warnings: nsfw, dry humping (not for long), humiliation, impact play
“fuuuuckkk, baby,” you hear him rasp from beneath you. “look at ya, you’re doing so well.”
you whine in response, hips bumping against his quicker and harder. each roll of your hips increase in pressure, desperately chasing that friction against your clit. it’s so frustratingly good—but your pussy is aching for skin to skin.
he looks at you with dazed eyes, blown out and fixated on the pleasure and the sight of purely you. his boxers have already shown to darken in the past few minutes, and your panties are quick to follow. every bump of his clothed erection against your aching clit has you pressing down firmer against his crotch. your hands have purchase on his biceps, squeezing the muscles as you beg for more.
“need more—ah—!” you cry as the man beneath you grabs onto your hips, firmly rolling you down in a controlled and precise way to have you drunk. “need it—you—in me!”
“nah, gotta make you cum like this first,” he drawls out crudely, raising one of his hands towards your face. “you haven’t even asked me what i want, dollface. you’ve just been using me.”
yeah, right.
the reddening skin of your hips and your ass from earlier says otherwise. he’s so mean, controlling the way you rub up on him then blaming you—it’s not your fault it feels so damn good. his hand that reached up is now on your chin, caged between his thumb and index finger. it’s to make you look at him—really—but your eyes don’t follow. instead they’re rolled back, off and away to focus on the intoxicating pleasure of his cock twitching against your heat.
“tch, you’re pathetic,” he spits at you. he releases your chin and winds his hand back for a few seconds before landing a slap against your cheek. it’s not gentle—it’s crude and humiliating—but you moan at the impact anyway. he forces you to look at him again, and this time your eyes are trained on his. he stares at you with such venom, like he’s ready to break you apart if need be. “you fuckin’ look at me when i talk to you. got that?”
you mumble out a slurred “yes” before he slaps you again. “couldn’t hear you, pretty. say it again.”
“yessssss—!”
your panties are completely drenched with arousal, and it’s shared as it soaks through his boxers as well. arousal thins out the fabric, and you can feel his cock moving against your clit. you’re dizzy—your eyes are trained on him but you don’t actually see him. all your focus pours into the speed of your hips, bouncing yourself on his lap like there’s no tomorrow.
you can feel it coming—you’re almost past your breaking point. and the way he groans and moans beneath you, his back arching against the pillows and the bed, make it clear that he’s close too. “that’s right, my dirty girl. chase—hah—chase that fuckin’ high of y—yours..”
“w–wanna cum t–together!” your lips find his in a sloppy kiss. your tongue doesn’t hesitate to push back the barrier of his lips, and he allows you to. it’s so dirty, saliva dripping down each other’s chins as your bodies entangle into one another. you’re so tired—but luckily his hands are there to help and guide you.
as soon as he feels your hips falter, stuttering as you reach your high, he takes the reigns. he’s moving you up and down against his cock at a faster rate than before, and overstimulation breaks in for you. he lets out a guttural groan into your mouth as he feels his cock twitch once—twice—and now he’s cumming into his boxers.
the fabric doesn’t do much to absorb it—between your clothed heats—lies a slimey, translucent stream of white connecting both of you.
your body collapses into his, and he catches you with arms wrapped around your waist. you two lie there for a few moments before you can feel his hand slapping gently at your butt, gesturing for you to get up. and you do, raising your hips and one leg off over him.
you think you two are done—until he halts you from lying down. you shoot him a confused, dizzy look, and then you feel his fingers slipping past the waistband of your panties to tug them off.
“thought ya said you wanted me in you, doll?”
a/n: i didn’t know who to write for here’s ur favs x you!!
notes. in celebration of me getting my 1st diluc after 4+ years of playing, let’s see what he and the rest of our favourite genshin guys are packing AMIRIGHT??? first post kinda shy ,, should i do a part two
— DILUC's cock is a sight that makes your breath hitch, thick and long enough to stretch you wide as he presses the flushed fat tip against your entrance, the deep red blush spreading from the swollen head down the veined shaft like he's holding back a fire. you're already trembling when he sinks in slowly, every inch of his girth parting your walls with a delicious burn that has you clutching at his shoulders, his length filling you so completely that you feel him in your core. he's no grower, always half-hard from the mere thought of you, but he uses it with deliberate control, thrusting deep and steady to build heat until you're both lost in the rhythm.
“feel how much i need you,” he murmurs, voice rough as he bottoms out.
— VARKA’s massive length dwarfs everything else, so thick and big that you wonder how your body even accommodates it, the head nudging insistently at your slick folds while veins bulge along the shaft like ropes under taut skin, pulsing with his fastened heartbeat. he eases in with a groan, the girth splitting you open inch by agonizing inch, your pussy clenching around the invasion as if trying to hold on, and yet the stretch turns to pleasure when he starts to move, using his enormous cock to claim every part of you in powerful and unyielding strokes that leave you gasping and full.
“take it all for me, juuust like that,” he rumbles, hips snapping forward.
— KAEYA’s cock slides into view long and skinny, curving slightly to the left with a uniform tan hue that doesn't flush no matter how aroused he gets, the smooth length gliding against your thigh before he aligns it with your heat. it's not overwhelming in girth but hits all those spots inside you that make stars burst behind your eyes. he wields it with such teasing precision, angling the subtle lean to drag along your inner walls, drawing out your moans as he fucks you almost languidly, savoring every quiver.
“you just love how i reach there, don't you?” he whispers, smirking as he grinds deeper.
— CYNO's arousal builds fast. he's a true grower that swells to a relatively thick tan shaft veined subtly along its length, the tip darkening as he hardens fully before pushing into your waiting pussy with honest aggressive intent. he doesn't ease in—he thrusts hard from the start, the girth pounding against your depths, your body jolting with each forceful entry as he grips your hips, using his cock like a weapon to dominate and overwhelm, leaving you sore and satisfied in the aftermath of only the first round.
“you're mine to fuck however i want,” he growls, slamming home.
— FLINS boasts the longest cock among them, skinny and pale with a light, almost purplish blush tinting the tip and faint veins tracing its endless length, coiling around your fingers when you stroke it before he guides it to your entrance. it sinks in deep, impossibly so, filling you from the front to the back in one smooth glide that has your toes curling, and he uses it to explore every hidden spot, thrusting with an even, elegant rhythm to slowly build waves of ecstasy that crash over you endlessly.
“let me go even deeper inside you,” he breathes, inching further.
— WRIOTHESLEY's cock is a thick beast, pretty long too with a tip so fat it flares wide like a mushroom cap, pressing against your lips before he feeds it into your mouth, the girth stretching your jaw as veins throb under your tongue. when he finally enters your pussy, his swollen head pops past your rim and the length follows, stuffing you full with heavy, deliberate pumps that make your walls flutter wildly, his powerful thickness overwhelming you completely.
