#cinnabar x reader

[sinful-lanterns]

GRIND ON ME

synopsis: riding the abs of the ptn women

featuring: zoya, rahu, cinnabar, deren

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! fem reader (zoya and deren), dom! fem reader (rahu and cinnabar), reader has a pu.ssy, reader uses she/her pronouns, reader on top, ab riding, grinding, mentions of a strap (cinnabar), sleepy se.x (deren), pet names, reader being whiny, short fic, not proofread, may be ooc.

art credits: ruthless

ZOYA

“Oh, you can do better than that, babe…”

Zoya chuckled and leaned back against the headboard as she watched you ride her abs on top of her. She had this cocky, yet lustful expression in her eyes when you emitted breathless whimpers and gripped onto her shoulders to stabilize yourself. Oh come on, can’t your girlfriend give you a break? It’s not your fault her muscles were so large and…defined.

“Zoya— hnn” You groaned and moved your hips more feverishly, coating her chiseled abs in the clear, webby slick that you produced and making them practically shine the bedroom light. “Quit teasing. Help me please…” 

“Tch. You seem like you’ve got it under control, though,” Zoya smirked, gently patting your butt and placing her hands over your hips. Though she wasn’t helping you move in the slightest, her large hands were more than enough to send you over the edge, gripping your waist and making you feel as if you were in the hold of a giant predator. 

“Zoya…” your legs were getting tired from the riding, each bump of her abs rubbing up against your folds so wonderfully and grinding against your clit. “Ah, fuck…”

Like the wolf that she is, Zoya had to wipe away some drool that escaped her mouth. Goddamn. Even if she wasn’t receiving any physical pleasure from you, just the sight of your wet pussy tensing up and sliding down her abs alone was enough to get Zoya turned on.

“Shit, babe…” she growled and cupped your ass with one hand, “Did you cum already? My stomach is practically dripping wet from you…”

“No…” you whined, slightly embarrassed that the amount of slickness you produced made Zoya think you had already come.  “Hah, fine,” Zoya grinned wolfishly and grabbed onto your waist, using her arm strength to forcibly make you ride her as you didn’t even need to move a muscle. “Let’s see how wet you really get when I help you.”

RAHU

“Hey…wait…”

Rahu’s face was so pink, blushing from ear to ear as she watched you get on top of her and plant your bare pussy down on her abs. When you asked to ride her tonight, she didn’t expect you to choose her abs out of all things. She was flustered (and a bit curious) to see how this would work for the both of you, as she had never thought her girlfriend would be so bold as to try this. 

“What? Don’t like the sight of me on your abs, Rahu?” You teased, gently moving your cunt against her muscles and watching as they tensed up from the feeling. 

“Ah— th-that’s…” Rahu’s breath hitched as her eyes turned wide at the sight, watching as your pretty lips dragged across her stomach and coated them in your slick. “Oh…”

She didn’t know what else to do but to sit there and take it, eyes zeroed in on the sight of your dripping pussy like a dog trained on the sight of a treat. “Can I…eat you out later…?” She asked rather ravenously, the slightest glisten of drool leaking past her lips. “I want to show my devotion to you too…” 

“Maybe later, baby.” You chuckled, wrapping your arms around her neck and grinding your hips a bit slower, really accentuating the drag of your folds against her muscles. “I want to see you squirm for a bit.” 

Rahu whimpered and couldn’t help but get extremely turned on at the sight of your precum dripping down her stomach. It was a very…exciting sight for the woman to witness, her breaths coming out in labored pants like a dog who was about to enter a severe rut. 

“Okay…”

You smiled and kissed her cheek, gently grinding your hips a bit further and making poor Rahu groan in desperation, clawing at the sheets. 

“That’s my good Rahu.”

CINNABAR

“A-Are you sure this is safe?” 

