you can get very jealous at times, and your jealous is never rooted in envy, or thinking that you lack something (believe it or not)—but rather, from eagernesses for everyone to know that kazuha is yours and that nobody has a chance with him. i also think that because you possess a pyro vision, you body temperature rises depending on how agitated you are, and you can get very, very hot, so warm that your friends have claimed that your “scorching hot.”
but leave it to kazuha to make you hot in other ways, to reassure you that no one else but you is on his mind. how much you drive him crazy on the daily, and that every ounce of self-restraint he’s every had slowly breaks, and it takes everything in him not do to the most immodest, pulse-pounding things to you. you want nothing more then to somehow show everyone in teyvat that he’s yours, and you want nothing more then for those covetous people to accept it, no matter how angry it makes them—in fact, you find great satisfaction in causing such jealously within others, as they did to you. and at this point, you don’t care about being greedy, because if the triumph you feel after seeing the looks on their faces isn’t worth it, then you don’t know what is.
actually, you can name a few things. having and knowing that kazuha has feelings for no one else but you, despite the fact that your jealously can blind you to what you already have, kazuha is always there to rectify that, and letting you satiate your selfish needs by letting you do as you please with him.
gripping his abdomen so hard that your nails leave crescent-shaped-marks on his skin as you sit on top of him while sucking and biting his neck is your therapy. and you absolutely drown in the noises he rewards you with, moving your head up to suck on his earlobe—and you swear, you eyes literally glow when you hear the gorgeous whine that leaves his pretty lips. the shade of crimson now covering his cheeks compliments him quite well. now, you by no means are dominant, but you cant deny the unique feeling that sprouts in you and leaves a pleasureful burn in your chest when you see your boyfriend like this.
the way his eyes droop, the way his tresses are all spread out on the pillow below him, and the way he’s looking at you is going to drive you crazy. you way your lustful gaze consumes him is making him extremely randy and desperate for you, and despite the fact the fact that his restraint and patience is running thin, he waits for your next move.
kazuha knows you are a submissive person, so he waits for the perfect moment to turn the tables and stupefy you under him. he just can’t help himself around you. not anymore. it’s as he always says when edging you for hours on end on very heated nights, “the longer i wait, the better the reward.”
he swallows the way you sigh and moan into his mouth, your kiss was hot and rough. and he could feel the way your body was quickly heating up. him, trying to gain some control, but not enough to distract you from claiming him—bucks his hips up into you, holding your hips in place as he presses into you. you groan grab his hair, hard, slotting your lips firmly against his, and kazuha matched your aggressive pace. the sound of hot, breathless panting filled the room as you both pulled away for air. the kiss left you both gasping for breath in each other’s mouths. your boyfriend closes his eyes.
you started to kiss, suck, and bite down his neck, undressing him as you do so, and kazuha will admit, he loves all the attention he’s been getting from you as of late. he would totally go out of his way (not really) to make you jealous if it meant he could see this side of you more often. he looks down, his head slightly tilting down to check you out while you’re on top of him. he’s so lucky, he thinks, and as his eyes wander, he notices that you blush all the way down to your chest, and maybe even lower, he thinks as he starts to unbutton your shirt.
you fail to realize you boyfriend checking you out, but you do feel him start to take your shirt off, feeling a wave of bashfulness wash over you, you pick you head up and kiss him again. this kiss was more slow and passionate, but not lacking your need and yearning for him at all. he bites your bottom lip to match your hunger and you whimper.
“you blush all the way down here, songbird.. stunning.” he teases, rubbing his thumbs sideways and back on your bare chest, playing with your nipples. your breath catches in your throat at the stimulation, and your mind fails to come up with a comeback as you just noticed the way he’s intently eyeing you. all of you. head to toe. gripping his shirt, the sight being too much for you, your head drops on his shoulder and you puff out a whimper breathlessly. as his hands trail lower, you squirm as he runs his deft fingers over a sensitive spot on your stomach. he practically knows you like the back of his hand, so him teasing you like this is not uncommon. he leans down to leave a mark there, making eye contact with you as he does so.
“kazuha!” not a yell, but a gasp. a gasp of surprise and pleasure. you immediately grab his head, gripping his hair for purchase. you writhe in his hold, rewarding him with breathy “hah’s” and throaty “mmm’s.”
he pulls away from your stomach with a “pop” and returns to eye level with you.
“if that gets you this oversensitive, then i think i’ll have to tie you up, dove, because i don’t think i can hold myself back any longer than i already have.”
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that was 10x longer than i expected it to be, and i’m not going to lie here, this was because i got my feelings hurt on twitter over some pro-shipper, but i feel a lot better after writing this—i didn’t want to make it any longer than it already was so i tried to end it decently but i think i failed 😭😭.
HELLOOOOOOO.... THIS WAS MADE FOR ME, Y'ALL... MY GOD...