summary: even when leon’s rough in bed, he still loves to spoil his wife <3 (aka, me writing smut at 3am because i wanna)
themes/cw: 18+ CONTENT MDNI. smut, p in v, kissing, marking, fingering(?), doggy style, missionary, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), afab reader, overstimulation, praise, crying, drooling, many many orgasms. he fucks the shit out of you after a rough day at the dso.
notes: there are some delays in editing the multiple part fic, so i offer this random one shot in its place for now. i wrote this at 3am, it’s unedited, and probably ooc leon but i really just wanted to write smut of this man </3 lowkey so down bad for him, it’s a problem.
word count: 992
part two! (aftercare!)
“doin’ so good f’me…” a gruff voice groaned from behind you as his hips continued with their brutal rhythm, cock bullying its way in and out of your abused cunt.
you’d long lost count of how many times you had already come, a mixture of your combined fluids pooling beneath you on the bed and between your thighs, a creamy ring forming at the base of his length.
hands gripping your waist, you could do nothing but allow him to keep you up no thanks to the trembling of your legs, your upper half arched to the bed as he kept your ass in the air.
god, you looked so beautiful he could cry.
his pelvis brushed your ass with every thrust, tip hitting the deepest spots inside that had your toes curling helplessly against the sheets of the bed.
“leon!” you whimpered into the pillow, fingers twisting in the fabric as if to hang on for dear life - and maybe you were with the way he was pounding into you with reckless abandon, length pistoning in and out of your soaked hole, “close, ‘m close!”
“then come for me.” he grunted, burying his face into the side of your neck to leave wet, sloppy kisses, new marks blooming next to old, “tha’s it-“
usually, leon was a gentle lover in bed - preferring to take his time and really savor the moment since he never knew when he would be gone for another mission - though this night was different after a rather frustrating day at the dso.
between piles of paperwork and stupid meetings about this, that, or the other, he had been practically beating his head off the wall all day, just waiting for the clock’s hands to strike the hour that signaled it was time to leave.
and when that time finally came at long last? traffic was backed up several miles long.
who knew that him using his pent-up frustration would lead you to such an… eventful night - it certainly opened up your eyes to a whole new side of your husband.
and even when being rough, he loved to spoil his wife.
one of his hands snaked between your legs to rub a thumb along your swollen clit, your body jolting from the overstimulation that followed. leon had skillfully worked orgasm after orgasm out of you from his fingers and tongue alone, refusing to use his cock despite how much you begged and pleaded through wet lashes.
it wasn’t until your brain was practically mush that he finally released his achingly hard length from its confinement in his pants. he had pressed the softest kiss to your cheek before slipping in like it was nothing.
several orgasms later, here you were.
tears streaked your flushed cheeks, drool dripped down your chin as you whimpered and mewled beneath him, your orgasm building embarrassingly quickly.
with a choked whine, you came for the umpteenth time, body twitching as your warm walls clamped around his cock. working you down from your high, his fingers pulled away from your sensitive bud of nerves, cooing into your ear.
“think you can do one more f’me?” he asked, pressing kisses to your jaw. he could feel the slight tremble in your body, his hands making quick work to flip you over.
now on your back and feeling like your entire world had just been flipped around, you gazed blearily up at your husband for a moment before a weak smile formed on your kiss-swollen lips, one of his thumbs reaching up to swipe away the previous drool.
“‘kay.” you hummed with an almost dreamy but half-assed smile, arms reaching up to loop around his neck. his pale eyes met yours as he returned to his previous rhythm, hips rocking back and forth.
the sound of skin hitting skin quickly filled the room yet again, synchronized pants and moans joining in a familiar harmony that was a far too familiar giveaway that neither of you was lasting long.
incoherent strings of words endlessly tumbled from your lips in the form of babbling as leon continued his rhythm, your walls clenching around his length with just about every thrust.
“‘s too much-“ you whimpered through overstimulation, a droplet of drool dribbling from your swollen lips, “mmf, leon-“ all but gasping from the mixture of pleasure and pain, your body jerked below his.
“shhh.” he cooed softly, lips pressing to your cheeks to kiss away the tears you hadn’t noticed fall, “jus’ one more for me, ‘kay?”
and despite his rough movements, his voice was soft - sweet. exactly what you needed to hear in the moment despite the way overstimulation zapped at your senses.
“doin’ s’good for me.” the man above you all but purred, his tip still bullying the spot deep inside that had you seeing stars. his lips left gentle kisses in a trail along your face, neck, and shoulders, not sparing even an inch of untouched skin.
it felt like your brain had turned to mush, your senses in a roller coaster that only went higher and higher, the familiar coil in your lower belly growing tighter and tighter until finally…
it snapped.
with a choked whimper, you came again, squirting messily all over - not that leon really cared, too busy chasing his own impending orgasm.
with a few sloppy thrusts, he buried his face against your neck with a muffled groan as he finally came, painting your insides white with his seed.
it was silent for a few moments, save for the soft panting that filled the space between you.
with a tired giggle, you pressed a clumsy kiss to leon’s sweat-covered cheek, nuzzling your nose against the top of his head.
sure, the mess would need cleaned up along with the both of you, but relishing in the sweet afterglow of your lovemaking seemed like an even better idea in the moment.
and it wasn’t something either of you would pass up.
Your leon fanfic was delicious I love it so much, would you ever write about the aftercare as well? The idea of leon just taking me apart and then being so sweet and affectionate and loving after just is soo good
aftercare and tenderness
ship: leon s kennedy x reader
summary: aftercare with leon kennedy <3 (aka, part two of this fic as per request!)
themes/cw: 18+ CONTENT, MDNI. aftercare! cuddling, kisses, teasing, the whole nine-yards UH. they share a bath, the usual couple bickering, leon doting on reader after lowkey wrecking them <3
notes: hello!! thank you so much and yes yes, i absolutely love writing aftercare fics <3 especially one for leon himself!! i had been contemplating writing it during the first part, but ended up scrapping the idea and leaving the ending as it was. once again, i am writing this at 2am, i hope this is to your liking!
word count: 1429
the room was silent save for the soft pants that filled the space between two bodies, soft praises tumbling from leon’s lips as he pressed comforting kisses to your cheeks, forehead, lips - anywhere he could reach.
“did so good for me.” he hummed gently, allowing you the time to steady yourself after he practically ravaged you in the throes of his passion - he knew you would need a bit before it became easy to function again.
he didn’t mind waiting.
pressing your water bottle to your lips, he jerked his chin slightly, “drink.” his voice was soft but left no room for complaint as you took a few sips, the cold liquid feeling like heaven against your sore throat.
placing it back to the side, he laid there with you, giving you all the time you needed. it wasn’t until you finally gave him the okay that he moved.
with a rather exasperated grunt, he finally pulled out and rolled himself off top of you, landing with a huff on the bed to your side.
“alright.” he murmured, moving to sit up - though before he got too far, he pressed a quick kiss to your lips, “i’m gonna go get the bath started.”
you could do little more than give a tired hum as he stood and walked off to the connected bathroom, the sound of running water soon following - however, you were too busy trying not to fall asleep on the bed to pay much attention. the soft mattress was practically caressing your exhausted and aching body, almost immediately pulling you into a state of rest.
all background noise began to fade out, your eyes drifting shut - maybe just a short rest. yeah, that was it. you’d rest your eyes for a bit, totally wouldn’t fall asleep, and…
a light flick to your forehead had you snapping from the sleepy haze, eyes flicking up to the silhouette leaning over you - leon’s expression was nothing short of amused.
“can’t even leave you alone for a few minutes.” he teased softly, voice tender despite the ever-growing grin on his lips, “and you say that i’m the one who’s unable to stay awake.”
“yeah, because you’re practically a grandpa.” you lazily shot back, sticking out your tongue and earning a gasp of mock offense.
“well, that makes you a grandpa fucker.”
“and?”
a moment of silence passed before leon sighed, moving to help you sit up on the bed. his hands, though scarred and calloused, were nothing but gentle and guiding, “i can’t with you.”
“just to remind you, you’re the one who put a ring on it.” you hummed, pressing a light peck to his cheek. small teasing fits were very common in your marriage with the dso agent, and considering he was a pro with witty one-liners and dad jokes… it never made for a dull interaction.
“wouldn’t trade it for the world.” his gruff voice was tender as his arm slid below your knees and around your back, lifting you effortlessly to take you to the bathroom where the bathtub waited.
steam covered the mirror as more rose from the hot water that filled the tub, the air holding the soft scent of vanilla and lavender. it was calm, a perfect transition from your earlier shenanigans.
gently lowering you into the water, a soft sigh escaped your lips when the warm water all but caressed your skin - it always felt so rewarding after the fact.
it didn’t take long before leon slid in as well, taking his usual spot behind you, allowing you to lean back against his chest.