Cinnabar’s breath hitches when you settle down on top of her abdomen instead of her strap, your glistening folds hovering over her sculpted abs and 

making poor Cinnabar gulp with anticipation. “I can definitely take you, but please don’t accidentally fall off. If you land on your side the wrong way, it could—”

You cut her off by plopping your pussy down on her stomach and smirking at the way her face turned bright pink. “O-Oh…” was all that came out of her mouth as she stared at the way your legs spread over her sides, giving her the perfect view of your cunt spreading over her tense muscles. “That…wow…”

It was always endearing to see this cute bodyguard grow flustered over your actions, your hands settling over her breasts and using them as a way to stabilize yourself. “Pfft, your face is so cute…” you chuckle softly, gently grinding your hips against her stomach. 

Cinnabar was left lying there, eyes trained on the way you rode her abs as she felt a pang of wetness dampen at the harness of her strap. “I…well,” she smiled shyly and rubbed the back of her head, “As long as you are happy, I don’t mind you taking me like this.” 

“Ohhh Cinnababy…” you chuckled, tracing your fingers down her chiseled stomach and licking your lips at the sight. “You’re always so sweet, trying to please me all the time…” Cinnabar let out a small groan when you began riding her and coating her abs in your slick. You watched in satisfaction when her beautiful abs tensed together and caused them to hit your clit at the perfect time. “Ah…”

Cinnabar tried to hide her face from all the erotic noises you were making, as well as keep herself still so you don’t accidentally fall. “Darling, does it really feel that good?” 

“Tch, of course it does! Everything about you sends me over the edge…” you smiled and pulled one of her hands to rest against your hip, the other hand cupping Cinnabar’s face and making you face her. “Now, help me ride you even faster. I promise to take your strap later if you do.”

“Heh, yes ma’am…”

DEREN

“Hnnnn…you’re doing so much work for me, baby…”

Deren groaned sleepily as she looked up at you with tired eyes under the wide brim of her hat. You had woken Deren up from a nap with the need to ride her and satisfy your pent up desires, but poor Deren was too sleepy to go all the way with you this time. It was until you pulled up her shirt and planted your dripping wet pussy on her stomach, that she finally started to wake up a little.

“Oh…” was all Deren said as she looked up at you with surprised eyes and watched as you desperately started to grind on her abs. Though she was initially shocked, her expression quickly morphed into one of smugness as she laid back on the couch and gazed up at you. “That’ll work.” 

So now you were just lazily grinding on Deren and trying to satiate your needs, all the while your girlfriend smirked lovingly at you and watched as sweat dripped off your face. “Enjoying yourself babe?” 

“Oh shut it.” You grumbled, squeezing your eyes shut as you ground your pussy further into Deren’s stomach. She raised a brow at your sass, yet figured it was because she wasn’t giving you the attention you wanted.

“Sorry, let me help you there…” Deren purred, suddenly flexing one of her abs and causing you to buck your hips a little at the sudden pulse. “Better?”

“Deren…” you whined, looking down at her desperately. 

“Pfft, what?” She smiled sleazily and grabbed onto your waist, running her fingers across your stomach and gently kneading your ass. “Do you not want me to help you?” Deren then moved her hands around your hips, encircling you completely as she helped you move against her tense muscles. “Fine…let me satisfy my whiny girl.”

She chuckled and moved her thumbs to your puffy clit, rubbing against it as you groaned and buried your face in her neck. 

“I’ll have you ride something else later.”

[bitterbutblue]

Absolutely LOVE your thirsts!!! You're doing god's work here omg can we please get a lil something with Cinnabar if you have any thoughts on this matter? Thank you!

omg hi anon thank u!! <33 as requested here is some cinnabar thirsts for u! i’m sorry if this is a little ooc i admittedly did not pay too much attention to cinnabar at times that’s ON ME

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cinnabar is the sweetest little angel who puts your pleasure above her own always! she’s a bodyguard she works to make sure everyone around her is safe and feels comfortable (a little too comfortable maybe..)

cinnabar is very big on foreplay and making sure you know how much she loves you! lots of gentle kissing until either you or her (usually you) gets impatient and gets more greedy

if you wanna pleasure her she will let you! if you want her to fuck you into oblivion she will also let you! if you want her to love you sweetly she can do that to! you have to tell her to let you know what she wants because you feel bad for always getting what you want

she learns what she likes and finally one day she shyly ask you if you can pull on her hair more when she’s eating you out and you are more than happy to oblige.

