omg have you see the new clip of sunday where his eyes are covered with his wings and thorns around his body? PLEASE PLEASE I NEED A FIC OF THIS where we overstimulate him, thank you !
overstimming sub! sunday whose wrists are bound together || m's note: you got it twin
warn. cough cough wing play cough, nsfw & 18+ content ahead, overstimulation kink, afab anatomy used on reader, riding, mommy is a term used ............................
"whh- p—please! [n-name] i c... can't handle anymore-" his hands were bound by thorns around his wrists, it had been hours since you two last actually left your shared bedroom,
well, sunday swore he doesn't come undone so easily, it sounded like a challenge; so how come he was already in pure bliss of what was supposed to be a punishment?
"mngh, fuck—p- please, i'm sorry..." you could spot the tears that welled up in his eyes, instinctively on every time you bounced down all the way down onto the base of his cock. "hnngh, shit wait! s-stop, i'm.... whaaa—close again!"
his eyes fluster shut with his wings covering his eyes to replace what his hands could've done for himself. oh the justice your hips did, your hand felt amazing, but not as warm as your walls were around his length.
you could see how his fists were clammed shut as they were raised above his head, but as soon as your arms decide to place themselves around his neck, quietly tugging at his silverlocks, effectively make him reach his own peak again.
his face fell flushed once more when he let out a choked moan of your name, or whatever he could muster up. lifting your hips up, and off of his dick for a moment to see how all of his length was completely covered in the mix of your slick and his load, shining obscenely before the both of you.
the tip was flushed an angry pink fading to red, his slit alread yweeping another small yet steady stream of precum all ready for you. your cold finger start to envelop his length once more, your free hand reaches out to rub against a wing that covered his eye. "mmmf... please m- mommy, i jus' came..." trying to flap your hand away, you simply slide yourself to his side, placing your head in the crook of his neck, smiling sweetly,
your palm slowly starts to stroke his shaft again, making him squirm on the spot. his voice cracks, "nnhh- holy... i c- can't, i really can't—please, there's nothing left...!"
you get up from your spot to sit up properly, hand still on his cock but your free hand moved to stroke his wing in unison. "gghhn- t'much! please-" — "then use the word, baby, i don't wanna force you."
stop ignoring me! (fem reader x sub! male character)
mentions of mommy kink (referring to reader, no smut); toxic reader?
notes: this is inspired from a scaramouche blurb around 2020-2021 (?) where he was being ignored and that really rewired my brain ever since lol. i think the author already deactivated so i can’t find it anymore. :(
“hey, i’ll be heading to the grocery store. is there anything you want?” he casually slid into your shared room leaning against the wall, all prepped up to go outside.
you two just had a minor argument earlier. it eventually ended since you two were exhausted in rebutting the other. needless to say, hurtful words were said.
there you were, draped against your bed. you don't say anything, though. he scrunches his nose at your silence but doesn't read into it.
“so… i’ll take that as a no, then?”
you still don't say anything. you didn't even move your head at his direction—you were just on top of your bed minding your own business, your eyes glued to your phone screen. or were you?
“okay..? i’ll go… i’ll see you later. bye, love you.” he made his voice a little bit louder in uttering the last phrase.
yet, still no reply.
okay, what the fuck was your problem? you probably were still mad from the argument earlier.
why weren't you saying anything to him? you weren't normally like this. maybe… you were just wearing earphones? but he didn't see them attached to your ear canals.
pissed off, he walked away without shutting the door and went to the grocery store as aforementioned.
hmm, he bought some snacks and softened up after walking through the aisles. i suppose, she just had a bad day, especially because of me, he thinks.
oh god, why did the argument even start in the first place? he feels dejected upon realizing that he hasn't verbally apologized. (not that you did, either.)
i feel so bad thinking so wrong of her, mmm, she doesn't deserve it! he frowned at the internal battle he was having, regretting how he could even think of being mad at you.
he was stuck at the produce section, since he was stuck in his mind thinking of you. maybe you'd like some fruit? you would love it. he smiles.
he's back at your home, carrying paper bags filled with the food that he just bought earlier. the door to your room was shut. weird.
he gently knocked at the door anyway.
“hi? i’m back… i brought some snacks! we can watch a movie and eat them. i even bought some fruit! haha, i can peel some oranges for you…” he rambled, as you haven't opened the door yet.
silence.