“swallow every bit of this fat cock,” he commands, voice low and gravelly.
— CHILDE's oh so long and relatively fat cock blushes a vivid pink across its freckled surface, the scattered spots dotting the shaft like stars as it twitches against your belly, hardening fully before he notches it at your core. he drives in with eager energy, the girth spreading you open while the length reaches deep, his hold on your waist tightening with each passionate thrust, using it to chase mutual pleasure in wild bursts that leave you both breathless and marked.
“look at how it blushes just for you,” he laughs softly, plunging in.
— HEIZOU might be a grower on the smaller side, but once it thickens to its full potential, his fat tip becomes his favorite tool, teasing your clit with lazy circles before dipping just the head inside your pussy, making you beg for more. he knows exactly how to use it, angling those shallow thrusts to rub your sensitive spots relentlessly, the girth of the tip stretching you teasingly as he builds your desperation with skilled, playful control.
“not yet—i wanna see what makes you tick first,” he teases, nudging insistently.
— KINICH strikes the golden middle, perfectly balanced length and girth with a smooth, warm shaft that fits you like it was made for this, sliding into your soaked heat with confident ease as veins pulse faintly under the skin. he wields it masterfully, varying his pace from slow grinds that savor the connection to quick snaps that hit just right, drawing out your gasps and shudders with intuitive precision that heightens every sensation.
“i'll make you come undone perfectly,” he promises, thrusting true.
╰┈➤ overview ; "Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!"
( ! ) Sub male character (your fav <3) x dom gn! reader , edging , bdsm , condoms , handjob , blowjob , crying and whimpering , teasing , praising , dacryphilia, video
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( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. Had to post this juicy story before it disappears from my brain 💔💔💔 also pls help me find the source of the header, i forgot to save it ;(
You smirk at the camera, the red light blinking steadily as you adjust the angle one last time.
Your boyfriend sits bound to the sturdy wooden chair in the center of the room, his arms pulled back and secured with thick leather straps around his wrists and the chair's arms. His broad chest heaves with anticipation, those defined abs flexing under the soft lighting. His thick cock already twitches against his thigh, half-hard from the thrill of being exposed to your fans. You've got him stripped naked, legs spread and ankles tied to the chair legs, leaving him completely exposed and at your mercy.
"Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!" You grin wickedly, glancing over at him. He shifts in the restraints, his cock jumping visibly as your words sink in.
You kneel between his spread thighs, the cool floor pressing against your knees as you reach for the first condom on the tray beside you—a strawberry one. His eyes lock on yours, dark with need, but you just wink and tear the wrapper open.
"Let's start with strawberry," you announce to the camera, holding it up briefly before rolling it down his hardening shaft. The latex stretches tight over his girth, the faint fruity scent hitting the air as you grip the base and give it a slow pump. He groans low, hips bucking slightly against the bonds.
Leaning in, you wrap your lips around the tip, sucking gently at first. Your tongue swirls over the flavored surface, tasting the artificial sweetness mixed with his salty skin beneath. You take him deeper, bobbing your head steadily, hollowing your cheeks to create that tight suction he loves. His cock throbs in your mouth, growing fully rigid as you work him with wet, slurping sounds that the mic picks up perfectly. You hum around him, the vibration making his abs clench and his thighs tense.
"Mmm, good boy," you murmur against his length, pulling back just enough to praise him before diving down again, taking him to the back of your throat. He whimpers softly, the first sign of his building orgasm. You speed up, hand twisting at the base in rhythm with your mouth, feeling him swell and pulse. His breaths come ragged, breaths turning to pants as he nears the edge.
Just as his hips start to thrust weakly against the restraints, you pull off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting your lips to the glistening condom. "Strawberry's sweet, but a bit too fake," you say casually to the camera, licking your lips. "Not bad, though. What do you think, babe?" He whines, cock bobbing untouched, a bead of pre-cum smearing inside the latex. You ignore his pleading eyes and grab the next one—banana.
"Next up, banana," you declare, carefully sliding the strawberry one off and tossing it aside. His shaft glistens with your spit, twitching harder now from the denial. You roll the new condom on, the yellow tint contrasting his veined length, and waste no time sucking him back in.
This time, you go slower, teasing the underside with flicks of your tongue while your hand strokes lazily. He moans louder, head falling back against the chair as you build him up again, lips sealed tight around him.
You praise him between slurps, "Such a strong man, taking this so well for me." His muscles strain against the straps, abs contracting with each denied orgasm.
When he's thrusting up into your mouth, breaths hitching, you pull away once more. "Banana's smoother, almost creamy," you comment, wiping your mouth. "Tastes better than I expected." He lets out a frustrated groan, cock jerking in the air, but you just pat his thigh and move to the grape flavor.
The pattern repeats, each condom a new torment. Grape's tartness coats your tongue as you deepthroat him, gagging slightly for the camera's benefit while he whimpers your name. "You're doing amazing, love," you coo, fingers digging into his hips to hold him still. He gets closer each time, body trembling, but you deny him relentlessly, pulling off right at the brink, offering your tasting notes like it's a casual review.
By the fourth one—mango—his whimpers turn to full cries. Tears well in his eyes as you suck him hard, your hand pumping the base furiously.
"Please," he begs hoarsely, voice breaking. "Need to cum... fuck—please." You hum around him, ignoring the plea, feeling him throb desperately. When you finally release him, his cock slaps against his abs, the condom slick and shiny. "Mango's sweet, a little tangy," you say to the lens, as if he isn't sobbing softly now.
You switch to cherry, rolling it on while he shakes, pre-cum leaking steadily. Your blowjob is merciless this round, throat relaxing to take every inch, nose brushing his groin. He cries out, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, body arching as much as the bonds allow.
"Let me cum, baby, please— I-I can't..." His voice cracks into sobs, his frame quivering with both overstimulation and denial.
"Look at you, so perfect and ruined for me," you praise softly, even as you pull off again. "Cherry's my favorite so far! bold and juicy." He's full-on sobbing now, chest heaving with ragged breaths, cock twitching violently without touch.
Begging spills from his lips in broken pleas, "Please, please, I'll do anything! just let me cum... hurts so good..."
Finally, you relent, peeling off the cherry condom and discarding it. His bare cock stands rigid, veins bulging, tip flushed dark. "Alright, you've earned it," you say with a grin, both to him and the camera. Wrapping your hand around his slick length, you stroke firmly from base to tip, thumb circling the head on each upstroke. He bucks into your grip, sobs turning to relieved moans as you pump faster, twisting your wrist to hit every sensitive spot.