discovers that she has a huge thing for being bossed around during sex and praised.. maybe it’s her gentle puppy like nature but she really likes it when you call her a ‘good girl’ for fucking you so good. melts into absolute jello in your arms, starts whimpering and rutting into you even harder trying to please you.

also has a thing for collars/leashes.. found out one day when you slipped a finger under her choker and tugged her in for a kiss and she was sure she came on the spot. if she had a dick she would be rock hard in a second. you take advantage of this during sex, putting a collar on her and tugging her by a leash as you ride her strap.

speaking of riding.. our dear cinnabar is definitely into riding as well. after your initial suggestion she was not very sure of it because she was worried about your safety but after seeing your blissful expression as you settle yourself on her strap she knew this was something you two had to do more. she loves when you ride her strap, her thigh, her abs, anything. she’s just so into seeing you rut against her, praising her about how good she feels.

[blueberryfenecfox]

characters that I personally think would love a chubby reader (coming from someone who’s chubby)

Genshin impact

FURINA, ARLECCHINO ,navia,mulani,Eula, JEAN,SHENHE ,BEIDOU, LAYLA,DEHYA

Honkai starail

STELLE, FEIXIAO, sparkle, silver wolf, Acheron, YUKONG, Robin, FUGUE, KAFKA

Reverse 1999

Tennant, ARGUS, Medicine pocket, Centurion

Path to nowhere

CINNABAR, RAHU, Cabernet, iron, KYORRYN, ANGELL,Shawn, Zoya, Langley

Special mention

VENTI

[lavvdawn]

i enjoyed your cinna drabble so much, wheels in my head started spinning faster... lemme rumble to you a bit.

cinnabar's used to helping others, being the one who protects and not the one protected. she's also been on the run, hiding in syndicate, so she's used to taking care of herself and not relying on anyone but herself as well, offering help but not receiving.

think about helping cinna relax, taking care of her instead, allowing a strong brave woman let herself go for a moment. cinna has to keep lots of things under control daily, she definitely deserves to have her sweet head emptied every now and then. she's a bit awkward as a top, so careful that her calloused hands tremble, but imagine her as a bottom? she's whining and gasping, eyes watery, trying to hide her beet red face in her hands, in a pillow, just turn away from your piercing gaze. it's not that she doesn't like what you're doing to her, oh she's absolutely loving the way your fingers caress her, or your pussy slides across her own, smearing your precum together, or the way you plant kisses and lick on her core. cinna's just never experienced anything like this before! it takes a while to soothe her tense muscles and convince her that you're enjoying it as much as she does, you're not forcing yourself and genuinely want to take care of her. it also takes some time to teach your lover girl to express her needs and desires, so you can pleasure her exactly where and the way she wants.

i also believe she's not the biggest fan of toys. she doesn't mind using them occasionally if you like them, but most of the time cinna wants you to feel her fully, and she wants to feel you as well: the warmth of your body, dampness of your sweat, spit, tears, blood pumping beneath your skin, the way you shiver and squeeze around her fingers and her fingertips wrinkle from your juices. she makes you cum just as fast and hard as any toy in the world! moreover, as someone without much experience cinnabar's probably mad sensitive and different vibrating toys might be too much for her, but if you're careful, encouraging and patient enough, she might get into in eventually... you can start slow with some accessories instead of actual toys! like a collar with a shiny dog tag spelling "cinna" in your handwriting and a leash, short and wrapped around your palm – don't mind her acting sheepish at first, she's loving it from the bottom of her heart... and her dripping cunt, too.

so uh yeah. yeahhh

HOLD ON. HOLD ON ??? Anonnie... You are COOKING with this. Let me ramble back at you.

⚓︎ cw: smut (men & minors DNI), sub bottom!cinnabar, vaginal fingering, first time bottoming, pet play (reader just calls cinna "puppy"), porn with very minimal plot

Just imagine her visiting you in your apartment after a mission just as promised, yet she's exhaling the deepest sigh you've ever heard out of her. Her hair's all mussed up with her tactical goggles askew—and upon giving her a proper once-over, you notice that Cinnabar's a mess. Nothing's torn, so kudos to the Research Institute working with Serpent Eye, but your poor girlfriend's already tiredly wrangling with each article of her uniform to get them off.