“you make a great pillow.” voice soft and laced with every growing sleepiness, you found comfort against your husband’s body - both the warmth from him and the warmth from the bath water were lulling you down with every passing moment.
“glad to see i’ve been downgraded to a pillow.” leon huffed out with a small sigh, pressing a kiss to your cheek. his hands rubbed against your upper arms, slowly moving up to rub the tension from your shoulders.
little did he know, you were a goner the moment he started, slowly drifting off against him, surrounded by warmth and comfort.
though that didn’t last long.
“no sleeping yet.” leon tsked with a sigh, his eyebrows furrowed with the skin creasing between them.
and like any normal person who was being denied sleep, your cheeks puffed in protest, “but ‘m tired, leon.” it came out in a sleepy whine, your eyes tired and pleading, “haven’t you tortured me enough tonight?”
“torture?” he asked, raising a brow, a familiar flash of amusement flickering through his pale eyes, “i didn’t think torture really left a person moaning and squir-“
“okay, okay, enough details!” you shot up, pressing your hand to his lips to silence the man, a blush settling on your cheeks - though the previous tiredness nearly vanished.
despite himself, leon couldn’t stop the chuckle that slipped from his lips, or the several others, every one muffled into the skin of your palm.
reaching up to gently curl his own hand around your wrist, he pulled your palm away to place a couple of soft, feather-light kisses to your hand, “right.” he hummed, voice full of amusement.
it was silent for several moments as the both of you sat there, enjoying the warmth of the bath and the comfort of each other's presence.
with surprisingly gentle hands, leon spent minutes carefully cleaning you up meticulously, scrubbing away the sweat and grime from your skin and leaving it smelling faintly of vanilla.
after all the soap had been washed away, he worked a towel around your body and through your hair, drying you off whilst the water drained in the background. when the last of the droplets were gone, he guided you into a pair of pajamas - shorts and one of his shirts; well-worn and smelling faintly of him in the best of ways.
after drying himself off, leon ushered you to the bedroom where he quickly switched the bedding, fussing when you attempted to help - a soft tsk as he pushed away your hands, “i just need you to stand there and look pretty, i’ve got this.”
and all you could do was huff and oblige, watching instead as he laid down fresh sheets that were quickly followed by many pillows and a soft comforter.
without wasting a second, you quickly hopped onto the freshly made bed and burrowed below the blanket with a content sigh, snickering at leon’s dramatic sigh - though it didn’t take long before he joined you beneath the covers.
his arms found home around your waist, pulling you snug to his chest. it didn’t take much for you to get comfortable, head tucked just below his chin while your hands toyed with the fabric of his shirt.
everything smelled like him - the sheets, the bedding, the clothes - it was nice. calming. something you certainly missed a lot when he was away on missions. something as simple as the way he smelled was comforting in ways you could never describe.
“what’re you thinking about?” leon’s chest rumbled below your ear, one of his hands moving to rub at your back, “if you think any harder, smoke might start coming out your ears.”
you huffed a laugh, eyes slipping shut, “you smell nice.”
he raised a brow, not that you saw, the corner of his lip quirking up, “and what exactly do i smell like?”
a yawn, followed by your voice - now much sleepier, “smells like… you…”
it was silent for several moments before he snorted, shaking his head, “what kind of answer is that?”
though the only reply he got was the soft sound of your steady breaths, your body relaxed in sleep. he didn’t even realize you had fully fallen asleep until he looked down, taking in the lax expression on your face.
“unbelievable.” he sighed, though his voice lacked any real annoyance - the male had always envied the way you could just… pass out the moment your head hit the pillow.
pressing a quick kiss to the crown of your head, he got comfortable beside you, allowing his own eyes to finally slip shut. it truly had been a long day between work and the events after he got home.
sleep was practically calling his name.
the room soon filled with the soft sound of breathing as you both slept, embraced in each other's arms and surrounded by warmth.
you would have to take mental note to allow leon to be rough in bed more often.
CW: MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT. Cock warming, desk sex, p in v intercourse, threesome (eventually), established poly relationship?, blowjob, Kaveh and Alhaitham bickering for a few moments (lmao). Afab Reader like usual but Kaveh uses they/them when talking about you. Can’t think of anything else.
Notes: Got a bit carried away with this one.. Y’all are lucky. I almost wrote angst instead of smut tonight, so be glad my dr appointment went well 😒 Another Kaveh prompt, I’m not sorry. Also, totally late again- I’ll try to post on time Friday.
Word Count: 2476
Usually, Kaveh’s focus on his work was nothing but sharp- he could sit for hours, hands dragging a pencil along the page and erasing lines over and over. Especially when it came to major projects with deadlines fast approaching.
Tonight, however, his attention was not even close to being focused on the almost blank page in front of him.
Instead, he was focused on you. The way your warm walls enveloped his stiff cock so perfectly. The way you’d clench around him every so often and shift- to which his hand would immediately shoot to steady you with a small scold of “Hold still.”
It had started no less than twenty minutes ago when you slipped into the office, stealing his attention away from what he had been trying to work on just moments prior. You had plopped down onto his lap like you owned the place (And in a way, he supposed you did), straddling him.
He was weak to you and your touch- something you knew very well. It didn’t take long before you were sweet and pliant on his cock, warm walls encasing his length.
It took a great deal of restraint not to fuck you then and there- instead allowing you to cock warm him as he attempted (key word being “attempted”.) to continue the rough sketch of some building he was commissioned for.
“Don’t.” He warned under his breath as he felt your hips shift once again, his cock twitching inside of you, “Hold still or I’ll kick you from the office.”
“But would you really?” You purred with a shit eating grin, eyes flickering up to meet Kaveh’s as you gave him an innocent look- only earning a huff of “Shut up.” under his breath in return.
Feigning a yawn, you hid your face against his neck, arms loosely around the blond’s waist. The lack of stimulation was getting to you and you couldn’t tell if you wanted to grind against him or just start stimulating yourself.
“Can’t you take a break?” You asked, giving him the most pleasing look you could muster- he was always weak to the puppy dog eyes, “You haven’t paid any attention to me all day.”
“You’re the one who decided to come in here.” He spoke, stress leaking into his tone, “Now behave and sit still until I’m done- then you can have my attention.”
You huffed in reply, cheeks puffing. The plan you had oh so meticulously prepared wasn’t working out. He was supposed to be fucking you senseless, not focusing on the draft in front of him.
But, knowing better than to keep pushing buttons, you just leaned against him. The last thing you wanted was to piss him off and have him kick you from the office until he’s done.
It was getting kind of hard to not move around though- the feeling of him filling you up but not moving was practically driving you insane. The stimulation wasn’t nearly enough to get you off, but his small shifts along with your own as you got comfortable kept you wet and needy.
By the time he had finished- or at least decided he was done for the day- you were about to start crying and begging for something. Anything. This lack of stimulation was killing you.
“Okay.” Kaveh hummed, hands moving to your hips, thumbs rubbing small circles as he smiled down at you, “I’m sorry for being snappy.” His lips pressed to your cheek.
You just muttered out a small, dismissive reply, lips pursed. It wasn’t like you didn’t understand.
With a sigh, Kaveh pressed another, softer kiss to your lips, only lingering for a moment, “I think I owe you something.”
His hands were gentle as he guided you off his cock, eliciting a sharp whimper from the emptiness to slip from your throat- but he shushed you quietly and positioned you to be lying on the desk, back resting against the wood.
He stood between your legs, your ankles hooking behind his back automatically as he sank back into your warmth- drawing soft noises from both of you.
Kaveh, ever the vocal one, buried his face against your neck with a grunt, “Fuck.” His voice was breathy, and he could feel the way your warm walls clamped around his achingly hard cock.
Arms resting on either side of your head, he began to steadily move his hips back and forth- slow at first but quickly picking up in pace. Soft noises slipped from your lips before you could even stop them, your head falling back against the table.
“So pretty like this.” Kaveh grunted, panting while he leaned over you. His cock hit the deep spots inside you that had you seeing stars- drawing more and more noises from your pretty lips.
Pressing his lips against yours in a deep kiss, he wasted no time in swirling his tongue with yours, drinking up your moans and whimpers as his thrusts hit deeper.
“Mmf-“ You gasped, head almost slamming back against the desk as a jolt of pleasure went up your spine- thankfully, one of Kaveh’s hands shot out to catch it.
