Everyoneās obsessed with big cocks.
"Guys getting ruined over massive dicks" this, "size kink supremacyā that. Like size is some kind of fucking contest. Like only a giant cock can break a sub.
Fuck that noise.
Heās never had anything in there before ā no cock, no fingers, no toys ā nothing but his own fingers fumbling, fingers too shy to go deeper. So when you slide that tiny little toy inside, barely three inches of semi-hard silicon, you watch his body fall apart.
His eyes go wide, breath catches, and then itās all trembling limbs and whispered cries he canāt control.
He swears he can take it. Laughs it off like a joke ā but itās not.
You push it in just a little more.
His whole body jerks. His hips snap back like heās trying to escape something, but he canāt. Not yet.
That little toy is a devil in disguise ā meant to prep him, to train him for whatās really coming. But right now? Heās ruined. Sobbing soft little whimpers because heās so fucking full of something he barely even registers as real.
He clenches around it like itās ripping him in half, legs shaking so badly youāre sure heās about to collapse.
āP-please, s-stopā¦ I-I canātāā he chokes out, voice trembling, barely a whisper. āIām ā i-itās too ā too muchā¦ā
And itāsĀ not even three fucking inchesĀ inside him.
Heās already torn, stretched raw, dripping around you like heās been wrecked by your actual size. The thought of a bigger dick? No fucking way. Heād be shredded, a bloody mess, broken beyond repair.
But here he is.
His little hole clenches tight, desperate to squeeze it out, but itās no use. Heās ruined.
āJ-justā¦ slowā¦ pleaseā¦?ā he begs, voice cracking. āI-I neverā¦ n-never had this b-before. It hurts ā b-but I want it! I want youā¦ Iām yours, p-pleaseā¦ā
Bullshit. You know he isnāt ready. Thatās why youāre here.
You drag it out a fraction, then push it back in, slow and deliberate, watching his body betray him with every inch. The tight squeeze, the desperate gasp, the low sobs that start slipping out when you donāt give him a break.
Heās fragile. So fragile.
The toy isnāt even close to the size heāll have to take later. But his inexperienced ass is already wrecked. Already trembling around something so tiny, so insignificant.
You grip his jaw, force his eyes to meet yours. āYou wanna see how fucked youāll be when the real thing slides in?ā
His cheeks flush crimson. He canāt even nod, breath hitching so hard heās nearly choking.
Heās ruined.
From a cheap sex toy less than three inches long.
You canāt wait to slide your actual dick in ā itāll tear him apart. Rip him open and break him in ways he canāt even imagine yet.
But for now, you have him like this. Clawed open and leaking sobs on your bed, begging you for mercy he doesnāt deserve.
thinking abt afab pretty boys getting fucked in your sweater.
cw gen having bad thoughts at 2 am. tempted to drop some long haired sluts next but idk š¤·āāļø
thinking about coming home to your pretty thing playing with himself in your sweater. whining and hiccuping as his fingers rub and toy with his pretty pussy.
listening to your boy cry and moan as you bend him over and split him open with your cock; sweater riding up his back as he tries to hold himself upright as you fuck him stupid.
his head buried into the pillows, biting at the pillowcase and drooling all over the sleeves of your sweater as your cock makes his legs shake while he cums around it for the fourth time that night.
your pretty boy letting out a drawn out whine while you eat him out. pressing your nose against his swollen clit and tongue fucking him senseless as he covers his face with the sleeves of your sweater. legs spread wide open for you at his pussy twitches on your tongue before he squirts all over your face once more.
sitting him in your lap; facing the full length mirror in your bedroom and spreading his legs as your fingers pump in and out of his hole. every sob and cry woven together in a slurred melody of moans as your boy struggles to hold your sweater up so you can properly pleasure him. spanking him; making him jolt and beg for your forgiveness whenever he tries to close his legs before heās cum all over your fingers.
uhhh idk
heizou, xiao, kazuha, albedo, tighnari, dan heng (+ imbibitor), gepard
"m-my god, please, please, god." you'd never seen him this desperate before.
heizou's work papers are spread out around him on the bed, messily strewn and unorganised. he's only in his shirt, unbuttoned, and his black tie hung loosely around his collar.
he's already cum once, made a mess all over himself but you hadn't given him a chance to breathe as you continue to drag your hand over his cock, your speed not changing.
heizou gasps, fingers grabbing the sheets and his shirt rides up his stomach when he arches his back off the bed, head thrown back and thighs shaking slightly.
"i'm.. i- i'm-" heizou cuts himself off constantly, with whimpers and whines, gasping for air. he can't think about anything but your hand on his cock, and he's bucking his hips into your fist. he feels dazed and dizzy, everything too much because you've never overstimulated him before.
