INTRODUCTION. You were desperate for a job— desperate enough to call the uncle you haven’t spoken to in years. Somehow, he lands you a position on his farm. Easy work, right?
Wrong.
The moment you arrive, you realize the entire workforce consists of hybrids… all of whom stare at you like you’re their newest curiosity. And as the only human on the farm, you’re starting to wonder what exactly your uncle hired you for.
Just as you’re settling in, he calls out one last instruction:
“Be gentle when servicing my hybrids!”
You freeze as you watch him disappears. And now every hybrid on the farm looks way too excited.
Congratulations. You have no idea what this job is— but the hybrids definitely do.
( ! ) Multiple Male Characters x Reader , porn with little/no plot , short series (?) , crossover , NSFW , smut , potentially ooc characters , HYBRID/FARM AU , heat cycles
( ❤︎ ) Inspired by Mr. A's Farm
( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes I might make in the future fics. And also, please do not be afraid to comment if I misplace or misuse a tag/warning!
( # ) To see more about this series, look at #■■.Farm au !
INTRODUCING our beloved farm hybrids! They’re strong, hardworking, loyal, and—according to your uncle—very eager to meet you. So please, take good care of them, dear. They’ve worked so hard, and they deserve only the best (you). ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
COW HYBRIDS
I. PHAINON — Sub! Phainon , milking/lactating , breeding , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. DILUC — Sub! Diluc , overstimulation , milking/lactating , breeding , Fem! Reader ...etc.
III. MYDEIMOS — Sub! Mydei , overstimulation , rough , manhandling , heat cycles , bondage , use of milking machine , breeding , Male! Reader ...etc.
IV. NANAMI KENTO — Sub! Nanami , heat cycle , milking/lactating , use of milking machine , gn! Reader ...etc.
BULL HYBRIDS
I. TOJI FUSHIGURO — Dom Toji , breeding , knotting , rough sex , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. SUKUNA RYOMEN— Dom Sukuna , rough sex, sadistic sukuna , Fem! Reader , breeding ...etc.
III. BLADE — Switch Blade , bondage, rough sex , Gn! Reader ...etc.
I. WELT YANG — Service Sub! Welt , blowjob , age difference , cum eating , fingering , Male Reader ...etc.
II. CHOSO — Sub! Choso , roleplay , fingering , rough sex , gn! Reader ...etc.
III. HIROMI HIRUGUMA — Sub! Hiromi , sleepy sex , praising , riding , overstimulation , Fem! Reader ...etc.
CHICKEN HYBRIDS
I. DAN HENG — Sub! Dan heng , breeding , egg fertilization , overstimulation , begging , praising , Male! Reader ...etc.
II. ZHONGLI — Sub! Zhongli , overstimulation , fingering , begging , praising , pegging , Fem! Reader ...etc.
III. SUNDAY — Sub! Sunday , lingerie , dacryphilia , overstimulation , rough sex , Gn! Reader ...etc.
SPECIALS !
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( ✎ ) PLEASE NOTE that some of these tags might change and I might add more characters/hybrids if I feel like it! AND EXPECT slow updates and frequent editing in the fics! I’ll be posting each fic in no specific order.
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Oh, how filthy he got in bed.
From the golden boy of Okhema city, the savior of Amphoreus, smiling and waving to citizens all around, to one of the meanest men in bed.
His hips never stop moving when he’s finally popped his dick inside your tight, wet cunt. He’s not shy about it either, whining and moaning loudly against the wet sounds of his hips slapping against your plump ass. His hands tightly holding onto your hips, making sure you can’t run away.
“F-fuckkkk.. g-gonna breed y-you.. g’nna make you all plump and round with my babies,” he’d hiccup and whisper against your sweat slicked skin. While you would whine and try to pry him off, telling him it had already been an hour since you two had begun. His balls would still be heavy with cum, slapping against your skin with a lewd ‘plap! plap! plap!’. His breathless chuckles would fill the air as his hips wouldn’t stop— in fact, he would start thrusting deeper and more purposefully.
