#soft wanderer

[hitomisuzuya]

in which wanderer is a gentleman. wanderer x fem!reader. soft! wanderer. fluffy fluff fluff.

wanderer has been extra deep on thought lately. he knows he is lucky. really fucking lucky. you are so far out of his league that he isn't even playing the same game as you.

he is an experience to be around. he knows this. the entire akademiya knows this. pretty much all of teyvat knows this.

and yet, somehow, he manages to get himself a little wife. you do so much for him. and you don't ask for a thing in return (which baffled him for the longest time).

wanderer has grown increasingly worried that he doesn't do enough for you. in his anxiety, he took refuge in the library until later than usual lately. he checks out, and thoroughly reads every book the akademiya library has to offer about one subject.

the art of being a gentleman.

reading about it simple enough. being polite, opening doors, and the like. it's just finding situations to put these into practice that's hard for him. he isn't the best at expressing himself to begin with.

easier said than done is shoving itself down his throat more than usual. he doesn't want you to suddenly think he wasn't right for you.

then, it was like the heavens opened up for him when you say one day, "okay, i'm heading out to the store now. do you want me to pick you up anything special? coffee?"

wanderer's ear's prick like a cat's. "you are going out?" he won't admit it, but he always gets a little anxious when you say you are going out.

"mhm," you nod, smiling softly at him as you open your wallet to double check how much mora you have, "we need groceries for the week, and cat food. and i want to get ingredients to make your favorite eel and rice bowl. you have been working so hard on that paper lately."

wanderer reels for a second. what did he do to deserve you, damn it? he is really starting to consider what that strange boy from the temple of silence suggested to him one day. "you better lock that one down," is what he said. for someone who talks too much, sethos has a point.

"i am going with you," he picks the cat quietly sleeping in his lap up, and gently puts him down, "and leave your wallet here. i have money, i'll pay."

"really?" you ask, your eyes lighting up hearing he decided to come with you, "but you should keep your money for your research--"

"let's go," wanderer gently cuts you before you can protest anymore. he didn't want you to go out without him, not when he has had such a bad feeling since returning from nod krai. he still feels like he has a chip on his shoulders...

"okay, it will be really nice to have your company," you hook your arm through his when wanderer extends it to you.

wanderer mentally purrs seeing you cling to his arm like that. he gives himself two gentleman points, as far as he is concerned, he is a on a roll so far.

he stays close to you while you are at the market stalls. he keeps looking around for threats, anyone watching you. he also notices the ones that look too hard at you, those leave a bad taste in his mouth.

he glares at another man walking right up with his eyes fixed on you. keep walking buddy, she's taken sears into the other man, stopping him right in his tracks, and making him turn around and walk the other way.

after you finish at one stall, he promptly takes the bags from you. "i'll carry these," he gently plucks the bags from your fingers.

"my, my, what a gentleman," you tilt your head up, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. wanderer looks away as his cheeks heat, his vision on his chest lighting up.

he gives himself ten, no twenty gentlemen points for that. you even told him specifically he is being a gentleman. big win.

as you start walking again, life just suddenly gives him another shining opportunity. you have to walk next to a road to get the stall you prefer that sells sea food.

wanderer walks next to you, closest to the road with his arm around you. you would be out of the way of any oncoming traffic from people or sumpter beasts passing by.

he didn't even read this move in a text book either. he'd seen an elderly man do this with his wife while they were walking together. to him, that is the most pure hearted act of gentleman kindness he had ever seen.

he gives himself ten thousand points, and then twenty more for the way you smile at him.

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[hitomisuzuya]

hiiii! hope you've been doing well and having a good christmas season time!!!💞

not sure if you're comfortable with writing this or not but what about wanderer with a s/o who gets overwhelmed and cries very easily during that time of the month? i just really need some fluffy fluff and you're the best at writing it 🥹

wanderer (scaramouche) x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff. period woes. comfort. soft scara

aww merry christmas and happy holidays to you and everyone around the world❤️ i cry very easily during that dreaded time 😭

before this happened, wanderer didn't know he would be thanking himself for having incredible foresight to buy one specific thing for you.

ah, your period. wanderer knew he wouldn't quite fully understand the monster (as he liked to call it) that was your period. he hates that he can't just purge it like he could unruly slimes screwing around too close to sumeru city.

wanderer is frozen with wide eyes. there you are, sniffling and crying with a closed light novel in your lap. he'd in a way sensed when your time of the month is coming, but it still gave him whiplash how the symptoms could suddenly rear their ugly heads at any given moment.

he couldn't imagine what it did to you.

your period also genuinely freaks him out. you are bleeding all the time, therefore you are dying. and you are always in so much pain that it hindered even your movements at times.

