DOWN THIS RABBIT HOLE WE GO ! nite's kinktober 2024 m.list
ladies and gentlemen im about to match your freak this october
╰ may include. blue lock, genshin, honkai star rail, zzz, jjk, obey me, whb, twst
MESSAGE: warning i have not written anything yet lmao we're about to go in this bitch blind but lust is blind and baby imma read this like braille. this will be updated throughout the month also ignore my incoherent horny ramblings along the way. also i made this list myself. i made sure to choose all the freaky ones
day one | magical healing cock
PURI☆PURI HEALING CUM GO! magical girl! childe / reader
╰ oh no! while fighting the big bad monster, pure☆aqua accidentally let you, a civillian, get caught in the crossfire! before you transform into one of the baddie's goons, pure☆aqua needs to give you a magical girl's cum before it's too late!
day two | lactation
MY TITS ARE DOWN HERE! gallagher / gn! reader
╰ he's tired of slutting it out everyday for you and never catching your eye. after ingesting a vial out of sheer desperation, his heavy chest is now leaking milk and— oh dear, you wouldn't mind relieving his poor, swollen tits, right?
day three | audience
CLIP THAT, CHAT! streamers! venti, xiao, scara, heizou, kazuha / f! reader
╰ in a sex-positive world, showing off your nethers isn't going to earn you a ban on twitch.com. you, however, are a prude, and your streamer roommates are about to break you in front of the entire world just to change that.
day four | pegging
BY MY COCK YOU SHALL REPENT! oliver aiku / gn! reader
╰ playboys are the scum of the earth! you've watched all your friends cry one after the other because of some stupid washed-up soccer player. the last straw is oliver making your older sister cry! luckily, you've got just the right utensils to make him taste his own medicine...
day five | sex toys
THE MAGICAL POCKET PUSSY! ace trappola / afab! reader / deuce spade
╰ there's always something happening in night raven college, but even adeuce didn't expect a pocket pussy arriving on their front door step. there's really no harm in trying it out but huh... it feels so warm and wet... and huh! why are you blushing and squirming like that!?
day six | size difference
I'M JUST A GIRL :( true form! ryomen sukuna / f! reader
╰ after witnessing japan's newest oppressor in person, him and his 10 feet, four-armed, mouth-belly glory is all you can think about. so you accidentally stumble near his territory... just in time for sukuna to start wanting some fresh meat to make a snack of.
day seven | oviposition
TO EGG OR NOT TO EGG. naga! jamil viper / afab! reader
╰ you've been hearing rumors about a mythical naga residing in the forests. as an avid... researcher, you venture into the deep in search for the truth. you meet him, and quickly find yourself as his breeding ground this mating season.
SUBJECT: oh no! while fighting the big bad monster, pure☆aqua accidentally let you, a civillian, get caught in the crossfire! before you transform into one of the baddie's goons, pure☆aqua needs to give you a magical girl's cum before it's too late!
ATTACHED: kinktober 2024 masterlist
( reader n childe are switches, age gap: reader is nearing 30s and childe is college-aged, throatfúcking, perversion, theyre both perverts tbh, i switch between calling childe a magical girl n boy cuz hes both in a way yanno )
Most times in Lovey♡Dovey City, everything is all right in the world.
It’s a city overrun by dreaming and fashionable youths, appearing on magazine covers in their tweens and even designing for companies in their high school years. Handsome young men vie for pretty young girls who smile and giggle sweetly whenever they pull out a confession in the streets, and everyone just walks by like it’s nothing. Because it is nothing. This happens almost every day and no one bats an eye at it.
Except for you, who’s been role-assigned as the tired corporate slave who’s this close to losing their mind if you have to stomach another stupid fucking confession.
Aside from the vomit-inducing PDA that you have to tolerate every single day, Lovey♡Dovey City is pretty much a utopia to live in. The people are nice (except you), shops like to give away free things (you’ve been living off your neighborhood bakery’s bread), and they’re all pretty much attractive. It’s a city where people actually do what they need to do for the community, which includes you, because every functional society is backed by some sort of capitalist system. Hell, even the police try to do the best they can. Which isn’t much, but you can’t blame them.
Because once in a while, monsters overrun the city like it’s their goddamn place. And the police can’t do much about it because these monsters are freaking skyscrapers and their masters (dressed in black and dark purple and atrociously edgy makeup) all float and shoot off magical beams and cackle evil witch laughs. Yes, this is normal. You’re actually watching another evil entity looming over the city with a goon seated on their shoulder, munching on your bread like it’s no big deal. The majority of the people run and scream like the monster’s actually gonna do something, but you and a few others stay behind to watch the show that’s about to unfold.
“In the name of Love, the Pure☆Pures have come to stop you!” A girly voice shouts. You can barely make them out, standing on the edge of a building, but their voice magically resounds through the city. There are three of them today, and they’re clutching something to their chests as they bravely stare down the monster and its master.
“Come on, everyone! Let’s stop them!” The leader urges the other two, raising the star wand high in the air. “Pure☆Pure, ignite!”
Flash and sparkle ensue, and you and the other peasants down below gawk at the transformation sequence. They’re all glittery and pretty, as always, and while it is a sight to behold you always find yourself musing why the enemy just waits. Like, they’re right there. Naked save for strobes of light that will eventually turn into their sparkly sailor costumes. Of course, you don’t have any say in the matter, not when the Pure☆Pures are always saving your city from so-and-so evil organizations. Instead, you continue munching on your bread as they finish up their little show.
“Sweet as pie, Pure☆Cherry!” That’s this generation’s leader, always in pink, just like her predecessors. She's fresh-faced and youthful, probably in her first year of high. What’s with these teens and fighting magical monsters, anyway? In high school, you were just playing at the arcade or goofing around like stupid kids do. You know, doing ordinary stuff and not saving the world.
“Stars, shine on me! Pure☆Twinkle!” This one is clad in yellow, hair a blazing sunset orange that you think is supposed to mimic a comet’s trail. She’s always upping the fanservice for the onlookers, so she’s amassed herself a bigger fan following than the others. There’s some people squealing beside you, furiously snapping away at their pictures, and you’re not quite sure how to feel when she looks barely legal.
“Ocean tides, rage! Pure☆Aqua!” Ah, yes, the most controversial one of this generation. Because he was male. Magical boys aren’t a new concept, but everyone until now was always… feminine in stature. So people managed to overlook that when they were just as cute as the rest of the magical girls. But this one was, well. You squinted your eyes as Pure☆Aqua launched forward and delivered a swift kick to the monster’s face. He was very muscled; god-like thighs made even more so prominent by the frilly blue skirt he donned and the heavy chest attracting gazes with the boob window. This one was also older, probably in their college years.
So no one’s going to call you a freak if you found him sorta hot, right? You’re not even thirty yet!
The other girls barrage the monster with sparkly magic stuff. Pure☆Cherry swishes her wand and after a mini light-show reveals a… grenade launcher. Archons, what happened to the good-ol’ cutesy bow and arrow? She makes a leap back and shouts “Take this…! Cherry♡Bomb♡Love!”
Pure☆Twinkle follows up the very, very pink attack with her rapier, running up the monster’s arm and leaping into the air. “Star☆Cut!” You’ve long opted to think that those aren’t actually real stars falling from the sky and are just illusions as she summons a whole backdrop of them to chop off the monster’s arm. The huge thing lets out a pained roar, flailing about as their arm vanishes into nothing. That’s the thing with these magical girl fights. Where the hell was the blood?! Or is it because these things are just visualized concepts of “humanity’s evil” or whatever explanation they feed to the masses that they don’t really have guts to spill?
“And here’s the final blow!” Pure☆Aqua yells out, launching himself into the air. He swings his arm back, concentrating all the force in his fist and grits his teeth. “Tiiidallll! Raaaage!”
He delivers a swift uppercut to the monster, with all the force and fury of a young man in his early 20s. There’s no sparkly effects, hell, no water illusions just to match the theme to accompany the blow. That was just an uppercut with a tacky name slapped on top, and you let out a low whistle as pure brawn and no magic cuts through the chest and evaporates the thing. In midair, Pure☆Twinkle stomps her foot and puffs out her cheeks. “Cute!! Do you not understand what cute means?!” She complains at the sheepish Pure☆Aqua. “What’s the point of being a magical girl if you keep throwing punches and no cuteness!”
“I got the job done, didn’t I?” Pure☆Aqua complains, flying next to her. Pure☆Cherry also approaches the two of them with a nervous look on her face, as if afraid of another fight breaking out. “Besides, I think I’m cute enough as it is!”
Pure☆Twinkle wrinkles her nose at him and gags. “Yeah, right! You musclehead! When we’re done with this I’m going to beat cuteness into you!!”
“L-Lumi— I mean Twinkle! I think Aqua did a good job as it is,” Pure☆Cherry nervously tries to mediate. “You don’t have to be so hard on him!”
“Oh, don’t spoil him, Nil– Cherry! He’s bad enough as it is!”
They ignore the aghast goon in favor of even more bickering and you can see the vein popping on his forehead as he continues to be ignored by the magical girls. “You…!!!” He points an indignant finger at three triumphant magical girls (and boy). “Loss after loss after loss! Lady Celestia is going to beat the living lights outta me if I don’t report back something good!”
“And that’s our problem, how?” Pure☆Aqua snorts, hands on hips because even he can have the sass of a teenage girl when he feels like it.
The goon laughs maniacally, floating higher in the air as purple currents wrap his body and continue to grow bigger and bigger. The tiny hairs on your nape rise, and the people who stayed behind finally think that this is the best time to make a run for it. “Oh, I’ll give you a problem, alright!” They laugh, sneering at the magical girls as their power comes to a climax. “I’m not goin’ back until I make a mess out of this stupid city!”
Finally, the goon’s power explodes, sending purple shockwaves throughout the city. You feel the ground shake beneath your feet, sending you flat on your ass. You couldn’t run if you wanted to, not with purple projectiles showering everywhere like a meteor shower. The girls are doing their best to fend it off, but not everyone can be saved. Especially you, flat on the ground and staring dumbly at an incoming purple ball. Well, this was fun, you think as the light burns into your retinas. You got to see your favorite Pure☆Pure in action and his muscled thighs, so this was a life well-lived.
You feel the impact on your skin and you squeeze your eyes tight to brace yourself for the incoming pain. It’s… hot. But not burning-alive hot that you thought would be, but rather a feverish heat that eats your body alive and turns your head all woozy. You squeeze your thighs together and curl into yourself, trying to get a bearing of your senses. You don’t know what the evil man’s plan is. Is your death supposed to be a slow process?
“... lright? You alright?” You can barely process the worried questions barraging your ear as cotton seems to stuff your ear. You blearily open your eyes, still curled on the ground, and— oh. In your face is a chestful of pecs, framed by the heart-shaped boob window of your favorite Pure☆Pure. Hallucinations? Did this curse give you hallucinations? Because this might be the best fucking hallucination you could get so far.
“Mmm… nice,” you mumble, leaning into the hand of the Pure☆Pure cupping your face.
“Not nice!” Pure☆Aqua cries as he checks your forehead’s feverish temperature. “You’ve gotten hit by a curse! You need to be healed, quick!”
“Heal…?” You feel for the hand on your head and let out a grunt once you confirm that Pure☆Aqua is actually not a hallucination. “Oh. Uh, how?”