The bed would shake, as you swore you could hear the faint cracks of the wooden bed frame giving way. There was no true night in Amphoreus, so you could still hear the faint sounds of city life going on just past the walls of your little home. “..p-phainon! Y-you’re gonna break the bed again..!” You’d cry and moan, nails digging into his back and leaving red hot marks.
Phainon’s hips wouldn’t stop, oh no.
He’d only get filthier, more lewd and needy. Whimpering into the crook of your neck, “p-please… just l-let me.. ngh— shit.. g’nna c-cum again…” he’d groan, and before you could even complain to him— his hips would be erratically thrusting into your sloppy pussy. Previous white sticky seed already oozing out around his thrusting cock, as he would shudder and cum inside you. Hot thick ropes of his seed spilling deep inside you, no doubt in wanting to fertilise your womb.
“Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou” he’d quickly mutter, his hips coming to a slow roll. Stirring up the sticky mess inside you. His pelvis grinding against your overstimulated clit.
“…do you wanna go again, baby—”
“Phainon, the black tide will be more merciful than me if you ask another stupid question.” You huffed to him quickly, limbs sore and aching all over.
You always wonder why, out of all the pretty and influential girls chasing after him, he chose you. It doesn't help how of a unit he is. Your typical perfect guy, popular, rich, and body that's comparable to a Greek God... and his voice— how you love his gentle and warm voice, there's just something about it that hypnotize you.
He always compliments you, shower you with affection, and be an absolute sweetheart. It gets you pissy. You don't know why you're always in a foul mood around him, he's not even doing anything that could trigger you. He takes a breath and you're already fuming. Grumbling profanities that he would laugh at wholeheartedly, like you didn't curse his entire being.
You hate how perfect he is. Hate how much you adore him. Hate how much you love him, and inside your mind you always question if he genuinely loves you. Maybe he's just playing with you? Waiting for the day he'd humiliate you, telling how you're too idiotic to even believe someone like him could ever love you.
That's probably why you're always cautious around him, you don't believe him enough to love an average girl like you.
***
He can't believe he's dating the cutest in the world. Everytime you scowl, show that adorable pout, he just wants to squish your cheeks together and kiss you plenty. Like a little kitty hissing when you sneer curses at him.
It's adorable really.
You'd say you didn't want to go to the movies he chose. Yet, you arrived earlier than expected, wearing a hint of makeup in that cute dress of yours. Makes him want to crush you. You put in the effort, took the time, even gave him the watch he'd been talking about—his favorite.
He really loves you. Really really loves you but why are you acting like he doesn't? He's confused. Hasn't he done enough to show you, tell how much he adores you? It makes him sad. Don't you know how much he's holding back? There's only so much he could take, you know. He could just take you everytime you run that cute foul mouth of you, shove his cock to make you shut up. But he's so patient with you because he loves you.
So don't push him too much, ok? Or else you might not like it when he finally show you his desire.
***
"You're late," you grumble, sending him a glare. Your arms are crossed, and your foot taps impatiently on the ground.
He chuckles, a soft, knowing smile playing on his lips. "I arrived just on time, sweetie," he says, stepping closer. "You're just too excited for our date, no?" His voice is teasing, but his eyes are warm, sparkling with affection.
You huff in response, but you can feel the corners of your mouth betraying you, tugging into a smile. He notices and takes your hand, his thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles.
"You're just so cute, you know? I really wanna crush— ow!" He hiss slightly as you swat his arm. He pouts a little, "You're strong, you're gonna leave a bruise."
You roll your eyes— as if that's gonna happen. Huffing you tug on his hand, "Let's go. I'm starving."
He smiles, looking at your back, "Ok, sweetie~."
Ah, you really are so cute.
He can't wait to fuck you.
***
"Why're you not eating, sweetie? Is the food not to your liking?"
Your appetite was gone the moment that waitress flirted with him, leaving you empty and bitter. This always happen. You're sick of it, sick of being jealous and feeling shitty for not looking like his girlfriend. Are you really worthless by his side? Do people not see you as his companion?