“Careful, baby.” He hummed, pressing a kiss to your now exposed throat- the angle gave him perfect access to suck on the skin, leaving dark marks in his wake.
Walls spasming around his pistoning cock, all you could think about was the overwhelming pleasure you felt through your entire body. Your nails dug into his back, leaving crescent-shaped indents and small scratches as you babbled incoherent nonsense.
“Looks like you two are having fun.” Came another voice from the entrance of the office- tone unimpressed but in the usual lighthearted way that warmed both of your hearts.
Like a deer in headlights, the two of your heads snapped up to stare at the third person- calming down only after recognizing that it was none other than Alhaitham.
“I come home to my partners fucking like rabbits on my desk.” He spoke with a faux sigh, stepping further into the room. There was no genuine heat behind his words.
Kaveh flushed immediately, mouth opening to argue back like always- he had stopped moving at this point, cock still inside if you, “We’re allowed to be intimate when you aren’t here!” He huffed out.
“Never said you couldn’t.” Alhaitham shrugged, stepping to the opposite side of the desk to stand by your head- your eyes immediately flickering up to him.
“How’re you doing, beautiful?” He asked, hand moving to cup your jaw- earning a lighthearted complaint from Kaveh about how tender he was with you. He ignored it.
You just hummed nuzzling against his palm as if forgetting the fact that your blond boyfriend was currently balls deep inside of you, “‘M okay.”
Alhaitham nodded, looking back up at the other male, “I know I’m interrupting, but mind if I join?” He asked so casually as if it were another Tuesday night.
Kaveh huffed, feeling a bitter feeling of jealousy prickle in his chest, “You two get private moments all the time- but when I finally get private time with them, I have to share.”
It was silent for a few beats, your eyes flickering between your two partners- unsure of who would speak first.
“But I guess you can join.” The blond finished quietly as if accepting defeat- the small pout on his face made you giggle a little and you reached for his hand to squeeze it reassuringly.
“We can have a night just for us tomorrow if it’ll make up for it?” You offered softly, eyes full of love and tenderness.
That seemed to pique his interest and he nodded rather eagerly, a load of excitement buzzing through him as if he had won a big prize- and in a way, you guessed he had.
“You’re lucky I love you both.” Kaveh murmured before looking up at Alhaitham, “Well, hurry up if you want to join. I’m not waiting for you.” And with that, his hips started their steady rhythm again.
You gasped, walls spasming around his length from his quick movements. “Kaveh!” Your voice was shaky from the sudden pleasure, kiss-swollen lips falling agape.
Alhaitham watched you both for a few moments, a noticeable bulge growing in his pants. Finally, he pulled them down, his hardened cock springing to attention in front of your face.
The desk itself wasn’t that big- big enough for the length of your back, but your head kind of dangled off the ledge without the presence of someone to support- which was to his advantage anyway.
“Open up for me?” The scribe spoke softly, one of his fingers rubbing against your cheek again- and you followed his request, mouth falling wide for him.
His length slid into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. Sure, you’d given him plenty of blowjobs in the past, but his length was always so… overwhelming.
But if choking on dick was how you’d go out, then you’d accept that death with pride.
Tears beaded in your eyes as you tried to relax your throat so as not to gag uncontrollably- your eyes fluttered shut, allowing both of them to use your body as they pleased.
Kaveh’s thrusts into your soaked cunt we’re fast, hitting deeply and causing you to moan around Alhaitham’s length in turn- drawing the smallest of noises from him, his own hips moving to thrust into your mouth.
Drool was building on the base of his cock, drilling down your face- yet you didn’t have it in you to care much, your cheeks hollowing to increase his pleasure.
“‘M close, angel-“ Kaveh all but whimpered out, his hips stuttering against yours as his orgasm grew closer. All you could do was whimper around Alhaitham’s cock, your own release building low in your belly, walls clenching uncontrollably.
And with a very muffled moan, you came walls clamped around the blond’s length and causing his own orgasm to tumble over- painting your insides with his white seed.
Your mind was a haze of your orgasm and after jolts of pleasure, barely noticing when Alhaitham pulled out of your mouth, still fully hard. He stepped over to Kaveh, pulling the blond away so he could stand between your legs instead.
Kaveh moved with a small huff of complaint, instead moving to stand by your head, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks, forehead, lips- anywhere he could reach. “Did so good for me.” He hummed sweetly, praises soft.
Alhaitham watched as a mixture of your juices and Kaveh’s seed dribbled from your abused cunt, using his dick tip to stuff it back in before he slipped in- bottoming out with a soft grunt.
You whined almost immediately, still sensitive from your last orgasm and overstimulation already biting at you. Kaveh, for his part, soothed you quietly under his breath, hands staying cupped to your cheeks.
“One more for me, okay?” The scribe asked softly, his hands on your hips. You nodded shakily, walls clenching around him already as your thighs trembled.
Steadily, Alhaitham’s hips began a steady rhythm. A beat that didn’t change in tempo as soon as he figured out the best one. Hitting precisely at the spots that he knew would make you squirm.
And squirm you did.
You were nothing but a moaning heap on the desk, overstimulated and fucked out as your boyfriend thrusted into you. Tears began to well up oh so prettily, trickling down your flushed cheeks as choked little whines left you.
“Haitham!” You cried out, back arching off the desk slightly as you felt his cock bully your hole, thrusts not slowing. Your pleasure was growing at a rapid pace, the same feeling winding in your lower belly.
“Doing so well- just a bit more.” He murmured, burying his face against your neck. Kaveh huffed from above but continued with what he was doing- lips smoothing over your forehead before he stood and walked away.
But before you could really ask where he was going, your attention was drawn back to Alhaitham- who was now grunting quietly against your throat. He wasn’t usually one to make noises but your walls were clenching so tightly around him. His own pleasure was taking hold of his thoughts.
“Mmf-“ You cried out, the pleasure becoming overwhelming, your body dangling precariously over the edge of your next orgasm, “Close, ‘m close-“ You babbled, mind blank except for the toe-curling ecstasy you felt.
“Go ahead.” He all but purred, his hips still going in that steady rhythm- just slightly off. His own release was building up, “Let go for me, ‘kay?”
Fingers tangled in his gray locks, you whimpered pleasure only building higher and higher- a tingling sensation between your legs, a tightness in your belly like a band about to snap, and then-
You cried out loudly, mind going blank as you came again, orgasm hitting hard. Cunt fluttering around Alhaitham’s cock, walls clamped down.
“Wow.” He spoke, watching your juices squirt against his abdomen. But he couldn’t stay stuck on it for long as his own release hit him, a grunt escaping as he emptied his load into you just like Kaveh did.
He collapsed on top of you, still inside of your warm walls as the both of you panted.
Pressing a gentle kiss to your nose, he patted your cheek, “Still with me?”
It took a moment for your eyes to focus properly but you nodded slowly, brain still a bit behind on everything. A tiredness had begun to seep into you, your body limp and pliant in the best ways.
“Kaveh is running the bath.” Alhaitham murmured, voice low so as not to overwhelm you, “Think you can walk, or do you need me to carry you?”
It didn’t take a genius to answer that- especially with the way your legs were trembling.
“Can you carry me..?” You asked, voice cracking from overuse. Exhaustion pulled at you, but a warm bath sounded heavenly. Especially surrounded by your partners.
After slipping his now soft length out of you- pulling another whine from your lips that he shushed gently- his arms slid under your knees and back to lift you, walking out of the office and to the bathroom.
The bath was filling, the gentle smell of lavender filling the air. Kaveh stood from beside the tub, walking over to press a kiss to your forehead, “Bath’s almost ready, and then we’ll all cuddle the rest of the night. Sound good?”
You nodded with a hum, cheek resting against Alhaitham’s shoulder while he settled you down on the toilet lid, moving to prep you for the bath.
You were safe, warm, content- and sure, you’d wake up sore tomorrow, but that’s a problem for then.
CW: MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT. Size difference, Belly bulge, praise, overstimulation, Fingering. P in V Intercourse, Unprotected (Wrap it before you tap it, y’all), Mephisto gets locked out of the room.
Notes: Hello, Love and Deepspace fandom- not my usual cup of tea for writing, but I couldn’t pass down the opportunity to include Sylus in this year’s kinktober (even though I am a Rafayel person 😔🤚) Not proof read or edited, I’m too tired (Sorry if there’s mistakes 💔). Goodnight.
Word Count: 2024
A mechanical squawk of complaint from Mephisto was heard as the door shut in front of the little robotic crow, denying any access to the room. Sylus’ lips were on yours, his hands on your hips as he guided you backwards to the large bed that lay unoccupied in the corner of his room.
