#rox.yan

[dreaming-roses]

°˖✧ crazy ✧˖°

Yan Dom!Kazuha x Yan gn!Reader (NSFW) - Request

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

SUMMARY: You and Kazuha fulfill each other's... needs.

WARNING(S): Yandere, possessiveness, slight knife play, slightly rough, blowjob, unprotected sex, creampie

CHARACTER(S): Kazuha

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Let's just pretend Kazuha has a little cottage in a secluded area.

The sun was sinking into the Sea of Clouds by the time you saw Kaedahara Kazuha walking back to his cottage. You had been waiting by the door all day, intending to confront Kazuha about his absence.

"Where have you been?" you asked, hating how desperate you sounded.

"Would you like to come in?" Kazuha said pleasantly, avoiding your question. You followed him into the cottage. It was minimalist, but cozy.

There was a note on the dining table. You squinted, trying to read the elegantly slanted script.

Kazuha. Meet me at the spot tomorrow. -C ♡

What? Who was C? Why was there a heart? Was Kazuha... seeing someone else?

You and Kazuha weren't dating, not exactly, but sometimes he would look at you like that. Did he also give C that look? Your blood simmered at the thought of someone else holding him, being held by him, owning him...

You looked at Kazuha, wondering if you hated him or C more. He stood facing away from you, his hands clasped neatly behind his back. He couldn't see the note on the table from where he was standing. Had he not noticed it when he walked in?

"(Y/n), I've told you about my enhanced senses, yes?" Kazuha asked. You snapped back to reality, hoping your anger hadn't shown on your face.

"Yeah." The two of you had been lying on the grass one lazy night, gazing up at the stars. You had idly commented on how quiet it was. Kazuha had disagreed, explaining how he could hear almost everything that was happening. Everything.

You wished you had that ability; then you could hear Kazuha wherever he went.

"I get restless when I stay in one place for too long. I feel hemmed in," Kazuha said to the wall. "I was wandering among the mountains of Liyue all day, admiring the beauty of the clouds." He seemed distracted, lost in thought as if writing a haiku.

Now was a good time. You walked over to the dining table as quietly as you could, taking the note. Whoever had written it, whatever it meant, you never wanted Kazuha to see it. You wanted him to be yours. Always.

"Put that back." Kazuha's voice was calm.

"W-What are you talking about?" You stiffened as wind whipped against your face, the outline of a maple leaf shining briefly in the air. What the—?

The air shifted. In an instant, Kazuha had you pinned against the wall, the tip of his katana resting against your throat. "Put that back. Now."

You exhaled slowly, putting the note back. "There. Happy?"

Kazuha's expression was unreadable. He didn't lower his blade.

Heat flared in your veins as you realized how vulnerable you were. You were completely at Kazuha's mercy; right now, he was focused on you. Only you. You shifted your legs, swallowing.

Then you remembered the note.

"Who is it from?" you demanded, your anger getting the best of you. "Who's C? Are you going out with someone else? Is that it, Kazuha?" You were going to fucking murder them—

Kazuha chuckled, breaking into your thoughts. "No, actually. I put that there myself. I wanted to see how you would react."

You blinked. "Why?"

Kazuha stepped closer, silently putting the katana on the table. There was something about his poised beauty, his effortless grace, that made you want to own him. "I wanted to see how you felt about me, (y/n)." His deep red gaze held you in place. "I had my suspicions, but I wanted to be sure."

"W-What do you mean?" you rasped. You could guess, but you wanted to hear him say it.

"You know. You must know. I can't help it. I love you, (y/n). Too much to let you go," Kazuha breathed. His lips brushed against yours, and you shuddered. "I want you to be mine. Only mine. Don't think about anyone else. Just me." Your heart pounded as he gently trailed a finger over your lips.

"Me too," you whispered. "I-I want you to think about me. Just me."

Kazuha lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "You do?"

"Yes," you murmured, holding his cheek in the palm of your hand. "I don't want anyone else to have you."

