a/n: me, suddenly realising I have a daddy kink 🫠 no use of the word daddy in this fic though. I’ll only use the kink when specified by the ask, since I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.
18+, NSFW content below cut, minors DNI.
Pierro towers above you as you sit in his lap. He ignores you whilst he work at his desk, despite you whining needily and grinding against him, begging for his attention. Instead he just keeps his arm stretched around you to fill out his paperwork.
“Sort yourself out.” He says impassively, his attention locked onto the sheets of paper before him. He could leave his paperwork until later, but it was far more fun winding you up and making you beg to be fucked.
But to his surprise you make a whiny grumble and do just as he said, pushing away so you can remove your constricting clothing.
His icy blue Khaenri'ah eyes briefly scan over your figure. His says nothing, but his lips twitch up and he breathes a quiet laugh. He only needs to give you his permission and you’re reaching for his belt, unbuckling it, removing it and purposefully leaving it on the desk, next to his paperwork.
You pump his cock a few times, he’s already hard, the tip wet with precum from your dry humping and whiny words for him. Yet he remains cool and collected, ignoring you completely.
You bite your cheek and pout grumpily, turning around you face toward his desk as you decide on taking his cock reverse cowgirl.
“Aah..” You gasp breathlessly, wasting no time as you stretch yourself open with your fingers and slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You quiver at the delightful feeling of being stretched by his thick, lengthy cock. His large girth stretches your slick, desperate hole wide.
“Mm..” you keep moaning unashamedly, taking him completely. His cock bulges inside you, causing your stomach to ache pleasurably as you run your hand over the swollen area. The feeling of being so impossibly full scatters your thoughts every time, your mind instantly dumb for nothing other than the thick cock buried deep inside you.
You reach up to grab his upper arms for support, but he’s quicker as he leans his head down to whisper a firm “No.” in your ear. You’d cause his hand to slip whilst he writes after all and he can’t have that. Not while he’s very busy.
With a pout, you grip the arms of his chair instead. Using them for support as you push yourself up and then thrust back down against him. You start slow so your body can adjust to his fat cock.
“Haa..” you moan with each bounce, taken by the blissful feeling. You let the back of your head rest against his shoulder, your lips parted as gasps escape your lungs each time you take him to the hilt.
Your needy body is quick to burn with pleasure, your orgasm building embarrassingly fast.
“Already?” He says gruffly. “It’s only been a few minutes.” He snorts a laugh, your quivering body and shaky moans giving you away. He always teases you for this, teases you for how much you desire him.
“Pierro..” you whine beautiful in his lap, never missing a beat as you bounce on his cock. “Please..” you keep begging for him to touch you, to let you spill over the edge whilst your lips are together.
“Have you already forgotten what I told you, kitten?” He teases his teeth over the sensitive rim of your ear. A shiver runs through your body at the sensation. “Do it yourself.” He grins against you, then returns his gaze back to his work.
“Mmn.. but..” you want to keep begging, but you know it’s no use. He always gets the final say, you’ll just have to obey is orders like always. You push your shaky body on, thrusting your behind down against him quickly. Using his cock to draw yourself closer and close to release.
“Ah!” You cry out desperately, your body shakes with pleasure as you cum with him buried to the hilt. Your ass flat against his lap as you tilt your head back and moan his name beautifully. Your desire drips between your thigh, soaking his expensive trousers.
“See? You’re more than capable of helping yourself.” He says, bemused at your quivering self and how your eyes are still glazed over with wanton desire.
“Now.. it’s time for me to use you.” He chuckles deeply, and pushes you off his lap and flat against the desk.
“Ah-!” You gasp in shock as he immediately thrusts back in side you, easily gliding into your wet, sloppy hole.
He traps your hips against the edge of the desk and presses down between your shoulder blades, pinning you in place. He then reaches for his belt that you had so conveniently left on the desk for him.
“I can spare a few hours for you now, kitten.” He suppresses a laugh as he takes your small wrists in his large hands and binds them together with the belt.
He holds your bound wrists with one hand and tucks the other under your jaw, tilting your head right back. You bite your lip as you look up at his face, his own lips turned up into a devious grin.
You part your lips for him, the tip of your tongue poking out as you silently beg for him to kiss you. Fortunately for you he doesn’t hesitate, capturing your lips in a kiss that is anything but gentle.
His tongue seeking yours, deepening the kiss as he steals your moans before they have a chance to escape.
He continues to overwhelm your senses, his lips and tongue were either devouring your mouth or teasing your neck. Alternating between sucking and biting, marking your delicate skin with hickeys.
They’ll remain there for weeks, and even when they do fade he’ll just mark you up again. Can’t have anyone doubting his ownership over you.
Meanwhile his cock continues to stretch you wide and hit deep inside you with each hard thrust, endlessly seeking your wet, hot core.
It’ll be a long while before his ravenous lust for you calms down, and by then you’ll have been filled up again and again. Your stomach bulging with his seed, the excessive amount of cum leaking down your thighs and staining the floor around your feet.