"'m gonna cum, pl-mhfuck please." the last 'please' comes out breathless and heizou looks at you through his eyelashes before he moans loudly, fucking into your fist needily and you just let him.
"you gonna cum again, doll?" you tease, voice soft and you pick up your pace only slightly but it knocks a pretty moan from his lips.
heizou nods all pliant, eyes big and teary and he whimpers, "y-yeah-mh.." his eyebrows are furrowed, pretty lips open in small pants and he's still needily canting his hips into your hand. his laid-back, confident persona had simmered away, desperation clinging to him as soon as you had got your hands on him.
you tilt your head slightly, watching as he fucks himself with your hand and the red haired keeps gasping loudly. you lean over him - unbothered about crushing his papers - hand never slowing down on his cock and you gently hook your finger under his chin to make him look at you. heizou's olive eyes are dazed, only just open as he pants heavily, chest rising and falling and small whimpers leave his lips.
"you're so pretty, darling. so pretty when you're so desperate," you look down to watch your hand slide up and down his pretty cock dripping onto his stomach, "gonna make another mess for me?"
you can't help the small smile forcing its way onto your lips at how needy he is. you'd never seen him so submissive before, his brain almost completely switched off of anything but you and your hand on him.
"oh, god.. please.." you squeeze his cock lightly, turning his head to look at you again and there's not a single thought behind his pretty eyes other than wanting to cum for you.
heizou makes the prettiest noise when you tease the head of his cock, back arching off the bed as he moans, fucking into your fist once again. you bite your lip gently, watching as he drips against your fingers and you part your lips in awe, "fuck. i could have you like this all day."
you watch him break - panting and gasping endlessly, hands grabbing everything he can: the sheets, your forearm, his work papers by his side.
brushing your thumb over his tip again, you swallow his pretty whines when you press your lips to his. heizou whimpers against your lips, kiss desperate as he gasps into your mouth, hips knocking into your fist in a needy way of showing he was close.
you quietly groan against his lips and he only lasts a few more seconds. it takes just a small flick of your wrist for him to snap.
the red haired pulls away from your lips, head falling back on to the bed in a silent gasp before a loud moan rips from his throat. heizou's back arches, fists gripping the sheets and eyes rolling back when he cums against your hand. you don't move away from his face, watching his eyes open slightly and pretty tears shine in them. you lean down to press a desperate kiss to his lips and he can hardly kiss back, whole body lax.
"fuck, that's it baby." you groan and stroke him through it as he cums, making a mess all over your fist and his stomach and his thighs shake as he gently bucks into your hand. heizou's shirt is crumpled underneath him, along with a few of his papers but he doesn't even realise, chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath.
you don't let up though. your hand still works along his cock, albeit slower than before to help him through the sensitivity. your strokes are light but the touch is enough for heizou to whimper, head shaking, "stop, please.. please.."
"you can do one more, can't you?" you smile, watching heizou's hips stutter every time your hand glides up his cock, "c'mon, darling."
heizou almost cries out once your grip tightens a little, eyes welling up with pretty tears. the red haired breathes heavily, eyes glancing at you desperately, "can't- i can't, please."
despite the denial, he lets out a quiet moan, eyebrows scrunching. heizou's legs unconsciously fall open and a grin tugs at your lips.
warnings: degrading, cock shame, praise, overstimulation, edging, usage of toys, bondage, exhibitionism, feminization, pet play, consensual drugging
notes: a gift and request for @creampuff-nonanon . there u go bby also hi sub genshin tags, mamaās back /jk jk jk HEAVY jk
surprised that the mighty and infamous traveler has a small dick? well donāt be. also are you blind as hell? aether? being a dom? having a big dick? with that grab-able waist???? nah
tease him for it. place your hand on his thigh while you two sit together next to each other behind a table at a restaurant, waiting for your orders
then slowly rub circles into his clothed flesh, put a slight pressure on his thigh to remind him of who he belongs to. inch your hand up slowly, make him shiver, gulp and make his breath hitch in his throat as the mighty traveler tries to keep his composure in public
he cries so easily and so prettily
pinch his nipples while palming him through his pants. just a few minutes and aether would be grinding his ass on your crotch, sobbing and whining for you to touch him already
sweetest and most pliant sub. archons heās such a sweetheart
you wanna dress him up in pretty lingerie? no problem!
want him to bend over your work desk? heāll do it right away!
want to call him your pretty slut? your sweet bunny? only your pretty doll to stare and fondle and break? heās more than happy to be called those! just be sure to take good care of his tired body afterwards. we all know he needs it
āhaanhā”ļø~! [n-nameee] so goodā”ļøā”ļøfeels so gooddd aahnnā”ļøā tired, salacious moans continued to tumble out of the blondeās mouth as he throws his head back on your shoulder, hips bucking to try and chase after his nth orgasm for the night as much as he could with your other hand holding his wrists together in a tight grip.