"Hope you weren't waiting for too long. There were some on-site complications and things... Escalated." Cinnabar shakes her head with a sigh, setting down her arm guard on the dresser before working on the various belts and buckles strapped to her waist. "No one got hurt, thankfully," she says, "it was just a little more exhausting today than usual. Must be because of the temperature."

As if remembering something, Cinnabar perks up and looks over to you discerningly. You tilt your head, smiling confusedly. Wow, Cinnabar sure has a way with making you feel like a kid whose hand was caught deep in the cookie jar.

"Have you been drinking enough water lately?" she asks. "The heat's nothing to sniff at when you're under direct sunlight for more than ten minutes."

You raise a brow.

She just started talking about how her day was going, and she somehow managed to pivot it towards her concern for you. This woman thinks about others too much, really. In any case, is she forgetting you live in a pretty decent apartment in Eastside? If awakening as a Sinner from a near-death experience triggered by heatstroke could actually happen, well, that'd be a little embarrassing.

"I'm fine. No trips outside for me this week. I've been checking the forecast, don't worry." You sigh fondly. "Come here already, why don't you?"

And even though she hasn't even gotten to undo her first belt yet, Cinnabar only hesitates for a second before obediently shuffling over to your side of the bed.

She tries to start, "I'll just finish getting undressed and—"

"No." You sit up from your lying position on the bed, letting your blanket slide off your shoulders as you pull her a little closer by the dangling yellow strip hanging from her waist. Cinnabar's face flushes immediately, and you just smile up at her. "I mean, you're pretty tired, right? Protecting people, saving lives, the whole thing... You'll need your energy for the next mission, right?"

"R-Right." Cinnabar gnaws her bottom lip, eyes wide yet her gaze adorably darting around the room, unable to look at you head-on. "I'm... Understanding this as we'll be resting together, in bed."

You shamelessly caress her inner thigh. "You can say that." You can't stifle your amusement.

Upon feeling your touch nearing her center, Cinnabar yelps in her throat and instinctually jerks away, prompting you to yank her back in by her belt loop. "Hold on!" she wheezes, flustered, clutching your wrist. "I've never—I've never been in your, um, spot. Before."

You don't miss a beat. "Want to try?"

Cinnabar's hold on you loosens. Slowly. Even then, she looks bewildered. "I won't have the energy to reciprocate after," she explains. The way she stresses each word makes it sound like the situation is more dire than it seems—totally different from how she'd usually avoid drawing attention to distressing circumstances. The worry in her eyes, her worry for you, is making you feel pretty hot and bothered. What a gentlewoman, seriously.

You need to finger-fuck her into the mattress now.

"I'm fine with that."

You pull her into bed.

The sheets rumple under Cinnabar's body as she quickly tries to orient herself, but you don't give her a moment to keep steady. With your advantageous position, unbuckling Cinnabar's pants all the way is just a matter of how you can get your hands to stop fumbling while you grapple with your smoldering, unbidden lust.

Suffice to say, your efforts proved rewarding once you two were in the thick of it.

"O-Oh, oh," Cinnabar breathes out. You hungrily watch the way her body unintentionally undulates onto your fingers, her hips shyly grinding down to help you nudge that sweet spot nestled deep inside her. Her pussy is as flushed as the rest of her, the heat not only cascading down her wanton expression and her firm chest but also hungrily sucking around your fingers like a greedy mouth.

You didn't know Cinnabar could be this needy. Subconsciously. Looking at her whimpering and breathing heavily under you, sweat glistening across the hard contours of her toned body, you feel a bit of a rush turning this vigilant canine into a little lap dog bred to be pampered until her strong body gives in and faints under your relentless spoiling.

(Too intense, actually... It's fine. You'll work her up to that point, because you refuse for this to be the last time.)

"Yeah, that's it. Get your fill, puppy," you coo, resting your cheek on top of her thigh. No doubt the muscle beneath jumps just from feeling your hair tickle her sensitive inner thigh. Precum and lube generously glisten over Cinnabar's swollen folds, and it takes so much restraint for you to keep yourself from diving in and licking her mess up until she cries. The sight fuels your obsession to see more, so you angle your fingers and purposefully shove them as far as they can go.

