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is this the ORIGINAL?!???
the worst part of trying to write is inspiration comes when you literally cannot use it, and that should be illegal
Visitng your doctor gone absolutely right….
Luuk Herssen accidentally discovers a specific aphrodisiac pollen, and you just happen to visit him when it hits….
warnings: p-in-v, anal, NSFW, author uses the word “pussy” for a ftm y/n
Word count: 1.2k
You groan as you leave your dorm room and head to doctor Herssens’ private office. You can’t really complain though, since they gave you HRT for free just for living here.
The most annoying part of getting your hormones the last couple weeks has to be the time you can go get it. For some reason, Dr. Herssen is only free in the dead of night to give them to you. If you weren’t used to late night studying by now at Rabelle College, you honestly thought the late nights would’ve been worse.
Ah, well. At least you get to see the hot doctor.
You take a deep breath as you knock onto the doctors’ door, trying very hard to keep your composure. Of course the only doctor who could give the hormones you needed was the extremely attractive one who made your stomach tie into little knots every time you saw him.
it’s simple, you say to yourself. Go in, get the injection, and go home. What could go wrong?
Oh, if only you knew….
Your stomach backflips as the doctor lets you in. He’s hovering over his desk, clearly trying to keep himself composed.
“Are you alright?”
“Ah, yes.” He groans as he turns to face you, “One of my experiments left some pollen on me it seems. Nothing to worry about.”
Even with a concerning look on his face, the doctor is still as attractive as ever. You and some of your friends have all mentioned how hot he is at some point. You yourself had even said if he tried to start something during these injections that honestly, you’d probably let him.
You nod and walk into the room, waiting on the nearby chair as he fidgets with some things on his desk before finally grabbing the injection and waiting behind you.
The injection takes seconds. You don’t think you could handle it if Dr. Herssen had to see the top of your ass hanging out for more than a few seconds.
You pull your pants up and turn to leave.
Thump! You bump directly into the doctor.
“Can I help you with something?”
“Actually, maybe.” He smirks. “The pollen that hit me is an aphrodisiac. Perhaps you could help me alleviate its effects? I know you’re quite interested in me.”
“Well- I..”
“It’s alright Y/N. I know the things you’ve said about me. Word spreads around here.” He looks at your reddening face as he speaks. “Or perhaps we could forget this ever happened and get you a different doctor?”
“I’d love to help.” You find yourself saying.
“Wonderful. Oh, and please, just call me Luuk.”
Within minutes, Luuk has you half naked on the couch in his room, and your thighs covered in little bite marks.
“Do you- ah- have to bite me?”
Luuk smiles at your whines. “Need to? No, but we both enjoy it, don’t we?” He puts a finger to your folds as he speaks and you blush. You’re so wet he manages to easily slip two fingers in and draw a whine out from you.
He thrusts his fingers in and out of you, even using his thumb to rub circles on your clit to prep you. You whine and squirm so he uses his free arm to hold you down.
When he thinks you're ready for him, he gently removes his fingers with a pop, and lays behind you on the couch, his breathing heavy and loud in your ear.
“Do you have a condom?” You ask while lifting your leg for him.
“Don’t need one, I’m infertile.” Luuk says as he hastily unbuckles his pants, whips out his cock, and pushes himself gently inside you.
You both moan as he manages to bottom out, his tip stopping just above your cervix. You aren’t even allowed a few seconds to enjoy it before the pollen seemingly takes over. Luuk grabs your leg away from you and holds it as fucks into you like he’s lost his mind. He buries his face in your neck and wraps his free arm around your waist.
“Ah- you take me so well.” He says right into your ear as you moan. “And you look so handsome doing it.”
Before long, Luuk pulls out and puts you on your back. He uses the couch arm to steady himself as he re-enters and continues his frantic pace.
The pace, along with the words he’s saying, have you coming undone.
You groan and claw at Luuk’s back as you cum, whining his name.
Luuk ends up cumming right after you. You assume he would stop and give you a second but he doesn’t. The pollen clearly is at its peak.
It’s also good he can’t impregnate you.
In a moment of clarity, Luuk pulls you up and on top of him to give you a break from his thrusts.
Thank goodness.
You take advantage of it, moving slowly until the overstimulation from earlier wears off.
“Y/N, please, just move faster, I can’t stand it. Fuck.”
You finally oblige and Luuk pulls you closer. He buries his face in your skin as you move.
“You feel.. so good…”
Time becomes a blur again as you somehow end up bent over the couch arm with Luuk’s hands in your hair and your ass in the air.
So much for avoiding him seeing it.
You’ve cum again by this point, but luuk has cum three more times. It’s like the pollen just has him constantly able to produce cum.
Luuk is babbling now. Obviously he can barely control himself. He pulls the both of you onto the couch again, this time your back is to his. He lifts your legs gently and picks his pace back up. The stimulation is almost too much, but you manage to hold on.
“Hnngh- oh my god.” He says as he cums again. You look down to see his shimmering cum leaking out of you, finally.
He groans as he notices the sight. “Hmm, you’re full.” He pulls you up and off of him, and you sigh in relief. “We could do anal?”
You groan and turn to stare at him. His cock is nice and long, but that's not the point. “You still aren’t done?”
Luuk shakes his head. “The pollen is strong. I could easily cum four more times.”
You stare at him. His breath is ragged. He looks really good, despite his worn out state.
“Can I be on my back again at least?”
Somehow, Luuk’s cum is so lubricating that you don’t even need actual lube.
You kind of enjoy him using you as a toy essentially, but you wish there was more to it.
Hopefully there’s a next time.
Eventually, you end up with your feet by your ears. You can see Luuk’s cum dripping out of you. Honestly, the sight is kinda hot.
Luuk notices too and cums from the sight. “Hnng- look at you- so full of me. Makes you look even more handsome, don’t you think?”
You blush. The feeling of Luuk’s cum inside both your holes is enough to make you cum again on its own.
“Hah- you’re just as into it as I am, aren’t you? Yeah, you could watch me fill you up for hours.” Luuk babbles again, losing himself to the pollen.
He goes on like that for a bit, thrusting and babbling nonsense before finally cumming one last time. This time is different though, it lasts a good minute, and you can feel it dribble out of you.
“Finally.” Luuk says as he wipes sweat from his forehead, “Perhaps we should do this again tomorrow night?”
A/N: lowkey want to write a sequel where they have sex without the pollen ya know?
A/N 2: also i wrote this in like thirty minutes cause i like luuk LMAOOOO
What if you and your best friend professed your love for each other? After he'd turned into a monster?
tags: damianas, smut, nsfw, p in v, best friends to lovers, almost monster fucking
word count: 2.7k
You’d known your best friend your whole life. You’d grown up as neighbors, inseparable even after graduating high school. You even went to colleges a little under an hour away from each other!
You’d always secretly found your best friend attractive, but you’d never said anything out of fear of ruining the relationship. His dark hair, dark eyes, ugh. The way he laughed, the way he made you laugh.
So, since you never told him your feelings, you got to watch as he flirted with men and women around you!
It was a terrible time. Since you’re his best friend, he trusts you with all the juicy details; who they are, where they went together, whether or not they had sex.
Oh how you wished it was you having sex with him. You had seen him naked on accident plenty of times, both your faces turning red each time, but you’d never slept together. It sucked. You had to resort to sneaky glances, staring at his dick outlined in gray sweatpants. Or going back to old instagram photos. He’d post a lot of shirtless selfies on instagram so the options were pretty extensive. So many nights ended with your hands between your legs and your lips moaning his name. If he ever found out, you thought you’d die of embarrassment.
For years this continued. Everything was perfectly normal.
Until the curse hit.
That’s right! You were unlucky enough to be born in a world where curses and monsters exist. Don’t worry, they’re a normal part of society by now, so your best friend will still be treated the exact same. He’ll just look a little different.
When you see him for the first time post-transformation, you’re surprised at how he’s somehow gotten even hotter. Now he has two cute horns atop his head and a tail. The horns are small and black, with a little curl to them. Those didn’t pique your interest though. No. Your main focus is the tail. Swinging from behind him, it could easily wrap around his own waist twice. The end is a triangular shape, but not super pointy.
“Oh my god, Chris, you look so different! The horns suit you!”
Chris’ eyes light up. “Haha yeah, but I prefer the tail.” It trails against your leg. “I mean, look at it. It’s helped me pull so many people at the bar. You would not believe the amount of people who are into tails.” He smirks.
You roll your eyes. “Really. You get a curse and instead of, oh I dunno, finding a job with it, you use it to fuck people? Seriously?”
Chris just laughs.
Life goes on for a while after that. You hang out with Chris, see more photos of him shirtless, hear about his sex-capades, and grow increasingly more frustrated about the whole situation. You tried sleeping with and dating other people but it didn’t seem to help. At one point you even dated someone with a tail to see what they were on about, but they weren’t great in bed. They could never use it in a good way to get you off. It was basically a glorified dildo after a while.
Eventually you realize you can’t keep it to yourself anymore. You have to tell Chris your feelings for him. It takes a while to find the right time, of course. However, when he invites you for the monthly movie night, you know you have no real excuse not to tell him.
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You arrive at Chris’ house. He’s clearly lit a candle somewhere because it smells like vanilla. He knows you love the scent. Gosh he’s so considerate. Ugh.
You walk into his house with a huge knot in your stomach. Thankfully he doesn’t seem to notice.
“Hey, you! Come on in!” He smiles. “I have a brand new collection of crappy monster movies for you!”
If he rejects you, you’re gonna miss that smile.
“I’m so ready!” You try to smile back but it’s poor. Chris visibly notices but doesn’t say anything.
You walk over to the couch and sit down. Chris sits next to you and pulls up a bowl of popcorn off the table and starts the movie. You don't really pay attention to the movie. All you can think about is confessing your feelings to Chris.
What if it ruins everything? What if he ends the friendship? Or worse, what if he thinks you're just saying it because he’s part monster now with the curse? What if-
“Hey.” Chris’ voice snaps you out of it. “What’s going on? Normally you’d be shitting all over this movie. You okay?”
You take a deep breath. “Listen, can we talk about something?”
Chris puts his bowl down and stares at you. “Sure, what’s up? Are you okay?”
You swallow, thinking your words over carefully. How do you even explain this to him? Potentially pour twenty-five years worth of friendship down the drain?
“Hey, you know you can tell me anything.” Chris smiles at you, clearly starting to get a little nervous.
You smile awkwardly. “Hey, don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, um, I mean it could be if you don’t like the news, but that’s-”
“Y/N.”
“I’m in love with you.”
Chris pauses. “What?”
You blink, waiting to see his reaction. Hopefully it’s not angry, or disgusted, or- is he laughing?
You look at his face and sure enough, he’s laughing. Oh gods. Why is he laughing? Is it that bad?
“Uh. Why are you laughing? Is it that awful…?”
Chris stuns you by laughing even harder.
