A/N: I just needed to remove the horniness in my system, and something to keep my stress levels at bay;; so this is just a short one
Warning: THIS IS AN 18+ FIC, SO MINORS OUT THERE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
“This is just a one-time thing, got that?”
You whispered, almost breathless. His lips felt divine on your skin as he decorated your neck with his marks. His hands held your waist tightly, pressing you hard against his tone body as if you’d run away any second. But there was no way you’d leave. Both of you needed this.
“Don’t worry,” he replied back, drunk on the lustful haze between the both of you as he peppered small kisses under your jaw. “Nothing will change after this.”
“Good.”
“Good.”
You and Alhaitham caught each other’s gazes for a second, even if it felt like an eternity. And in his gaze you felt that particular electric shock which crawled underneath your skin and down to your spine. You knew you had to do something about it, and at this moment, you both just had the perfect excuse.
Without any cues, the both of you leaned and crashed your lips in a rough and heated kiss which had you slamming against the hard wall. The kiss was a contradiction—his lips were soft and pliant, but he was in haste; sloppily kissing you as if there was a time limit he was chasing. Alhaitham snaked his hand to the nape of your neck before grabbing a fistful of hair. You whined at the sudden roughness. It was perfect.
“…Haitham…mnhm…yes,”
He only growled in response, but his kiss has deepened—teeth nibbling at your lips, his tongue entering your lips when he found the chance. Your tongue found his immediately, wasting no time in finally tasting him. There was no use for words. In fact, words are simply a hindrance. The both of you knew that this wasn’t a one-time thing, nor was this something you both hated. Yet, just as they say, the truth is harder to come by nowadays.
“Shit…!”
Alhaitham could feel his now hard cock uncomfortably pressing against his pants, grunting as he intentionally rubbed himself on your thigh. Unwilling to show how turned on he was, Alhaitham continued to assault your lips while he began to grind his knee on your core.
“Oh gods…! More…please!”
You allowed your hands to caress his toned chest, reveling at the hard muscles. There was something hot about how his large body was wrapped around you as he teased your cunt with his knee. You wanted more. This is becoming impossible to resist. There was no way this will only end right here. You were about to say something, but it seems like Alhaitham had similar ideas.
“Y/N…” he panted, face flushed. “I’m going to fuck you now. This is your last chance to change your mind.”
You almost arched your brow at his warning. It was interesting, but nevertheless, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and leaned in closer.
“Fuck me then, Alhaitham.”
Upon your words, he allowed no time to pass before he tossed you to the bed and removed your lower garments; leaving you half dressed. In his haste, Alhaitham too was half dressed but that doesn’t matter anymore. You were now both intoxicated with lust and nothing mattered now.
He dragged his digits to your exposed core, obviously drenched and ready for him, and suddenly plunged two of his fingers inside. This caught you by surprise, arching your back at the sudden stimulation.
What the fuck…?!
Mercilessly, Alhaitham pumped his fingers in and out of you nonstop. He hasn’t even given you the room to breathe. The palm of his hand brushed against your clit and you rolled your eyes at the incredible pleasure you were suddenly subjected to.
“F-fuck! Fuck! Fuck! A-Alhaitham…o-oh oh my god!”
You were unable to decide if you wanted to scold him or motivate him to do more. As the pleasure crept up into your brain and the tension swiftly winding you up, you could only hold on to the bedsheets for support. Alhaitham watched as your lust washed over you like a tidal wave; his cock now painfully begging for attention.
“I think I might like this version of you, YN.” He smirked, an evil glint in his eyes present.
“Y-you little…! Sh-shit! Not there…! I’ll…nghh…! Oh gods! –H-haitham…!”
Playing circles on your sensitive nub, Alhaitham saw your face contort in pleasure and burned the image in his mind. He was gonna use it for lonely nights in the future.
Yet you, on the other hand, was going crazy as you lost the feeling on your legs. You were close; teetering at the edge of climax until Alhaitham pressed his digit against your G-spot. You screamed his name as your orgasm tore right through you like an eruption of desire. It was incredible, but…
“You wanted to know if it would feel even better if my cock was fucking you, isn’t that right?” Alhaitham asked, grinning as he released his large cock from its restraints and pumped it several times. Even through your post-orgasm haze, you flushed at his size and girth.
“H-hurry up…” you replied curtly to hide the fact that you blushed at the sight of his dick.
Alhaitham chuckled. “If you say so.”
Grabbing your arm, he easily turned you around and had you on fours. You were perplexed at what he was about to do until it dawned on you moments after.
“Wait a second—“
He positioned his cock on your slit and rubbed against it; your juices coating him. “Having second thoughts?”
“Just…” You were unable to complete your words as a moan erupted from your lips as the tip of his dick brushed against your clit.
“If there’s nothing else, then take a deep breath.”
“H-ha? What are you—!!”
Abruptly, Alhaitham pushed himself inside of you in one fluid motion. You were so tight and warm around him that he had to growl in pleasure; his hands holding your waist tightly.
“Fuck…”
“…H-haitham….!”
You tried to adjust to his size, but it was so overwhelming that your knuckles were turning white from gripping the sheets so tightly. It didn’t help as well when Alhaitham thrusted inside you once more; bottoming up and reaching the entrance of your womb. You didn’t expect that this will feel so intense. You really wished you’d listen to him when he said to take a breath.
He didn’t give you any time to think when he began moving, rubbing your insides and prodding against your g-spot. The only things you heard at that time were your hoarse moans, his low grunts and skin clapping against each other. Alhaitham churned your insides relentlessly, his large cock slamming against you with such force enough for you to see stars.
“You like that, huh…?” he whispered, leaning over. His deep voice sent shivers down your spine, as the tension in the pit of your stomach begins to build up. You wanted more.
“Yes…! P-please…fuck me harder…! D-deeper…!”
Alhaitham groaned as he felt your walls tightened. He had to distract himself from reach his peak prematurely by littering love bites from your neck down your back. By the time he was done, you were a masterpiece of dark splotches and teeth marks, and a lot closer to your orgasm.
Caressing your clit, Alhaitham drew you even closer as he hastened his pace. It was absolute torture, but it was sending you to the high heavens.
“H-haitham….! P-please…! I’m close…!”
Without a reply, he leaned back and grabbed both your arms and fucked you as harshly as he could. He was close himself and by the way you were clamping on him, he would be a goner anytime soon.
Erratically thrusting inside you, Alhaitham finally allowed his orgasm upon him—his hot cum painting your walls white and prompting you to reach your climax as well; screaming and groaning while seeing white.
A few moments elapsed as Alhaitham pulled out from you who had collapsed on the bed instantly. However, instead of joining you, the man simply hovered above you with his cock still at full mast.
“H-how are you…?! Didn’t you just—“ you asked, incredulous, as he moved you once again, now laying on your back.
“Oh? You thought we were done here?” He replied as he spread your legs, your hole now leaking with his cum mixed with your juices. He quietly scooped it up and pushed them back your hole with his fingers.
You keened. “A-Alhaitham…please…I’m still sensitive…”
“Just this once, humor me.” He said and you blinked. Well, that wasn’t what you expected and you might’ve seen a glimpse of his more emotional side. You were curious, and you wanted to see more. Of course, you acquiesced.
“J-just this once…” you replied, gazing into his eyes.
With that, Alhaitham silently nodded and positioned himself. “This time, you should really take a deep breath.”
Heeding his advice, the second time he filled you up with his large cock wasn’t as harsh as the first. Yet now, you felt his cum inside of you, making a squelching sound as he once again mercilessly ravaged your hole.
“A-ahh…! Ah!...Haitham…I can’t take it…!”
You tightly wound your arms around his shoulders as you took him in over and over again; his cock plunging in and outside of you still as intense as before. But now, he was beginning to mold your pussy into his shape.
Capturing your lips in a kiss, Alhaitham was now gentler and more sensual as if the first time has already fulfilled his carnal desires, and now this one was fulfilling his emotional desires. If only the both of you were more honest to each other, it would have been easier, and you would have enjoyed each other’s embrace a little earlier. But there were reputations to be maintained and egos to be stroked before the both of you heeded what your hearts truly needed.
At the start, the fact that you were simply tired and stressed out and you needed to get laid was just a convenient excuse. The both of you knew that, but both of your personalities refuse to be honest with each other that the frustration was building up.
Alhaitham slid his tongue along yours, drool messily connecting both your lips. Closing in again, you bit and nibbled against his lower lip, earning a groan and a sharp thrust from him which had you tightening around him. If that was how this was done, you’d definitely do it again.
“YN….ngh..I’m close…” he whispered, his lips once again on your pulse point as he relentlessly prodded his cock on your g-spot.
“Yes…yes…a-ah…! A-Alhaitham…! Come inside me…!”
“F-fuck…!”
Feeling his dick twitch inside of you, you scratched his back with your nails and wrapped your legs around his torso. His pace then turned uneven as you felt the string inside of you tighten. In just a few thrusts to your g-spot, a searing hot flash of pleasure overwhelmed your body with shivers and trembles. Alhaitham immediately followed, once again filling you up to the brim; so much to the point of his cum dripping down your hole.
After allowing your orgasms to wash over you, Alhaitham pulled out and slid beside you, pulling you close to his chest. With bated breaths, the both of you gazed at each other; waiting for anyone to say anything. In the end, he had beaten you to the chase.
“Let’s do it again next time…” he suggested, voice still recuperating.
You nodded. “If and when we’re tired or stressed.”
Alhaitham nodded. But the both of you knew that you’d probably use all the excuses in the world just to do it again.
Still, the truth is yet buried deep inside the both of you.
A/N: phew i was projecting on this to the high heavens. im just basing my characterization of Kaveh from the small snippets and descriptions of him. still i am down bad for this man, so you might see more of him here lmaooo also thank you @yostresswritinggirl for showing me those leaks of Kaveh >,<
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You watched the arms of the clock turn in precise increments. Every second, every minute, every hour—time passes by without mercy, without consolation. As the night grew deeper, nilotpala blooms glowed like gems of the Sumerian forest while padisarahs danced at the sway of the summer breeze in long-lost tunes of the ancients, yet this desolate beauty offered you no repose.