"Cum for me, good boy," you urge, leaning in to whisper praises against his thigh. "Show everyone how much you need this." His abs tighten, whole body seizing as he cries out one last time. Hot spurts of cum shoot from his cock, coating your hand and splattering his abs in thick ropes. You milk him through it, slowing your strokes until he's spent, whimpering softly in the aftershocks.
"That's all for today, I hope this video helps!" You sit back on your heels, smiling at the camera as his chest rises and falls. "See you guys on part two! Thanks for watching! <3"
His eyes widened "W-wait! there's a next pa—"
The red light blinks off, ending the video.
175 comments:
@user33550336 — this is soooo hot, when will part 2 come out???
↳ @mynameis[name]— soon...
@49to51commented — men whimpering>>>>
@Ieattrashcans — MORE PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPL
@user4900051 — Can we see his face?
↳ @mynameis[name] — no sorry <3
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( ✎ ) guys i actually don't know what condoms tastes like LMAOAOA
PYRO cum is HOT. not like the average human warmth of male seed but boiling hot. as in a scalding if left lingering on your skin too long. as in the bubbling blisters on the trail of his essence, dripping down your ass, narrowly missing your core.
it only ever gets this hot when he gets overstimulated. when you push him too far, your voice honeyed him into sweet temptations with little pleas like ‘just one more round.’
he trembles after his release, his body resisting thermal shock. “so lucky…” he groans through gritted teeth, his nails digging into your hips as he shakes. at the very last second, using all of his willpower, he dragged himself out, spilling his release all over your belly.
before you could even contemplate whether to panic or moan from the scalding sensation, his hands were quick to spread his arousal across your skin, smearing it before a burn could settle. it was still blistering hot, but spread into a tolerable heat instead of blistering you raw.
“could’ve burnt you…from inside.” the threat of what could happen if he were to release again should have stopped you two, but you both couldn't help it. after a sticky silence of him mustering the willpower to get off you and resisting your pleading wide eyes begging him for those same words with just the look in your eyes, “just one more round,” he folded once again. His lips crashing unto yours.
before your lips even met, his breath washed over you, way hotter than before, making your mouth water in expectation. as his upper lip falls into the gap of yours, the exchange of saliva numbs your lips. The shape of his lips became the only sensation you could feel in them.
down below, he shifted, adjusting himself, the thick head of his cock twitching along your folds, aligning himself to thrust again. he tried to start out slow, trying to keep control, but you could feel the twitch in his length, the way his restraint was fraying. He was too stimulated, his groan spilling into your mouth as his hips shuddered against yours.
It wasn’t long until you felt it, your own desperate need rising above you; his body trembled, and you could also feel his about to seep out any time now. selfish instinct took over before you could warn yourself. your thighs snapped tight around his waist, locking him in place. He cursed into your kiss.
“Fuck—”
He tried to pull back, tried to warn you, but your legs only clamped harder, dragging him deeper. The both of you came undone at once—your nails clawing at his shoulders, his body jerking as a scalding release spilled hot inside you.
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DABI, BAKUGOU, jogo, SUKUNA, rengoku, escanor, portgas d. ace, diluc, kaui lang YOUR FAV PYRO
ᖇEᘔITIO. 3 in a row?? im on a generational run here chat. pls its unedited and i wrote this drunk sry if it doesnt make sense
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. nsfw & 18+ content ahead, cockwarming, i don't specify gender so take it as you will; characters included: albedo, alhaitham, capitano, childe, wriothesley, diluc, neuvillette, kinich, xiao, dainsleif, wanderer - nsfw utc!
albedo lets out the prettiest little moans, and whimpers when you're just sitting so sweetly on him. he feels his own eyes roll back when he sees how you lean back onto his chest.
leaving a hand on your waist, and the other trembling on the vial he's struggling to hold up.
"god, my... hah- love. please, stop s- squirming..." placing small kisses on your nape made you shiver from how smooth yet cold his lips were.
"you're amazing," leaning his head against you, oh the things you did to him.
alhaitham squeezes your thighs to tease while he prefers you facing him while he finishes up his paperwork as a scribe. he is and has always been a brat tamer, so please, when you begged to keep him hard so he could fuck you on the desk he worked on?
"hmm? no, i'm not done yet. you do realize i prefer having all my files arranged alphabetically. we're only on 'r', yes? then wait."
loved to occasionally slap your ass to watch it ripple and feel you hold him closer. yes he makes you squirm and says you're a brat for doing so.
capitano worships your body and forgets about his work. he can do that later or assign someone else to do it for him anyway, but if you really insisted, he wouldn't mind an attempt on doing both. he'll have one hand on your body while the other signs his signature.
"taking me so well, mmmh... you look amazing like this." has you facing the paperwork he does while his hand covers your thigh.
likes to spike the temperature in his palms to surprise, yes he gets a little kick out of seeing you jolt in surprise because you clench <3
childe can't concentrate on his paperwork for anything more than five minutes. not when you look so adorable being a little display for him when he has work to get done. definitely the kind to tell you to face him so he 'concentrates better' when in actuality he can't.
"god, i can't do this anymore, spread your legs f'me. yeah, right now. lay down on the desk- fuck the paperwork."
has his hands all over you by the time he thinks you two have made out enough :)
wriothesley is also apart of the vision play squad, he agrees just to touch you with cold hands. loves to see your eyes go wide with both shock and pleasure at the same time. its condescending with how frigid his fingers feel compared to the warmth that lays itself on his lips.
"you're so fucking adorable- keep moving and i might just fuck you right here and now. i don't care if the windows are opened,"
someone has spotted you guys at least once with how often this happens honestly.
diluc is the other side of the coin because he uses his vision to make you relax. a warm arm that wraps around your waist to keep you patient while he finishes the paperwork for the winery. he doesn't promise he'll speed it up though, likes to see you suffer a little.
"patience, doll. i'll fuck you when i want to, okay? okay. now stay still, unless you want punishment."
honestly? bites in the most visible places ever if you keep squirming.
neuvillette is a bit desperate for both work and you at the same time. that's why you both don't mix well, especially when you thought it was a good idea to do so when he's already in the mood to fuck.
"haah... must you- really make me wait? yes? i- if you say so, then i'll allow it."
he can resist as long as you have him on a tight leash, but otherwise? you might as well be called bunnies.
kinich agrees on the pure intention of getting to tease you even while he was inside you. even goes as far as to bounce you up and down a few times before he signs off on a few other commissions. if you prefer light teasing, he'll keep you spread very wide to let cool air on your body.