"why are doing that nonsense?" wanderer bristled, taking your hands off your face so you would look at him. "stop it," he hates seeing you cry. hates it. he can barely handle it.

"bu-but, the main character died at the end," your words wobbled as you sniffled, uselessly brushing tears away only for more to fall from your eyes.

"did you really like the main character that much?" he asked, glancing down at the light novel in your lap. "what was so great about him?" he was going to try and get to the bottom of this, even if he wasn't the best at expressing himself sometimes. he knew he ran the risk of sounding like an insensitive asshole and making things worse.

"no, not particularly. it's just.." you sniffled again, trailing off as your lower lip trembled.

"hm?" wanderer knew he absolutely had to be delicate in approaching this. please, just tell him how to fix it. it's always hard on him seeing you cry.

"his dog must be so lonely now. the main character promised he would come back, and animals have feelings too. i can't imagine the lonely sadness his poor doggo felt realizing his owner, who cared for him since he was a puppy, wasn't coming back," you are crying more tears now. "the main character is an only child, and his parents are dead. who would take his dog and care for him and love him now? it's just so sad," the words came tumbling out of your mouth.

you buried your face in your hands again, and wanderer let you. he knew you didn't like him seeing you cry.

as wanderer slowly processed what you said, he suddenly knew exactly what to do. he immediately turned and strode to his little hidey spot for gifts he'd gotten you. this one in particular was originally to make up for him being an asshole to you earlier in the week. who knew it would come in handy double like this.

you felt something tap the top of your head. "why don't you ask him yourself? he's right here," you opened your eyes to see wanderer holding a soft, plush dog that looked incredibly similar to the dog you are crying about in your book.

"aw, scara he is so cute," you cooed, taking the plush from him and putting it's nose against yours for a moment. wanderer is incredibly relieved that you instantly stopped crying.

"there, now he isn't going to be lonely or sad. see? he looks happy already," wanderer couldn't believe he was referring to an inanimate object like it was actually alive.

but it sure made you smile.

"he can keep you company while i run out and get some things for you. you need a new heating pad, right?" he hated how hooded your eyes looked from being in pain from cramps and body aches. he was already making a checklist in his head. pads, a heating pad. disgusting chocolate, both kinds.

"i can go with you," you started to get up.

"no. no, just stay where you are," he abruptly held up a hand to stop you from getting up. he could tell it hurt you to even move. he wasn't going to have that. he glared at you a little when you opened your mouth to protest.

sighing, he looked down at the stuffed dog in your lap as he grabbed a blanket to put around you. you would be in less pain while he was gone if you were warm. the concept of heating pads taught him that. "ask the mutt to hold down the fort for me," he knew he sounded incredibly silly, but it was worth it to him to see you smile softly up at him and nod.

before he left, you gave him a quick kiss. "thank you, scara. i love him, he is so cute. you are the absolute best," wanderer's vision on his chest lit up.

[hitomisuzuya]

consider,, (fem) hexenzirkel!librarian reader x wanderer, reader helped set up the simulanka event to get wanderer to make some friends / have a nice time. and when he gets back to teyvat he immediately marches into the house of daena where reader feigns innocence, but mini durin recognize's reader from a statue & immediately starts bombarding her with question's about teyvat & wanderer? bonus points for established relationship + reader being a teasing little shit to wanderer but very motherly & eccentric to mini durin.

i love both of them so muchhh... cute little found family of two powerful beings and their weird cursed dragon son. (what a life LMAO)

wanderer (scaramouche) x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff. humor. established relationship/implied marriage.

i am really happy you guys enjoy my fluff. i couldn't stop smiling when typing this. i loved this event, which was very clearly made for scara. with how much important lore hoyo includes in these bigger limited time events, they should make them permanent playable like star rail's.

gritting his teeth, wanderer strode with a purpose. he needed to talk to you about your.. shenanigans now! on top of that, he'd missed you terribly which irritated him more.