everything felt too much. there were dried tear stains on his flushed cheeks, constantly being replaced with fresh ones. the world looked so blurry, every little sound felt like pans being hit together next to his ear but at the same time everything felt so little. it all felt so little without your hand wrapped around his tiny cock, without your voice to whisper dirty words into his ear, making him shiver and gasp to your words.
aether let out a loud sob as you forced another orgasm out of him, a string of broken noises following along as you continue to move your hand, rubbing the slit of his cock, making him hiss out at the feeling of overstimulation. but aether loved it. he loved it and he craved more of it.
another sweet sub who will pliantly lay down and take whatever you give him without complaints
even if it means having a vibrator slipped inside him for the whole day as he tries to act as normal as possible. however the small glare he sends your way, the slight stutter in his words, the hitching of his breath, the tremble in his legs if he sits in one place for too long - it was all very much noticeable. at least, to you
is definitely into light pet play, feminization and consensual drugging
he literally wears thigh highs under his shorts. take that to your advantage. slip a finger into the tight rubber part where it hugs his pristine pale thigh so lovely, pull back a bit only to snap it back in place with a low schwap!
itāll have the poor samurai jumping in his heat, trying to hide his reddening face as he shoots you a faux side glare all the while rubbing his thighs together so he can add slight stimulation to his already hardening cock - archons, you really know how to get him going, donāt you?
make him wear a cat tail butt plug, cute pairs of white ears, matching the color of his hair - hell, you can even collar him if you want, kazuha doesnāt mind! but just know that if youāre placing a collar around his neck, heās expecting you to take him in a mating press until he passes out
also likes feminization to a certain degree. the cute lingeries, stockings, mini skirts that barely hide his hardened tiny dick and the material of the skirt that keeps rubbing the sensitive head of his member - he loves it all
small, muffled whines is heard from inside the small room that keeps the cleaning supplies of the crux. anyone who passes by would easily be able to know whatās going on inside it. good thing it was the middle of day time and every members were busy on deck outside with their respective jobs.
after all, if anyone were to hear the sluttish moans and sobs of the fucked stupid samurai, whoās barely keeping himself pushed against the door on his toes, you would certainly be more than jealous. kazuha is your pretty slutty kitty and you want nothing more than to simply keep him to yourself.
with his hands tied up, covering his mouth to quiet himself and the slight grinding movements of his doughy thighs weakly rutting himself against you - you would mistake him for an angel sent only for you. but, you want to keep him only to yourself. especially that cute teary eyed, flushed face of hisā”ļø.
oh lawd have mercy. i have a very detailed, improper, lecherous thoughts of this twink and you all know it by now
i already have a fic written abt small dick xiao supremacy and itās here if you wanna read it yourself
but, to keep it in short and to infect yāall with my new brain worm - imagine! the tattoo on his abdomen goes all the way down to the next of his tiny cock and it glows when heās feeling overstimulated
jerking him off over and over, making him create a mess on the sheets, on your hands, creating a small puddle of cum on his abs - you only hum with a sadistic tone as xiao cries out, releasing another load as his legs weakly twitch
make him wear a cute panty inside his pants, he would have a cute flush on his cheeks the whole day even when heās slaying creatures or simply watching liyue from the top of one of the great mountains of the geo nation
and imagine imagine!!!! xiao in heat!!!
but even beTTERāļø
sub xiao in heat who has a small sensitive cock, who wants to fuck you full but doesnāt know what to do or where to start and so he simply lays back on the nest that you two created, sobbing, wailing and trashing around as you force the nth orgasm from him that night
everything felt dizzy. the room felt too hot and every intake of breath was followed by a loud lecherous sound. was that sound truly coming from him? from the infamous yaksha? the last standing guardian of the geo lord and his nation?
āhow pathetic, xiaoā his legs twitch, tattoos glowing brighter as he cries out, sure to make even celestia know your name. the poor yaksha felt humiliated but he also craved more of it.
he wanted you to completely break him until his mind can only remember your word, the feeling of your hand on his cock and the feeling of your strap/cock shaping his hole, rearranging his insides until heās sure his body is accustomed to your shape and size.
another strangled scream escapes the adepti, hand starting to turn into claws as he clutches at the pillows under him like a lifeboat, scales and feathers starting to appear on the back of his neck, his arms and thighs - ah, what a beautiful bird you have, wrapped up around your fingers.
