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⠀⠀⠀ @scara-meow-che posted : hello! as the new year starts, there are things that must come to an end in order to start anew. what started as a blog dedicated to bully childe /playful, this blog had given me months of inspiration for my craft, an outlet for my thoughts, and memories i still keep close inside my heart. upon recalling all those things as i read through posts and replies, i saw how much this blog had made me happy during the time when it was the most difficult to find reasons to keep going. similar to what i said before going on a long hiatus, i am always grateful for the engagements i have received. and i will always keep this close to heart but seeing how much i keep on losing my passion to write constantly like i used to before, i realized that maybe holding on to things isn't meant for a person like me.
my love for this craft is fleeting, it is achingly beautiful as it sparks brightly before it's gone, solemnly remembered as a fragment of one's memory. some may have forgotten about what tidbits of my imagination have i wrote but some kept parts of my soul close to their hearts. my words became places some found solace and entertainment in at times they find it hard to know where to go. truly, my farewell is fitting to be a chapter closed so all of us who had met here can finally start anew. i wouldn't say that i didn't enjoy writing where in fact it became the very reason for the person that i am today (i am now working as an associate writer. crazy, right?!) but i must stop putting myself back inside the shell of the person you all knew as kana way back 2021 as the person i am now no longer fit in inside of her. you all made her grow bigger-in the sense of having a bigger heart and mind. i honestly can't fathom how much i have changed because of the love and support i have received from this blog—the confidence and trust that i have in myself and my talent to create can never be this astounding as it is now without any of the people who have engaged with me from this blog.
again, words can never express my gratitude and heartfelt messages that i truly want to express. but it is time for me to finally say goodbye and simply look forward to what may come in my life and i wish that only good things will happen to you as well.
this is kana, known aa user scara-meow-che, officially signing off. xoxo
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「 💭 」⠀subby! virgin! childe because he doesn't know what to do with his big dick :(
cw. NSFW (MDNI), dom! afab! reader, sub! character, implied that childe's a grower, multiple orgasms, name calling (filthy mutt, puppy, good boy), whiny childe, he uses your thighs to get off, usage of cockring (ribbon), unprotected sex, creampies, dirty talk, praise kink (childe has one)
subby! virgin! childe who never really knows how to fuck a woman because he's been too engrossed in fighting and improving his prowess that he doesn't know what to do with his big fat cock :(
subby! virgin! childe who first learned what a boner is when you stepped down on him after he lose the fight, his achy cock throbbed inside his pants when he felt the tip of your shoes gliding down from his chest all the way to the edge of what you refer to as his "slutty shirt" because of how his skin shows. subby! virgin! childe doesn't know why you'd call it as such until you used your foot to rip it apart and rubbed on his bare nipples. he could only watch and be amazed and feel the pleasure from your actions. even when you called him nasty from liking what you're doing, he's been letting out nothing but needy whines and soft moans, eyes glossy as he looks at you. and that's when you saw the large tent on his pants. you shake your head in disgust, huffing out as you walk away. but you were soon stopped by none other than him and asked if you could help him with his little problem. and that's when you knee that he's a virgin and he doesn't even know what a boner is.
subby! virgin! childe who cried out when you rubbed on his needy and leaky cock :( his body was already trembling when you used a finger to brushed it against the hard tent of his pants that when you slowly jerked him off while he's still clothed, the way your languid movements stimulates his virgin cock already have him coming undone and made a mess inside his pants. in an instant, he immediately apologized for the mess he just made, his eyes focused on your hand that's been stained by his load. he should be ashamed, embarrassed to have made a scene in front of his enemy but the way you glared at him and commanded him to clean up after his mess with your cum-stained hand in front of his face, he immediately grew hard and obeyed your order.
subby! virgin! childe who is such an obedient puppy when trained properly. he may be scary as a harbinger but not in bed, not when you have him laying down as he suckled on your breasts. subby! virgin! childe is a fast learner so at times, he takes advantage of your needy state and have him use your thighs to get off as your cunt is still off-limits as you have told him. but that doesn't mean your thighs doesn't get him off that fast. he's already in cloud nine when he felt your lush thighs around his aching cock, cheeks flushed with his eyes trained in the way you'd coo at him while saying the nastiest words he'd hear from your lips. "oh? still hard, i see. well, why won't you wring yourself dry on my thighs, you filthy mutt." or "can't cum anymore? why? do you want me to help you out, puppy?" and he swore he was already shooting blank but the way your hands fondles his balls while your lips pucker and sucks on the tip of his sensitive dick indeed had him empty and tired after just one meeting with you.
subby! virgin! childe who would do everything for your approval, who would give you countless of orgasms just by using his good-for-nothing mouth on your sweet pussy. he yearns to hear you call him a good boy as he sucked on your runny hole, nose brushing on your little nub that had you pushing him deeper and told him to use his tongue to fuck you. you would see how his eyes roll back whenever your thighs close in on his head and bet that he'd get off when you call him a bitch in heat because of the way he's already getting off when you're the one being fucked by his mouth. subby! virgin! childe who would have his eyes widen as soon as he felt you coming and he slurps so messily on your sex that he won't miss a drop of your cum as you commanded him to do so. he'd be so addicted that he'd already be on his knees whenever you'd lay yourself down in bed with your legs spread open for his eyes.
subby! virgin! childe who never complains when you used him to get off. he was obviously nervous the first time you agreed to have him fuck your pussy so when you went on top of him, running his aching head across the slick folds of your cunt, he was whimpering and needily calling out your name. he was so big! you always knew how it's going to be a challenge for you to take him because he's the largest you'd be able to take but with how adorable he was, you can't help but sink down in one go. the way your walls clamp down on his length and your hands digging on his shoulder, close to leaving scratches on his skin, he was whinning and crying at how his leaky dick just feels so good that he announces how he's so close. surprisingly, you just clenched around his thick girth and he came unannounced and you felt how his dick pumps his gooey load inside your walls. you were angry, of course, because he was too impatient and doesn't know how to listen as you never ordered for him to come inside you of all places (you would never want him to know how good it felt to be full of his seed, you'd never allow it).
subby! virgin! childe who'd cry out when he felt his dick hurt so badly as you ride him because of the ribbon tight around the base of his long cock. as punishment, he was bound to take it like a good boy and as you word it "good boys don't complain, they're only good in taking what i give them" and he swore he was about to shoot another load of his thick cum but the ribbon stops him from doing so. just as you commanded him, he obeys your every heed and waits for you to untie the string on his cock as he lets you use him like the good boy that he is. and when he does, you let him fill you up with his cum that he's leaking out of your abused hole. amidst the haze of lust, you held him in your arms as he collapsed from exhaustion, smiling as you give him a kiss on his forehead.
subby! virgin! childe who would be so sweet for you because he's just so addicted to how you take care of him, of how you fuck him and how you taught him how to use his big dick. you told him that he cannseek other people as you've practically taught him everything he should know but he doesn't want to. you're all he could ever ask for and it didn't take much for him to convince you to stay with him. he's been the goodest boy you've also been with so you have no complaints and agreed.
⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁ @scara-meow-che had posted : college is kicking my ass but i can't believe that i got to have seggs with cyno bot on character.ai 🧎🏻♀ it's a win for me this week despite my thesis making me break down in the library. anyways, update in an hour because subby virgin men is all i could think of after a very long day 😌
⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁ @scara-meow-che had posted : college is kicking my ass but i can't believe that i got to have seggs with cyno bot on character.ai 🧎🏻♀ it's a win for me this week despite my thesis making me break down in the library. anyways, update in an hour because subby virgin men is all i could think of after a very long day 😌
「 💭 」⠀overstimulating master diluc and cavalry captain kaeya because you simply can't get enough of them!
cw. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, reposted and edited work :D, multiple orgasms, messy (so fucking messy), an unnormal amount of cum, riding, cock slapping, m/s dynamics, oral (m), breeding, baby trapping, orgasm denial, bit of dubcon (kaeya says 'no more' one time)
D I L U C
diluc’s grunts echoed in his study, the objects littering his desk clattering from how rough you were moving against him. his hands were tight on your hips, teeth softly biting down on the soft flesh of your breasts before his tongue starts licking on your hardened and sensitive nipples.
he is too good, always too good for you. always giving you what you want, treating you as his queen, pleasuring you just the way you want to. you have him wrapped around your finger, always there to present the best this crooked world has to offer. he just loves you that much.
“hng~ you’re so hard inside of me, master diluc.”
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the tips of your fingers slowly dig themselves on his shoulder, successfully keeping you in place. his shaft was hot, prodding so deep inside your walls, hitting every spot that would send tingles throughout your body. you can feel each nerve of his dicl twitching whenever your walls tighten around it, hearing more of his deep voice grunting in pleasure.
you love it, you love it, you love it. “always wanna keep you inside me, make me your lil’ breeding doll master 'luc~.”
diluc is a man who had his fair share of people slurring on their words on the daily, mind barely processing the words before they’ve been spoken. but yours sends a different wave of craving inside of him, the heat grew unbearable when your eyes flash him this unyielding desire to be bred, wanting to have more of your fucked-dumb state and it’s only because of him.
“you’d want me to fuck a baby inside of you?” you felt him lifting himself up, putting a hand underneath your thighs just to thrust himself back inside your awaiting hole.
"hm~ yes please. give me your baby, i'll be a good lil' mommy!"
words slurring but your body still so responsive every time he'd ram himself deeper in your cunt, if hearts can protrude from his eyes then maybe diluc had showered you more of this fiery desire the time you started to want him like this. this feral longing to be full of his cum awakened this carnal hunger in him, his hips speeding up just so he won't leave your sensitive cunt empty.
you can feel him so close, so big, aching and twitching to let go of his cum. there was nothing in your mind but the feeling of being full of his warm load. and the mere thought had your walls spasming, reeling at how the tip of his cock prods on your sweet spots while his pelvic bone brushes along your puffy clit.
The feeling was amazing, you can't stop how your body shakes under diluc's hold. but he doesn't stop, continuing to rut himself back your tight and warm walls. diluc bit on his lips, holding back the moans, focusing on how much he doesn't want to cum yet. but you've made it impossible for him to speak another word, pulling him close around your body, both arms on his neck to keep him bound to you.
"cum for me, master diluc. breed me, fill me up~" you whispered with teary eyes, triggering his own orgasm. it felt too strong, his balls felt so sensitive at how much he came inside of you. he was panting, legs shaking but his arms kept him stable on top of you.
he could almost collapse from how intense it was, feeling loads of his energy disappear. as he's about to pull away, you kept your arms around his neck and started kissing his cheeks, his neck, and his lips. "one more? make sure to knock me up, please."
"one more?" he asks, voice shifting mockingly as if to taunt your disheveled state but the smile on your face had him choking on his words after you followed your sweet grin with a thrust of your cunt back to his still hard cock.
"s-shit, you really need to be knocked up properly, yeah? one load isn't enough for you, princess? what a c-cumwhore you are." he had it difficult spitting out those foul words when he continues to feel the warmth brought by your hole. you aimlessly nodded your head in agreement, pushing more of yourself closer to his hot body. diluc shuddered, hips stuttering as his cock pulsed inside your warm walls, feeling how much he's spilling inside of you.
he wants to pull away, to take a brief pause from how pussy drunk he already is but the sweet smile on your face, gentlehands tugging on his hair, lips kissing anywhere it can reach, diluc felt himself moving along with the sloppy thrusts you're giving him. he's addicted to the slight pain on the pit of his stomach, the wet sounds of your cum-coated ass hit by his balls, the wrecked yet excited expression you pull off beautifully, yes, he's addicted this this pleasurable pain you're making him experience.
"yes and i hope master diluc has it in him to fill me up until he's sucked dry~."
K A E Y A
"just be a good boy and let me suck you dry."
kaeya whimpers, fingers digging on the smooth leather covering the couch of your home. he bites down on his lips, feeling another round of moans about to spill out from his throat. he looks down at you, doe eyes hitting him with so much warmth that it sent tingles down his spine and blood to his already hard cock, causing it to twitch in your hand.
and that little movement isn't gone unnoticed by you, smiling as you start to softly pump up and down on his shaft. nimble fingers started to caress his balls as well, making kaeya buckle up on his seat. you look at his sweating form, his chest glistens underneath the light inside your home. 'you're so adorable like this, kaeya. are you ready?"
he nods, waiting the satisfying feeling of your lips kissing on the tip smeared messily with precum. he's so eager, so good for you that you can't help but give him what he wants so you start smothering the pretty head of his cock, his hips shaking from how good he felt with just the littlest movement on his dick.
"want to cum, kae?" you whispered, slowly moving down to kiss the side of his shaft, leaving gentle pecks on each nerve protruding on his skin. he nods, faster than he expected to. "use your words kae or i'd make you forget to use them."
"yes please, i want to cum f/n."
"good boy, kae. i love you, ' love you so much." and you felt this slight twitch on your hand and you felt beads of cum squirting out, ruining the shirt you're wearing as it stains it white. kaeya felt so embarrassed from how quickly he came for you, just hearing how you love him had him on his knees, submissive to the burning touches you leave on his body, compliant to every word you say as he could only trust and listen to you.
despite how much he wants to shrink and hide away, your suprised expression that shifted into a smirking one had him nailed down the couch, accepting the warmth that soon engulfed half his cock in one go. he groans and followed to moan when you suckled on the tip before letting it go with a pop. he was about to raise his hand and pull you back on his cock, wanting to feel more of your mouth around him but you slapped him away before he can do so.