"hey, slow down," durin said, following as close to wanderer as he could as he threw open the doors to the house of daena. "where are we going?"

"be quiet," wanderer snapped, however durin was unfazed by his temperament. he was too busy looking around at the utter wonder that is the house of daena.

immediately, wanderer zeroed in on you as soon as he saw you. he knew exactly where to find you, shelving some books in the library. "you, i wanna know what's going on. right now," he hissed as you turned to greet him the biggest smile on your face.

"scara, you are back. i missed you," it was your usual greeting, one that he generally loves and soaks up (he still does in this moment) when you put your arms around him and nuzzle against him lovingly.

he put a hand on your forehead, stopping you. however, before he could open his mouth to further interrogate you, durin gasped in recognition. "it's you," the little dragon exclaimed excitedly, flying over to you from his place hovering over wanderer's shoulder.

you put your hands on durin's cheeks, smiling in the same soft way at him as you did in the statue he was so was familiar with. "durin, i am glad to see you well, my sweetie," wanderer's eyes nearly popped out of his head seeing durin practically wag his tail like a happy dog with joy. "i am truly sorry for everything you went through," you added.

"wanderer, is she your wife? ohh, she's just as pretty as in her statue. how did you two meet? tell me every--" durin started to bombard wanderer with questions.

"not another word. will you get out of here?" wanderer swatted at durin, who flew to hide behind you. "just don't go too far," he added in a softer tone that made you smile.

"well, i am waiting," wanderer crossed his arms, glaring at you. he wanted his greeting kiss, damn it. "and you, cover your eyes," he glanced at durin, his cheeks flushing.

putting your arms around him, you kissed him. the moment your lips connected with his, he put a hand on the back of your head, lingering his lips on yours. he missed you and your kisses. "now, explain yourself," he said once he pulled away, the blush darker on his cheeks.

"there isn't much to say, scara. durin didn't need me or anyone else in simulanka. he needed you. you were the only one who could help him escape his fate," you replied, resting your head on his chest and nuzzling your cheek against it.

wanderer's vision lit up on his chest. "whatever. you could've just asked me," he grumbled, he'd do absolutely anything in this world for you.

"wanderer! wanderer! is she really your wife? this is so cool!" durin exclaimed from his place hovering next you.

"i said not another word from you," he hissed, which again unfazed durin.

you looked up at wanderer and grinned. "you like helping," you teased.

wanderer grit his teeth. "you like being the hero," you didn't think the angry blush on his cheeks could get any redder. "you like saving people," you couldn't help but further tease him. "you like being the absolute best. the greatest."

well naturally the last part. please do go on, he knows how great he is.

wanderer scoffed, pulling his hat down over his face. "you like saving people and little creatures without hesitation," the relentless teasing was just so fun. "you are gonna keep your wooden toy sword, aren't you?"

"damn it, woman!" wanderer growled.

you gasped in overdramatic horror. "scara! not in front of the baby!" you covered durin's ears.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hello! I've been lurking around for a while and I really enjoy how you write Scaramouche/Wanderer! If it's not much to request, how do you think the Wanderer would comfort fem! Reader who's quite emotionally sensitive and gets hurt by his rude/sarcastic manner of speech? I hate that sometimes, I don't feel like I deserve to self-ship with this character because I'm like: goddamn, Scara, it literally wouldn't cost you your life to be a little compassionate and humble🥹🥹

Wanderer x fem!reader. Comfort fluffy fluff fluff.

Trust me, I feel you. I really do🥺

Wanderer had no filter. Not with anyone, or with you. He knew he really should with you. Usually, you would know exactly what he meant, you were that patient with him.

But sometimes, it got to be too much. The insensitive comment from him this time being, "What use do I for have hobbies, much less hearing about yours."

At first, Wanderer didn't know what to do. He would freeze in place, his eyes a little wide. The second he saw tears well into your eyes, there was look in his that was rarely there: fear.

Making you cry was on his list of things he should never ever do.

"That was such a mean thing to say, Scara," You brushed some tears away that fell from your eyes, "you don't have to rub it in that I am a boring person."

...Shit.