You know you can never be with anyone else, not that you would want to, because no one else could ever come close to satisfying your needs like he did.
He doesn’t desire anyone else either, no one fits around his cock as well as you do. Plus, he simply adores the look of pure ecstasy on your face every time he’s finished emptying himself inside you.
a/n: i really need to start writing some soft romantic smut again but.. harbringers.. they bring out the worst in me and you’re all sending in the dirtiest thirst to keep me thirsty afffff 😩
I saw this just before I clocked into work today and it was on my mind for the entirety of my shift.
So here’s a dirty NSFW fic because I was just itching to write and I’m also horny as hell for these men right now too ;)
Pairings: Dottore & Pantalone x GN!Reader
Warnings: Threesome, rough sex, dom!Dottore, dom!Pantalone, sub!reader, unprotected sex, spanking, oral (giving), choking, degrading names, reader doesn’t say much for obvious reason, reader’s kinda a slut but that’s just how I’m feeling right now ;)))).
W/c: 1k words
Summary: You let Dottore and Pantalone have their fun with you in the Harbringer’s private leisure room at the palace.
a/n: there’s probably some missed spelling/grammar mistakes because I was just too horny whilst writing and proofreading this LMAO.
NSFW, 18+ content under cut, minors DNI.
“Mmn..” you moan beautifully as your wrap your soft lips around Dottore’s cock. The warmth of your mouth and the pumping of your hand up and down his length has him groaning unashamedly. You look up at him through your eyelashes as he gazes down at you with a cocky sneer, he laughs before speaking.
“You were right, Pantalone, (y/n) really does have the best mouth in the palace.” He mocks you whilst you kneel on all four on what is probably the most expensive ottoman you’ve ever seen.
“Be grateful I’m even tolerating you right now.” Pantalone ignored his words and instead offered him a fake smile laced with malice, he would rather have you for himself. But Dottore happened upon your little ‘tryst’ in the leisure room and you needily begged him to share you with the notorious Doctor.
Next time, he decided, he wouldn’t let you have your way and instead take you back to his quarters. Then there definitely wouldn’t be any interruptions.
“Ah-!” You choke a gasp as Pantalone glides his hand up your thighs, removing your pesky clothing so he can tease your core. Your desire burned in your stomach for him, for both of them, as your arousal leaked out of you.
He frees himself from his trousers, and rubs his lengthy cock against your dripping wetness. Coating himself more than sufficiently enough.
“I should really be offended, seeing you getting aroused so quickly for another man.” He smoothed one hand higher, squeezing your rounded ass before bringing his hand down on it in a quick, hard smack.
“Mmn-!” You try to gasp at the sharp pain, but Dottore keeps your mouth busy. He guides himself to enter inside you, pushing embarrassingly easily inside. You let out a muffled moan in delight as he sunk deeper, and deeper, burying himself to the hilt.
“But then again, a renown whore like you has had a taste of almost all the Harbringers at this point.” He snorted a laugh and brought his hand down once more, the smack jolting you forward. You whined softly at the degrading name, though it simply sparked your arousal more, and at the stinging sensation of his spanking.
“Almost all?” Dottore sounded impressed, as he was seemingly unaware of your apparently known loose nature. Pantalone replied with a simple hum of acknowledgment, he gripped your hips in each hand and began thrusting his hard cock in and out slowly.
“Hmm.. so what number am I?” He chuckled, you tried to pull back and remove him from your mouth but he gave you no time to answer.
“I didn’t give you permission to actually speak, whore.” He said lowly, his gaze taunting.
Instead he grips your hair with one hand, taking full control as he pushes and pulls you up and down his thick, hard cock. His other hand rests just under your jaw, squeezing your neck each time you take his length to the hilt.
“Mmph-!” you choke each time he does this, your hands grip at his thighs desperately, he had warned you he’d be rough but you didn’t quite expect him start so quickly. Saliva and precum leaked from around his cock, spilling down your chin and onto the cushion below.
“Sixth..?” He smirks. You can’t reply, only shake your head as best you can as tears prick the corner of your eyes as he continues to fuck your throat deeply.
“Mm.. seventh?” His sarcastic grin stretches wider as you shake your head again.
The pleasure to your core quickly started to build as Pantalone began to pick up his pace, jealous of your attention being else where. His deep strokes hit just the right spots, roughly knocking against the most sensitive parts inside you. You weren’t sure how long you can last between the two of them.
“Ninth..?” He throws his head back and laughs loudly as you give a little nod. “Why, I’m rather late to the party aren’t I?” He continues to laugh mockingly.
“Why did no one tell me sooner?” He faked a sad, hurt sigh. His fingers tighten around your hair, pulling almost painfully. Oh how much fun he’d been missing out on.
“Because who’d want to share such a skilled slut with you?” Pantalone shot back, it was bad enough that he had to share you at all. The two of them exchanged insults, and matched each other’s quickening paces. Thrusting back and forth between each other, their breathing and voices soon becoming heavy and full with arousal.