As you silently regarded the forest canopy at the balcony of your room, your mind and your heart were at odds. Why is it that most objects have simple machinations? Clocks are mere arrangements of gears, springs and rods, while flowers are just petals, leaves, stems and roots. Yet, if anyone peered right into your heart, all they will see is a dark amalgamation of fear, self-loathing and weaknesses. Why can’t you be as simple as a flower? Or as straightforward as clockwork?
In the end, human emotions are complex and inexplicable. You could only wish it wasn’t.
The clock finally struck midnight. You leaned against the limestone guardrails decorated with rosettes, vines and lilies, mimicking Sumeru’s lush flora. This was the only place heavily—or you could say, lovingly, adorned with artistry like no other compared to the rest of the building. It was intentional, of course. He was just that type of guy.
Amidst the cacophony of forest noise, you heard the trapdoor opening, yet you didn’t even bother to look. After all, there was no point in knowing when there was only one person who would care to enter that way. Eventually, his footfalls grew nearer until you sensed him standing in front of you. You concentrated well on staring at the sleeping dusk bird perched on a nearby adhigama tree, yet all of it was wasted when he gently brushed a finger up your cheek towards your ear. You mulishly suppressed a shiver.
“I never thought you’d become some forlorn princess brooding on her balcony window while I was away,” he teased, his scarlet eyes twinkling like rubies in the moonlight.
You finally turned towards him—unimpressed was written all over your face. With brows raised and lips tight, you glanced at the hand that was still cupping your cheek, and then stared back at him.
“Kaveh.”
“Yes, love?” His voice was sweet; annoyingly sweet for your taste.
You sighed heavily. “Are you even supposed to be here?”
At your exasperation, Kaveh only chuckled and sat beside you on the wide guardrails. Taking one of your hands, he softly caressed each of your ink-stained fingers, as you watch his ministrations with a heartbeat as loud as thunderous lightning.
“Of course not, yet I simply had to see you,” he replied with a smile.
“There’s nothing simple about that,” you grumbled. “We could get caught by my parents.”
Kaveh smirked. “In that case, we’ll just say I’m yours and you’re mine, and be done with it.”
His words—and you meant everything that came from that smart-ass, yet pretty mouth—made you want to run away and hide under the covers, not because you didn’t like it, but because it was just so overwhelmingly incomprehensible to your logical mind for anybody to like you that much.
You snatched away your hand and covered your warming cheeks. There was no way you can face him after that.
“Please refrain from saying those kinds of things,” you reprimanded, yet he only hummed in amusement.
“Denied,” Kaveh leaned against the stone post behind him. “I like seeing you flustered. You look so adorable.”
His comment irked something in you, earning him a glare. “Go home.”
Before he could do anything, you turned away and got up from your place. Yet still, he was swift enough to stop you on your tracks.
“Fine, I’m sorry. I won’t tease you anymore,” he said with a defeated smile as he held both your arms in a way that was careful and measured. Even so, you regarded him with an eye of incredulity. “I’m not your source of entertainment,” you said with an air of finality.
“Yes, yes, I understand,” he replied, tucking a strand of stray hair behind your ear. “But I’m serious about what I said earlier. I would like to officially meet your parents. Not as Kaveh, the one who designed this house, but as someone seriously thinking about being with you for the rest of my life.”
“Wha—! You…!” Your voice immediately got caught in your throat. Of all things, this was the least you’d expect out from him.
Standing on the balcony’s edge, you could hardly hear the incessant chirping of crickets or the lonely hoots of owls against the violent thumping of your heart. There was nothing simple about this. Matters of the heart were not your specialty, in fact, you never thought you’d need it in your skill set, yet when you met him a few summers ago, you were suddenly thrown into a world you knew nothing about.
Silently, gently, Kaveh coaxed you into his arms; allowing you to bury your face on his chest. It was cute for you to be this way—the ever-composed, all-achieving poster child of the Akademiya all flustered underneath his embrace; only for his eyes to see. While he did wish to monopolize you like this, Kaveh guided you through this unknown territory patiently; unraveling not only you but also himself in the process.
“Have you calmed down yet?” he whispered, his hand soothingly patting your head for a while now. “Sorry if I caught you off-guard.”
“No, I just—“ You stuttered. “I just don’t know how to deal with all of this.”
“That’s fine. Take your time to digest it,” Kaveh replied as he began to sway the both of you gently without letting you go.
With a deep breath, you swallowed the lump on your throat and hesitantly wrapped your arms around him. Though you were still hiding your face, his scent and the warmth of his embrace had your heart racing again.
“You know, sometimes I wonder how you’re able to wait for me. I know you’re holding my hand through all of this like you promised. But I’m sure…somehow, you’d want to take things to the next level, and I feel like I’m holding you back. All I do is take from you and I don’t give anything in return. It makes me feel so inadequate, compared to what you do for me,” you confessed, voice muffled by the fabric of Kaveh’s shirt.
It was true though. Until now, there were times which you cannot comprehend what you were feeling. It was easy to distinguish anger, sadness, disappointment or joy, yet love was as ambiguous and complex as the roots of Irminsul. You were afraid that perhaps one day, you will realize that this was not love after all.
Knowing you wouldn’t want him to see your face at that moment, Kaveh settled with burying his nose in your hair. You may not know it but your words could easily play with the speed of his heartbeat. Ever since that summer years ago, his perspective has deepened, his rigid heart has softened and he had found his sanctuary in you. With you, he had become a better person—less temperamental, more soft, patient and understanding. Most importantly, you were the much-needed peace in his soul.
Kissing the crown of your head, Kaveh finally replied after allowing his heart to calm down.
“My dear, I may be an extravagant man, but being with you is all I’ll ever need. And it breaks my heart if you think you are not good enough because to me, you are already everything I need.”
Kaveh could feel you squirming in embarrassment between his arms, which made him chuckle a bit. You wouldn’t like those bold declarations of love.
“Allow me to put this in another way,” he continued, “please forgive me if I placed unnecessary pressure on you. That was never my intention. I truly don’t mind waiting, because I do not wish to force you into doing things you are not comfortable with. Like I promised then, we can take things slow.”
This time, his words gave you enough courage to look up. Somehow, you wanted to hear his response as you gazed right into his scarlet orbs. There are often things that go unnoticed if not seen by one’s very own eyes. As delicate as roses from Mondstadt, as brilliant as rubies from Liyue, as ephemeral as maple leaves from Inazuma—his eyes held strength and sincerity. Just by looking into him, you can read exactly how he was feeling.
“Can I trust you?”
You finally asked the question posed by your intrusive thoughts at midnights. Kaveh smiled warmly at you; it made you feel at home.
“If I may have the honor to have your trust, I will treasure it with my life.”
You flushed, but then grumbled petulantly. “You really have your way with words…”
He grinned at you as he cupped your cheek. “If I didn’t, would I have been able to worm my way inside your heart? Surely not.”
Dragging the both of you inside your room without ever letting you go from his arms, the blond continued talking playfully. “Who would’ve imagined that genius architect Kaveh would end up with little miss goody-two-shoes here?”
“Oh save me from your dramatics, we both know you were practically chasing after me,” you scoffed. “And speaking of genius architect Kaveh, you were kicked out of the house by Alhaitham again, weren’t you?”
On your question, your lover tossed the both of you on top of your bed. You knew he was avoiding answering.
“A matter of semantics. I was locked out of the house, not kicked out. Haitham took both keys with him when he skedaddled somewhere else,” he defended as he settled on top of you. “Besides, you were gone for a month, and I had to finish a project while you were away. I missed you terribly.”
“You’re not very convincing, Kaveh. I’m sure you’re after something else as well,” you remarked, twirling a strand of his blond hair between your fingers. With him hovering above you as you laid beneath him, both your positions were definitely setting up the mood.
He grinned, bringing his face closer to your ear. “You wouldn’t be Vahumana’s star student for nothing. You definitely saw right through me.”
You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, already beginning to remove the fancy accessories in his being.
“Nah, I’ve been with you for so long, I just might be able to read your mind.”
“Oh, could you now?” Kaveh asked amusingly as he arched a brow. “Tell me what’s on my mind then.”
Smirking, you slipped his cape right off together with all the jewelry and tossed it next to the bed. “You haven’t been laid for some time, and now you’re horny and want a bit of my attention.”
“Well, if I may?” he asked, kissing the knuckles of your hands; his eyes shining excitedly.
Smiling, you replied. “You may.”
In the next several moments, you did give him your attention, but not as much as how Kaveh practically worshiped you. His lips first found purchase on yours, tentatively at first yet evolved into a hungrier and rougher sort of kiss. He would dive deep, tongue and all, as if trying to fit every ounce of his love for you in one kiss. Of course, that would never be enough at all.
Kaveh can easily take your breath away. He was the sort of man who openly expressed his emotions; often extravagantly but it was genuine and in your opinion, rather endearing. His love making was no different. His hands would gently caress all your curves and flats, as he expertly removed your clothes without much thought.
“I missed you, Y/N…truly,” he whispered as his lips left rosettes from your neck down to your collarbones.
You could only whine, clinging to his white shirt which was already draped messily over his body. Eyeing his physique, you wondered how he was able to maintain such a toned body after so much studying in a desk all day, but still you appreciated it and ran your hand over his pectorals down to his abs.
At your ministrations, Kaveh stopped and gave you a knowing look. That look irked you to no end, yet it was hot at the same time, making you unable to hold onto that annoyance.
“If you want to touch, just say so,” he said with a grin as he placed your hand over his chest. He knew you had the tendency to run away if you get embarrassed, so he held you tightly in place without anywhere to go to.
Without a choice, you pursed your lips and began touching him. Kaveh’s muscles were sturdy yet soft at the same time; each muscle prominent to your touch. Sneaking a glance at his face, you saw him flushed red from ear to ear with half-lidded eyes and lips parted slightly. It was obvious he was trying his best to hold on.
“Alright, enough of that.”
He suddenly seized your hand and kissed you once again. If Kaveh was honest, your observations were definitely not far off. If he hadn’t stopped you then, he might’ve popped then and there, and it will be all over. He at least wanted this moment to be a little longer.
It had been a while since he had you between his arms, and he was more than eager to savor you from head to toe. With both hands, he fondled your chest as gently as he could while he played with your sensitive nubs. Kaveh eagerly lapped on one while he teased the other with his fingers. He was a tactile sort of person and he definitely loved the soft heaviness of your chest on his palms.