“..?” ten minutes have passed and you still haven't answered him. were you okay?
“baby? are you asleep?” right, that must be it.
he placed the paper bags down by the door and decided to ring your phone.
not even one second, and his screen flashed ‘call declined.’
ah? um.
oh. oh.
so you were awake… was he that horrible earlier? deep breaths, deep breaths, he reassures himself.
he began knocking again.
“b-baby?” he stuttered, trying to calm himself.
still no answer. what?
“mmm, baby, if this was about earlier… mm’sorry, okay? i shouldn't have said all those things… m’sorry i hurt you.”
still silence was met with his apology. his heart was pumping out of his chest—but your silence was louder than his heartbeat.
“baby? m’sorry. please let me in?” he breathed out shakily. why weren't you answering?
his desperation seeped through as he begins to insistently slam his fists against the door, over and over and over. still no response from you.
he couldn't take it anymore. his breathes developed into quiet sobs followed by the loud knocks.
“nnngh!” the tears trickling down his cheeks began to trail faster, making his cheeks heat up.
it's like the bile in his stomach rose up to his throat, pricking painfully. ugh, he was crying so pathetically now.
oh no. oh no no no. were you… breaking up with him? was the argument earlier the final straw?
stupid, stupid, STUPID. he was so FUCKING stupid.
the dam breaks as his body sank down to the ground, blubbering endless apologies. his face was covered with dried tear stains while the fresh ones still trickle down. his snot was all over.
“hngghhh, h-hah! m’sowwi mommy, m’sowwi! don’ break up with me, p-please!” he swallows, and then continues. “please be mad at me! y-yell at me instead! punish me! i’ve b-been so bad! a b-bad boy! i can't t-take it! don’ leave me!”
he whimpers on the ground, his heart hurting from the thought of you leaving him for good. oh, you were so good to be true. he sobs harder.
“m-mommy… ngh…” he passes out from the overwhelming emotions eating at his heart.
well, little did he know, you were ignoring him on purpose. you thought it would teach him a lesson but you went too far. so cruel, weren't you?
he didn't make a sound anymore, rendering you worried. you got up from the bed and went to the entrance, finally opening the door.
there he was, all fast asleep on the ground. curled up, his face was a mess. he must be so exhausted. you cooed at your boyfriend.
“mmm, sorry baby, i went too far… but, you were so cute…” you whispered, kneeling down. you pet his hair gently, brushing your nails against his scalp.
he moaned a little at the sensation. he latched unto your waist unconsciously, surprising you. you two were now in an awkward position. his head was against your inner thigh, hugging your waist tightly.
“mnngh, m-mommy…” he whimpered in his sleep, nuzzling against you.
now that turned you on. after making him cry so much, you felt a little guilty in feeling a bit horny after he literally poured his heart out earlier.
“oh shhh, my baby. mommy's sorry for leaving you out here. shhh, let me make it all better.” you cooed at him.
you carried him to your bed, much to your dismay since he was heavy.
he felt a strange sensation when you placed him on the fluffy bed, which in turn jolted him awake. you also were shocked. he was usually a heavy sleeper.
“m-mommy?” he whispered groggily.
“hi, my angel. did you nap well?”
he quickly clung to you tightly, making you breathless. literally.
“d-don't leave me.” the waterworks were starting again.
before you could say anything, he sobbed heavily.
“m-mommy, m’sorry, m’sorry, i di’nt m-mean what i said e-earlier. the argument was stupid. i-i’m stupid. m’dumb. i can't handle you treating me like… like i don't exist. i’d rather die.”
you cooed at him again, rubbing his back comfortingly.
“shhh, i’m sorry as well. i’m sorry that i hurt my baby. mmm, my sweet, precious boy.” you look at him with tenderness, as if you weren't neglecting him purposely earlier.
so cruel. but he doesn't know that.
“mmm! n-no, s’all my fault. i was bad…”
“shhh, we're having none of that. let's watch a movie now, hm? you mentioned that there were snacks?”
he sniffed and smiled against your shoulder, humming in agreement.
“o-okay… love you.” he whispered wetly. you didn't say it earlier, after all.
since he's competing w/ all the other devils for your attention, he decided to be owned by you, not the other way around.