The moment your knees made contact with the edge of the bed, you allowed him to guide you backwards, lying down on the soft mattress. His bigger frame all but swallowed yours as he leaned over you, lips gliding down your jaw to your throat in smooth, open-mouthed kisses.
A breathy whine slipped past your kiss-swollen lips, delicate fingers tangling in his silver locks to draw the male impossibly closer.
His hands- although big- were surprisingly gentle as they moved to unzip the back of your dress, pulling it down slowly until it was nothing but a heap of fabric on the floor- leaving you in nothing but your panties.
You, already flushed from the endless he had given you the entire way home, blink up at Sylus with a burning need flashing through your eyes- pretty lips slightly agape.
Sylus grunted deep in his throat, leaning down to kiss you again as his hands slid down your body, resting against your hips again. It had taken an ungodly amount of restraint to not take you then and there at dinner. Or really, at any point of the night. You with your pretty face, and the cute little dress you had worn just for him.
Always just for him.
He had been achingly hard in his pants for the majority of the night- but he was nothing if not in control.
“Sy-“ You gasped out into the kiss, your fingers clumsily moving to unbutton his shirt, his chest and chiseled abs now on display beneath the soft skin of your hands.
Your nipples hardened from the cool air, one of his hands moving up to toy with one of the nubs as his other lowered between your legs, rubbing your clit through the soaked cloth of your panties.
“Already soaking wet and I’ve barely touched you, kitten.” He spoke softly against your ear, lips brushing just over your lobe- causing you to shiver underneath him.
“Sylus, please-“ You murmured, cheeks dusted as you unconsciously ground down against his hand- trying to get more friction against the little bundle of nerves.
“Patience, sweetie.” He tutted, fingers grabbing onto your panties to pull them snuggly against your heated core- the fabric dragging roughly against your clit and drawing a sharp whine from you.
Letting go, he slowly pulled the soiled fabric off, dropping it to the floor with your dress- discarded and no longer needed.
His lips pressed to yours as his long digits pressed into your hole, rubbing against the spongy spot inside that had you seeing stars.
You moaned into the kiss, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, the kiss becoming sloppy and heated.
Walls clamping around his fingers, you whined- a high-pitched and needy sound that earned you his thumb against your clit, rubbing in tantalizing circles.
He ate up your pleasured sounds like he was starved, lips moving down to suck at the soft skin of your neck, another finger slipping into your drenched hole.
Pleasure gripped your senses, your hands reaching to tangle in his hair again. All you could focus on was the feeling of his fingers spreading you open, his thumb rubbing against your clit, and the tightening feeling in your lower belly.
“‘M close-“ You barely got out between moans and whimpers, your pleasure only growing higher and higher as your noises grew louder and louder.
Thankfully, the room was soundproof- so Luke and Kyran wouldn’t hear.
“Let go for me, kitten.” He purred, deep voice vibrating in his chest as his fingers sped up.
Tensing up beneath him as he scissored you open with skilled fingers, you hid your face against his chest with a whine as your first orgasm of the night built up like a rising wave.
It didn’t take long for your pleasure to peak, a high-pitched noise escaping you as your walls clamped around his long fingers, your chest heaving with labored breaths. Juices squirted against his hand as he continued to move them- just slower to help you down from your release.
“Good, so good for me.” Sylus cooed, pressing a kiss to your temple while slipping his fingers out of you- eliciting a soft moan from your lips. He stood momentarily to shed his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor next to yours.
Once he was leaning back over you, his hips between yours and his tip lined at your entrance, he gave you a soft peck to the lips, “Ready?”
Blinking up at him through the haze of your orgasm, you could only nod. Even when your thoughts were jumbled and everything was fuzzy, you still felt nothing but trust for him.
Slowly, he pushed in, his big cock spreading out your tight cunt. He only got a few inches in before you felt full, a sharp cry leaving you from the sting of the stretch.
“Ah! Sy, ‘s too big-“ You cried out, tears building at your lower lash line and tumbling down your cheeks. “Not gonna fit-“
“Shh,” He shushed you quietly, hips stilling as he kissed away a few of your tears, “It’ll fit. It’s always fit before.”
When you gave him the signal to continue moving, he pushed a bit farther in. Deeper and deeper, his length spreading you even more.
“‘M gonna break.” You cried out, a few more tears falling- he could only groan as he felt your gummy walls clamping around his achingly hard length, finally bottoming out.
Your belly bulged a bit from the sheer size of his cock as it filled you, ruining you for anyone else.
Not that you ever needed anyone else.
“See? You didn’t break, kitten.” He whispered, red eyes watching your face carefully, taking in the cloudy look in your own eyes, “Doing so good for me.”
It took several moments of him whispering to you, pressing gentle kisses to your face before you adjusted to his size- no matter how many times you’d taken him before, you doubted you’d ever actually get used to it.
“Look at you taking my cock so well.” His deep voice purred in your ear as he nibbled on the lobe, “So full of me- are you ready for more?” One of his hands rested over your belly, pressing down as he felt his length inside of you.
You nodded, too fucked out to reply properly. His hips pulled back before pushing back in, beginning a steady rhythm of back and forth. His cock slid in and out of you, your juices sliding onto the comforter below you.
Breathy gasps and moans left you, small whimpers of his name and please tumbling from your lips- Only prompting him to speed up, cock hitting all of the spots deep inside you that had you seeing stars.
“Sylus!” You keened, nails digging into his back and leaving little crescent-shaped indents- not that he minded. It just showed him that you enjoyed what he was giving you. Your pleasure was his top priority, after all.
He groaned, burying his face against your neck as his hips continued to thrust, hands gripping your hips so hard that they’d likely bruise.
A familiar coil was winding again in your lower belly, getting tighter and tighter with every rough thrust of his cock, your whines getting louder, words slurring.
It usually didn’t take much for him to make you unravel- be it his cock, fingers, or even his tongue. He knew your body like the back of his hand- knew which parts of you made you squirm and which parts of you made you see stars.
It only made sense that he could make you cum in the matter of minutes- a skill that not many people could say they had.
“‘M close-“ You gasped out, breaths stuttering in your throat as you clenched around his big cock, gummy walls sucking him in, “Ngh! S’good- Feels s’good!” Your words were slurred and slightly incoherent- but he got the idea.
“That’s it, kitten.” He groaned out, hips stuttering as his own release was building. Sylus had never really been one to make noises- a few grunts here or there, but nothing loud. Nothing too noticeable.
So that made every noise he did make something special- and each one made little butterflies flutter in your tummy.
With a loud cry, your walls spasmed as your head jerked back in an orgasm, mind going blank while pleasure gripped your senses.
Sylus captured your lips with his own, his hips not slowing down even for a moment, chasing his own release.
You whimpered loudly as overstimulation licked at your senses, zapping at your core.
“Sy, ‘s too much!” You cried out, eyes filling with tears as your walls spasmed around him- choked whines leaving you.
“Just a bit more, mmkay?” He murmured against your hairline as he kissed your forehead, “Doing so well for me, kitten.”
Having not been given the chance to wind down after your last orgasm, your body was super sensitive to every thrust of his cock- the pleasure was building again by the minute, whimpers and whines escaping you as Sylus continued to coo and praise you.
“One more for me,” He spoke softly- a contrast to the fast pace of his hips- while his hand reached down, thumb pressing to your abused clit, “C’mon.”
You jolted the moment he touched the little bundle of nerves, mewling loudly, “Ngh- ah-!” Body jerking as your final orgasm began building at a rapid pace, you pressed the lower half of your face against Sylus’ shoulder, nails digging into his back.
His hips began to move sloppily, the rhythm being lost as he got closer and closer to his own high- and all it took was the way your walls clamped around him with your final orgasm that had him tumbling over the edge himself, burying his length to the hilt before hot ropes of his seed spurted against your insides.
You twitched from the overstimulation, chest heaving while you attempted to blink away the tears clouding your eyes- your head was cloudy, senses dulled but also overwhelmed at the same time.
Sylus pulled out slowly, watching as globs of his seed dripped out of you onto the comforter- he tutted under his breath in complaint, making a mental note to have the bedding changed and cleaned.
Pressing a kiss against your forehead, he pulled away, “I will go start the bath.” He hummed, walking to the connected bathroom, “I will be back for you momentarily.”
Time was a blur as you lay on the bed- it took all of your energy to turn onto your side, your body aching in the best way possible. Everything felt so far away, your eyes focused on nothing.
“Still with me?” A pair of fingers snapped in front of your gaze, drawing your attention up to the gray-haired male kneeling in front of you.