As he moved from your chest to your stomach and down further, you on the other hand, was rendered into a moaning mess. There was no part of your body which was not touched by Kaveh’s lips, and he definitely left evidence of his touch with dark splotches whenever he can. Beside your belly button, on your inner thighs, down to your knees and even on your feet—he kissed them all as if they were all sacred.
Suffice to say, the foreplay was driving you insane. He hadn’t even touched your core yet you knew you were drenched. This is how Kaveh would make love—slowly, deliberately and meticulous to a fault. He can withhold his own satisfaction, saying that the wait made the reward more delicious. That’s why even before the main event, he had you already trembling and shivering in pleasure.
“Kaveh…please…I need you now…” you moaned, unable to bear his incessant teasing any longer.
Your lover only grinned at you as he placed a small peck on your lips. “Don’t worry, dear. I’ll make you come right away.”
Without any warning, Kaveh plunged two fingers inside of you; your juices enough to accommodate his digits effortlessly. You immediately arched your back at the sudden penetration, clinging onto the sheets for dear life.
“Kaveh, you little shit…!” you cursed, almost drooling at how his fingers easily found your sensitive spot.
“Yes, love?” He teased. You knew he was aware what you truly wanted, and yet he was enough of a jerk to withhold it from you. He liked it when you were slightly mean to him, as if he had some twisted satisfaction in your act of defiance. Thus, Kaveh will make sure that you come with his fingers until you could no longer tell what was right from left.
“F-Fuck…fuck…!” You repeated as he kept pumping his long fingers inside of you, his palm often brushing against your sensitive nub.
Taking it up a notch, he placed himself between your legs and began lapping on your juices spilling from your cunt. His tongue would often circle teasingly around your clit and suck on it without warning, earning a load groan from you. You were getting closer. He knew it as well as he felt your walls tighten around his fingers. It was at this moment that he added another finger and pressed against your spot over and over again.
“Oh gods…Kaveh…! Please!”
In your head, your body felt like a huge bundle of nerve endings; spasms hit you over and over again in waves of pleasure. It was as if you were burned and electrified simultaneously. In no time, something inside you snapped and you came moaning his name on your lips.
Still recovering from your massive orgasm, Kaveh pulled out his fingers and licked them one by one as he had his eyes on you.
“Never had appetizer as good as you, my love. Perhaps, we shall move on to the main course.”
In your deliriousness, you noticed the large tent on his pants, yearning for attention. He had noticed your stares too and a smirked formed on his lips.
“Are you curious?” Kaveh asked as he crawled on top of you. “You haven’t tried it before.”
“I—“ you began. Yes. You were indeed curious. You wondered how it would feel to have it in your mouth; learning that other couples do it as well.
Gazing into his maroon eyes for a moment, you then nodded tentatively. He nodded back wordlessly and sat on the bed; coaxing you to come nearer.
“Are you a hundred percent sure about this?” he asked, now back to his serious, more protective self as he supported both of your arms.
“Yes,” you immediately answered. “I want to see you feeling good as well…”
“Alright. But know that we can stop anytime if you feel uncomfortable.”
Nodding once more, you settled yourself between his legs as he finally released himself from the restraints of his pants.
Now that his cock was right before your face, you had never realized that Kaveh was more well-endowed than normal even though you had him inside of you several times. You began to doubt if you had made the right decision. Yet, you had already decided not to run away and finally see things through.
Tentatively, you gave the tip a peck and watched how Kaveh would react. You were slightly disappointed that he only gave you a reassuring smile. But that only made you more determined to have him at your mercy.
Slowly, you took him, allowing yourself to adjust to his length and girth. When you finally bottomed up, you began bobbing your head up and down his length, making sure there were no teeth involved.
"Y/N…" he growled breathily, making you glance up at him.
There you saw him bright red, holding onto the sheets with force enough to rip them apart. He was struggling, prompting you to doubled your efforts to make him come apart. In his view, Kaveh knew he was a goner when he looked down at you, eagerly trying to make him feel good. He wanted to force your head down and move at his own pace yet he held back, allowing you to pleasure him as much as you wanted.
With lips parted and head thrown back, Kaveh felt his climax nearer than expected. While a little clumsy, your mouth felt so good with your tongue wrapped around him. He was in an unimaginable amount of pleasure when you sucked the tip as you pumped the rest of his shaft. He could feel himself stretched over thinly. Anytime now, he would surely climax.
"Fuck…Y/N…! Wait…!" He exclaimed, yet it was already too late.
The moment you gazed up at him as you hummed, the vibrations from your mouth sent him to high heavens. Ropes of hot white cum filled your mouth down to your throat as Kaveh rode out his climax. You were of course, surprised, coughing as the amount spilled from your lips.
"Y/N—! I’m so sorry, I should have said—" he was hurling apologies at Mach speeds, so you held your hand to stop him.
“It’s…fine,” you replied, still struggling to regain your voice. It was truly fine though. You got want you wanted. The way Kaveh looked so uninhibited, with his shirt open and muscles contracting at every wave of stimulation—that was enough fodder to fuel your lonely nights. Moving towards him, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and cupped his still flushed cheeks.
“I understand it now,” you placed a peck on his lips. “I like how you look when you’re drowning in pleasure.”
Kaveh blinked for a moment and then chuckled. “Really now?”
Placing his arms around your waist, Kaveh pressed his face against your bare chest. Breathing in your scent, his clear mind became heady again; just truly addicted to your presence. There was nowhere in the world he wanted to be than in your arms; head hazy and drunk in lust and pleasure. The Kaveh of years ago would balk at how lovesick he was acting for a single girl. Now, that would be hilarious.
Littering pecks and bites down your abdomen, he just couldn’t get enough of you.
“I love you. I love you so much, you couldn’t even imagine.”
“Wha—“ you paused, “Please give me a warning next time you say something like this. I don’t think my heart can handle it anymore.”
Kaveh smiled as he placed a peck on your stomach. “Then, you better get used to it, because I have all the intentions to marry you.”
“Settle your debts first and we’ll talk,” you replied with a smirk, yet it was easily wiped away when he pushed you down on the mattress.
“Aww…is that non-negotiable?” he asked, feigning disappointment as he attacked your face with numerous kisses. “I was hoping you’d help me out.”
“Don’t give me that,” you laughed, “I’m sure the genius architect can figure something out.”
“What a way to stroke my ego.”
Raising your brows, you glanced down on his pants and his now erect member. “How about that? Want to do something about it?”
“So you’re still up for more? I was trying to be considerate.”
“Oh please. Knowing you, you’d probably be up for a few rounds after.”
“I’ll take that as a yes then,”
With those words, Kaveh pressed his lips against yours, easily melding with your tongue. He nibbled at your lower lip, gently at first, and then bit hungrily in a bout of lust. There was an immediate flurry of haste—the rest of his clothes thrown away to some part of the room, while his hands caressed at every part of you he could reach. At this point, your skin was filled with splotches of color; his masterpiece he would call it.
“Kaveh…hurry up…” you mewled, your hands on his tousled blond hair as he gave your thighs more pecks and love bites. He could easily get lost in his ministrations.
“So eager for me, huh?” he grinned. Listening to you this time, Kaveh kneeled in front of you, his large cock on one hand. He spread your legs apart; your cunt glistening with all the juices you had accumulated because of him. Placing his shaft over your slit, he rubbed himself against you—the head of his dick touching your clit, easily making you squirm underneath him.
“You look so adorable this way, Y/N,” he remarked, eyes feral and deadly. “Makes me want to fuck you senseless.”
You groaned impatiently. “Then fuck me! Fuck me already Kaveh…! I want you now…please—!”
That was enough to drive Kaveh wild. “As you wish.”
With gritted teeth, he pinned both of your hands with one hand and gazed right into your eyes, waiting for your word. When you nodded, he positioned himself and plunged into you in one move, making you arch your back at the sudden stimulation which sent electricity up and down your spine.
“Oh gods…” you whimpered; allowing his size to stretch you out in the best ways possible. It had truly been a while since you last had him inside of you; you almost forgot how immaculate it felt.
Unbeknownst to you, Kaveh was trying his best to rein himself, with brows furrowed and eyes tightly shut. It felt so good to have you around him that he forgot how to breathe, only allowing himself to relax when you reached out to him for a kiss.
“Just stay like that for a bit,” you muttered, savoring his warmth and his scent.
“Y/N…I don’t think I can…” he choked out, burying his face on your neck to distract himself. “Please…I…”
“You’re such a lightweight,” you teased him, nibbling his already red ears. “Fine, you can move now.”
Not wasting another moment, Kaveh growled and pushed himself deeper into you, earning a surprised yelp from you. Steadily, he built up his pace until you were muttering his name over and over again. With hands tightly gripping your waist, Kaveh thrusted into you ruthlessly, the tip of his cock pressing against your g-spot.
“K-Kaveh…! Wait…!”
“Who’s the lightweight now, huh?” he snickered between gritted teeth. To be honest, he was no better but he couldn’t help but poke fun at you.
One thing you noticed about Kaveh over the years was that he can be gentle if he wanted to, but often, he liked it when you were writhing underneath him, unable to think, unable to control yourself. The image of you—hair messy on the sheets, lips swollen from all the kisses, and body filled with his marks—was enough to push him to the brink of ecstasy.
“Come here,” he commanded, pulling you to sit on his lap. You keened at how he sank deeper into you, the stimulation driving you into deliriousness. Yet Kaveh continued to fuck you mercilessly, ever-determined to see you drunk in lust and ecstasy.
“Yes…fuck! That feels so good…! Kaveh—”
“Y/N…are you close…?” he asked, mouth lapping at your nipples.
“Haaa….yes…! Just keep going…”
Kaveh groaned as he felt your walls tighten around him. He knew you were close to snapping at any moment, yet he further encouraged it by rubbing circles on your sensitive clit. The sudden intensity sent you spiraling towards your orgasm, nails digging on his bare back as you tightened around him.
Yet that didn’t stop Kaveh from thrusting roughly into you, his pace becoming bold and erratic as he neared his climax. Overstimulated, you could allow the mind-numbing pleasure to wash over you as it coursed through your nerves; with eyes half-lidded and mouth drooling.
“Fuck…! I want to fill you up…” Kaveh growled breathily, sucking and biting the skin on your neck. “YN…I’m coming!”