He opened up and admitted that he fell in love with you at first sight. if you remember, you were resting on his chest when you woke up in the hospital and he spent all that time thinking about how wonderful, breathtaking and powerful you were and what it would feel like for you to own him, for him to belong TO you.
He would be solely and exclusively devoted to you and to your well-being. Mind you, he's not a low level demon: he's the king of Tartaros, the wealthiest kingdom in Hell and everything belongs to him but, as his master, everything will belong to you as well.
The whole thing is new to the both of you but he's resolute: he likes you "just because", not because you're solomon's descendant but because you are you.
You'll come around someday and love him like he loves you. He wants you to surrender to your greed, to take everything from him and he'll accept everything you have to offer: from lovely dates along the tartaros river to long fucking sessions on his throne, he would lap it all up, like the good sub he was always meant to be.
in a world where you are seen as somebody else's stand-in, he's the one asking you to recognise him.
You're his master after all, no one can replace you.
He's yours. you just have to accept it as a fact, because he's not letting you go.
HI!! (^[]^) 🪼ANON HERE AND O JUST CAN’T PULL MY THOUGHTS AWAY FROM CHUUYA!
HE’S SO PRETTY AND HOT AND IM JUST LOOSING IT FOR HIM.
LIKE CAN HE BE MY DOG???
Haihai!! Making this a small one :333 ofc he can be your dogg!!
cw. Sub!Chuuya x Dom!reader, GN!reader, pet play, leash, handjob, nipple play . notes; playing with his nipples, and making him your female dog!! Not proof read!
You let out a chuckle as you grip his pretty red leash, tugging on it. Making his face go closed to yours, oh how pretty he looks! He can look so pretty and hot at the same time~ you hold his face as you kiss him. Making him more red, you smile as you can feel his hard dick throb against your leg. You look down as your hand reaches for it, touching his tip. His hips move slightly, you shake your head and coo at him. "Don't move, wait until I tell you, doggy~" you say, he lets out a small growl, your fingers touch his tip as it squeezes pre-cum out! You wrap your hand around his base, you stroke his cock. Watching the juicy pre-cum cover your fingers, you smile. Watching him tremble and try to not move like you told him to, you love how he tries his best to listen to your orders. You squeeze his dick, as he jumps. His eyes widen and he looks up at you, you smirk and continue to stroke his needy dick. You wrap the leash round your wrist as your other hand reaches for his nipples, you flick it with your finger. He bites his lower lip, his legs trembling in pleasure. You begin to you with his nipples, rolling it between your fingers, pinching and pulling slightly at it. All your toying with his nipples just make his dick more needy and harder, you move your hand father in his dick as you pinch at his nipples. He throws his head back, his mouth opens as his eyes roll back. You tug at his nipples as you begin to go faster, your fingers dressed in his pre-cum. He lets out a loud moan as his back arches, you gasp and smile. Seeing his dick twitch in your hold, his dick pumps out his white liquid, it covers your fingers and his stomach. You bring your hand up to your mouth as you lick it all off, you grab his chin as you kiss him. Your tongue sliding into his mouth, making him taste his own seed!
basicalky tho shes riding his face while hes cuffed n all, i can go into more detail if it doesnt work js lmk x
shout out to stacie for the request ! (and for waiting for a damn long time for me to write, im sorry 😭)
—“influence”
sub!kai x reader
summary: based on the link above (account got suspended btw), kai is a dumbass who is easily influenced by zac who’s NOT a good person 🤯
warnings: 18+, smut, p link, sub!kai, no actual penetration, face sitting, face riding, cunnilingus, name calling (bitch & slut) 😢, cumming in pants, restraints (m! receiving)
a/n: guess who’s back LMAOOO guys uni is no joke im getting my ass beat
hate’s maybe too strong of a word to describe your dislike towards zac but everything he does pisses you off. it’s like theres physically a bad bone in his body navigating him in making stupid and evil decisions. like telling kai to stop others from taking the blue, resulting in chaos on the ship since richard’s no longer here to keep things in line. he was also the one who thought it was a good idea to have a party, celebrating god knows what, eating and wasting every resources you guys had on the ship.
he was also the reason the ship’s data room got destroyed and everyone had to clean up after him. the ship’s up and running again now, thanks to christopher. but the reason you hate zac is because he’s such a bad influence to kai. you couldn’t blame kai for the things he’d done, he wouldn’t have done them if it wasn’t because zac told him to.