Kazuha nuzzled against your fingers, kissing the inside of your wrist. Then his expression changed, growing desperate, wild, hungry. He pulled you into a passionate kiss, his hands resting on the small of your back.

Lust surged through your body, your mind growing hazy from the pounding desire. You kissed him back, winding your fingers through his hair, admiring how right this felt, how perfectly your bodies lined up.

"Do you want to?" Kazuha rasped in your ear, his voice trembling. You could feel his hardness nudging at you. You wondered if he could sense how turned on you were.

You looked into his beautiful eyes and felt a sudden surge of anger.

The note. How dare he.

"You tricked me," you breathed. "You... you fucking tricked me." Kazuha's eyes danced with laughter and amusement. "Don't fucking look at me like that!"

You shoved Kazuha so he sprawled onto the table. You grabbed his wrists, holding him in place. He craned his neck to look at up you, making no movement to hide how aroused he was. Did he enjoy this?

You tore off his pants, revealing his hard cock. It was already glistening with precum. "Is this what you wanted?" you snarled. "Fine! You can have it!" Kazuha smiled. For some reason, even though you were on top of him, you felt as if you were playing his game, dancing right into his trap.

Not that you minded.

You lowered your head, massaging Kazuha's slit with your tongue. You knew he was exceptionally sensitive there; you knew all the places that would undo and ruin him.

Kazuha cried out, his back arching. "No! Wait! Not there! Hnngh... (y/n)!" All his composure, his reserved, enigmatic smile, his silent laughter went out the window as you teased his tip with your mouth. "A-Ah... ah... n-nnngh..." He squirmed on the table, lifting his legs up and wrapping them around your shoulders.

You began to suck gently, keeping your tongue on the tip. Kazuha thrashed, moaning. "More... more! Please! Please! Ahhh..." You let go of his wrists so you could steady yourself against his writhing, and his hands immediately went to your head, pushing it down. "More! More..."

You continued pleasuring him with your mouth, exploring the places he liked, finding spots that made him cry out in bliss, enjoying the sound of his moans and cries. He threw his head back, his chest heaving.

"(Y/n)..." Kazuha's breathing quickened, his stomach muscles tensing. "I-I'm going to cum... (y/n)..." You flicked your tongue over his slit, and he came inside your mouth, his mind unraveling with a weak cry. You swallowed, tasting him.

You pulled away, watching his blissed-out expression. Kazuha's eyes were rolled back in his head, his mouth slightly open. His cheeks were flushed, his expression deliriously happy. Lust rose in your core as you gazed at him.

You had never seen Kazuha like this before; he had always been composed, measured, complete. Now he was undone. Undone by you. You sat down in a nearby chair, watching Kazuha relax, his breathing gradually becoming even again.

After a while, Kazuha groaned and sat up. He smiled at you. "That was... something," he said calmly. "Now let me return the favor, (y/n)."

He got off the table, his eyes glinting like a predator's. "Strip." You stood up and did as he said, not covering your body with your arms, letting Kazuha see all he wanted to see. His gaze roved hungrily over your bare arms, your chest, your thighs, your stomach. Your skin sang with heat as his eyes trailed over you.

"Do you like it?" you asked innocently, smirking a little.

Kazuha smiled as he sat down on the chair. "Come here, and I'll show you just how much I like it," he breathed, reaching for a small bottle on a nearby shelf. "I'll show you just how much I want you, (y/n)."

Lust flared in your body as you listened to Kazuha speak, the desire and predatory hunger evident in his voice. You straddled him on the chair, somehow knowing exactly what he wanted.

"Fuck, (y/n)," Kazuha breathed, licking his lips at the sight of you sitting in his lap, your legs spread apart. "Mmm..." He poured a bit of something onto his fingers from the little bottle, reaching a hand between your legs and gently touching your hole.

You whimpered, wanting more than just a touch, wanting more than his fingers. You looked down at Kazuha's hard cock. It was twitching slightly, and you smiled at the sight.