In a matter of seconds, you felt Kaveh bury himself in you to the hilt. You could feel his hot cum filling you up, spilling out of you. At the same time, your screams filled his ears as he sent you to your second orgasm; your body shaking and trembling at the intensity of your climax. Still riding the spells of pleasure, Kaveh captured your lips once more, now gentler and filled with love. His lips sensually moved against yours, prompting to open your mouth to let him in.
“Kaveh…” you whispered. Your hands brushed his long blond hair, now tousled and messy from all the lovemaking.
“Let’s stay like this for a little while...” he replied, taking in your scent as he allowed his breathing to catch up.
And so, the both of you sat motionless for a moment until Kaveh released you from his grasps and gently laid you down on the bed. He did groan as he pulled out, but he only repositioned himself closer beside you.
It was in these moments that Kaveh seemed truly vulnerable. The way he clung onto you, relishing on the afterglow, made it obvious that his words were no lies. He loves you, and he would take any opportunity to show it to you. You still wondered how this man was able to adore you, unconditionally and often times, dramatically. Yet you guessed it was just him genuinely expressing his love in the way that he knows.
Brushing a strand of blond hair away from his face, you saw a smirk creep up from his lips; his scarlet eyes flutter open.
A/N: So uh yeah, this was mainly inspired by hcs from @genshin-spice!! thank you for the ideas sjkdha as well as the asks I have received! I decided to combine them into one fic bc im lazy i hope u like it jkasdha
Warning: THIS IS AN 18+ FIC, SO MINORS OUT THERE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
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It was in the dead of the night.
Zhongli breathed in; eyes dilated.
His study was quiet—yet all he could hear was his heart beat pounding violently against his chest and the sound of skin rubbing against skin.
He couldn’t take it.
In Zhongli’s mind was an image of you in positions you have never been before. He could see you on the bed as he pins you down, ass high up as he gripped on your waist until bruises form. He could see sheathing himself completely into you, reeling at the erotic sounds which escaped your lips as he roughly thrusts in and out.
The grip of his hand tightened, moving up and down his enlarged shaft. Zhongli grunted as he felt his digits grind on a particularly sensitive spot. It would’ve been better if it was your mouth instead of his hands.
“YN….! Nghh…!”
Ignoring his locks thrown askew by his movements, Zhongli continued to see you in his mind’s eyes. Precious, beautiful; more than any stone or gem in the world. He’ll spread you out, pleasuring you and worshipping your body with his tongue. In every turn, he would leave his marks, proving that you were his and his only.
“Ahh…darling…I just…want to…!”
He growled, speeding up the movement of his wrist. He could feel himself grow even bigger as scales begin to form on his skin, as his nails turn sharper.
Zhongli wanted you. He wanted to pound into wildly until you keen and clamp around him; until you become a staggering mess of moans and drool. You will be quivering as your orgasm washes over you, yet he wouldn’t stop. This wasn’t the time to stop.
“Ughh….haa…! YN….! YN…! I’m close—!”
He’ll push even deeper, harder; making sure the tip of his cock reaches your womb. And that’s when he’ll release his warm seed into you, filling you up until his cum is dripping from your hole, until you were spent on the bed and still shaking from the intensity.
That’s not enough, Zhongli could sense something growl in him. Not enough.
You will be screaming with oversensitivity as he pushes inside you once more, his dick still hard as he keeps on going. You will be muttering his name ceaselessly as he fills you up, cumming inside you over and over again until you get pregnant with his child.
Yes.
The image of you on the bed, exhausted from his relentless pounding as cum leaks from your hole, surely pregnant with his child burned vividly inside his imagination. It sent an overwhelming surge of pleasure towards his cock; urging him to climax.
“Nnnh—!”
In one move, Zhongli orgasmed, his cum spurting to his stomach and clothes as he breathed in heavily. He tried to calm himself down yet the image of him cumming inside you was still so fresh that his excitement wouldn’t subside.
“…what is…this…?”
It seemed like his libido has peaked dramatically in the past few weeks. Normally, he could withstand not having any sexual activity for some time, especially when you were out of town, but for some reason, all he could think about right now was fucking you senseless.
He touched the scales on his arm. It also hasn’t escaped his notice how he would often show some of his draconic features in the midst of it all. There was only one thing that he could think of.
“Could it be…”
Wait. He hasn’t been in heat for more than a thousand years, and for it to appear right now is mind boggling to the say the least. But he could no longer see this at any other angle. It must have been triggered by your presence, in some way or another. The beast in him knew how he was madly in love with you, how he had taken you as his mate, and now it wants nothing but for you to bear him offspring.
Zhongli sighed. This is a matter that should be discussed first with you. Yet his heat is upon him and if it comes to it, he had to protect you even from himself. Zhongli sighed again heavily and gazed at the wedding ring on his left finger.
“It seems the need arises to arrange necessary measures.
*
“Please explain to me, in some way or another,” you started. “…why I cannot see my own husband in my own house.”
With brows furrowed and arms on your hips, you glared at the offending ‘guards’ loitering around outside the bedroom as they looked at you with a panicked expressions. There were a few familiar faces like QiQi, who was busy staring at nothing and Xiangling, who simply came to visit to deliver freshly cooked dishes from Wanmin Restaurant.
“Dr. Baizhu!” you called out when you were only met with silence.
Giving you a worried look, the doctor tried to calm the situation but to no avail.
“Look, YN…” the doctor hesitated. “Mr. Zhongli is under…certain conditions which makes it dangerous for you to go anywhere near him.”
You blinked, mouth frowning as you tried to make sense of what he was trying to tell you. “And what would that be?”
Travelling around Teyvat for quite some time, you had only returned to Liyue and to your husband (of a year and a quarter) today; and to be denied access to somehow greet and touch the person you had missed so dearly only irked your frustration. You were determined that the first thing you do when you return was to run straight into his arms, kiss him hard and talk to him about an important matter in both your lives, but it seemed like the odds weren’t in your favor.
“Well,” Dr. Baizhu struggled to reply, as he was under the implicit instruction not to reveal the exact details. “All I can say is that it’s a condition where Mr. Zhongli wouldn’t be able to act properly around you. But please don’t worry, it’s not contagious and it’ll be over in a week or so.”
If anything, the vagueness only alarmed you. What illness could possibly make him lose control like that? Zhongli, as you knew him, was always someone who regarded himself with propriety and dignity. If this condition can weaken him like that, you were all the more worried.
“I…If that’s the case, then I really need to see him,” you insisted, now concern etched into your eyes. “I can’t just leave him alone like this.”
Stand firm, Dr. Baizhu. My wife is especially stubborn—he had been warned a few days before, dismissing it as something a husband would normally say about his wife, but now that he was face to face with that stubbornness he had been warned with, it seemed like he had underestimate you.
“YN…I…” he breathed in as he placed a consoling hand on your shoulders. “I would not recommend seeing Mr. Zhongli at this point—”
“Just a peek wouldn’t hurt, right?” you interrupted. “I just want to see him.”
The doctor gazed down at you with an apologetic look, fully understanding why you were desperate in your request. You haven’t seen him for quite some time, and to find him sick and unable to see him when you finally returned—he could understand. He really does. That’s why, in the end, the doctor relented. He’ll face the consequences later on.
“Alright,” Dr. Baizhu sighed. “Just a peek and nothing more, got it?”
Upon hearing his words, your face brightened up in a flash. “Thank you, doctor!”
As he led you to the door of the master’s bedroom, you followed silently behind; watching as Dr. Baizhu unlocked the door from the outside—why would they need to lock it anyway, you thought—and pushed the door slightly ajar.
You pursed your lips.
In a breath, you knocked the doctor aside and went in as quickly as you could; shutting the door behind you as he protested from the outside. Apologies, Dr. Baizhu…!
Swiftly recovering from the sudden action, you noticed that it was dark inside; the windows shut and heavy curtains blocking any stray sunshine. The only source of light was the single glowing lantern at the far end of the room which only illuminated half of your face and offered a simple silhouette of your husband sitting on the bed.
You breathed in a sigh of relief.
“Right. I don’t really have much time, and I already duped Dr. Baizhu, so I’ll make this quick. I just want you to know that I’m back, and while I do have something I want to talk about with you, I’ll wait till this gets sorted out. So if you need anything, I’m right here—”
You halted; ears trained at the low growl you just noticed.
“…Zhongli…?” you asked, apprehension rising as you took a step forward.
“Why are you here?”
He finally spoke, yet instead of the sweet deep hum of his voice, this one was a lot harsher.
“What…?” you asked, surprised at his words. “I-I just wanted to see you…”
“You’re not allowed here,” Zhongli continued as he rose from the bed, his frame seemingly much taller that usual yet the darkness had hindered you from telling clearly. “It seems Dr. Baizhu has failed to stop you.”
Brows furrowed, you spoke with a waver in your voice. “Zhongli, what’s wrong…?”
In a bat of an eye, he was in front of you, pining you against the door with his lithe form. His clutches were firm but gentle enough not to hurt you as you felt him look closely at you. Daring your eyes to open, finally, finally, you could see him.
His usual warm amber orbs were now glowing golden, his pupils turned into slits. You could see scales on his skin and horns on his head as he grasped your wrists with his clawed hands. You would’ve screamed if you weren’t too surprised. Astonishment was an understatement of how you felt at that exact moment.
“Do you now see what is wrong?” he snarled at you, his eyes narrowing.
Taking in a gulp, you tried to calm yourself. This is still Zhongli, just different. You were used to the unusual things happening around him because of his status as an ex-archon, but this just takes the cake.
“Wha—why are you half….half dragon?!” you exclaimed.
He could feel him make a disgruntled noise as his grip on you tightened. “That is of no importance. You have to leave before I lose my sense of control.”
You glared at him, finally realizing that he was still the husband you knew; probably just a bit frustrated.
“No. Tell me exactly what’s happening Zhongli. It is my responsibility as your wife to take care of you, and I can’t possibly leave you like this without knowing the full extent of the problem.”
Zhongli clicked his tongue and closed his eyes, exasperated at your mulish behavior. Why can’t you just follow obediently? He was really weak against you; even more so at that exact moment.
You can’t hold his cheeks with your hands pinned but you at least tried to console the obvious turmoil inside of him. “I’m right here, love. It’s alright…you can tell me.”