"be a good boy and don't move. let me milk you dry, baby. letme do it, yeah?"
he looks down on you, his eyes watering from how painful it is to feel his cock waits for stimulation but receives nothing. "yes, i will. please, make me cum."
hearing his pleas, you continued and licked the tip to clean out all the cum, rubbing the side of his cock with vigor, spreading the spit you left from shoving half of it inside your mouth. he was hot and hard on your hands, the head letting go of so much cum whenever you went to focus on sucking on it. his moans were deep, smooth and pretty like he always is.
in a few minutes of sucking, licking and bobbing your hands on his dick, kaeya can feel his abdomen tightening. "i'm about to cum, f-fuck. i'm so close."
before he could even do, you pulled away and let his hard cock hit his stomach. he whimpered, thighs stuttering from having his orgasm denied until the feeling died down. "did i tell you that you could already cum?"
"n-no," he replied as he calm down but he didn't get another second to pull himself back when you went to spit on the tip of his sensitive tip before shoving down half his length until you finally had him deep inside your throat.
"you will not cum unless i said so. i will still milk you dry only if you heed to my commands. understood?" he nods but that doesn't convince you. "you keep on saying yes but you keep disobeying me. are you testing my patience, kae?"
"but i'm not, i really don't."
"hm, as long as you behave then i'll reward you."
and he behaves, listens and lets you do what you want on him. biting on the skin of his thighs, massaging his balls, licking from the base all the way to the head, sucking on the tip until he's too sensitive to hold himself back from coming. he looks so pretty, always so pretty for you as your hand got stained with his load that doesn't seem to stop from coming out of his cock.
"see? if you'd just stay and be good for me then you'd get to cum like this kae. want more?" a few of your words are already unaudible for him but he keens on your last sentence.
"n-no more, please f/n."
"no more? wrong answer kae." you shake your head, frowning when you looked up at him. "but you haven't cum inside my mouth kae, would you really let that opportunity go to waste?"
he is silent besides the heavy panting from his body. "answer me kae," you demanded, lifting four of your fingers and gave his cock a light slap on the head. kaeya groans in pain but his body twitches in delight. "you have such an honest body but a liar of a mind. what should i do to you, hm?"
as unfair as it sounds, you can't help but focus your gaze on his cock, standing proudly on your hand, stiff and pulsing when you gave it a short pump of your fingers. "or would you rather cum inside my cunt? you're choice kae."
even when he thinks he can no longer cum from how much you made him do so, you still had him pushing more of his load out and it either lands on your hands or on your mouth. he looks down on his legs and can he himself still hard and eager. he really has a honest body and can't help but feel excited when he sees you removing every article of clothing on your body, settling your legs between his thighs, rubbing the overstimulated cockhead on your clit before aligning it with your wet entrance.
"i told you kae, i will suck you dry so be a good boy, will you? "
⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁ @scara-meow-che posted : omfg, user scara-meow-che is now officially two years old 😭 i remembered creating this account to bully childe bcs he didn't come home on my old genshin acc and here we are now 🥲 even if i took a whole year of hiatus, this blog still stays strong and wild as it were before >< thank you for those who stayed and had continued engaging to my works and shitposts.
「 💭 」⠀no thoughts, just thinking vv hard about pervert! roommate! scara
cw. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, implied bimbo! reader, pervert! scara, roommate! scara, mean! scara, panty stealing, noncon filming, stalking, hints of breeding kink (of course, it's me), unprotected sex, allusions to marriage, implied baby trapping, nasty! scara because we know deep down he's like a virgin who gets drunk to the idea of pussy ♥︎
perv! roomie! scara who sheepishly sneaks inside your room, looking for this one laced (and used) underwear that he knew, by heart, you wore the other day. he has a motto to live on and it's "the fresher, the better." because right after stealing that one pair, he would take a quick sniff and immediately grow hard at how he whiffs the arousal that was left to stain the middle on your pair.
perv! roomie! scara who already has a collection of your missing underwear (when you asked if he may have seen some of it with that adorable flush on your face, he went to glare at you and scoffed as he scolded you from even thinking that he's a potential panty thief). he hates lying to such a pretty and innocent baby like you but he knew that it'd break your heart if you ever find out how bad he really is.
perv! roomie! scara who would wrap your used underwear around his leaky cock. just as the smooth silk slides up and down his throbbing cock, he immediately came as his body shook and his cock shoot his load to his clothed chest, his cheeks tinted beet red from how embarrassing it was for him to come so quickly but he promised that if he ever gets to fuck your cute little cunny, he would make sure he won't come as fast as he did.
perv! roomie! scara who would constantly keep tabs on your period. he doesn't want to be a creep but he also doesn't want to constantly be mean to you so he would try to buy you your pads if you ever run out and sometimes buy you chocolates whenever you're feeling so much pain from your cramps. you thought that he can be sweet in his own way but that's just a ploy to keep him updated on your cycle because he thinks it'd be useful and maybe he'd be able to get you pregnant one day.
perv! roomie! scara who would always keep an eye on you. if you ever leave for a night out with your friends, he'd either have your location on as he may have tweaked your device when you're pretty head was distracted by a piece of furniture he had recently bought for you (but you shouldn't know that he left a camera inside, just to keep you safe or so he thinks) or be discreet in following you around. more often than not, he would find himself tailing you to bars and have to fend off these bad men who'd just ruin and hurt a pretty little thing like you.
perv! roomie! scara who would have to teach you when you have a test coming up and your stupid pretty head just can't get a grasp on each note you've made based on the module you had to ask from your professors. he would help you, of course, as long as he gets something in exchange then he would do his best to make you ace your test and you wouldn't dare question it because he'd already helped you countless of times! so when he told you that you have to keep his cock warm and snug inside your tight cunny, his fingers gingerly rubbing circles on your already overstimulated clit, he'd ask you questions on each part of your module and would give your pussy a rough slap if you ever get it wrong. he would see how tears had glossed your eyes and your lipgloss couldn't even do its fucking job in keeping your lips moist when you're drooling a lot as he hastily thrust back and forth your tight and wet hole. don't worry, he would coo at how good you are if you ever get the question right and would reward you with a generous load of his cum!
perv! roomie! scara would sometimes throw in questions that don't have a concrete answer which often cause you to have your head pushed down the table as he fuck his needy cock inside your gaping and leaking hole. he just has to pin all the lessons inside your pretty little mind by fucking it all out! and!!! as promised! he didn't once come, not after he had you milking on his cock TWICE before he gets to pump you full of his seed. he would occasionally leave you at your desk to clean up, your pussy dripping so much of his cum while your legs just shake from the intensity of your orgasms. and, as planned, you would have a barely high score (that still needs some work if you ever want to graduate soo) so you have to ask your roommate for help again right? you wouldn't even get that score if not because of him!
perv! roomie! scara who finds it hard not to fuck the living daylights out of you whenever you'd prance around the apartment, wearing either a thin oversized shirt that gives him a view of your breasts or this lacy set that accentuates the curves of your ass. either way, once he'd put a ring on you, he would make sure that you don't have to wear anything of the sort! you always looked so pretty for him so no matter what you wear wouldn't change the fact that every time he gets back from work, he would have you bend on any surface of the house and fuck you full of his cum. if you ever spill his load, he'd make sure you clean it up because a good housewife knows how to keep the house clean!
perv! roomie! scara who would force you to take his cum if he hears you cry out how you don't want to be pregnant. he knows that you still have a future to look forward to but isn't a future with him better than what you have imagined all by yourself? he would have to take matters into his own hands and have you take load after load, frying your head with nothing but how good his cock feels inside you, coo at you at how good you'd look so full of his seeds and someday, a baby inside your tummy. of course, being so cockdrunk, you'd cry out how much you want to see that happening, smiling and giggling whenever he'd give you a gentle kiss once he heard you confess.
perv! roomie! scara who may not be the best when it comes to his emotions but he would make sure he gives you the future that you deserve! a future with you carrying his baby and being his lovely, pliant, stupid and sweet wife!
⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁ @scara-meow-che posted : (*´∇`)ﾉ greetings again! i may have lied on the last post and had deleted it now but yes, i'd be updating today fr. i still can't map a consistent schedule around this time because i'm still adjusting on my last term in uni alongside suffering over my thesis but (人´∀`*) i really miss being here so enjoy my new works right after my updates (｡•̀ᴗ-)
also, heads up for those who didn't follow my rules and still choose to engage to my posts and blog (-""-；) you all are really stubborn (๑•̀д•́๑)
+++ in addition to this, i have a vv poor attention span (hence why i impulsively do things here) and am a bit too dumb to care on how i should use my tumblr (consistent posting to keep it alive when i'm barely even alive irl •ᴗ•) so there's my tribute for the fandom today. who knows what i might post tomorrow (hint: it's the two characters on my pinned post)
also, i may not answer thirsts but asks and ideas are more than welcome to be entertained! i just have to delete (sorts through 14 messages in my inbox and 49 drafts) a few things first ( ；∀；)
「 💭 」⠀overstimulating childe and albedo because you can't get enough of their cum!
cw. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, reposted and edited work :D, multiple orgasms, messy sex (yes), an abnormal amount of cum, riding, oral (m), dirty talk, use of names (princess), baby trapping, bit of dubcon (tagging this just in case), pure filth
A L B E D O
he just thinks it's just another of your silly games.
judging from the way your body accepts each of his relentless thrusts had him feeling weak and close to surrendering. he can feel his thighs ache, his balls tighten to the stimulating feeling of shooting his creamy load inside your leaky cunt but your words keep echoing inside his mind, making it hard for him to stop—
"just a little more 'bedo. a-ah, right there.”
you called out to him, arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him into a messy kiss. you kept on surprising him, right after your hands went to lock around his neck your legs as well hooked themselves around his hips. "i'm so close 'bedo. ro-rougher please~" and he followed, putting all his focus on his hips, aiming for the sweet spots that had you creaming all over him.
he loves this, more than he can admit it himself. he loves how you’re being so needy, so whiny from being stimulated so much by his cock and his cock alone.
"hng, you're so damn tight around me," uttered the alchemist before cussing under his breath as he felt your greedy hole sucking him, forcing more of his cum inside of you. he hisses at the way your gummy walls continued to clamp down on him, pulsing with warmth that pulls him deeper and deeper.
"not enough, 'bedo. still want more of you inside of me, pretty please?" your murmur when you rut your hips upwards, forcing your aching thighs to meet his halfway, letting your clit rub on his pelvic bone, feeling his stiff cock twitch despite how many times he had already came in you.
"still want me to stuff your pretty holes, princess?" albedo muses but groans when your warmth constantly pulsed to suck all the cum he's been saving in his balls. with every thrust that follows after your wishes had him weak against you, the tip of his dick feels so sensitive while it hits the spot he knew would have you seeing stars.
"yes, 'bedo. wanna suck you dry, gimme all your cum."
your words, glazed with the intoxication of lust that erases all morals you have on yourself, pushed him more to rut his hips even when the sharp jolts sent from the head of his dick all the way to his real head had him losing what he's supposed to do.
he unknowingly slows down his pace, trying to catch his breath and to lessen how his hips strain a little from how his cock aches from cumming so much. but that didn't stop your body from rubbing itself against him, desperate to feel more stimulation.
you unwrapped your legs once more around his waist, bending it just to jerk your body upwards to meet albedo's throbbing and leaking cock.
"c-close, so close!" he surprisingly cried out but he was quick to bite down on his lower lip to stop more of the breathy moans and low whines to escape his mouth. but you can hear him, shooting dopamine through your body that you can't help but coo at him.
"you're so good for me 'bedo. thank you for your cum, thank you for filling me up."
C H I L D E
he's really whiny as he came for the fourth time this night.
you kept on rocking your hips over his hard cock, smothering his skin with open-mouthed kisses, sucking on the flesh on his neck, marking him everywhere your mouth can reach. your hands were busy helping yourself in lifting your trembling body to roughly fuck your sloppy cunt all over him.
"f-f/n, shit, isn't this e-enough for the night?" he asks, back arching as you tightened around him. "f-fuck, i'm so sensitive already, please."
"not enough, it's not enough childe. please, i want more of you." a purr out of your lips together with the lustful glaze of your eyes had him weak. a sucker for your love, childe just lets you use him for your own satisfaction, hissing when you creamed around him, coating both your thighs with your juices as you squirted from the satisfaction gotten from being fucked full of his cum and cock.
"a-ah, shit, you're so damn tight f/n, fuck, please, 's too much." a hushed whimper came out from childe, causing something inside of you to stir more desire in wanting him. his hands were tight around your hips but faltered as soon as you moved once more through the sensitivity of your clit rubbing so eagerly on his groin.
he just feels so damn good to be inside of you, so hard and long that with every rut of your hips to meet his hits the right spots inside. addicting, childe's cock is truly addicting that you craved to feel more of him, just fucking yourself that the cries he let go pass through your head.
"wanna be full, full of you. give me one more, please, just one more."
childe can only feel this pleasurable pain stinging from his cock, feeling himself close to being milked dry but your body isn't stopping until he had given you what you want. he, himself, is growing addicted to the feeling as well, toes curling as another orgasm peaks behind the ache between his legs.
his eyes peered up on your face, looking so satisfied as you get closer to another sweet peak of yours. after a few rolls of your luscious body against his, both of you came at the same time, both your cries and groans echoing in the room.
childe is fucking spent, heavy intakes of air followed the growls from his throat. just as when he thought you're done, you removed yourself and looked at how your hole is practically dripping with both your cum, childe's cock flushed with a dark pink color at the tip with every vein. your eyes sparkled, licking your chapped lips before sliding yourself down between his legs.
the dangerous glint on your e/c orbs alerts childe and he was a bit too late on pulling you away because you finally have his pretty cock inside your mouth.