Pantalone toyed with your core, his fingers edging you closer to release as you tighten deliciously around his cock.
Then finally, after what felt like an eternity of having your guts and throat rearranged, the desire built up inside of you burst as you came suddenly. Dirtying everything below you.
Your face was a picture of bliss having finally orgasmed, your eyes hazy with lust and continued desire.
The two mean groaned almost simultaneously, burying their cocks to the tilt against your mouth and entrance. Their dicks twitched as they shot hot ropes of white cum into you, filling you up just like you wanted.
“Clean up every last drop.” Dottore order you, pulling away and finally allowing you to suck in needy mouthfuls of air. You quickly did as you were told though, holding onto his still hard cock and licking away each and every drop of cum.
“And no moving off my cock until it’s all settled deep inside you.” Pantalone laughed hotly, he ran his finger tips of over hot red hand prints on your cheeks from his spanking.
“Then we swap, alright?” Dottore smirked wildly, he couldn’t wait to take you from behind, to leave your hips bruised from his harsh grip.
A knock at the door and Pantalone replying with a steady “Enter.” brought some sense back into you.
“M-my lords.” The gunslinger who entered the room stammered, before composing himself. “Lord Jester summons you, the meeting has already started.” He keeps his posture steady but his eyes flick to you, still spit roast between the two men, every now and then.
His, and others, opinions on you mattered little, after all you enjoyed nothing more than being the personal favourite whore, no.. cum dump, of the Harbringers.
a/n: horny levels for these men; ♾. i would sell my soul for their dicks.
wish I’d made it a little longer now, I did originally plan on having Pantalone giving reader oral, another time perhaps.. ;)
okay but im surprised we don’t have any smut/requests with prime/current dottore fucking you with his clones-
I honestly had no idea about the clones until I opened Genshin and saw Childe’s new voice lines about the Harbringers. That’s pretty wild, and definitely fits the ‘insane doctor’ they’ve set him up to be lmao
Besides watching the cinematic and hearing Childe’s voice lines I haven’t actually done any other research into the different Harbringers.
Though I’ve got some base knowledge on Dottore, Arlecchino and Pantalone because they’ve already been spoken about within the storyline. (Arlecchino’s is mentioned in a hidden quest, and Pantalone in Yelan’s story.)
But I digress because god do I love this idea. Why have one Dottore fucking you when you can have SEVERAL? 💦
Pairings: Dottore x gn!reader
Warnings: Unprotected sex, rough sex, orgy, oral (giving & receiving), sub!reader, dom!dottore, possessiveness, overstimulation, no fluff dottore doesn’t care lmao
W/c: Bulletpoint Headcanons (600 words)
a/n: I really, really mean it with the possessiveness in this one. Dottore owns your body and mind, and you just can’t get enough of his dark desires.
18+ NSFW content below cut, minors DNI.
He thoroughly enjoys the idea of you being fucked out of your mind by multiple people, but at the same time he is far too possessive to share you.
His clones are certainly convenient for this. Despite the fact that he definitely gets jealous of himself and will punish you for it.
So get ready to be fucked hard and raw by each and everyone of them, your abused hole will be seeping with their cum.
It doesn’t take long for you to forgot which one is the real Dottore, and they’ll each mock you for it. Teasing and toying, trying to make you guess at who it is.
And if you guess wrong then well, that’s just too bad. You’ll just have to taste and be taken by them all one by one all over again.
I mean, how are you even supposed to know when they’re all exactly the same anyways? You know he just likes to find any reason to punish you~~
Because oh what a sight you are, lying over his research desk your back pressed against the cold, hard wood.
He’ll either stripped you of your clothes himself or order you to do it. It just depends on his mood, either way your bare body needs to be on full display for each one of them.
Sometimes he uses you as a prize for his clones, a reward for doing their duties perfectly, because after all they desire just as much as he does.
And you desire him equally so, so who are you to say no? All he needs to do is say “Strip and present yourself.” and your on that desk in a heartbeat. He, of course, finds your desperation for him hilarious as he laughs mockingly at you. That mean sneer always plastered across his lips.
He’d never actually admit that sometimes you only need to be in the same room as him for his cock harden and ache for you, that his feelings and desires for you are so desperate.
His pride always stops him from telling you that he only wants you. That he there is nobody else he needs to fulfil all of his dark, filthy desires with.
Whilst you’re spread on the desk one of his clones buries his head between your legs, tipping you over the edge over and over again until they decide your ready to be fucked. Their fingers bruise your hips as they pull you back onto their thick cock, knocking deep against your sweet spot with each thrust.
Another clone stands in front of you. Their fingers twisted into your hair as they pull you forward, fucking your mouth mercilessly.
Each version of himself wants to fuck you from every angle. Your hands grip their dicks, stroking them until your body is coated with their seed. Everyone hole is full, pounded relentlessly and overflowing with cum.
When one of them finally shoot their load into you you get only a mere seconds of rest before another one takes their place. The sound wet, sloppy and deliciously lewd.