You start panicking a little. You can’t tell if he’s laughing in disgust or not, but he’s laughing too hard to tell you, so you just wait in fear.
It only takes ten seconds for Chris to calm down, but it’s the worst ten seconds of your life. When he finally does speak, his words surprise you.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh, it just surprised me, cause, well-” He giggles again, “I feel the exact same.”
You take a deep breath and just stare at him in disbelief for a second. He stares right back, stifling giggles the whole time.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, Y/N, I am dead serious.”
“Then quit laughing!”
“I'm sorry, it's just really funny! I’ve just been wondering if you felt the same for years, and assumed I had missed any shot I had with you.”
You glare at him. Chris just laughs and pulls you onto his laugh so that you’re face to face.
“You’re really cute when you’re mad.” His voice drops to a whisper, now dead serious. You blush feeling his hands wrap around you. Gently pulling you closer. “I’m sorry for laughing.”
You look anywhere but his face. At his horns, behind him, literally anywhere so your nerves don’t get the best of you.
Chris makes you look at him by putting his thumb under your chin and pulling you towards him. He just stares into your eyes, letting you decide what to do.
So, you kiss him. He wraps his arm back around you and pulls you in as tight as he can, kissing you back. You run your fingers through his hair and over his horns. Chris lets out a little moan when you touch his horns.
“Are they sensitive?”
Chris blushes and nods. “Keep touching ‘em though, I don’t mind.”
He leans in and kisses your neck while you touch his horns. They’re smooth. You stroke them, play with them a little. You can feel Chris’ bulge growing beneath your legs. Are you really going to do this? Are you really going to sleep with your best friend who you’ve wanted for years? It almost feels like a dream.
The more you play with the horns, the more fervent Chris grows. His breath gets louder and more labored every second. Finally, he stops you by pinning your hands behind your back.
“Give me a second.” He groans into your neck. Chris uses one hand to hold both of yours behind your back while the other trails up your shirt. He unclasps your bra and starts gently teasing your nipples, all the while gently nipping and kissing your neck.
You feel yourself getting wetter. You struggle a little bit trying to get him to let you go.
“Chris, please-”
“You’re fine.” He whispers directly into your ear.
You’re stunned. Chris has never been so commanding with you. Usually he just lets you get away with whatever joke or prank you’re trying to pull on him. This commanding side of him…
…It's really hot.
Suddenly you feel something brush against your leg. It’s his tail. You know exactly where this is heading. It snakes up your leg and starts rubbing against you on the outside of your shorts.
Chris is still palming at your nipples but he stops kissing your neck to look you in the eyes.He just watches you. Watches as your face grows redder from his touch, as moans start to spill from your lips at the stimulation.
He moves his tail out of the way and reaches a finger underneath your shorts. You hiss at the contact.
“I can’t believe you’re already this wet for me, Y/N.” Chris smirks as he trails a finger gently up and down your pussy. “How long have you been wanting this?”
You roll your eyes, not in the mood for games. “Seriously? Can’t you tease me some other time?”
Chris just laughs. “Been a while, yeah?”
“Shut up.”
He laughs again and pulls his finger out, which is honestly worse. You feel his tail back on your thigh, up your shorts, and finally inside you. You gasp. The triangle shaped tip hit all the right spots going in. You’re hoping he goes in more but he doesn’t. He doesn’t even move it.
Instead of letting you get used to the feeling of his tail inside you, he takes his free hand and starts rubbing slow gentle circles on your clit. Chris does this until you’re borderline begging for more, and barely anything is even happening to you. When you’re finally a mess, Chris removes his tail and stops touching you. Then he frees your hands from behind you and lifts them above your head. Before you can react, he roughly takes your bra and shirt off.
“You could’ve asked me nicely.”
“Yeah but this is more fun.”
Chris takes off his own shirt and you can’t help but stare. He looks so good. He also takes this opportunity to shove his tail back in your pussy without warning. You gasp and brace yourself on his arm.
“Oh god, Chris, please.”
“You’re so needy.” Chris says before taking one of your nipples in his mouth and gently sucking on it while palming the other with his hand.
You move one arm from his arm to the couch, and to be mean, wrap your free hand around his neck and reach back around and gently stroke one of his horns.
Chris flinches at the touch. “Fine.” He says into your chest, clearly annoyed, “Be a brat. See what happens.”
You laugh. Chris isn’t really mean or anything, so you’re fine.
Or so you thought.
His tail starts moving until it essentially bottoms you out. Then it withdraws completely and plunges right back in. You grip the couch harder, using both hands this time. You can practically feel Chris smirking against your skin.
“Chris,” You whimper as he bottoms out again, “It’s great, but, I-I need you.”
Chris doesn’t stop. He doesn’t seem to care how much you whine or plead, he just keeps going. He keeps going until you’re a mess and his thighs are getting wet from how much you’re dripping onto him.
At some point he stopped touching you and is just watching. Looking at how red your face gets as he thrusts his tail in and out. For as thin as it is, it somehow manages to hit all the right spots.
This is all you’ve wanted for years, and boy is it worth the wait.
Chris runs his fingers over your skin, feeling every little inch he can reach as his tail makes you come undone. His fingers trace your spine, behind your neck, before finally they grip under your chin and force you to make eye contact. He can tell you’re close and he wants to see it on your face.
“Come on, cum for me.” Chris says as you have an orgasm. “That’s it, good girl.” He helps you through it, using his tail until he can feel that it’s over.
Jesus, he’s good. You’re shaking from how powerful the release was, and he can tell.
He pulls his tail out with a small pop sound. It’s wet and covered in your cum. He just smirks and shakes his head. “Jeez, Y/N I would’ve done this years ago if I knew you’d become this much of a mess for me.
Chris doesn’t let you collect yourself for long before he unbuttons his pants and pulls out his cock. “Are you ready for round two?” He smirks as he pulls your shorts to the side again. You nod, barely able to talk, but Chris understands. He can tell just how needy you are for it. How it’s been so long since you’ve had any good sex.
You look down to see what he’s working with. Sure, you’ve seen it a few times by accident but it’s never been hard.
It’s long. Definitely thick, not excessively, but still. Just thick enough you’re glad his tail loosened you up and that your shorts are loose.
Chris doesn’t really hesitate before moving you forward and slowly pushing into you. The stretch isn’t bad, and it feels amazing. You both let out whimpers, yours being louder since you’re still sensitive.
“Fuck, you feel amazing.” He groans as he bottoms out, “I could get used to this.”
So could you. He’s filling you up so much you’re surprised he isn't hitting your cervix.
“Do me a favor, Y/N. Be a good girl and just take it okay?”
You don’t even get time to respond before Chris is rutting into you so hard you almost fall over. You thought your first time with him would be gentle and sweet, but he’s fucking into you like he’s never had sex in his life. It’s fast and hard. You thought he’d wanna savor it, but no, there’s time for that later. Right now he needs you. Well, needs to cum in you that is.
“Wait- hold on- ah- what if I end up-”
‘Pregnant?’ Chris breathes, not slowing down at all, “You’re on birth control, the implant, I remember. But if you somehow get pregnant- fuck, you feel so good, hnng- I will raise the kid with you. With the way your pussy feels, fuck, that’s a risk I’m willing to take. Now, I love you, but, shut up, please.” He groans and wraps his arms around you, buries his head in your neck, and keeps going.
You don’t object. You know that if he got you pregnant he’d help you out. Besides, the risk is kinda hot. You’re just glad he vocalized it out loud that he’d help. Ugh. He’s gonna be so good to you.
Chris comes undone himself pretty soon; heavy breathing, his tail twitching and flicking around, and his moans becoming louder and louder. As he gets closer, he takes his tail and rubs its triangular tip over your clit. Now it’s your turn to become undone again.
His thrusts are becoming more and more ragged with no real rhythm, and you’re close to exploding too. With one final thrust, you cum at the same time. Chris twitches as he cums, filling you up inside. You gasp at the feeling. It’s warm and hot and most importantly, it’s his.
Chris looks up at you as he finishes and plants a small kiss on your cheek. “See Y/N? Nothing to be worried about. We’re gonna be fine.”
Breathing still heavy, heart still reeling from everything, you collapse into Chris’ arms as he embraces you, pleased with how it all turned out.
Imagine working on emails in your private office while cockwarming your sub. He whimpers and whines at you, upset that you won't let him move or touch you.
But hey, he earned it, mouthing off to you.
You love how he looks like this, barely able to contain himself and having to restrain his own hands behind his back so he doesn't touch you.
You move around occasionally, smiling as he whimpers your name, pet name, any name he calls you. His deep breaths are like music to your ears.
You almost feel bad for doing this to him.
He hates not being able to touch you. He always has his hands on you in some way, and you can tell it's almost physically painful for him.
The second you stand up a little and tell him he can get it over with, he is wrapping his arms around you and thrusting like he's losing his mind.
He makes a few whimpers into your neck and grabs onto you like his life depends on it, grabbing gently at your chest and holding onto you ferally before cumming almost immediately, letting out a defeated moan as he cums inside you.
You smile as his cum drips down your leg.
"Have you learned your lesson yet?"
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Yanfei and Hu Tao confess their feelings for one another...
shoutout to my beta readers Soggy and Oatcake!
Hu Tao had always found Yanfei attractive. Every time she asked Hu Tao to be a consultant in any of her cases, the tension between them was palpable.
Except “Consultant” wasn’t even really the correct word. The truth was, they were just using these “consultations” as an excuse to hang out and flirt without any strings attached. For about six months it worked, and they were able to be around each other without any issues.
Then Yanfei had enough and asked Hu Tao to hang out at her place. Alone. At night. Apparently she had some stuff to talk to Hu Tao about.
Both the waiting and the not knowing was the worst part. They had to wait a week since Yanfei was busy finishing up some cases, so Hu Tao had plenty of time to sit and drive herself crazy about it.
What if she tells me she hates me? What if I did something weird and she wants me to stop talking to her? What if- Hu Tao takes a deep breath. If she kept going on with these crazy thoughts, she’d never make it long enough to find out if her fears were even right.
The night finally arrives, and Hu Tao managed to not drive herself insane in the meantime. She headed over to Yanfei’s, a knot growing larger in her stomach with every step. She hesitates to knock on Yanfei’s door, her heart pounding so loud she thought it might jump out of her chest.
“Hey you’re here!” Yanfei exclaimed as she abruptly opened the door, “I saw you pass by the window! Come on in!” Hu Tao walked in, wondering if Yanfei could hear her heartbeat. Hopefully not.
Hu Tao followed Yanfei into her house. It was cozy, not heavily furnished and smells like… a vanilla candle? Hu Tao is a tad surprised to see a few candles lit, but doesn’t say anything. Surely it means nothing.
Yanfei lead her in and gestures to the couch and little coffee table. “Sit down!” She says as she headed off towards her kitchen, “I baked some cookies a bit ago! You sit down while I go get them.” She takes a visible deep breath as she heads towards the kitchen.