In an instant, Zhongli conceded, melting at your presence as he nuzzled himself on your neck, his breath tickling your skin. He always loved your scent; amplified by his draconic instincts, it was even more intoxicating.
“As a dragon, I am in heat,” he whispered just below your ear as you felt him smirk. “Are you still willing to help me out?”
Heat…?!
You immediately flushed at the implication of his words. Sex was no stranger in your relationship even before you became husband and wife, but for some reason, at the suggestion of Zhongli being in heat, you became bashful like a giddy schoolgirl.
“I-I…! Of course!” you replied despite the tumble in your voice. “I’m your wife, it’s only natural that we satisfy each other’s…er…sexual needs…”
Zhongli made a low chuckle as he allowed his lips to graze your skin.
“Have you understood what being in heat truly entails?” he replied, unable to contain the intensity in his voice. “This is not simply an act of making love. I will fuck you. And I will fuck hard, YN. Do you understand?”
It was incredible how his mere words were enough to make your legs shake and your lips quiver. His effect on you has always been like this, but for some reason, in his half dragon form, it had only became more powerful.
“Z-Zhongli…I—”
“This will be different from everything we did so far,” he interrupted you. “I will be rough and relentless. I will bite you and mark you that you are mine and mine only. I will not stop even if you tell me to. I will keep on pounding into you until your womb is full of my seed, and even then, I will not stop. I will breed into you until you become pregnant with my child. Do you truly understand?”
You bit your lip. His words were swirling in your head like a thick soup of lustful thoughts; pushing you into arousal. If he was meaning to scare you, then it had surely backfired.
“I do,” you replied, as he pulled away from you to look into your eyes. “And I want you to do all those things to me.”
For a moment, Zhongli stared at you; speechless and totally caught off guard by your reply. It seems like he hadn’t expected you to agree at all. You were supposed to be frightened, freaked out by his monster-like appearance, but here you are taking up the challenge as if it was nothing.
He grunted as soon as he realized you weren’t backing off. He knew who he had married.
“There is no guarantee that I can control myself later on, YN,” he cautioned you one more time. “I have no wish to hurt you, my love.”
You smiled at him, loosening his grip on your wrists and gently caressing his face. “I know, and I trust you.”
With a sigh, Zhongli stood up straight and scooped you from your place. Carrying you on his arms, he then dropped you unceremoniously on the bed with an ungraceful plop. He gazed at you from above; the power of his eyes never waning.
Because of how dark it was, you have never noticed that he was naked all over. But with the light shining just to the side, you could see his dragon features much more clearly now—dark scales scattered all over his skin, golden horns on his head, sharp claws for hands and feet, as well a tail which was moving back and forth. Shifting your eyes downward, you promptly bit your lip.
You begin to feel apprehensive. It was natural that his dick is much bigger than his human form, but could that even fit inside you? Would you even survive after being fucked with that?
“Zhongli…um….just a moment—"
“You have been warned, YN,” Zhongli finally said as he crawled above you, never breaking eye contact. “I will no longer hold myself back.”
Pining both your wrists above your head, Zhongli cupped your cheeks and captured your lips in a harsh yet searing kiss. His tongue was immediately against yours, exploring your mouth and licking your lips which he had missed for so many months.
He had your breath knocked out of you immediately, as you struggled to keep up with the rapidly electrifying pace he had set. His hands were all over your body as he kept his lips close to yours as if he was trying to devour you. Zhongli wasn’t kidding when he told you he was going to be rough.
Like a rabid beast, he quickly made work of your clothes; ripping them open with his sharp claws as he jumped from your lips to your neck—his favorite place to mark you. He knew every sensitive pulse to suck and nip at; tongue and lips meandering at every dip and rise of the muscles on your neck. Soon enough, he had left it with dark splotches of color on his wake, keening at his handiwork as if it had satisfied the animal in him.
In the sea of silken sheets and two bodies intertwined, you arched to his touch, loving how his mouth descended to your breast, flicking his tongue at your pert nipple. You could feel waves upon waves of arousal as he assaulted you lavishly with his mouth and lips—making sure he worships every inch of your body.
“Z-Zhongli…!”
You could feel his horns touch your skin, his tail twirling around your leg to spread them open; ready for him when he crosses that bridge. It didn’t help how he kept on tracing your skin with the blunt side of his claws, fascinated at how your flesh dipped; at how he was only one push behind before he draws out blood. But you were becoming increasingly sensitive the more he kept on marking your whole body and it only served to add a distinct kind of pleasure from his mouth and tongue.
He was right, this was different from everything you had done so far. This was feral, animalistic and unrestrained. All his past gentle touches were gone, only to be replaced but such an intensity that kept you panting.
“I suppose it is time to get you ready for me.”
Releasing your wrists so he can spread you open, Zhongli gazed up at you as he tore off your underwear, tossing the offending fabric to some corner of the room. You both could see how drenched you were, with him smirking at you as he dipped. And just like he said, he didn’t hold himself back.
In an instant, his tongue was around your clit; sucking and licking at the sensitive nub. You arched on the bed, your hands on his horns as you tried to hide your lustful cries. He growled at you from below, the vibrations eliciting a novel sensation which only made you even more aroused.
“Zhong…li…p-please! Wait—”
You were rapidly getting lightheaded from the sheer pleasure of his tongue, your body shaking as he swiped up your cunt, saving every drop of your juices leaking out. He kept your legs open with his strong claws, making you unable to do anything but submit to his ministrations.
Since he couldn’t insert his digits in you, he pushed his tongue into your hole; the wriggling sensation making your eyes turn. It was incredible how he felt; face buried in your cunt as he kept on licking you like a starved man.
With toes curled, you shut your eyes tight as your mouth flew open for a loud moan. Each pulse of your orgasm engulfing you with pleasure as Zhongli went on without stopping; electricity running underneath your skin.
Just like that, Zhongli pulled away and straddled you between his legs. His burning feral eyes looking down on you as he pumped his cock right before your face. You knew what he was planning to do.
“Open your mouth.”
Unable to deny him despite how lightheaded you are, you opened your lips and slowly took him in, accommodating his large girth and trying not to choke. It wasn’t like this was your first time but you were sucking off a monster of a cock, and your mouth can only fit so much of it.
Twirling your tongue around the tip, you did the best that you could. You knew where he was most sensitive in and kept attacking those places with your tongue. Licking up his shaft and sucking on a prominent vein, you slowly began to enter a lull of arousal—all you could think of was sucking him off, loving how he grinds himself inside your mouth with a guttural groan.
With his claws gripping your head, Zhongli pushed even harder, making you deepthroat him and gagging at how forceful it was. He kept on fucking your mouth, his large dick hitting the back of your throat at every thrust. It seemed painful and it was, as tears streamed down your cheeks, but you were also getting off of it, your cunt once again drenched.
You loved how full your mouth was of him, how the pain and the pleasure melded together into an incomprehensible yet hedonistic sensation. He was rough but you loved it.
Suddenly however, Zhongli pulled out from your mouth, his cock bobbing on his toned stomach. He gazed down at you who seemed to have woken up from a trance with watery eyes and pre-cum stained face.
“That’s enough. I think you’re ready.”
Dazed, you could only watch as he returned to his previous position; rubbing his cock on your drenched cunt. Every time he touches your clit, you groaned in delight—your writhing figure only served to push him further into carnality.
Without any warning, he sheathed his dick inside of you in one sharp thrust as you cried out so loudly from the sudden stimulation. He was so thick and you were so full of him in an instant; your cunt quivering from almost cumming.
“Z-Zhong…li…! Nnngh!”
The image of you underneath him—back arched and face in pure ecstasy—Zhongli could no longer stop himself. You were clenching around him so tightly; the warmth of your folds urging him to fuck you senseless.
And he did. Pulling almost all the way out, Zhongli then pounded back into roughly; grunting at how you felt so good around him. He continued to thrust into you, setting up a rough and harsh pace as he chased his own high.
“You take me in so well, YN,” he whispered as he bent down, your leg hanging on his shoulders. “Hang in there, love.”
All you could feel was him inside you, grazing on your most sensitive spots; turning you delirious with pleasure. He was so big, stretching you to your limits and it felt so good as he kept with his unrelenting thrusts; your cries fueling him to push harder.
His lips were on yours once again; determined to have them swollen with his intense kisses. He had long been waiting for this—every night where he had only had his hand to relieve him; he would think of you in this exact position. But now that he could finally be one with you, he couldn’t help revel in the absolute bliss of your embrace.
With his mouth, he continued where he left off on your breasts; giving the pert nipples more attention with a little bite. You could only scream at the sudden stimulation as it paired perfectly well with his every violent thrust; once again nearing you to the brink of climax.
“No…” he growled at you, his claws now on your hips, easily manhandling you as he kept on pounding again and again. “I won’t stop.”
Skin slapping against skin was heard all over the room other than your hoarse whimpers and his deep groans. Limbs trembling at the overstimulation, you could only grasp on the sheets as Zhongli pleasured himself inside of you.
You were close…so close to climax that it only took one harsh thrust for you to come undone; screaming and clenching around him like a vice grip.
In his eyes, you were so beautiful, so erotic as he watched your orgasm wash over you like a tidal wave. He can’t help but think of how you would look like filled up with his seed, how he would breed into you until you bear him children.
Zhongli immediately felt you tighten up; groaning as he also felt his own orgasm upon him. As the both of you connected glances, he pushed himself further into you, his pace becoming more erratic.
“Nghh…! Take my seed…YN…!”
He moaned as he shoved deep inside of you, his thick cock filling you up with his warm seed. You convulsed once again, loving the way he was cumming inside of you, your eyes seeing nothing but stars.
Breathing in an out, you tried to calm your wildly beating heart as he pulled out. You sighed at the sudden emptiness, already missing how he felt inside you. Trying to find his eyes, you were able to exchange glances as you laid on the bed, breathless.
However, he only returned your fucked out expression with a smirk, which only became more devilish with the slits in his eyes. He could see his cum beginning to leak out from your hole; the image like a drug in his system, sending him into overdrive.
“Did you think we’re already done?” he asked as he turned you around, your ass high up on the air. “That would hardly get you pregnant, my love.”
With those words, he plunged his still hard dick back inside of you who was keening at the sudden stretch.
“…mnn…Zhongli…!” you cried. “I…I’m still sensitive!”