It felt like swimming through molasses to get your body to move- your head nodding just slightly in reply- Sylus sighed, pressing a kiss to your forehead before his arms slid under your back and knees, lifting you.
“The bath is ready. I’ll take care of it from here, just relax.” He spoke, watching towards the door. Sylus’ aftercare had always been the best- always being there when you were overstimulated after. Taking care of your needs.
He lowered your body into the big bathtub, the warm water caressing your body and causing you to sigh in delight- the male quickly slid in behind you, allowing you to rest back against his chest.
And in his arms, it didn’t matter how distant everything felt at that moment- you knew he’d keep you safe.
And that on its own was more than you could ever ask for.
CW: MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT. P in V penetration, unprotected, AFAB reader, Hylian reader, Fingering, Double penetration in one hole, Sidon has two dicks (Do not argue with me, this is my fanfic), belly bulge, creampie, biting/marking, overstim. Lemme know if I forgot something!
Notes: Okay so let’s pretend he isn’t engaged to Yona. Irrelevant. Sidon and Reader get to live happily together. Let’s also pretend I’m not four days behind. I plan to get caught up tonight (hopefully, Idc that Kinktober is technically over.). It’s so like me to be rushing everything on the last day of the month Anyone else’s keyboard fucking up after the IOS26 update? Because good god is mine awful.
Word Count: 2040
“Doing so well for me, my pearl.” Sidon’s voice was deep, an animalistic growl in his tone while his ragged breaths ghosted the marked skin of your throat- yet his touch was the exact opposite. He had sworn to never hurt you, after all, and that promise extended to intimate times as well.
With two fingers deep inside your warm walls, his other hand kept you steady, anchoring you against the side of the pool that you were currently bent over.
Truthfully, the two of you had barely made it to his private quarters after the long, uneventful dinner you had shared with him and his father. King Dorephan was always super kind to you, even as the elders tended to stare at you with barely hidden disgust.
You weren’t surprised by the looks, honestly. It was to be expected seeing as they were stuck in their old ways.
A Zora with a Hylian?
None of them had been impressed when you and Sidon became public about your relationship, yet they never spoke outwardly.
But that didn’t stop how they whispered amongst themselves. How they’d look at you like you were nothing more than a gross little bug scurrying around the domain.
Sidon, for his part, was always there to comfort you or to cheer you up when the looks became too much. He had always told you to not let them get to you- that they’d eventually come around.
Sure, you trusted him. But it was hard to believe the elders would come out of their old ways.
But their opinions mattered very little when all you could focus on was Sidon’s fingers in your greedy cunt, spreading mind-numbing pleasure through your body until you were trembling.
“Almost there.” He hummed against your throat again, sharp teeth brushing the skin. His fingers shifted and he hit deeper, spreading you open wide in preparation for his achingly hard cocks that pressed against the curve of your ass.
Sidon always made sure to prep you properly- he wouldn’t even consider actually fucking you until he made you orgasm multiple times on his fingers or tongue.
You’d simply lost track of how many you’d had at that point, mind hazy with pleasure and overstimulation making you all the more sensitive to any of his touches.
“Mmf-“ Small moans and noises scraped your throat, raw from overuse- thankfully, the sounds of the running waters around the domain would muffle anything.
Another orgasm washed over you as you stiffened in your lover’s arms, your elbows braced against the edge of the pool. His fingers slowed as your walls pulsed and fluttered around them with your release, soft gasps and whines escaping your kiss-swollen lips.
“Si-“ You whimpered out, his fingers slipping out of the warm depths of your leaking cunt. Twisting slightly in his grasp.
The Zora cooed quietly at you, one of his hands moving to cup your jaw, gently connecting his lips against yours. Carefully, he guided your body to face his, your hands gripping his chest for stability as his cocks pressed against your entrance.
Shuddering in his grasp, his hands cupped your ass to bring you closer, the first of the two nudging at your fluttering hole.
“Are you ready, my treasure?” He asked, pressing a kiss to your temple that was so gentle, your heart felt like it would explode on the spot.
Sidon was always so gentle with you in every situation- and it made you more than grateful to be able to call him yours.
Not trusting your words, you nodded up at him with a dazed expression- and with that, he began to slip in. The head nudged you open before sinking in, his length going inch by inch. The zora paused to give you a chance to adjust here and there- especially as you became a blabbering, teary-eyed mess in his arms.
“Shhh, I know, my pearl,” He cooed softly, lovingly. One hand steadied you as the other moved to cradle the back of your head, your face pressed to his chest with a soft, shuddering cry escaping you, “It’s almost in all the way, okay? I promise I’ll make it feel good.”
He was nothing if not reassuring. Even as you were the equivalent of a drooling mess in his arms, sweet and pliant on his cock (or cocks, depending on the situation) he always made sure you were nothing less than comfortable.
Goddess above, he’d spent at least an hour deciding on a safe word one night- not that you’ve ever had to use it.
Finally bottoming out, his cock enveloped so sweetly in your warm, gummy walls, Sidon couldn’t help but let out a deep groan. The way you wrapped so deliciously around his cocks always had him feeling like he’d orgasm too early. The warmth and the way your walls sucked him in greedily tipped him over.
You’re whimpering, babbling nonsense against his chest with shuddering breaths- you felt so full and it was just one of his twin cocks. Sure, you’d taken them both before, but you’d never really get used to it.
Sidon hummed deep in his throat, his hand that had been cradling your head moved to pull it back, his eyes taking in the fucked out expression on your face.
“You’re so pretty like this, dearest.” He praised almost sweetly, voice dripping like honey. His other cock twitched against the curve of your ass as he took in your dilated pupils, the subtle haze in your gaze, “So full of me too, hmm?”
Hand moving down, he brushed it against the very noticeable bulge of your belly, his cock stuffing you to the brim, “My dearest treasure,” his face moved to press against your neck, lips tracing one of the many bite marks, “you’re doing so good for me.”
His praises drew another soft whimper from you, walls clenching around his cock in response.
“Mm-“ You mewled, thighs trembling from the stretch of spreading to accommodate his larger body, “Si, please-“
He hummed, hands moving to cup your waist, “As you wish, my dear.”
And with that, his hands guided you against his cock in a steady rhythm, the other rocking steadily against the curve of your ass.
A loud moan escaped you, small incoherent words murmured against his chest as pleasure began to fill your heated core once again. Each thrust of his cock had you arching and crying out, the tip hitting your cervix at a bruising pace.
The earth-shattering pleasure was consuming your very being, heat pooling between your thighs as your releases build up at a rapid pace.
“Si- Mmf-!” You cried out, tears beading oh so prettily in your lash line- he wasted no time in kissing them away gently, whispering soft words to you around his own grunts.
“One more for me and I’ll give you my other.” He whispered against your jaw, teeth sinking into the soft skin of your neck yet again- not enough to bleed, but enough to leave a visible mark.
None of the marks would be easy to hide from the high elders, but a part of him didn’t care in the moment.
Seeing you covered in marks. His marks. It made something primal in him purr happily.
“Close- ‘M close!” Your voice cracked from strain, nails digging into his red scales as you tried to steady yourself against his chest.
A tightness was building in your lower belly, only growing tighter the more your pleasure built up. It wasn’t long before you came again, tensing as your walls clamped down against his length.
Sidon helped you through your orgasm, fucking you at a slower pace as a hand slipped down to rub the pad of his thumb against your swollen clit- you all but squealed, yelping from sensitivity.
He slowed until his hips stilled and you whined in complaint, unhappy with the sudden loss of friction, “H-Hey-“ You hiccuped out, a few tears dripping down your cheeks.
“Shhh, just lining up.” He reassured softly, lining up the tip of his second cock to your stretched hole. You, trembling in his arms, could only nod dumbly- too fucked out to properly respond much, and certainly not complaining about what you knew would come next.
And slowly, he pushed in again, his twin cocks slowly stretching you wide. Filling you more than before. It was almost suffocating, your walls stretching to accommodate both lengths.
You were practically drooling, babbling pathetically against his chest as he slowly bottomed out, your belly bulging visibly as both lengths filled you.
“There,” Sidon hummed, running one hand through your hair and down your back in a reassuring gesture, comforting you, “Taking me so beautifully.”
The Zora had a surprising amount of control during sex. The only times he really slipped were during his ruts- which was a given. Though he did try to take it easy on you when he could.
Besides, a Hylian taking a Zora’s twin cocks was nothing short of incredible.
“‘M gonna break-“ You gasped out, your senses focused on nothing but the feeling of his cocks stretching you wide- ruining you for anyone else.