CW. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, ANGST!!!, brief mentions of having underaged sex, name calling (princess, good girl), vaginal fingering, unprotected sex (WRAP IT), marking, porn with bits of plot, a bit OOC childe, infidelity
AN. this fic used to be an old kuroo prompt of mine but childe fits this idea so much, i just can't let this go to waste. anyway, enjoy this word vomit of mine :D also i'm sorry for those who found the "kuroo" errors in this bcs i legit worked on this prompt around 2AM ( ；∀；)
you keep on longing for the ghost of the past—from the rotten body of a relationship.
it was on the third tick of the minute, on the fifth desperate attempt to distract yourself from the man who sits in front of you.
time had no mercy in gracing him with features deprived of stress brought upon a successful man's life. his toned arms were a delightful sight as they flexed under a red button-up rolled up on its sleeves, a habit of his that you knew like the back of your hand. the boyish ginger hair you grew to love now framed his face with its curly long ends and he is, as crazy as it seems, still godly than ever.
nothing has changed about him, even your feelings.
"f/n-chan! aren't you at least excited to see older brother?" teucer had enthusiastically nudged at your distracted form, pulling at your arms, beaming brightly as if to blind you with that smile. teucer and the rest of childe's family never had a clue how much the lil' partners-in-crime grew something more behind closed doors, especially after the years that had passed.
"yeah, aren't you glad to see me?" childe jests, eyes carefully scanning a subtle hint of vulnerability to ever dance in your features. but, even after a few seconds of admiring your cherubim beauty, he failed to grasp any information to know how he should act around you.
"f/n, i always thought you and childe are closer than tonya here," his mom added, nodding at childe who seems engaged in fishing out what was swimming inside your pretty mind. "you two often eat out at night. ah, i remember your father fuming at the poor boy!"
and they all laugh but your heart continues to ache for the visible longing only childe knew you were feeling at the moment. he noticed, of course, he is as perceptive as he can be. but what he made out of is not the melancholic pain strung upon this happenstance because he knew the attraction left lurking in your hearts.
oh, how funny it would be if they knew that the boy who took your virginity is right in front of them. well, there's no point in telling how the comforts of your room that day were painted with your salacious moans and childe's deep grunts. the blazing passion offered, love that used to enrapture whatever force binds you with one another—sadly, everything was of the past.
how hilarious it would've been if they knew how dirty you felt because a part of you still misses his body snuggly attached to the warmest parts of yours. every time your eyes would accidentally stop to stare at his, your soul is pulled toward him. it's as if you were falling over and over again.
oh, how ironic it would be that you wanted childe far away from you but at the same time, you want him to ravish you in a way you'd be left satisfied.
just like before.
he was perfect, too perfect for your liking. once you've tasted this perfection, the polished palate of desire can no longer forget how it felt pleasurable on your mouth that it left you thirsting for more.
you shouldn't be too attached but here you are, helplessly smitten just to feel him touch you once more—to kiss you, to praise you for being his good girl, anything that he used to do before. pictures, posts, and messages, it was as if you'd been deprived of every need, starved of anything about his whereabouts that you shamelessly devoured what you possibly could get from him.
despite him being the one who ended everything, you never had the guts to hate each fiber of his body. broken promises of yesterday had crumbled down with the future you longed for. the innocence of love is a double-edged sword that you have used against yourself. and now, you continue to bleed your emotions for the man who left you dying.
food had already gone cold and bitter on your tongue that used to glaze on honey-smooth skin belonging to this celestial god who had wrapped his presence on your heart.
bitter, yes, bitter. the sharp yet addicting bite of the love harbored for him still lingers in you. maybe it was because he's your first love that still occupies the majority of your own silly heart? Everything involving his being was complete bliss—a plethora of happiness you can only feel from him.
a credulous admiration can only go far if not for the risk one can take but you choose to let go of all of your morals and logic, blissfully dancing through the danger of his song.
the first kiss shared on the first peak of daylight; the first night he laid his hand on yours as a freckle of winter snow fell from the heavens; the first dreadful goodbye whispered alongside the strong waves ebbing on the harbor; he is the first of all firsts there is and how wrong were you to give him everything.
time may have passed together with all these fleeting memories but your feelings fluttered still.
the dining hall felt suffocating, the bubbling chemistry of both longing and denial clashed when your eyes stared at his alluring blue orbs. you wanted to throw up. your head was spinning so badly. you never wanted to be stuck in this dilemma. your insides twist and turn as they continue to spit your name together with his.
tonya somehow noticed how quiet you'd been for the past hour and gave you a soft squeeze on the shoulder. the small gesture had helped you snap out of the flummoxing reverie because of an orange-haired man. and it's yet another battle to avoid his overwhelming presence.
it felt long eating with them and to make matters worse in your favor, they opted to spend the remaining hour catching up on everyone's plans for the future with a cup of hot cocoa.
as the hand of the clock strikes 7, you can hear their voices gleefully bickering and leaving a melodious chatter across the hall you settled in. the vigorous movements etched on each body around you felt slow while you washed the dishes.
"can i help?"
towering behind you, a fresh scent laced with a musky undertone of his cologne coiled itself on your quivering frame. the territorial instinct he had on your submissive body left you breathless when he lay a gentle hand on your shoulder slowly moving down to your waist.
if not for the logic gradually fogged by this attraction, you would've already succumbed to his hand and let him take you right then and there. but you stood firm, not giving him a chance to slip for him to devour the flickering courage you have left in you.
it would take him more than that but the heart wants what it wants.
"as the man of the night, he should be reserved to mingle around his family and shouldn't even be here to help." your ears picked up how soft your voice was. it always was, for him. you always have a soft spot for him.
"oh? then as the special man of the night, i won't allow my guest to even do the dishes, let alone someone as important as you to the family." were you, really?
childe took his sweet time in dominating your senses, his hand moved across your lower back up to the side of your hips. his other hand also went in to dip into the curve of your chest down to your stomach. you felt him close in the distance, your back firmly pressed against his built torso.
"p-please."
you didn't know whether that was a plea for him to leave you alone or not but when he took a good whiff of air, letting a guttural groan when you buckled close to him—a stutter amidst the calm shook all the grounds you stood and it was when you lay all your cards for him to see.
childe lowered his tall frame to look over your shoulder. the view was of an innocent gesture but hides the intent of making you yield to whatever his mind was thinking. it was unfair, it was cruelly unfair how he can control you to such extent.
"use your words f/n. i taught you better than that."
he traced delicate and sensual lines on your burning skin. you choked on your breath when you saw him smiling at you, seeing how roses flushed vivaciously on your cheeks to his advances.