Even through your bleary eyesight, you can make out the blush on Pure☆Aqua’s cheeks as he bites his lip and squirms. “Um, well… You… You need a magical girl’s, uh, magic. To purify the Evil League’s curse. But to do that we need to go somewhere… somewhere private. I can’t have you take it on the asphalt!”
“Take me away then, Pure☆Aqua,” you murmur, clinging onto Pure☆Aqua as he carries you bridal-style. Letting yourself take advantage of the situation and lean into his firm chest, you grin stupidly at the handsome face of your favorite magical girl. “I’m all yours for today.”
Biting down a grin, Pure☆Aqua shakes his head and flees the scene.
“A magical girl’s wand contains all their Pure☆Essence, which you need to take if we want to purify you,” Pure☆Aqua explains after he’s settled you on a bed. The room he’s found is suspiciously pink, with tacky hearts taking up the space wherever you look, but you’re not exactly in the right headspace to process that as you groan weakly. “It’s a long and lengthy process, however, so please bear with it, alright?”
“Magical girl’s wand, huh?” You mumble, looking up at Pure☆Aqua’s guilty expression. “All right,” you sigh and close your eyes as try to relax your feverish body. “Hit me with it.”
“Okay,” Pure☆Aqua murmurs and you hear him inhale deeply and perch himself on top of your legs. “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.” You don’t know why he’s so apologetic. You were the stupid one who wanted to enjoy a show and not run away, therefore getting hit by a curse in the process. He was just doing his job as a Pure☆Pure, so you don’t—
Something hits your abdomen. Something hard… and fleshy. You peek open one eye and almost choke on your spit.
Kneeling above you, Pure☆Aqua lifts his skirt up to reveal his curved and erect cock hard against his stomach. You’re shocked out of your feverish stupor as you eye the angry veins running on his cock and the pearly precum drooling from the slit. He licks his lips as he watches your face, blushing deeply as he feels your intense gaze on his dick. He’s trying so, so hard to be professional. This is a magical girl’s job, after all! But he revels in your attention and shakes his dick just to see your gaze follow left and right to the rhythm of the swing.
“When you said magical girl’s wand… I thought you meant…” You swallow dryly as you follow his swaying cock. “I thought you meant the one you used to transform. Not, uh…”
“Not this wand?” He rubs the tip of his dick before pushing it down, letting you watch as he releases it and feels the slap against his abdomen. “Do you like it, pretty miss? Miss [Your Name]?”
You blink dumbly at him, your mouth falling agape. “Whuh? Huh? How did you—?”
He giggles, crawling over to your chest until he sees the shadow of his cock on your face. “Oh come on, big sis. You really don’t think I wouldn’t notice my most adoring fan? The one who comes late to work whenever a big fight breaks out just to watch me?” He lightly taps your lips with it, and you let out a shaky breath to which he whines at. “Your eyes always watching me… not on Cherry or Twinkle or Melody or Passion but me. It made me so happy, you couldn’t even begin to imagine it ♡” You feel his member throb on your cheek and gulp. Oh you can definitely imagine it, alright.
This feels all too unreal. One moment you were watching Pure☆Aqua from afar, content on only ever seeing him at a distance. Then the next you were bridal-carried into some sort of sketchy love hotel with your favorite magical girl’s dick slapped on your face. His hungry eyes looked at your eagerly as he lifted his skirt higher to show you everything.
One thing caught your attention and before your impulse control could even do something, you and your big stupid mouth blurted out, “You’re… wearing normal underwear.”
Pure☆Aqua blinks and stares at you blankly, before erupting into laughter. “Wha~at? Were you expecting something else, big sis?”
“I dunno…” You mumble, fingering the band of his white briefs. “Something with a ribbon, frills… something that matches your magical girl costume.” You pull the elastic band and grin mischievously when it slaps against his taut balls. “Something cute.”
He returns your naughty grin and giggles as he slips them off. “You big per~vert. I like it.” He boops you on the nose, leaning in close until you can feel the breath on your lips. “Next time, I’ll make sure to cater to your needs, okay?”
There’ll be a next time, you think in a daze when Pure☆Aqua backs himself up again and smears precum all over your lips. “Alright, time for the first injection~! Say ah~♡”
The corniness of the plot isn’t lost on you, but you find yourself not caring at all when you part your lips for the opportunity to taste your favorite boy’s cock. You wrap your lips around the head only, tracing the tongue around the tip as you watch his shallow breathing. You press gentle kisses on it and grin when he keens and squirms too much, clearly holding himself back from shoving the entire length in. When he thinks that you’re finally about to swallow the whole in, you sloppily suck on the tip before pulling away with a pop.
He pouts at you, breathing hard as he weakly glares. “Big sis, you need to take my cum in if you wanna get healed, you know?”
You give him a cheeky grin, pressing another kiss to his weeping slit as you snicker. “You can’t blame me for having a lil bit of fun. You are my favorite, after all.”
He huffs a laugh. “Very naughty. But patients shouldn’t be playing around with their medicine, you know? So open up properly this time, okay~?”
His broad shoulders shudder when he slips half of his length into your mouth. “I’ll go slow for now,” he tells you, but his knees are shaking so bad that you fear that he’ll buckle and slam the whole thing into you. Not that you’re opposed to him just slamming it in… but you haven’t sucked dick in ages (damn overtime work) and you want to savor the feeling of his heat filling your mouth. As you feel his precum trickle down your throat, the fuzziness of your head starts to clear a little and you marvel at how his cum was actually doing… magic. Healing cum, you think, clutching onto his soft ass as you struggle to take his length. What kind of shit hentai am I in?
Your choked slurping and sucking rattle in your skull as you move back and forth on his dick, eyes rolling backward whenever it twitches in your throat. It’s like it has a heart of its own, with the way it keeps twitching in you. Above you, Pure☆Aqua bites into a frilly gloved hand, little moans and whines escaping him as he tries his best to control himself. Ah, the impatience of youth. Always so ready to go fast without a second’s thought.
“‘m sorry, miss, but I— urgh— I gotta!” His hands bunch your hair in his palm as he gives you a desperate look. “I can’t do this anymore!”
Using your hair as a handle, he slams you all the way down to his balls, and you fall limp as Pure☆Aqua starts fucking your mouth for his own pleasure. The veins running on the side of his dick slide against your soft tongue and gosh, your mouth’s so fuckin’ warm and wet that it’s making him go crazy. Over the wet and sloppy sounds of him ruining your throat, his moans are music to your ears— his boyish pitch keening in high moans and desperate pants as he tries his best not to cum too early. His dick twitches, making you splutter as he pulls out before slamming it in again, and his toned thighs shake as his slams get even rougher.
“Close, s’ close,” he whimpers. “Oh gosh, miss, miss, I’m gonna—!”
He lets out a high-pitched mewl, leaning forward into your mouth as he spurts his thick cum down your throat. It’s a heavy one, so thick that it leaves you gagging and spluttering as his load invades your throat. When he finally pulls it out— fuck, he could feel himself getting hard again. It’s an absolutely filthy sight— his hardening cock connected to your lips with a trail of spit and cum, your eyes absolutely fucked out as you cough and recover from the recent assault. He giggles when the trail finally breaks and leaves a mess on your chin, which he wipes away with his thumb and presses it to your tongue. Unconsciously, you find yourself swirling your tongue around the messy thumb and pulling away with a loud pop, grinning in a daze as you stick out your tongue for him to inspect.
“You swallowed it all,” he says softly, sounding proud as he pushes back your sweaty fringe. “With that, you’ll be all good to go.”
“But I still don’t feel too well,” you pout, taking his hand in yours and tangling your fingers together. It’s partly true, but you think that the dizziness is less from the curse and more that you had just gotten your mouth pounded to oblivion. “Maybe I need another shot. Somewhere more… effective?”
You partly spread your legs, letting your pencil skirt ride up your thighs and drawing his eyes to the lacy underwear peeking out from underneath. He laughs slightly and shares your mischievous grin as he takes the cloth in his hands. “Oh miss, you could just say that you wanted me to fuck you.”
Batting your eyes, you only cock your head in feigned innocence as you pull him in closer. “Whatever do you mean, boy?” You murmur, breath fanning against his lips as you lick your lips. “I’m only asking for another shot. You’re still here to help me cure this curse, right, Pure☆Aqua?”
Before he could even reply, you pressed a coy kiss on his lips and suddenly he couldn’t bring himself to think. It could have been cute and innocent— the type of kisses pure-hearted girls give their boyfriends in the spring of high school youth— but this is coming from a miss nearly a decade older than him. Your low-lidded eyes eat him up as his brain short circuits, watching as his tongue peeks out to swipe a taste of your gloss. You could almost giggle at the picture. By how he’s reacting, you could have mistaken it for stealing his first kiss.
Except he’s staring at you blankly, wide-eyed, and a blush that grows even redder by the second. You raise a brow and ask, “Don’t tell me… that was your first kiss?”
His blush reaches an all-time red that you fear that he might explode. “Th– Well, I was saving it!”
You throw your head back and laugh as he sputters and tries to defend himself in the background. Right. How could you forget? Having his dick down your throat made you forget that he was still a Pure☆Pure, defenders of the city that embodied pureness and justice. “So cute~” you tease and pat down his ginger locks as a way to soothe him. “Big sis is sorry that she stole your first kiss, but dooon’t worry, I’ll more than make up for it, ‘kay~?”
He can barely process what he’s looking at. You’re now seated on his stomach, kneeling as you tease him with a slow strip show. Your manicured nails slide down the pencil skirt, revealing the lacy panties that have been torturing him ever since he got a glimpse of it. And fuck, his breath hitches when he sees the wet spot, and when you pull it down, your slick is connected to it by a string. Fuckfuckfuck, he can’t believe he’s gotten it this good. How many college boys could brag that they’ve fucked a sexy nearly-30 office worker because they needed to heal them with dick? None. Ignoring the fact that he might be the only college-aged magical boy in existence, he can’t believe that he wouldn’t be able to brag about this at all the parties now.
But that’s okay, he thinks as his eyes settle on your sopping pussy, fluttering and flirting at him. He’d be too busy fucking and getting fucked to even attend those stupid get-togethers.
“Shit.” He sucks his teeth, inhaling deeply when you sliiiide against the length of his cock. You know exactly how to work your magic— the silly, blushy girls of the local college could never. Your grin, like a succubus who's caught its prey, is so alluring and cocky that he’s tempted to kiss it off you just to feel your lips on him again. He’s so down bad. Holy shit. Lumine isn’t gonna let him hear the end of this.
“That feels nice, pretty boy?” You coo, and oh, that does something to him. He pulses against your clit, and you drag your slick against him as he starts whimpering underneath you. “Ya like being called pretty, hm? My favorite magical boy, lookin’ all so pretty just to save some stranger.” You lift his blue miniskirt, admiring the white ribbons and frills that adorn him. “I never thought that the day would come that I’d be able to see you so closely, dick out and moaning so prettily for me. Aren’t magical girls supposed to be pure? So why’re you actin’ like a slut then?”
He pouts, batting his pretty lashes at you as you continue to frot against him. “‘m— ngh, not actin’ like a slut! This is— ahh, no not thereeee— your treatment!”