another sub that likes feminization. however unlike kazuha he can totally dress up and wants a princess treatment
whether it be a skirt, a dress, lingerie, stocking, bathrobe or even those cute but still sexy costumes - venti can rock every single one of them and he does it with pride
i see him as the type of sub whoās more of a pillow prince. he just wants to lay down on the soft bed that you two share and let you do the work. of course there will be a few helps and guiding here and there, maybe he would even ride you if he feels like it that day
also, heās the type to tease you. i donāt make the rules or maybe i do
the type to throw you a side glance with a wink when youāre both at angelās share, taking the night slow and peaceful until the little shit decides to be a rat and make himself comfortable on your lap
it may seem innocent and lovey-dovey to others at first but donāt be fooled. heās secretly grinding himself on your crotch, intent on making you feel the low buzzing of the vibrator he slipped inside himself
be sure to make him pay for it afterwards. only good boys get praises and prince treatments after all
ā[name]! [n-name]! pleaashee ām shorryā”ļø!! won't-won't do it aga-AANGHā”ļøā”ļø!!!ā came out ventiās pleas as you piston your hips to ram into his sweet spot more roughly. he was being a teasing little shit, of course this was bound to happen.
but, you suppose youāve been mean to him for long enough today. not only was the archonās hands were bound together in a pretty teal ribbon, he was also not allowed to cum the entire time as well. hmm, perhaps you could be nice. just for once though.
reaching a hand down between his shaking legs, you start to skillfully work your hand up and down his sensitive tip slowly. ah, seems like you were right. only a few strokes and heās cumming all over your hand with a lecherous sob. so unlike an archon.
you should do this to him moreā”ļø.
another bratty sub. archons when would they stop being such a little shits
will talk back, will defy your rules and disregard your warnings and will cry and plead for a break when his tiny dick is being overstimmed by the flesh light youāre torturing him with
another sub thatās into pet play as well. but he tends to lean more towards the puppy side unlike kazuha and xiao who leans towards the cat side
i donāt know if you guys noticed but he canonically wears a choker in his day to day outfit and i think that alone itself says a LOT about the kind of pet play he would be into
wouldnāt mind having you connect a cute leash to his collar, forcibly making him cockwarm you for hours as he writhes on your lap, unable to focus on his paper work. while youāre at it, be sure to tug him down by the leash to sit snuggly on your lap again if he tries to move - which iām pretty sure he would
use the side cuts to his shirt to your advantage. slip a hand in and pinch his nipple, thatāll be more than enough to have him jumping in his seat with a surprised squeak, looking at you with a shell shocked face blooming a pretty red color
hell, you can even use his cute flat chest as a free stress balls. theyāre the perfect size and gets the most delicious of reactions out of the detective
āthe suspect s-seems to be telling the truth-hngghā”ļø! w-when he said that he wa-aanhhā”ļøā”ļø!!ā the detective on your lap moaned, trying to finish reading his reports out loud as you had asked him to, only to fail and end up moaning out loud when you pulled him back down by his leash, hitting his sensitive spot in the process.
archons, this whole cock warming thing had been going on for hours. hours! and yet you still insist on making him suffer more? just how cruel could you get?
swallowing a sob that was rising in his throat, heizou took a stuttered breath in, willing himself to continue with your punishment as long as you see fit.
even as his legs start to twitch, his breathing becoming labored, his words turning into a jumbled mess and strings of broken noises come from his throat, heizou will bear the punishment. itās exactly what he wanted after allā”ļø.
dear lord have merch once again ugh
if you guys have read my nsfw fanfics and have been stalking my account since itās birth then you guys know by now the amount of vile shit i wanna do to this man consensually ofc
i personally like to think of him as a transmasc bc come on. the power of pussy but for this one, iāll make him have a dick
an incredibly small one
and super sensitive
also has a thin line of his tattoo going down rigggghhtt beside his member, which glows when heās being teased or overstimulated
poor little crybaby. heās been sucked over and over for who knows how long, his legs are twitching, hips trying and failing miserably to pull himself away, weak hands pushing at your head - all to no luck
at this point, the puppet is ready to give up. honestly
youāre saying something. something about him being tasty or some shit but he canāt understand
that mushy head of his is too fried to even properly understand anything
use that opportunity of his momentary shutting up to your advantage and teach him to never call you any mean names again . of course it must be followed by a nice long bath and a sweet amount of kisses
wanderer tried to form a sentence - a plea to make you pull away from his cock, a gurgled whine and slurred speech of unidentifiable words tumbling out of his mouth. it only got more and more high pitched and hurried as he felt another wave of orgasm approaching.
hand pathetically pawing at your head, more tears replacing his old ones as the knot in his stomach tightens, bends and sways until it finally breaks - making the short puppet let out a cacophony of sobs as he cums into your mouth again.
for a simple puppet who was first created to become an archon, his cum sure tasted sweet, like a mix of strawberry and sweet berry juice. how adorableā”ļø.