He only chuckled at your protests. Leaning down, he took a bite of your shoulder, and then began to look on the indentations he left.
“Did you conveniently forget the fact that I am a dragon in heat?” he asked, leaving another set of love bites on your shoulder blades. “I will stop at nothing until you are filled to the brim with my seed.”
“…Z-Zhongli…wait…!”
Your husband once again moved roughly, his lips now busy with decorating your back with his marks. Tonight, you will be full of him—his scent, his marks, his seed—you belong to him and no one else.
For the rest of the night, he did exactly what he promised. Zhongli kept on fucking you over and over, and cumming inside you every single time. He seemed to have endless stamina, and kept on going for hours on end. The both of you tried every position possible—from you riding him to him fucking you on his lap—there was no respite.
It was when you heard the roosters crow and the bright singing of the birds that Zhongli finally stopped. Buried on stained sheets and throes of pillows, he finally collapsed beside you who was still trembling from your last orgasm—how many times was it? You had already lost count.
“Have you calmed down now?” you asked, still breathless as you felt him creep a hand around your waist to pull you into a tight snuggle.
Your husband hummed. “Yes. For now, that is.
“So there’s more?”
He kissed the nape of your neck now adorned by his bitemarks. “I did precisely tell you that I am in heat, darling. Heats do not last for a night.”
You sighed at his reply and then turned to place a chaste kiss on his lips. “I’ll be ready then.”
With your words, Zhongli only chuckled, nuzzling against you. “It is still beyond me how you easily agreed. There is no doubt that you will be with child after this.”
A smile crept on your lips.
“Well, actually…that was what I was hoping to talk to you about,” you replied as you covered his arm with yours. “I was going to say I’ll be resigning from adventuring, and focus on finding work here in Liyue so that we can stay close like this.”
“Oh…” was all he could say as everything fell into its rightful places.
“It turned out quite better than expected, didn’t it?” you told him with a grin.
“It did,” Zhongli replied. “Now get some rest, we’ll continue once you wake up.”
A/N: No one asked for this but here you go. This was supposed to be another half dragon Zhongli fic, but oh well, the plot went somewhere else. This is btw based on another fic I’m working on which is a Teashop AU,, so Zhongli is the boss, Keqing, Xiao, and the reader are the employees;;;
Warning: THIS IS AN 18+ FIC, SO MINORS OUT THERE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
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After hours in the teashop was almost identical to its opening hours.
It was peaceful and quiet, with all the chairs stowed away and the window covers rolled down—the only difference was the void of loneliness left by the absence of the customers’ chatter. Yet this was the perfect time for you, as a waitress to practice your skills in preparing tea.
While one can say that preparing tea is simply a matter of steeping tea leaves in a pot of hot water, such practice does not bring forth the full flavor and aroma of the tea leaves, and does not completely align with the purpose of the tea shop.
Well, that’s how your boss, Zhongli would say.
Thus, with all the materials before you at the counter and an incense stick lighted up somewhere, you were already in the middle of the tea ceremony. To his credit, it was indeed a meditative task—you can allow yourself to just relax and slowly prepare the tea in meticulous steps Zhongli has instructed you to.
You were already in the middle of heating up the Yixing teapot when the tea sommelier stepped out from the kitchen, his handsome face still calm as ever even after a day’s work.
“Oh? Are you practicing?”
Zhongli asked, walking towards you and observing your actions closely. You suddenly felt self-conscious at his presence; your hand holding the iron kettle trembling.
“I-I…yeah,” you managed to reply, even if you were beginning to flush under his scrutinizing gaze.
You had long realized your massive crush on this man; it wasn’t even a secret to your co-workers Keqing and Xiao, yet as an employee, there was no way for you to act upon your feelings on your boss.
“Careful now,” he muttered behind you, covering your hand with his. “We wouldn’t want to get you scalded.”
Slowly, he guided your hand and poured the hot water on to the Yixing tea pot; the steam making your face even hotter than before. While he was busy teaching you, your mind was definitely elsewhere—concentrating only on how warm your back was against his broad chest, or how close his breath was to your ear.
He brought down the iron kettle back to the heating stand much to your relief. However, unlike what you were expecting, he hasn’t left your side, rather, he felt even closer than before.
What…What is this…?!
Inwardly, you were panicking. There was no way for you to continue the tea ceremony like this. Zhongli was so close, too close that he could be snuggling to you at this point. Your heart beat was racing at a hundred mile per hour yet you couldn’t leave your thoughts aside anymore. Your boss isn’t flirting with you now, is he?!
“What’s the next step, YN?” he asked, forcing you out of your mental dilemma. His voice was sultry, and seductively close to your ear, he could nibble on it any second.
“A-ahh….uh…er…leaves! I’m putting in the leaves!” You exclaimed, hand clammy as you searched for the Da Hong Pao among the containers before you.
When you did finally find it, your hand was slightly trembling as you scooped out a spoonful of it until the pot was four-fifths full. You swear you could die from both nervousness and embarrassment as you wondered if Zhongli saw you clumsily filling in the tea pot.
Yet he only chuckled behind you, making you jump as he propped his head on your shoulders. “Excellent. And then?”
Don’t mind him, YN! Just…Just do what you need to do!
“T-The water….to…to m-moisten the leaves!”
Taking the iron kettle once again, you lifted it up at a certain height and began pouring, aiming towards the rim of the teapot. You kept on willing yourself to focus on your technique, but it seemed like your boss has other ideas.
With his free hand, you felt Zhongli glide up his fingers on your back; slowly and deliberately, as if he was intentionally teasing you.
“Stand up straight now, love.”
The effect was immediate. You jolted up from your position, almost missing the tea pot you were pouring water into.
“S-Sir…!” you exclaimed, wide eyed and flustered. “What are you doing…!”
Zhongli only hummed amusingly, much to your chagrin. “I’m simply correcting your posture. Is something wrong?”
You’re definitely not ‘simply correcting’ my posture!
If only you could say that, but you continued on.
The custom was to pour until the water spills out slightly from the teapot, but you were still a few inches away, no thanks to your boss’ antics.
“Now, listen to how the water sounds as you pour it into the teapot,” he was now back beside your ear, as if he was whispering sweet nothings to you. “Does it not resemble the trickling of a mountain stream? Does it not sound good?”
You weren’t really sure what he was referring to as ‘good’ in his last question, but you knew he wasn’t talking about the water anymore.
“As you add more heat, the tea leaves will gradually unfurl and open up.” He continued, “it’s flavor and aroma unlocking as you begin to moisten it up.”
Are…are those innuendos? You pursed your lips despite how his deep voice sends in waves of arousal down between your legs. You were not giving in. Definitely not.
Looking down, you were glad the water had begun to spill out from the teapot—the iron kettle was beginning to weigh on your arm, and your boss was being such a delightful distraction. Placing the kettle back, you then picked up the lid of the teapot and began scraping away the bubbles that had floated on top.
“You must be gentle with it, YN,” he whispered, voice almost raspy, as his hands settled on your hips. It instantly sent shudders down your spine. “Just like how they say, ‘as gentle as a spring breeze, stroking one’s skin…”
As he said those words, his fingers danced on your waist as it eventually slid down your thighs, and stayed there; meandering lines on your trouser-covered skin with his digits.
You bit your lip, stopping a moan from escaping. It was beginning to feel difficult to breathe since he was already embracing you; feeling you up. Even if this was a surprise, you were relishing at his attention; not wanting him to stop.
“S-Sir…I—!” You closed your eyes tightly as he groped your thigh; making you halt all your actions.
“Don’t stop now. Continue.”
Despite, his deep and gentle voice, you knew what an order was. And so you did what he told you, despite how distracting the weight of his hands were on your sensitive skin.
Carefully, with eyes sharp, Zhongli watched as you continued with the tea ceremony—washing the teacups with the first steep and draining the rest into the tea tray. Once again, you picked up the iron kettle and poured boiling water into the teapot for the final infusion.
“You’re doing an excellent job, love,” he murmured to your ear; lips playfully nibbling. “What will you do now?”
“I…I…mmnh…” you tried to reply, yet his hands only made your heart jump to your throat. “…I have to…p-pour hot water outside…too…”
“For what?” He nuzzled on your neck.
Your hands gripped on the handle of the iron kettle tightly. “To…to i-isolate the heat…inside the pot…”
Zhongli made a low chuckle as it reverberated to your ear and down to the part between your legs. “Correct. Perhaps I shall reward you when you’re done. What do you think, love?”
“Nghh…o-okay…”
You can feel him smirk against your neck. “Well then, you still have a few steps to do. Please continue.”
Yet despite your best efforts, you couldn’t shake the arousal that had long been swirling inside your stomach. Squeezing your thighs together, you tried to seek some sort of friction to at least alleviate the haze of lust that was clouding your thoughts. Much to your dismay, your boss held on to you firmly, unable to do anything but dazedly glance at the unfinished ceremony before you.
“Oh? Do you want to stop now?” he asked, his erection now rubbing against your backside. “Will you forfeit your reward then?”
“N-no…! Wait!” you hurriedly replied, panicking.
Reaching for the teapot, you then poured its contents into the fairness pitcher. It only takes a few seconds for the Da Hong Pao to finish steeping because of the high leaf-to-water ratio, and you were glad you didn’t have to wait for too long.
“Now, now, love,” Zhongli admonished you softly, but it came out more like a purr. “Remember that the tea ceremony should not be hurried. Savor and take pleasure in this activity as much as you can.”
Without warning, he rubbed his leg against your most sensitive spot; earning a surprised yelp from you as you gripped the counter until your knuckles turned white. It was good you weren’t holding anything at that time.
“Nghh….Sir! Please…I can’t—!”
Zhongli only tutted at you, his hands inching dangerously between your legs. “It’s a mere few steps left, YN. Perhaps you don’t deserve a reward after all.”
The threat concealed in his voice was obvious to you—it’s either you continue or he’s gonna leave you like that, wanting and unsatisfied.
You pursed your lips and picked up the fairness pitcher. Even if your hands were trembling, you have to finish the ceremony just as he instructed because you know how much he will stick to his word. Pouring into the fragrance-smelling cups quickly and evenly, you came to the point where there was only a small amount of tea left inside the pitcher.
“And what will you do about that?” he suddenly asked, lips pressing against one sensitive pulse on your neck; his knee rubbing against your core.
