✻ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. men who like to overstimulate— whether that be by accident or intentional (Scaramouche, Xiao, Tartaglia)
✻ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. overstimulation, bratty! afab! Reader, creampie, praising, implied unbalanced power dynamics (Scaramouche), choking (Scaramouche), degradation (Scaramouche) Switch! Xiao and Fatui! Scaramouche (he drives me crazy)
didnt proofread and slightly slacked off with Ajax’s part. Mb gang
BALLADEER
The Balladeer? He's reckless when he's fucking you. He's all raw energy and unbridled passion, like a storm of thunder you can't control but can only surrender to. When the Balladeer's hands are on you, it's electric. Every touch sends shockwaves through you (quite literally) and every kiss feels hungry. As if he's trying to devour you whole.
Scaramouche will fuck you for hours if you ever dare to mouth off so don’t even think he’ll look past disorderly behavior. You’re his cute little subordinate after all. If his hands aren't firmly gripping your waist, then one of them is surely between your legs, his fingers working their magic with the kind of precision that only he seems to possess. Two fingers press into you, curling upward with perfect intent when they find that sensitive, gummy spot inside of you— the one that makes your knees tremble and threatens to steal the strength from your legs. Scaramouche’s other hand is no less active, the broad expanse of his palm pressing teasingly against your lower stomach. It's not just to make you feel more; it's to ensure you're at his mercy, unable to shift or chase after the rhythm he sets. He gives you only what he decides you’re allowed to have. And today, despite his day being ruined by your relentless teasing, he’s feeling unusually generous… perhaps even a bit too generous with the way he’s been overstimulating you.
You've always loved Scaramouche’s hands. You love the way they feel, the way they claim every part of you they touch, and especially the way his palm grinds against your clit when he slips a third finger inside. It's a delicious stretch, one that pulls wanton moans from your lips before you can even think to stifle them. It’s all too much. All too fast and too rough! But, god, you can’t get enough.
When frustration has been building up in him for far too long— he lets it show in the roughness of his words and touch.
That's when you feel his hand slide up to your neck, wrapping around your throat with a firm yet deliberate grip. “Fucking slut, huh? Yeah? You asked for this.”
XIAO
Xiao, who finally has enough of your teasing, your denial of the orgasm he was chasing and your constant mouthing off. He is so frustrated and annoyed that he flips the both of you over just so he can fuck you at the pace he's been aching for this entire night.
It takes you by surprise because the change is so sharp, as if a flip has switched. One second you're lazily riding the man, holding him down and bathing in his moans and whines for more. Denying him as often as your heart desires because you thought he'd let you.
And now you're beneath him, desperately gripping the sheets to try and find purchase as he fucks so hard and so fast that you're about to pass out. You've never been so full of him and still so hungry for more at the same time now that he's hitting spots inside of you that you didn't know existed in the first place.
Xiao holds you by your lifted hips, fucking himself into you like it would make up for the amounts of ruined orgasms you've brought him. And he does it so easily, handling you around like a doll made for his desires. "You’re impossible to handle,” He groans, the drag and pull of his fat cock rendering you speechless.
He knows you deserve the meanest of treatments. It would be just fair to almost drive you over the edge just to ruin every ounce of release once you're actually about to finish. Maybe he should've fucked your throat instead so he wouldn't have to deal with your attitude. Even now, all you do is complain and whine between broken moans and gasps for more. But, god, you feel too good, too warm and way too tight. The face you're making is motivation enough to keep on fucking you even after you've come.
Xiao rubs your clit, gifts you another orgasm, but he never slows his pace. And although Xiao fucks like he owns you, even he is moaning like a bitch when he empties his balls into you.
TARTAGLIA
There's nothing Ajax likes better than seeing your stupid colorful socks dangling over his shoulders as he fucks his fat cock into your gushing pussy. Your nails dig into his biceps, whining for him, telling him that it's too much but not pushing him away as he pounds you harder.