When you turned away from him so that he wouldn't see you cry, Wanderer didn't stop you right away. He knew you didn't want him to see you cry and he didn't want to see it either. After a few moments, which he spent internally kicking himself, he put a hand on your shoulder before wrapping his arms around you.

He pulled you back against his chest. "I'm a jerk, I know," He murmured into your hair.

"You are. You really are," You leaned back into him, making Wanderer visibly relax. You didn't sound mad, nor did it sound like you were crying all that much anymore.

In other words, he knew he was on the right track.

Wanderer was sarcastic, egoistical, greedy, and self centered. But most importantly, he was brutally honest. It was because of this attitude that you could tell he was sincere when he said things like this, especially when followed up with what he said next.

"...I'm sorry," It was said barely above a whisper, but you'd heard it.

You let out a soft squeak of surprise when he scooped you up bridal style in his arms. "Let's go to bed now, I've woren you out enough for one day," He set you down on the bed, pulled the blankets over both you, and held you close to his chest.

His fingers stroked soothingly through your hair. You sighed contently, curling into him as you settled into his arms. Despite the fact that you'd forgiven him, you kind of wanted to hear him say how much of a jerk he was again.

He needed to do that sometimes.

After making sure you fell asleep first, Wanderer decided to sleep as well. Sleep was a luxury that he could chose to indulge in if he wanted. This act also showed how much he loved and trusted you.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hi suzu!! I’m so glad you feel better 😭😭

Diving into your requests bc the way you wrote the Diluc virginity fic was SO GOOD and I was wondering if you’d be down to do one for wanderer too 👀👀 LOVE AND APPRECIATE U ALWAYS - ww after dark

Wanderer x Virgin!fem!reader. Smut. Some slight degradation. Cunilligus. Soft smut at first.

Hello, dear ❤️ I wrote this extra love and affection. Thanks so much for all your support. I really appreciate it. I hope you enjoy. I will write for you anytime.

Wanderer's hands were gentle on your body, his fingers brushing featherlight between your thighs before he gently caressed them. You shivered, goosebumps raising on your skin.

He smirked up at you with approval as he nudged his nose against your clit, swirling his tongue slowly around the swelling nub. If he had it his way, and he would because he always got what he wanted, you would always shiver from his touches.

Especially tonight.

It was your first time. Wanderer couldn't have pinned you down onto the bed fast enough when you said you were ready. That you wanted, no, you needed him. All of him.

Of course he had waited patiently for you to say you were ready. Consent was important to him, which was a given considering he had gotten little chance to consent to anything in the past.

It was taking everything he had not to totally dominate you right where you lay. What could he say, he was a selfish guy. But he knew he could be overwhelming, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Your back arched off the bed, whimpering in a way that was starting to drive him crazy as you pushed his face down onto your cunt. "Please, Scara," You squirmed underneath him, bucking your hips into his mouth.

Wanderer laughed softly into your cunt. "Already begging for me. What a whore," He sighed in bliss, sucking on your clit. It took him a moment to realize what he had done.

He froze, looking up at you, hoping that he hadn't just blown all of this straight to hell. He wouldn't blame you in the slightest if you pushed him away right now.

Instead, he was delighted by your reaction. You looked down at him with flushed cheeks. "Do that again," You said, making a pleasant shiver dance up his spine.

"Hmm?" Wanderer purred, vibrating it on your clit before giving it a few appreciative suckes. "You like being called a whore?" He didn't think his smirk could've gotten any wider.

He'd always known you were one in a million. A rare find. And this only proved it even more.

You cried out, tugging on his hair, grinding needily into his mouth. "Y-yes, if it's you calling me that."

Wanderer laughed softly, his fingers spider walking up your thighs to your hips, gripping them a little tighter as he held your cunt against his mouth. "What a whore," He enjoyed the way your cheeks flushed darker, whimpering when your walls clamped empty around nothing.

He swirled his tongue between your walls, wanting to hear you cry out louder for him before he sat up and wiped his mouth. Crawling up your body, he lined his leaking, hard cock up with your entrance.

Placing a soft kiss on your lips, he looked down at you checking to see if it was okay. You nodded, hooking a leg over his hip to urge the head up of his cock inside of you.

"Fuck me, Scara," You pleaded. He moaned huskily, reaching down to rub your clit as he pushed himself slowly inside of you. You wrapped your arms around him, your body tensing in pain for a few moments before you relaxed.