"Sweetie?"
You didn't want to lash out on him so you remained silent. Too bitter to talk. Even the food turned bitter, leaving you more upset.
He's such an idiot. But you're more of an idiot for being triggered by that stupid waitress, too much of a wuss to tell her he's taken, that he's yours. You're the idiot.
"I don't wanna eat anymore," you bitterly muttered, your face covered by the shadows of your hair, hiding that frown you wore he always seems to love on you.
He gets a sick twisted feeling in his guts, watching how jealous you get whenever some worthless wench tries to get his attention. It satisfies his urge, his sick thoughts hidden by his angelic face. You really love him, don't you? His lips curving into a sweet smile, eyes twinkling with desires. If only you know how much he gets off with you being jealous, you'd never doubted your pretty little self.
So… why are you saying such stupid things?
“Let’s break up.”
“Hm?”
“I said…” You take a breath, steadying your voice. “Let’s break up.”
For a moment, his smile wavers. Just a fraction. His right eye twitches ever so slightly, a crack in the carefully crafted mask he wears. But then, like a master of illusions, he recovers, his sweet facade sliding back into place, though something darker lingers beneath the surface.
“Now, now,” he says, his voice dripping with a saccharine softness that makes the hairs on your neck stand on end. “What’s the matter?” His tone is gentle, almost soothing, but there’s a sharp edge to it—a venomous undercurrent that cuts through the air.
You don’t answer immediately, your chest tightening under his unblinking stare. It’s as if he’s waiting, watching every little twitch of your expression, trying to peel you apart without lifting a finger.
“I just think…” you start, your voice faltering as his head tilts slightly, his smile remaining unnervingly intact. “I-I think we’re not… good for each other anymore.”
His smile widens, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. Instead, his gaze sharpens, a predator sizing up its prey. He takes a step closer, the air between you growing heavy. “Not good for each other?” he repeats, feigning confusion. “Sweetheart, where’s this nonsense coming from? Didn’t we promise forever?”
The sweetness in his tone sends a chill down your spine, but you hold your ground. “Forever shouldn’t feel like this,” you say, trying to steady your trembling hands.
It shouldn't make you feel bad about yourself, shouldn't make you anxious, shouldn't make feel... pressured.
For a moment, he says nothing, his eyes boring into yours. Then, his chuckle breaks the tension, soft and low. “Ah, I see,” he murmurs, leaning in just enough for you to feel the weight of his presence. “You’re upset. That’s all. We’ll talk this through, won’t we?”
But his words aren’t a question—they’re a command, wrapped in the guise of concern. And as his smile lingers, you realize leaving might not be as simple as you hoped.
***
Why is this happening?
You thought he would accept and move on.
"Mmm, that's it sweetie. Take it deeper." He coaxes, his grip on your hair tightening. He starts to push forward, forcing more of his thick length past your stretched lips.
So why?
Your eyes squeeze shut tighter as he pushes in deeper, your throat convulsing around his invading cock. He throws his head back with a guttural moan.
"That's a good girl. Mhm, your throat feels so good wrapped around my dick." He grunts, starting to set a steady pace. Fucking into your mouth, using your face like a cock sleeve.
It was gross. He never did that to you.
Lewd, wet sounds fill the office as he picks up speed, his heavy balls slapping against your chin with each rough thrust. Drool escapes the seal of your lips, dripping down your chin and onto your messed up clothes.
He looks down, taking in the debauched sight of you on your knees, choking on his cock. His dick is spit-shined and glistening, streaked with their drool. Shit. The sight makes him thrust harder, faster, chasing his pleasure.
"Look at me," He demands breathlessly, wanting to see the tears and desperation in their eyes as he uses their mouth ruthlessly. He's close, so fucking close already from the intense, vice-like grip of your inexperienced throat. He grunts and curses, slamming forward one last time before pulling out abruptly.
Thick ropes of cum paint your face and hair, marking you as his. Some of it even lands in your eyes, making them sting and water.