You laugh. “Oh, right. The curse. I guess you skull fucked that outta my system.” You shoot him a dashing grin. “Guess that makes me the slut, huh?”
At that, you sink your pussy down on him, and holy shit— he throws his head back and hides his face with his arms as he moans so sweetly— this just might be heaven. He hears your cute little sigh as you feel him stretching you out, probably the best you’ve had in years. He feels it when you slowly push down on his abs so you can pull yourself up, making him groan as you drag your wet cunt up before slamming back down again. “Is that good, my little magical boy?” You hum, rocking your hips back and forth as you gauge his reaction. “C’mon, arms off. Lemme see how cute my boy is for me.”
Rolling his own hips, he fucks even deeper into your womb as you take his hands into yours. He’s big, your wet walls clinging to his cock like they never want to let go. And you might not ever want, not with how pretty your boy is for you. He’s biting back his moans, trying to reciprocate your rocking in a mix of his own desperation and wanting to please you. Cute. He’s so cute. That’s a given, being a magical girl and all, but you just didn’t want to sound like an old creep lusting after a college boy clad in skimpy skirts.
“You’re so, haah, y’ feel so good,” he nearly cries, fucking his dick even deeper that it nearly makes you collapse. “Big sis, ngh, ah, y’re clampin’ down on me…!”
“Yeah?” You coo. “That’s what good pussy feels like, baby. Remember it.” You slam your pussy down on his balls, squelching as your cunt slobbers all over his dick. “You’re so good, cutie. Big sis hasn’t had a dick like yours ever. Ya might turn me into your personal slut, y’know?”
“Ooh, miss, please, easy,” he whimpers. Your walls are tightening up around him and he goes blank for a second. Fuck. He’s getting hooked on some fan’s cunt and he doesn’t even know your name. “Miss, please, y’re gonna make me…!”
“Cumming, sweet boy?” You stroke his ginger curls and push them away, revealing to you the sight of his rolled-back eyes and wobbling bitten lips as he continues fucking your cunt. “Yeah, mmm, jus’ like that. You’re gonna make big sis cum soon too ♡”
It’s pure, carnal lust; you let him take the reins, halting your movements as he begins to fuck up into you harder. It smells like sex in here, and the sloppy sounds as your pussy squelches with every thrust nearly drowning out your moans. You gasp as he hits an all-new depth, making you collapse onto him as you grip the pillow for dear life as his thrusts rock your body. He’s whining and crying underneath you— which fuck, makes you tighter, because men who are messy in bed just make you sooo fucking hot. “Ack, ah, boy! Slow, slow, slow!”
“Sorry, miss…!” He whimpers, hugging onto you for dear life as he goes even faster. “Ngh, you’re too hot, I’m gonna…!”
Wrapping his arms around your neck, he pulls you down for a kiss as he shoots his load into you. His warm seed fills you as he attacks your mouth in desperation, all eagerness and no technique as he licks into your mouth. You think it’s adorable because he’s kissing you like he needs it.
Clearly, your magical boy can’t handle the hottest pussy he’s had in his life, cuz he’s now collapsed on the bed, chest heaving up and down like crazy. And you’re left there in the afterglow of the sex, watching magic cum dribble down your cunt as you slide his softening dick out of you.
It’s a good thing that he’s not conscious to see this, you think with a grin as you scoop out the cum out of your hole. Bringing it to your lips, you lick it off with a satisfying pop and give him a once-over. Because you’d definitely be in for round three if he gets hard again.
Another day, another overtime in Lovey♡Dovey City. For a shoujo-typical city, you’d think that there were no such things as black companies here. Alas, you stand corrected.
You scowl as the crowd squishes you into the corner. There’s you and this suspiciously dressed fella in a black mask and baseball cap. He has an ID sling from the local college and as the crowd has you pressing onto him with no choice, you can feel his hard-on growing against your pencil skirt. Ah, a pervert in a Japanese subway station? How surprising.
Then you feel his hand wrap around your wrist and guide it downwards, and you’ve got a growing feeling that the genre is about to change from shoujo to hentai real quick. You’ve no time for games, having just been chewed out by your boss, and when your hand is finally in his pants, you scowl and start to snap—
You feel frills. You blink dumbly and look down. He’s pulling down the waistband of his pants, just enough for you to see the blue cotton panties, cutely adorned in white ribbons and frills. Something pulls on your chest.
“Big sis.”
You look up again, and your magical boy grins at you when he pulls down his mask, eyeing you with the same hunger and lust-struck expression you’re so familiar with. “D’ya like 'em, miss? I’ve dressed up just for you and you only.”
You blink again, and your grin matches his as you watch his cock chub up against his girly panties.
Ajax Tartaglia, the ID reads.
Right. So the subway pervert was actually your pervert. But you were both perverts, and that was made clear the moment you started sliding down his pants in a subway full of unsuspecting strangers.
SUBJECT: you used to be a docile, little thing. a blob of extraordinary cuteness that just follows them around wherever they go. but how in the world did the pet slime they took in turn to be some sort of cum-hungry demon?
( this shit reads like a doujinshi, so don’t even bother using braincells; feels like im committing some sort of crime against the cute widdle slimes of genshin; unhygienic slime usage; reader has a diçk AND a pússy, reader also has a humanoid form don't worry; best of both worlds; urethra play (kaveh); dubcon; nipple play (alhaitham), throat fucking (haitham); they’re ALL on their receiving end; ahégao; )
✧.* KAVEH
KAVEH who takes you in while you were plopping sadly around in the rain, sad little rumbles and bleps from your jelly body. he’s not so heartless that he’d kill some poor slime who doesn’t even have any interest in attacking him, only nudging its pudgy body against his shoes and looking pleadingly at him.
he likes to watch you eat the treats he brings home. it’s a stress reliever to see you munch on some sumeru roses he brought home, and he pats your blob figure fondly while you squeal in delight at his treats. you’re not a very picky eater, he finds out, but you’re more delighted whenever he feeds you something with elemental energy. once he learns of this, he brings home more and more elemental energy stuff, just to be on the receiving end of your cute lil snuggies.
KAVEH who lets you sit on his head whenever he’s working on his projects. while he sketches and measures, your cool jiggly body feels so comforting on his hair. sometimes he even falls asleep with you on him, and you slowly make your way to his cheek so you can protect him from the hard wood of his desk.
he genuinely brought you in because he thought you were cute, nothing more than that. he’s gotten fonder of you ever since the days pass by, and you thought of him the same. however…
KAVEH who wakes up to something warm and gooey sucking on him down there. as he squirms under the blankets, tiny little moans and whines escape his pretty little lips. the pink blush on his cheeks seems to brighten when he slowly opens his bleary eyes and sees his adorable slime sucking on the tip of his pretty cock. imagine the shock of seeing the pet he was so fond of doing nasty things to him!
“nnh–! [y-your name]! what are you– ahh ♡!” he tries his best to cover up and pull you away, but with no such luck. in fact, you suck even harder, the wet noises of his cum and your squishy body echoing throughout the room. you suck even harder, and the pleasure makes kaveh’s body jilt and shake every rhythm and pulse.
“angh… t- too much…!” he sobs and pushes you away, but his hands only sink into the slime. it’s only around this time he suddenly realizes the slow expansion of your blob body, slowly morphing into something familiar… something humanoid… something… cuter.
your wobbly smile looks so innocent even as you tongue the veins across his dick, and it sends blood to his head until he feels like he’ll pass out from a nosebleed. you gurgle something that sounds faintly like ‘master’ and ‘kaveh’... and gods does that make his dick hard.
“a s-slime turning into a human?” he gasps, sitting himself. “i must be going– ngH! c-crazyYY ♡ stop! s-stop!” using the dexterity and fluidity of a slime, your tongue compresses into something thinner. you ooze your way in into his urethra, the slimy thing bumping against the edges and leaves his toes curling and fingers gripping the sheets.
“ughk, mmh~!” he throws his head back, dick humping into your slimy mouth. “m-more ♡ k-keep going~! agh, ah, ah~!” your delighted gurgle sounds faint in his ringing ears, but he still manages to smile fondly. “g- good slime ♡ s-sucking on your master’s dick so h-ha-hARD! fuck!” he hisses when your tongue presses against his prostate. he pats your hair with one shaky hand and you nuzzle into it. “so ♡ cute ♡ you got even cuter ♡”
“‘m gonna blow! [your name]! ggh [your name]!” he whines and desperately grasps on the hair-like jelly. “s-slow down~♡! gh, nwah!” he wants to attribute your lack of understanding to your inability of comprehending human languages, but he swears he sees the shadow of a devilish smirk on your cute face before you griiiind your tongue right against his prostate.
as his climax hits him, KAVEH’s eyes roll and his back arches into the air as he shoots his seed into your mouth. the tears blur his vision, but he can see his white seed spurt into the jelly. satisfied with your meal, you finally pull out your tongue– getting some pretty screams from your master at the added simulation– and his body falls limp. you smile and giggle at him, kissing away the tears from his eyes, and slumping your cool body against him.
“th– thanks, [your name],” he smiles at you, kissing you briefly before sleep takes him away again. “do that for me again, ‘kay?”
✧.* AL-HAITHAM
HAITHAM who is skeptical of the slime his fool of a roommate brought home. he raised an eyebrow when kaveh came home wet with a pudgy slime in his hands. “you know that can dissolve you, right?” he points out, ever the smartass.
kaveh snaps back. “of course i know, idiot. but look at them! don’t you feel bad for them?” he raises you high and you give a warbly greeting, but alhaitham is far from impressed. his dramatic roommate rolls his eyes at him and kaveh carefully tucks you away. “let’s go, [your name]! this callous idiot isn’t worth your time!”
HAITHAM who didn’t pay you much attention, only ever seeing you while you drape off kaveh’s head when he enters for breakfast. you were well-behaved for a slime, anyway, so he shouldn’t concern himself much with you. but his interest is piqued when one day he hears devilish noises from kaveh’s room, sounds of slurping and sucking while kaveh whines pathetically muffled behind the door. clearly, it’s not kaveh doing the sucking and slurping, but…
HAITHAM who sees you again the next day at breakfast, draping off kaveh’s head as usual. he greets kaveh with his usual coolness, but kaveh, for lack of a proper word, looks completely fucked out. his legs shake as he pulls his chair, and when their hands touch while reaching for the food, he pulls back with a lip-bitten yelp. all the while, you garble incomprehensibly on him.
yeah, no. his roommate is definitely fucking his pet slime. haitham’s not chatty, but he’s got a million words for how fucked up the entire situation is. once kaveh is out of the house, he corners poor little you and stares down into your vacant little slime eyes. he won’t admit that he actually cares for his… once friend, so getting rid of the thing that has tempted him into immoral acts will be the best next thing.
“mm- mmgh?!” haitham doesn’t know how he ended up like this, gagged and bound by your slimy tendrils. while he tries to break free, he stares in astonishment as the blob slowly expands. the torso starts first, before extending into limbs, until the head takes shape and a very, very pretty smile is smiling innocently into haitham’s face.