Kazuha leaned back in his seat, letting you watch as he lubed himself up. His eyes met yours, dancing with a silent challenge.

You gasped as Kazuha placed his hands on your hips, gently guiding your body so that his cock brushed your hole. "P-Put it in, Kazuha," you rasped. "Please..." Your mind was hazy, focusing solely on Kazuha.

Kazuha smiled lazily. "You asked quite nicely, so I suppose I will." He slammed your hips down, thrusting all the way inside in one stroke.

"AHH—" You gasped at the delicious sensation of his cock filling you up. Kazuha grabbed your hips, mercilessly bouncing you on his cock. He hit your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars. "Nngh—nngh—ah—too much—ah—"

"Didn't you want this, (y/n)?" Kazuha cooed. "Don't be shy now."

"Ah—AHHH—fuck—ah—Kazuha—ahh—" Your eyes rolled back in your head from the pleasure, your legs twitching. You began to touch yourself, your hand practically moving of its own accord. You forget everything else; all you wanted was more, more, more.

"That's hot," Kazuha remarked, watching your hands move. "This is a good view." You felt your orgasm start to build as he pounded into you.

"Ah—nnngh—ah right there yes—AHHH—Kazuha..." you gasped out, your body spasming slightly. "Gonna cum... gonna—hngh—cum—"

"Cum for me," Kazuha whispered, slamming into you. "Go on."

"CUMMING—" You wailed as you came, bliss surging through your body so hard that you nearly fainted. You let out a wordless string of moans and cries, your body heaving.

Kazuha fucked you through your orgasm, groaning as he came inside. He let go of your waist, and you slumped forward onto him. He wrapped his arms around you. You could feel his cum slowly leaking out of your fucked-out hole and dripping onto the floor.

"That was... crazy good," you panted, your mind still hazy from your high.

"Yeah." Kazuha smiled at you. "I can't let you go, (y/n)."

"Me neither." You rested your head on Kazuha's shoulder. He stroked your back, calming your trembling body.

"I'm crazy about you. I'm crazy for you," he breathed. "And I intend to be for a long, long time."

[dreaming-roses]

°˖✧ sweet ✧˖°

Soft Yan!Kazuha x fem!Reader (NSFW) - Request

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

SUMMARY: Kazuha proves to you why he's the only person worth thinking about and having in your life.

WARNING(S): Yandere, mentions of abuse, mentions of torture, gaslighting, manipulation, slight non-con, unprotected sex, overstim

CHARACTER(S): Kazuha

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I gave the reader a bad backstory, so they compare Kazuha to this person and use that as proof that Kazuha is good for them. This is basically a mockery of healthy communication, expression, and care.

You gasped, your eyes snapping open. The nightmare, the same one that had been plaguing you ever since he did that to you—abruptly faded away, replaced with the ceiling of the bedroom you shared with Kazuha.

You sat up in bed, your breath coming in loud, deep gasps. You tried to slow your breathing. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears.

Calm down, you told yourself. It's not real. Not anymore, at least. It's over. It's over. Kazuha had saved you from him, from all the terrible things he did to your body, to your heart, to your mind. There wasn't a single part of you that hadn't been violated.

You told yourself you were fine, but you could remember the screaming, the torture, the begging, the breaking. You didn't think you would ever forget. You wanted to, but you couldn't.

But you were happier now. Kazuha had saved you. You could look forward to happy days instead of cringing from the next cycle of sun and moon, from every second of living.

You looked out the window, watching the first rays of dawn reach tentative fingers into the room, chasing away the remnants of your nightmare. You watched the room fill with the cheery glow of morning.

"Mmmh," Kazuha mumbled. You felt him stir beside you. "Up already, darling? Did you sleep well?" He sat up, putting his head on your shoulder and gazing at the sunrise.

"No," you murmured, playing with Kazuha's hair. "It... it happened again. I..." Your voice trailed off.