Is something wrong? Is she okay? Hu Tao thinks to herself as she waits for Yanfei to return.
Yanfei is only gone for less than a minute, but with how Hu Tao’s heart is pounding, It felt like ten had passed. She set the cookies down on the little table in front of them, and sat down next to Hu Tao.
Yanfei wrung her hands together as she sat, clearly nervous about something, which once again made Hu Tao nervous. Yanfei senses Hu Tao’s nervousness and rushed to reassure her.
She grabbed Hu Tao’s hands in a moment of panic. “N-no, it’s okay, I promise! I just had a question, that's all! I would’ve asked earlier but I had all these appointments so I planned to ask tonight. I’m really sorry I made you worry.”
Hu Tao stared at her hands in Yanfei’s. Yanfei’s hands were warm and comforting. Hu Tao felt her face go red. She couldn’t even really process what Yanfei was saying to her, let alone form a response.
“Um, uh, uh-huh.” Was all Hu Tao was able to say. Yanfei smiled in response. Hu Tao clears her throat. “So, what did you wanna ask me?”
Yanfei looked away and gripped Hu Tao’s hands just a little tighter. She took a deep breath. "I have feelings for you. The romantic kind.”
Hu Tao was a bit taken aback. She hadn’t really expected Yanfei to confess any feelings for her. Well, she’d hoped it would happen, but didn’t really think it would. “I feel the same.” She manages to get out.
Yanfei’s eyes widened excitedly at her response. “Thank goodness! Cause I’ve been wanting to ask for a while now. I had a whole plan to make it all cutesy, but I panicked and was only able to make those cookies.”
Hu Tao smiled. “What was your plan?”
Yanfei’s face somehow managed to get more red. “Ah, well, I was gonna make dinner and ask you to spend the night, and I even found this cute lingerie, but I didn’t want to come on too strong, so I settled for cookies.”
“Lingerie, huh?” Hu Tao teased, enjoying how Yanfei squirmed nervously in her seat.
“Go put it on for me, pretty girl. I wanna see you in it.”
“Are you sure?”
Hu Tao nodded. Yanfei let go of her hands and slipped off to go put it on. The second she was out of frame, Hu Tao let herself breathe. How is this happening? She'd stared at the ceiling as she waited for Yanfei to emerge from her room. Hu Tao whipped her head around the second she heard the door opening.
Yanfei looked stunning in a little red lingerie dress. It was short, and showed off her curves and cleavage.
“You like it?” Yanfei asked as she gently sat on Hu Tao’s lap. “I really wasn’t sure what to get.”
“You look great.” Hu Tao said as she pulled Yanfei in to kiss her.
They sat there on that couch for a while, kissing and touching each other, and eventually ended up laying on one another, with Hu Tao somehow on top of Yanfei.
Yanfei slowly started to shimmy out of her dress and underwear. She threw it on the floor as Hu Tao planted kisses all along her body.
Hu Tao gently sucked at one of Yanfei's nipples as her hands wandered down between her legs. Yanfei moans at the touch, and spread her legs in a clear anticipation. Hu Tao’s fingers wandered around between Yanfei’s legs. She came close to her pussy, but never actually touched it, enjoying the little whines that escaped Yanfei's mouth.
“Please.” Yanfei whispered. “Stop teasing me.”
Hu Tao stopped suckling on Yanfei’s nipple to lean in and plant kisses on her neck, while her fingers gently started tapping on her clit a few times before she finally plunged two fingers into her and elicited a surprised gasp from her.
Hu Tao moved her fingers in and out of Yanfei. She barely gave her any time to think as her fingers moved in and out. When she thought Yanfei couldn't take it anymore, she removed her fingers and used that hand to gently palm at Yanfei’s chest.
“Oh come on.” Yanfei whined. “I was just starting to get there.”
“You’ll be okay.” Hu Tao said as she sat up and took off her own clothes. Once they were off, she threw them on the ground and placed her face in between Yanfei’s legs and started to lick at her. Yanfei reached down and grabbed Hu Tao’s hair between her fingers. Any time Hu Tao did something Yanfei really enjoyed, the grip on her hair would tighten.
The noises Yanfei made really got Hu Tao going. She reached one hand between her own legs and started rubbing her own clit, while using her free hand to balance herself.
It didn’t take long for both of them to reach a breaking point. The pent up tension they had was really pushing everything along.
They managed to cum at the same time, Hu Tao from her own fingers, and Yanfei from Hu Tao sucking on her clit with intensity. As she came, Yanfei gripped Hu Tao’s hair as tight as she could, but Hu Tao didn’t give up. It actually seemed to make her suck and lick even more intensely at her clit until Yanfei finally finished, and kept going until she came down from her high.
Yanfei finally loosened her grip on Hu Tao’s hair as she came down. Both girls were panting from the release of tension and decided to just lay there and cuddle, talking in each other's arms for a while as they calmed down.
Well, that’s what the plan was at least. Instead, they fell asleep in each others arms, cookies long forgotten, words barely even able to be spoken, with candles gently flickering in the background.
Im not dead i got a job. these guys got me working THIRTEEN days in a row help me
theres nothing bette rthan when people read your work and like it. had someone read a foc i wrote on a stream and loved it and i feel so nice and happy, my ego is boosted, my skin BTTER be clear lol
Katheryne's weird day
words: 1.5k
Poor Katheryne is having a weird day...
As a puppet, Nod-Krai’s Katheryne assumes she has the same thoughts and opinions as her regional counterparts. She isn’t aware she is the only puppet who has thoughts and opinions of her own. Every other Katheryne follows a script and receives orders from Sandrone. She doesn’t realize how special she is compared to the others.
“Hello,” A smooth voice interrupts Katheryne’s thoughts, “I brought these for you.”
Katheryne looks up to see a ginger-haired man holding a bouquet of cecilia flowers and some chocolate in a heart shaped box. It’s.. Childe of the Fatui? Why is he in Nod-Krai? And why does he have flowers for her?
“Um, hello there! I’m sorry? Did you say these were for me?” She hesitates to take the flowers as she knows what the Fatui are capable of, but it can’t be that terrible, “Th-Thank you.” Stammering, she takes the flowers from Childe’s outstretched hand, “What’s the occasion though?”
Childe’s face turns bright red. “Haha, I saw them and they reminded me of you! Yeah, that’s all!” He runs his fingers through his hair and looks away.
“Anyway, I’ve gotta run, enjoy the flowers and chocolate!” He takes off without looking back at Katheryne.
Okay, Katheryne thinks to herself, That was unusual. Maybe he was playing a prank on me? Or was it some sort of message to Sandrone? Weird.
A few hours pass without anything really happening, just some adventurers here and there looking for directions.
“Hey, Katheryne!” Flins waves as he approaches Katheryne’s counter, “How are you?”
Flins has been regularly visiting Katheryne at her counter for a couple weeks now, always complimenting her and bringing gifts, clearly unaware that she’s a puppet.
“Hello Flins, I’m having a good day. Did you need something?”
“Ah I just wanted to catch up- What’re those?” He points to the flowers and chocolate that Childe brought, now put in a vase and sat behind Katheryne.
“Oh! They were a gift!” Katheryne answers, wondering why he even cares about some silly flowers.
Flins' eyes narrow. “They weren’t a gift from a man by the name of Childe were they? The short guy with red hair?” His voice is dripping with distaste.
“Um, yes it was, why?” Katheryne once again questions internally why Flins cares so much about some flowers.
“I see. Have a nice day Katheryne.” Flins storms off. Katheryne can hear him muttering under his breath, something about a “Stupid Fatui”, as well as some very rude curse words, and some insults about his looks.
That was weird… What is going on…
Katheryne shakes her head and tries not to think of how weird the day is already. The sun's barely been in the sky and already too much has occurred for her liking.
An hour later, when Katheryne turns to get some papers for a new adventurer wanting to join the guild, she notices the flowers and vase are gone.
That’s weird. She gives the adventurer his papers and searches the counter behind her. They were right behind me. Where could they possibly have gone? Katheryne searches the shelves. Maybe I moved it? She looks anywhere and everywhere she may have put it, but there's no sign of either the flowers or the vase.The only thing left is the blank spot where the vase and flowers used to be.
Katheryne sighs. She had thought this day couldn’t get any weirder.
As morning turns into noon, Katheryne starts getting an unpleasant feeling. A feeling that someone is watching her from behind, yet every time she turns around, all she notices are the eerie shadows behind the counter.
I’m going crazy. She sighs to herself, It’s probably Sandrone or something messing with my hardware. You’re just having a weird day.
Katheryne takes a breath to calm herself, very unaware that she is being approached.
“Excuse me!” Childe exclaims, “Where are the flowers I gave you?’
Katheryne sighs and explains that she doesn’t know. How they were right behind her and now they are gone.
Childe crosses his arms. “You sure you didn’t just throw them away?”
“Ah, no, I would never throw away such a gift!” Katheryne waves her arms in front of her face, silently pleading that Childe understands. “They were beautiful!”
Childe’s demeanor and face become quite pleasant again, despite a small twitch in his eye. “Good, I picked them especially for you! As much as I’d love to chat, I have some matters to attend to!” Without letting Katheryne speak a word in response, Childe walks away, the twitch in his eye growing worse as he heads off.
The second he’s gone, Katheryne just about collapses.
Why is this guy so obsessed with me? Why is Flins also kind of obsessed with me? What is going on? Where did my flowers go?
This Katheryne made most of her own choices, and she was currently pondering every one that led to this moment.
An hour passes. Then two. Katheryne hopes this day ends quickly with nothing else happening.
Crash! Bang!
Katheryne groans the second she hears the crash. She looks to her right and sees smoke. Apparently something crashed into a building and destroyed it,
Under normal circumstances, Katheryne wouldn’t leave the counter and would let the people of Nod-Krai handle it themselves. Yet with how today has been going, she has a weird feeling that if she doesn’t go, something worse will happen…
She leaves the counter and rushes over to where the smoke is billowing to find Childe and Flins fighting and yelling.
Clash! Clang! Flins’ spear and Childe’s hydro swords thrash against one another in a furious battle about.. Something. Katheryne can’t quite hear everything they’re saying as they fight, but she catches a few things every time they come close to her.
“She doesn’t want you! She doesn’t even know you!” Flins yells as he throws a spear at Childe.
“At least I don’t live in a graveyard!” Childe smirks back as he dodges, clearly enjoying the fight.
Katheryne sighs. Of course it’s a woman. Why is it always a woman?
The two men also, oddly, seem to be enjoying their fight. Katheryne wants to crawl in a hole as they destroy another building. All of this destruction over a woman.
Before Katheryne has a chance to run out and stop them, both Childe and Flins are hit with a laser, throwing them back and stopping the destruction.
“Are you kidding me Childe?” Sandrone yells as she strolls over to Childe, a ruin guard right behind her. “I said you could stay in Nod-Krai to talk to some woman, not so you could destroy half the town! I don’t think giving someone flowers and chocolate requires the destruction of a whole building!” She angrily points to the building that was destroyed. “Do you see what you’ve done? You are insane!”
