Hsr men with a male reader who's been such a good boy for them, doing all the chores in the house, following requests immediately, and helping them without asking for anything back, so they reward him by fucking/riding his brains outꉂ૮(°□°'˶)ა!!
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a/n: hi guys, apple here again . sorry for disappearing I'll try to be more active, been working because unfortunately the grind never stops but on another note I'm SO fucking excited to write this request thank you for it I'm so happy (ʃƪ＾3＾）
hsr x male reader !! smut (sorry for lack of characters I spaced tf out)
characters: Sunday, blade, aventurine, jiaoqiu, Dan heng, phainon, mydei.
when sunday would return back home to see his beloved, you, he'd be pleased to see how clean the house was, how it constantly stayed clean, and the delicious smell of your cooking coming from the kitchen. you'd always been so good for him, making sure the house stayed in good condition when he wasn't around to care for it, and making sure he was taken care of too. of course he'd also do his part, he couldn't let his baby do all the work all the time, he'd help out here and there, and sometimes he'd repay you in other ways, even though you never asked him for anything in return, he'd be more than happy to treat you to things. maybe he'd gift you something sweet and personal, maybe he'd cook special meals for you too some nights, and maybe he'd absolutely let you take whatever you needed from him, be it riding him till your thighs get sore, or he'll fuck you as long as you need him to, he could do both, making your dick achy and sore from how many times he'd make you cum and how good he'd make you feel, anything for his good boy.
blade wouldn't be too outward about his praises, but he definitely wouldn't let you feel unappreciated. of course he would notice and be grateful for how he cared for your home, how you'd always be so helpful with even the smallest of tasks, quit to help him whenever he asks for it, to him, it made his long life just a bit more comfortable, and he was grateful to have you in it, even for a short while. he'd offer a sweet "good job" whenever you'd do something good, or he'd tell you he's proud of you when he'd come home to a spotless house or a perfectly made bed. sometimes he wouldn't say anything, instead giving you touches as sweet as he could manage, bandaged and scarred hands squeezing your waist or rubbing your arms to show his appreciation. other times, he'd approach and just offer himself up to you, you'd always been so eager and ready to help him however he needs, so he's more than willing to return the favor. he could give you everything you need. just one round? fine by him, he'll make sure it'll be worth your time. multiple rounds ? he'd got more than enough stamina for it, his skill and determination wouldn't falter even a little, no matter how many times your pretty dick would cum and how many times he would as well, he'd continue however you needed, he'd ride your dick or let you ride him, stroking your dick as you bounced on his cock, or maybe he'd just fold you over and pound you into the sheets, however you need him, you have him.
He'd always be so pleased with you, you were always so sweet to him, polishing his jewelry for him, ironing and fixing up his expensive clothes for him and laying out outfits for him to wear each day, he found it all so nice and sweet of you. you'd always made sure he was fed too, he absolutely loved your cooking, and was so so grateful for someone so loving as you. of course, your actions wouldn't go without rewards, he did love to treat and spoil you after all, even if you'd refuse and insist you'd just enjoyed taking care of him. he'd give you money, presents, anything you might've mentioned wanting in passing, or he'd happily get on his knees in front of you and give you the best head of your whole life, his throat so warm and wet around your cock, not gagging once, he'd promised he'd suck the soul out of you, and aeons, he would definitely keep his word, sucking you till you damn near passed out.
as much as jiaoqiu didn't like to admit it, he needed your help with more things than most others would, stuff he wouldn't usually need help doing, but given his blindness, he needed your assistance. you would be more than happy to help him, though, holding his hands and guiding him around, assisting him in cooking while still trying to give him the freedom to do it himself the best he could, and he'd really try his best to cook for you. basic tasks, you'd assist him with, to his slightly guilt, but you'd insist he wasn't burdening you in the slightest, and of course, just because he couldn't see, didn't mean he couldn't make you feel good. he was still quite good and skilled with his hands, and it would so in the way his hand stroked your dick, the way his fingers would repeatedly hit your prostate while stretching you out for his cock, maybe he'd even tease you with his fluffy pink tail, a sly but gentle smirk on his face when he'd make you squirt in his hand.
It was a bit strange for Dan heng, because usually he'd be the first to want to do things for you, to service you, but of course he'd be grateful when you'd take care of him, cleaning up the archives, fixing up his bed, making his clothes all nice and neat, etc. you'd do it all so happily, and it would soften his heart a lot, it took some weight of his shoulder and made his life a little bit easier, which was something he loved so deeply about you. Dan heng would make sure to service you well in return, he'd let you ride him as long as you wanted, as much as your poor legs could handle, and he'd flip you over and fuck you so good, his cocks hitting so deep inside you and filling you up so much, bulging a little out of your tummy, your own cock slapping against your stomach as he fucked you at any pace you'd desire, fucking you till you felt dizzy and numb, eyes rolled back in your skull when you'd come again.
the deliverer was so sweet, pleased with the way you'd treat him, you swore if he had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy every time you'd make some food or a sweet little treat for him, or when you'd polish his nice boots and straighten out his clothes, and he'd enjoy it greatly when you'd give him a gentle massage after he has a rather strenuous training session with mydei, soothing his aching muscles. you were his sweet boy, and god he loved you dearly, and it showed in the way he was so eager to please you back, he'd rut into you desperately, glad to make you feel just as good as you did him, fucking you with such love and passion it made your mind go black, whines and moans slipping mindlessly from your lips when he'd ride your cock, his hole so tight around you and absolutely milking you dry till you couldn't fill him with cum anymore.
it pleased the young prince greatly with the little things you'd do for him, it would always mean a lot. preparing his favorite pomegranate juice with milk, polishing and cleaning the golden armor and his golden boots, brushing out his slightly messy hair and fixing his braid for him, making his life more comfortable, he loved and appreciated you for it, and hell, he'd make sure to let you know. he'd look so delicious as his muscular frame hovered over you, muscles rippling with each thrust as his cock hit your sweet spot, he was practically fucking your pretty brains out, making you all dumb around his thick cock, a proud grin on his face when your nails would dig into his toned back, he knew he was making you feel so good.