With the open sides, actual collar, voice lines, and that time in his hangout quest where he basically tells us that he would like it if someone else took chargeā¦
Sub Heizou.
the kind of sub that will hand you an odd remote in public without explanation, and let you figure out that heās just handed you the remote to the vibrator inside him currently.
the kind of sub to bring you new toys to use on him, like a dog with a new ball or interesting stick
the kind of sub that uses the outfits and such heās supposed to use to go undercover to roleplay and fuck around with you.
the kind of sub that intentionally gets you jealous by being a bit friendly with some of the people he meets each day, just so youāll stuff him full and overstimulate him until the only thing he can use that genius little brain for is begging for mercyā which, he can barely even manage.
hi so [holds head in hands] no pressure to fulfill this request of course but like. heizou, kazuha, and the wanderer (separate) going down on you lol,, haha,, bonus points if itās their first time doing anything with you,, or anyone, for that matter,,, (afab mc preferred ^^)
oh and since youāre not familiar with heizouās character yet, i have some ideas ā¦ i know a lot of people make him out to be super experienced and like yeah. no shame to that. thatās epic. but god. look. listenā¦ thereās untapped potential here [shakes you aggressively] heizou, aware of his own flirty reputation and also wanting to impress you, pretends to know what heās doing and acts all confident like yeah. i got this bbg. i fucked around already. mhm. totally. iām gonna give you the time of your life fr. yet he justā¦ mentally bluescreens when it actually gets to the real deal. his face heats up, his mouth goes slack, and he stares like an idiot. internal monologue is probably: what do i do. what do i DO. i do not want to fuck this up HOLY FUCKKKKKKKKKK. eventually you get sick of his virgin act and decide to help him out by sitting on his face and riding the fuck out of him. yeah
After countless weeks (weeks!) of chasing each other around, Heizouās cryptic riddles and your vague replies for him to unravel, he finally has you where he wants you! (Or do you have him right where you want him?)
Though, you need to give him credit where credit is due. Everything in the room has been set up to your liking and the thought of how much effort he put into this has your heart fluttering a bit.
āWell? Impressed?ā Thereās a cocky smirk on Heizouās face and you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. Youāre aware of the reputation heās amassed on the streets, rumours of how heās a casanova unlike no other, how he can charm anyone into his arms. Frankly, you couldnāt really see the supposed suave flirtatious persona in him. Like, are we talking about the same Heizou? The man who made you go on a wild goose chase through the town, only to reach a scenic lake and have the moment ruined by him falling into the water while heās excitedly waving to you from afar. (Though his shirt got soaked through and you got to see his cute nipplesā¦ Hmm, maybe the rumours have some truth to them after all.) But youāre not one to back down without a fight.
āIāll give you my answer in the morning so you better make tonight count, detective.ā Slowly shedding your clothes, you eye him with a brimming anticipation as he watches, his own eyes glued to your mesmerising figure.Ā
After you lay back on the bed, Heizou wastes no time in diving between your legs, trailing featherlight kisses up from your calf to your inner thighs. He slowly inches his way up towards your core before, all of a sudden, all his previous actions stop. You can feel his hands on you falter a bit as the bed shifts and dips as he sits back on his knees. Puzzled by the change in the mood, you sit up to check on Heizou but the sight you see is not one you were exactly expecting.Ā
His face is glowing with how red and blushy heās gotten, hidden behind his hands as he tries to hide the expression heās making. Clearing his throat and turning away from your gaze, he gulps audibly.
āJustā¦ just give me a second to c-compose myselfā¦ā An odd awkwardness filters through the air and you canāt help but quirk an eyebrow up at this (not so) unforeseen turn of events.
āWhy, is my little casanova scared? Where did your previous bravado go?ā Teasing him further, you crawl seductively towards him, taking full amusement in watching him squirm nervously, peeking at you through the gaps of his fingers.Ā
āIām notā¦ scaredā¦ what are you talking about? Ahahahaā¦ā His strained laughter trails off at the end and itās the last straw for you. Annoyance taking hold of you, you grab onto his shoulders and push him down so that heās lying on the bed, olive eyes wild and bewildered as they stare up at you. For the first time in a while, he has no idea what to expect and frankly, he didnāt think heād be so turned on by it.
Before he can register whatās happening, mind hazy with lust and desire, youāve planted yourself on his face. Tongue instinctively darting out, he tastes your slick and the mix of a whine and a groan escapes him. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through you, making you grind down on his face harder to chase your own climax.Ā
Heizouās pussy eating skills are honestly pitiful but he almost makes up for it through his sheer enthusiasm alone. Messy slurps and moans fill the room as he clumsily laps up at your folds, drenching his mouth and chin. Your thighs clamp down on either side of his head but he shows no signs of slowing down or even stopping for air.