Not that you wanted anyone else.
“Feel s’good-“ You continued, words lazily falling off your tongue, walls clenching around his lengths as he began to move.
Your pleasure was mounting quickly, faster than before- certainly aided by the overstimulation and countless others you had already had.
“Mmf- Think ‘m coming again?” You babbled, body trembling like a leaf in the wind as his hands moved to steady you, “Fuck- I-“
But you weren’t able to finish the sentence. A wave of euphoria ripped through you as your body convulsed in his grasp. A powerful orgasm washed over you, pleasure-filled noises escaping your sore throat as you squirted on his cocks, juices shooting into the water.
Sidon blinked down at you, jaw slightly slack in a mixture between awe and shock.
“You’re incredible.” He hummed out finally, chest warming with admiration. You, his lovely little Hylian partner, were nothing short of a blessing.
His hips didn’t slow down much- if at all- still continuing in that steady, mind-numbing pace that had your toes curling.
“Think you can handle one more, my love?” He asked softly, nuzzling against your temple, his little shark tail wagging ever so slightly.
His only reply was a halfhearted whine, your hands tightening against his red scales, and your walls clamping around his cocks so tightly that he couldn’t help but moan lowly.
Sidon’s own release was building up at a steady pace, his thrusts becoming a bit sloppy the closer it got. Your own noises were doing nothing but egging him on, his eyes trained on your fucked-out expression.
Gaze flickering down, he took in the way your stretched hole fluttered around his twin cocks, water rippling around the both of you as he fucked into you.
“Come with me, my pearl.” He rasped out, pressing his lips to yours again, hips speeding up in a desperate race to his own pleasure.
You whimpered into the kiss, clenching around him just in time for your final orgasm to wash over you, body jolting from the intensity.
Sidon greedily swallowed your sounds into the kiss, hips jerking once more. Twice. A third time. And then finally- he buried himself as deep as he could before stilling, shooting his hot seed deep inside of you.
You trembled, head falling back- one of his hands shot up to catch it, holding up your head. You were boneless, belly bulging from his cocks and his seed, expression nothing short of dazed and deeply satisfied.
“You did very well, my dear.” Sidon whispered against your cheek after pressing a gentle kiss there, his expression softening with admiration and love, “I’ll handle the rest from here- you can rest.”
But you were already drifting off in his hold- safe, warm, full. You knew he’d handle everything as he had many times before- and in the final moments before you drifted off, all you could think about was how much you loved him. How grateful you were for the Zora Prince that you called yours.
CW: MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT. Aphrodisiacs, Porn with plot? Long intro, I was building the scene </3, Two idiots in love, Reader is afab. Unprotected intercourse, Fingering. Can’t think of anything else.
Notes: Howdy! Once again, I offer another Albedo fic with aphrodisiacs (and the crowd goes… mild.) And same as always, you guys CAN’T convince me this little shit doesn’t have a breeding kink. This is my house and I make the rules 😌 I’m also an hour late to posting please don’t hate me- Not proof read, I’m gonna go pass out.
Word Count: 3186
The liquid was sweet as it slid down your throat, leaving an odd tingly sensation wherever it touched. An empty vial now rested in your hand, only the tiniest remnants of the translucent pink fluid left at the bottom.
“So..” The words felt heavy on your tongue, heart hammering- it’s not like this was your first time testing some new concoction for the alchemist, but this specific request had made you nervous, “How long until it takes effect?”
Albedo hummed, grabbing the empty glass with steady hands that were befitting of an alchemist, “I’d say you should start feeling it in about ten minutes- maybe less.” He stepped away to the other side of the lab, busying his hands with tidying up his desk.
The winds of Dragonspine raged on from outside of the little cave in the side of the mountain where he claimed for his lab, cold air drifting into and making you shiver despite your many layers and the little campfire he had going.
“It seems extra chilly tonight..” You murmured, rubbing your hands up and down your arms with a small shiver. Making conversation was never the easiest when it came to Albedo- you were always afraid of saying the wrong thing.
You’d been crushing on the man for years but had been too afraid to mention it- so you hid it. Never talked about it.
Well, tried to never talk about it.
Maybe except the one time you went drinking with Kaeya, your closest friend (and the worst wingman of them all), and you ended up spilling your guts to him.
In your defense, you had a bit too much to drink.
Kaeya, for what it was worth, didn’t spread your (not so hidden) secret to anyone- instead claiming he’d help out.
“What are best friends for?” He had asked, giving his signature smile- but never did you expect the cavalry captain to practically sign you up for months of basically being some glorified lab rat for Albedo.
Over the course of the past few months, you helped test random concoctions or perform small tasks that he could study. You never complained- just happy to be around the blond man. It really only caused your crush on him to bloom.
So when he came to you about this specific experiment, you had been a bit flustered at first- Who wouldn’t be flustered about their long-time crush asking to test an aphrodisiac out on them?
Truthfully, you trusted him. You trusted Albedo more than you trusted others- he had never given off any major red flags that screamed danger in the years that you had known him.
But even then, this request seemed sudden. Out of nowhere.
Albedo’s voice snapped you from your thoughts, bringing you back to the present as he continued to tinker with something on his desk- you couldn’t see what as his back was to you, “You won’t have to worry about the cold for much longer.”
Chewing on your bottom lip, your eyes flickered to the cave entrance, watching as snowflakes fluttered through the air with the cold wind.
A subtle heat was beginning to build in your lower belly, slowly spreading through the rest of your body. Any goosebumps that had risen on your skin were disappearing- replaced with a steadily rising heat.
Albedo’s face popped into your vision and you jolted in surprise- you hadn’t even heard him move.
“Apologies.” He spoke softly, kneeling in front of you. His expression was blank as usual, but something in his eyes seemed… tender? “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“I-It’s fine-“ You shook your head, shifting on the chair he had let you sit on- though a sudden sensitivity between your legs made you flinch, a choking on a small moan.
“Ah, it seems like it’s finally kicking in.” He said, eyes trained on you as a single hand raised to rest on his chin- as if in thought, “Mind if I..?” He gestured to you and you nodded, skin flushed from the rising heat.
Even with the violent cold outside, you suddenly felt like you were going to melt if you didn’t cool down.
Albedo’s free hand raised, the cold tips of his bare fingers pressing to the heated skin of your throat to feel your elevated pulse. The coolness of his skin made you whimper- a contrast to the warmth of yours.
You weren’t even sure when he took his glove off.
“Heart rate is high and your skin is heating up- Are you feeling any other symptoms?” His words were gentle against the building fog in your mind, eyes glazing and pupils dilating.
“I-I..” You stuttered, tongue feeling heavy in your mouth. Symptoms.. other symptoms? You couldn’t get your brain to focus on anything other than how close the blond in front of you was.
His soft, earthy scent flooded your senses, stealing your attention in full. A heat was steadily flooding between your legs and you shifted again- only drawing another whimper out.
Archons, you felt like you could stare at him forever. His teal eyes were easy to get lost in, and you wanted nothing more than to run your hands through his blond locks- his hair always looked so soft.
“-still with me?” Fingers snapped in front of your face and you shook your head, growing embarrassed as you forced your focus back on the male in front of you.
Right.
He had asked a question.
“S-Sorry..” You whispered shakily, cheeks flushed a pretty pink, “Other symptoms.. uhm…” It felt like swimming through molasses to even speak- why wouldn’t he just read minds?
His hand moved to cup your chin, moving your face up so he could study you, eyes focused but there was an unknown softness to them this time, “Don’t worry about it. I’d say you’re reacting about how I thought you would under the influence of the aphrodisiac.”
Albedo stood and stepped away, moving back over to his desk to grab his clipboard so he could notate everything- it was an experiment after all.
You breathed in deeply when he stepped away, trying to control your thoughts- or at least trying to get a grip on them.
Easier said than done.
Your head swam, a wave of heat and dizziness hitting you and before you could catch yourself, you slipped from the chair to the ground with a soft thump.
“Hey!” Albedo’s voice was suddenly concerned as he dropped by you, hand moving to cradle your head, “Are you okay? I didn’t think that dizziness would be too strong, but I must’ve miscalculated-“ His rambles faded off as you blinked dumbly up at him.
“‘M okay. Jus’ a bit dizzy.” You murmured, arms wrapping around Albedo’s neck, your face unconsciously burying against his chest, “‘S so hot in here.. isn’t it s’pposed t’be cold?”
Albedo’s eyes widened, arms moving to immediately wrap around you to hold you steady- he ignored the way his own heart hammered in his chest, the tips of his ears turning a light pink.