Kazuha wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling into your neck. "You don't have to worry anymore, (y/n). I promise." His breath was warm on your skin.

You loved Kazuha's affection, but it was also your greatest fear, your greatest weakness. You depended on his praise and approval; there were few other joys in your life. He made you happy.

But you were scared that Kazuha would leave you one day. Good things surely couldn't last forever, not for someone like you. You were scared that once he saw all of your flaws and faults, he would no longer want you.

You started to get up from the bed, but Kazuha wrapped his arms tighter around you, holding you in place. "Mmmrh. Don't go, (y/n)."

You reluctantly sat back down. Kazuha pulled you into his lap, cuddling you.

"I'm scared you're the one who's going to go," you whispered, then cringed. "Uh..." You'd meant to say it in your head.

Kazuha lifted his head. "What?"

"Ah... nothing." You lowered your gaze, embarrassed.

Kazuha gripped your wrist, fully awake. "Tell me." He grabbed both of your hands, pinning them between your legs.

You squirmed, knowing that Kazuha wouldn't let you go until you told him. "Kazuha..." you whined. If he was in a good mood, whining would get him to relent.

It didn't work this time. Kazuha's expression hardened along with his grip on your wrists. "Tell me. Now." You whimpered, looking down. You didn't want him to see this part of you.

Kazuha got up on his knees, looming over you. "We don't keep secrets, (y/n)." His red eyes were eerily blank as he gently held your chin between two fingers. "Now." His grip tightened. "Tell me."

You gulped. Kazuha dug his fingernails in, and you gasped. "Okay, okay! I'll tell you. Just let go. Please."

Instantly, Kazuha's body melted against yours. He molded himself against your back, stroking your waist and murmuring comforting words into your ear. "Thank you, darling. You know I hate it when you keep secrets from me." This was true, and you knew it; you weren't really allowed to go outside or do much on your own. Not that you wanted to; you knew how it made Kazuha feel.

"I'm scared you're going to leave me because everyone else already has. I don't want to be alone. I'm scared," you said in a rush. "All my friends hate me, and I don't even know what I did. Did I do something, Kazuha? They only left after you met them..."

"No, you didn't do anything wrong, (y/n)," Kazuha murmured, gently kissing your hand. He didn't look you in the eyes. "They left because they were bad. But I won't leave. You can stay with me forever." You exhaled; Kazuha must really love you if he hadn't left you, right? He must really care about you to let you stay.

"But why did they all leave me?" you whispered. "I thought—"

"Don't think about them. Don't care about them." Kazuha's voice was flat and emotionless. "They certainly don't think about you." You flinched at this. "They don't deserve you, darling." He kissed you on the lips, gently pushing you down onto the bed and climbing on top of you.

"K-Kazuha..." you began hesitantly. "I-I don't think—"

"Shh. You think too much, darling." He pulled apart your shirt, kissing his way down your neck and squeezing your tits. You whimpered as he rolled and pinched your buds between his fingers. You felt your body warm at his touch.

"A-Ahh..." you gasped as Kazuha began to gently suck on one of your buds. His tongue swirled around it, and your eyes fluttered at how soft his mouth was. "Ow!" You jolted as you felt Kazuha bite down, his tongue lapping the sore spots. "Mmmnh..." You felt Kazuha pull off your pants.

Kazuha hooked a finger into the side of your underwear, tugging it down. "You're very wet for me, (y/n). That's good. Your body knows that I'm all you need." He slipped a finger inside you, twisting it in your growing wetness. You sighed at the sensation.

"Look at this, (y/n)." He pulled his finger out. It was coated with strands of clear, sticky liquid, which Kazuha lapped up. "You taste so sweet, darling." You blushed.

Kazuha pushed his finger back inside, adding another finger and undoing his pants with his other hand. He curled his fingers right into your sweet spot, making you arch your back.

"A-Ahh... Kazuha..." you moaned, your body dripping with lust.