āI-itās allā¦ hahhā¦ bark and no bite with- ah! -you isnāt it, Heizou?ā All you get in return is a pathetic whine as he shifts so his nose nudges up against your clit. And thatās what it takes for you to cum. You ride out your high, your pace slowing down while you try to catch your breath. As your gaze refocuses, you catch a glimpse of the damp patch growing at the crotch area of Heizouās pants and you laugh at his dazed drunken expression when you get off of him.Ā
Looks like you werenāt the only one who came.
āIām impressed with your performance for now, detective. But for higher accuracy, what say we go for a few more rounds?ā
Heās probably the one who brings it up after overhearing one of the many raunchy conversations between Captain Beidou and the Tianquan (someone please buy him noise-cancelling earplugs)
The more he thinks about it, the more the idea seems viable. Besides, if it doesnāt work out in the end, the two of you would have learnt more about your tastes and preferences!
But seriously, he needs to pick a better time to spring his suggestions on you. While dining at a food stall, he nonchalantly asks you, āWould you mind if Iā¦ went down on youā¦ the next time we make love?ā
You almost did a spit take at his words
Internally cursing Beidou (how dare she unknowingly corrupt your adorable Kazuha before you can!!), you swallow your beverage before replying
āIf itās what you want, Iām not opposed to it darlingā
The smile he flashes you is blinding and the moment wouldāve been more tender if it werenāt for the previous lascivious questionĀ
Sigh, still, how could you say no to such a cute lover
Heās another inexperienced one, years of drifting around and never really settling down with anyone means that heās physically exposed to a lot of things for the first time with you
But heās open minded, always open to trying out new experiences and kinks while making sure the both of you are comfortable
While he eats you out, he gets a little intoxicated by you, enjoying how you feel against his tongue, savouring every inch of you
Nothing else in the world matters right now expect pleasing you and making you cum on his face
Although youāre the one riding on him, somehow heās the louder one????
He lets out muffled breathy puffs and moans, whining and squirming under you as he licks and indulges in you, occasionally calling out your name interspersed with, āMore!ā or āI love you!ā
Feeling your orgasm building up, you gyrate your hips downwards to drive his tongue deeper in you
You cream on his face and he doesnāt hesitate to clean you up, not wasting a single drop (heās really such a dear!)
The next day, Beidou gives him a firm slap on his back, chuckling about how sheās āglad that heās getting some, but please keep it down, the other crewmates are trying to sleepā
Kazuha is understandably mortified and downright embarrassed at her words
He looks in your direction for some help but all you do is just laugh and think to yourself:
Granted, you were a little tipsy after a night out of drinking with Kaveh but you just had to bring it up to Wanderer as heās hauling your drunk ass back home
āHeyā¦ how aboutā¦ hic!... you eat me out next timeā¦? Hmm?ā
Heās so thankful that you passed out in his arms before you could see his face explode into a shade of crimson at your words
āSeriously, how are you so shameless?ā
When you wake up the next morning and go about your day, you canāt help but notice that your sweetheart has been staring at you nonstop (from across the room, sitting opposite you at the dining table, you name it)
However, whenever you try to ask him about it, he scoffs and hastily brushes you off, tilting his hat to avert your eyes while he rushes off (before inevitably coming back to continue staring at you š)
Sick and tired of his antics, you manage to corner him and interrogate (read: bully) an answer out of the man
After he spills the beans on how he's been fantasising about what you said last night, you turn your gaze downwards and true to his words, heās already drenched in his shorts
āTo think the high and mighty Wanderer would be so affected by a passing comment, how lewd!ā
Things progress quickly and the two of you find your way into the bedroom, lips locked in a heated kiss with hands roaming each otherās body
As you break from the kiss, he lays back and prepares for you to ride his face, resolve steeled even if heās never done this before
You hover over his face since youāre worried about potentially suffocating him but he clicks his tongue and straight up says, āAre you looking down on me? I obviously have no need for air unlike you mortals do. Sit. On. My. Face.ā
Hands grabbing your thighs, he plants you down on his face and goes to town
He eats you out with a feverish devotion, spurred on by the moans and praises that slip past your lips as if theyāre the most divine hymns heās ever heard
(If youāre his god, then heās more than happy to be your throne!)