maybe he just felt like that was his calling, like he had a purpose on that ship, leading him to do everything zac told him to eventho they’re stupid. in reality he’s more than that, he’s actually really smart, and good with electricals. he’s also really nice to you, it’s just that he tends to do the stupid things zac tells him to do because he thinks he’s not good enough. he needs to feel like he’s important, which is why he never wanna leave your side. you make him feel special, and needed. between that and the lack of blue in his system, he had grown to be really clingy with you. and his needs, his certain needs, now washing over him like a big perpetual confusing wave
you hear his stalking steps behind, following you through the ominous hall connecting the working quarters to your dorms. he’s been after your back all day, and now he’s even sniffing the trail of scent you left behind. “you smell good” he starts, throwing his head back while dragging his hands down his face. he is getting ridiculous. now he’s sniffing you around like an animal ? “did you shampoo ?” he continues, making you halt your steps for a moment to take his dumb words in before continuing to walk. shaking your head in disbelief that you’re responding to his question, “they sent me the new ones to sample so yeah, earlier” you explain, telling him about the new shampoo they’ve formulated, experimenting with improved ingredients from the lab. “can you stop for a moment ? where are you going anyways ?” he hasten his steps behind you, pondering on how are you walking so fast. before you know it he manages to quickly grab your hand and intertwine his fingers with yours. now that you’re forced to stop, you turn and raise your chin to look at him, who’s grinning.
“i need to report back to them, kai”
“what ? like now ?”
“yes, now”
“they can wait”
moving the strand of hair out of your face, you sigh at him. looking up at him through your lashes, your face clearly unamused. “no kai, unlike you who clearly has nothing better to do they’re actually working and contributing to the ship” you squint your eyes as you say that, making him take a step back to scoff at you. if only he could channel this newfound energy or hormones on something else, he would’ve actually made a difference. like maybe fixing and updating your database thats turning obsolete from how ancient it is, or come out with a new security system. that would’ve made you drool over him, even reward with after a hard day of doing men’s job. instead, he’s been chasing you around the ship all day since yesterday, snooping up your ass, waiting as you do chores hoping to get in your pants. like you said, it’s the lack of blue
you gesture your hand around signalling that you’re done here if he doesn’t have anything else to say, too tired of him to even roll your eyes. he’s frustrated to say the least, confused with his own neediness, struggling to navigate the feelings. he could’ve just gone to any other girls on the ship, they’ll gladly let him into their dorms but he doesn’t want that, he doesn’t want them. what the both of you have is something sacred to him that he refuses to jeopardise. even so, you’re starting to give him blue balls, he’s wondering how can you be so composed, as you’ve also stopped taking the blue while he’s sweating and fidgeting. “go find something useful to do kai, leave me alone”. it’s not like you’re mad at him, but it hasn’t been long since the last time you gave in because of his pleas.
“why are you being such a bitch ? zac’s right, girls are fucking difficult” kai’s towering over you, letting go of your hands. he almost gave up when you start walking away before he continues his petty tantrum. “you act like you’re sooo important, always doing this and that, acting like you don’t want me” you’ve turned your heels away from him long ago, ignoring his silly words that are far from insults. you were about to block his voice out of your hearing before you hear him, “walk away all you want but we both know you were begging for my cock like a slut” you’re lucky the hallways empty or else anyone could’ve heard him easily. his last words flicked a switch inside your head, making you turn around to quickly stomp towards him. he can’t be serious.
he could’ve accepted and just walk away like a man but decided to act like a bitch instead, whining around that you wouldn’t let him get his dick wet. you reach over for his shirt, pulling him by fisting the fabric on his chest, your bodies almost colliding. you can feel his warm breath fanning over you as he falls quiet and his face drops. “you’re so fucked, kai” you say as you start dragging him by his shirt, walking across the hallway before taking a turn towards his dorm. he struggles to follow your steps with you pulling him forward, forcing him to bend a little. he almost trips over multiple times on the ship’s floor. as you stop in front of his dorm, you push him forward, he almost stumble over his feet. “unlock it” you order him, to which he quietly obeys, pressing his code into the lock display.
you push him inside quickly before locking the door behind you to avoid anyone noticing. after making sure it’s just the both of you, you step forward, making him step back before his heels hit the side of his bed in the small compound. he’s forced to sit as you settle between his legs, his head tilted upwards to look at you, too scared to look away. “im so tired of you running your mouth,” you begin, lifting your hand to cup his cheek, smoothing your thumb over his clear skin. he’s starting to regret the things he said to you, nervous anticipating what’s going to happen now that he’s pissed you off. “do you think you’re better than me ?” you ask him softly, waiting for his answer patiently as you can clearly see him keeping in his answer, his eyes trailing somewhere else. moving your fingers over his lips, you play with them, gently pulling at the bottom one. you smile at him.