Flowers and chocolate? Oh. Oh no. Dread creeps into Katheryne’s body as she realizes that they’re fighting over her. She freezes in place, unsure what to do with this information.
“Who even is this woman?” Sandrone exclaims as Flins gets up and walks back over towards Childe, causing the ruin guard to step forward as a non-verbal threat.
“Well, you know.” Childe says as he holds up his hands defensively, “The pretty lady at the Adventurer’s guild counter, she’s-”
“She’s my puppet Childe! You’re destroying buildings over a puppet?”
“She’s a puppet?”
Both Childe and Flins are stunned. Flins drops his weapon in shock, and Childe lets his hands fall to his side.
“Yes, she’s a puppet! How did you not know this? There’s a Katheryne in every region!”
“I thought she was the one the puppets were based on!” Childe says.
“She’s a puppet…” Flins mutters in shock. “Just a puppet…?”
Sandrone laughs. She laughs so hard that tears well up in the corner of her eyes.
“You guys are idiots.” She giggles, “Yes, Katheryne of Nod-Krai is a puppet. She is my most advanced puppet, and can feel fear, but she- hahaha- she can’t feel romance.”
Sandrone wipes the small tears from her eyes and takes a deep breath. She manages to keep her composure until she spots Katheryne frozen in fear and bursts into laughter again.
Childe and Flins turn to see what Sandrone is laughing at and their eyes widen in horror.
Katheryne blushes and looks at the ground.
“I can’t believe you're just a puppet..” Flins quietly says in disbelief.
“Hey now, it’s okay.” Childe walks over to comfort Flins, “You didn’t know. I didn’t know either. At least we got some good sparring in, yeah?”
Flins gives Childe a small smile. “Yeah, you aren’t a bad fighter.”
“Neither are you!” Childe puts his arm around Flins shoulders. “Why don’t we go somewhere else and talk about all this, yeah?” He leads Flins away from the destruction, clearly eager to get away from the annoyed Sandrone. “Let's put all this behind us and pretend it never happened.”
Flins nods solemnly, grabs his spear off the ground, and walks away with Childe, listening to the ginger-haired man talk about spear techniques and fighting styles.
Sandrone sees them walking away and starts yelling at them, telling them they have to fix the wreckage they caused.
Katheryne lets out a long sigh and heads back to her counter. She lays her head down on the counter and wishes the day was over. What a weird day…
Time and Time again
What if Wriothesley was sent back in time and fell in love?
Words: 5.1k
Tags: Genshin impact, Wriothesley x Yae Miko, Angst, time travel, lovers to enemies
Note: I also don't know what's happening here.
The last thing Wriothesley saw as he fell into the Primordial Sea was Clorinde’s face full of fear and shock. He closed his eyes and braced for impact, surprisingly not scared to die at all. As he hit the water, everything faded to black.
Then he woke up.
What the hell? He asked himself.
Wriothesley blinks, harsh sunlight hitting his eyes. His clothes are damp.
Sunlight? Why is there sunlight? I was in a cave?
He blinks his eyes and looks around. Nothing looks familiar. He looks around. He stretches, his clothes dripping water. Lots of trees with pink petals falling to the ground. He’s heard of these. Yeah, sakura they're called. Why would they be in Fontaine?
“Are you alright?” an unknown voice asks, “You don't look too good. You almost drowned out there, you’re lucky I was on my daily stroll.”
Wriothesley looks up to see a woman with long pink hair and mesmerizing eyes staring down at him, concerned.
“Who are you?” Wriothesley groans. “Where am I?”
Twirling a parasol between her fingers, the woman gives him a smile. “Is that really so important? The important thing here is that you won’t make it unless we get you help. Come, let’s get you to a healer. Can you stand?”
Wriothesley groans as he props himself across the sakura tree he was leaning on, water dripping everywhere as he stands and making his clothes extremely uncomfortable. “Hnng, yeah, I can walk.”
Yae Miko starts walking away towards the city that was nearby. Wriothesley follows, staring at everything, trying to ignore his pain and discomfort.
He hadn’t noticed the city despite how close it was. It looked small but full of people.
Wriothesley stumbles his way after Yae as she leads him to a healer, trying not to pass out before he gets to one. He doesn’t make it anywhere near one though, and proceeds to pass out on the bridge that leads into the city.
“Hnngh.” Wriothesley groans as he wakes up. “Not again. Now where am I?” He sits up on the cot he’s been placed on to find himself in a small little room somewhere. His clothes have been dried and placed on the ground next to him. He puts them back on.
Oh, great. Once again, I don’t know where I am. Today is not my day.
“Hey you, you’re finally awake!” a voice exclaims Wriothesley from afar, “Please, don’t strain yourself!"
Wriothesley turns to see a short man running up to him.
“Please, sir, don’t strain yourself!” the man exclaims, “You’ve been unconscious for a day and a half, please relax!”
Wriothesley sighs and sits down. “Alright, fine, I’ll relax.”
The man lets out an audible sigh of relief.
“When do I get to go back to the Fortress? They need to know I’m okay.”
“The what?” The man asks with a puzzled look.
“The Fortress? Of Meropide? Do you live under a rock?”
“Uh. I have never heard of such a place, and I've lived in Inazuma my whole life.”
“How? It’s the oldest place in Fontaine.”
“Um, sir.” The man stammers, his face turning bright red, “I said we are in Inazuma.”
Wriothesley takes a deep breath as everything goes a little fuzzy from the mans words. “Did you say Inazuma?” Everything starts to go dark. “I traveled across the entire nation..?”
Once again, Wriothesley wakes up in the cot. This time the man is rubbing a cloth against his forehead. “There you go. Please try not to pass out again.”
Seeing that Wriothesley seems to be okay, the man leaves, letting Wriothesley have some time to think to himself.
How did I end up in Inazuma? No, it’s not possible. Clearly that man is playing tricks on me! I have to figure this out!
He gets up off the cot and heads out of the room, scrambling to leave. Surely he can’t be in Inazuma! He runs down the halls frantically until he finds the door, and bursts through it, harsh sunlight hitting his face.
Putting his hand up to his face, he looks around. There’s people everywhere. A bunch of buildings too. Wriothesley walks up to the nearest person. “Excuse me.” He pants, “where are we?”
“Um, we’re in Inazuma. Well,Inazuma city, to be more specific.” They answer to Wriothesleys’ horror and walk away, giving him a weird look as they go.
Wriothesley about passes out again. His worst fear confirmed, he’s no longer in Fontaine, and it’s not a trick.
He stumbles forward, not sure where to go. Then a hand is on his shoulder. It’s the man from before, who noticed his state and is dragging him back inside.
“I was trying to be nice, but looking at you, you NEED to stay inside and rest. Honestly, if you faint again, I'm going to lose my mind.” He rants as he drags Wriothesley back inside by his arm. “If I see you out of this room any more today, I am placing a guard at the front door, do you hear me?”
Wriothesley sighs and sits back down on the cot, defeated. “Can I at least ask you a question at least before you go off and decide whether or not to lock me up?”
The man huffs. “I suppose I can help you out. Fine. What do you need?”
“Gee, thanks. Anyway, do you know where I can maybe find someone who would know how to get to Fontaine?”
“I’m sorry? What do you mean?”
“I mean, I need to leave Inazuma and get back to Fontaine.”
The man frowns and stares at Wriothesley.
Ah, Wriothesley remembers, Inazuma is isolated.
“Sir, are you alright?”
Wriothesley nods solemnly and gets up to leave, this time planning to ignore the man if he asks him to sit down again. “Right. Yeah. Inazumans can’t leave. Not many options.” He says as he walks out of the building and onto the street.
I mean, there has to be some way to get home, right? Wriothesley thinks as he starts wandering aimlessly around the town. I could freeze the water, but without any way to know the distance between here and Liyue…
Wriothesley sighs. He doesn’t have a lot of options. None of his potential Liyue contacts are even alive yet, and he’d rather not end up in jail by becoming a stowaway. He could potentially just ask to be taken to Liyue, but if the stories he’s heard about this time period are true, then that isn’t a viable option either.
A hand grabs Wriothesley and spins him around. “Did you even hear me?’ The familiar voice says. “I was trying to tell you a way to get off the island!” The man who had been helping Wriothesley huffs, exasperated at how annoying Wriothesley is being at the moment.
Wriothesley blinks, trying to process what the man has just told him. “What do you mean??” He asks, borderline frantic. “How?”
The man holds up his hands in an effort to calm Wriothesley down. “Well. It isn’t guaranteed, but you could try to gain help from the shrine manager Yae Miko. She’s been around a while and may know a way to leave. She’s on good terms with the people of Liyue at least. However, if anyone asks, you didn’t hear it from me.”
“Um. Okay, where is she?”
The man points towards Narukami shrine. Wriothesley groans seeing how far it is from the middle of town.
Wriothesley sighs, realizing this is gonna be the rest of his day, and somewhat night, and starts to head off.
Hours later Wriothesley arrives at the entrance to Narukami shrine, standing for just a moment to catch his breath before looking around.
Recovering, he walks up to a shrine maiden and asks for Yae Miko. The girl points him to the tree at the top of the shrine.
The tree itself is so mesmerizing with its roots softly glowing that Wriothesley almost doesn’t notice the familiar woman standing in front of it.
Standing in front of the tree is the woman who pulled Wriothesley out of the water. Her hair is just as flowy and pink as when he first saw her a few days ago, her face just as beautiful.
The gorgeous woman turns to Wriothesley as he approaches, unfazed at seeing him again. She has a soft smile on her face as she recognizes him.
“Ah. It’s you. Glad to see you’ve made it.” She says, her tone gentle. “Did you come all this way to thank me?” She grins as she twirls the parasol she’s holding.
Wriothesley smiles softly. “No, but thank you. Do you know where I could find someone by the name of Yae Miko? I’m in a bit of a pickle and apparently she can help.”
The woman twirls her parasol in thought. “Hmm. I’ve heard she’s around here. I suppose that I could help you find her.”
“Oh, Miss Yae!” A young man calls out, running over to them, “Good I found you! I’m helping out the publishing house. They said if I saw you to let you know that the books that just came in are selling wonderfully!” He huffs to a stop. “I can’t stay and chat about it though, I have other errands to run, bye!” He runs off and disappears quicker than he arrived.
“She needs to stop giving me away.” Yae mutters under her breath.
Wriothesley crosses his arms and glares at Yae Miko. “Were you really gonna help me look for you?”
She smiles and gives her parasol a twirl. “Games are fun, don’t you agree? Now, what is this problem that ails you?”
Wriothesley sighs as he tells Yae how he’s landed in Inazuma somehow, and needs to find a way home.