"See? I'm all you need to think about, darling. Nothing else." Kazuha knelt between your knees, and you spread your legs, anticipating the pleasure as Kazuha lined himself up with your entrance. He smiled at you.

"A-AHHH—" You let out a wail as Kazuha sheathed himself inside in one smooth stroke, filling you to the brim. You squirmed, feeling your walls, slick with heat and desire, tighten around him. Kazuha smiled down at you, holding a thigh in each hand. "Kazuha... wait, please..."

"You'll be alright, darling. I promise." Kazuha snapped his hips forward, setting a vicious pace.

"Ah—AH—K-Kazu—ahh—s-slower, Ka—o-oh—" you gasped, pleasure throbbing in your body as Kazuha fucked you relentlessly, never missing your sweet spot. "S-Slow down, plea—AH—ahhh—nnngh—" Your eyes rolled back in your head, your body turning to molten wax as Kazuha pounded into you.

"See, darling?" Kazuha purred, holding up your legs. "You look so sweet for me, and I haven't even done anything."

You were powerless, utterly incapable of doing anything, your body immobilized by the overwhelming pleasure. You could only submit. And why not submit, when it was so good? You moaned, feeling your orgasm start to build. Your cunt throbbed around his cock.

Your eyes widened as you felt Kazuha's thumb on your clit. "No, Kazuha, not there, not there, please..." you begged, getting up on your elbows. Kazuha bounced your hips a little harder, and you fell back onto the bed, your body spasming. "Kazuha! Please..." you mewled. "Please!"

Kazuha's finger gently pushed up the little hood of skin that covered your nub. You threw your head back as he began to ruthlessly rub your clit, squeezing and rolling it mercilessly. "AHHH—no—NO—ugh—too—good—AHHHH—ahhh... a-ahh..." Your legs shuddered, your orgasm growing as Kazuha continued to stimulate the most sensitive parts of your body.

"C-cumming—ah—AH—n-no—cumming—" You screamed as you came, bliss ripping through your body. You felt yourself cream around Kazuha's cock, your walls pulsing and clenching around him. "Stop, stop, no, nnngh, no more..." you babbled, your clit burning as Kazuha pressed down on it, pinching it hard enough to cause a throb of pain. He lifted your hips, hitting so deep inside you that you saw stars. "No no no just came no no no no more please—"

"No more? I haven't reached my peak yet, and you already beg me to stop? That's not nice, darling." Kazuha pounded into you hard enough to remove all semblance of speech. He tugged gently on your clit, squeezing it. "Maybe I should try licking this next time. You seem to like it very much." You shuddered, your eyes unfocusing from the bliss.

"You look very good like this, darling. Very sweet. You should see your face right now." Kazuha idly toyed with your throbbing clit, the little nub swollen from his movements. "This feels good, right, darling?" You nodded, your head swimming with heat. "Good." He massaged your clit, flicking it with a fingertip. You moaned, pleasure throbbing inside you.

You heard Kazuha's breathing quicken, his pace growing more frantic and less precise. The sound of skin slapping and sliding wetly against skin filled the room, both of you rendered speechless by the pleasure, the waves and waves of bliss carrying you away.

"CUMMING—CUMMING—AHHHH!" You collapsed, no strength left in your body as you came for the second time, your tired walls fluttering. Kazuha grunted, pushing in all the way. He whimpered as he came, hot ropes of cum spilling into you. He made sure none of it was spilling out before leaning forward and gripping your chin, lifting up your tired head.

"Now do you see? You only need me, darling." he rasped in your ear. He bounced his hips a little, making you whine as he touched your sweet spot. He tapped your swollen, overstimulated clit with a single finger, making your entire body jolt with electricity. "See?"

You nodded groggily, letting Kazuha cuddle you. "Just you."

[dreaming-roses]

°˖✧ stalker ✧˖°

Yan Dom!Kaeya x Stalker fem!Reader (NSFW) - Request

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

SUMMARY: You've been stalking Kaeya for a while, who loves the idea of your undivided attention and adoration. So he decides to turn the tables on you.