You bit down a moan, and gathered what remaining strength you still have left. “I…I…have to pour it…”
Your boss pushed his knee harder, making you mewl against the counter. “Pour how?”
“Ahhh…! Haa….d-drop…by drop…”
You were surprised how you still managed to reply with how he was relentless with his stimulation, but it was far from over.
“Could you show it to me then?”
Damn it, Zhongli! You inwardly cursed him, but there was nothing you could do. This was the most laborious of the ceremony but this was to ensure that the flavor and aroma is even in all cups. God knows what he’s going to pull while you concentrate on doing it.
With what little is left inside the pitcher, you then poured a drop in each teacup, slowly but surely. You could feel him grinning as he perched on your shoulders, his hands lazily and deliberately missing your now drenched core.
Just how long will he continue to tease you?
Your patience had long been worn down into tiny slivers, but Zhongli held control over you as much as how he securely pins you to the counter. You could only chew on your lip as you felt his hard on pressing against you as if he was testing how much you could endure.
And finally, as if an eternity has passed, the pitcher was empty and you covered all the fragrance-smelling teacups with empty teacups—arranging them into a presentable display.
“S-sir…! I’m d-done—”
Suddenly, Zhongli turned your head towards him and captured your lips into a searing kiss. He was rough and harsh; all nips and bites and tongue as he prodded your lips open. At the same time, he kept on rubbing your core with his leg which you eagerly responded to with a loud moan.
“Here’s your reward, love,” he told you in between kisses, with a lilt of scorn in his voice. “Rub yourself against my leg and come.”
His vicious lips then turned to your neck and shoulders, littering them with bites and marks wherever he went. He would move his lips sensually on a pulse point before sucking and leaving a bruise for everyone to see tomorrow.
“You seem to like this so much, don’t you?” he asked, grinning as his teeth sunk gently on your shoulder. “Do you like being touched by your boss?”
“N-No…sir—I…!”
Zhongli raised an elegant brow. “Oh, you don’t? Perhaps I should stop here then.”
“Please what?” he asked, gazing at you with such sharp amber eyes.
“I-I…I need you, Sir…! I need to come….p-please! I…I can’t!”
Your boss smirked at you and pulled away.
You panicked in an instant, wondering what you had done wrong. Turning around to see where he went, you were instead bent to the counter, the tea ceremony set already at the side. Quick hands made quick work of your pants until you were only left with your underwear.
Feeling his hands on your hole, you could only moan at his incessant teasing. Fingers prodding and poking but never really committing to making you feel good, your yearning for him inside you only increased further.
“You’ve been so good for me, YN,” you could hear him beside your ear, his chest warm against your back. “I shall fulfill my end of the contract.”
Pushing aside your underwear, he slipped in two fingers inside you, scissoring them on your hot folds. Delirium filled your entire head as you finally felt him give you something more after those long periods of teasing. You have never expected him to be this merciless but you loved it anyway.
“How amusing. You’re shaking your hips on your own,” he remarked, still pumping his fingers in and out of you. “Perhaps I should’ve filled you with my cock instead?”
“Nghhh…Sir…! Y-yes…ahhh…!”
“Would you like that, hmm?” Zhongli asked, scoffing at you. “You would, wouldn’t you?”
You could feel his digits now rubbing against your most sensitive spots, driving you closer and closer to climax. But of course, this was Zhongli. As soon as he felt you tighten up around him, he immediately withdrew his fingers and pushed them inside your mouth.
“Mmnhh…..! Ohh…! Haaa….haa—"
“You whine like a poor beast in heat,” he openly mocked you, his now hard shaft rubbing against your hole and covering it with your slick juices. “How adorable.”
With his fingers in your mouth, you can only groan as he gradually entered you, stretching you out with his large dick. Your thoughts were only swirling with ecstasy as he filled you, pushing in and out of your hole.
And in one sharp thrust, Zhongli buried himself fully into you—triggering your climax. Shaking underneath him as your orgasm flooded you, your boss continued to pound into you, unrelenting despite how sensitive you are at that point.
Pulling his fingers out of your mouth, he took a fistful of your hair as he set his brutal pace—smirking as he watched your teary-eyed yet debauched expression.
“You take me in so well, love,” he praised you, though there was a mix of derision in his tone. “You like being fucked by your boss, don’t you?”
“S-Sir…! N-No…Ahhhh….! Nghhh…! Sir! Please…”
At your denial, Zhongli only shoved deeper inside of you, drawing out a long groan from your throat.
“Admit it now, YN. At least your little hole here is being honest,” he continued, shifting so that his cock was rubbing right where it feels so good.
“No…ahhh….not there! N-not…!”
Zhongli smothered more kisses on your neck, his shaft buried deep inside of you; hitting all the delicious places which were once again pushing you towards your second climax.
“Would you want me to stop then?”
“F-fuck…! No—! I—”
“Then what should I do, love?”
In the face of all the pleasure and stimulation he was giving you, you had to throw all your shame out of the window.
“M-more…! Nghh….sir please…f-fuck me!” you cried out, loving the way Zhongli was chuckling right behind you.
“As you wish.”
Pulling almost out of you, Zhongli then shoved his dick back inside in roughly, earning a throaty mewl from you. He himself could only growl at how tight you kept on gripping him.
“It feels…ahh! S-so…good….! So good—” You repeated as if in a trance.
“I’m close, love….ughh…fuck…!” He groaned, pulling your hair as your back arched. “Take all of my seed…!”
He plunged in deep inside of you, his warm seed filling you up in long bursts while you orgasmed at the same time. You were quivering at how full you were of him, savoring the moment where he clung tightly on you.
“YN…” you heard him whisper your name in his deep voice as if lulling you. “YN…”
“Zhongli…sir…” you muttered back, closing your eyes. “I…I love you…”
“Hush now, love…” you heard him reply softly.
“Zhongli…”
….
—!!
A rude push jerked you awake.
“What are you doing, sleeping in the breakroom?”
Your eyes widened.
It was Xiao, who was looking at you irately, that you first noticed. Then you saw the wooden lockers and the musk green wallpaper of the breakroom.
Wait. You continued processing what had happened.
“…what?” you asked him, disoriented.
“What do you mean what?” he replied. “Go home if you’re tired! It’s already closing time!”
“Huh…?”
Xiao leaned his head to the side. “Why are you so dazed? Still on dreamland?”
That…! That was all a dream?!
Everything that had happened—you covered your face with your hands—everything that Zhongli did….it was all a dream?! Inwardly, you grimaced. You thought something had finally progressed between the two of you, but at the same time, you realized you can’t look at him in the eyes after all of that.
The door creaked open.
“What’s the matter here?”
As soon as you heard those words, you jumped—face flushing instantaneously. Just as luck would have it, the real Zhongli had to appear as soon as you realized your dilemma. Not knowing what to do, you could only stare at the real Zhongli, who was gazing at you oh-so-innocently. That is, until your brain finally imploded.
You stood up.
“I-I…! I-I think I’m going home now! Bye!” You declared loudly, gathering most of your things from your locker and raced pass through the two men in a matter of seconds. It would also be best to call tomorrow a day off.
Xiao watched as you dashed through the back door as if you were being chased by hilichurls and raised a brow.
“Don’t you think YN looks a bit red just now?” he asked Zhongli, who only shrugged.
“She seems fine to me,” the tea sommelier replied with a flippant tone in his voice which seemed to have alerted the perceptive Xiao.
“And what about you?” he asked before the older male could escape. “You seem to be in high spirits.”
“Am I? Perhaps you’re imagining it.”
“What did you do?”
Zhongli only blinked and smiled. “Have you ever heard of ‘gifting dreams and visions’?”
A/N: Apparently I can vomit out a 2.5k smut before bedtime skkskks
Warning: THIS IS AN 18+ FIC, SO MINORS OUT THERE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
His sharp amber eyes were on to you.
Narrowed and suspicious—as if you were up to no good.
With a glint of mischief, you returned it back to him like some sort of telepathic volley, together with a tight squeeze on his thigh.
“Right, so Mr. Zhongli, I would like to ask of your opinion in regards to the mysterious tree in Nantianmen. What do you suppose is its origins…” the man from across the table asked, then paused. “Mr. Zhongli…? Is there something wrong?”
He cleared his throat; you only smiled sweetly.
“No, I’m quite alright,” Zhongli replied. “As for your question…”
Your fingers danced on his thighs underneath the table, creeping closer to your attack point. You made sure to act as if you were listening to the conversation, but in reality, your agenda was so much different. For once, you’d like to see how far you can push the calm-as-ever Zhongli to his breaking point.
Lightly grazing your knuckles on his half-hard erection, you watched as Zhongli caught wind of your actions and turned to you with a displeased expression as he tried so hard to continue the discussion.
You could almost hear it, the way his patience was slowly being stretched thin. With eyes feral, he seized your wrist before it could go for any further exploration.
“How about you, YN?” Zhongli threw the conversation right at your court, his voice a strangled hiss as he tried to keep his annoyance at bay. “Do you have any thoughts of what is sealed underneath the tree?”
Leaning your head to the side, you accepted his challenge with a smirk.
“In my opinion, what lies underneath the tree must be a beast of some kind,” you started, as well as your hand.
As you continued to explain your thoughts, you twisted your hand to remove them from his grasps and began caressing the insides of his thighs. You kept at it, despite how he was definitely glaring at you, and even dared to palm him through his pants.
Zhongli clicked his tongue.
At this, you simply raised an elegant brow and asked him in such an innocent voice. “Do you have anything to add, Mr. Zhongli?”
Underneath the table, you were rubbing him intensely; a tent now in his pants. Yet he could only throw daggers at you and bite his tongue.
“No…” he sighed as you ground your hand on a particularly sensitive spot. “Carry on.”
You couldn’t tell if he was urging you to continue the discussion or if he was telling you to continue jacking him off under the table. Regardless of what he truly meant, you were intent on making him cum on his pants. Whether he like it or not.
Noticing his discomfort, the other guests on the table looked at each other and asked for the waitress to bring in some water.
“Mr. Zhongli, are you sure you’re fine?” an archeologist asked, “You seem feverish…”
Glancing at him, you waited for his reaction as you found the tip of his dick and began to stimulate it with your thumb. Zhongli gulped and closed his eyes; trying to swallow the groan that almost escaped his lips.