They do this until each clone is finally fully satisfied and your babbling nonsense and weeping from overstimulation.
There’s nothing more wonderful for them, for him, to see you lying there; utterly spent and fucked dumb.
Zhongli feeling his heat season being close. It's the first time he has to experience it as mortal.
At first, he can keep his desires in check. But...with his lover falling asleep on him , completely unaware about his current troubles and the effect their closeness has on him...the dragon within him can't help but to ...claim what's his.
They find themselves being the target - Zhongli looking down at them, somewhat sorry while he lets his desires run wild , simply unable to hold them back and his unholy craving to be quenched with the help of his Lover.
(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ enjoy!
irbfjfithshf, apologies for the late reply! ty for the thirst Anon you really know how to provide~ 🙏👌
I’m here for discomposed Zhongli. He’s normally alone when his heat sets in and with no partner he cares deeply for. So usually there’s barely an effect, there’s no need for these urges to take a hold of him.
But now he’s got you and his heat hits him hard for the first time in years. It’s the middle of the night and your pressed up against him, unaware of the desire burning through his body. His body goes stiff as he realises what’s going on, but it’s already too late as he clenches his teeth.
You’re unaware that you suddenly smell so incredibly desirable, so incredibly delicious. You’re already covered in his scent, but there’s a slight hint of other people. You did go into the marketplace today, where it’s particularly busy and bustling with people.
It makes him scowl, you should only carry his scent to let everyone know you’re his and his alone.
He’s always so calm, polite and humble, so can you just imagine when you wake up because he’s tossing and turning in bed, his discomfort obvious. There’s sweat running down his brow, and his eyes are screwed closed, you reach up cup his face thinking he’s in pain.
Instead, you’re about to learn what it means to be claimed by a beast.
You soon realise it’s not pain as he calls your name in a deep and husky tone. His gaze meets yours and it glows with a deep hunger, a sight unlike anything you’ve ever seen from him.
He clenches his teeth as he grasped your waist and flipped you below him. You make an undignified noise as your pinned to the bed, his hands now grasping yours and pinning them above your head.
His expression turned back into one of pain, he bites his lip harshly as you gazed up at him in shock. He manages to shake away the desire clouding his thoughts and tells you about his heat, about how he’s fighting to hold it back.
You’re shocked at first, but you trust him with more than your life. You tell him you want to help him through his heat, and offer yourself up completely. Suddenly it’s his turn to be shocked as he didn’t expect your answer, didn’t expect you to offer yourself so readily.
“I won’t be able hold back..” he warns you, his hands gripping yours tightly.
“I don’t care, claim me as your own.” You reassured him again, and this time he doesn’t hesitate. His lips crash against yours in a needy, desperate kiss. Your teeth clash together as you try to keep up with his devouring kiss, your tongues fight for dominance despite you knowing you’d loose.
You both tear each other clothes off haphazardly, his movements were desperate and rough. It was sending sparks to your core knowing he desires you so much.
Wrapping your legs around his waist as he enters into you, filling you completely in one hard trust. He pulses against your slick walls as if he’s already ready to spill himself inside you.
He finally pulls his lips away from yours and you gasp for air, gulping it down greedily. But you’re soon gasping for breath again as he starts with a quick, relentless place. The headboard of the bed creaks loudly, and you wonder if by the time he’s satisfied it’ll be broken.
His words are lewd as he promises to breed you all night until your stuffed full with his seed, until all you can think about is his cock inside you and only be able to beg for more.
By the end of the night he’s taken you in every position you could both think of, your body aches and your stomach is bulging with his seed, his thick white cum leaks out of your hole despite him keeping you plugged up with his cock. You can only lay in his grasp, utterly exhausted and overstimulated by your ravenous lover.
Imagine the boy's (Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli) being surprised by their lovers with a rare item they were able to purchase during a trip.
Wine, Chocolate/Sweet's, some sort of Scent/oil or whatever. But it turns out to be...an Aphrodisiac ~
Oohh Anon, thank you for sending this in, you have no idea how much I love the idea of aphrodisiacs~ I’d be so tempted to write a full blown fic but I know it’s already been done plenty of times by other incredible fanfic writers. (Forever thinking of that popular Albedo one💦)
I’d still like to give my thirsty take on how I HC these men would react~
Pairings: Childe, Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli x gn!reader
warnings: use of aphrodisiacs, oral (giving), penetration, switch dynamic, top!reader, teasing, body worshiping, hickeys.
Kaeya and Childe
These two would greet you with the cockiest smile when you admit to what your gift’s actually are. Would they hesitate to try it? Not at all.
They’ll expect you to sate their desires though, so get ready for a long night. You wanted them to take it after all, so you’ll need to tend to them~
“This was your idea.” He chuckled hotly, his arms tightly wrapped around your body as you sit in his lap. His warm breath tickles your ear as he bites the tip, then works his way down to your neck.