WARNING(S): Stalking, yandere, mentions of kidnapping/forcefully bringing somewhere, slight non-con, mentions of exhibitionism, oral, finger-licking, unprotected sex, creampie

CHARACTER(S): Kaeya

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know I didn't do such a good job with emphasizing the stalker bit, but I wanted to try a softer yandere dynamic without violence (๑˘︶˘๑)

The moon floated in the night sky, bathing Mondstadt in silken white. You padded silently down the path, glancing left and right.

Where did he go? You were absolutely certain that Kaeya had gone to the gates instead of heading to Angel's Share like he usually did. Out of the hundred days or so that you'd been watching him, he had only gone straight home after work three times, and his house wasn't in this direction.

You hadn't seen him in three days, and it was driving you insane. Was he with someone else? Not that the two of you were together in any sense. But what was he doing? Why would he go to the gates at night? Where was he?

You squinted at the faint scuff marks left on the bridge across the water, not sure if they were left by Kaeya or someone else. Ugh.

You cursed yourself for losing sight of him. You had been following him silently at a distance, but when you turned the corner a few seconds after he did, he was nowhere to be seen on the wide, empty bridge. It was almost as if he had vanished into thin air.

You were so focused on looking for Kaeya, you didn't realize he was looking at you.

Suddenly, a firm hand gripped your arm, another hand covering your mouth before you could scream.

"Quiet," Kaeya growled in your ear, his breath warm on your skin. "Come with me."

You didn't have much of a choice; he was already dragging you toward the little strip of island that surrounded Mondstadt's gates. You dug your feet into the ground, trying to slow him down, but Kaeya effortlessly hoisted you over his shoulder, carrying you outside.

He let go of you, throwing your back into the wall. You gasped for air, the impact leaving you winded. Kaeya loomed over you, his hand pressing against the wall barely an inch from your ear.

You flinched as he leaned closer, his azure eye glinting maliciously in the moonlight. Your heart beat so loudly, you were sure Kaeya could hear it fluttering in your chest.

"Where have you been?" he breathed. He was even more beautiful up close, with broad shoulders and a graceful frame. Your fingers itched to run through his hair, over his bare skin, down his chest, lower, lower, lower...

"W-What?" you rasped, realizing that Kaeya was waiting for an answer. "Me?"

"I don't see anyone else around here." You felt vulnerable beneath his intense, searching gaze. Nobody had ever managed to turn you on without touching you or saying anything remotely hot. "I haven't seen you in three days." He brushed his fingertips across your lips, his free hand fumbling with his pants.

"I..." you began weakly. "I've been—"

"Have you been going after other men? Have you been thinking about someone else?" What? You shook your head in denial, but Kaeya didn't seem to notice. His eye glinted with anger and fiery jealousy. Jealousy? "Is that why you've been gone?" He gripped your chin, digging in his fingers.

You mewled in discomfort, shaking your head more firmly and trying to push away his hand. "Kaeya, let me go... I need to... get home..."

"I'm all that you need. In fact, I'll prove it to you right here," Kaeya sneered, letting his pants fall to the ground. He pushed a hand into your hair, tangling his fingers in it, and forcefully lowered your head to the ground.

"Hey—!" You fell to your knees right in front of him. Your eyes widened at the sheer length and size of his cock, the sight making wetness seep between your legs.

"That's right, get a good look at it," Kaeya chuckled, stroking your head. "It's all you'll be seeing and thinking about from now on."

"Wait—Kaeya—" You let out a muffled whine as he pushed the tip of his cock against your lips. He pressed harder, and it slid into your mouth. "Mmmf!"

"C'mon, aren't you going to suck it?" Kaeya murmured, thrusting a little. He gently tugged on your hair. "Use your hands. Be grateful I'm not making you take all of it in." You slid your hands up and down his shaft as you pleasured the tip with your mouth.

"Suck," Kaeya commanded you. "Make it good."