You catch the moment Cinnabar's eyes roll back, adorably unfocused, as a strained noise escapes her. She gnaws her lip, looking anywhere but you, her brows furrowed like she's trying so hard to keep a hold of herself. You know the act's flimsy though. You smile, helping a trembling thigh stay open as you tease a second finger at her entrance.

"Like my fingers, puppy? Not as strong as yours, but they fuck you just fine, don't they?" you tease.

"You're cursing," Cinnabar whispers, delirious, hiding her red face in her palms. "You've never cursed before. Why are you—"

"I can't help it. You're stirring up some strong emotions in me, can't you feel it? Like, fuck, you're so... Sexy, honestly. Lying back and letting me take care of you like a good girl—"

She tightens up at that.

A grin slowly makes its way up your face as Cinnabar's breathing quickens. She knows you know.

"Yeah," your voice softens sensually, completely contrasting the way your fingers curl each time you bottom-out, roughly scraping her sweet spot and sending pleasure ricocheting up her spine. "Always taking care of others, taking assignments even in this heat just to protect people—so responsible too. Best of the best, right?"

"I-It's—"

"Just look at this stunning body... Fuck. And it's all for me to enjoy. You have to be capable for others, but I won't let you worry about a thing with me."

Cinnabar's clammy hands fist the sheets, her short bangs cling to her forehead, and her body pulls taut. "I know, I know," she chokes out.

"My puppy can even be as clumsy as she needs to be." You smile, endeared. Seeing her close to release, you roughly stroke her sweet spot with your fingertips. "You can even make a mess on my fingers. I want you to."

Cinnabar's body twists, trembling.

"Come on, show me my good dog... Come. Come, now."

Cinnabar bites her arm to muffle her yell as her orgasm crashes over her, violently rippling pleasure down to even the tips of her toes. Her legs tremble with the force. Her cunt spasms around you like her body can't decide if she wants you to pull out or keep fucking her through it.

Damn it. You are so, so, so wet. Cinnabar is amazing beyond the sense of the word.

After one pure, blissful, and utterly euphoric moment of granting your girlfriend the best orgasm of her life, she finally comes to.

"I'm... I'm done," Cinnabar pants, dazed. "Come here...?"

You hum in reply, carefully pulling out of her. You try not to focus on the silk-like thread of cum stretching between her soft hole and your drenched fingers. Easier said than done, but you manage. You wipe your hand on your shirt and meet her lips in a lazy kiss before settling in her arms, preening proudly.

"How was it?"

"Good. I'm... I—I didn't know you knew how to, um, do that," she murmurs sheepishly.

You wink. "Learned from the best."

Cinnabar chuckles a little at that, relaxing around you as she sighs in exhaustion. "Thank you. I really needed that..."

"I'd happily do it again, by the way."

"I mean, sure, but—" Cinnabar pecks the top of your head— "let me show my gratitude next time." She smiles. Earnest as ever.

God, you love this woman.

[haroun31]

Can we see some headcanons of how Phosphophyllite would act when jealous (or Cinnabar), please? 🙏

By the way, love your blog 💘

•|Jealousy! Jealousy!|●

Various hnk gems when jealous: Phos | Cinnabar

●| Young Phos |●

● Young Phos would definitely be a hyper jealous type and he will be vocal about it.

● His jealousy steam from a place of insecurities, he was never liked his whole life from the other gems and you are one of the few that won't look bothered by his mere existence so of course he will latch on you like a koala.

● And of course he does get extremely jealous if you happen to act more cherry with the other gems and not him. What if you like them better than the peppermint gem? What if he is secretly bothering you and you talk behind his back? What if the other gems try to take away his only friend?

● "I'm your best best-friend, right? You love me better than Bort, right?" When Phos is jealous he instantly become even more clingy than usual, hugging your gloved arm, following you everywhere, wanting to have sleepovers. If you are starting to have doubts on who is the better friend among all the gems, Phos will have to show you that he is the funniest and most amazing gem in the whole island!

