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bunny's masterstroke | lohen x reader | NSFW | excerpt

summary: you were supposed to be watching a movie, but when lohen confesses his love to you, you both get a little distracted. themes: tw//mentions of past SA during transactional sex, bunny-girl-hostess!reader, yandere!lohen, obsessive themes, handjobs, male whimpers, first time with each other, he cums, white knight syndrome, netflix n chill, declarations of love, porn with plot word count: 1.1k | ao3 ♡ (one of author's personal favorites)

You can’t recall the last time you ended up between a man’s legs because you wanted to.

“Bunny,” Lohen moans, his fist balled into the hem of his shirt, pulled halfway over his defined stomach. “F-fuck, that’s good.”

Your hand slides up and down Lohen’s shaft, coated in a thick layer of lube from the stash in your purse. You watch the expressions that flicker across his face as you switch from a two-fingered grasp to your full fist, delighting in the way he turns his chin to the sky. His chest heaves under his button down, stretching the fabric with each heavy gulp of air he takes, making your own swell with pride. With soft breaths, you twist your fist around him on your way up and down, feeling him throb against your palm.

Maybe it’s because you aren’t used to doing this with someone you like, but you take extra notice of how Lohen whimpers. He digs his teeth into his lip when you do something he likes, and when you try to ease off the pressure, he whines. His hips snap up into your palm sporadically, like if you gave him the chance, he’d fuck himself instead.

You feel a clench between your legs. A moistening of the fabric between your thighs.

“Nn,” Lohen whines, needy and breathy. His nails claw at the couch. “Put your thumb on it again, Bunny—nn.”

You do as he asks, and he repays you with another sweet whimper. Rubbing your thumb against his glans, smearing his precum all over his head, you stare longingly after Lohen, satisfied thoroughly by his red-faced gasping. His hips buck into you again, and a tiny spurt of precum stains your fingers.

“Oh, fuck,” he says, his brows furrowing, teeth gnashing together. “Bunny, I just might—cum.”

You smile. “Wouldn’t it be better to do it in my mouth?”

His eyes open and bulge. Staring at you with that shocked expression, Lohen thrusts his dick once more. A hot line of seed erupts from his bulging tip, running down your fingers, turning your handjob both wet and sticky. You wring it out of him, he cums again, and with another shy moan, he falls limp in your hand.

Lohen’s looking at you, but it’s almost like he’s not physically present. He pants raggedly, his lips parted, so focused on staring at you that a trickle of drool runs down his chin. You gently set him down before lifting your hand to your mouth.

You watch him as you lick yourself clean. His tongue swipes across his lower lip, and with his mouth closed, he breathes heavily through his nose instead. His face is still soaked in crimson, the color consuming him from his hairline to his chest. As you suck his bitter cum off your fingers, you watch his expression morph.

“Th…thanks,” he says, his voice somewhat shaky. “You’re…really good at that.”

You smile. “One of the perks of the job, I guess.”

“Huh.”

Lohen’s breath catches so hard, you hear it. He leans over his thighs, and all of a sudden, it’s almost like he was never struggling for air in the first place. Those eyes of his are wide, staring just a hair’s breadth away from your own. In a low, growling voice, he asks you, “What?”

Shocked, you stumble back onto your heels. You blink rapidly, unsure what’s consumed him, and mumble, “I-I said…one of the perks…of the job…”

He tilts your chin up, forcing you to look back into those searing eyes. They don’t blink. They don’t waver. His tone remains grave.

“You’ve done this before?”

Your jaw drops. Shame flushes you as you stammer, “Y-yes. But never with anyone I like, Lohen—.”

“Someone made you do this with them?”

“I wouldn’t say made me,” you sputter, shaking your head. “It’s pretty normal for cabaret girls to, um. Sell their services to clients on their own time. But I…it’s not like I want to, I just…”

Tears poke at the corners of your eyes. You feel dirty, sinful, full of shame. The red letters “OVERDUE” flash through your mind, the sensation of calloused palms, the feeling of fists in your hair preceding dollars tucked into your cleavage. You feel nauseous, your eyes flicking around the darkness of Lohen’s condo as you search for the words to salvage this.

“I’m sorry—,” you try to say.

“I’ll kill them.”

A chill creeps up your spine. Goosebumps rise along your arms as the room begins to feel so cold, you’re certain Lohen left the window open. His eyes; piercing, searing, unblinking; remain fixed to yours. In a cold, mechanical voice, he repeats, “I’ll kill them.”

“Wh…” You lift your hand to your heart, feeling it race a mile a minute under your palm. “Lohen, what…?”

He leans over, catching your chin between his thumb and forefinger, and gives you a kiss so hot, your goosebumps nearly settle. The taste of your salty tears and his sweet apple cider fills your mouth, the texture of his tongue tickling your upper palette. He kisses you hard, his mouth practically mashing against yours as he sucks your lips again, again, and again.

When he pulls away from you, his eyes are soft again. He brushes the tears off your cheeks, and you quiver beneath him. He presses a ginger kiss to your browbone.

“Money problems?” he asks gently.

You feel compelled to tell the truth, lest the frigid Lohen from before make his reappearance.

“It’s okay,” he says, kissing you chastely. “Don’t cry, Bunny. You couldn’t have known that I was coming to save you.”

Your lips tremble. “Save…me…?”

“I’ve got you,” he insists, butterfly kisses to your cheek. “If it’s money you need, I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you, Bunny, I promise.”

Something about his intensity doesn’t sit right within your gut.

“Come on, Princess,” he says, his eyes twinkling like that of a charming prince. “Where’s that smile of yours?”

Another tear rolls down your face. Slowly, unsurely, you make your lips do as he says, but the motion doesn’t feel natural.

“I love you,” Lohen murmurs, grinning with his upper row of teeth. “I’m here now, so I promise I’ll protect you. No one will ever touch you again, Bunny, I swear.”

He kisses your cheek and your eyes slide to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The movie on the TV glares against the dark glass, projecting a flipped image of a princess embracing her knight, laid right over top of you and Lohen. As Lohen presses his mouth to your skin repeatedly, you feel weak.

Maybe you fucked up.

Or maybe, you need this.

“I love you,” he repeats desperately. “I love you so much, Bunny. I’d fucking do anything for you, I promise.”

This isn’t right. You don’t know love, but this doesn’t feel right.

“Don’t cry, pretty girl,” he whispers. “I’m here for you.”

Even if it doesn’t feel right, it feels good.

So you relax under his touch. As he kisses your tears away and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, you close your eyes.

And you pray you haven’t made a grave mistake.

a/n: i apologize for the corny title but i laughed out loud when i saw that's what his elemental skill is called LMAO anyway, this is an excerpt from Ch. [1/?] of A Good Bunny Stays in her Pen. if you liked it, please consider reading the full and leaving a kudos! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ im making a taglist specifically for this fic! if you would like to become one of lohen’s bunnies (tagged for chapter updates of this fic only) reblog and/or comment! to join my general genshin x reader taglist and be notified of all genshin posts, rb another genshin work or tell me in your comment (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ thank you! ✨⋆˙⟡ ad astra abyssosque! ⋆˙⟡✨: @kinkiaan29, @niki-is-a-reblog, @fml7113, @foggypenguincrusade, @lynndt-chocolate@nobody-tm, @arunima098, @astralgleam, @jiaennie, @nemis1s

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