Yae stares at the tree in front of her thoughtfully. “I’ll be honest, this is a new one.” She tells him, “When I pulled you out of the water, I had assumed you’d been on a ship from Liyue with goods for the publishing house, or some resources Inazuma needed.” She stares at him, studying him so intensely that it makes Wriothesley’s face turn red. “Do you have any mora on you? If you have enough, I can convince a return ship to take you to Liyue.”
Wriothesley checks his pockets, his face scrunching angrily when his hands find nothing.
Yae Miko frowns at his empty hands. They stare at each other for a minute. Wriothesley wants to ask her to help, but it feels like too much. She did save his life after all.
“What would happen if I tried to sneak on the ship?” He asks quietly.
Yae’s face twists into a pained frown. “I wouldn’t recommend that.” She whispers, her tone no longer playful. “I’m sorry. I can’t afford to help you. The Liyue traders are already not happy as it is, and this is their last boat out of Inazuma before we are completely cut off. The Shogun would have my hide if I helped someone leave the islands.”
Wriothesley nods, upset but understanding. He thanks Yae graciously and leaves, not noticing how she watches him walk away, nor does he hear her mutter to herself that she has to watch him closely.
Wriothesley heads back to the city, unsure of what to do next. He could sneak on to a ship to Liyue, but being unsure of how they would react to stowaways, decides against that.
He could steal a boat, but jail isn’t worth it. According to history books, building his own isn’t a good idea either, as any unidentified boats would be sent back so the people of Liyue didn’t accidentally start a war.
Great. I’m stuck here. Wriothesley sits on a bench to think. No one I know is even born, I can’t just swim back, and I don’t have Mora or a place to stay. He puts his head in his hands.
For the next few months, Wriothesley spends almost all of his time in a daze. He manages to get a few jobs, and has a small house built outside of the town. His days are spent wandering aimlessly and missing his friends.
Did they miss him? Had they found a new warden for the Fortress? Oh, archons, the Fortress. Had the place fallen into ruin without him? He had tried to rehabilitate so many people, and now some of them would never get the help they needed.
What if riots broke out? Poor Clorinde and all the other guards who would have to deal with it. The Fortress wasn’t used to him not being there, it could potentially break out in anarchy. Hopefully it went okay…
Had they held his funeral yet, or were they unable to? Had riots actually broken out in the Fortress that had to be contained? Or would they all have been calm and quiet and organized a funeral for him?
Thinking about his own funeral was a weird feeling for Wriothesley. Wondering who would attend, who planned it… who would speak at it.
Would the Traveler show up and say a few words? Would they talk about the friendship they had? The memories they shared when Traveler stayed in the Fortress?
Poor Clorinde had been the one to witness him “die.” How was she holding up? Did she blame herself? Wriothesley hoped not. He didn’t think it was. It was an accident, really. He hoped she wasn’t beating herself up for it. Maybe she’d even caught the stupid guy they were chasing. That thought brought him comfort at least.
Maybe-
“Wriothesley. You’re brooding again. Come back to me.” A voice sternly interrupts Wriothesley’s thoughts, clearly becoming tired of him zoning out. “Look. I know it’s hard, but it’s been six months.”
Wriothesley sighs knowing his boss is right. He was grateful to him for hiring him at Kiminami Restaurant almost immediately when he heard about his situation. If he hadn’t, Wriothesley would’ve ended up as a bodyguard for hire or something, and he didn’t want that. This was much more simple and peaceful. Now he could spend all his days simply doing dishes and making friends and connections with the customers, as well as not having to worry about being homeless. He made good enough tips to afford a small house after three months of working and sleeping in the storage room. It wasn’t much, but it would keep him off the streets.
No one had noticed it yet, but Yae Miko was eating at Kiminami a lot in the past few months. If anyone had, she would say it’s simply for the new specials that Kiminami has been making under Wriothesley’s guidance. Being from the future is apparently great for a restaurant business.
In truth, she was curious. Curious about this outsider from a foreign nation who seemingly had knowledge of strange things no one who had visited that nation had ever heard of.
She ended up spending a few meals a week at the restaurant to watch him. Watching how he patiently took orders, laughed with patrons, and never seemed to be unhappy. There was something there though, below the surface, and Yae Miko could see it. The sadness in his eyes as he took the orders, the way his laugh was fake. How did he do it? She wondered. How did he deal with it all? It was kind of amazing, and Yae was in awe at his resilience.
She has grown fond of him from afar, and wonders what he is like in person. She doesn’t have too many friends, and no close ones, now that Raiden has closed herself off in the Plane of Euthimiya. It is a lonely existence now, and Yae misses her greatest love.
She had been dating Raiden for about ten years before she broke up with her and went off into Euthimiya, and had spent almost a year in solitude and sadness missing her before returning to the town and socializing. Maybe a new friend is just what she needs.
She was watching Wriothesley when he approached.”Hi there, what can I get you?” He asks, his voice warm and happy.
Yae smiles and places her order. She chats with Wriothesley throughout her meal, checking in on him and making sure he’s okay. He tells her he’s doing well, but it isn’t hard to see he’s lying. She’s also aware of the months he spent sleeping in the storage room. After all, she had paid Kiminami a small sum to let him stay. It was the least she felt she could do since she couldn’t help him get off the island.
The idea to simply employ Wriothesley and help him pay his way onto a boat back to Liyue had occurred to Yae, but security was growing tighter around the ships, and eventually the ships stopped coming altogether at the behest of the Shogun. She felt it better to help him discreetly so that he didn’t feel forever indebted to her monetarily. The conversation and dinner is pleasant. Yae pays Wrio and heads off.
These small conversations occur over a couple of weeks. Order, eat, chat, repeat.
After a few weeks of conversations inside the restaurant, Yae and Wriothesley grow comfortable with one another. They talk to each other outside of the restaurant. They walk and talk, ignoring their surroundings. Sharing stories, laughing at jokes. Essentially letting their friendship grow and becoming closer with one another.
They grow attached to each other, a thing they both dread.
For Yae, it’s because she misses Raiden. She doesn’t want a new relationship even though it’s been over five years at this point since Raiden left. What if Raiden comes back and wants to rekindle their relationship? How would she explain to her that she entered a new relationship? She dearly misses Raiden and hopes for her return, but also doesn’t want to miss out on a chance at love.
For Wriothesley, he dreads it because, well, what if he gets sent back to his time at some point and Yae has to wait for him? Plus, Yae will outlive him. That’s not something he wants to think about. He also knows of Raiden. If he disappears and returns back to his time, she may return to Raiden and forget him.
Any of this would be a pure travesty for either. Yet, something draws them together. Some inexplicable force….
Whatever force is pushing them together eventually pushes them to a date. It’s a simple one, where they get dinner and walk around town after, telling each other stories under the lights.
They walk and talk, ignoring their surroundings. Yae has plenty of stories to tell, and Wriothesley is happy to listen. He watches her as she talks, admiring her. How her eyes get a little gleam every time she mentions the publishing house, how proud she gets when she mentions the maidens at the Narukami Shrine.
Yae asks Wriothesley what his life was like. He mentions the Fortress and the system he helped build there. He talks about Clorinde and the guard and Neuvillette and his trials.
The date goes well. Wriothesley and Yae really click and end up spending more and more time together. Their days end up being going to work and then immediately meeting up with one another.
Things seem to be going well, and they were! Except Yae still missed Raiden. She tried to move on with Wriothesley, and bury her feelings, but they kept returning. She’d go on a date with Wriothesley, have a wonderful time, and then go home and ponder her life with Raiden. They had been dating for ten years before Makoto died and Ei shut herself off. Poor Wriothesley. He doesn’t deserve this.
Yae tries burying her feelings down as much as she can. For the most part it works. She still dreams of her, of what they had. Every day Yae shuts her feelings for Raiden down and lets her feelings for Wriothesley grow. Yet the feelings never disappear…
The pair grows closer as time goes on. Eventually they start building a little house together near the tree where they first met. “Blue or purple?” Wriothesley asks holding up two throw pillow options for the house.
Yae ponders it and points at the purple pillow. Wriothesley nods and sets the blue ones on the couch. They both silently note that purple was Raiden's color, but ignore it since it in fact matches the decor of the house.
Other instances like this occur over the next few years of their lives. Yae doesn’t mean to do it, but she keeps choosing things by accident that remind her of Raiden, such as when she orders Raiden's favorite meal at restaurants, or when she reads Raiden’s favorite books. Wriothesley is both understanding but frustrated. He’s also a little worried. It’s been about ten years since they broke up, and yeah he knows they dated for ten, but has she not gotten any help dealing with the loss? Clearly not. He pushes the feelings down though. They did know each other for quite a long time before dating. He hopes that if he just gives her some, it should go away.
Wriothesley plans most of the dates they go on. Yae plans some too, but nowhere near as much. She tries to show him affection, but isn’t great at it. She and Raiden had mostly used words. Yae doesn’t do a lot of cooking either since she normally gets food from the restaurant.
At first Wriothesley didn't mind this arrangement. He liked doting on Yae, but the lack of effort started to bother him after a few years. Her picking things that clearly reminded her of Raiden also didn’t help in the long run.
A lot of their days end up being mostly quite mundane besides the dates, until Yae asks the life-changing question.
“What are your thoughts on marriage?” Yae asks one day, putting down the dendrobium flowers Wriothesley brought into a vase onto the kitchen table. She casts a quick glance at him, hoping he doesn’t see the fear in her eyes.
He sees it anyway. “I think marriage is a wonderful idea.” Wriothesley says as he sits down at the small kitchen table. Yae sits opposite him, a smile on her face. “We have been together for four years, and honestly, if you hadn’t said anything, I would have.” He continues.
They both smile as they talk about the wedding they want, the flowers they would want there, and especially the people they would like to have come. Yae doesn’t know it but Wriothesley is already planning the proposal. He’s had a location in mind for weeks. Thank goodness Yae agreed that marriage is something they should pursue.
Except what Wriothesley didn’t know was that Yae still couldn’t move on from Raiden. She had hoped that by pushing her feelings down that they would just disappear, but they didn’t. No, they grew stronger. She couldn't get Raiden out of the back of her mind. It was like someone had put a spell on her to make her think of Raiden constantly.
Yet at the same time, she loves Wriothesley. Hopefully by the time they get married, Yae will be over Raiden, and the past will be behind her. She would spend some nights looking out at Tenshukaku on the front porch, unaware that Wriothesley could see her standing there.
Wriothesley waits a few months before proposing to Yae. He takes her to a picnic by the tree where they first met and sets up flowers and candles around the base of the tree.
“Yae.” Wriothesley says as he gets down on one knee,brandishing a ring. It’s an opal stone on a small gold band, with the opal being wrapped in golden leaves with more tiny opals set in the branches. “You and I have spent many happy years together. You have granted me so much comfort being away from my home, and my own time. This ring is an opal, your favorite stone, and the branches show how our lives have been intertwined since you brought me to this tree.” He tears up, “Will you do me the honor of marrying me?”