“It’s the aphrodisiac,” He tried to soothe you, one of his hands awkwardly coming up to rub at the back of your head, “What you’re feeling is completely normal.”
You blinked up at him, pupils blown and face painfully innocent despite the heat that radiated off of you, “You’re really pretty, y’know?” You murmured, words slightly slurred.
Albedo sighed, looking away for a moment as he murmured to himself, cheeks flushing, “Subject is delirious from the heat.”
“No!” You suddenly cried out, tears pricking your eyes, “‘Ve always thought that! Always thought you were pretty-“ Bottom lip quivering, “Liked you for s’long but why would y’ever notice a nobody like m-“
You didn’t even get to finish the sentence as Albedo smashed his lips against yours with a surprising fierceness. The kiss lasted for several moments before he pulled away, his lips slightly agape.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” He asked, voice low as he gazed down at you through half-lidded eyes, his thumb brushing your lower lip, “How excited I felt when you started volunteering to help me with my experiments?”
It was your turn to pull him into a kiss, lips meshing perfectly with his like two pieces of a puzzle, your fingers moving to tangle in his blond locks- Archons, how badly you had wanted to do it.
As if on cue, the heat in your body flared and you whimpered against his lips, “‘Bedo..” A soft gasp, thighs squeezing together at a desperate attempt for stimulation to your sensitive core, “Please- Need you-“
Albedo pulled away slightly, looking down at you. Your flushed skin, the way your pupils had dilated as if devouring your irises. Raw desperation flooded your eyes.
“I don’t want you to regret it-“
“I won’t regret it!” You all but cried out, “‘Ve wanted you for so long.. Please?”
He paused for a moment longer before scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the mat in the corner that he kept for you to nap on during long experiment days. Setting you down like he was handling fragile glass, he quickly nestled himself between your legs, lips pressing back to yours.
In a flurry of movement, he worked off your jacket and shirt, only pulling away from the kiss to toss the fabric to the floor in a messy heap. His lips attached to your neck and you whined, hips grinding down against him unconsciously.
His own lab coat and top were discarded rather quickly, leaving you both in just pants. A bulge was steadily growing in his trousers and he grunted softly, leaning forward to press his lips back to yours, one of his ungloved hands gently tracing down your body til it got between your legs.
Albedo pulled away to give you a look- as if to ask for permission- only moving again when you gave a small nod of permission. Gently, he unbuttoned your pants, thumbs hooking under the waistband as he pulled them and your underwear down, tossing them to the floor as well.
Connecting his lips to your neck again, he nipped and sucked at the skin, leaving marks anywhere he could reach as if laying claim- not that you minded. You could feel his hand as it made its way between your legs, a finger sliding into your soaked entrance.
You choked on a moan, walls clenching around his digit as he began to finger you- prepping, you mentally catalogued. Not that it mattered much to you- all you cared about was the toe-curling pleasure you felt at the slightest touch.
“You’re soaked.” He grunted into your throat, “The aphrodisiac is likely to thank for that, but I imagine your attraction to me adds to it.” Slipping another finger in, he began to scissor you open, prepping you for the events to come.
Mewling, your nails clawed at the alchemist’s back, marking his pale skin with red lines and crescent-shaped indents, “‘Bedo!” You gasped out, pleasure building as his thumb moved to rub circles against your puffy clit.
It didn’t take long for a familiar pressure to build up in your lower belly- likely thanks to the aphrodisiac you had taken- and you whimpered loudly, juices dripping to the mat, “I-I think ‘m ‘bout t-to..-“
Your sentence cut off short as you came suddenly around his fingers, head going blank and body tensing up from the mind-numbing pleasure.
“Oh, wow.” Albedo all but purred as his fingers slowed down but never stopped- working you down from your first orgasm of the night, “Seems like you’re extra sensitive.”
If this had been any other situation, you would’ve whined about him teasing you.
But this wasn’t any other situation.
His fingers slid out of you and by the time you had even a semblance of control over your mind again, his pants were off and his tip was already lined up with your abused hole, watching as your fluids dripped out.
“Are you sure you want this?” He asked softly, eyes meeting yours. His expression was nothing less than serious, and you knew he’d stop if you said no.
“Positive.” You reassured, one of your hands meeting his to lace your fingers together.
He leaned over you, hands caging either side of your head, your hand wrapped around the one. He took a moment before nodding, slowly pushing his length into your entrance.
You mewled loudly, cunt fluttering around his length as he slowly bottomed out inside of you, dick tip kissing so deep that you swore you could see stars.
“You doing okay?” He asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead, his hips still as he allowed you to adjust to his length.
“Mmm..” You hummed, head cloudy from pleasure, “‘M fine.”
After a few moments, you shifted, squeezing his hand as if to signal that it was okay to move- and he took the opportunity, hips pulling back until just his top was inside before sinking all the way back in- repeating the motion.
You mewled, hand squeezing his while your free hand gripped at his back, “Ngh- ‘Bedo-“ You whimpered out softly, hand moving up to tangle in the back of his hair and bringing his head down to press your lips to his.
Locked in a kiss that only deepened by the moment, his tongue slid into your mouth to wrap around your own- drawing a delectable sound from your throat, your walls clenching around his pistoning cock.
You could feel his cock dragging along your walls- back and forth, back and forth. Each thrust drew another noise from you no matter how hard you tried to be quiet.
Pleasure zapped at your body, new waves of heat flooding your core. It gripped your mind, consuming everything you felt.
You didn’t even notice it built up so fast until you came again on his cock with a sharp cry, pulling back from the kiss to whimper loudly. Albedo’s hips didn’t still, continuing at their fast pace.
He grunted and with swift but gentle hands, he pulled out and your world flipped- you now lay on your belly, hips in the air as he continued to thrust into you.
One hand pressed against your back to keep you arched and he leaned over, his other hand going to cup your belly, “Doin’ s’good for me.”
Albedo- brilliant, ever logical, rational Albedo- was being reduced to a slurring mess above you, his lips attaching to the back of your neck with a deep groan.
You could do nothing but moan and squirm below him, hands fisting the comforter on the mat, fingers tangled in the fabric as you buried your face against it.
Small, incoherent babbles left your kiss-swollen lips, muffled against the blanket as your walls clenched around his cock with each thrust, more pleasure building up and up and up.
It’s all you could focus on in the moment. The heat in your body was almost unbearable but the drag of his cock against your insides dulled the warmth just enough to enjoy the pleasure.
He grunted against your throat, hands gripping your hips so hard you knew that it would bruise- but that would be tomorrow’s problem.
“Mmf- ‘Bedo, ‘m close-“ You cried out, tears beading in your eyes from overstimulation. Any other words fell short as you melted into a moaning mess on the sheets, dangling on the edge of another climax.
“So am I.” He grunted, the steady rhythm of his hips becoming sloppy as his cock hammered into you.
All it took was his thumb finding your clit and a few more thrusts before you unraveled once again- squirting all over with a loud cry.
Albedo grunted, feeling your walls clamping and spasming around his achingly hard cock until he too came with a soft groan, sinking his teeth into the base of your neck.
Thick, white ropes of his seed painted your insides and you whimpered into the sheets, fingers gripping on as if to steady yourself. It was warm- almost suffocatingly warm. But the gentle heat of him filling you was comforting.
Panting softly, you relaxed slightly, prepared to just sleep off the rest of this potion. Or at least try to.
Albedo pulled out just long enough to flip you back onto your back, his cock already hardening against your thigh again, “You don’t think we’re done, do you?” He asked, lips pressing to your cheek and taking in your fucked out expression.
His thumb brushed against your lower lip, his eyes focused on you, “Gonna fuck you ‘til I give you every last drop.” The blond all but purred, a possessive look flickering across his orbs, “Fill you ‘til it takes.”
The rest of the night passed in a blur of pleasure- thankfully, even if someone had been adventuring on the mountain- between the darkness and the loud winds, no one would’ve caught the two of you.
The following day, you woke up to a soreness all over your body- the cold of the mountain was seeping into the camp again. Even beneath the heavy blanket that covered your aching body.
You shifted slightly, noticing a wetness between your thighs.
Lifting the blanket, you noticed the strings of white liquid sticking to the insides of your thighs and you winced. That would be a mess to clean up. But you’re drawn from your thoughts as someone shifted behind you.
Arms found their way around your waist, “You’re awake.” Albedo’s voice was gravely as he buried his face against the side of your neck, a soft hum leaving him.
The memories flooded back like a wave and you blushed almost immediately.
“Do you.. regret it?” He asked as if reading your thoughts, his voice suddenly nervous.
