping you bounce. "you like having your hole stuffed by your archon? do you enjoy being reduced to a cock drunk slut?" he presses his thumb to your clit, tearing a strangled whine from your throat.

"mhm, mhm, i do," you babble, dizzy at the pleasure tightening in your core, "please cum inside me, please!" your clit thobs underneath his thumb, making stars burst white hot behind your eyes.

scaramouche fucks up inside you, unable to hold back his moans. your cunt felt way too good squeezing his cock. he swallows a groan as he glances down to see the white ring forming on his cock, "look at you, worshipping your god so completely. taking every inch like you were made for it."

you cry out as the knot of your orgasm breaks apart. "i love you. i love you so much, scaramouche!" your body shakes as your pussy makes a creamy mess on his cock, 'i love you so so much!" you can barely hold yourself up.

sensing you are nearing exhaustion, he tightens his hands on your hips, anchoring you as you bounce. he reels at your words, moaning as his cock pulses. "fucking take your reward, slut," his fingers press bruises into your hips as his cock empties, "take every inch."

cum ribbons milky, and deep inside you. boneless in his grasp, you do nothing but whimper, ignoring the burning in your thighs as you struggle to keep bouncing in his cock.

"that's enough," he murmurs, stopping your movement once he feels satisfied, lifting you off his cock. his arms wrap around you, catching you collapse against his chest. he rolls you over, holding you against him as you pant and twitch. "you did well for me, kitten," he murmurs, tucking you into him, "stay here with me, and sleep now."

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[phantolove]

ᝰ.ᐟ harbingers assistant I scaramouche

a/n. doing this for the lovely @hitomisuzuya <3 indulged me back into my scara love. ive never written him before so i do hope i can catch him well :,)

summary: you are stuck in his room working on documents as usual. that's why his early arrival surprised you. he makes sure you know who to listen to which turns the warm, cozy evening into a heated situation

themes: assistant fem!reader, scara being scara of course, little bit of degradation and praise, scara whimpers, p in v, 18+

it had been a good while since you were assigned to work together with this certain harbinger. you mostly took care of documents and diplomatic relations that needed to be noted. scaramouche on the other hand didnt deem it worth his time and demanded you to finish it. and you did as you were told, what else was there to do? besides, if you looked at it on the bright side, it wasn’t that tedious to complete the tasks and even better if he didn’t find anything to nit pick on what you should improve. from the time with him, you’d learn to read or at least try to predict him, it was always a guessing game what mood your dear harbinger was.

but today you found yourself in his room, the fireplace was crackling softly, the room silent besides the rustling of the papers you were handling. you hadn’t registered that he entered the room, watching you, observing those little micro movements you did. he set down his hat and made his way to you and taking the pile of documents you finalized.

“hm.”

you look up at him, a little startled at his sudden presence. not that it was unusual for him to be in the room while you did work, but suddenly there was an interest in what you were..doing? for him?

“what are you staring at me for? expecting praise or some shit?”

silence. the room suddenly felt a little colder despite the fire warming his room up. “no not at all j-“

“how embarrassing”, he spat out, setting the papers down and walking over to the bed. entirely dismissing that you were in fact just startled. but fuck now he said that was embarrassing of you? does he think your pathetic..? “for a fact i was just..surprised at your sudden presence..anywho, what about the reports? all lining up for you?”, you asked, trying to switch the conversation to something different.

“really now? gonna ask me this shit? I didn’t pay attention to that, i better not need to.” he folds his arms over his chest, watching for any sort of reaction, but all you do is..stare at him.

“look at you now. sitting there for me like a good little assitant waiting for my approval?”

oh you were fucked. you desperately tried to keep a straight face, gripping your pen unnecessarily tighter. you were..enjoying this in a way. just how he talks to you, demands you and puts you down? at the beginning it rubbed you the the wrong way, yet now you find yourself gravitating towards it. “well no that’s not..? i was just trying to do the paperwork as you can see?!”