“☆♡♡?” your gurgles continue to be incomprehensible, despite the humanoid form. slowly, your cool hand caresses his face, holding his chin while your tendrils lift him ever so slightly up the ground. you kiss him, like how a lover would, the slightest bit of tongue swiping over his lips, but then you pull away— and he catches the devilish smirk before you lean in again and start fucking his mouth.
he thrashes in your slimy hold, slipping away only for the slime to thicken and tighten their hold on him. he glares at you with look of indignation as he tries his best to keep his mouth shut, only for you to slip your tongue between his lips and curl around his tongue. he shakes as you bring him closer to you so you can properly fuck him in his throat. you curiously watch as he gags and splutters on the length of the tendril, his glare never ceasing even though he looks like a proper slut with that dark red blush on him.
replacing your pseudo tongue for another tendril, you pull away from his face and eye his thin shirt. your curious hands roam over the expanse of his chest, and you delight in the softness of his pecs. feeling a bit too eager to get your hands under his shirt, you dissolve the cloth away and quickly reach up to rub his two pretty nipples. you roll them around in your fingers, giving each one a tight squeeze before going back to massaging them.
HAITHAM, behind the slime gagging him, yelps when you lean in and bite one. you run a tongue over his wide areolas, studying his expressions to make sure you’re pleasing your master’s best friend properly. his glare is more subdued, the wriggling has lessened, and there’s an… anticipation in his eyes as he stares down at you. you’re more than delighted at the progress. this means he likes you, right? you always felt a little sad when haitham would glare at you, but now you can feel getting closer to him! best friends, even, just like him and your master!
and like every best friend does, you should make him feel happy too! lowering one gloopy hand down to his pants, you waste no time melting away his pants and underwear and morphing your hand into something akin to a suction cup. little tentacles line the inside of the cup, and a muffled groan from haitham convinces you to finally ungag him. he gasps for breath, staring at you with wide eyes and a fucked out look. “what… what are you waiting for?” haitham grits his teeth, trying to hide the desperation he’s feeling when you’re so, so close to finally giving him the relief he wants. “put that on me. now.” a pause when you don’t do anything, and the last left of his dignity leave him as he gives you a pleading look and buck his hips up. “please.”
you know from experience that that one syllable is the go ahead, and with enthusiasm and vigor, you put the cup on him and start sucking. “mmm! ngh, ah, too much! ah!” you think his moans are pretty. huskier and deeper than your master’s soft and light whines, and that only makes you sucke even harder. the stimulation forces him to bend his back as he dangles in mid-air, forcing his fat cock deeper into your suction-hand. the dizziness of the upside down world makes the blood rush to his head, and he feels his eyes rolling to the back of his head when you tickle the throbbing vein running the downside of his cock.
“ah, sh-shit, you’re taking me all in ♡” sweat makes his skin glisten, highlighting even more his soft pecs and his abs. tendrils reach out from your back as they glide themselves around his waist and guide him back up. he’s positively shivering as you continue pounding his cock in and out of your hand, and his tongue is shivering when you pull him in for another kiss.
somewhere in the back of his mind, haitham swears he’ll make a research paper on you– on how intoxicating and aphrodisiacal you can be.
✧.* IT’S A THREESOME!
KAVEH bounces himself on your dick, your squishy body serving as his cushion as he lets his limp body get absolutely wrecked by a thick and veiny cock you fashioned from your ever-morphing body. his pretty dick slaps HAITHAM’s muscled torso as the younger one slaps his heavy balls against the pussy just underneath your balls.
your slime encases the both of them flicking haitham’s nubs up and down and fucking kaveh’s urethra open, just the way they like it. it should be humiliating, the two roommates who could barely stand each other now open and so vulnerable to each other. but kaveh’s face is contorted in a lewd expression, eyes crossed and tongue hanging out of his mouth as he gets his ass destroyed, and haitham can’t find the energy to even insult him.
well, maybe a little bit. “you– ngh! – you really brought a beast into my home, huh?” he pants out, grabbing kaveh’s waist for stability as he thrusts his dick into you like a beast in rut. “you really couldn’t resist the chance to get yourself fucked silly, huh, my dear senior?”
kaveh whines when he feels haitham going even faster on you, and he tries to cover his face with his arm. “sh– shut up, okay?! i– a-ah ♡ i didn’t knooow! i thought they were a c-cute l-little thing ♡ but now they’re–” a sob escapes him as you abuse his prostate. “they’re just bullying me e-everydayyy ♡”
haitham locks eyes with you, innocent and vacant, not a single thought behind them. but it’s hard to see you as anything but innocent when you’re offering up both your cock and pussy to your two masters.
“you’re one crafty thing,” haitham bites out. but all you offer to him is a happy little noise when you think that you’ve made your two masters happy and fulfilled. just like how that man taught you to.
SUBJECT : it's immoral to want a sweet little thing like you, especially when he's well into his 30s and you're still a youngling in your 20s. but should he really feel guilty, when you want him just as bad?
( hopefully this is a bit more tame than my other works; age gap; pússy rubbing; gepard feels guilty; dubcon turned consensual )
gepard knows you’re a sweet thing. when he walks into serval’s workshop for his visits, you always greet him with a smile so sunny it could combat the eternal freeze. you’d drop the little machine you were tinkering with and head into the back to pull out a tray of desserts you’ve baked and trot right over to him. they’re originally for serval, who’d usually become too immersed in her work to remember to eat. but you are ever the dutiful assistant, looking after her whilst picking up some of the more trivial machinery to fix.
when he picks up a still warm cookie, he thanks you. his eyes linger a bit too long on your back when you run off to where you originally were.
serval leans over the counter with a shit-eating smile, chomping into a cookie. “oh, my cute lil brother,” she laughs. “you’ve got a decade on the kid. does the righteous captain of the silvermane guards really wanna go down that alley?”
the next time he comes over, serval is nowhere to be seen. you occupy her usual place at the counter, tongue peeking out from the side of your mouth as you focus on picking apart a faulty machine. you barely hear the chiming of the bell when he comes in, and only come to your senses when his broad shadow looms over you.
“oh, dear!” you gasp, pulling up your goggles. “i am so sorry mister gepard. i didn’t hear you come in.”
something about being alone with you without his nosy older sister in sight makes him even more awkward and nervous. “that’s alright,” he coughs. “where is serval, if you don’t mind my asking?”
“she was called in by the supreme guardian to discuss some internal repairs to qlipoth forth’s security devices.” you quickly sweep off the machine parts off the counter and smile up at him, to which his heart skips a beat. “sit, sit! i baked a fresh new batch of pastries in the back. i’ll bring it right out.”
so when he does take a seat and see you scamper off to the kitchen, he is left alone with the silence and his thoughts… of you, and those particularly nice tights you’re wearing. young belobogians often have their fashionable trends to combat the cold, but he wonders how warm those tights might be if they’re so thin they show off those pretty legs of yours.
white lace patterned in seductive heart patterns, teasing his eyes with the smooth skin beneath them. where those pretty tights end, they dig into your skin and emphasize the softness of it. he buries his face into his hand as he thinks of squeezing and grabbing them, trailing kisses up them till he—
“mister gepard?” your worried face suddenly appears in front of him. “oh no, did i turn the heater up too high? ah, i’ll fix it right now!”
“n-no, it’s fine, [your name],” he grabs your wrist, still blushing. “it’s not hot, really. just that…” his eyes wander into the plush skin between your shorts and tights, before he catches himself and forces to make eye contact with you. “nothing… it’s nothing. i… really should be going now.”
“even when i have something for you to eat?” you pout. “please stay for a little while, mister gepard.”
“angh… [your name], please, this isn’t appropriate…!”
“what’s wrong, mister gepard sir?” your face bearing the innocence of an angel, you cock your head at him as if you’re not milking his cock dry. through your panties (blue and white stripes, gepard’s mind unnecessarily observes, and he blushes) your pussy lips hug his throbbing cock between them, and you let out a keen moan when his fat head grinds against your clit. “but you looked so hungry! i thought maybe i’d let your friend have a taste.”
his big hands clench the sheets behind them, trying to stop himself from grabbing your hips. he grits his teeth and he looks up at you with a desperate pleading look. “please, dear,” he near begs. “you shouldn’t be doing this with a man my age.”
he’s in the early stages of his 30s, you’re barely 20. he’s lived an entire decade more than you, have touched and broken the hearts of women older than you, have tasted and succumbed to the pleasure of bodily desire more than you have— gepard can imagine that you barely had your first kiss. it’s like he’s taking advantage of you, even when you’re the one who unbuttoned his pants and pulled his erection out of them. he doesn’t want this, doesn’t like this— even when his breath goes ragged at the heat of your warm pussy.
“but!” you pout, and you squelch your cunt against an angry vein running along the side of his dick. you’re so fucking wet, it’s unimaginable. are all young pussies like this, or do you just want him that bad? he throws his head back when you drip all over him. “i’ve always admired you, mister gepard. you’re so handsome and gentlemanly, and then i catch you looking at me like that. don’t you think it’s unfair for you to reject me like that?”
“i—! a-ah…?!” a sharp moan comes out from him when you thumb the slit of his dick. “it’s no good for someone like me to… ngh… to chase after you. it’s— it’s wrong!” his protests barely reach you as you marvel at the heat in your palm. it’s sooo big, and your thumb and index finger can only slightly touch each other. you drag your throbbing cunny again, making sure to coat the entire length in your own slick. gepard whimpers with every drag, eyes peeking out from behind his hands as he watches you debauch your body with his perverted length. it’s disgusting, he shouldn’t be doing this to you–!
you can barely control yourself as you sit back and admire his cock, shiny with your slick and throbbing needily. a gentle graze of your finger already has it twitching like mad.
“poor thing…” you say in pity. “looks like you need a loooot of help, mister gepard.”
“please, [your name], dear.” he sounds breathless as he begs you not to do this to yourself. his heart beats louder and louder as he watches you prop yourself up with a cunning smile, and tease your hole with his leaky tip. you grab onto his chest for support, looking down at him like an angel-turned-devil.
“this is my thanks for protecting us from the eternal freeze~” no no no no, the tip of his length is sinking into you, and the pulse of your warm pussy is making him lose his mind by the second. his thighs are shaking as he controls himself to not plunge it all in. you’re not a monster, gepard, he scolds himself. just tell them to stop. they’re a sweet kid, they’ll un–
“f– fuck!” gepard yells out when you sink onto the rest of his length, and his back is arched while you smile in ecstasy after finally taking the whole thing. “[y - your name]...! you…!”
licking your lips, your hand trails down to your stretched out cunny, spreading your legs as you show off the pussy lips that have taken in his dick. it’s a perverse, filthy sight. it’s exactly the kind of thing the landaus have taught him not to fallen prey to. he was to marry a gentlewoman, of proper breeding, and make love to her in a noble and loving way.
but here he is, breath cut short as he stares wide-eyed at you. you and your pussy dripping around his throbbing length, hands stretching your lips so you can show it all off and remind him just how much he’s fallen.
and with the way you look at him, he thinks he was wrong in even thinking you were ever a good kid.
FROM: yan! afab! househusband! kuni / afab! reader
SUBJECT: kuni thinks you're cheating, and the usual hysteria ensues. this relationship has got lots of red flags, like exhibit a: you absolutely dig it when he chokes you out.