"no. keep them spread sweetheart. i wanna see you crumble, yeah? too big? too bad."
surprisingly he's gravely into praise-degrading you. i won't expound.
dainsleif doesn't even know why he's still trying to deal with the bills he has to manage when he could do that later and take you right now. nonetheless, it's up to you when you guys get to fuck. doesn't stop him from stopping every now and then to kiss up on your nape.
"fuck, i can't wait anymore. my love- please just let me serve you. just once."
places sloppy kisses all over your body before actually fucking you like you two were just married.
wanderer is similar. he has pure intentions only to tease until it actually is happening and now he's crumbling under you. and i can't even lie? using the right words and actions,
you could totally just end up dominating him without him noticing. surprisingly, he's desperate, and is willing to slide all the papers off to serve you.
again. surprisingly.
"ugh. n- no way you can actually handle this any longer than you should."
xiao is obsessed with the idea secretly. unironic freak in the sheets and hides it very well until you take it off him. freaks out when you clench around him to tease, pinches your skin to tell you to stop but secretly wants more.
fem reader x wriothesley, alhaitham, diluc, neuvillette + childe ( seperate ) ; breeding + creampies. petnames used ; my dear, sweetheart. teasing. multiple orgasms / rounds mentioned in a few. pregnancy + breeding mention in diluc’s. overstimulation in childe’s.
word count. around 1k each. ₊ 𓂃 return to masterlist.
౿ WRIOTHESLEY
“You’re squeezing me real tight, sweetheart. You’re gonna make me think you want something.” It’s a sinful sort of purr, accompanied with a just as filthy roll of Wriothesley’s hips as he buries his cock into you — easily pushing past the tight hug of your walls and pressing up against your sweet spots.
It’s almost cruel how good he is, how well he fucks you when he’s got you beneath his huge body and it makes you quake— grinding out another moan as he teases at your jawline with his teeth. You can barely answer when the next deep kiss of his cock makes your lashes flutter,
“Wrio, p-please—“ Your words choke off, twisting beneath the roll of Wriothesley’s hips and the senseless grind of his pelvis against your clit. His hands are rough where they grab into your waist, but every affectionate squeeze of his fingertips feels like it burns you as he pulls your body back to meet each of his heavy, clapping thrusts.
It only urges him deeper, and you feel the way it makes even him throb when you wrap your arms around his shoulders — hugging him into you as you arch your back against the sheets.
You feel Wriothesley exhale a sigh of his own along your shoulder before he’s following it with a wet kiss, chuckling— smirking. “That doesn’t sound like a request now, does it?” His hips roll into you again, and he makes an easy show of tilting your own up to meet them — angling you in such a way that makes your legs kick out from beneath you. Your pussy squeezes around him so right — you’d think it was answering him back.
He hums again, like it actually is. “Oh no, I don’t think so.”
But then he’s pushing himself lower, and his chest is pressed so tight against yours you can barely take a breath. It makes your cunt quiver at how pliant you feel — buried beneath him while his cock presses into the hilt. He sighs, low and long, “You’re gonna have to speak a little louder than that.”
Wriothesley’s teasing always had a way of getting to you — heightening the way he was able to work your body, taunting and poking at your nerves despite the way his cock rendered you to mere mush. It was an unfair exchange — but it was one you loved so much.
It’s obvious in the pretty look you give him when he pulls back, then forward again as he gives you another thrust. This one makes him cock throb as his brows pinch together, quite telling. “Uh oh, seems like your times almost up so… ugh— you better make it fast.”
Afterall, Wriothesley could only tease you so long before he himself felt like he was going to break — especially when you’re this soaked and this tight, he can barely pull back his hips with the way you’re sucking him back. It’s like you’re trying to milk him, and that adorable little look your wearing seems to have the same thoughts in mind — but he wants to hear you say it.
So he offers you a pace that’s a little faster, rougher despite the way the flames of his orgasms are already sparking along the backs of his shoulders — ignited by the way your fingers are scratching along his scarred skin. But he knows you’re already close, he can feel that himself.
So can you, when your lips finally gather up enough composure to part— moan, “C-cum, Wrio! I want your cum, please!” You gasp, barely coherent but he hears you loud and clear as he buries his cock into you again. Wriothesley’s pace is relentless, fucking you into the fabric of the bed beneath you and driven by the weight of his whole body enough to make it creak.
Yet he still finds it in himself to tilt down at you, exhaling a breath along your features before he lifts a brow, “Oh yeah?” It’s insufferable — the lustful shudder to his voice as he coo’s down at you but you can barely respond when you feel so good. You’re gonna cum, he knows that, so he offers you another smear of his lips. “Well, since you asked so kindly. It’s only polite I provide, right?”
His grip on you is bruising now, and Wriothesley’s next breath is pushed between his teeth as he curls himself over you — burying his face into the crook of your neck as his hands squeeze even harder. “You gonna take all of it for me? Hm?” Another grunt and he can barely hold back.
But he doesn’t have to for much longer when you respond with a choked out little, “Y-yes!” and it’s almost immediately that he feels his composure crumble with that first, shuddering squeeze of your walls around him as you cum.
“Y-yeah? Let’s test that then, shall we?”
It makes you gasp, and Wriothesley groans as he feels your orgasm lure out his own — huge body twitching and pressing you tight beneath him as he tries to stop his pace from stuttering. But that proves near impossible with how well you take him, milking him for every drop as he feels the muscles in his thighs burn from exertion and he wraps his mouth around your neck to groan— burying his low sounds into the velvet surface of your skin as he teases it with his teeth.
Until his pace finally slows and you have to tap your hand against his broad back to allow him to give you some respite, to ease his huge body off of you enough to allow you to take a breath again. But not before he’s offering you another wet kiss against the new, blooming mark on your neck and beginning his sweat-coated withdrawal to offer you another smirk.
It’s a little pinker this time, charming as the heavy weight of his cock still presses deep into your cunt, still throbbing despite how much he’s just filled you up.
“Guess I underestimated you, huh? I’d say you took it all quite nicely. So… think you’ve got room for one more?”
౿ ALHAITHAM
One moment, your lips are parting — barely able to string together a sentence with how deep Alhaitham’s cock reaches, accompanied by the precise and almost relentless pace that he’s set as he fucks you into the mattress. But by the next, he’s completely stilled inside of you — breathing deep as his forehead rests on your shoulder and his chest rises and falls quickly from where it presses against yours.
The sudden switch makes you stutter despite the way your walls are still trembling, stretching deliciously from where he now rests to the hilt inside of you.
“Hey! W-why’d you stop?” Your lips jut out into a pout as you turn your head to try and face him, but Alhaitham pulls back to look at you before you can. He sinks his hand into the pillows next to your head to keep himself upright over top of you, and you find his mused — pleasure-stricken expression to look particularly handsome from this angle.