His eyes roll back when you tug on his hair as you cum, the pain mixed with pleasure muddies his senses but it doesnāt stop him from slurping up your release
Shakily pulling yourself off of his face, you think you hear a whine from him, violet eyes teary and pupils blown wide
You push his legs apart and settle yourself in front of his wet cunt, your hot breath fans across his sensitive folds and he has to stop himself from rolling his hips down to meet your face
āYou were so good for me sweetheart, now let me return the favour yeah?ā
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āthis has been rotting in my google docs for a while but i finally finished it, thank god. i also got too into this omg, very self indulgent.
āsub!bottom!heizou/dom!top!reader, amab!reader (no gendered terms or pronouns) | yandere!reader/obsessive!reader, handcuffs on reader, blowjob (chara!receiving), dumbification, degradation, breeding, overstimulation, belly bulge
The incidents happened a month ago. A rise of crimes within Inazuma right after the Vision Hunt Decree was deemed no more. Of course, it would make sense for there to be riots as lots of lives were lost and ruined. And while that should be the most logical answer, the Detective certainly doesnāt think the same wayā¦
There was something strange about these cases, something that he just canāt put his finger on.Ā
His wall is plastered with different clues and yet none of them seemed to connect, except for the fact that they were always done on a Sunday.Ā
That would usually be his day off but because of these incidents, he has been staying far longer in his office than he should be. All he does is pace around his room, annoyed that this was happening.
The incidents were too far from each other. Arson, Robbery, Trespassing, Blackmailingā¦
He reads the letter again from the latest case. It is nothing to note off, just a few words of threat.Ā
Perhaps he should get the handwriting examined, see if it matches with anyone. Unfortunately, that would take too long. Who knows what would have happened by then?
He drops the letter, ready to move on to another piece of evidence when he feels something strange.
Heizou stares at his fingers. āWax?ā
A part of the letter is covered in waxy material. He smells to check, to see if it is wax.
The letter surprisingly smells of cherry.
āWhat?ā
Why would a letter threatening someone that theyāll kill them if they say anything smells of cherry?
He eyes it in confusion.
The detective leaves his room, wanting a second opinion from someone. Someone who can answer this for him, preferably.
He grabs the first person he sees, urging them to come with him. They immediately follow, already used to the detectiveās usual quirkiness. Heās the one who earns the station their meal tickets, so they donāt really find themselves complaining.
They are in awe at the state of his room. āDetective? Is something wrong?ā
He holds the letter up. āCan you smell this?ā
The worker stares at it before hesitantly taking the object. āItās sweet.āĀ
Heizou hums.Ā
āRight. Do you have any idea what that may be? It seems to be a wax of some sort, from a candle maybe?ā He deduces.
āPardon me, sir. But I donāt think itās from a candle.ā
āOh, is that so?ā He lets them continue.
They nod. āItās uh, an ointment. A new one. I think this brand is really popular.ā
An ointment? Does that mean that the perpetrator got injured from one of their crimes?
āWhatās the ointment for?ā
āItās aā¦beautification product. The ointment prevents dry lips, keeps them plump.ā
āHuh.ā Heizou says, stunned.
He did not expect that at all.
āIs that all detective? Shall I go now?ā
āYes, you may leave.ā
Thatā¦just brings more questions unanswered. Was this whole thing planned? Did they plan for him to notice this clue or was this just an accident? If it wasnāt, then why? Whatās the purpose of the letter being tainted with the ointment?Ā
This was turning out more annoying than it should be.
Another Sunday, another crime.
Heizou hasnāt left his office despite it being his day off, knowing that heāll be called once again if something happens.
He sits with his feet both up on the table, waiting.
Once the door slides open, he immediately stands up, wondering what heāll face today. Will it be a repeat of the previous crimes? New ones? Or perhaps, theyād finally gone out of their way to take someone elseās life.
āDetective. Is something wrong?āĀ
āNo? Iām quite fine.ā Heizou responds, confused by the accusation.
āYou were smiling, soā¦ā
The detective bites his cheek. He shouldnāt be enjoying this, and yetā¦
Itās been a while since heās been faced with such a challenge. He canāt wait to unravel this piece by piece.Ā
āPoison? Thatās a new one.ā Heizou checks the scene, seeing the mess that unfolded. There was dried blood on the floor, something that the victim coughed up.
Close.
They were just tipping over the line of possibly killing someone. If help wasnāt called, he probably would have died. Itās lucky that the victim is only suffering from a bruised throat.
Heād want to ask them questions but since that victim is in a comatose, he canāt exactly do that.
āWhereās that person who called for help?ā Heizou asks.
Heās brought to the residence next door. He reads the name outside and finds that he has never once crossed that name in his investigations. That kind of thing is rare. Almost everyone has some kind of dirt relating to them. So itās either that this person is as innocent as they come, orā¦
Once he knocks on the door, the person on the other side is quick to respond.