● If he feels that his friendship is threatened by someone he will try to direct your attention on him. And if you happen to shift your gaze on the peppermint gem and pat his head, Phos' expression will turn immediately mischievous, once you turn your back on him, and make a mocking gesture to the other gem, who will look at him weirdly.

●| Post-winter Phos |●

● Post-winter Phos is more closed in his display of emotions so he won't openly show his jealousy. He will keep it closed inside himself, pushing it down and down, repressing it until it will inevitably explode. It will slowly eat away his inclusion with no way of making it stop unless you magically understood that something was bothering him and reassured the hell out of this peppermint gem.

● Because he will not give away any signs that something is wrong. Maintaining that level cool display of chill and mature vibes that are inevitably just a mask to hide away his trauma. So good luck with catching his impending breakdown before it will catch him.

● Post-winter Phos will intensely look at someone who is too close to you and if that someone ever call him out he will simply wave them off with a chuckle and redirect the conversation away from his feelings, yet he could barely hear a crack from within inside him.

● And when he will inevitably breakdown, he will be a mess of alloy, dripping down from the cracks formed in his body and especially down his cheeks and eyes "You still love me, right? I'm not a weight to you. . .right?" The ugly feelings he kept locked away were too much and broke down the sealing, flooding his entire body and mind.

● At rock bottom he will ask you for reassurance that indeed, the jealousy eating him away, was a merely silly feeling his frail mind conjured up and not the truth. And of course you will reassure him that you could never love anyone like him ever, no matter what his mind tells him.

●| Moon Phos |●

● Moon Phos is a mix of the two.

● He won't be openly about showing his jealousy like his younger self but he won't also be quiet about it. Especially if someone is obviously flirting with you.

● He would playfully wrap his alloy arms around you, whining and joking about the fact that you are replacing him and that you don't love him anymore. At first glance he would look like his old clingy self, keeping you close, joking around, pouting, whining and all of that but this is just all a mask to hide his deeper jealousy.

● The one that come out when he is all alone, away from prying eyes. The one who would crack his insides like before he would lose his head. But as if he will ever show you this side of him. The cute, adorable, whining one is much much better and more lovely <3

● Someone gives him some love.

● He needs it.

● He needs it very badly.

● Either way get ready to be randomly kidnapped by two golden arms if Phos feels like you haven't give him enough love, so I hope you are ready for that "I wanna just some quality time with my partner! I have 102 years to make up for!"

●| Cinnabar |●

● Cinnabar doesn't like acknowledging his emotions and feelings. Like. . .ever. He will turn to dust before doing something so embarrassing. So of course his jealousy is something that he won't look at it twice until it becomes unbearable.

● Why does he feel like others are pulling you away from him when he knows your friendship is pretty secure? That's completely stupid and useless.

● He is the king of 'I-won't-admit-that-I-like-you-not-even-if-you-point-my-obvious-feelings-out'

● And since he never address his jealousy, he will just let it grow away, turning it into mean or snappy comments thrown your way. He will immediately regret them but, once again, he is not good with emotions.

● That jealousy could turn into insecurities and doubts will fill his mind, before he shoo them away, cross his arms and glare at the grass like it just killed his whole family.

● If you called out his jealousy, he would immediately deny it, looking away with deep read cheeks and a frown as the mercury around him danced restlessly. He won't ever admit to be jealous of your attention on others, never ever.

● . . .but it's nice when you try to apologize and make up for him.

[sinsmockingbird]

Speaking about attires, any thoughts on Zoya's Supreme Negotiation attire, Cinnabar's Courteous Call attire and Chelsea's Moonlight Rendezvous attire (separately) would be strongly appreciated... You know it starts so fancy and ends up so steamy and delightful 🤭

LOOK SO GOOD | Zoya (Supreme Negotiation), Cinnabar (Courteous Call), Chelsea (Moonlight Rendezvous)

PAIRING: Zoya x Afab!Reader, Cinnabar x Afab!Reader, Chelsea x Afab!Reader

WARNINGS: Smut, NSFW, Sub!Reader, Dom!Reader(s), Sub!Character(s), Dom!Character, Trans!Zoya, Jealousy (Zoya), Marking (Zoya), Rough Fucking (Zoya), Grinding (Cinnabar), Dry Humping (Cinnabar), Clothed Sex (Cinnabar), Cunnilingus (Chelsea), Begging (Chelsea)

AUTHORS NOTE: Oh, I have many thoughts on those three's attires. So much so that please enjoy these free mini fics on them.