"You're so pretty... You look so pretty covered in my cum," he whispers lovingly, smearing the head of his cock across your messy face, pushing the hot seed into their skin like makeup. "The prettiest girl in the world."
You were supposed to break up with him...
How did it escalated to this?
***
It's not like he's losing a lot... you aren't that special. So why is he acting this way? There are a lot of better options for him, prettier, smarter, and richer girls. Someone who can actually match him, who doesn't embarrass him, worthier to stand beside him.
Why is he fucking you like his life depends on it?
Your eyes already hazy and unfocused, breathing hard as you couldn't count how many times you've already come.
One of his hands snakes up your trembling body, finding a soft breast. He squeezes the supple mound roughly, fingers sinking into the pliant flesh as he kneads and gropes. He finds a pert nipple and pinches it cruelly between his thumb and forefinger, rolling and tugging until it stands stiff and aching in the cool air of the room.
"Hm? Are you already tired? We're just starting," he coo, his hips slamming forward with renewed vigor. He leans down, his mouth finding your neck, sharp teeth sinking into the tender skin. He bites and sucks, determined to leave his mark on you, to claim you as his own. His. He can feel his orgasm building, his heavy balls tightening as he ruts into your abused cunt. The wet, obscene sounds of your coupling fill the room, punctuated by the creaking of the bed and your cries. He's close, so fucking close to filling your cunt with his seed.
"Gonna... hngh... fill this pussy..." He grunts between clenched teeth, slamming home one last time. His cock throbs and pulses as he starts to come, thick ropes of hot cum painting your inner walls. He grinds against them, making sure they take every last drop as he marks your womb with his essence.
Finally, with a last shuddering groan, he collapses on top of you, his softening cock still buried deep inside your tender, cream-filled pussy. He pants harshly against the shell of their ear, his hands still groping and fondling your sensitive body.
"Y-You're an idiot..." You sniffle, "Why me? There's a lot of—."
He cuts you off, "You know, I would never cheat on you, right?" He whispers tenderly, kissing your ears as if assuring. "No matter who comes to me, I would never pay attention to them. Never. You're the only one I want." His other hand comes up to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his intense, burning gaze.
It was the first time you ever heard his voice to be so... vulnerable.
"The only girl I want... So..." You can hear his voice shake, "Don't break up with me, ok?"
Your eyes glaze with tears, your heart tugging at his words. No, it wasn't supposed to end up like this. You made up your mind a few weeks ago, always nagging at the back of your mind. Ending your relationship would be the best for you two—.
He kisses you then, any doubts in your mind disappearing as his mouth claiming theirs in a brutal, dominating kiss. His tongue pushes past your lips, plundering the warm cavern as he grinds his hips forward, rubbing his throbbing erection against your thigh.
Ah, you don't care anymore.
"Don't think anymore, ok? Just let me do it for you."
He starts to rub the broad head of his cock along your slit, coating himself in your combined juices. "Tell you what, sweetheart. I'll be gentle like the usual... for now." He promises darkly, his voice rough with restrained lust. "I'll make this first part nice and slow, nice and easy for you."
"H-Huh?"
With that, he starts to push forward, the thick length of his cock slowly sinking into your tight, clutching heat. He has to fight the urge to slam forward, to bury himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. But he resists, forcing himself to go slowly, to savor the exquisite feeling of your walls stretching around him.
"Ah, you're still so tight." He grits out through clenched teeth, his fingers flexing against your hips as he fights for control. "Such a perfect cunt."
"Too soon! I'm still... s-sensitive!" You cried out but he starts to move then, his hips rocking in a slow, sensual rhythm as he fucks into you with deep, deliberate strokes. Each thrust pushes him a little deeper, a little harder, until he's finally buried to the hilt inside you. He pauses for a moment, letting you feel the heavy weight of him, the way he's stretching you impossibly full.
"Hehe, sorry can't help it. Does that feel gentle enough for you, sweetie?" He asks, a small smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, yet his angelic face covers it. "Or do you need me to be even more... careful?" He punctuates the word with a sharp thrust of his hips, grinding his pelvis against your clit.