“Let’s just wait for the water. It’s probably the heat,” you remarked as if you weren’t trying to get him off under the table. Zhongli only glanced at you and almost scoffed at your acting. This wasn’t the kind of show he was expecting.
With a twist of your hand, you almost had him at that moment. Except that he once again caught your wrist and entwined his fingers between yours.
“There’s no need for that,” he abruptly said as he stood up from the table, yanking you along with him in the process. “We’ll be taking a short break, feel free to enjoy yourselves in the Pearl Galley.”
Without a word, he turned to the cabins and dragged you inside a room which seemed to be reserved for esteemed guests. It was a little bit too dark, and your eyes had a rough time adjusting—especially when he was handling you so roughly.
“Zhongli…I—!”
You tried to talk, yet he only grabbed both your wrists and held them both together in a tight grip. Just from that alone, you knew you were screwed. You might’ve pushed him a little bit too far.
“You’ve been really bad, YN.”
He finally spoke, and it came with the loud clanking of his belt as he tied it around your wrists. Grabbing a fistful of hair, he then pushed you to one of the wooden walls of the dark cabin.
“I’m…I—!”
“Silence!”
Zhongli’s voice was strong, deep and intense, together with his body pushing against yours, it was enough to keep your underwear drenched. You could only whine as you felt his erection rubbing on your thighs.
“I know you’re not stupid, yet it is beyond me why you continued to disobey,” he was now by your ears, pulling your hair. “You must be begging for punishment, aren’t you?”
With those words, Zhongli pushed his leg between your thighs, rubbing against your core. He was so rough and fast that you couldn’t help but move your body against it.
He scoffed; tongue hot on your earlobe. “You like that, don’t you? You like being handled this way. How lewd of you.”
“Mnnhh…Zhongli…!” you moaned, as he pushed his knee further, forcing you to get off from his leg.
“Who would’ve thought…” he gave a rather breathy chuckle as his lips travelled down your ear and to your neck, leaving a trail of love marks on his way.
You could only whine at his ministrations; hands bound and body trapped underneath his. Yet you loved how he kept on rubbing his leg against you, the electrifying sensations making your spine shudder and your mind heady.
Biting your lip as he brushed against a good spot, you knew you were just a few humps away from coming. It just felt so good, the arousal clouding any coherent thoughts. You could feel him so closely around you, his tongue ravishing your neck and shoulders, his leg just stroking the right places.
“Would you like to come, YN?”
There it came, the million-dollar question wrapped around Zhongli’s silky smooth voice. You could almost orgasm at the sound of his voice.
“Y-Yes…I…aahh…Z-Zhongli…!”
He chuckled, and promptly removed his leg.
“Sadly, I don’t feel the same way.”
With not much strength left, you slid down the floor in an awful plop as you saw Zhongli glanced at you with an amused look on his face. If only you weren’t suddenly filled with annoyance, you would’ve whimpered at the loss of friction.
“Now, now,” he began, grabbing your chin. “Don’t look at me like that. Have you conveniently forgotten you were the cause of this?”
You wanted to bite back, yet it seemed like your words were lost to you. He was right and you knew you were being punished for what you have done. There wasn’t enough sass that could mount your defense.
Still gazing at you with his sharp golden eyes, Zhongli then took off one of his gloves with his teeth and pushed two digits between your lips. He was still rough, scissoring his hands inside your mouth as you tried to keep him at bay with your tongue.
“Ahh…how beautiful you look, YN,” Zhongli mocked you, watching intently as his fingers were wrapped around your soft lips. “Perhaps, you’d wish to have something else in your mouth, right now? Hm?”
He removed his fingers for you to speak as your throat tried to find your voice again. Panting, you glanced up to him who was towering above you, and then turned your eyes to the bulge in his pants.
“If you dare not speak up, then perhaps we shall end it here,” he then told you as your eyes shot up to his in panic.
“N-No…! Wait…w-wait!”
You then crawled towards him, as much as your bound hands allowed you to, and kneeled before him.
“I-I…” you swallowed, trying to keep your throat from drying. “I…want y-your…cock…Zhongli…please…!”
The dark haired man simply smirked at you. “Then you don’t mind getting it out yourself?”
A sudden flush crept all over your face at his suggestion. You would’ve been irritated at how much he was teasing you, but you were the one who brought this to yourself.
With pursed lips, you slowly crept your hands on his thighs and unzipped his pants with your lips; pulling him out in no time.
You were no stranger to Zhongli’s dick but every time you see it, you couldn’t help but feel apprehensive at how big it was. At the same time however, you wanted him inside your mouth.
With only a glance towards him, you began kissing the tip; your tongue darting and licking at his shaft as if you were testing the waters. With a raise of his brows, you knew Zhongli was expecting you to do more, otherwise, he’ll take the matter into his own hands.
Soon enough, you gradually hand him between your lips, bobbing your head up and down as you tried to fit all of him in. Of course, there was no way you can, but you tried and you end up deepthroating him most of the time.
“Ngghh…YN….that’s right,” he began praising you, his hands grasping a fistful of your hair. “You are responsible for this, you know.”
Breathing in as you pulled out, you continued to blow him—tongue ravishing around his cock as he pushed further in. It had hurt for the first time, but right now, after doing this so many times, you could only feel a pool of arousal at the pits of your stomach and a wet sensation inside your underwear.
He’s so big…
You gazed up to him with tears almost pooling at the sides, pleasuring him as much as you can. You could tell he was enjoying the stimulation and the view by how his expression had softened.
“Since it is your responsibility…” he breathed through his teeth, his orgasm nearing. “You will swallow all of my seed, won’t you?”
It sounded like a suggestion, but you knew it was an order. And it was an order you would gladly follow. Preparing yourself for his load, you were then brought to a surprise when he suddenly held your cheeks and began face fucking you.
You could only close your eyes at how rough he was, but it was hot and feral and you can’t help but feel drunk with arousal. In a few sharp thrusts, Zhongli came inside your mouth and filled you with his warm cum.
You would almost choke if you weren’t used to it, but with a few calm breaths, you tried to gulp in all down. However as he pulled out, globs of it came drooling down your chin and you frantically tried to put them back in.
Breathless, Zhongli watched as you struggled to swallow all of it. For some reason, it only spurred him on—his cum on your face, down your chin, hands bound and looking so debauched—it was an erotic image that had burned into his memory.
“Forgive me, but we’re not done yet.”
In a flurry of motions, Zhongli grabbed you by the arm and propped you on the wall again with your ass bent towards him. He then pulled your bottom garments down, only to be greeted by a wet patch on your underwear.
He smirked. “Now would you look at this.”
His fingers danced around your clothed hole, caressing only the surrounding area as if he was intentionally teasing you. (He is.) You could only whimper at your position, throat still too used from taking him in your mouth, yet that doesn’t mean you didn’t wish for this to happen.
“Look how ready you are,” he remarked, his fingers playing with the garter hem of your underwear; not telling when he was going to pull it down. “We might not even need to prepare you for me.”
“Z-Zhongli…! Nghh..! Please—p-please….!” You cried out, panting at how his was trying to push a finger in, but not fully.
He only hummed, as he gradually pulled your underwear down—your hole glistening and ready for him. Without warning, he lathered his fingers with saliva and pushed two digits in, making you gasp for air at the sudden entrance. Yet unlike what you were expecting, he was tormentingly slow—thrusting in and out as if you had all the time in the world.
“Mmnh…Z-Zhongli…P-please!”
The man raised only a brow.
“Oh? For whatever reason are you pleading, YN?” He played that card again, you bit your cheek. “You have to tell me clearly or else, I’ll do as I wish.”
You would’ve made a clever quip if not for the fact that he had found a rather pleasurable spot with his fingers, which made you groan loudly.
This is too much…
You wanted to come so badly, you wanted him so badly…you…
“Nghh…! Please…please…Zhongli! Aaahh—! I want…I want it…your cock…”
“Want it where?”
“I-Inside…inside me…please…hurry…!”
Zhongli simply chuckled at your performance and removed his fingers.
“Very well. Since you told me so nicely…”
Lathering his already hard shaft with your juices, Zhongli then pushed his length inside of you. You could only moan at how much he was stretching you as he filled you up inch by inch. Soon enough, he had filled you to the hilt and began moving—of course, rather roughly.
Sharp thrusts and such brutal pounding, Zhongli continued to fuck you until you were a moaning mess underneath him. You could feel his hot and hard cock inside of you, pushing against your most sensitive spots as his deep grunts filled your ear.
“Oh…f-fuck…Z-Zhongli…! H-Harder…please…!” you wailed, as he tugged your hair and kissed you square on the lips.
“YN…ahhh….nnghh! You feel so good…!” he whispered just above your lips, tongue playing with lower lip.
He held you tightly, as he thrusted over and over, in and out—the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed across the room together with your cries and moans. You were so full of him, your walls clamping around him like a vice.
“Mnhh….f-fuck….! You’re close, aren’t you…Ngghhh—! Come with me….Y-YN…!”
“Z-Zhongli…Zhongli….y-yes…! Oh god…!”
Turning your head to him, Zhongli once again captured your lips as his pounding became more and more erratic. In a few more thrusts, you spasmed around him as you felt him fill you up with his warm seed.
You moaned loudly as you were pushed to your climax, closing your eyes as you tilted your head up—loving how the pleasure turns your head blank and electrifies your body. In an instant, you knew pushing his buttons was a good call.
As you came down from both your highs and basking at the afterglow, Zhongli nuzzled against your shoulder and peppered kisses on your skin.
“Don’t do that ever again,” he whispered, yet you simply smiled.
“I refuse,” you replied. “If hadn’t, I would’ve spent the last hour listening to wannabe historians instead of being fucked senseless.”
Zhongli only hummed and thrusted sharply inside of you; making you yelp from how sensitive you still were.
“Perhaps one still hasn’t learned their lesson…” he whispered lowly to you.
Just imagine tho, your boyfriends Kaveh and Alhaitham fighting incessantly and you're so sick ane tired of it,, so you decide to punish these two. Kaveh will definitely be the loud bratty one while Alhaitham throws sarcastic remarks at you. Yet they immediately succumb after being tied up and teased by you. Hopefully they learn their lesson, but sometimes you noticed all of their arguing are just a means to make you punish them.