✧ ZOYA (Supreme Negotiation)

IT WAS rare for you to ever accompany Zoya to any sort of negotiation, but this time was different. It was being held at a lavish event, and with your experience with the elites, your girlfriend thought it would be good to have you there and charm the people the Legion were negotiating with. You had accepted without a second thought, not expecting that going would lead to this situation.

"Z-Zoya, please-!" You tried, but were quickly cut off by the woman slamming her lips against yours, silencing you while keeping you pinned against the round table that had just held over 20 people.

"Fucking hate elitists, thinking they can have what's mine," Zoya growled, while pushing her cock into you without much warning, causing you to throw your head back and let out a cry of pleasure mixed with pain.

Seeing some stuck-up older guy flirting and touching you during the negotiations set something off in Zoya. She had ended everything prematurely, ushering everyone out of the room before slamming the door closed and locking it. You hadn't been able to register what she was doing before she had you pinned.

"Zoya!" You threw your head back against the table, a broken moan falling from your lips as Zoya began to mark up your neck while fucking you nice and deep, her nails lightly digging into your thighs as she kept you perfectly spread out for her.

"You're mine! What do those fuckers think when they think they can have you!?" Zoya is ranting, her anger on full display while she thrusts her cock deeper and deeper into you, your walls tightening around her length making her grunt.

"Yours! I'm yours!" You sob, trying to reassure the angry woman, but the only way you were going to get her to calm down was letting her fuck her jealously out onto you and allow her to fill you up with her cum.

✧ CINNABAR (Courteous Call)

"MY HANDSOME Prince Charming," You cooed softly, leaning down to press tender kisses against the woman's face who was lying under you, looking dapper in the outfit she was wearing. She was your own personal prince at the moment.

Cinnabar flushed at your words, a small sound falling from her lips as she felt your knee press harder against her core through her pants. Her eyes were screwed shut, face contorted in embarrassment and pleasure as you encouraged her to grind down onto your knee/thigh.

"You're so pretty," You stated, running a hand through her short cropped hair, moving some of it out of her face, allowing you to see how red her face was. She really did look so enchanting like this, dressed like a prince and all for your eyes. "Come on, grind harder for me, darling."

"Y/N-" Cinnabar tried to mutter your name before stopping and shuddering as you pressed harder against her core. Her pussy throbbed with need, her underwear already soaked through with her arousal. Why did you have to look so enchanting yourself and tease her all night until you finally got home?

"Please, can you touch me?" Cinnabar begged, her voice so small as she looked up at you with pleading eyes, needing to feel your fingers or your mouth on her throbbing core instead of just grinding uselessly onto your thigh.

"If that's what my Prince wants... who am I to deny you?" You smiled, kissing her softly on the lips while your hands moved down to begin undoing her pants.

✧ CHELSEA (Moonlight Rendezvous)

WHEN YOU had gotten an invitation from Chelsea for a banquet she was hosting at her manor, you took it graciously. You had dressed up in your best dress, perfected your makeup, preparing yourself to be among the elites of DisCity, but you were shocked to find that you were at a banquet for two- the other person being none other than the woman who invited you.

"F-Fuck... come on, work that tongue of yours faster," Chelsea whined, a hand tangled in your now messy, undone hair, tugging at it while her perfectly manicured nails scraped against your scalp.

You looked up at her, on your knees between her legs, her tights torn and panties discarded, showing off her glistening pussy that you currently had your tongue shoved into. At her words, you stilled your tongue, making her whine and press her hips forward, seeking out your tongue.

"I didn't hear a please," You stated, pulling slightly away from in-between her legs, making her whine louder, and try to push your head back to the place it was previously.