"A-Ajax!" Your eyes roll back whenever he hits that special spot inside of you, but Ajax isn't stopping until he's sure your pussy is filled to the brim. You're so close to drooling all over your chin, moaning his name over and over just to spur him on a little.
Ajax isn't exactly known to be a patient man, but he'll make an exception for you. Fucking you senseless is an art he's more than willing to practice over and over again until he's mastered it. It doesn't matter whether his balls are coated in your slick, or you babble incoherent sentences about how big he is, about how full you feel.
He knows he did a great job fucking you when he finally empties his balls into you and you gush around him like you've never before.
"you look-- s-shit! look so pretty like this. Pussy feels so fuckin' good, so fuckin' wet. Am I making you feel good, baby? C’mon, talk to me."
Xiao, being the sweetest and understanding partner. He always will protect you from anything, anyone, even the scary spider that shows up in the corner of your room, never getting angry when you call his name even for the smallest thing. He understands you may feel different than himself, so who is he to judge what you call him for? He wants to be useful for you no matter what.
Xiao, being the cutest without him even realizing. He doesn't understand a lot of mortals ways. Including figure-of-speeches. It's raining cats and dogs? Are they okay? He's so silly and he doesn't understand your giggles at his words. He blushes lightly from the smallest touch from you, who knew the scary adeptus could be so cute?
Xiao, being jealous in all the right ways. You're getting ready to go out with friends, and he watches how you pull your clothes on. He has a small pout on his face, what if someone with less karma finds you cute? You have to remind him that he's your one and only. And he might make you wear something showing that... If someone flirts with you in public, he would stare at them with his piercing gaze, I think they'll get the point when a dark green seems to emit from himself.
Xiao, not being good with physical touch, though he'll do anything for you. He has never understood touching, and it quite frankly scares him. What if he hurts you somehow? He's dangerous. But when you fall asleep next to him, curled up against his chest, he won't move. He will sit there lightly stroking your hair, barely moving an inch so you can get well deserved rest. He sees couples in public holding hands, sharing drinks, sitting closely together, so he unconsciously, and slowly slips his hand into yours. When you grip it tight he sighs in relief.
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Xiao, when bottomed out can't stop his aggressive thrusts. He's grunting, sweating, 'hhn.." escaping his lips. He has you pressed hard into the mattress, belly flush against your blankets and his rough hand pressing into the small of your back, the other grabbing your waist. Apologies leave his mouth as he's thrusting desperately into you, your body writhing as you've finished over and over.
Xiao, whining and gripping your hair as his cock is stuffed down your throat. Curses leave his parted lips as he's pulling at your hair, shoving himself so deep tears prick your eyes. You dig your nails into his tensed thighs, and that only adds to his pleasure, the pain driving him further, his cock twitching in your mouth coating your throat in his sticky finish, you swallowing it all down. His face flushed, sweating as his eyes squeeze shut.
Xiao, enjoying being topped sometimes, burying his face in a pillow. You bounce on his dick, hands against his toned stomach. Whines escaping his mouth, muffled by the pillow he has covering his face. He gets far too embarrassed for eye contact or you seeing his face in this position, his legs twitching beneath you and his stomach clenching. He mutters pleads to you, begging to finish inside. Once he does, he's thanking you, shoving his hips up into you, his hands go from clawing the sheets to gripping down hard on your hips to force you down, leaving bruises the shape of his hands.
Xiao, leaving marks all over your body. He's biting, licking, sucking on any place available to him. The words, you're mine, leave his lips. Sinking his teeth into your neck, your back arching back, he pulls back panting. He trails down, meeting your chest and sucking dark purple into it, leaving red bites, his fingers roughly pushing into the bruises on your neck as he continues down. He glances up at you with pleading eyes as he gets lower and lower, his gaze clouded over almost darkly, the second you give him a nod, he's diving beneath your underwear like a starved man.
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A/N: A little bit late in my timezone but! Happy Birthday Xiao :3 I am working on requests I promise guys, I've been busy irl so bad (adulting is hard.) But if you want any updates on any of ur requests contact me. :3