You began to suck, savoring the little gasps Kaeya let out as you hesitantly stroked your tongue over his cock, tasting it. You heard his breath hitch, and he hissed between his teeth.

"Mmm... that's good," Kaeya breathed. "Maybe I'll forgive you for not showing up." You furrowed your eyebrows. That wasn't really fair, since it wasn't like you two had signed a contract.

But you had better things to think about right now, like how he might undress you and take you right here. You felt a fresh flood of wetness at the thought.

"So... you're—nngh... you're my stalker, right? You're the one who... hah... follows me everywhere... and—ahh... tries to find out everything about me? You're the one who's—ohhh—been... been following me?" Kaeya panted. He shuddered visibly, his back arching as you grew more confident, pushing him to the edge with your mouth.

"Hah... so tell me—nnngh... what... have you... learned?" Kaeya grinned down at you. "Maybe you can... ahh... a-add this to... your—ahhh!—c-collection." You found a spot that made him almost cry out, and he gave up on a smooth façade and fell silent. "Mmmhh..."

You discovered that Kaeya particularly liked it when you flicked your tongue over his slit and massaged it repeatedly. The feeling made him stiffen and nearly stumble, his knees trembling slightly. He moaned, panting into the still night air, his grip on the back of your head tightening as he neared his peak.

"More..." he breathed. A shiver ran down your spine at how husky and raw his voice was. "I-I guess—o-oh... you're good for more than just—nngh—s-stalking—" He let out a wordless cry as he came in your mouth, his thick seed spilling onto your tongue. He shuddered, holding your head in place until he came down from his high. You licked him clean.

Kaeya braced himself against the wall. "W-Who... who taught you to do that?"

"No one," you said meekly, hating how quiet your voice was. "Y-You seemed to like it when I did a certain thing, so..." You shifted your legs, trying to think about something other than how very wet you were. It wasn't easy, with Kaeya's fingers still in your hair and his taste in your mouth and his bare legs right in front of you.

You looked down at the ground, away from Kaeya. You had hoped it would help calm you down, but your mind began to supply what you couldn't see. Images of Kaeya's smooth, tan skin, of him throwing his head back and moaning, filled your mind. You closed your eyes.

"Don't do that. Are you thinking of someone else again?" Kaeya's rich voice was smooth again. "Look at me." He cupped your face in his hands, gently rubbing your cheeks. You didn't open your eyes.

Kaeya sighed. "Alright, be like that. If you're going to be like that, then I guess I'll have to give you a reason to look at me."

He pushed you against the wall, spreading your legs so that you were sitting with your cunt fully on display. Kaeya's gaze glinted with hunger as he took in the sight of your dripping wet folds. He got down between your legs, scooping up a thigh in each arm so he could bury his face in your wetness.

"Try to stay quiet, hmm?" Kaeya said with a grin that implied you would have trouble doing so. "We don't want everyone to hear us, unless you don't mind explaining how infatuated you are with me." He lowered his head.

"Mmmh—KAEYA—AHHH~" You screamed, forgetting everything Kaeya had just said as his tongue immediately found your clit, circling and massaging it. Your body jerked and shuddered, endless waves of pleasure pulsing through you with every movement of his tongue. He gently tugged on your nub between his lips, sucking it carefully. You moaned, arching your back and pushing his head down between your legs.

"Cumming—HNNNGH—o-oh—AHHH—K-KAE—" Your voice cracked, and you sobbed as you came all over Kaeya's face, euphoria surging through your body. You panted, your mind hazy, Kaeya's amused and cum-stained face barely coming into focus.

"That fast?" Kaeya chuckled, admiring the sight of you. "Or maybe I'm just really good. Yeah, that's likely."

What had you been worried about again? Were you supposed to feel bad about something? You couldn't remember, and you didn't really want to. Kaeya knelt down, cradling your shaking body in his arms and stroking you.

"You want me that badly?" he murmured into your hair. "Well, alright. I get that. I'd want me too, if I were you. I wouldn't want anyone else. I wouldn't want to want anyone else. Right, (y/n)?"