“so you do think you’re better ?” before he could give you any response, you thrust your index and middle finger pass his lips, pushing down on his tongue. “you’re pretty, kai,” you say, as you thrust your fingers further. “but sometimes you can be such a bitch” your fingers are now slotted snug against his tongue, he struggles to keep himself from gagging as his eyes are becoming glossy, small tears pooling at the corners. he shuts his eyes for a moment before shaking his head, he tries to make out something but they’re mumbled because of your fingers. you coo at him before retracting them and cupping his cheek. he’s short of breath yet wastes no time, “m’sorry” you shake your head, giving him a look before firmly tapping his cheeks with your saliva covered fingers. traces of spit sticks onto his face as you push him down by his head, his hand grabbing at your wrist.
you quickly push your pants down with your free hand before quickly getting on top of him on the bed. he’s starting to smirk from seeing you sitting pant-less on him, thinking that you still gave in after all. he raises his hands to place them on your waist, before even starting to rub at your exposed thighs. you smile at him as you take his hands, guiding and placing them on your covered tits, earning a soft small moan from him. he’s happily kneading at the soft flesh as you reach over beside the bed, where there are drawers. you pull out one of them to fish out something before placing it over his hands, zip tying them together swiftly.
he was too caught up in the feeling, eyes closed and all to notice what you’re doing. he looks as if he’s panicking, trying to break the zip tie off but the friction’s hurting his wrists. “fuck- i said i was sorry ?” he lets out, his bent knees moving around and hitting the wall. you let out a sigh looking at him, as he returns a wide eyed look at you, hoping for you to take the zip tie off. “please baby ?” he tries again, before you move over him, your knees settling on each side of his head, your pussy hovering right above his face. “don’t baby me”.
you couldn’t be bothered to look at him as you run your hands through his tight curls, tugging slightly at the roots before settling all of your weight on his face, his mouth open to take your pussy. just as he flattens his tongue to lap up your juices he lets out a hummed moan, the vibration sending chills down your spine. you tighten your grab on his roots, making him hum, his tied hands behind you flailing around, tortured that he doesn’t get to feel you. one thing kai is if he’s not anything else is he’s a pussy eater, and he can so it for hours. he gets off from eating pussy, and does it like nobody’s business. but you’ve never sat on his face, though he’s begged you to before. you weren’t comfortable with the thought but you know this will shut him up.
he continues his laps against your pussy as his tongue licks at the sensitive nub, before gently sucking on it, making you whine loudly. you quickly snap out of the feeling to control your loudness, with the compound walls being thin as ever and people outside that might hear. kai doesn’t have to worry about his sounds as they’re all muffled by your pussy, so he’s moaning and whining against your folds each time his tastebud indulges your taste. his cock’s hard in his pants, begging to be let out and touched. so kai settles for the next best thing he could get right now, his tied hands cupping over his hard on and rubbing across the bulging length.
the friction of the fabric of his pants against his cock makes him feel good, he’s moaning as his hand rubs over his sensitive tip yet nothing compares to sinking inside your warm pussy. if you give him a chance right now he’s willing to kneel before you and beg for you to let him fuck, he’ll promise to do all the work while you just lay down and be a pillow princess. unfortunately his mouth is covered and pressed down against your pussy. not that he’s complaining, he gets to suck and lap the juices off your folds.