"use your big girl words. come on."
oh, how did your body laid enervative under his mercy?
childe was selfish, you know he can never let you go. you were practically made for him and yet he was gluttonous just to have you putty in his hands again. just like when you two were just 16, right before he left to continue his work throughout different regions across teyvat, miles, and miles away apart from the icy land of the tsaritsa, away from you.
he wasn't the ajax who you fell in love with. you can see the little details of the canvas of his soul, colors you knew that weren't yours dominated each hue you have left behind. the art which you two have made as a masterpiece was left tarnished by another one. this man behind your back, savoring miles of skin his eyes can roam to, isn't the one who used to satiate the void you felt by warming you in your bed.
the man you fell in love with is a ghost settling in this body that you crave for.
you hated yourself, more than anything there is. you were hungry, deprived of this euphoric feeling of the past, touch-starved, guilty for wanting him to be there for you even if you no longer have the right to be claimed as his.
as everyone grew tired, retreating to their rooms, why? why did you hold him back from going to his room? why did you lead him back to your chamber? why did you let him in? why did you have the heart to let him in?
to whatever gods are out there must be looking down in at you in disappointment, but you don't care. childe had trapped your body between the door that was quietly shut close. the doorknob had hit your back but you didn't care, not when he finally molds his lips on yours; not when he firmly grips your jawline as he dips his tongue to your mouth, catching up on the years he wasn't able to be with you.
the passion in every motion, the discord in every emotion—it was there. the ghost of the man you loved was still there. and this is when you'll take advantage of it, this was the only chance you can hope on and maybe, the empty promises wouldn't be left in vain.
feather-like touches littered on your skin as childe's nimble hands raised the shirt that suddenly felt too suffocating for you. you were distracted, too drunk to think of anything else while he moves in a leg right between your thighs.
next to his actions was to skim right above the skirt you regretted wearing for this night. it was too short, you noted, enough to titillate the attention you wished from him. each pad of his fingers felt addicting like everything happening right now was like the way before. like nothing had happened; like nothing had ended; like nothing had ever torn you two apart.
you saw him smirking when he felt the soft material hanging on your hips and he slid them off with ease. his eyes were focused on you when he let his body slide down along with your underwear. and he left it there, pooled on your legs as he moved back up to tease you, to make everything in you want him.
as if you didn't already.
the crippling embarrassment had invaded your mind when childe slid in his fingers to the soft skin between your thighs, looking straight into the gates of your soul. rich and smooth blue orbs were glinting in lust, never in the idea of love. and that's when he dips in and searches through the sensitive bud of skin protruding in arousal.
"you always look pretty when you want me." childe devilishly grins as the visage of you, eyes closed and left amenable, was exactly as he remembers it before.
you bit down on your lower lip, eyes closing at the immense pleasure sent by his skilled digits finally going in and out of your leaking hole. the rushed movements, ragged breathing, and vehement waves of his deep voice resonating deeply to strum painful chords on your heartstrings—god knows you missed this but you knew how wrong this was.
this was wrong, he shouldn't do this.
the frilly lace that barely covered your dripping cunt laid idly on the floor, your legs trembled when he particularly hit one spot inside. you strained down the moan bound to escape your lips while he left salacious kisses on your exposed neck.
"childe, please, more." you don't want him to stop, it was too addicting. he knew where to exactly touch you, he always fucking knew everything there is to know about you.
you can feel yourself drip down on your thighs and covering his hands with your juices. you gripped down on his lean arms to stop how fast he was thrusting in and out of you but he was enraptured to see your cunt enjoying the attention, he can't help but fuck you more.
"see? you're taking me so good, princess. you're so good at taking me. you always do." you looked down and you saw him going up to the hilt, reaching places none have managed to. you love this, you hate this. you want him to stop but you also want him to continue. why were you so conflicted when it's wrong, this is clearly wrong, the ring says it's wrong.
but no, you wanted him. years, you have longed to feel this affection for years and finally, he's in your arms. how can you let go of him?
"you're drooling badly, is this all for me? did you miss me so much?" like the empyrean life who kissed the earth with color, childe blessed your skin with blue and purple clouds. the vainglorious spirit of this towering male screams on the name he had marked on your body.
that you were always his. that you always belong to him. that no matter how much you try, in the sea full of strangers, it's always him who you look for.
but no, no, no.
it wasn't soon when he perfectly scraped the side to look for the spot that makes you mewled and moaned lasciviously on his arms. the velvety texture of your walls lovingly squeezed on his fingers; you shake in delight, quivered in happiness, trembled along with the submission to love, and shuddered in the intimate warmth he has as your home.
you can never call him home. you shouldn't call this home.
unabated thrust and rut of his slender but thick fingers fill you up, the honey you produce pours out from your lips as it flows in the harmony of your whimpers. the slick and squelching sound your cunt produces was filthy, you felt filthy but anything for him.
bleary-eyed, hands grasping whatever surface it can hold unto, legs twitching when you feel the tight coil in your core about to snap in two, you are near the peak of heaven made by childe himself. this was heaven, yes, it was always like dreaming on cloud nine with him.
he's just a ghost of the past.
you didn't listen to the whispers buzzing in your mind because all you can focus on is the way he deliciously hit on that one spongy spot that was to die for. your eyes beamed in tears, making childe glow in pride.
he's not the ajax that you knew from before.
"you look beautiful when you cum, princess. you're creaming with just my finger then what more to my cock?" he was selfish, insidiously selfish.
but why didn't you stop him when he removes each article of clothing separating his skin from yours?
why didn't you stop him from kissing you with such fervor and longing?
why didn't you stop him from connecting himself to you?
"please, please, please, make me cum." you whispered, head moving up to get him back in kissing you. your hands were held above your head, his grip was so tight you never want it to let go of you.
"yes, princess. just stay still and fuck," and you tightened around him, his expression right above you showed how it always has been. how it should've been but what was your reason for letting him do this?
it was love, a disillusioned love that kept holding back for the ghost of the past.
"let me hold you, please." you begged but what exactly did you beg for? was it to hold him to be yours again or just this physical chemistry happening between you two?
but childe understood it as the latter, letting go of your wrist and encasing your hands inside his. one was on your side and the other was what he kissed adoringly. and then you saw it, a small piece of gold tying him down. a beautiful, gold ring.
where's the other half of the ring?
"fuck, f/n. i love you, i have always loved you." and you cried, seeing the painful expression to cross his features while climaxing inside of you, the tears coming from childe that fell on your cheeks.
the last kiss he gave on your hand and on your lips. the shaking body clutching tightly on your defeated form. the sobs escaping from his lips as you pulled yourself away. you felt empty.
⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁ @scara-meow-che posted : (*´∇`)ﾉ greetings again! i may have lied on the last post and had deleted it now but yes, i'd be updating today fr. i still can't map a consistent schedule around this time because i'm still adjusting on my last term in uni alongside suffering over my thesis but (人´∀`*) i really miss being here so enjoy my new works right after my updates (｡•̀ᴗ-)
also, heads up for those who didn't follow my rules and still choose to engage to my posts and blog (-""-；) you all are really stubborn (๑•̀д•́๑)
「 💭 」 getting chased by scaramouche only to be shoved down the floor to take his cock sounds nice, no?
cw. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, CNC themes, heavy degradation, oral (m), name-calling (the usual), he slaps you with his cock before letting you suck him off.
there was something in the way you requested it from him, knowing full well how he’d reluctantly agree. he isn’t that heartless, finding you as the manifestation of his own weakness. and yes, you are his weakness as he finds himself trapped between the haziness of your eyes, and innocence beaming from your very form but your words contradict the purity he sees in you. and he can’t stop himself from wanting to stain you, to ruin you, and to wreck you as you have requested.
and then it begins.
he would chase you in the empty streets, the night just felt so cold and eerie, and hearing him call you from the distance sends you on edge. sweat drops down on your forehead, skin glistening and eyes shimmering from the fear you’ve felt your heart would burst out of your chest but you held on to whatever strength you have to run for safety.
he would have you as his cute lil’ bunny, just hopping from one spot after another. he’d give you time, observe how you’d act but would always lead you to a hopeless spot. he loves seeing you cave into his plan, indeed like his own pet.
and when scara’s finally caught you, he’d rather take you right on the street but not today. he’d drag you back to his own room, laughing as you struggle in his arms.