His cock throbbed with anticipation, waiting patiently for you to adjust. You wrapped one leg around him, rolling your hips up to let him know you were okay.

Wanderer's thrusts were slow, and gentle, gradually kissing your sweet spot in a way that made your head spin as you writhed beneath him. You clung to him, cry out louder and louder for him with each thrust.

"Scara, Scara, Scara," You chanted his name like a mantra, the knot of your orgasm starting to tighten, threatening to burst. "Harder, please. Faster," You were babbling by this point.

Archons, you've never looked sexier to him than you did right now (you had, plenty of times but he was getting swept up in the moment). His hips suddenly snapped into yours, his hold on your hip turning possessive.

Wanderer hissed in pleasure, his body quivering when you walls clamped consistently around his cock. Hearing you start to choke back sobs of pleasure, he knew you were close.

And so was he.

He reached down to rub your clit to user in your orgasm faster. He wanted to hear you scream in pleasure for him when you cummed hard on his cock. But he needed to know one important thing first.

"Can I cum inside of you?" He groaned, feeling his cock throb with impending release.

"Mmm-ah-please!" You cried out, bucking your hips needily, no desperately up into his, "cum inside of me."

Your words sent him reeling, his hips snapping almost mindlessly into yours as he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate, open mouthed kiss.

Your scream of pleasure against his mouth never sounded sweeter, your body convulsing slightly as the knot of your orgasm snapped apart, sending your release to gush over his cock.

His fingers never left your clit, nursing you through your orgasm until his cum painted your walls for the first time. You felt your cheeks heat when some of his cum leaked out onto your thighs.

His teeth nipped at your lower lip. "You look so cute when you are intimately embarrassed," He teased, his hips slowing to a stop when your walls no longer fluttered around his cock.

You put your a hand on his cheek, nuzzling your cheek against his neck. "Please tell me we aren't done," You gazed up at him expectedly, your eyes hazy and cloudy in a fucked out expression that was breathtaking to him.

Wanderer wasted no time thrusting his cock back inside of you, especially when you said, "Don't hesitate to be a little rougher with me."

[hitomisuzuya]

cockwarming wanderer while relaxing in a private onsen? i like to think he just simply loves being inside the reader even if they aren't exactly having sex

Wanderer x fem!reader. Cock warming. Soft Wanderer.

a/n: I have been itching to write something for Wanderer for awhile now, so I am glad this popped in my inbox.

Wanderer put his hands on your hips, guiding you down onto the warm water of the hot springs with him. He curled his fingers under your chin, leaning up to capture your lips in a soft kiss as he lowered you onto his cock.

"Mm..Wanderer.." You trembled, wrapping your arms around him. You squirmed a little in his lap, feeling his cock rest against your sweet spot.

He chuckled softly, letting out a relaxed sigh of pleasure as your warm walls settled around his cock. "Let's relax like this for awhile," Looking up at you, he couldn't resist rutting up into you to tease you a little.

Satisfied when he felt you quiver with pleasure, Wanderer rested his head against your chest. Nuzzling his head into your chest, his eyes indigo eyes closed.

When he heard your heart beat speed up in your chest, his arms tightened around you, straining to hear your heart beat inside his ears.

You felt warm to him. Real to him.

He let out another content sigh, groaning softly when he felt your walls clamp needily around his cock.

You were his.

Only he could make your body react like this.

It comforted him, making him hold you more firmly in his lap, the warm water of the hot spring sloshing around him as he relaxed down into the water.

Everything was right in his world.

[hitomisuzuya]

First of all, I wanna say that you're my favorite scara fic writer ever! I'm happy that you're doing well again (^^)

As for my request, reader comforting Wanderer after he had a nightmare about being abandoned by them? I want something soft for him, he deserves all the reassurance and cuddles he needs

Wanderer x fem!reader. Comfort. Fluff. Wanderer deserves every bit of love and reassurance. I love him so much.

Aww, thank you so much🥺 Reading your compliment made me feel really happy. I hope you enjoy. I knew just what to do with this one😌

Wanderer didn't need to sleep, but it was a luxury he normally enjoyed indulging in. Tonight, however, was different.

You were stirred awake by Wanderer restlessly tossing and turning in his sleep, his hands reaching out for you. Turning over on your side, you scooted closer to him, putting your hands on his cheeks.