you’ve had enough of him having fun so you start grinding down, moving your hips back and forth, your pussy rubbing against his mouth and his nose. all you can see now is his eyes, glossy with long lashes staring back at you, his eyelid heavy from the pleasure. he’s moaning uncontrollably underneath you now that you’re grinding against his face, your clit nudging at his nose making you moan, your fingers tugging down at his roots. his hands are cupping his hard on, obvious bulge poking through his pants. his bent knees are flailing around from the pleasure, his hips bucking up into thin air, not quite enough to turn the restraint on his cock into pain. his waist hovers over the bed, as he speeds up his lapping against your folds. all while he’s tortured by the blood rushing to the tip of his cock, he’s overwhelmed by the sweet taste of your pussy and scent pushing down against his face. you let out a whine as you feel his lips sucking at your hole, slurping up the wetness leaking out with his tongue before fucking your hole with it.
he’s now fucking you with his tongue, sending you waves after waves of pleasure that’ll eventually come down sooner or later. “mnmgh, fu- so good kai” your praise fills him with more excitement to please you, as his slurping on your sex makes loud noises in the compound. “fuck, kai- you-you’re gonna be good after this ?” your question comes out staggered and whiny, the pleasure invading your words. he nods against your pussy, his nose nudging against your sensitive nub. “mmnhgh- oh my god, f- you’re gonna stop calling girls with that word ?” he nods rapidly, the repeated nudges of his nose making you twitch. the knot in your lower belly tightening as you pin his head down by his hair, before grinding harder against his face. you could feel his plump lips sucking on your clit. arching your back from the pleasure before looking down, you see his brown eyes already set on you, looking away just to watch your body move and writhe on top of him.
“oh my god- kai, fuck- gonna cum” you’re now borderline bouncing on his face, your hips twitching as you chase your high. he knows that you’re about to cum as he speeds up his tongue fucking into your hole. “gonna give you my cum” you hear him let out a muffled sound, as you’re busy chasing your orgasm. his hands are rubbing and squeezing down on his covered length, trying to calm the blood rushing that’s making him rock hard. you let out your final whine before moaning hard, your hips halting its movements against his face as your orgasm washes down, and you’re cumming on his mouth.
you begin to raise your hips to hover over his mouth as you immediately hear him moan, his tied hands tugging at the back of your shirt. “fuck!” curses flow out of his lips as soon as he gets to speak. his hips are bucking hard because of his twitching thighs. your breasts are heaving, trying to catch your breath and settle down. you turn your upper body to look behind you to notice the small beads of white seeping through his pants, and the bulge poking through it twitching around. your eyes go wide at the view of him cumming untouched in his pants before turning back to look at him who’s smiling at you, his eyelids droopy from being pussy drunk.
his smile is crooked and he’s seconds away from passing out. you cup your hands over your mouth for a moment before leaning down to gently kiss him, your fingers running slowly through his curls to massage his scalp. you reach again into the drawers to find a scissor, before turning behind to release his hands. he immediately reach up to wrap his arms around your waist, before you pull them away to slowly rub at his wrists. “mmhm” your gentle touch offers him some relief, making him hum in contentment. the traces of the zip tie leaving red marks as your fingers smooth over the skin.
you tsk at the obvious imprint of the restraint on his wrists, which are probably hurting like hell yet he’s too awestruck to complain. you’re still on top of him, sitting on his steady chest as he just lets you inspect his hands, too worn out to even do anything. “i love you” he mumbles out. you take his hands and place them together against your chest before leaning down again to kiss his lips. he gently returns the kiss before letting you kiss all up his cheeks, nose, eyes and forehead. “promise to be good, kai” his glossy eyes search into yours as his hands roam across your waist.
He's here again. This same black space devoid of any sort of light. He's practically used to this— given he's been brought here by someone everytime he fell asleep. It's almost like a dream. Maybe it is, but why is he conscious if it was a dream?
He doesn't know.
This has been happening since what was now called the archon war. He happened to be there at that time, his power rivaling—no, surpassing the gods themselves yet he did not pursue for the throne. After seeing the infinitely gruesome ways celestia forces these divine beings to slaughter each other, he decided it's time to go. But the thing is, fate just decided to throw him a bitch face for no apparent reason and the one who decided to trap him was his long companion— the one who convinced him to come to this world— teyvat on the first place. Asmodeus. She was the one to convince him to travel there, yet he isn't allowed to go?? No one told him it's going to be a one way trip.
"This is ridiculous..." He mumbled
"I can't believe how she actually managed to trick me into this.. I need to stop trusting my friends without a second thought." Then he's back to teyvat. Now surrounded by white, the snow oh so clear. That's right, he's currently in snezhnaya. How can he be in snezhnaya you ask? That is because he's affiliated with the fatui of course.