“don’t waste your tears over nothing you naive, little, bunny. might as well save them for something more worthy, yeah?”
and soon enough, he’d shove down the floor and lock your face between both his hands, your nose close to brushing on the growing arousal underneath his shorts.
“can you get it hard for me bunny?” even when you protest, he’d still have you cowering in submission, freeing one side of your head to pull out his cock. the tip was flushed, a little bead of white leaking from the tip.
this man isn’t even taller than you but he makes you feel so damn small, especially when he has you on the floor, right where he wants you to be. he was smiling, sadistically, relishing at the fact that your fear was overshadowed by a darker hue on your irises.
as much as you tried resisting it but you’re aroused to the point of wanting this. you swallowed down this fear yet bits of yourself are resisting. he loves it when someone puts up a fight against him and that’s what he’s going to do.
your cheeks were then smeared with the pre-cum that puddled at the head of his dick, fingers roughly twisting themselves on your hair as scara tilts your head up and brushed the tip on your lips. tears continue to shine on your eyes, contrasting the dark glint on his own stormy ones. “come on now, do your thing—huh? you’re crying?”
the vileness of his words had stung deep but upon feeling a harsh slap on your cheeks, your body burned within and your lips let out a small yelp in satisfaction. and he gave you another one, causing you to whimper yet your own body betrayed you at how it shuddered in front of him. “just as i thought, you’re nothing but a slut who gets off to this.”
and with this rushed frenzy drugging up his mind, he would slap you with his cock, just ruining your pretty face more,
and more.
and more.
and more.
every time his hard cock makes its way to your face, the sensation simmering within the pits of your body smolders into large flames throughout your body. you were wet, feeling your arousal pool between your legs and ruining your underwear. shame had clouded your thoughts but scaramouche wouldn’t let that happen.
“my pathetic little bunny, looking so desperate for cock, aren’t you?”
with another harsh tug on your locks, he felt you nod and he smiles. it was unfair how pretty he is in this wicked setting as he had you reeling for more. and you will.
“use your words bunny,” a warning was sent, brushing shivers on your spine. deadly, as if the words ‘no’ would have him doing you no good than the shame he had built up inside your heart.
“i am. i’m nothing but your slut who’s desperate for your cock.”
upon hearing your shaky voice, he pushes the tip of his cock through your lips which left you opening in anticipation. flushed cheeks, watery eyes, thighs rubbing against each other out of desperation, you have waited for this for so long, god, you really are damn pathetic.
you bend your body down and move your head to give his cock a long lick from the base up to the tip, earning a hushed groan from the man who had you under his mercy. and you got greedy, wanting to hear more from his end as you suckle on the head, lapping on the sensitive head as you slowly suck him halfway down your mouth.
“yes, suck me off like the whore that you are.”
a gentle brush on your scalp had soothed the ache on your head but you find the throbbing between your legs a bit unbearable when you can feel every vein on scaramouche’s hard dick. sloppy and messy licks given, hearing him condescendingly coo at your poor state just pushes you to the want, no, need to make him cum.
CW. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, name-calling (pup, puppy, little thing), oral (character receiving), mentions of virginity, abuse of authority, corruption kink
AN. reposted work. gAH the way i was so downbad for yae when i made this. i swear when i saw her at the shrine, i legit almost barked for her <3 still full heart eyes for her.
ignorance is bliss.
that's what they all said to you, eyes softening whenever you peered up with doe-looking ones. your head tilting to the side, lips inquiring about every thought that ran past your head that fast to make your points.
you never once held yourself back from knowing what's more to know. being taught there's nothing wrong in exploring what this world has to offer. an adorable glow of curiosity blooms inside your heart, garnering the image of purity and innocence.
innocence is bliss.
that's what yae miko had thought the moment she saw you at the shrine, paying the chief priestess herself a visit after hearing her help with one of your close relative's dilemma with possession. then came next when a person with high status dared visit the humble home to announce how you were chosen by the great guuji to be one of the new shrine maidens. ah, the way your eyes sparkled when she uttered your name, she can never live down the image of purity in you.
for all things pure in this world can never escape the grudge of corruption. ruination is inevitable but that doesn't matter for—
yae miko wishes to be the one to ruin you herself.
honor, it was truly an honor to work alongside yae in the shrine. all your life, you've always been drawn to the beauty and mystery hidden in the beliefs and customs here in inazuma. your parents had wholeheartedly supported your departure, bidding you with such charms and letters, and the chief priestess smiles at the enthusiasm expressed by your family on the day she set foot in your home.
"ah, our sweet little f/n is finally going to do big things!" said your father where your dear mother adds, "yes, it feels like yesterday when you were our little girl."
the sweet messages had warmed your heart, face flushing as you get showered by almost everyone from the little community there in konda village. the elderly were in awe, waving with such soft smiles on their faces. the ever-curious yet beaming with innocence l/n f/n is finally going to do big things! such luck may bring prosperity to the village and the people can never ask for more!
and that's what you thought, the moment you followed yae through the path to the shrine. hands clutched tight on the small bag you carry as you were told that they are the ones to provide you with clothing. you needn't worry about anything, that's what they assured you, and yet your mind dances on the edges of your interest.
but you stopped yourself, not wanting to interrupt lady yae to her musings. you do not wish to ruin the gentleness in her eyes, looking back at you as she showed you around inside the shrine and led you to your quarters. you do not question why she would lay a hand on your shoulders, leaving a gentle squeeze as she bids you good night for the first night in narukami shrine.
you kept your lips screwed shut and eagerly observed what's bound to happen next yet your eyes would always daringly shimmer in the wonders you kept on absorbing as you follow the head priestess around like a puppy.
yes, you did not once question why she'd always refer to you as a puppy.
"come here, pup," it was yet again one night where she told you to visit her in the privacy of her room. a short whisper in the morning would grow magnitudes of screams inside your head as you let her simple orders affect your daily duties. questions had blossomed in your heart yet as your lungs tried to exhale it all out, your lips would keep themselves shut and you'd fail in expressing every word you dearly wanted to say.
"yes, my lady." an obedient nod and a short answer were all you could give as a way to acknowledge her orders. slowly, you made your way to yae who was clad in a loose white kimono that looked gloriously on her body.
as you reached the ends of her bed, her dainty fingers had beckoned you to go closer, and closer, and closer until you stood beside her bed frame. the gentle candle lights of the room had her skin glowing so beautifully, her pupils dilating and her eyes shining as she looks at you with emotions you aren't sure of.