“hm? excuses already?”, he let out a laugh that you swore sent you over. “how predictable you are pretty little thing.”

you gulp, awkwardly trying to avoid holding eye contact with him. it wasn't doing you any favor too. scaramouche scoffed and pointed at the bed, eyes still locked onto your sitting frame. “so uh what..do you want me to do now? are these documents supposed to get themselves finished on their own?” bad call you made there. he demanded you to go now to the bed. no further questions asked, nothing was enough to make him care for that right now. “i am the only one in charge here and you aren't going to speak to me this way. your only job is to listen, obey and do as i say pretty thing. now get on the bed and strip for me”

your face flushed a deep crimson, heart pounding against your chest at his immediate request. nervously you got up and in a few steps reached the bed and climbed it. with a slow elegance you began to strip out of your clothes, not daring to make eye contact with him, it made you so wet already it was embarassing. his gaze followed you closely with each clothing piece being discarded, leaving you all bare for him. alone that made his cock strain in his pants. you looked so vulnerable right now for him. “take those panties off pretty thing. i bet i got you so wet and i didnt give you permission yet”, he spoke in a low tone, getting onto bed too and taking off his clothes slowly too. you obeyed, fingers hooking onto the waistband and pulling your panties down. scaramouche took them, inspecting the wet spot and scoffing at it.

“tch, pathetic”

scaramouche's hand shot out, his fingers by your jaw to make you look at him. “look at me when i'm speaking to you, doll. those thighs stay spread unless i tell you otherwise, am i clear?” he shoved your legs apart with his knee, staring a your glistening folds which made his cock twitch in excitement. “so pathetic my pretty little assistant. getting so soaked just from being told what do do” he let go of your face, one hand grabbing your wrists and pinning them above you while his free one traced down your body. all you could do was shiver, his touch so intoxicating. “spread wider. let me see that dripping cunt of yours” his slender fingers found your folds slowly, spreading them apart as he examined you closer.

“look at this mess here. you're practically begging for me to use you, aren't you pretty thing?”

he slowly positioned himself between your thighs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. “this is what you were made for doll. taking whatever the fuck i give you” he thrust hard into you, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal motion which had you arch your back off the bed. he felt so fullfilling, twitching inside your warm walls. “a-ah..s-scara..shit that-” you wiggled a bit, struggling to grip anything from how he kept you in place, body starting to trembling in pleasure as scaramouche started to move his hips. the pace was punishing, each thrust driving deeper into your soaking cunt. “yeah that's it, take it all. your my pretty thing to fuck” his free hand wrapped around your throat, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. “you don't cum unless i say so. do you understand?”

you nod shyly, soft moans leaving your lips at every thrust, connecting your bodies impossibly closer. scaramouche's movements started growing more erratic with time, hips stuttering ans getting sloppier. sweat started to bead at his forehead, hair sticking to his beautiful face, breathing ragged it just made your stomach twist. “so fucking good..taking my cock like this,” he panted heavily, voice cracking a tiny bit. and too bad you caught that. or well..you enjoyed to see him in this state. “fuck..so perfect for me..all mine pretty thing.” you arched your back again, his name spilling from your lips over and over. this was either gonna end well or bad but..you needed to say it now or never.

“i..ah..i love you,” you whispered into his ear, breathing heavily as you watched for any reaction in the man above you.

oh.

scaramouche's rhythm faltered completely.

a broken whimper escaped his throat and his grip loosened on your wrists. he looked at you and for the first time in awhile you actually maintained the eye contact. it felt so intimate. so close to him and seeing how those 3 words broke him apart. “oh fuck, ah..i love you too pretty thing..”, he gasped a bit louder, voice trembling as his thrusts increasingly got sloppier, more desperate and each movement punctuated by your soft moans. “you're so good to me pretty thing. so beautiful and you take me so fucking good”

and with a final thrust he whimpered out, cock pulsing as it filled your cunt with hot spurts of his cum. “ah..that's it yeah..take it all”, he moaned, voice cracking with each sentence he spoke.

you shuddered and finally managed to grip on him, slowly calming down after your orgasm. “i love you so so much..stay some more like this with me”, you brushed the sweaty strands of his hair aside, taking in his expression, a soft blush on his face still lingering.