( jealousy, choking, masochistic behavior <- reader, reader's kinda crazy in love, scara is too, toxic relationship, is it toxic tho when you both dig it, tribbing, pussy eating, doujin shit once again )
your pretty lil husband is honestly too pretty for his own good.
when you first met him, your seatmate in highschool with too much talent and too little humility, you instantly became a sucker for those haughty purple eyes. you tried to be nice— you can't be a scholarship student acting like a delinquent, now can you?— but scara was… mean. cruel, even. he sneered whenever you were within the vicinity, claiming he might pass out from the stench of gutter, and laughed when you tried to ask him to teach you the lesson.
"is the charity student trying to leech off of me?" he had said one time. "you'd be better off cleaning dishes in my house than wasting your time trying to get a future you'll never have."
you think that was the catalyst… of whatever you've become. because as soon as he walked out the door and your friends came scurrying over trying to comfort you, the old [y. name] died, and something more perverse took over.
you wanted him to ruin you.
you're not a masochist, by all means. you like your arms clean, your neck unmarked, but fuck it's just so fucking different when scara— kuni, now— has his pretty hands wrapped tightly around your bare throat.
"admit it!" he screams, glaring at you with tears and an unmatched expression of hatred and betrayal. "you're fucking your boss, i fucking know it!"
you're grinning, even as your vision becomes blurry from the deprivation of air. laughing, actually, though they barely register in your ears now. you want him carnally that it's actually become instinct. you should be prying his hands off, screaming for help, but you're desperate for more.
"you know that's not right, baby," you coo. "you're the only one i love. i swear to archons and beyond, you're the only person i'd ever love."
then the grip he has on you softens, though the bitterness in his eyes hasn't quite calmed yet. of course you love him— if you hadn't, you would have filed for a divorce long ago with all the shit he does to you. but you dig it, you're fucking in love with him and the way he treats you, and you'd think that he should've known this a long time ago already. but he isn't because kuni's fucking crazy.
guess what, you're even fucking crazier.
"you're a liar," he whispers to you. his purple hair brushes your cheek as he stares down at you eerily. "i don't believe you."
with the way you're grinning like a goddamn maniac? you don't blame him. but you feel that same grin split your cheek as it widens, and your cunt drooling as he straddles you.
"sorry then," you croak, hearts in your eyes like your husband isn't one choke away from killing you. "how do i make it up to you then, babe?"
usually it's you who's eating out scara like a man starved, pinching and rubbing at his t-dick as you watch him scream and rut into your mouth. he forces you to make out with his pussy by pulling your hair towards it, breathless whines about how good you make him feel and how he wants more. now the tables have turned, and it's scara digging his nails into your thighs and fucking your pussy with his tongue like there's no tomorrow. he has none of the care you have when you eat him out, but still all with all the passion and fervor.
"you're mine, you're mine, you're mine, you're mine!" scara growls against your leaking cunt, slurping your essence and letting it smear on his lips. you're in love with the image before you— kuni's angry and teary eyes glaring up at you, lips shiny with slick. "you're supposed to be my partner! i'm the one you married!"
"y–yeah, you are, kuni!" you whimper as he plunges two delicate fingers into your warm hole and curls them. "you're the only one i'll ever love!"
now you could obviously make him a tad more jealous. tease him with some lies about fucking your boss like how he assumes. that'd probably break him and push him over the edge, set an even harder pace that both you and him would enjoy. but you can't bring yourself to say such repulsive things, not when they're against the very nature of your existence. so instead you plead and whisper your love to him while he berates and admonishes you, and you enjoy every single second of it.
he sets a cruel and hard pace, pounding away at you just as good as any dick. you can feel his eyes watching your expression, and you want to watch him too. but the way he has you writhing and arching on your bed, panting as you rut into his fingers— why, you can barely even make sense of the ceiling.
"ggghhh, ngh, kuniii~♡" you whine, sobbing as you rock back into his cruel fingers. "close, close, m' so cloooseee!" archons, you're on another plane of euphoria as he keeps hitting that spot again and again and again. you're seeing stars, and you can hear your keened pitch mixed with lighthearted laughter. close… so close…!
then his fingers pull away, and you scream-sob at the loss of pleasure. dick. but not unexpected. but what a fucking dick.
he smirks down at you, a mirror image of that sadistic high school student you fell in love with years ago. these days he's softened, more huffy and shrieky, but this just proves that he's still got that bully streak you fell for. "you're not cumming without me," he whispers, staring straight at you as his fingers slip into the waistband of his shorts. he pulls it down to reveal his smooth thighs and hairless pussy, and fuck you could come from just the sight alone.
fluttering pink pussy crying slick down his thighs, he shallowly dips two fingers into his hole as his half-lidded eyes eat up your panting and shaking fugure. "you're so pretty," he murmurs, lifting one leg to straddle you again. you groan as you feel his bare cunt squishing against your skin. "it makes sense why so many people want you… you're cool, you're hardworking, and you have this…thing that makes people obsessed with you." he caresses your cheek, twirling a strand of hair around his fingers. "it's worked on me. worked on those stupid men in high school. even at work i can see those filthy cretin staring at you as if you don't have a ring on your finger."
you shiver when his voice dips into a hateful hiss. before you can even ask how he knows that people at work stare, he leans in for a kiss. it's cute and simple at first, the ones that kuni gives when you walk out the door because he's too shy to give anything more. but then it becomes more fervent and passionate, the sum of all his hate and annoyance towards anyone who'd dare lay their eyes on you. he bites at your lip, clashes his teeth against yours, sucks on your tongue till you're sobbing into the kiss. when he pulls away, it's with a triumphant smirk as he stares at your tear-streaked face.
"not laughing right now, are you?" he sneers, wiping the spit on his lips with the back of his hand. "don't worry, babe." he laughs at the foreign endearment. "i'll fuck you so hard you'll be my brainless, laughing slut at the end of the night, yeah?"
"kuni," you whimper, not even trying to be shameless about it when you try to roll back against his sopping cunt. "i love you, only you. you know that!"
his eyes visibly soften, and once more he's just kuni, not scara. "i know," he murmurs, positioning himself at your cunt. your breath hitches when you can feel the heat of his slit on yours. just bareely touching, and you're going crazy over how close to pleasure you are. "you like to act like you're the one calling the shots around the house, fool yourself into thinking that you're the breadwinner while your pretty lil wife waits at home for you stewing in his jealousy and obsession. when in reality…"
his smirk grows as he watches your heart-eyed expression. "you're just as fucking obsessed with me as i am with you, huh?"
not waiting for a response, he grinds his cunt into you, and both of you keen at the same time. he keeps thrusting into your heat, sliding your folds together and letting the fluids slick against each other. lewd squelching fills the air as you two pant and groan against each other, pussy lips making out with each other. you see stars everytime his clit meets yours, and when he sees your head throw back, he grins and grinds down once again for added measure.
"you're so, hah, fucking wet…" kuni simpers, trying his best to sound stable even though his tongue's just barely peeking out from the pleasure. "nggh, are you that turned on from me manhandling you? i could feel your slick through your panties when i was choking you." you let out a eager moan when his pussy slides just right against yours. "archons… i knew you were fucked up."
"s–sorry," you pant out, trying to match his rhythm. he grabs your leg and stills it, shooting you a cocky glance as he continues to lead the pace.
"hmph, apologizing for something you can't and won't change?" gosh, gosh, gosh, his pussy squelches against yours, and even more when he starts rubbing his own clit. you can feel his slick coming out in small spurts. "don't worry. i like it that way. you're fucked up just for me, right?"
"mmhmm," your body is shaking as you nod. "all for you. just for you, kuni."
"you'd kill for me, right?" you nod even more passionately. the expression on his face is downright wicked. "if i told you to drive a knife through your bastard of a boss, you'd do that, right?"
"anything for my pretty husband," you murmur, eyes fixed on kuni's finger rubbing his engorged clit. when they pull away, the trace of slick connects them both. "i love you too much, kuni."
there it is. you've been doing nothing but whisper of your undying love for him all night, but this confession was the one to hit the spot. he didn't want you to just love him. he wanted to make sure that you could think of nothing but your love for him, to attach your soul to his like how he had the moment you two kissed on that school rooftop. he'd burn down the world for you— he wanted you to do the same.
smiling in triumph, he shoots you a haughty look— as if he wasn't just insecure about this and he was so sure of your love for him all this time. "of course you do," he sneers. "where would you be without me?"
going back to his rough pace, he continues to rock into your heat. his fingers slide from his clit to yours, and he rubs circles on it to coax a climax out of you. "come on," he pants. "you're gonna come for me, right? squirt all over my pussy, yeah? i'm so wet for you, only you. you better pay me back."
"cum, cum, cummingggg~♡" you sob. your hands find his and your fingers intertwine. you don't see it, but his eyes widen with the slightest inch before pouting in an adorable blush. "ku~uniii, 'm gonna cumm~!"
"on my pussy, come on," he groans. "let it all out."
something in your stomach snaps, and you're arching into his heat too as kuni tugs on your clit and you start squirting all over him. he makes sure to press his pussy against yours even harder, kissing your lower lips so that his hole can swallow up every drop from you.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, you're so hot," kuni hisses. he pulls away from you and swings his leg over your mouth. he's absolutely fucking dripping— with your slick or his, you don't know, don't care. he pulls your hair to lead your mouth against that pretty pink hole, fluttering eagerly for you to make out with. "come on, bitch," he hisses. "give me a proper apology. eat me out, just like that, yeah, come on."
he doesn't need to order you around— it's basic instinct for you to eat such a warm cunt when it's in front of you. he's rocking against you as your tongue fucks in and out of that hole, head thrown back in ecstasy. "archons, you eat me out so good. ugh, mmngh, cum, cumming~♡"
biting slightly at his clit and tugging it, you elicit a high-pitched squeak form him before opening your mouth. he squirts slick into your mouth too, pressing down to force you to swallow everything he has to offer. you can hear him laughing and groaning above you, smiling down at you in that manic smile he wears when caught in the throes of mind-numbing pleasure.
pulling at your hair, he tugs you away from his cunt with a lewd squelch, and grins down at you.
"put your boss on video call," he demands, taking pleasure in the way your eyes widen but dilate in pure lust. "i'm sure he'd be happy to see two pussies fucking each other for him.
SUBJECT : after fucking the brains out of your masters, cyno and tighnari senses that’s something amiss. they suspect foul play and it has something to do with the cute stranger following them around. little do they know that you’re just a cute, innocent slime– well, as cute as you can be when you’re breaking them in.
LINK : (1) kavetham
( back with the monster doujin agenda bitches; dubcon; throat fucking (tighnari); multiple tongues (tighnari); prostate teasing (nari); i might have a thing for prostates idk; smut is making me discover myself; tentacles; knotting; my inexperience bleeds thru my writing; ahegao; mindbreak )
when the gang meet up for another one of their friendly tavern meetings (usually forced into a genius invokation showdown by cyno), tighnari and cyno senses something off about their seniors. for one, kaveh doesn’t immediately jump on the opportunity to send a disdainful comment at alhaitham’s way, nor does the scribe make the effort to make a snide remark about kaveh’s drinking. instead, they make eye contact, blush, and avert their eyes.
cyno and tighnari raise their eyebrows at each other. “maybe they finally resolved the underlying sexual tension,” cyno suggests, to which tighnari gives him a hard nudge on his side. the mahamatra hides his snigger under his cards, but behind them he narrows his eyes to observe his seniors a bit more.
the conversation with them is stilted— the two roommates are distracted and dazed, and they have to snap them out of it every minute or so just to bring them back to the topic at hand. sometimes they whisper to each other, uncharacteristically forgetting about tighnari's hypersensitive ears, but thanks to that he hears some interesting things.