He was having a nightmare. You'd seen fits like this too often for your comfort. You could never stand it when he had a nightmare. He always looked like he was in so much pain.

"Scara," You said softly, not wanting to startle him awake. "Scara, you are dreaming. It's time to wake up now."

"Don't leave me, please," Wanderer cried out as his eyes snapped open. The second he saw you, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him.

You felt him trembling as he held you against him, like something was going to take you away from him if he didn't hang onto you. And the most painful part of it all was that he was crying.

"Scara, it's okay," You soothed, brushing his tears away with your thumbs. "It was just a dream, I promise."

"It was nothing," Wanderer insisted stubbornly, blushing in embarrassment from the tears in his eyes.

You sighed patiently. "If it was nothing, then why are you crying?" You rested your forehead on his, curling your body into him so he could feel you against him, and calm down.

Wanderer was quiet for a long moment. "I dreamt that you left me. And that it was my fault," He said softly, furious that more tears were welling in his eyes.

"Scara, look at me," You said, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips as you took one of his hands. You put it on your chest where your heart was. "Do you feel that, Scara?" You asked.

Wanderer stared down at his hand, captivated by the feeling of your heart thudding gently against his hand. He nodded, resting his head on your chest. He found the sound of heart beat in his ear instantly comforting.

"My heart beats for you, Scara. Always remember that," You stroked a hand through his hair, hearing him sigh content and tired. "I promise I will never leave you. I am still holding very firm to that promise. And I never, ever break my promises."

Wanderer knew you meant it. Every word.

You said the three words that never failed to reassure and comfort him: "I love you, Scara." He instantly felt lighter, visibly relaxing against you.

"Will you stay awake until I fall asleep again?" He asked, nuzzling his cheek lovingly against your chest. Right over heartbeat.

"Of course, sweets," You stroked a hand through his hair. It wasn't long before he felt sleep tugging on his senses. He fell right back to sleep listening to the sound of your heartbeat.

A heart that beat for him.

[hitomisuzuya]

may i request for smut with wanderer where afab reader is insecure about their physical appearance and worries that one day he would stop loving them?

a/n: Of course you can! I hope reading this will make anyone who is down about themselves feel better❤️ I constantly struggle with insecurities.

Wanderer x fem!reader who is insecure about her body. Smut. Comfort. Soft, slow sex.

You were crying. And Wanderer hated it. Questions rang in his head as he watched you cover your face with your hands. Were you hurt? Did someone make you cry? Who was it? Please tell him what to do, he is very apprehensive.

"How have you not left me yet? I mean, look at me. I'm not all that pretty," tears dotted the palms of your hands. You hated that you looked so weak, crying in front of him.

Wanderer was stunned. He didn't understand why you would think that way about yourself. He could do nothing stare at you, bamboozled as he listened to you rattle off everything you didn't like about yourself.

He took your hands off your face, his thumbs brushing away your tears. "Please, stop spouting such useless drivel."

"But it's true," you whispered.

"It's not," he was very firm in saying this. Tilting your head to look at him, he pressed a gentle kiss against your lips. Before he met you, if someone told him that someone like you would fall for a vagrant like him he would've laughed in their face, it sounded so absurd.

Wanderer wrapped his arms around you, making you melt into the kiss. The kiss soon turned opened mouthed and heated. You were trembling slightly as he removed your clothes and his.

Kissing your neck, he backed up you towards the bed, lowering you gently on it. Settling you comfortably beneath him, he told you everything he loved about your body. Everything he loved about you, soft kisses and nips accompanied each word.

Reaching between your legs, he rubbed your clit until your back was arching, soaking up each mewl, moan, and pleasured sigh you offered him. He was determined to make you feel good, to stop crying, to forget about your insecurities that shouldn't exist in the first place.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," Wanderer chanted like a mantra, slowly thrusting his cock inside of you. Your lovemaking was slow and gentle. His kisses were constant, his tongue exploring your mouth as he slowly fucked you, your orgasm building up to toe curling portions.

Tearing your mouth from his, you gasped loudly, sighing his name, your orgasm blanketing your senses, making you see stars.

Wanderer made it very clear that night that he desired you and only you. He would repeat this night as many times as it took, putting your insecurities to rest to the best of his abilities.