He hisses as his cock moves slightly within your warmth, forcing him to take a grounding breath. “To put it simply, it seems I’m getting myself carried away today.”
You find it particularly charming actually, the fact that even Alhaitham of all people finds himself overcome with pleasure sometimes. Overwhelmed with how good you feel that he’s had to take a breather before he cums too soon, and that realisation, that you could render such a man to this makes you have to fight hard to bite back a grin.
Though it seems to break free anyway as you give him a giddy blink, followed by a deliberate wriggle of your hips. “You’re so cute.”
Your movement makes him shudder, muttering out half of a moan as his hand that presses into the pillow fists the fabric. And he collects himself once more before he’s tilting his head down at you, “Really now?”
He continues, “Isn’t it to be expected to get caught up in the moment? I’d honestly like to see how anyone could resist you like this.” And then suddenly, it’s almost filthy the way Alhaitham lets himself rest down on his forearms again, accompanying the closer position with an incredibly deep, languid grind of his hips as he presses you down into the mattress. “Although I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon is all.” And he chuckles at how much you only seem to squeeze even tighter.
The pleasure feels suffocating, his cock kissing along the sensitive spots in your walls so perfectly it makes your toes curl from where you wrap your legs around his hips, his body forcing your legs to spread wider so that you can take more of him.
You feel his lips trace along your jawline as he presses his cheek against yours. “It’s actually quite troublesome.” He grumbles to himself despite the way the next squeeze of your walls break off the sentence. His words are almost lost beneath the next groan you manage to pull from him, and Alhaitham squeezes his eyes closed as he takes a breath.
But the sound of his pleasure only makes you twitch around him again before his next words are muttered, hissed at the way you squeeze. “Then again, I might even assume you’re doing this on purpose.” The words are spoken against your cheek as he turns to press his lips into you, accompanied by his deliberately slow, deep strokes. “Which means you’re not fairing much better yourself, am I right?”
Alhaitham’s words make you shudder when they’re breathed along the shell of your ear and your mouth parts to reply, it really does, but then he’s offering you another thrust and you feel like you can barely breathe with how deep it feels like he reaches. He can feel that himself, you’re probably about as close as he is — the dangerous spark of your orgasm beginning to ignite along your inner thighs as your legs begin to shake.
But he’s not done yet as he shifts his weight onto one forearm, letting the other trace down between your bodies as he pushes himself up to make room, and he grunts— teases. “If you don’t say anything, I’ll have no choice but to make my own assumptions.”
Another press of Alhaitham’s fingertips down your abdomen and another slow roll of his hips, making you arch as you dip your heels into his lower back — forcing him deeper as he breathes out another restless grunt. His head falls forward again, knocking his cheek against yours but his pace doesn’t falter for long — nor do his hands as they reach their destination. “So do tell. Unless you’d rather I do something like this instead?”
It’s all too embarrassing really, almost instantaneous the way that your orgasm seems to wash over you with the first press of his thumb against your clit, circling the bud nicely— precisely until he feels your walls squeeze.
But you don’t have much of a chance to bask in that humiliation, not alone anyway because Alhaitham’s not long behind you as he stutters out another groan— louder and lower than the rest have been as he presses his chest back into yours. It feels like you can barely breathe with how close he is, how deeply he’s fucking his load into your pussy as you both cum and you can only stutter and shake beneath him — nails scratching along the width of his upper back as he hisses.
You’re so deliciously tight around him, milking him senseless as he tries to keep his pace but every thrust is almost desperate, stricken with pleasure as your hips clap against his and he fucks you through your orgasm until you’re both a mess of breathes and sweat.
A little sticky, but Alhaitham still looks at you so fondly when he pulls away to smear a kiss along your cheeks, giving you a lidded— handsome look as he hovers himself over you again.
“So I guess that serves as your answer?” He snorts, cock still trembling within your sensitive walls as it softens — plugging the heavy load inside of you for as long as he stays in this position. But his teasing makes you giggle before you’re pushing yourself up to press a quick kiss against his lips, still a little drunk from your orgasm as you respond, shrugging.
“You seem to be quite pleased with it.”
౿ DILUC
Diluc’s want for you could be carnal at times, almost all-consuming even as you feel his thick cock throb from where he sinks it in you from his knees, and it makes your body jolt beneath him with every wet, heavy connection of his hips.
“A-archons— Are you sure about this, my love?” His tone wavers despite how gruff it still sounds, and every thrust only seems to urge your body to tremble from where he holds one of your thighs up against his chest. The angle allows him to admire the captivating sight of you spread out beneath him, watching the way he pushes between the folds of your pretty pussy and almost shakes at the idea of seeing it filled with his cum.
It makes his hands squeeze into your thighs before you hiccup, struggling to answer with how well he’s fucking you.
“Yes, I want it.” You do want it, him— to fuel the fantasy that you know Diluc holds to fill you up, to get you pregnant and he can barely hold himself back at the permission you give him to humour just that.
So it makes him gasp before he praises you, voice trailing off to a groan as he mutters out a tight, “You feel so good.” Though the words are almost drowned out by the sound of his heavy balls smacking against your ass with each thrust, making your toes curl from where they rest over his shoulder.
Your hands slam into the comforter to twist at the fabric, feeling your lashes flutter and kiss along your cheeks and Diluc watches you before your lips part again. Almost crying,
“I need you, please.. Fill me—ah! Fill me up..” Your words twist, swallowed behind jutted out breathes as his hips press into yours and you feel like you can barely think anymore with how deep it feels like he drives into your insides. The blunt head of his cock almost effortlessly presses up against your sensitive spots, and it makes your hips try to twist beneath him as he fucks you into the mattress.
From this position — he can imagine it, the way you’d be swollen with his children, the way your body will grow and mature as you nurture a life and Archons, it makes his cock throb as Diluc finds his pace stuttering. His eyes press closed tightly as he tries to will himself to slow down, to not get ahead of himself as he presses more of himself into you.
His breathing is ragged now but his effort doesn’t yield, “I’m.. you’re gonna make me cum, Sweetheart. You’ll be good and take all of it, won’t you?” His tone calls to you gently, dipping into your hormone-clouded mind as he lures you back to him with a particularly deep stroke.
It makes your back arch as you pull at the sheets again and your pussy quivers around the shaft of Diluc’s cock as he falters once more, grinding back into you as you mutter out a response. “I will! So please give it to me—“
Your words feel like they spill out of you but your lover hears them loud and clear as he bares one of his large palms down on your stomach — allowing him to feel even deeper as your eyes all but roll back. He groans at the way your walls hug around him at the sensation, “Then allow me to take care of you.. I always do after all.”