You lifted your head, the bliss fading. "You know who I am?" It was the first time he had called you by name.

Kaeya chuckled. "Guilty as charged. I've been doing a little stalking of my own. Against my better judgment, as my colleagues would say. And I like you." He leaned forward, his gaze warm. "I like how much you adore me. It's intoxicating." You smiled.

Kaeya pulled you to your feet, turning you around and pressing your chest against the wall. Your legs shuddered, still weak from your orgasm, and he helped you brace yourself on the wall. He chuckled with amusement. "You probably won't be walking after I'm done if you're already like this now." The words sent a wild thrill through your body, heat pooling in your core.

Kaeya deftly tore off your clothes, his touch burning on your skin. You gasped as his hands trailed over your body, squeezing your tits, then trailing lower...

"My little stalker, hmm?" Kaeya whispered in your ear, massaging the small of your back with his fingers. "You like to observe me?" You nodded groggily, savoring the feeling of his skin on yours. "Well, observe this."

You whimpered as he pushed a finger inside you, twisting it. You heard the sound of your wetness molding around him. You pushed back onto Kaeya's finger, wanting more, wanting him.

"Eager, aren't we?" Kaeya breathed. "Okay then." He stepped closer, and you shuddered as you felt him line up with your entrance.

He pushed in slowly, the stretch making you whine. It felt good, so good, the way he stretched you open for him. You heard him curse.

Kaeya's cock pressed against your cervix, every inch of your cunt filled. His fingers, still dripping with your wetness, found your clit. You moaned as he lightly brushed his fingers over the nub.

"You alright?" Kaeya rasped. "You want me to start moving?" His fingers idly stroked your clit, making your whole body tremble with desire.

You nodded frantically. "Please, please, Kaeya..." You could think of nothing else.

"Okay." Kaeya wrapped his free hand around your waist, holding you in place as he began to thrust into you, slowly and lightly at first, gently stimulating your sweet spot.

You moaned, your body shuddering from the overwhelming pleasure. It was all so good, so fucking good, the way he slid against your walls, the way his fingers teased your clit, the little groans that slipped between Kaeya's teeth when he pushed all the way in, the feeling of his cock nudging your sweet spot, all of it.

"K-Kaeya..." you begged. "More..."

"Okay. I'm going to go harder now," Kaeya growled. You pressed your palms against the wall in anticipation.

Kaeya tilted your hips so he could push in deeper, his pace increasing. He squeezed your clit, rolling it relentlessly between his fingers and pinching it.

You cried out, feeling a second orgasm build. "Kaeya—Kaeya—mmmh—AHHH—mmmf... mmmrh?" Your cries turned to mumbles as Kaeya removed his hand from your waist and brought it to your mouth, pushing two fingers in. You moved your tongue around them.

"Shh. You don't want all of Mondstadt hearing you, do you?" Kaeya whispered, idly pinching your clit. "Or do you? Do you want them all to know?"

Honestly, he was fucking you so good that you didn't really care. They're missing out, you thought as Kaeya pounded into you, somehow knowing exactly how and where your body liked it.

You arched your back, feeling your body teeter on the edge. You moaned into his fingers. "Mmmh—nnngh— YES right there oh fuck mmh—Kaeya—cum-cumming—" Kaeya grunted in reply, his breath coming in short, rapid pants.

"KAEYA! I'M—" You let out a muffled scream as your orgasm exploded, sending sparks of electricity coursing through your body. Your eyes rolled back in your head from the bliss.

Kaeya fucked you through your high, moaning as he came inside you with a final thrust. He pulled out, and you slumped to the ground, feeling his cum pooling inside you and dripping down your legs. You felt Kaeya's arms wrap around your waist.

"F-Fuck," Kaeya groaned at the sight of his cum leaking out of your puffy hole. "I can't get enough of you, (y/n)."

You smiled. "Me neither."