Yae starts crying, and Wriothesley assumes it’s out of happiness. “Seeing you like this,” she manages to choke out, “I’ve realized I can’t do it. I’m still in love with Raiden.” She falls to the ground. “I’m sorry. I thought I was over her. I thought by building a life with you, I would forget about her, but I can’t. It’s like some force doesn’t want me to move on.”
“Are you kidding me Yae? We have been together for ten years! A literal decade! What do you mean you aren’t over her!” Wriothesley practically shouts at Yae, causing her to cry more. “She clearly doesn’t care about you! She went into that place, that plane or whatever and just left you!”
Yae wants to smack Wriothesley at those words. “How dare you!” She spits out, no longer sad, “You have no idea how hard it was for her to leave! Her sister had just died! She was grieving!”
“Then why didn’t she stay with you and grieve with you?” Wriothesley spits back. He’s done. He has spent too much time away from his own home, his own friends, his own time. He somehow managed to move on from that, but Yae can’t even attempt to move on from a single relationship. “Why didn’t she take you with her?”
Yae knows he’s right. “I don’t know! But I tried to move on!”
“No you didn’t!’ Wriothesley shouts, standing back up. “I saw you! You would look out at Tenshukaku any chance you got!”
Yae’s eyes widen. She hadn’t realized Wriothesley could see her. Those nights were supposed to be her little secret. “Wriothesley, please, let me explain-”
“Explain what? That you essentially wasted my time for a decade? That instead of getting help, you just lied to the both of us?”
“Please I didn’t mean to hurt you-”
“If you didn’t mean to hurt me then you wouldn’t have done this at all!” Wriothesley says as he walks towards the water nearby, “This is ridiculous!” He says as he throws the ring in the water.
Yae watches in the background horrified. Wriothesley turns to face her with his arms crossed. “If she’s so important still, go be with her.”
“Please Wriothesley, I still want you-”
“I don’t think you do.” He stares at her intensely, his gaze trying to burn a hole in her face. “I think you wanted to use me. I don’t know if it was intentional, but you definitely wanted to use me.”
“If that’s how you feel, then maybe I will go back to Raiden. She wouldn’t treat me like this.”
“Fuck Raiden.” Wriothesley’s voice seethes with anger. “I have been with you for ten years now! I have been trying to make this work! All you’ve done is pine after your ex!”
“Don't insult her!” Yae screams at him.
“See, even when it’s about us, it's all about her!”
“She cared about me, she-”
“Oh, and I don't care about you?! I don’t spend all my time taking care of you, and ignoring your borderline obsession with your ex?!”
Yae rolls her eyes. “I’m not obsessed, I just miss her! She was in my life for so long that I can’t move on!”
There it was. The words that Yae Miko needed to say to herself. Unfortunately she was also saying them to Wriothesley too.
“I think you’re just jealous.” Yae says, her arms crossed.
“Jealous? Really?” Wriothesley can’t believe what he’s hearing. “No, I’m not jealous of your ex. I’m upset that you continuously focus on her and put her on a pedestal when you’re dating me! You talk about her like she was perfect! If she was so perfect, why don’t you go be with her! Join her wherever you said she is and worship her on this pedestal you have her on!”
Yae looks down.
“Oh right! You can’t!” Wriothesley is yelling now, “So instead you stay with me and waste my time!”
“Oh so you think it was all a waste of time?” Yae snaps.
“You know that’s not what I meant! I meant that you knew I wanted a future and you didn’t and stayed anyway!”
“I didn’t know for sure until you proposed!”
“Yeah, right, I’m sure you didn’t. You just magically knew at the time of my proposal that you didn’t want me. It totally wasn’t obvious by you looking out at Tenshukaku, or when you’d order her favorite meals, or decorating things the way she would.”
“Wriothesley, come on, you’re being childish. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Childish? You think I’m acting childish because I’m upset that you spent ten years with me knowing you weren’t over someone?”
“No, I think you’re being childish with how you’re acting towards Rai-”
“Don’t you dare her bring her up again.” Wriothesley warns.
“Oh my god.”
“If you mention her again, I’m leaving. Raiden this, Raiden that, Raiden, Raiden, Raiden. Seriously, get a grip and get help.”
“I hate you.” Yae blurts out.
“Excuse me?”
“I said I hate you. This conversation has made me realize that, and that we were never compatible.”
“Wow. Okay.” Wriothesley shakes his head, “Yeah I hate you too. I can’t believe I spent a decade of my life with you.”
“Well, I can’t believe I almost married you!” Yae sneers, trying to hurt him.
“Yeah, it wouldn’t have worked, you’re too selfish and obsessed with someone who doesn’t want you.”
Smack!
“What the hell? Did you just smack me?” Wriothesley exclaims, his face stinging where Yae had indeed just smacked him.
Yae doesn’t answer. Instead, she turns and walks away, her hands clenched at her sides.
“Screw you too!” Wriothesley yells at her before turning around and going back into his house. He didn’t know where Yae ran off to, nor did he care.
Wriothesley and Yae Miko end up spending the rest of their lives as enemies, never able to make up. They continuously fight any time they see each other in public. Everyone is sick of it, really. The constant yelling and screaming any time they see each other gets old pretty quick.
The worst part is they are stuck in a time loop, cursed to relive this over and over. The fights always get worse, and the span which they are together shortens every few loops. In the first loop, they’re pretty civil after the engagement breaks off actually, but after having to deal with it hundreds of times, the resentment towards each other builds. Yae’s pining for Raiden only grows with each loop, but she can never break free, and is forced to be with someone else temporarily as she waits for Raiden. Meanwhile, Wriothesley’s resentment for Yae’s behavior grows, but neither of them are ever sure why…
If only Wriothesley hadn’t fallen into the Primordial Sea….
i did in fact write this but it hasnt gained traction on my main so here it is on my alt ✌️😊
Watch Me Struggle Online For Free
Shopping in the mall gone... right?
Hawks takes you shopping and things go awry
1.2k words
tags: NSFW, p-in-v, oral, female receiving, degradation, dude i made hawks a little whiny
It’s been a few months since that first night with Hawks. You've started dating since then, and things have been going extremely well between the two of you.
You’ve partnered up a lot on patrols and helped each other out on missions, but mostly you’ve just been learning more about each other and just figuring each other out.
Hawks is extremely romantic with you. Sending you flowers all the time, complimenting you, and taking you on spontaneous dates throughout the week to places he knows you’ll like.
The romance is incredibly wonderful, however, so is the sex.
As you learned on the first night, Hawks is incredibly kinky, sure, but now that you’re dating and he trusts you a lot more, he’s become more bold and outspoken about it.
He especially likes doing things in public.
Which is unfortunate for today since you’re out shopping at a mall.
Hawks is dragging you around different shopping stores, getting you to try on clothes. You assumed it was because he likes to buy you clothes to see you in them on your next date.
You assumed wrong.
“You look so pretty.” Hawks says as you walk out of the dressing room in a short dress he picked out. “I have good taste.”
You blush and do a little twirl for him. He grins and says he likes it, so you go back into the dressing room to put on another dress. He follows you in and closes the door before sitting on the bench that’s in the room. You can see through the outline of his pants that he’s hard. Of course. You can rarely get a day out with him.
You sigh. “Baby, can’t you wait until we get home?”
He shakes his head. “No. I need you now, please, Mommy.” He stares at you, a neediness in his eyes that never gets old. “I know we’re in public, but I can’t get enough of you.”
You sigh as you take the dress off and put it back on the hanger and then the hook. Keigo just about loses his mind as you’re just in a bra and panties.
“Come here.” You demand. “On your knees.”
Hawks obliges, sitting on his knees at your feet. You run your fingers through his hair. “You seriously can’t wait until we get home? It can’t be that bad.”
Hawks immediately starts whining, blubbering how he can’t stand waiting and just needs you, planting kisses on your thighs, practically pulling your underwear off you.
You put a stop to the whining by yanking on his hair. “Baby, get a hold of yourself, someone could hear us.”
Normally you try to be gentle with him, but sometimes he needs a little bit of tough love.
You give him a minute to compose himself.
“Have you calmed down?”
He nods. You walk back over to the bench, walking him over by the collar on his jacket.
Hawks immediately and enthusiastically starts kissing your neck the second you sit down, clearly enjoying himself.
You gently push him off you. “If you’re seriously that needy to get off, then go ahead. Pull your cock out and get off.”
“Can’t you help?” He whines.
“Nope. You wanted this. You can help yourself.”
Hawks groans before begrudgingly pulling his cock out. He looks up at you from the floor, hoping you’ll offer to help, but you don’t. You stare him down and wait.
He sighs before finally stroking himself.
“See,” You say, “It wasn’t so hard to just get yourself off was it?”
Keigo lets out a whine. You know he won’t last long in public, but that’s fine. He knows not to make a mess out in public.
“Better hurry up, people could knock on the door at any moment.”
You grab Keigo by the chin and force him to look at the door. “Someone could easily walk right in if they have the keys.” You squeeze his face and he moans.”But you’d probably like that wouldn’t you? Yeah, you want that don’t you?”
“Yesh.” Hawks manages to say as you squish his face. His hand hasn’t left his cock the whole time. You can tell he’s already close.
“Seriously? You’re close already? That’s kind of pathetic baby, it hasn’t even been that long.”
“Shorry.” He says. You let go of his face to hear him better. “It’s not my fault that I’m this horny. You just look so good in all the dresses-”
“The ones you made me try on.”
“Yeah, hnng, ahh, but-”
Hawks is cut off by his orgasm. You also reach out and cover his face with your hand when you realize it’s happening.
“Huff, ah, shit.” Keigo mutters as he stares at the mess in his hand. “That was close.” He pulls a tissue out of his pocket with his free hand and cleans himself up.
“Did I do good, Mommy?”
You sigh. “I guess, but you can easily do better.” You pull off your panties and spread your legs.
Hawks immediately understands and crawls over, putting his face between your legs and immediately eating you out like he’s never tasted pussy before.
Keigo’s a sloppy eater. He knows what he’s doing, sure, but he always gets lost in some sort of daze and ends up making a mess of you.
You run your fingers through his hair and he moans. His hands grab at your body like he can’t get enough.
“Taste so good, haah, can’t get enough, need you, cum on my face, please mommy-”
You moan and squirm as he eats you out, nearing your own climax. As you cum, you grab him by his hair and hold him in place, your other hand covering your face so no one hears you.
You slump back on the bench and let go of Hawks hair. He stays exactly where he is while he waits for you to come down from the high.
You notice him staring at you like a lost puppy after a minute. “What now?” You roll your eyes knowing what he’s gonna say anyway.
“I’m hard again…”
He looks up at you, his eyes pleading for help. “I’ll be quick! Please, Mommy, let me cum inside you. Please.”
You let him whine and plead with you for a minute, pretending to think about it. If you gave in to Hawks right away, you’d never get to see him blubber on the floor while he tries not to touch himself.
“Thats enough.” You pull him up off the ground and spread your legs. “Hurry up baby, I wanna check out and go home.”