"Y/N, come onnnn, don't do this to me!" Chelsea whined, pouting and looking down at you with pleading eyes. You knew how much it made Chelsea struggle when you'd stop or edge her in these moments.

You raised an eyebrow up at her, making her whimper while huffing in distaste, her nails digging into your scalp in annoyance, only making you wince in pain before you heard her begin to beg, "Please, Y/N! Please keep eating me out, I need your mouth on me!"

"Good girl," You smirk, before moving your head back between her legs and latching your mouth back onto her slick pussy.

ENDING NOTES: These were supposed to be purposefully short, but enjoy this little bit of content for these three.

[sinfulrecords]

please please please pwetty please feed the poor cinnabar lovers nation you write her so well.... pleaseeee

Here's a thought that's been plaguing me for a while; Cinnabar x CEO!Reader.

Maybe her being hired to protect you after your life was threatened or there's some sort of killer who's been targeting people in power. Her trying to keep things professional, but fails miserably when you look so good, walking around, ordering her and others around like it's second nature—which it is.

Maybe after a certain night of working harder than usual, Cinnabar tries to coax you to take a break or go to bed, being so gentle as she guides you to the couch that's in your office. She stays close to you, running a hand through your hair, coaxing you to sleep. It's in that moment that you probably realize your feelings for her.

Not admitting your feelings for one another until you almost die by this masked killer, with Cinnabar saving your life, using her Sinner abilities against the killer until they finally flee. Cinnabar who could chase after them, but decides to stay with you after seeing that you were lightly injured.

She expresses her care for you as she bandages your wound, saying how worried she was for your safety. Having to shut Cinnabar up by kissing her deeply, leaving her melting into you and grasping at your arms with a need to hold you close. Whether it leads to a simple tender moment or something more is completely up to you.

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MBCC DATING SIM: Reasons to Date Cinnabar

Cinnabar was not expecting the letter she received from Chief, requesting her to go on a blind date. She was flustered and nervous at the thought, not knowing what to do with it. But it's her duty to do as she told.

She showed up at the designated meeting spot, her hands trembling slightly as she shuffled through her pocket. She finally found the small, black envelope with her name written in bold letters on the front. With deep breaths, she slowly opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper, her heart was racing with the thought of what was to come.

As she scanned the paper, her heart fluttered as she read the title: "Reasons to Date Cinnabar."

Reason No. 1:

You get a free horse-riding coach!

Things had been happening rapidly, Cinnabar didn't know how she got here with you. Maybe it's the will of the writer? The letter had mentioned that she can be a horse-riding coach even though she had never shown her riding skills since her arrest at MBCC, so she was confused as to how Chief knew about this.

But now that's not the problem. Cinnabar was panicking inside at the moment. Did you accidentally hurt yourself? Then why do you have a nosebleed even though she just simply offered her hand to you? She had never experienced anything like this before and was at a complete loss for words.

YOUR POV:

(Look at this handsome lady! No one can escape from her beauty!)

Reason No. 2:

A sense of safety that's off the charts. There is no need to worry about Corrupters anywhere you are.

"Rest assured, we're safe now."

Cinnabar was relieved to finally be out of sight of the Corruptors. She let out a deep breath, feeling the accumulated sweat dripping down her body. It was true that she had been doing this countless times as a guard, but the discomfort never fully subsided.

With a sigh, she turned around to check on you, and her concern quickly turned to shock as she saw blood streaming from your nose again.

YOUR POV:

(ONE CHANCE PLEASE LET ME LIC-)

Reason No. 3:

Cinnabar would always know how to comfort you. If you ever cried, she would surely wipe your tears away with her gentle hands.

Cinnabar was always attentive and had a way of comforting people in distress, especially those she cared about. When she saw you crying, her first instinct was to comfort you, and she reached out to wipe away your tears with her gentle hands.

As she held your hand, she frowned slightly, a look of doubt on her face.

"You're not going to have a nosebleed again, right?" she asked, her tone filled with concern. Your nosebleed had already caused her a lot of worry earlier, and she didn't want you to suffer any further.

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My poor baby.. Sorry Cinnababe, you'll be always be my favorite. So you can't escape from the clown, which is me.