*slams table with knife and fork* j i n g y u a n s m u t ijuhgfvcvghjhgfdsdf.
( i am so predictable look awaaayyyyy )
*Slides the silver cloche over and removes the lid* here you are, you fucking heathen. /j
NSFW, Jing Yuan x Reader
Smut, thats...yeah that's really all there is to it, Size diff if you squint? Jing yuan is an asshole who knows he can get his own way with little effort. No plot just porn.
NOT PROOFREAD
Jing Yuan likes to play with his food.
Very much like a housecat, pampered, spoiled and adored; he’s liable to get away with anything, even at the expense of others.
All he has to give is one of those damned smiles. Outsiders think he’s sweet, warm and kind.
You know he’s absolutely nothing of the sort.
“What’s the matter, darling? Too much?” He practically purrs into the shell of your ear as he rolls his hips up again, pressing deeper and deeper into you; touching places you’re sure were never meant to be touched, filling and stretching beyond comprehension. You’d warned him, when things had begun getting serious; when clothes had come off and you had seen him in all his glory.
”that won’t fit.”
Oh, what a fool you were.
For of course he would take it as a challenge; but while most might perhaps try to move things along, Jing Yuan was, as he was in everything…horrendously slow.
First came the teasing, the lightest of touches that only seemed to stoke his own ego as your frustrations mounted, never quite touching where you needed, but just close enough that your body pined for it; teeth pressing into the skin of your pulsepoint but never biting down hard like you wanted.
Even when you’d finally lost composure and begged, pleaded with him to do something, anything; bite, scratch, touch you…his smile only grew all the more languid, his touch only a little firmer as he asks you to clarify as if the bastard didn’t know what you were asking him for.
Infuriating torture.
By the time he did finally slide that aching cock of his all the way into you in a single, slow roll of his hips, you’re practically sobbing from relief. ‘Finally’ you think as you feel his pelvis press against your ass, warm strong arms wrapped firmly around you as he leans back against the headboard, sighing softly. ‘Finally’.
Oh but that was only the beginning.
Jing Yuan and all of his insurmountable patience, versus you, already strung to the very edge, shaking in his lap as he takes what he wants to very languidly, seemingly without a care in the world for your utterly wrecked, begging state.
You glance over your shoulder, hoping that the pleading gaze would finally push him into giving you what you wanted, that orgasm that was so close, yet seemingly so far out of reach. Instead, you’re met with a smile, the one golden eye visible from beneath his mussed mane of hair twinkling with amusement and adoration in one as he leans up, pressing a soft, affectionate kiss to your flushed, sweaty cheek.
“Patience, my sweet…a little longer for me..?”
Goddamn him, a single phrase and you’re bending to his whims, just like everyone else. His smile widens as he hears the defeated whine, he presses another kiss to your shoulder this time, rewarding you with a deeper, harder thrust that sends a jolt of electricity up your spine, and stars bursting behind your eyes.
HOW IS THIS FINE MAN NOT IN A DATING SIM DID HE WALK INTO THE WRONG GENRE????
"the bond between us remains unbroken"
"Have you eaten?"
BLADE COULD HAVE BEEN A RANGER????
"Just how long has it been since last time" SIR???
HE REFRAINED FROM SAYING SILVER WOLFS NEW TITLE HAHAHAHAHA I CANT-
oh brother you should have seen the absolute screencap beast I was playing through it- actually heres a taste with no spoilers
ENJOY MY UTTER DESCENT INTO INSANITY HAPPY BLADE DAY
I remember this theory on why the xianzhou don't use guns. It is because it is easier for to heal small wounds compared to big wounds.
If you apply this reason to blade. Blade would unironically be one of teh strongest characters in fortnite as he could just regenerate the bullet wounds very quickly.