And then Diluc’s hands stroke over the surface of your stomach with his next thrust, his thoughts making his hips find their rhythm again— swollen, pregnant, his repeats like a mantra in his head. His next breath is groaned, low and ragged as his cock presses particularly deep. “Archons, you will be beautiful. You a-are beautiful.” And suddenly the pace of his thrusts grow faster with his praise, like he’s fulfilling his promise as his grip on your skin turns bruising.
That’s all it takes to ignite the spark before it feels like it burns across your nerves, and your orgasm washes over you after a few more deep pushes of his cock. It hits you so fast and so good, that you can barely speak— lips parting in a silent scream as you try hard to resume your breath.
But he’s not faring much better himself. Diluc gasps before he moans— but he doesn’t hold back, not when you’re panting and murmuring with each shockwave of bliss beneath him. It’s like your body is begging for him— for his family, his children, his cum, and the vibration of his groans begins to echo somewhere deep within his chest as his cock thickens inside of your creaming cunt.
He only needs to look at you, so pretty beneath him as you gasp his name before he’s following you off that edge into bliss, cumming thick and heavy inside of you with an agonised groan as he grinds his cock into you.
It’s like Diluc’s primitive instinct to breed takes over as he continues to fuck into your messy, sensitive pussy. Until you’re shaking and he’s all but curling over you, almost folding you in half with the thigh that still presses against his chest as he fucks his load deep inside of you. He only slows to a smooth grind when you’re both spent, and a mixture of your shared cum is smeared along the inside your thighs.
The final withdrawal of his cock allows him to admire the sticky ring that’s gathered around the base of him — like a trophy of your pleasure.
It makes Diluc swallow loudly as he admires it, before with his next breath he’s making sure to massage at your thigh — ensuring there’s no ache with the way he’s had it pressed upright in your position. He makes sure to press a sweet kiss against your ankle before he rests it softly back down on the mattress, and then he looks at you again.
His hand rests gently on your stomach again next, gently— before he follows the touch with a few shallow thrusts to accommodate the thick rush of cum he unloads inside of your puffy walls. He clears his throat before he speaks, “I—ugh, I think that should be enough, although I don’t mind going another round.”
౿ NEUVILLETTE
Your time spent wrapped up in the sheets in Neuvillette’s quarters were always quite intimate, intoxicatingly so when you feel his hands appreciate the push and pull of your body as he rocks himself into you. It was no surprise that the Iudex was huge, stretching your walls to their limit no matter how often he fucked you — but if anything that only made you feel even wetter as you both lie on your sides facing eachother.
You’re soaked, pussy like silk as you hump yourself up into the slow grind of his hips and the smooth movement makes you melt into his broad chest as his lips rest against your temple. It’s only for a moment before one of his hands are on your jawline, and he’s tilting your face up to admire you as he offers you another thrust.
“It’s quite easy for me to appreciate your beauty like this, my dear.” Neuvillette’s words catch as he looks you and you feel his cock throb as you both share a blink. The praise makes your toes curl as you work yourself into the encouraging pull of his other hand— squeezing into your hips as he offers you another trembled breath.
He’s close already, as are you with how well he fucks you — though the pace he’s set isn’t fast, he still works with such. precision that it doesn’t matter. Every press of his hips is driven by his knowledge and love for your body, easily pressing up against the spots that he knows first hand make you squeeze him tight, exhaling across his features.
It doesn’t take long before you can feel your orgasm beginning to tease you so dangerously close, and Neuvillette offers you a lidded— hungry blink when he feels the way you tremble, whining.
“Will it be too much?” He asks earnestly and you immediately know what he’s referring to when it’s followed by a particularly stuttered thrust. His hand on your hips pulls you back into him, hips pressing flush up against his and it feels like he reaches so deep it makes your response stutter.
“N-no, I can take it.” You say confidently, but your insides feel like they curl and ache when you watch Neuvillette’s lips part to moan at your reply.
“If you’re certain. I must admit… I’m quite fond of the idea, it has been quite difficult to deny you of it for this long.” There were instances when you seen the Iudex’s features appear quite like this. Something glowing beneath the usual gentle exterior, something hungry and carnal — he’s giving you that same depth of expression now as his fingers twitch into your skin and his next thrust presses so deep, almost too deep it feels like it steals your next breath.
“So allow me to finally satiate that thirst of yours, my dear.” Neuvillette’s words are whispery, choked off when his fingers that previously held your jawline tremble and drift from your face. You feel them hook around the back of your neck instead as he pulls you in to press his forehead against yours, and he continues to work your body closer, angling himself in such a way that makes the feeling of your organs rush through your veins.
It doesn’t take long, a few more deep thrusts accompanied by the intimate position and he looks at you from where you’re pressing against him. Your thighs lock first before you’re arching, orgasm hitting you so hard and good it almost makes you cry as you grab at the ivory planes of the Iudex’s skin.
It’s almost immediately that Neuvillette follows you, it was always particularly hard for him to resist the first trembles of your orgasm around his cock, pushing him to his sensitive end as he spills his load inside of you with his next stroke.
Though it always surprised you how much he came— despite how well he fucked it back into you, you would always feel the creamy mixture squelch out from between your folds as he slowed his pace to a grind. You can feel it making a mess of your thighs, pussy— his sheets, but he still held you close before beginning to pepper you in kisses.
Like soft little angel kisses across your dazed features before he’s finally slowing to a grind, leaving you with the sensitive, buzzed high that you feel now as he hugs you.
Neuvillette allows you both to lie there for a few moments before he makes his first movement to clean you up. His aftercare was quite sacred to you both, but when he initially feels the first wet press of his cock slide from it’s way between your walls — he can’t help but find himself looking at the space it’s just left as you still rest on your side.
His hand rest softly on your thigh as he pushes himself up to his knees, and the weight of his touch urges you to roll onto your back — leaving your thighs spread as his gaze lingers on the mess that’s left between them. You hear him swallow loudly before he speaks to you,
“It would be a shame were you to let it go to waste.” And it takes you off guard when Neuvillette quickly reaches forward to gather some of the thick load on two of his fingers. He boldly presses it back between your folds, fingering it into your still quivering walls with soft movements and he seems to like the way it makes your legs kick out. Still so sensitive as he offers you a gentle… almost innocent look.
“Though… I think I could get quite used to this sight.”
You don’t notice the way his cock twitches again, and he swallows loudly before he’s giving you another lidded… telling look. It’s that same carnal look… the more animalistic, wild one. Before he mutters, more so to himself,
“Yes, definitely.”