Your brain short circuit by the overstimulation, all you could think about was him, and his big cock, "A-Ah, you— ish... so good~!"
He snarls in feral pleasure as he feels your pussy clench and ripple around his pistoning cock. The way you are moaning and crying out, begging him not to stop... it's the headiest fucking thing he's ever heard. It makes him want to ruin you, to fuck you so hard and so deep that you'll never forget the feeling of his cock splitting you open.
You came in surprise, your eyes rolling in the back of your head, chest heaving, "C-Can't too much..!"
"You can do it," He growls, his voice a dark, distorted rumble. He can feel his own release building, his balls drawing up tight as he fucks into you with wild abandon, "A-ah~ clench this greedy cunt around my dick, dollface. Milk it for all it's worth.
You never saw this side of him before, a more vulgar side to him. Spouting dirty words that's the opposite of his facade. Maybe, you didn't know your boyfriend that well? He was always gentleman to you in bed, always going with your pace and being mindful about his words but now...
"N-No~ I really ah! Can't!" You shake your head frantically, having enough of the sensitivity.
"Yes, you can! You will, sweetie~!"
He buries his face in the crook of her neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin as he chases his pleasure. He wants to mark you, to leave his claim all over your body for everyone to see. He wants the whole world to know that you belong to him, that you're his to fuck and fill and love as he sees fit. The thought of another man putting his hand on you makes him mad, you're only his and he isn't afraid to take that way for you to be officially his.
"I'm gonna cum, sweetie." He grits out, his hips slamming forward with sharp, brutal thrusts. "I'm gonna pump this tight little pussy full of my seed, gonna breed this fucking cunt until it's dripping with my cum."
Breed?
He reaches down, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing mercilessly at the sensitive bundle of nerves. "I want to feel you cum on my cock, sweetheart. I want to feel you shake and quake as I fill you with my my child."
Wait...!
His other hand slides up, wrapping around your throat and squeezing lightly. It's enough to make you gasp for air, pulse jumping wildly beneath his touch. It's enough to make you even tighter, body instinctively clenching down around him as he fucks into you with short, vicious thrusts.
Too much!
"Now, sweetie~ cum. Now." He commands, his voice a dark and sinful. And with a final, brutal thrust, he buries himself balls deep inside her and starts to cum. His cock jerks and pulses as he paints your insides with thick ropes of his hot seed, filling you up just like he promised.
So full...
You gasp out, your skin flushed and damp with sweat. The room spins around you, his weight pressing you down into the mattress as you struggle to catch your breath. Body aches all over, especially between your legs. The feeling of his cum painting your insides is strange, unsettling.
Your vision having black spots, your consciousness fading as you hear him murmur promises to you.
"I'll take responsibility whether we have a child or not, we'll get married and have a cute child."
You feel a warm kiss on your forehead.
"I love you. I love you more than anyone else, I only love you."
Every time these men try to initiate intimacy someone or something they decide to interrupt both of you.
I must confess
I still believe, still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me, baby, one more time
HSR/Genshin men x reader ( phainon, mydei, aventurine, Childe, Varka, flins )
>> may contain suggestive content, this is a fun little drable.
PHAINON
Oh he is absolutely happy to finally have some alone time with you, he's been busy with other things that he had neglected you and his needs. He is starving, not water but for you.
When things were getting good, but when he was about to dive in to enjoy his meal–a sudden meow disrupted the atmosphere, it was your cat and he needed your attention. You immediately push him off and fix yourself, then put all your attention to your cat instead of the man who was laying on your bed defeated.
Phainon absolutely hates your cat "Mr whisker" every time he tries to do anything that cat would manage to get in a way of you and him, when he suggests locking the door–that cat already thinking ten steps ahead by simply hiding under your bed.
MYDEI
He was already in the mood, after seeing how you train–he wanted to invite you back to his chambers for some quality time since it's been so long both of you have been close, as well as try something new.