“tch..fine. i will oblige to it just this once”

you kissed his lips, taking him a bit off guard as your tongues danced together. both of you just taking each other in for this cozy night.

[chai-writes-stuff]

gifts — lohen x reader, SFW, oneshot

summary — lohen wasn't used to romantic customs. bringing you a gift everyday was bound to be the surefire way to your heart…right?

themes — fluff and humor, developing relationship, librarian!reader, flustered!lohen, first kiss, confessing feelings, gift giving, kind of a lohen can’t communicate spinoff idea i suppose

WC: 1.3k

As far as Lohen was concerned, gift giving was (probably) the best way to a woman’s heart. Picking the gifts was no concern, but figuring out when to give them was certainly proving to be a challenge.

“Oh,” you said, your eyes wide. “Is that for me?”

“Yeah,” he answered. “What, you don’t want it?”

“Oh, no, I do,” you sputtered, your eyes flicking between his face and his hands. “I’m just wondering what the occasion is?”

“Occasion?”

“Uh, well.” Your hands curled around the gift box as you spoke. “It’s just, you…just gave me something yesterday. And the day before that too. So I was wondering…if something special is happening? Oh, but please don’t get me wrong. I’m not ungrateful!”

The way you shook your head and looked at him with clear concern in your eyes gave him goosebumps. Rubbing the back of his neck, Lohen turned his gaze to the wall. His face was warming up again, and even with the use of his cryo vision, he couldn’t fully contain it. He wracked his mind for an answer to your question, but found none.

He couldn’t just up and tell you that he liked you. What if you thought he was weird? If you shot him down, he’d probably want to die right then and there.

“I just,” he sputtered, “thought you might like it. You, uh…you like reading stuff, right? I was just out and about and I saw a book stand thing, so…”

“Oh, is that what’s in here?” You smiled from ear-to-ear, wrecking his nervous system. “Thank you, Lohen. You’re so sweet.”

He laughed awkwardly, feeling the pound of his heart against his rib cage. Words trickled out of his mouth like an uncontrollable stream.

“Pft, it’s not…I mean, it’s not really…not like it’s a big deal or anything. Calling a guy like me sweet is one hell of a decision.”

“A guy like you?” You raised an eyebrow, but your smile remained. “Is there something about you that makes you unworthy of being called sweet?”

“I mean,” he stammered, “I’m kind of. I kill things. A lot of things. And I like it.”

“So…you like your job. I like mine, too.”

“Huh.” Lohen’s tense shoulders fell slack, his eyes blinking. “You know, I never really thought about it that way.”

You giggled. He winced, feeling awfully embarrassed all over again.

“Well, I got you something too,” you said. “I wasn’t sure when to give it to you, but…I think now would be a good time.”

He blinked. “You…got me something?”

“Of course. I can’t just take all your gifts without giving you something in return.” You rummaged through your cedar-topped desk, eventually withdrawing a box wrapped in cute, mint-green paper. Turning to face him with a big smile, you said, “Here.”

To say he hadn’t been expecting this would be an understatement. The box wasn’t light or heavy, but rather something in between that shrouded it in mystery. It rattled when you passed it to him, and with a bewildered glance between you and the gift in his hands, he immediately said, “You didn’t have to give me anything back. It’s not like it’s my birthday or anything.”

“It’s not mine either,” you laughed. “But you keep bringing me gifts anyway. Just open it, won’t you?”

He supposed you had a point. When he ripped away the green paper, he was presented with a hand-crafted wooden box with a latch on it. Opening that latch revealed an assortment of items—fine cloths, maintenance oil, little nylon brushes, and a stone-forged blade sharpener.

His jaw dropped. “A knife maintenance set.”