“I’m supposed to be pleasing you..” you moan as he nips and sucks your skin, marking it with pretty hickeys. You pout, which he notices and laughs at. Biting your cheek in annoyance you grasp his shoulders and push him flat against the bed.
“Oof.” He releases a fake gasp, that cocky grin still on his lips. The intense heat in his gaze wasn’t what the sales woman had promised you.
‘Your partner will be weak at the knees and begging for your touch’ she was wrong. His eyes were full of a hunger that promised a night of being completely ravished by him.
“Let me take control tonight.” You smiled coyly as your held his gaze.
“I’m all yours.” He smirked.
He lifted himself up slightly as you stripped off his clothes, keeping him under you as your straddled his waist and position his hard cock to enter you.
The feeling of your heat wrapped around his painfully hard cock sent waves of pleasure through his body and as much as he tried to remain poised the aphrodisiacs effect quickly tore it all away. The cocky grin soon turned into one of pleasure as he gasped and moaned beneath you.
The intoxicating feeling the aphrodisiac provided was enhanced as you rode him, your tight hole squeezing him as you pushed yourself up and down. He laughed breathlessly, he wanted to push you down and take you as he pleased. He wondered if he’ll be able hold back for tonight and actually let you have your own way.
With such exhilarating heat encasing his entire being, he probably won’t be able to. I hope your ready to submit his ravenous desires.
Diluc and Zhongli
They would both err on the side of caution, it would take a bit of persuading to get them to try it out. But when you do, oh boy.
The sight of these usually incredibly composed men burning up with hot desire is something you never want to forget.
He felted starved of your touch, even as you sit between his legs soothing your fingertips over his skin.
Your tantalising touch felt hot against his skin as you kissed and caressed your way down his body. You whispered sweet nothings in a sultry tone as you worshiped ever bit of skin until you reached his pelvis, and look up at him with a truly seductive look.
He grips at the quilt, the heat burning through his body is almost tortures, but you’re doing your best to soothe his desires as you kneel between his legs. A cheeky smile curves on your lips before you run your tongue over the tip of his cock.
“Haa..” he groans hotly, just the slightest contact sent sparks shooting up his spine and as you took him deeper into your mouth, running your tongue over him, he felt agonising bliss.
With a deep groan he quickly comes undone, his cock pulsing as he shoots his seed down your throat. You swallow each drop greedily and only then do you pull away, making sure to lick his pulsing cock clean.
“(y/n)..” his voice shook as he spoke and his gaze was hazy and weak, you’d never seen him look so submissive.
The rest of the night was spent with him altering between moments of clarity and hazy lust where all he can do is moan ‘more, keeping going and quicker’ as you help satisfy his burning desire.
Ayoo can we get a sub & stressed dottore x top! Female! Reader
Reader uses a 8inch dildo :) (size can be changed lmao).)
Dottore has been stressed and reader wanted to please him and get his stress out by fucking him into the her desk 😩
He submissive, breedable and bendable 😩😩
Stress relief
Pairings: Sub!dottore x top/dom!F!reader (semi-established relationship, colleagues with benefits)
Warnings: NSFW, anal penetration, cunnilingus, hand job, sex toys (dildo/strap-on), use of ropes, pet names, masochism, sadism, submission, domination, dumification, stomach bulge, orgasm denial, body worship, hickeys.
W/c: 3.3k
a/n: my first thought after reading this was ‘oh fuck yes’, thank you for sharing your thirsty idea with me Anon 🙏😩 ive attempted to make him abit bratty as he’s still an evil, evil guy and I think he’d be really into being torn between pride and pleasure~
also reader is wearing a skirt for the sake of easy story writing, I guess imagine you’re wearing a stereotypical business woman outfit; blouse, heels, pencil skirt lmao
NSFW, 18+ content below cut, MDI.
Working under the Fatui was never going to be easy. It was deadline after deadline and your work load came in the form documents and reports piling up on your desk, all needing to be signed off.
It was certainly a rare sight to see your desk void of paperwork, especially when the Harbingers were about. After all someone had to sign off all the reports that followed Childe’s misadventures and that, unfortunately, was you.
Still, all that worry and stress could be simply washed away with one filthy, secret deal you had with the notorious Harbinger Dottore.
It all started when Dottore had stormed into your office one day, demanding to know why his request for more willing test subjects hadn’t been seen to yet, and you, who had been behind on paperwork because of said doctor’s recent endeavours demanded to know where he found his audacity.
After that every meeting was a confrontation made up of choice words, various threats and plenty of challenges until eventually your displeasures began to change into something else. A carnal desire to see who would crack first, who would submit first.
At first it was a matter of pride, but eventually you both began easily seeking out each other’s company. Wether it be him creeping into your office or you sneaking away to his lab, it was all for a certain type of stress relieving gratification you both hungered from each other.
Today, much to your delight, it was Dottore who sort you out. Stressed and over worked, his agitation was obvious. He scowled at you while standing in front of your large oak desk. You, of course, were more than happy to help relieve him of his worries.
“I told you to stay still.” You clicked your tongue in annoyance, pushing Dottore down against your desk again. He braced his hands against the smooth wooden surface as his chest made contact with it.