Unfortunately every time he was about to leave with you, that deliverer keeps interrupting and makes you guys business his business. You could swear mydei said "HSK" quietly, the entire time phainon was talking–mydei was glaring at him as if he insulted his future bloodline If you know what I mean ;)
Mydei would find him annoying, it seems that phainon was doing it on purpose because he always had a devious smile as well as sliding in the right time to disturb the both of you. That deliverer, if he wanted to join he could just ask and watch.
Aventurine
Aventurine is always ready to set the mood, but unfortunately you aren't. The countless time you would ignore his needs because you were busy with tasks given to diamonds or you are away on a random planet.
But right now, this is the time where you're finally gonna entertain him. Aventurine was so happy, he was already in his bath robe with two glasses and an expensive aged wine for both of you to enjoy–until that skott guy decided to ruin the atmosphere by carrying a work load from diamond.
No wonder he showed contempt towards skott during the grail world as well as handing him uncertain amount of workloads–while skott believing he might get a promotional soon due to the work load, in reality it's aventurine is pissed at him for cockblocking him and now he has to wait until your needy again.
Childe
He managed to sneak in to your workplace to have some "quality time" with you, he is not supposed to be there–well because the fatui are natural enemies with the qixing now, because of his fault with the involvement of the osial incident.
Right now you and childe were making out, he managed to climb up to your office with the secret route you prepared for him–he was dangling off your office window holding on, unfortunately your coworker keqing knocked and entered the room–you instinctively push him so that you and him don't get caught.
He landed on a fruit stall even though it was hard, he suffered with much worse injuries than this of course he's gonna be fine. He can hear your coworker keqing questioning you, why do you look disheveled and out of breath and you use the excuse of you just finishing physical training.
Varka
After long periods of time being separated from you, varka when stepping into the gates of mondstat he was already looking for you amidst the crowd of people congratulating him. Bro was starving after not hitting "it" with you, every time he thinks of you –he knows he's getting a boner.
When he arrived at the knight of favonius thinking you would jump into his arms, instead he found you stack up with paper works of his work load–welp you are not in the mood.
And when you are in the mood, there's always someone interrupting you–he guesses that after he is gone for so long, people will automatically go to you for help if they can't find jean. Varka might feel guilty of how he might play a major part in this,right now Varka's intention is for you to be more relaxed.
FLINS
Flins would usually carry an air of elegance acting as if he is not bothered but overtime it's building, both of you naturally don't have a lot of free time with each other so these moments are sacred for him and it's quite annoying how people often interrupt.
Imagine you and him are having a nice outing admiring nod krain nature, he has you pin against and was about to lean in to engulf you. Unfortunately this moment was interrupted by a small critter who was innocently looking not knowing whats going on, well it ruined the mood instantly.
Many would notice how despite flins keeping the vale of gentleman and still being cordial, he's more petty than ever. He's annoyed of getting "it* for so long, and now people would suffer from his back hand compliments.
cw!! - nsfw. dubcon. gender neutral! reader, somnophilia, dry + thigh humping, wet dream (reader is the one dreaming), chest groping, extremely whiney phainon, yandere! phainon, horrendously needy phainon, almost first kiss interrupted, phainon gets caught being down bad by reader, phainon is a cheeky bastard at the end, reader doesn't know whether to be turned on or scared, pet names (he calls you dawnlight and sweetheart) not proof read!!
a/n - second attempt at writing smut WOOO ngl im not super proud of this but self aware! phainon nation gotta eat so here it is! sorry if the ending is abrupt i kinda got writers block in the middle oopies (ᵕ • ᴗ •) btw this is based off an ask where phainon is able to enter ur dreams thanks to sunday's powers !
✰ woof, we want it! [self aware! phainon au]
you were never the type to be awakened easily.
once your body hits the comfort of your bed, you were completely knocked out for few good hours. so imagine your surprise when you woke up to the sound of pitiful whimpering in your ear. held back groans and desperate whines combined flooded your hearing, causing your body to slowly regain control from slumber. but that wasn't all, the sensation of something-... no, someone's hand gripping onto your waist for dear life and the constant rocking at your thigh made you jolt, eyes now fully opened.