"where are they?" alhaitham hisses to kaveh, to which the blonde looks frantic and confused.
"i don't know!" he whispers back, albeit more worried than his counterpart. "what if they got lost? or attacked? ah… maybe i should pick them up. this is all your fault!"
"my fault for training them to fit into human society? please," haitham scoffs. "if they're gonna live in my house then i expect them to—” suddenly, the tavern doors slowly creak open, and a shy head pops out to survey the room. the duo immediately snap their heads to look, and the newcomer brightens up when they lay their eyes on them.
cyno and tighnari watch as they rush towards the two and engulf them in a hug, nearly knocking them from their chairs. their speech is incomprehensible to them, like gurgles, but it seems that kaveh and alhaitham understand it enough to hold a fretted conversation with them. kaveh is fussing over them, checking their body for any injuries, while alhaitham demands a full report on their day.
“went to the market, like masters told me to!” the newcomer beams up at them. they hold up the bag they were carrying, full of groceries, and kaveh coos and brings them in for a tight hug.
“oh you poor, poor thing!” kaveh bemoans, tearing up at your innocent smile before shooting haitham a sharp glare. “i cannot believe you sent them out like that without telling me! you know they don’t know anything yet!”
haitham is about to retort, before cut off by the stares of their two juniors. “uh, excuse me,” cyno speaks up, staring blankly at the obviously non-human entity in front of him. “is that your child?”
haitham and kaveh choke. you smile even brighter.
✧.* TIGHNARI
TIGHNARI whose gift of being hypersensitive to everything lets him know what exactly type of creature you are when you walk through the tavern doors. it should be obvious, with how your body jiggles and the muffled squelching from your sandaled feet. the baggy clothes do well to hide most of your body, but TIGHNARI is one of the best researchers, and there’s no use hiding anything from him.
you’re a slime, but one that he hasn’t seen before. haitham detects TIGHNARI’s curious gaze and clears his throat. he explains how kaveh picked you up and how you revealed your ability to shift into a humanoid form (though he leaves out the filthy details for his dignity’s sake), and makes a request: that TIGHNARI look after you. there are many things that they don’t know about you and your special condition, and who better to trust this topic of research to than amurta’s leading researcher? haitham expresses that it’d be nice if they could take their hands off you for a while, and when TIGHNARI asks why, the pair averts their gaze and mumbles something about you being too distracting.
TIGHNARI who brings you to ghandarva ville and starts inspecting you. you let out a bubbly laugh every time he pokes and prods you, and even a few surprised squeaks when he touches the more sensitive spots. he observes how you vocalize and how your jelly constitution contributes to how warbly your speech sounds. you are made out of elemental energy, just like how normal slimes are, and yet he can’t grasp on how the hell you’re like this. some sort of experiment maybe?
whatever you are, TIGHNARI deems you useful enough to help around the village for your stay. he can’t have you revealing your identity to the villagers just yet, so you’re usually cooped up inside his home. the extra limbs you can make is useful, and you serve as a good cushion whenever collei drops something. he does feel bad for imprisoning you somewhat, so he makes a point to return to you as soon as possible. when he comes back, he can usually find you in your round slime form moping on his bed, only to quickly revert to your humanoid form when he walks through the door. un(?)fortunately, shifting shapes doesn’t exactly give you any clothes, so whenever you leap on him to welcome him back, he usually gets a faceful of chest.
TIGHNARI who one day comes home more tired than usual, stressed out by a group of stupid adventurers who angered a pack of rishboland tigers. he wants nothing more than to sleep, and apparently you can sense that, with how you slowly approach him. his tired eyes note how worried you look and he puts that info aside for later. “tired?” you cock your head, observing his slumped shoulders and drooping eyes. “i can help! have helped masters kaveh ‘n haitham before!” he thinks you’re offering a massage, because what else could you be offering? so he nods and lies down for you to do your work.
TIGHNARI who absolutely does not expect a cold tendril to snake under his clothes, and he yelps when he feels your weight on top of him. you’re smiling down at him with your usual innocent, brain empty one, but he feels something darker in your gaze. you giggle when more tendrils come out of your back, and they carefully peel off his clothes (your masters have scolded you over and over again about melting their clothes) . “wh– [your name]!” TIGHNARI sounds panicked as you strip him, and tries to cover himself up as he blushes under your intense gaze. “this is nowhere near appropriate! stop this at once– ah!”
you peel off one hand off his chest and admire his lean muscles. he shivers when he feels your cold fingers lightly circle his hardening nipples before they trail down his sides until you firmly plant your hands at his waist. he tries to squirm out of your grip, trying to deny the heavy haze settling over his mind, but you only lightly laugh while you saddle him. “been very long~” you purr, nuzzling his face and pouting up at him. “haven’t fed from masters in a long time. nari will give me food, yeah?”
“f-food?” he lightly gasps in between your stroking. “i-if you want food, you could just ask meEE~! a-ah, stop that, y-you…!” too late, though. you’re licking and kissing all over his face, body grinding over his crotch as you shower him with your way of love. you grab his face with both hands to properly face you, and you eagerly devour his lips. your tongue parts his lips for you to dive in deeper, and TIGHNARI, giving in to the temptation, leans in towards the kiss.
you smile at this and press even deeper, your tongue wrapping his and stroking it up and down like it was cock. he should be ashamed at this filthy display, but he was too lost in the pleasure as he wraps his hands around you and brought you even closer. something sprouts from the back of your mouth– more tendrils– and his eyes widen when they join the single one in his mouth. more of them explore his mouth, obscene squelching noise reverberating in his head, and two even coil together to fuck his throat deep. the stimulation makes his toes curl and his fingers dig into your jelly mass till they’re sunk in deep.
when you finally pull away, TIGHNARI choking as the tendrils slither out of his throat, he looks up at you. you smile at your work– fluttering and hazy eyes, tongue out, heavy panting, and a deep blush. “wh-what was that…? what did you…?”
giggling at his curiosity, you open your mouth. “beh~” a multitude of tendrils squirm in your mouth, in place of where a human tongue should be. “master kaveh likes this very much! he trained me to do it~! and now, nari loves them too, yes?” he blushes harder, but he can’t find it in himself to deny it. ‘kaveh, you filthy degenerate…’ TIGHNARI makes a mental note to give him a good talking to later.
he finds himself staring at your tongues, rubbing his legs together as he remembers the pure ecstasy of fitting them all inside his mouth, and gulps. he's a respected amurta researcher, leader of the forest rangers… he shouldn't be lowering himself to such acts. but… but! TIGHNARI whimpers as he tries to soothe the fire inside him, his ears flattening. they felt so good… and well, this does count as research, right?
"[your name]..." he softly calls out, shyly taking his pants off as he stares at you hungrily. "p-please… i'll feed you even more, okay?" he can't believe what he's doing right now, but he slowly spreads his tiny asshole and looks at you pleadingly. "do it to me more, please ♡ ?"
soon, TIGHNARI finds his legs stretched up to his head, and the mischievous grin you give him as you eye his pink hole. there's something so deliciously depraved about this position and how it leaves him vulnerable to your attacks, and he can only watch through fingers as he hides his face. he watches as you lean in and lick his hole a few times, wetting and teasing it altogether, and gasps everytime your tongue passes over it. when he grinds into your mouth hoping you’ll do something… more, you laugh at him before finally fucking him with your tongues.
TIGHNARI who has his back arched beautifully, gasping and moaning as he stares wide-eyed at the ceiling. “ah~can’t b-believe this feels so– ah!-- so gooood~♡” the feeling of two tongues coiled around each other, thrusting in and out of his ass like another form of cock, has him seeing stars. perhaps it’s his animal instincts, but he quickly gets hooked on the feeling, and he grinds his ass in time to the thrusting of your tongues. “oooh, ngh, deeperrr~ go even deeper~♡” he grabs your jelly hair and starts moving your head back and forth, using you like a dildo so he can satisfy himself.
he knows you can go deeper, that you have the ability to shove your tongue so deep you’ll form a new womb. but you don’t, and he knows it’s on purpose by the mischievous glint in your eyes. “ooh ♡ wh-what are you doing…?” he sobs, thrusting your head harder as he tries to make you hit his prostate. “it’s not enough, not enough! make me cum, make me cum pleaseee!” but you’re always just an inch too short, barely grazing over the bundle of nerves but never truly touching. TIGHNARI hiccups as he grows even more frustrated.
you slip out of his grasp, as fluid as the slime that you are, and smile innocently at him. “nnoooo can dooo~” slowly, you finally align your cock at his hole, the tip nudging against the hungry little thing. “can’t have nari cum yet~ studied so much for him~”
“s- study…?” only when he finally takes a peek at your cock, does he understand the meaning behind your words. a fat pair of balls, and a large, throbbing cock with a knot at its base. ah, you naughty little slime… you must have been reading his animal biology books while he was away, weren’t you? he doubts you understood anything from his complicated textbooks, but no doubt you used the images for reference.
he swipes a tongue on his lower lip, and uses his hands to present you his needy hole. ah~ he can’t help it at all~ he’s a man, a male fox hybrid… so why are the instincts of a vixen overcoming him? his mindless heart eyes stare hungrily at your cock, and pushes against the tip in hopes that you finally get to fuck him.
NARI who doesn’t think anything but your cock and your cock alone, who’s presenting himself like a bitch in heat. through his tears of frustration, he sobs for you to finally set him free from this agonizing torture. “[your name]~” he whines, like the debauched bitch that he is. “breed me, breed me pleaseeee ♡”
✧.* CYNO
CYNO who feels the same feeling of oddness from tighnari as he did from haitham and kaveh. when he goes to visit you and his friend, he can see the blush on the fox hybrid’s face whenever you’re brought up. he averts his eyes and fiddles with his fingers, looking away from him in an attempt to hide his growing blush. it’s exactly how guilt criminals act like, and his interest only piques.
when tighnari leaves for a patrol, CYNO enters his home to take a look at you. he doesn’t know what exactly tighnari has done with you, but it must be something bad to get the ever-collected researcher to act this distracted. he sees you in the normal slime form, that round squishy ball of cuteness, and a small surprised squeak from you when you see him has you morphing into a human form. a sound of surprise escapes him when you morph– naked body and all– and when you hug him, literally melting into him, he freezes. now he understands tighnari’s reaction.
CYNO who has you kneeling down the floor and is about to lecture you on the importance of clothes until you pout up at him, and he can’t help falling for that cuteness. “thought cy came to play with me?” an arrow struck his conscience. “why is cy so mad with me…?” another arrow struck his conscience. he doesn’t really have the heart to make you suffer through a lecture when you’re just a slime who barely knows the ways of humans. he sighs, a palm to his head, and decides to just observe you for now.
ecstatic to be closer to your masters’ and nari’s friend, you quickly show him around tighnari’s house. it’s something that CYNO has seen a thousand times before, but there are some added furniture for you. there’s a hammock by the window for you to sleep on (you add that nari is too shy to sleep with you, much to the general’s added interest), plants that serve as your snacks that nari cultivated to have elemental energy, and you pull out some of tighnari’s textbooks that you say you read in your spare time. judging by the way you keep pointing at the illustrations, there’s no doubt you can read a single letter of human language. but you’re cute when you happily describe the pictures anyway, so CYNO smiles fondly.