“You want me to help, right?” You smiled softly and ran your hand down his spine. His usual coat was strewn over your chair, you drew your bottom lip into your mouth as you watched his back muscles strain against his tight dress shirt.
“I..” He licked his lips, his gaze forward. “Yes.. your help.” He groaned and released a shaky breath, arching into your touch.
“How usually eager, you really must be stressed.” you laughed lightly, surprised he outright admitted he wanted you. Your hand stopped on the small of his back, you splayed your fingers out and pushed down to keep his pelvis in place.
You felt a shiver wrack his body followed by an audible swallow. He chewed his lip, his desire for you to bend him into submission fighting against his ego.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you like I always do~” You smiled softly, your words were dripping with honey. Standing behind him you made sure to purposefully press yourself against his behind as you reached down to the drawers of your desk, searching for something in particular.
“Mm.. found it.” You chuckled, pulling a length of black rope out. Grasping his wrists you pulled his arms behind his back, wrapping and securing the rope around them.
“Ah..” He gasped and trembled as you tied him up, his hips bucking a little as you continued to press against him.
He tested the rope, attempting to pull his bound wrists apart. You grinned wryly, satisfied it wasn’t cutting off blood flow. Resting one hand on the rope you smoothed the other over his behind, sliding around his hips until your hand teased over the front of his trousers.
“Hhaa..” he shuddered as your hand traced over his bulge. His cock strained painful against his tight trousers.
“Hard already? All I’ve done is tie you up.” you laughed breathlessly and he bucked against you once more. You gave him one long teasing stroke that incited a deep moan from his throat before pulling away.
“Mm..” he let out as discontent grumbled at the loss of contact and rocked his hips against your desk, aching for friction.
Stepping back you drank in the image before you. It was one you’d seen plenty of times, but one that looked just as delicious each time; the notorious Dottore bent and restrained over your desk willingly. He swallowed thickly as you rounded the desk, stopping in front of him.
“What-?” He narrowed his eyes, his lips upturned in a shaky scowl. A deep red flush had crept up his cheeks. You held his gaze with a coy smile, it truly didn’t take long for his tough exterior to crumble when you had him in such a submissive position.
“Just admiring the view.” You smiled sensually, sucking your lower lip between your lips. “It’s not everyday a big bad Harbinger so readily submits to me.” You purred. He broken your fighting gazes first, turning his face away sheepishly.
Reaching forward you brushed your fingertips against his mask, pulling it away and throwing it aside. Now smoothing your fingers against his cheek you dragged them down to tuck under his chin, tilting his head towards you again.
“Ah, that’s not really true though, is it? Not when you come crawling to me all the time.” You grinned, stroking your fingertip over his bottom lip. You watched the conflicted look of vexation and embarrassment cross his face.
“You-! Mmph-“ he started, only to be cut off as you slipped two fingers passed his parted lips. You toyed with his tongue, circling and caressing it until he replied with soft needy whines. You inhaled sharply at the noise, your own desires quickly flaring up inside you.
You thrust your fingers in and out of his mouth, the movement and the sight just as lewd as the wet sucking sound he produced. You breathed a laugh as you pulled your fingers out of his mouth, a string of saliva connecting your digits to his lips until you pulled to far away.
“You-.. just get on with it already.” He panted heavily, his sharp gaze weakened into one of hazy desire.
“Mmm?” You hummed, tilting your head to the side. “Who’s in charge here?” Shaking your head you leant down until you were face to face. You let your lips hover just above his, taunting contact.
He grit his teeth, his gaze shaking as they struggled to hold yours. You licked your lips teasingly, then purposefully let your tongue brush against his lips. He closed his eyes and groaned hotly.
“You..” he spoke softly. His desperate, panting breath warmed your lips.
“That’s right.” You smiled sweetly then crashed your lips against his in a deeply urgent kiss. He readily opened his mouth for you, meeting your tongue as you both fought for dominance.
You reminded him just who was in charge today as you grasped his hair, pulling it harshly and angling his head further back until his gasped. Using this as an opening you let your tongue take full control of his mouth, tasting him deeply and robbing him of coherent thought as you stole his breath.
“Mm..” you both groaned into the devouring kiss, finally pulling apart to gasp for air. You kept your grip on his hair, keeping him from looking away. His eyes were full of lust, his lips already red and swollen from your bruising kisses.
“Tell me what you want.” You whispered with your eyes half-lidded as you gazed at at him through fluttering eyelashes, you pursed your lips coyly.
“Just-.. Haa..” he quivered against the desk and whined unashamedly. “Fuck me already-“ he begged desperately as he struggled to catch his breath. You pulled away with a smirk, releasing his hair as you took a step back.
“Tsk, tsk. Always making demands.” You chuckled and circled around the desk until you were behind him again. “You never even think of saying please.” You sighed with fake dramatics and held onto the rope with one hand, pulling towards yourself until he bent backwards.