౿ CHILDE
You wonder how Childe seems to have so much energy. It’s a thought you have often when he has you like this, squeezing your hips from where you’re spread out beneath him — thighs shaking when he gives you a shallow, teasing thrust of his cock. The sensitive spots inside of you feel swollen, aching with the pleasure that he’s pulled from you so far.
But then you feel his lips trace and mouth at your throat as you head tilts back, and you can tell he’s nowhere near done.
“Not holding back now, are we?” Childe hums, almost chuckles as he handles you. His hands squeeze into the flesh of your hips and his next thrust sounds even louder, squelching wetly as he presses out a mixture of his last load and your cum as he pushes his cock into the hilt. You’re surprised he can even keep going himself.
But then his teeth tease at the pulse point in your throat and you feel your pussy still squeeze despite the overstimulation. It’s spent and softer as his words press into your skin, “Don’t go giving up on me now, not when you were raring to go a moment ago.”
You don’t know how many positions Childe’s pulled— folded you into by now, how many orgasms he’s ripped from your poor quaking body. But still your pussy squelches like it wants more and that makes the Harbinger over you grin when you offer up a soft, sweet little mewl at his words.
“Thats more like it.” There’s a darkness to his gaze— a greedy, insatiable hunger that only seems to fuel his next thrust. It’s a deliberately deep kiss of his cock that eases him up against those same aching spots on your walls, and with your increasing fatigue— you only seem to be more sensitive.
Your next orgasm feel like it creeps up on you even faster than the last one, but Childe offers you another croon before he’s finding a clapping pace again. His lips still smear and purr wet kisses along your throat as you offer the space up to him, basking in the way he fucks you into the mattress despite the way his cock is no doubt begging for relief itself.
“I might say you’re fairing quite well.” He praises you with the next dull squeeze of your cunt, and you can’t help but arch up into his chest — pulling him closer as if your body’s been trained to do so.
“Hah, not bad.” But as much as Childe seems to like that, he knows that that’s not the best you can do — so he doesn’t let you off too easily. Instead, he only seems to push his cock even deeper, making you tremble and soak the sheets beneath you as his pelvis presses up against your puffy clit. Until you choke on your next moan and he mouths at you again, “What’s another now, h-hm?”
His fingers squeeze into you, vice grip angling you up into his hips and unable to escape from the next deep thrust of his cock. Your orgasm is more of a dull ache this time, it’s lost its usual edge with how much you’ve cum already — but it still makes you kick out your feet, trembling completely beneath the Harbinger as your walls stutter and squeeze around his cock.
And for the first time since you’ve started you feel Childe’s pace lose its rhythm — though only momentarily before his lips are parting and he’s spilling another half-hearted load inside of your already full walls. You’re surprised he’s not shooting blanks by now, you actually find it to be quite impressive when he pulls back to give you another lidded, dark look.
It makes Childe chuckle when your teary eyes blink up to meet him, “I really do like that expression you’re wearing.” His words hiss as his cock softening slightly from his orgasm, but still he opts to press it into you again — even despite the way it makes his thigh twitch, the head no doubt red and aching by now.
It’s so much, you can’t stop shaking beneath your pleasure and your long past being able to string together a sentence now. You can feel the sweat sticking to your skin, soaking the sheets as the mess of cum between your thighs eases the next slow thrust of his soft cock.
It’s like your body wants to run from the pleasure instinctively, heels digging into the mattress as you push yourself away from the next grind of Childe’s hips, and given his not even half-hard state right now — you manage to have the length of him drawn out of you. Though the movement only serves to allow the loads he’s buried in you to leave such a mess, smearing along your sheets and body as you writhe, sending him a teary pout.
But even despite the way he’s breathing hard, slick with sweat — he has no trouble reaching over to dig his hands into your hips and pull you back. Your body is so pliant he’s able to do it with such an ease, and you feel him press his still soft, sensitive cock against your slick folds when he leans down to kiss you.
Despite the grin he’s wearing, his words call to you so gently as his fingertips massage at your hips— almost pleading for more of you.
“Hey now. Had enough already? If that’s the case, I supposed I could allow you a little respite.”
content: size kink. varka, zhongli, and diluc x afab reader (separately) mdni
size kink with Varka has you laid bare beneath him completely at his mercy, large hands palm the soft flesh of your thighs spreading you open. Simultaneous using his bigger physique to easily fold you into the meanest mating press. Your eyes widened at the sheer depth it gives him, as if his cock wasn’t too much to handle before. The flush tip kisses your cervix with every relentless thrust gaining a choked moan from you. He has you exactly where he wants you, by the end of it you’re drooling over yourself. Utterly mind fucked as he pulls out thick blobs of his seed bubbling out of your used cunt.
size kink with Zhongli who props you up in front of a mirror, squeezed into a full nelson while glossed over eyes stare back at yourself. He presses the tip of his cock against your wet folds teasingly. A soft chuckle erupts from him as he slowly pushes his tip into the warmth of your walls. Ready to have his way with you when all you can do is be a good girl for him and watch yourself get absolutely ruined by the geo dragon himself.
size kink with Diluc who after a hard day at work wants nothing more than to let off some steam. Losing himself in the sweet embrace of your cunt clenching so lovingly against his cock. In times like this doggy style is his go-to having complete access to your plush ass. He loves to press his chest firmly against your back angling himself to bully that sweet spot of yours. Using his sheer size to cage you between him and the mattress while he whispers how you’re doing such a good job taking his cock.
f!reader x wriothesley x childe x alhaitham x diluc nsfw
you stumble upon 4 men at the ancient city's finest hot spring and find that they're more amused by you than you thought.
cw: nsfw, minors do not interact, multiple positions, semi-public sex, they take turns, overstimulation, eiffel tower, shameless smut, unprotected sex
wc: 1.5k
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"don't you think you've had enough?" a very disgruntled diluc says, his dark red eyes following the way your body moves up and down on the dark haired man seated in the pool.
"can you blame me?" wriothesley answers, shifting his hips ever so slightly, causing you to whimper in pleasure. your left hand grips his shoulder, nails digging into the damp fabric, and your right hand settles against his scarred abdomen, a feeble attempt to balance yourself.
"yeah, when's it gonna be my turn?" childe says from outside the pool, seated in a bed of pillows and biting some fruit as he also watches you with a hunger in his eyes.
"after me, of course," alhaitham answers from behind you, his leg sifting in the water causing waves to hit your back.
your voice interrupts their conversation.
you let out a soft moan, both your hands gripping on wriothesley's shoulders as you get closer to your release. he rests his hand on your clothed hip and thrusts up into you.