“Mhm. You’re always spinning that dagger of yours around, so I thought it might be useful.”

“You’re so freakin’ observant,” he said breathlessly. “I wanna marry you.”

Silence fell between you both. Your eyes were wide, as were his, and as the tension between you grew hotter and hotter, Lohen whirled on his heel. Eyes wide and ears burning red hot, he stammered, “Woah, what was that? Must have been the wind! Anyway, I gotta get to work, so—!”

“Wait.”

Your hand curled into the end of his cape, stopping him in his tracks. When he turned back around, you were smiling with your head lowered towards the fabric between your fingers. As you played your thumb along the blue silk, you murmured, “That was really sweet of you to say.”

“Oh. Uh, well.” He cleared his throat. “Does that mean you, uh…you liked it?”

Your eyes rose to his, the smile on your face wringing his throat tighter than the choker around his neck. You stepped a touch closer, Lohen’s eyes blew wide, and with the most gentle of movements, you kissed his cheek.

Immediately, he felt as though he was consumed by a raging storm of pyro. Stammering, gasping a little, and feeling his arm tremble like the present in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, Lohen felt like death was on the horizon. But even if he did end up dying right in front of you, he wouldn’t have regretted it for a second, because sweet Barbatos—was that kiss of yours so worth it.

“It’s a little soon to get married,” you said with a giggle, bringing him back to reality. “But I wouldn’t mind going on a date with you, Vice Captain.”

“Holy shit,” he said, his eyes wide. “You mean it?”

You grinned with your teeth. When you nodded, his knees felt weak.

“I really like you,” he blurted. “You’re really pretty and you always smell like flowers.”

You dropped your gaze from his, giggling so infectiously, he couldn’t resist a smile. Wringing his cape in your hand, you said, “Thank you. I really like you too, Lohen. I know people think you're scary, but…you’re always so kind to me. I really appreciate that.”

You looked at him again, smiling so fondly that he wanted to know what it felt like against his skin. He opened his mouth, his gaze trained on your lips, but he couldn’t manage the words.

“You want a kiss?” you asked inquisitively.

“God,” he sighed, “I love how you can always read my mind, Bunny.”

“I wouldn’t say always,” you laughed. “It was just a hunch.”

You lifted your hand to his burning hot cheek. When your lips pressed to his, Lohen’s eyes squeezed shut, his hands grasping the knife maintenance kit between them like it was his last anchor to the mortal world. You pulled away as quickly as you came, and when Lohen’s eyes fluttered back open, you smiled.

“That felt really good,” he said, blinking rapidly. “The only girl I’ve ever kissed on the mouth is my mom.”

You laughed, and he immediately stiffened up. Smiling still, he closed eyes and said, “Yeah, I’m not very good at this.”

“It’s okay. The only man I’ve ever kissed on the mouth is you.”

Lohen’s heart skipped a beat. “…Really?”

“My family’s not very affectionate,” you explained. “I’m lucky if I can even get a hug.”

“I’ll give you a hug,” he said immediately. “I mean, I will if you want one.”

You lifted your fist to your smiling mouth. “You know what? I think that’d make a nice gift for next time, Vice Captain.”

“I can give you more than one gift on the same day,” he answered chipperly. “We don’t need any occasions or anything, right?”

“Right.” You giggled. “Well, then. When should I expect my next present?”

He dug his teeth into his lower lip, giggling cheekily. Sliding his gift onto your wooden desk, he crooned, “I’ll give it to you right now, Bunny.”

His arms looped around you, yours looped around him, and as your delighted laughter filled the library, Lohen knew that Celestia was a place on Teyvat.

a/n: well i wasn't gonna upload today, but i've got so many drabbles/oneshots already written that i figured why not xD you'll notice my posting schedule slow down a tad cause i'm gonna be getting busier, and i also have some big projects underway. anyway, if you liked what you read, please consider leaving a me a heart! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ reblogs and comments appreciated! icymi! chai's last lohen post: debutant adventurer, lohen sfw (370 notes) masterlist