“Well?” You leant over his back, your lips pursed against his ear.
“..please.” He groaned out as you pulled his bound wrists further back, bending his spine awkwardly.
“Good boy.. I like manners.” You released his hands, letting him fall flat against the desk again. You hugged both arms around his hips, pressing your bosom against his back, your hands slid down to unzip his trousers and let them pool around his ankles.
“Haa..” he groaned as you teased your hands into his boxers, you took his erect cock in one hand whilst releasing it from its confinement with the other.
His erect cock twitched in your hand, he rocked his hips desperately, pre cum already leaking from the tip as you soothed your fingers over him.
“Mmph..” he chewed his lip as you tightened your grip and began moving your hand up and down his cock, slick with his own desire. You thrust your hips against him in time with your hand, grinding against him as you worked him closer to release.
“Haa.. please..” he panted, his hips moved against yours. You could feel him twitch and swell in your hand and with a devilish smirk you stopped moving and let him go.
“No-!” He cried out, looking over his shoulder as best he could. You met his desperate, wavering gaze with a cocky grin. His hips rocked back against yours, despite there being no friction. You pressed forward, pinning his hips against the edge of your desk.
“I don’t want you to cum just yet.” You soothed your hand over his blushing cheek gently, then returned to the desk drawer you pulled the rope out of.
“I’ve got us a new toy to play with, and I suppose now is as good a time as any to use it.” You chuckled, pulling out your newest toy and a small bottle of lube.
Dottore’s eyes widened at the sight of it, his lips parted and a hot groan slipped passed them. It was a brand new strap on, the dildo attached to it thick and a good length. 8-inches to be precise, it was a shiny black and covered in small bumps for extra stimulation.
“Shit..” he groaned, biting his lip painfully. You smiled naughtily at his reaction and stepped back. You lifted your skirt to strap it on, pulling the buckles tightly so it wouldn’t come loose.
“I thought you’d appreciate something special, I’ve already heard off Jester that you’ve been working extra hard recently.” You breathed a laugh and grasped your cock, smother some of the lube over it.
It shined deliciously and you positioned it under his cock, thrusting against him. He quivered and flexed his tied hands, he turned his head to face forwards again. You glimpsed the utterly desperate look on his face before he turned away.
You sighed softly and tipped the rest of the lube over his puckering hole, teasing your fingers around the rim. You dipped your fingers inside him, scissoring him open as best you could.
“Ah-!” He gasped at your intruding fingers, his hips thrusting forward against the desk. “Mmh..” he whined as you continued to trust your cocks together, teasing the size and feel.
“Mm.. That’ll do.. I’m getting quite desperate myself. I can’t wait to see this completely inside you.” You said sweetly, pulling your slick fingers away and positioning the tip of your cock against his hole.
“Haha.. brace yourself.” You chuckled, pushing the tip into him. The lube allowed you to slide into him with ease, the thick dildo disappearing between his cheeks. You grasped his hips as you rocked your hips, pushing it deeper.
“Haa-!” He gasped breathlessly, pressing his forehead against the desk. He tried to pull his hands apart desperately, wanting to grab onto something. His feet shifted and dug into floor, and his knees shook as you sunk deeper still, filling him further and deeper than ever before.
“Mmm.” You hummed, your gaze set firmly on where you both connected. You thrust your hips gently until your cock was almost completely buried between his cheeks. When there was but a few itches left you slammed into him, jolting him against the desk.
“Aah-!” He cried out, the dildo stuffed inside him completely. He shook and squirmed, your cock bulging against his insides as it rubbed deeply against his prostate. “Ha-!“ It only took for you to start moving for him to cry out once again.
“Be as loud as you like.” You licked your lips, your grip on his hips tightening as you began to thrust into him quickly. “I do enjoy your whiny cries.” you chuckled hotly, forcing his hips to knock against the edge of the desk.
“So.. so deep-!” he gasped, drool now leaking out of his parted lips. “Nhg..” he grit his teeth as he thrust his hip back against yours, the bulge from your cock pressed against the hard surface with each fully sheathed thrust.
As he continued to gasped and moan, his tight hole puckered wonderfully around the dildo. You knew he wouldn’t last, not with how hard you were fucking him over your desk and how the bumps on your cock were caressing his slick walls.
You let go of his hips and pressed your front against his back again, you brought one hand to his chin and lifted his head from up against the desk. The other hand traced its way around under his hips until you grasped his cock and worked your hand up and down him.
“Haa.. I can’t-“ His moans were loud and unashamed, he twitched and pulsed in the palm of your hand. “Much longer..” he whined. You moved your hand from his chin to his lips, pushing your fingers between them. Like earlier you played with his tongue, muffling he cries.
“Then cum for me.” You whispered hotly against his ear, your own urges burning at his desperation, his submission feeding the fire in your core. You pressed your lips against the back of his neck, sucking harshly to leave a deep red mark.
“Hngg-!” He moaned around your fingers, his cock pulsed as he came undone in your hand. You kept stoking him, not stopping even when he’d finished releasing.