He barely has time to say thank you before he enters you, rutting like a madman and moaning into your neck.
“You stretch me out so good.” You whisper directly into his ear, growing wetter with every thrust, “Ha, you seriously are a pervert though, getting off on doing me in public. Aren’t you just so pathetic and sad, needing to get off in a dressing room?”
Hawks shudders at your words. “No, I’m a good boy.”
“Good boys don’t usually try to get off in dressing rooms where other people can hear them if they listen hard enough.”
Keigo whines directly in your ear, an amazing sound you could never grow tired of. Your words have him frantic. He never could last long in public, something about the potential of being caught really turned him on. If you let him, he could probably come four times in the dressing room alone.
You whisper into Hawks ear till he finally cums, and you along with him. Telling him how dirty he is really seems to get him going.
His cum feels warm inside you. You sigh. Now you have to clean it up.
Hawks is all over you though, kissing you like he’s starved and refusing to pull out in the wake of his high.
Once he calms down, you finally manage to get him off you and clean yourself up, while telling him how good he did. He blushes and helps you get dressed.
“Maybe we should shop here more often.” Hawks whispers in your ear as you close the door and leave.
Warnings: smut, p-in-v, oral (female receiving)
Okay so what if it was you and Blake's one year anniversary?
Words: 1.9k
You and Blake have been dating for around a year now, your anniversary fast approaching. He takes you to fancy parties, fancy dinners, always showing you off. Telling everyone you’re so wonderful. Complimenting you, holding your hand so everyone knows you’re his.
"You are the most wonderful thing I have ever laid eyes on.” “Bunny, you look gorgeous in that dress.” Just a never-ending stream of compliments. Anything to show his love for you.
A lot of stuff happens behind the scenes as well. Telling colleagues little things you do here and there, mentioning you the second someone asks about his home life, stuff like that. He is clearly obsessed with you and he needs everyone he meets to know it.
He thinks about you all the time. Every free second he isn’t working he is thinking about you. How you look in certain outfits. How you constantly smell so good.
Blake also brings you lunches now. He knows you can cook your own or pack a sandwich but, come on, he needs to spoil his bunny!
Oh, and that nickname? He said it’s because you scrunch your nose really similar to a bunny! And also if you let him he would give you a lot of children. No, seriously though, the man knows he wants a family with you already, whether you end up adopting animals or kids, he doesn’t care as long as it’s with you.
Anyway, since your one year anniversary is coming up, Blake wants to take you somewhere special. No, not some fancy restaurant, he takes you to plenty of those. For this, he’s taking you back to the cafe where you first met.
It had felt like a dream, that day. Walking into the cute little neighborhood cafe and seeing him there in his nice suit while placing an order.
Blake had turned when you walked in, and you made eye contact. His eyes stared into you and you could tell this was a man who knew what he wanted and would go for it.
You had easily struck up a conversation while waiting for your food. You surprisingly had a lot in common! You ended up giving him your number, and from there everything went smoothly.
Cute dates, blushing every time you got a text from him, it has been heavenly.
You weren't aware of it, but Blake really was a little obsessed with you. He still is, but until the third date and when you confirmed you were dating him, he spent a lot of time looking into you. Well, into your social media. When he found your instagram it was a jackpot for him.
He could spend hours staring at you, and he did. Hours just spent staring at your photos. The ones in cute dresses, selfie pics, the short shorts, the two lingerie pics you did once. Hours were spent finding out what sort of things you enjoyed. By date two he knew quite a bit about you, even though he pretended not too.
So of course your one year had to be special!
Blake picks you up around noon for a lunch date,which was around the time you met. He hasn’t told you where you’re going exactly, but you have a hunch.
You get there and he orders for you. It’s the orders you had the first time you met! How sweet he remembered, no he totally didn’t write it down the day he met you!
You sit down and eat, reminiscing about everything. Laughing at the inside jokes, how awkward you both were.
Blake tells you how he couldn’t keep his eyes off you and you blush.
“No, seriously, you were so cute! The way you got so nervous after giving me your number, it was seriously the sweetest thing ever!”
Blake says, almost giggling.
The rest of the lunch is cute and quiet, mostly because Blake has dinner plans to cook you your favorite meal at home. You do have to make one stop on the way home, though.
His office. Big and public. Since Blake is the CEO of a large company, he has a few of them, but this one is closest to your house. It’s a bigger office, with walls of glass. You had found it odd at first that the walls were all glass, until he dragged you there one memorial day under the guise of needing paperwork for a business project, and then he ended up seducing you in his chair.
This time, he actually did need the paperwork. Having the day he had to grab it fall on today was just a bonus.
Blake walks you into the office, holding your hand, and you can easily tell what’s coming. He normally does hold hands with you, but something about the look in his eye tells you you’re in for quite the afternoon.
The second Blake closes the door to his office (which does nothing, really), he is all over you. Hands on your waist, kissing gently down your neck. You laugh, unsurprised at his behavior. If you let him, he would be holding you in some way at all times.
“Could you please sit in the chair, Bunny? I have a surprise for you.” Blake whispers, his breath warm and soothing against your neck. You nod and he gently pushes you down into his chair. “Thank god you wore a dress today.” Blake breathes as he pushes your skirt up and kisses up your thighs.
He stops kissing your thighs and motions for you to lift your arms up. You do and he pulls your dress off you.
“You look good.” He says as he leans in to kiss you, a hand trailing down and snaking underneath your panties, while the other hand undoes your bra behind you. You let your bra fall to the floor.
You pull Blake into you, running your fingers through his hair as he starts playing with you, his finger running around the edge of your pussy but not actually touching you. You moan a little as you start taking off his tie and undoing his shirt. He’s not gonna take his shirt off, but he looks so good with it unbuttoned you can’t help yourself.
Blake kisses and nips at your neck as you palm at him through his pants. He shoos your hand away so he can take your panties off you. He then pulls you forward so he can eat you out.
Blake loves eating you out. He could do it for hours if you asked him to. He would do it until his jaw falls off.
Blake sucks and nips at you like a man starved. Normally he teases you and goes slow, but today he just can’t. He shoves his tongue as far as he can, as though he’s trying to hit your g-spot with it. You moan and push his head in farther. You stroke his hair and wonder why he’s acting so crazy. And what this surprise is.”
“Blake, you can slow down, I’m not going anywhere.” You gasp as he gently bites at your clit. “Okay, what’s the surprise?”
“I got a vasectomy. Reversible but still.” He says breathily, looking into your eyes for approval.
You blush as you realize what that means. You were on birth control, but still used a condom as you were not ready for kids yet. Blake had said a few months into dating that they were uncomfortable. You’d laughed and told him if he got a vasectomy he could stop using them. He had huffed at the time and said he would think about it, so you thought that was the end of it. Apparently not.
“You really got a vasectomy?” You blush.
Blake just nods, still staring up at you waiting for approval.
“Alright,” You say pulling him back into you, “We don’t have to use condoms anymore if you hate them that much.”
Blake has a visible sparkle in his eye as he goes back to eating you out. Since he’s excited now, he’s gotten much sloppier and is drooling a little.
Seeing how sloppy he is when he’s usually so composed is such a turn on that you cum almost instantly, gripping Blake’s hair and pulling him as far into you as you can get him.
He lets you ride his face as you come down from the orgasm, and the second you regain composure he shoves two fingers inside of you while pulling you into a kiss by grabbing your face.
His hand migrates to your throat. He applies pressure, not enough to choke you, but enough to remind you he’s in charge. You wrap your hand around his wrist and let him do whatever it is he’s planning.
“Good girl.” Blake whispers against you. He then starts fingering you, using his palm to rub against your clit. You subconsciously pull away, still sensitive, and Blake pulls his fingers out and delivers a sharp smack to your clit.
“Don’t pull away from me.” Blake groans. He pulls you back toward him with one hand and shoves his fingers back in.
He lets go of your throat and wraps an arm around your back to secure you in place.
You gasp at the new level of pressure. Blake relishes in the little gasps and moans you let out as you approach a second orgasm. Normally you take a while to cum, let alone orgasm, but the idea of not having to use condoms anymore really turns you on.
Blake lets you ride this one out on his fingers. “Can you go for a third?” He smirks as you glare at him. “What? It’s not my fault you’re so sensitive today, Bunny.” You roll your eyes as Blake chuckles.
“Yes, we can go for a third round, but then we’re going home.”
“Deal.” Blake says as he scrambles to get his pants undone.
He gets his cock out and immediately lines it up to your entrance. You love his cock, it fills you up nicely, and it’s not super long, only about six and a half inches.
“Oh fuck.” Blake gasps as he bottoms out. “Shit, I should’ve done this years ago, this feels great.”
It does feel great. It feels so great you can only nod in agreement.
Blake ruts into you, moaning and grabbing the chair to keep still. You grin and, as a little bit of payback, wrap your arms around him and pull him as far into you as you can.
“Shit- Bunny- Seriously-”
You giggle at his frustration before letting out a moan as he picks his pace back up.
Blake speeds up, clearly enjoying the feeling of doing you raw. It does feel good.
Blake seems to love it so much that all he can do is ram into you and mutter a never ending stream of praises and dirty words directly into your ear.
“So good for me- ah- so pretty like this, fuck, hnng. Huff, you’re so tight-”
It doesn’t take too long before Blake finally finishes too, exploding inside you and making a mess of his own chair. “Ah, shit, I’m gonna have to clean that up” He says as soon as the mess. You just laugh and gently force him out of you.
He cleans you both up with some wipes in his desk. Then he helps you get dressed.
“I love you, Bunny.” He tells you as he walks you out the door.
“I love you too, Blake.”
This is @soothing-flowers ocs Chris so go check them out! And now for what he sent (uncensored on my Bluesky):
Uncensored on my Bluesky (still calcitedraws)
word count: 2.5k
warnings: y/n (male reader), smut, genshin impact smut
What happens when you mess with Wriothesley? well he’s gonna fuck the attitude out of you of course!
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Wriothesley hates you. At least, you think he does. If he doesn’t, he’s doing a great job at faking it.
To be fair, it is your fault. You have a huge crush on him, and instead of, oh, I don’t know, talking to him, you decide to just tease him a little.
Besides, your days are spent running paperwork all around the Fortress since you scored a job there as an assistant to well, everyone, six months ago when you desperately needed a job after your last place burned down accidentally during an attack. You don't really have time to find out if someone's interested in you. You could talk to the other inmates, but then Wriothesley would knoe. Oh well.
You grab your next stack of paperwork and see where it needs to go. Ugh. The front desk. Monglane is wonderful, but she’s really chatty and will gossip if you let her.
“Hey, Monglane, here’s those papers you needed!”
“Oh, thank you, Y/N! Hey, have you heard?” Monglane beams as she cheerfully takes the papers from you, “Wriothesley is out of office today. Something about helping the traveler! Oh, I wonder what it could be? Could it be official or…”
You nod and just zone out as Monglane speaks. If you let her speak on her own, she gets it out of her system faster.
