Cum Hungry Childe ! CHILDE, with reader's tentacles!
₊❏❜ ⋮ SUMMARY. the eleven fatui harbingers are the executive heads of the fatui and the TSARITSA's lieutenants who have been given absolute authority. one of them falls into the seduction of you. the one of them is the 11th harbinger; TARTAGLIA. or code name, CHILDE.
₊❏❜ ⋮ REMINDERS. reader is an incubus or a succubus. the reader does not identify as a female or a male. reader's genitalia is not spoken because this is mostly a fanfiction of tartaglia. TARTAGLIA IS ALREADY PREP.
₊❏❜ ⋮ CONTENT WARNING. uses of tentacles, masochist tartaglia, and mentions of a VERY VERY horny demon which is you.
#YOU LOVE, to fuck your human with your tentacles, taking care of him always with your tentacles. you love to hear his adorable whines and moans. you love to watch every move he makes. he tells you to stop, but you know he doesn't want it really to stop. he feels so good.
“I can’t wait to hear you moan out my name."
he was also incredibly sensitive, making it overly easy to overstimulate him and almost impossible for him to not cum for a long period of time. you didn’t mind though, he was still adjusting to you after all.
you bent down to kiss his lips softly, your other tentacle wrapped around his hard member without any resistance and it jerked him off, he cried out, the sensation of its warmth wrapping around him never fails to amaze him. he could feel it all and as your tentacles moved he couldn’t help moaning louder.
"hehe! you can't handle it, human?" you teased mockingly at him, laughing at his pain and yet pleasure. the slight pain can make him feel good.
he nodded, unsure about being able to speak, too busy suppressing his cries. It was useless though, you aren't gonna stop till you're satisfied with his reaction. his hands hold with yours, this pace was agonizing but he knew that moving your tentacles any faster would be too much to bear.
this was cruel, you knew his body wasn’t built like yours and the stimulation you offered was hard to handle. yet that didn’t stop you from increasing your pace. tartaglia’s eyes widened and the cries he had been holding out spilled from his lips automatically.
“t-too much!-” he cried out, his vision turning blurry when he was near his orgasm.
you didn’t stop the tentacle though, jerking him through his orgasm, making his body tremble. soon the overwhelming pleasure was turning into pain and it was with fat tears rolling down his cheeks that tartaglia begged you to stop.
“come on, darling. I know you can take it.”
he shook his head, no, his arms moving the tentacles slightly but it was useless. tartaglia was too lightheaded to be able to prevent you from moving and his fight was pitiful.
"“don't be so rude, darling!” you said. “you agreed to this, didn't you?”
He sobbed quietly but obeyed nonetheless, he let out a soft cry at the sensation, the tentacle moving at a steady rhythm still. you knew that those pressed all over his body would be leaving marks but he couldn’t care as he felt the pleasure quickly building.
“you’re such a good boy, tartaglia!” you praised him.
his moans and cries got louder, however as the pain was replaced by pleasure once again. his blue sapphic eyes rolled back as his hips followed your movements and your tentacles tightened around him. he finally hit his orgasm, his breathing was heavy as the pleasure dissipated and your movements stopped. you smiled before kissing his lips, tasting his salty tears while doing so.
“my handsome boy,” you whispered, your tentacles freeing him.
you can feel his arms holding you. then soon sleeping.
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