Yes, he's fully aware that the Tsaritsa aims to bring down the heavenly principals, aka celestia. So? He can just stoop down when it gets too messy.. For now, the tsaritsa aims to keep him. For whatever reason that may be. Maybe it's because he befriended her in the past? Well for whatever reason he is... He's—
He heard a familiar voice call out to him in a grumbling voice. On instinct, he looked up to see an indigo haired male, short as can be. "Lux, get inside! Don't sleep on the snow you little pest, you'll get sick."
cws: gn!dom!reader. silvermane guard!reader. some plot, but mostly porn. sub!pela. office sex. power imbalance. (you are clothed, she's not.) fingering. exhibitionism. minimal aftercare. rushed ending. i'm incredibly horny. (meaning it's not proofread. let me know if i should add any other warnings!) mandatory "english isn't my first language" warning.
a/n: wow, i finally wrote smut? how rare! special thanks to my dear friends who encouraged me to post this. haven't written anything in 10 months. this is sort of for getting through my writer's block.
Meeting Pela was all thanks to a lucky, accidental meeting, orchestrated by Gepard. And wow, are you thankful.
Meeting fellow co-workers supposedly strengthens trust and bonds between the guards. You couldn't agree more. But being at the right place and the right time, you met Pela. Briefly.
But that's all it took. You invited her after work to go drinking. And you got close. A bit too close, for workplace standards.
Oh, but you really are so thankful to have found someone who can understand your frustrations as a Silvermane Guard. She's always happy to listen to you mindlessly complain, as she does her work. Venting your annoyance to curious ears. Office work does get dull, but your stories? Never.
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Thankful that once you took off all of your heavy armor, she didn't mind sitting in your lap, getting comfortable.
This time, however, she was the one thankful. So very thankful. You couldn't see how hard she was blushing. Thoughts running around in her head. What could this lead to?
She cautiously suggests that if you do have anything troubling you, you can take it out on her. Anytime. Something clicks in your brain, frantically taking off her clothes, kissing wherever your lips can reach.
So thankful to now have cute little Pela in your lap, trying to squirm away from the stimulation your fingers are bringing her. So sensitive, you think to yourself. Whispering praises into her neck, how well she's doing.
"What if... haaah~...What if someone comes in?" Pela squeals as you hit that special spongy spot deep inside her as you curl your fingers. How precious. You wish you could hear that sound more often.
You think to yourself. "What then? If someone were to come in... Hmm. I'd say they'd have a clear view of you being pretty, as always." You hum into her neck. Looking down how your fingers keep appearing and disappearing into her cunt, slick covering her thighs and some even dripping down to your pants.
Her breathing is getting quicker, moans more eager. She's basically panting at this point. Gasping as she's about to reach her high.
So, naturally, you take your soaked fingers out of her pussy, bringing it to your lips and licking them clean as you rest your head on her shoulder. She tries to look away, but she grows more twitchy and impatient.
She cries out and grinds down on your lap, and thighs, hoping to get some, if any form of friction against her exposed cunt. Muttering soft "please" -s into the steamy and rather small office the two of you are in.
How could you resist not giving in? She's fucked dumb on your fingers. Of course, you give Pela what she wants most. Sweet release...
So you let Pela take control of your hand, just this once. Riding your fingers as she's setting a quick pace. She's moaning so loud, you can't stop thinking about someone walking in. You will have to do something about your own arousal sooner or later, but that can wait.
The sound she makes as she cums is forever engraved into your mind.
Thighs shaking, eyes closed, she's guiding your hand that is deep inside her. She throws her head back, almost hitting your chest.
"You are always such a treat..." Praising her as she slowly calms down from her orgasm.
Only having time to clean her up, kissing her forehead tenderly as you get up to leave. "Sadly I don't have time for seconds." Truly unfortunate that you really do have to get back to work so soon. Wishing to postpone your evening patrols.
With you fully plated up in sturdy armor, you wave goodbye to her, as you gently open, then close the door, swiftly sneaking out.
When your figure disappears from Pela's sight, she thinks about how this whole... act was like something she'd read or even write about in one of her... books.
I totally forgot to post my subby dan heng drawing here 💀 have the cropped sfw version though cause I don't want tumblr to cancel me lmao if you wanna see the full nsfw version lemme know