“Who knows! Anyways, have a good shift Y/N! See you around!”
You smile and wave as you walk away, trying not to roll your eyes.
Out of office she says? Perfect.
You love messing with Wriothesley. It’s almost a game at this point. I mean, what else would you do to a guy who acts like you’re garbage? He seems to almost think you’re an idiot. There was a thought of leaving him notes like a secret admirer at one point, but it felt too cheesy, and you knew he’d catch on pretty quick since you’re one of the few people who goes into his office anyway.
Besides, he messes with you too. Wastes your time, sends you on wild goose chases, the only stuff he really can do to mess with you in the Fortress. He says the only reason you still work at the fortress is because he pities you.
You head to Wriothesleys’ office and slip in, move his papers around, and slip back out successfully without anyone noticing.
You head to the cafeteria and grab your food. You’re just about to dig in when you hear it; Wriothesley huffing and puffing through the halls. He glares at you as he walks by. You smirk. He knows it was you who moved his stuff, but he can’t prove it since the office doesn’t have cameras. It’s really attractive how mad he gets.
The rest of the week is just retaliation and escalation back and forth between the two of you. You mess with him, he somehow gets you more busywork. You flip him off discreetly in a corridor, he somehow gets you locked in a room for an hour. If only he had locked himself in there too.
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Wriothesley hates you. How arrogant you are, how you act like you always know what you're doing.He especially hates the pranks you play, when you shuffle his papers around, it drives him mad. It was funny at first but now he's ready to fire you.
He doesn't even remember why he started hating you in the first place. He even thought you were cute at one point. Now he just kind of wants to smack you. Is he attracted to you? Maybe, but that doesn't outweigh the disdain he feels for you.
He took pity on you when your house burned down and let you stay at the fortress and work there. He's almost starting to regret it. Almost.
Wriothesley heads back to his office to grab some paperwork.When he gets there, he notices it's all shuffled around.
Damn it, Y/N. Do you have to be such a nuisance? You’re insufferable.
He puts his papers back and storms out of his office. He passes you in the cafeteria.
Archons, you look so stupid. That dumb grin on your face. I know you did this. If I could fire you I would.
Wriothesley huffs the whole time as he heads to drop off his papers to Sigewinne in the medical ward. He stops when hears some of them having an interesting conversation.
“....well yeah, Y/N is kinda cute, but he’s such a brat.”
“I could set him straight. Just fuck the attitude outta him.”
“Wouldn’t work. He seems to only be interested in Wriothesley.”
Wriothesley rolls his eyes as he walks out of earshot of the two of them. He thinks it’s not surprising that they talk about sex in the halls. It is a little surprising that they talk about you though. He hadn’t really thought about you in that way, not really. Sure, he had thought that you were cute at first, but once you started messing with him, the attraction all but faded.
Wriothesley has kinda known that you’re into him. He just doesn’t really care, especially since you keep messing with his stuff.
Eh, maybe the inmates are right. Maybe you do just need the attitude fucked out of you. Hell, that’s probably what you want, isn't it, Y/N?
Hopefully the inmates were right, especially since Wriothesley has been pent up too.
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It all comes to a head when he catches you in his office one day.
“Ahem.” Wriothesley clears his throat as he catches you rearranging his office. “Y/N, what're you doing?”
You blink and slowly turn around, having been trying to turn Wriothesley's whole office around. “Would you believe me if I said nothing?” You let out a nervous laugh.
Wriothesley just sighs and crosses his arms. “I thought you’d learned to be sneaky by now.”
You grin and go to leave. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Bye!”
“Hold it.” Wriothesley says, stepping to block your path, placing a hand on your chest to stop you.
You were really hoping he would just let you go, even if it is super hot when he tells you off.
“Come on, Wrio, just let me go.” You crack a smile, hoping his nickname will get you off the hook.
It doesn’t.
Wriothesley leans into you, his hand still on your chest. You stop breathing.
“Is there something you want from me, Y/N?”
“Uh..” You can barely manage words, mesmerized by how close he is to you, his grey eyes piercing you like a knife. “See, I’ve been hearing about this little crush you have on me.”
Uh oh.
“And honestly, if you wanted my attention, you could’ve just asked. Is that what you want? My attention?”
“You have to admit,” You smirk, “some of my pranks are kinda funny.”
Wriothesley looks like he’s about to smack you.
“Do I need to fuck the attitude out of you?”
You blush. You hadn’t expected that Wriothesley would ever want you, let alone be so forward about his want for you.
“I don’t think that’s possible, but you’re welcome to try.” You try to sound confident, but it comes out very flustered.
“You sound so needy. You’ve been wanting this for a while, haven’t you?”
His hand starts to travel down your pants, making you lose focus and forget how to talk.
“Come on, Y/N, answer me.”
“Uh, I-I guess, yeah.”
Wriothesley smirks a little. “Where’s all that confidence gone?”
You try to respond with something witty, but nothing comes out.
He just laughs and pushes you gently onto his desk, completely ignoring all the papers that go flying. His hand gently snakes down and starts pawing at your cock through the outside of your pants. You’re somehow already rock hard.
Wriothesley notices immediately. “If you wanted me so badly, you shoulda just asked. Didn’t have to spend all those nights alone with just your fist.” He says softly, leaning in to say it directly into your ear.
You start to respond, but Wriothesley stops you, clearly done with your bullshit.
“Just stop talking.” He says as he unbuttons your pants with his right hand, “Or I could just cover your mouth. Feels like that’d be easier wouldn’t it?”
You don't speak, just glare at him. He smiles and pulls your cock out of your pants and lets it hang out in the open.
You let out a soft moan as he taps your cock, and this time he does cover your mouth with his left hand. You look at him confused since you technically didn’t say anything.
“I know, you didn’t say anything.” Wriothesley says into your ear, “I just don't want people to hear.”
No, you want me to be quiet. No one can even hear us up here. You think to yourself.
You watch as Wriothesley’s right hand starts fondling your balls gently. You moan into his hand as he toys with you, grabbing his arm with both hands to steady yourself a little. Through the outline of his pants, it’s very clear that he himself is getting hard.
“Mmmph.” You moan into his hand as he suddenly gives a small smack to your balls.
“Quit staring at me. Pay attention to what I’m doing to you, got it?”
You nod and look down at where his hand is, your breath heavy.
“Good boy.” He says as he goes back to toying with your balls.
He plays with your balls in silence for an almost unbearable amount of time before finally turning his attention to your cock. By now, you’re so hard it borderline hurts.
When he puts his hand on your cock, it's heavenly. Stroking you, up and down, and even whispering into your ear.
“Such a needy boy, aren’t you?” “I should’ve done this sooner, you look so good.” “You’re being so good for once.”
You whimper and moan into his hand. Just as you’re about to cum, Wriothesley stops touching you. He takes his right hand off your cock and puts it on your leg.
You move his hand off your face. “Please.” You whine.
“Did you really think I’d let you off that easily?” Wriothesley says as he takes his left hand and puts it under your chin. “Seriously. You’ve been pissing me off, so now you're gonna wait. You’ll be fine.”
You go to protest but Wriothesley stops you with a kiss. It’s soft. He knows that if it were rough you’d be finished right then and there.
He kisses you gently through your whines and pleas, forcing you to calm down. When your breathing is much more shallow and controlled, he starts slowly stroking you with his right hand again. Keeping your face close to him using his left.
His kisses become rougher and the strokes are faster this time.
It’s almost too much. You start to beg and plead as your breathing becomes heavier again. Wriothesley doesn't care and keeps going until you’re at the edge again. This time he lets go of you entirely and stands there just staring at you as he palms himself through his own pants.
He watches you as you gasp and try to catch your breath. His eyes scan over every inch of you.
You can’t take it anymore. You take your own hand and try to touch yourself but Wriothesley smacks it out of the way.
“Come over here.” He says as he goes behind you and sits on his chair, pushing it so it’s no longer facing his desk.
You walk over and stand in front of him. Just by looking at him, it’s clear that this is some sort of game
“Take your pants off and get on your knees.”
You sigh and drop your pants. You should’ve guessed that if this happened, he was going to want to mess with you a little.
You drop to your knees in front of him. You decide to not risk messing with him and just start undoing his pants.
“I’m surprised you don’t have something to say. Giving up that easy?”
You roll your eyes as you pull out his cock and gently start stroking it. It’s pretty long, and has a little bit of girth. Just enough that you know it’ll stretch you out a little if it ends up in you.
“No, use your mouth.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
Wriothesley glares at you. “Then I’m not gonna let you finish.”
You sigh. You know he’s entirely serious so you take his cock in your mouth, gently sucking on it. Wriothesley sits and watches you for a second before playing with your hair. You can tell he’s enjoying it, despite how much of an asshole he thinks you are.
He groans when you start teasing him. Planting little kisses on him, only sucking the tip, anything you can think of to mess with him.
It works pretty well. Soon, Wriothesley is grabbing you by the back of your head and shoving you down on him. He doesn't push down all the way. Instead he just starts thrusting into your face over and over, until he eventually cums down the back of your throat.
You swallow his cum down, gasping for air. Wriothesley gives you a good fifteen seconds to recover before pulling you up off the ground. The second you’ve adjusted yourself around him, he picks you up and sits you down on the desk, clearly not caring about the papers.
“Agh!” You groan. "You coulda given me some warning.”
Wriothesley grins and puts his hand on your mouth again. “Seriously. Stop talking. Now put your hands behind your back.”
You roll your eyes. He could’ve easily just told you to stop talking but I guess this works too. You put your hands behind your back, thinking it’s just gonna be another fun game, but Wriothesley lays you down flat on your back.
Crap. I shouldn’t have done that, now he’s never gonna let me-
“Mmmph!” You gasp as Wriothesley lines up and enters you without warning, interrupting your thoughts. He enters you slowly, gasping as he goes.
“Fuck. You feel so good. Shoulda done this sooner.” He breathes as he bottoms out inside you.
You groan as he bottoms out, the stretch remarkable. You stare at him, waiting for him to move.
He does, but it’s agonizingly slow. You would tell him to move faster, but, you know.
Wriothesley moves at the slow pace for what feels like forever. He talks to you the whole time, telling you how he should’ve done this sooner, how annoying you are, but mostly just how good you feel.
It feels so good. You reach down to touch yourself, desperate for release.
“Fine.” Wriothesley groans. “You can cum.”
He speeds up his pace as you touch yourself. Desperate for release now, you go faster.
“Come on. That’s it.” Wriothesley leans in. “There you go, finish yourself off.”
You moan harder into his hand and brace yourself against the table.
Wriothesley makes it easy for you to finish by whispering in your ear the whole time, egging you on. He stops thrusting into you. He doesn't even have to anymore.
You come all over your chest, almost seeing stars from the force of your release.
“Now that you’ve had the attitude fucked out of you, are you gonna be good?”
“No.” You breathe heavily trying to catch your breath, “But you can keep trying, maybe it’ll work one day.”