“Wha..” he gasped, his words cut off as he was thrown forward from you slamming your hips up against his harshly, penetrating him fully and staying buried.
“Oh we’re no where near finished darling. I’m going fuck your worries away until I’m all you can think about.” You smirked devilishly, and continued to pound into him with an unrelenting rhythm.
You repeated each movement, each stroke of your hand, each harsh thrust against his prostate, until your hand was soaked in his seed and his puckering hole was fucked raw. His eyes had long since glazed over in overstimulated pleasure and tears pricked the corners of his eyes.
“Aah-!” He cried out weakly one final time, thick strings of cum shooting out of his cock and coating your hand for the nth time. You continued to stroke him as he shook below you, his tongue rest weakly against your fingers, drool soaking passed them and down his chin.
You kept your cock moving languidly, he twitched at each slow trust. As you pulled your fingers from his mouth and let go of his head and he slumped his cheek against the desk, panting and whining hazily. With one final smoothing motion over his cock you let go and moved your hand up to your lips.
“Mmhh..” you over exaggerated the explicit sucking noises you produced as you licked and sucked his cum from your hand. He drew his bottom lip between his teeth at the sound, a deep crimson blush coating his cheeks.
You began pulling your hips back, the shiny slick dildo finally out of him. You let it rest against his thigh as you ran your fingers over his reddened hole.
“You took that so well.” You praised him with a sweet tone, then untied his hands. He arms shook as he pushed his chest up from the desk, and turned to face you.
Placing your hand on his cheek you pressed a soft kiss to his lips, then grasped the collar of his shirt and pushed him to kneel before you. His legs, still weak from the position, easily buckled under him.
He was now face to face with the dildo and as soon as you pressed you hand to the back of his head he bent forward and licked a strip up the bumpy toy.
“Archons that’s hot..” you chewed your lip, stroking his hair. Your own need ached desperately for attention.
“Mmm, we’re not done just yet.” You removed the strap-on, letting it fall it the ground with a thump. Taking a step back you sat down in your office chair and neatly crossed your legs.
Dottore’s hazy gaze wracked your body, he knew exactly what you wanted from him. He wet his lips and shifted forward, kneeling before you legs, you grinned at his submission. He gently grasped your crossed leg and pressed a gentle kiss to your ankle.
His soft, plush lips traveled up your lower leg, worshiping every part of skin they could until he met your crossed knees. He reached forward, grasping your thighs in each hand. He glanced up at you, his eyes begging you to allow him entrance.
“Don’t disappoint me.” You smirked coyly, allowing him to spread your legs apart.
“I won’t.” He said with a shaky breath and continued to kiss his way up your legs, his hands pushed your skirt up your hips and out of the way. He nipped gently at your inner thighs, your legs twitched at the pleasurable feeling, you could feel him smile weakly against your skin.
You clicked your tongue at his growing cockiness, you grasped his hair again, playing and pulling the strands to remind him to behave. He winced at the slight pain but continued on until his lips he met your clothed core, your panties already soaked through.
He hooked his fingers around the sides of your panties, stopping to look up for permission again. You met his hazy gaze and nodded. He slid them down your legs and threw them to the side.
He took up your thighs again, lifting your legs over his shoulders as he positioned his face before your wet cunt.
“Mm..” you released a sweet, pleased moan as he drew his tongue around your entrance. “Ah-!” you gasped as he tongue teased over your clit greedily. Closing your eyes, you rocked your hips against Dottore’s movements, his usually sharp tongue being put to good use as he licked and sucked your slick cunt.
Your legs twitched and quivered under his grasp, gasping moans slipped from your lips as he pulled away and plunged his fingers into your leaking hole instead. His tongue returned to caressing your clit, the stimulation almost unbearable.
As you writhed and trembled in your chair, pleased moans were drawn from your throat. He groaned against your cunt in return, the vibrations almost tipping you over the edge. You urged him closer, your legs tightening over his shoulders. You had a feeling he was trying to drag this out.
“I’ve got an important meeting with Jester soon, so you better make this quick.” You licked your lips and smirked as he looked up at you with a disappointed frown.
“Well?~” You tightened your legs and let your head fall against the back of the chair, your eyes half-lidded in desire as he released a shaky breath and buried his head between your thighs again.
a/n: fuuuck me, I thoroughly enjoyed writing this. It’s my first dom!reader, hope it was alright
Kaeya, pierro, dainsleif. I can repopulate Khaenri'ah so if you know, yk 🥰
For real though, I’ve been having the exact same thoughts LMAO. Oh to be bred by the Khaenri’ah studs 🫦🫦
Though honestly as soon as I saw Pierro I shoved the other two aside. Sorry Kaeya, my heart now belongs to daddy Pierro. I lay claim to the silver fox~~
I don’t think I’ll ever be over her death, it was just so out of no where. No one of great importance had died yet and I just kept inhaling the copium hoping it was some kind of illusion or something :’)
but alas, the new cinematic confirms the worst.. 😭