“No!” You exclaimed rather loudly, turning to face him, “I don’t. I-I liked you for a long time but didn’t think that you returned the feelings so..”
He cut you off with a gentle kiss to your lips, eyes soft- a look now reserved for you and you alone.
“I’ve liked you since that time at Angel’s Share a year ago.” His reply was as soft as his kiss, a look of longing flashing over his face, “I meant it when I said I had been excited when you started volunteering. I figured it would give me the chance to grow closer to you.
You blinked at the blond, processing his words.
Suddenly, grinning from ear to ear, you threw your arms around his shoulders and hugged him, lips locked in a passionate kiss.
“I love you, Albedo.” You whispered against his soft lips, eyes filled with genuine warmth.
“And I, you.” He whispered back, sealing his words with a kiss of his own.
And even with the cold of the mountains slowly seeping into the camp as the sun rose, nestled close in his arms is where you felt the most warmth- and that alone outweighed every other feeling in the world.
Because this tenderness was now yours to experience- and yours alone.
CW: Smut, mentioned use of aphrodisiacs, missionary, reader is afab but no gendered terminology is used. Albedo has a breeding kink™. MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.
Notes: BOOM SHAKALAKA- I’m back, bitches! And holy shit am I rusty as hell when it comes to writing 😭 It’s been a wonky year, but i have so many ideas. This is just something I wrote to my friend last night- Not edited. Not proofread. Not my best work, but please accept it 🤲 Also, Albedo totally has a breeding kink and you CANNOT change my mind.
Word Count: 475
The cold atmosphere of Dragonspine’s unforgiving weather couldn’t even begin to combat the heat blooming forth from the lab tucked into the mountainside, the winds howling loudly over the squeals and moans that escaped the entrance.
Limbs tangled, fingers twisted around blond locks, and mouths entwining hungrily, the hash slapping of skin was overshadowed by the night wind outside- it would only be a problem if a traveler were to pass.
Albedo’s hips jolted with fervor, ramming his aching cock into the depths of your weeping cunt, drawing forth the sinful squelching noises and moans that sounded like music to his ears- a deep groan sounded from his chest, lips slotting against the marked skin of your neck.
Whining in turn, one hand curled in his messy hair while the other dug at the porcelain skin of his back- already marred with previous scratch marks from the countless orgasms he had already drawn out of you that night.
It was hot. Too hot- all thanks to the sweet liquid he had concocted. Some aphrodisiac, ‘in the name of science’ he had claimed.
Bullshit.
Albedo- brilliant, logical, rational Albedo- was reduced to a mess above you, the aphrodisiac working his own system into a haze full of need.
The Homunculus was usually indifferent to the idea of sexual activities. Maybe it was the fact that his seed wasn’t fertilizing. Maybe it was him only wanting to focus on alchemy. You had no clue but never pushed before.
But now- the blond could do nothing but babble against the bruised skin of your throat, “Gonna be so pretty all knocked up-“ hips snapping desperately- he was truly a man on a mission.
Not that the mission would ever be a success.
“Gonna fill you up-“ he panted out, his blunt nails digging into the plush skin of your hips, thrusts becoming sloppy- a telltale sign he was about to cum. Any previous composure was out the window- had been since around round three, “Gonna fuck you ‘til I’ve given you every last drop.”
You whimpered, walls spasming as you came again with a loud cry that was quickly swallowed up by his lips- kiss swollen and soft against your own.
Suddenly, he stilled, cock twitching deep in your walls before he came, painting your insides with white ropes. A deep groan left him, one of his hands pressing to your tummy as he felt the outline of his cock pressing.
Panting together in turn, he slowly pulled out, his cum leaking from your abused hole. You let out a soft whine, clenching around nothing.
“Don’t worry, my love, I’ve still got a few more rounds in me.” he murmured, cheeks flushed and chest heaving with breaths, “Still with me?”
With the heat still pumping through your veins, you knew it was going to be a long night.
CW: MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT. Afab Reader! Mirror sex, belly bulge (he touches your belly a lot lmao), reverse cowgirl. Uhmmm- Jing Yuan is tender, brief mention of reader being insecure. Top! Jing Yuan, Bottom! Reader. Praise. Idk if I missed anything, I’m sorry </3
Notes: This is an unused fic from Kinktober! I figured I might as well post it to remove it from my drafts. I’m recovering from surgery and currently planning a new multi part fic, so keep an eye out for that coming up! :) Oh, not proof read.
Word Count: 890
Intimate moments with Jing Yuan were never anything less than interesting- he always made sure to spend every free minute with you to its fullest potential. Every single second was precious, seeing as the general was always busy around the Xianzhou Luofu.
The bedroom was dim, the only light coming from a few flickering candles from where they were positioned around a mirror that was leaning against the dresser. The angle of it allowed you both the perfect view of the scene within.
Perched on Jing Yuan’s lap, oh so prettily- his hard cock nestled deep into your weeping cunt. One of the general’s hands held your chin, forcing you to face the mirror- not allowing you to look away even for a moment.
“My Dearest,” He all but purred in his smooth, baritone voice, “Don’t you see that you look absolutely divine like this? How could you ever think otherwise?”
Truthfully, this whole situation only started because of some odd comment you had made about yourself during a moment of insecurity. It had been self-deprecating, and you tried to brush it off as a joke- however, your lover took your feelings and anything you said very seriously.
His free hand moved down to rest on your belly, the size of his cock causing the area to bulge out ever so slightly- a sight that was reserved for him and him alone.
“Look at how perfectly you take me, my love.” His lips pressed to the side of your neck, trailing to your shoulder as his hand slowly moved lower.
One of his long fingers reached down, gently circling your clit as his hips rocked up ever so slightly, his cock stretching your abused hole.
With flushed cheeks and hazy eyes, your gaze met his in the mirror as your breath caught, walls clenching around his length. It was hard to think with the way he was stimulating you- between his skilled fingers and his cock, you were already on the verge of coming undone.
But he’d always had this effect on you.
“Jing Yuan-“ You whimpered out breathily, hips rocking as if to search for more stimulation, “Please-“
The man hummed as if in thought before his hands slowly moved to rest on your hips, “Don’t look away.” He said, amber eyes meeting yours in the reflection, a tender look on your face, “I want you to see how absolutely beautiful you look.”
Slowly, steadily, he began to rock your hips, his own bucking up ever so slightly to meet the movements. Soft gasps and mewls tumbled from your lips from the stimulation, one of your hands moving to grip his leg as the other grasped at his wrist.
“That’s it.” He purred softly, watching the way his cock slid in and out of your puffy hole, juices dripping down his length, “Doing so well for me, my dear. So pretty.”
Your heart was hammering in your chest so hard you feared it might burst out- Jing Yuan had hardly ever been anything other than tender in moments like this. Maybe with the rare exception that he had a rough day.
But beyond that, he had always been gentle with you. Almost like worship.
Gaze flickering down, you watch as your hole fluttered around his length, gummy walls clenching- you whimper, grip tightening against his leg.
“Look at you.” He continued, voice low and gentle, “Taking me so well. And this?” His hand moved from your hip to cup your belly again- full of his length and seed from previous releases, “This is proof. Doing so good for me.”
You mewled softly, walls clenching as pleasure shot up your spine. A familiar feeling was building in your lower belly, the sensation growing as you neared your umpteenth release of the night.
Rocking your hips slightly, you moaned shakily, head spinning with pleasure and the sounds of Jing Yuan’s soft grunts behind you.
“Cum with me, dove.” He whispered into the shell of your ear, his finger finding your clit again as his hips began to shakily rut up into you- his own orgasm building fast.
“Ngh!” A loud whine erupted from your throat as your head jerked back against his shoulder, walls clamping hard while your orgasm washed over you like a wave.
“That’s it- so good.” His words were ragged, hips jerking as his teeth sank into the soft skin of your throat. And with one last thrust of his cock, he buried himself deep into your walls before he stilled- thick, white ropes of his seed painting your insides.
The room was hot, the mirror fogging slightly in its position in front of the two of you.
Panting softly, your eyes fluttered open just as he tilted your head to the side, amber orbs meeting yours. “You’re absolutely divine.” He whispered, hand cupping your cheek.
Giving a small smile, you pressed a kiss to the mole under his eye before he pulled you closer, lips meshing with yours in a soft but passionate kiss.
Pulling back slightly, his eyes never left yours, “I will always be here to reassure you if your insecurities get too loud.” He whispered gently. Tenderly.
And there, in the dim light of the room with his seed trickling down to the floor and in the safety of his arms, you believed him.