“here!” you flip to a page on animal biology and point to a jackal, then points at the headpiece that CYNO put away by the door. “reminds me of you!” he hums, scootching to you closer to get a better look. you don’t have any heat like how a human should, nor do you have the temperature of a pyro or cryo slime. dendro and geo slimes have this earthy scent to them while you’re scentless, you don’t zap him like how an electro slime does, and you’re clearly not anemo since you’re made out of some liquid. he should check on nari’s research on you later.
“and this!” you flip to another page, and CYNO suddenly starts choking on his spit. a picture of two jackals mating takes up a quarter of the page, and he hurriedly closes the book. he can’t have an innocent thing like you looking at such things! when he looks at you to warn you about these kinds of things, he’s greeted by your lusty leer as you press your noses together. “... they remind me of you too, cy~no~♡”
CYNO who you quickly consume with your smile, the lower half of his body completely seated in your jelly body, while the upper half leans on your chest as a cushion. you give him no time to struggle as you wrap your arms around his lean chest and lean in to lick his ear. he shudders at the new sensation, gasping as your tongue pokes and prods just at the hole. he’s clinging to your hand as you tease and blow his ear, and you giggle when a particular puff of air sends him shuddering in your touch.
“cyno~” you hum, one hand to trail down and twist his nipple. he moans at the sudden pain, and you take it as a sign to continue further. you pinch and tug at his cute brown areolas, giggling when his jaw slacks as he continues to moan and drool. “cyno is very cute~ like masters haitham and kaveh~ and nari-nari too~♡”
it should come as a shame to him, for the general mahamatra to succumb to such pleasures and be downgraded with a label like ‘cute.’ but he finds himself only nuzzling into your hand when you cup his cheeks, and moaning when you press a sloppy kiss to his cheeks. “gh~♡ i… i don’t understand this feeling~” he pants into your mouth, looking at you with a lust half-lidded gaze. “‘s all too– a-ahh… ♡– too muchhh~”
“hmm… cyno’s never had sex before?” his inital judgment was wrong— you were nowhere near innocent. “that’s okay~! i can teach cyno sex like the maker taught me!” giggling, you tighten the mass around CYNO’s cock and watch as he gasps and sinks even deeper into your chest. “first, you go shhlick!” CYNO gasps when he feels multiple tendrils slowly enter his ass, slowly thrusting in and out to accomodate the slowly growing length inside him.
“h-huh?” while the slime inside him slowly expands, CYNO’s eyes widen when he sees a little bump on his stomach, and he hurriedly puts his palm on it as if to push it down. “wh-what’s going on? why… why is my stomach like… like that?”
you giggle at his confusion and panic, pressing a sweet kiss on his ear to which he shudders at. “cy-cy is very innocent, hm?” you gently clasp his shaking hand and slowly caress the little bump. “that is my cock inside you! and soon…~” you thrust up, eliciting a girly yelp from the white-haired man. “soon, my baby will be there too!”
before he can even question your words, your slimy length starts pounding him up and down. each thrust his prostate, and CYNO can barely process his feelings right now as you continue driving the slime deep into his ass. his legs shake while sunk deep into your slime, and through the translucent [color] mass he can see his hard cock leaking pre-cum. “o-ooh~♡ f-feels so goood ♡” his shaky moans is almost lost in the indecent wet slapping of your sex, and his eyes roll backwards when you squeeze the jelly around his cock. “ahhh~ah, ah, ah fuu~ck ♡ ooh, yeah, fuck me deeper into my hole pleeasseeee– thank you thankyouthankyouthankyouuuu ♡♡”
soon, you press CYNO onto his chest, your slime body beneath him accommodating his nipples by creating suction holes that suckle on them nonstop. his sweaty back faces you, and in the back of his mind, he’s thankful enough that you don’t have to see the absolutely fucked-out look he’s been wearing this entire time.
“cyno is very good at sex~” you hum, lovingly stroking his hair while you continue thrust into him like a beast. “you can cum into me, then you’ll be just like my masters and the others~♡”
✧.* IT’S A THREESOME!
you lean back on TIGHNARI’s chair, enjoying the show before you. two tentacles drive themselves deep into CYNO’s ass, leaving him no room to breath as they fuck a bump into his belly. sobbing at the overstimulation and sapped out of energy after being fucked for over an hour, his hands grip tighnari’s own as he incomprehensibly cries out pleas of mercy.
his friend, on the other hand, is a bit more energetic. tighnari grinds against the breeding cock fucking into him, a wide and satiated smile distorting his usually calm features. his rhythm is downright animalistic, and his eyes are only fixated on your knotted dick as he watches it slide in and out of his wet hole. he’s drooling, eyes empty with nothing but sexsexsex behind them, so in love with you and the pleasures you offer that they’ve morphed into hearts.
“p-please… breed me more, please ♡” nari can feel the knot slapping against his ass, and cyno watches in shame as his best friend sobs trying to shove the entire thing in. “kn-knot me, please ♡ fill me with pups… your pups ♡! [y-your name] i’m begging youuuu ♡”
you giggle behind them, suspending them midair as you and your limbs pull them closer to you. “you don’t have to think anymore cy-cy ♡” you hum, stroking his chin before kissing him deep. both of you can feel tighnari’s hungry stare as you and cyno share a sloppy kiss, and you soothe his growing jealousy by shifting your attention and kissing him too. while cyno sits by dazed, nari eagerly laps up all the slimes you have to offer, taking them in like a man in a desert. “no one has to think at all ♡”
they can feel your cocks pulsing inside them, evident in the way they begin to pound themselves on your lengths. while cyno struggles to take your squirming tentacles to their base, tighnari’s broken laughter fills the air as he readies himself to take in that breeding knot. soon enough, hot and viscous slime erupt inside them, and their bodies arch in a silent scream as they feel you giving them more than they could take.
the general goes slack in your hold, body twitching and spasming as the tentacles spurt more wave after wave of sweet nectar inside him. tighnari releases a moan of relief as you force the knot all the way in, and when you pull, he squeaks as he gets pulled alongside your cock. he gives you a pouty glare whilst his partner stares slack-jawed at the ceiling.
ah~ if only your creator could see you right now, fulfilling the very reason you were born to do. you wonder if he’ll be very proud of you, to have the four of the finest men in sumeru succumb to your temptations. he had always told you that you were less slime and more of a demon, anyway. you don’t exactly know what a ‘demon’ is, but judging by the happy and satisfied looks on your friends’ faces, you’re sure that it’s something that makes humans verryyy happy, right ♡ ?
hiiiii!! if you do sub readers, can you do a sub ditzy/dumb slime reader who gets fucked by kaveh and alhaitham? if you don’t wanna you don’t have to, but thanks for reading this!! nd i really loved the other slime reader fics!!
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ACTIN' LIKE A DAMN HYPOCRITE !
FROM: kaveh / gn! slime! reader / haitham
SUBJECT: you did something wrong and now you're fucked. literally. except i did not do the request and it became kaveh and haitham fighting over you while you get plowed and haitham's a hypocrite the entire time.
( gn reader but they have a CÙNT, seeex, idk this is pretty tame bois )
no matter how endearing you are— all of your gurgly-voiced, innocent-eyed adorableness— one cannot just let you roam free without some sort of discipline. after all, who knows what you're capable of? you're a humanoid slime that kaveh picked out of nowhere, that alone should raise some bells, and plus the fact that you were sucking the living soul out of their dicks every day should warrant you a damn collar.
alhaitham raises his brow at his roommate, who coddles and coos at you in your slime form. "this is why the pesky thing keeps thrashing our room. you spoil them too much."
kaveh stops babbling to you in baby-talk just to shoot his roommate a glare. "oh, shush you. even if they look like a human, they're still a slime through and through. it can't be helped that they'll be a little rowdy every now and then. it's part of their nature!"
"if their nature is going to cost me 10,000 mora for renovation, then it becomes quite the inconvenience for me, i'm afraid," haitham deadpans, shutting his book and leveling his senior with a stern stare. "as the one who found them, do you even have the means to get that money right now?"
kaveh winces. "well, i... i'll manage somehow. somehow." his tone becomes pitiful at the end. finally realizing that he has to teach his little pet some manners so that they won't keep bankrupting him, he turns you around and tries to muster the harshest glare that he can. you notice that the situation has become serious, and in his hands you slowly morph into your humanoid form as you tilt your head innocently.
"kav... eh?" you gurgle in questioning, wide innocent eyes looking up at him. "did i do something wrong?"
"yes, dear," he starts, and he reddens when he notices haitham's amused expression from the corner of his eye. "that was very naughty of you, to destroy haitham's study while we were away. we... i..." he heaves a breath, wincing as he continues to speak. "we need to punish you. you've been a very bad slime."
"we?" haitham cocks a brow.
"oh come on!" kaveh groans. "i know you want in too!"
he's not wrong about that. not when haitham's deep groans sound throughout the room as he's fucking your wet pussy like his life depended on it. it was nice, to be the one fucking instead of being fucked. he still had his pride after all, even if you had stripped him of it countless of times before.
he pinches your clit as he grinds his cock deep into your cunt. you let out a squeal, a cross between surprise and pleasure as you start leaking more and more slime around his cock. he's always been a petty jerk, and it's become more obvious when he relishes in the cloudy expression on your usually clueless face. the face of his dreams and nightmares, staring down at him as he drowns in his own shameless pleasure as if they haven't stripped him of all his dignity.
he swipes a thumb across your lip— relishes it when you shiver in pleasure from his touch— and dips it into your mouth. "this is how you ought to look like everyday," he says, serious eyes studying your face as you whimper and suck on his thumb. "brainless monsters like you should just sit still and submit like a good pet."
"don't be so mean!" kaveh admonishes his roommate, giving him the side eye as if he's not sat behind you and torturing your chest with those delicate fingers. "we're just disciplining them. you don't have to demean them like that!"
haitham shoots him a glare and kaveh, not one to back down from haitham, glares right back. "you don't have the right to talk, " he spits, glaring moodily down at your fucked expression. "you brought this one into our home and allowed it to destroy both of our lives."
"oh please," kaveh sneers. in his aggravation, he pinches your perky nipples so hard that you let out a small sob as he abuses them. "destroy? more like destroying your ass." his smirk widens when haitham blushes angrily. "we both know that after your done plowing my cute lil [y. name] you're going back to taking their dick in your ass."
haitham clicks his tongue, venting his frustration by rutting too deep into you. he's close, kaveh can see it, if the white liquid leaking from his head and floating in your slme torso was any indication. "as if you don't do that either," haitham snaps.
"well, i'm not a bitch about it," kaveh scoffs.
"you act like damn slut when it comes to [y. name]."
you rock up and down against kaveh while you whine and moan from haitham's rough handling. kaveh pecks a loving kiss on your cheek, snuggling into your neck, and you whine back as you try to find his lips again. kaveh grins at haitham.
"better than acting like you don't get bitched everyday."
haitham growls, but says nothing more. once he's done turning your body into his creamy white, he's coming after kaveh.