"that's it," he says, his eyes dark as you bounce on his cock, "you can go faster than that."
your head spins and you rest it against wriothesley's chest, thinking back to roughly 30 minutes ago when you stumbled into the men's section of the hot spring. the four men that greeted you were way welcoming than you'd thought. 'why don't you come join us?' the red haired man had said, turning back to look at you first. that's truly when your troubles had started.
well, you wouldn't really consider them troubles anymore.
not when wriothesley's cock was making your vision go white with pleasure, not when you were clenching around him so tightly you could feel him throbbing.
diluc's voice breaks through your thoughts as his arm grabs yours.
"alright, that's enough wriothesley," he quips, "i've been waiting-"
"wriothesley!" you exclaim suddenly as the aforementioned man finishes inside you with a soft groan, his scarred hand gripping your hip roughly.
"thanks," he says simply, easing out of you just as diluc pulls you to him in the water. your legs feel like jelly and pleasure still swims in your vision. you feel empty, missing the feeling of wriothesley's cock more than you'd admit.
but your focus shifts to the red haired man in front of you. diluc gently kneels you down in the water and puts a hand under your chin, angling your face up to meet his piercing gaze. he moves back to lean against the edge of the pool and you notice how he hardens under his robes.
"alright. open your mouth for me," he says quietly, earning a whistle from childe at the other end of the pool. diluc gives him an angry side eye, almost as if saying 'wait your turn.'
you do as he says, pressing your hands on his strong thighs as he lifts his toga and his cock springs out right next to your awaiting mouth. you take him, licking his tip before slowly engulfing your lips over him.
"that's good," diluc groans out. you look up to see him already looking down at you, his hand snaking into your hair. he bucks into your mouth, holding your head in place, and you moan in response, pressing down on him further.
"this is taking forever," alhaitham says suddenly, his voice closer than expected. you hear wriothesley's low laugh behind you, the sound sending sparks straight to your core.
alhaitham lifts your lower half in the water, kneeling so he can press against your ass. he bunches up your dress and grips your hips as if aligning himself with your already wet cunt.
"seriously? just wait your turn-" diluc stops, groaning out at the feeling of you taking him deeper. his sounds make you throb and he's so full in your mouth, tears brim at the corner of your eyes.
alhaitham runs his fingers down you, smirking as he earns a whimper out of you from him rubbing your puffy cunt.
"good," he simply says, deeming you ready enough, and you feel the tip of his cock slowly push into you. you moan out, the sound muffled by diluc's cock, and the vibration makes diluc groan again. he grabs your hair tighter, thrusting into your mouth faster.
"you're still so tight," alhaitham whispers, pressing in further, causing your eyes to roll back as he slides in. he moves quicker, connecting your hips together as your limbs go weak. pressure builds in your stomach again, curling low and deep, practically begging for release.
it's all too much, the feeling of diluc's cock in your mouth, the feeling of alhaitham harshly thrusting into you, the feeling of the warm water lapping at your curves.
the tears in your eyes spill and you moan right onto diluc's cock as you finish, the pressure exploding low in your stomach. diluc grunts in surprise as your hand travels up his abdomen. alhaitham lets out a small sigh, feeling your walls clench around him tighter. he grips your hips as he fucks you through your orgasm and you can only whine shamelessly on diluc's cock.
"oh archons i'm going to-" is all diluc can say before he releases right in your mouth. you swallow, tears rolling down your cheeks. diluc slips out of your mouth but keeps his hand under your chin, moving your face up as if to see if you swallowed. he pats your cheek gently and adjusts his toga.
"p-please-" you stammer, "it's too much.. it's-"
"we're in a public place," alhaitham says, "do you have no shame?" he teases, but keeps fucking into you as your ass ripples against his hips, getting closer and closer to his release.
"clearly not," childe answers for him, "who willingly agrees to this arrangement?" he laughs, the sound playful despite the obscene acts taking place in front of him.
but really, could you blame yourself? four of the most eligible men in the ancient city had practically invited you in. how could you have said no?
"it feels-" you start but moan instead, gripping the edge of the pool tile in front of you. diluc smirks down at you, looking at your completely fucked out expression.
"i know it does," alhaitham says with one final grunt, finishing almost immediately after. you gasp at the feeling of being filled up twice but his hands hold your hips in place.
"you sure took your time," wriothesley retorts, smirking at the both of you in the water. alhaitham gives him a look, sliding out and fixing his robes haphazardly.
"i have an idea."
the three of them turn their heads to the end of pool, seeing childe wade his way through the water. diluc raises his eyebrow in interest.
"let's make this a competition," he says as he lifts you up bridal style with the biggest grin on his face.
"he always does this," diluc quips, watching as childe lays you down on a pillow. your core wracks with aftershocks of pleasure. you're too overstimulated to even think.
"then i'm leaving," wriothesley states.
"what? too scared that i'm the best for last?" childe says as he trails a hand down your face. he cups your cheek, kissing you as he lays his body weight on top of yours.
"not really," alhaitham answers him, sitting back at the edge of the pool.
"well you should be," childe answers back and without any warning, aligns himself with your cunt and slides in.
the feeling makes your eyes widen and your hands fly to his biceps, squeezing them meekly.
"it's too much ple-" you whimper but part your legs further for him.
"shhh," he puts a finger to your lips, "how does it feel?"
"s-so good," you moan out and childe stifles it with another kiss to your lips. he connects your hips and you practically feel every vein on his cock as he slides in and out fervently.
your legs lock around his hips as his pace gets faster.
"childe d-don't stop," you whine as his cock brushes up against that spongey spot inside you. he pins your wrists above your head with one hand.
"wasn't planning on it," he answers. then, without slowing his pace at all, he looks up at the three men watching you.
"did you hear that?" he says, "don't stop," he mocks you. a slow smirk etches his features.
"doesn't prove anything," diluc states from across the pool.
"you'll see," childe says, turning back to you and snaking his hand to your neglected clit. he rubs circles on it fervently, timing it with his thrusts. you throw your head back, the pressure building in your abdomen once again.
"that feels good right?" childe says in your ear, his low rumble lapsing straight to your building pressure.
you can't even answer, you can't even think straight. the pressure snaps and you finish for the second time that day with a broken sob, digging your nails in his biceps to the point of scratches.
childe stays in you, watching the facial expressions you make with a satisfied look.
"i think i won that," childe turns his head to the other three.
"no way," wriothesley looks over.
"you definitely didn't," diluc states.
"why don't you just ask?" alhaitham says, to which childe finally looks over at you, your eyes glassy with remnants of tears.
"good idea," he says, wiping your eyes with his thumb.
"tell us who was the best."
a/n: ok so i've never written anything like this before so bare with me but that picture was making me go insane...