"mmph- fuuuuuck... so good hah-! ♡ you feel sooo good, dawnlight."
your breath hitches at that nickname. no... it can't be. he's not- he's not real. your eyes slowly inch down, a mop of messy white hair covers your neck. a wet hot tongue traces patterns all over your exposed collarbone, sloppily sucking at the sensitive skin while at it.
'P' his tongue draws out the letter. you bite your inner cheek, attempting to suppress any sound you might make. what is he doing?!
'H' he kisses at a hickey he just made, the bruise blooming into your skin. he pants at it with pride. one of the many he had left on you. you maintain your composure, heart ready to jump out of your chest. what are you doing?
'A' his free hand sneaks under your shirt, icy cold fingers running up and down your stomach. oh so slowly making its way to your chest. you shut your eyes, feigning sleep. why are you letting this continue?
'I' he cups your chest, squeezing it in the process. his thumb finds your nipples, fully hardened. you can feel his smirk on your neck before a sharp bite hits you hard. it took all your willpower to not scream out from pain or pleasure. you weren't sure.
'N' his hips hump your thigh with reckless abandon. his clothed cock just aching to rut against you, raw. but he doesn't. instead, his teeth sink lower into your skin, grip tightening with each passing second. the heat burning between your thighs is unbearable. you're as filthy as he is.
'O' he's close. you can hear his whines get sharper. his thrusts becoming sloppier, the sound vibrating through your entire body. he hasn't said a single word since earlier but now? oh, all hell has broken loose. he's crying into your neck. "ah-! daaawnlight..." he babbles, tears staining your collarbone and some falling onto your pillow. "i'm so cloose! so close for you... pleaseee hah- let me cum on these pretty thighhhs... i need it so bad-!"
"i'll be a good boy for you-! ♡"
oh. oh.
you don't know what switched inside you but before phainon could even draw out the last letter of his name, you yanked his head back. he moans at it. it was a delicious melody that sent a jolt straight to the heat pooling in your stomach. he swallows, mouth drying instantly. he looks like a puppy whose been caught having one too many treats. "s-sweetheart! nngh- m' sorry, i was too loud ahah- didn't mean to wake you..." you stare at him, getting a proper look since this whole situation started. he looked so... real. he had the same shiny blue eyes, now with tears pouring out of them. he had the same white locks, now scattered and a mess beyond repair. he had the same face, the same one that always brought a smile to yours.
the same character you had an unhealthy obsession with, was jerking his cock against your thighs in your sleep.
phainon's chest heaves. heavily. oh, titans. your gaze is so scrutinising. he feels unbelievably small under it. you're judging him. you're judging him for being such such a nasty fool. but, dawnlight-! he just couldn't resist, he tried his best to constrain himself. he swears! he was finally next to you. you. his everything. all he wanted was just one small innocent touch. which led to another. and another. eventually, leading to phainon humping his hips into you without care in a world.
you lean in closer to him, your grip transitioning into a more gentle hold. you're scanning every inch of himself, unsure if you'll ever get this chance again. he's here. in your bed. alive and breathing the same air you are inhaling. you look at his lips, the lower half bruised by how much he bit into them. he notices. he knows. you know. phainon's body is trembling. his shaky breath adding to your arousal. you inch closer. and closer. and closer-
you jolt upright, the buzzing of your alarm ringing throughout the room. you grip the bedsheets, still recovering from whatever you just dreamed about. god, you were so fucked up. the fact your underwear was soaked isn't helping your case at all. how were you even going to face phainon the next time you opened honkai: star rail after all that?!
…
phainon spent the past 30 minutes, staring at the ceiling above him. a hysterical grin never leaving his face. his fingers rubbed against his lips, giggling. you were going to kiss him. his beloved was about to grant him their very first kiss. he was so close to tasting you. oh... you saint. after all he’s done? he doesn’t deserve it, dawnlight. the tent in his pants was still excruciatingly painful. aching and begging for release. but that can wait. phainon reached out for his phone, fingers typing away.
don’t fret, dawnlight. he remembers every single detail. <3
╰┈➤ 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