SUBJECT: you’re back home in mondstadt, and your three very identical, yet so different, lovers have come to welcome you back. in their own special way, of course ♡
(4some, selfcest, reader is referred to as they/them but has a cóck, overstimulation, overuse of heart lmao, made this sound like a doujinshi, rimming, nipple play, anál séx, humping, anál fingering, 3way kiss, you fuck all three of em)
You don’t know how normal it is for having a relationship with three boys who look exactly the same.
You’d like to add that they’re also essentially the same, especially the first two, but you think Rubedo wouldn’t like that. Given his past and the inferiority complex he still displays towards the ‘perfect’ copy, it’d be best for you not to say anything like that at all. And, well, they’re really only the same in genetic makeup and looks… not so much in personality at all.
“I’m back!” You call into the cavern, slinging your backpack onto a nearby chair. It’s the same old books and shelves, potions boiling on the alchemy kit, and the half-done painting on the canvas. A familiar face pops from behind the makeshift bed you set up before, his teal eyes blinking widely at you.
You smile, immediately knowing who else could be behind that sweet and naive look. “Hello, Fell,” you coo, opening your arms wide to invite him. He springs right into them, nuzzling his face into your chest and wrapping his arm around your torso. You laugh slightly, combing his fluff hair.
“[Your Name],” he almost whines. “You were gone for so long… Didn’t think you’d come back at all.”
Ah. Fell’s pout pulls at your heartstrings, and a silent apology is given in the form of a tighter hug. To think you’re now this affectionate towards the Cryo Whooperflower that had posed as Albedo and attacked you and the Traveler before. He did try to kill the two of you and some others, but now that you know better, as he was just fulfilling the orders given to him by his creator.
“Oh? Look who came back,” a biting voice snarks from behind you. You turn to look and see the other two enter the camp, as well as the glare from the red-tinted one as he crosses his arms at you. Speaking of creators, Rubedo’s eyes hold you in disdain as his scowl deepens. “You think you can just leave one moment and come back just like that, no consequences whatsoever? Who do you think you are?”
“Ru,” you sigh. “I’ve been sending letters to you guys while I was in Liyue. It’s not like I forgot about you guys.” Fell seems to hug you even tighter, so you soothe his pale blonde locks once again.
“Is that so? Then why haven’t I gotten any of them?”
“Albedo?” You look at the last remaining homunculus, furrowing your brow in confusion. “Did you not give Ru or Fell any of my letters?”
“So you mail him but not me or Fell? This is blatant favoritism.”
“You’re not even a citizen of Mondstadt,” you pointedly state. “You don’t have an address to mail to.”
“I didn’t,” Albedo finally answers your question. He picks up the mentioned letters from his bag and waves it in the air as if nothing happened. “They never asked. You never told me.”
You sigh deeply, already feeling tired even on your first day back in Mondstadt. You know that’s not the case, if the sly smile he hides behind the mail is anything to go by. Calm and collected the Chief Alchemist may always seem, he had always been a tad possessive and jealous. The others are too, but Albedo’s position in life gives him advantages like the one right now.
Rubedo clicks his tongue at his copy. “Fell, let’s go. It’s clear these two don’t want anything to do with us.”
“H-Huh?” Fell cocks his head in confusion. “But I don’t wanna…”
“C’mon now, Ru.” You stretch a hand towards him, inviting him ito your arms too. “What if I make this up to you, hm? All of you.”
He huffs. “You’re sorely mistaken if you think you can just seduce me like that.”
“Ngh— Ah, f-fuck ♡”
The rhythmic slap of skin against skin echoes throughout the cavern as you plunge your thick length into Ru’s warm ass over and over again. Muffled moans flutter from his mouth as he grips onto the sheets for some sort of stability, but it’s hard when you keep pushing his head down so you can fuck even deeper into him.
“Heh,” you snicker, seeing Ru’s dazed eyes while he helplessly moans like a slut. “How’s this for an apology, hm?”
Your words seem to snap him out from his mindless state, as his eyes suddenly focus and narrow back at you. “Y-you think that just ‘cause you’re good at s-sEX” —his voice cracks when you grind ito the part you know he loves so much— “that warrants forgiveness from me?”
“Well, Albedo and Fell seem to think so.”
Behind you, Fell humps his cock on your ass, mindlessly panting as he plays with his nipples. With no thoughts other than sex, he’s heedless of the drool coming from his lips. He flicks the tiny little nubs, puffy from the sessions you would endlessly torture them. Every flick and twist sends electricity through his body, spurting more precum on your ass until you’re absolutely dripping with it. Is this even pre anymore? you think, but your thoughts are cut off when the tip teases your entrance.
“F-Fell…” Your legs stutter, accidentally pushing deep into Ru. Surprised by the sudden change of rhythm, his legs kick the air, his back arching as he tries to welcome every inch you’re giving. “Y-You wanna… heh, you wanna come inside?”
Fell whines, a positively beautiful sound. He embraces you, nodding into your skin and looking up at you with teary eyes. “Wanna fuck you… wanna come inside…”
“Hngh, [Your Name]~ ♡“ The needy little one who’s currently bucking his hips as you finger his ass hasn’t stopped begging and whining for you ever since this fucking session started. “Deeper ♡ Fasterrr ♡ O-Oooh~♡” Albedo shudders when you curl your fingers into that spot and pump them harder. “Th-That’s it, haah, more of that, please!”
You grin. “Poor thing, you’re absolutely debauched. Missed me that much?”
Albedo nods while he continues to match the rhythm of your fingers. “Missed you, ah, so, so much ♡ Touched myself while I read your letters… Didn’t want the others to find out, so I hid it from them.” At this revelation, you pull your fingers out, and his eyes go wide at the emptiness. “Wh- What are you doing…? Don’t pull away, please. Need it, need it, need it…”
You slap his ass, the sound so sudden and hard it makes the others flinch. Albedo bites back his sob by stuffing his mouth with his fist. You massage the reddening flesh, looking at him disappointedly. “Bad boy… So you mean to say that you came all over my letters? Letters that I wrote for all three of you? The ones that don’t even have a trace of sex in them? Is sex really all that you can think of?”
Albedo nods again, teary eyes silently pleading you for mercy. The slap that comes next burns even more, but a trickle of cum spurts from his hard cock anyway, and a muffled squeal comes from behind his fist.
Rubedo pins the huffing mess beside him with a judging look. “Did you really come all over their letters?” He pathetically nods, and Ru sighs. “Well, then I guess it’s a good thing you never showed it to Fell and I, then.”
Fell peeks out from over your shoulder, pouting a bit. “I… I still would’ve liked to have read [Your Name]’s letters.”
“Don’t worry.” You kiss Fell on the cheek. “You’ve got plenty of time to read it later. For now,” you smile innocently at Albedo and Ru, but the dark look sends shivers up their spine. “I think you’re talking too coherently for my liking. Fell,” you look over and bend, opening up your slick entrance for him. “Would you like to fuck me?”
“Y-Yes! Haha, m-more, fucK! Give it to me!” Fell, obedient and docile as ever, follows your request thrusting faster and deeper into you. Albedo rides on your dick, his cock wagging back and forth as he desperately plunges himself over and over again on your length. Ru’s asshole puckers temptingly over your head while you lazily finger him.
You swirl a tongue over his dick, kissing and only sucking only the tip while he licks and kisses yours everytime Albedo raises his ass. Your cum oozes out of Albedo’s hungry hole, giving him more to feed on as his lips hungrily search your cock for more.
“Haah…” Albedo looks down at his lookalike, blush all over his face. He can see the bulge protruding from his belly at this angle, as well as the erotic expression Rubedo has as he laps up your cum. “I–I can see your tongue… ♡”
“What about it?” Ru raises a brow, looking up at him. “Want it on yours too?”
Thoughts rush through Albedo’s mind, but he can barely process any of them as his mind only screams for more of that sweet, sinful sex. He nods, biting his lip as he stretches his asshole even wider. He leans back and looks at his ‘older brother’ pleadingly.
“Fuuck,” Ru groans. He licks a stripe up your dick and then dives right into the fluttering asshole. The blood rushes to his head as he tongue fucks Albedo together with your cock. He grips Albedo’s thighs tightly, spreading them out even more so he can have better access, and hungrily slurps everything right up.
“[Your Name]...” Cute little Fell whines from beneath you, his hands groping your chest as he continues to thrust right into you. Attention-seeking and needy, he guides your face to look at him. He plants a sweet kiss, one that doesn’t quite fix the messy sex you’re having now, and looks up at you lovingly. “M-Mail me too on your next trip, okay? You– You can mail it to the Dragonspine camp below… I’ll pick it up. Please?”
You giggle, kissing and moaning into his mouth as his length continues to pound away. “I’ll do that next time. Promise.”
His small smile makes your heart flutter, less in the hot and passionate way, but more of the innocent love type of way. “I’ll hold you to that. Ru was really anxious when you were gone… He tried to keep it down so that he wouldn’t worry me, but… but I could tell.”
“Sounds like him.” You plant a kiss, sweeter than the one before, and pull away. “I’ll make it up to you guys while I’m back in town.”
Fell sobs into Ru’s lap, his mind in overdrive as you overstimulate him with his fourth round of orgasm. His toes curl as you press harder into his ass, lost in the stimulation yourself. You know the limits of your lovers, so you press onward anyway. You’re too mindless right now to even care.
“R-Ru!” Fell sobs, staring pleadingly up at his creator. “T-Too much! [Your Name]’s too much! Tell them to slow d-dOWN!” He yelps when Albedo twists his nipples, and he grips Ru’s thighs even harder. “Ngh, ah, s-stop…! C-Can’t think anymore… Mm, ah ♡”
Ru only chuckles, stroking his counterpart’s hair soothingly. Most of the huffiness from you being away is now gone, having been thoroughly fucked by you, and he’s back to his calmer self. Ru usually matched Albedo’s temperament, though he had always been more prone to irritation. Now Ru was back to his calmer self. “You’re gonna be fine,” Ru coos. “It’s not like you need to think much, anyway. Now that [Your Name]’s back in town, we all know that all you’ll be thinking about is hogging their ass to yourself, right?”
“That’s not– ah!– That’s not t-true! I share [Your Name] with you guys too!”
“If I may intrude,” Albedo’s breath whispers on Fell’s sensitive ear, making him jolt in shock. “Last they were back from Sumeru, we had to keep your mouth in a muzzle so you can stop waking [Your Name] up on your tongue every day.”
Fell whines pathetically, blush covering his cheeks in shame. “I couldn’t help myself… I just missed them so much!” He throws a pitiful look at you, begging for your saving. “Y–You understand, right, [Your Name]? I love you that much, that’s why!”
“Mm, I don’t know,” you chuckle, giving your lovers a sly smile. “Don’t remember much of that at all. Care for a reminder?”
Ru shakes his head, but the fond if not mischievous smile is present on his face. “So insatiable,” he tuts, but he nevertheless reaches for your face and pulls you in for a kiss. “Maybe Fell will take you on that offer.”
“Oh, he will. Maybe even more,” Albedo chimes in, joining the mess of tongues as he clutches at your ass. The three of you suck and fuck each other’s tongues, the excess drool and spit dripping onto the red and throbbing cock down below.
Gosh, he didn’t know that a three-way kiss could make him this turned on. He tacks that on to the list of the things he wants to do with you while you’re still here.