"would you obey whatever i say, pup?" she asks, her hand making its way up from your stomach and all the way to the middle of your chest. she smiles when she sees you trembling, nodding when she let her finger slide against your breasts.
"m-my lady..." the short break from your voice had aroused yae more than she could ever have imagined before, her lips letting out a satisfied sigh before she rubs small circles on your nipple that peaks through the thin fabric of your shirt. "t-this isn't right..."
you felt conflicted when yae didn't stop flicking and circling the pad of her pointer finger on your nipple, biting down your lips to prevent the prurient and sinful noises you knew you'd been producing. yae watches you in awe, loving how reactive you are to her touches.
"hm? do you think that what i'm doing is... wrong, sweet f/n?"
you slowly shake your head as you can't make up another thought when she now uses two of her fingers to pinch at your sensitive buds, causing a loud squeal from your shaking body.
"ah, where are your manners. everyone at the shrine is already sleeping, f/n." her voice was gentle, so, so gentle you can't keep yourself composed when she easily had you under her control.
your lady yae had always been there to share her thoughts, and her strong opinions on different pressing matters none had ever discussed with you during your time as a normal inazuman. no one had dared cross in shedding you towards the light of knowledge but lady yae had been there to inform you of the things she knew you were fawning over.
but was it really the light you had been longing to know of? or was it this twisted darkness you know you can no longer turn your back from once it had corrupted your sweet and innocent mind?
"i think i ought to teach you a way you can make use of your noisy mouth... would you want to know what it is, you sweet little thing?"
corruption, and addiction. the sweet taste of you being ruined by none other than her own exploitation on your curious and naive mind—she shudders just thinking how she personally has her own obedient puppy.
her question had your mind buzzing in gullible inquisitiveness, the weakness she knew how to take advantage of had you leaning towards her body, slowly moving down to your knees, and patiently waiting for her next command. "yes, my lady. please, tell me."
the desire to know and the thirst to enlighten had glowed in both your eyes.
"very well then," she beams with the dreamy quirk of her lips, lilac orbs dilating as she spreads her legs open and propped herself to have you facing her already glistening sex. you were surprised to see her lady not wearing any undergarments but as soon as her fingers slip down from the middle of her body, the same fingers that had prodded and teased your nipples, made their way down to part her lower lips that came along with a breathy moan.
you never said another word, your eyes were more than enough to express multitudes of the questions you wanted to ask while you gaze at all her glory. she was flushed pink, smooth as your eyes scanned everything you want to know about her lady but never once did you go ahead to satiate the curiosity you've always had. you let yae herself be the one to show you, to inform you, to do what you longed for the people to do for you.
"no one ever had the heart to tell you what there is to know out there, am i right f/n?"
you saw how she rubs the little nub protruding off her sex, that one place you once accidentally touched and felt the jolt of electricity shocking your body. she now answered another of your questions by hearing her softly moan out your name, her finger gliding up and down the same spot before she pushes it deeper inside her cunt.
your eyes had glowed in worry, knowing how you once poked the little hole of your body and the sting had hurt you so much. and yae knew just exactly as what you were thinking off, spreading her legs as wide as she can and lets her whole finger sink and disappear inside of her.
"there's no need for such trepidation to worry your head, f/n. i can also show you how to do this without hurting yourself," she offers with a very calm tone, even when her chest rises up and down and her breathing got a little ragged when she added a second finger. "but first, i have to teach you how you'd use your mouth from now on, okay?"
"yes, my lady."
"good, now, kiss me... here." baffled, you blinked two, three times before you tilt your head to the side and looked at where she was pointing at. she had her free hand resting on the middle of her thighs, clearly indicating where she wanted you to start from.
"don't be shy, i'll always guide you."
you felt so reassured and at that moment, you gained such confidence to let your lips press gentle pecks on her skin, her small little sighs blessing you with such sounds you wanted to hear more. and you never let a patch of her soft and smooth skin left unscathed by your kisses, her hands brushing your hair had to encourage you to leave open-mouthed ones as she had told you to do.
"there, you're so good, f/n. my sweet puppy so eager to listen and obey. now, i want you to start kissing me down.... here," she instructs with her fingers spreading her pussy lips. "then you'd use your tongue to lick me, is that understood?"
and, as obedient as ever, you nodded before moving down to her crotch, continuing to trail down your kisses until you reached the skin of her cunt drenched with her own arousal.
"yes, kiss me right there and lick okay?" yae's voice was soft yet held amounts of control in every syllable she uttered as you started doing what you were told to do. at first, you felt odd to have your mouth pressed down to her sex but seeing yae generously giving you praises was so rewarding on its own.
she would constantly hum, her teeth would sink on her lips to keep in the whimpers she was bound to let go of once you began licking on her clit. just as you've seen earlier, she had used a fair amount of time rubbing it, swirling her fingers at a torturously slow pace.
and that's what you did, you used your tongue to mimic what she did earlier. and when you'd look up, you are given the view of your lady with her eyes closed, her fox ears twitching delightedly, an enticing smile on her face. as you dap and slurp on her clit, you can taste how sweet she is and that fuels more of the insatiable appetite this desire to see more reactions from your lady.
"i-i never knew you'd be so g-good at this, f/n. hnngg... there, just like that." yae snakes her hand towards your well-kept hair, the smooth ends are now tangled between her fingers as she pushed you deeper between her legs. your hands had instinctively gone to grab a hold of her thighs as she had both her legs squeezing your head went your tongue had scraped so lightly on her puckering and dripping hole.
"want you to put your tongue inside of me, can you do that?"
the urgency in her voice and the way she peered down at you was addicting, dominating your sense of logic as it frayed away into nothing but complete obedience as a way of showing such gratitude to your lady.
with a brief nod of your head, you started to poke out your tongue and let it enter the entrance to her cunt. so sweet, she both taste and smell so sweet while your nose brushes so roughly on her clit when yae had gripped on your hair and let her maneuvered your head to thrusting up and down her needy cunt.
"do you know now, f/n? starting from today, you're about to learn a lot of things from me. i will teach you everything you need to learn while you are under my care, okay?"
as close as you were getting lost inside her cunt, yae had pulled your from your hair and waited for your reply. and there it was, the look you always give when you get the answers to your question, the look she grew fond of and addicted to seeing.
doe eyes shimmering in interest, lips grinning but glows faintly from the juices covering your skin, chest going up and down from how breathless you were at that moment. the start of corruption, all thanks to her.
she would use everything of her power just to see you look at her like that even when it means to defile what innocence was left unsullied by those around you. she would have the utmost pleasure to be the only person that has corrupted the angel they once thought to be.
oh, she won't let anyone take your purity. she won't allow anyone to hold such power over you.
"my sweet little thing, i am looking forward to all the time we're bound to share with one another."