āYes?ā You answer.
āIām here to ask a few questions? You are aware of what happened, yes? Since youāre the one who called for us here.ā Heizou states.
He waits for an answer from you, only to receive none.
āAre you alright?ā He asks.
āIs there a need for this? I assure you I havenāt done anything.ā You say.
āJust making sure, we all do this with the people involved in these incidents.āĀ He explains.
āIf thatās the caseā¦you may take your time.ā You tell him, smiling at the detective and letting him inside your residence.
Heizou searches your place and he findsā¦nothing. Everything is clean. Not a trace of anything suspicious.
Whatās strange instead, is your behavior.
He notices how you watch every single move he makes, eyeing him up and down. Perhaps you were merely curious. Otherwise, he isnāt sure why youād do such a thing.
āIām not your suspect, am I?ā You ask.
Truthfully, you were far from it. You saved the victimās life unintentionally.
āWhat is it that you work again?ā Heizou knows but he asks anyway, seeing if youāll slip up.
āIām a writer. I write mostly romance novels, I assume you arenāt familiar with my name? After all, Iām sure the great Shikanoin Heizou has experience with romance in real life that he doesnāt need to turn to fiction, no?ā He irks his tongue, knowing that you were only complimenting him. However, that with the way you look at him seductively suggests another thing.
That you were flirting.
He takes the bait and bites back, smiling as he replies. āI havenāt heard. Would you mind giving an example of the things you write?ā
You chuckle softly. āA sample, you say? Oh, you know. Just your usual flirtatious lines.ā
āLike what?ā
āIām afraid theyāre a bit tooā¦provocative. I shouldnāt say such things when youāre working.ā You admit, though heās sure youāre only saying that to be polite.
āI can take it.ā Heizou says.
āCan you, pretty boy? Are you sure Iām not too much to handle? Ah, why donāt you use those tight handcuffs of yours? I might be unable to keep my hands off you if you keep talking like that.ā
The detective stills. He stares deep into your eyes, not expecting that. He stumbles a bit with his words, unsure of what to say. Heizou keeps his trembling fingers in his pockets, not wanting to seem as if heās that easy to fluster, though that doesnāt shy away from the slight reddening of his cheeks.
āThatāsā¦a good one.ā He simply states, keeping his eyes on your soft lips.
āIs it, Mr. Shikanoin?āĀ
Heās aware that youāre teasing him, he knows that itās all for fun. Yet, that doesnāt stop the fastened rate of his heart.
Next thing he knows, his own hands are moving and heās clasping the handcuffs around your wrists.
He drowns in the approval your eyes give him, letting him know that heās doing such a good job.
āOh? Have I done something wrong, Detective? Or is this also protocol?ā
He nods.
āYouāre under arrestā¦for stealing my heart.āĀ
You laugh at his statement. āYouāre so cheesy. Is this how you usually act with your suspects?ā
āIā¦Hold on.ā
He lets you go, continuing to search your house. There has to be something in here, itās too suspicious that thereās nothing. He canāt have himself distracted by you toying with him like this.
Then, he spots something inside the bedroom. He didnāt notice it at first, thinking it was a picture frame because of the way that the bedside table was covering its bottom half but now that he realizes it, heās sure that itās a door.
āMay I move this table?ā He asks.
Heizou sees you grin. A grin that sends shivers down his spine. Was he onto something after all?
āSure, the keyās inside the drawer.ā
He opens the drawer and takes the key. He then shakily opens the door right after he removes the obstacle that is your bedside table.
Heizou doesnāt like how eerily silent you get, how youāve bruised your bottom lip from biting too hard.
He almost hesitates to open the door, intimidated by what heāll see inside. His fingers hold the key tightly, he breathes deeply and looks back at you.
You raise an eyebrow at him, clearly amused. āScared?ā
āYes.ā He admits.
āYou shouldnāt. Iām the helpless one in handcuffs, not you.ā You reassure him.
While he knows youāre right, thereās still an uneasiness in his chest.
āI-I suppose.ā
Heizou turns the key, expecting a crime scene. He had his choices in his head. Maybe you kidnapped someone and put them in there. Or, a dead body rotting inside that you had no way to get rid of.
However, what he sees is something unexpected.
Thatās because Shikanoin Heizou sees himself.
Newspapers about him solving different crimes, arranged from when he just started to his most recent one. Pictures of him were taken discreetly, some of them even being done while he was sleeping in his office. Paintings of him, strands of his hair, and clothes that he thought went missing. It was a collection. Sort of a shrine even, but the center of it all is him.
He turns back as he hears you snickering and he has never been this glad to put someone in handcuffs in advance.
āW-What is this?ā He questions.
You stare at him, confused. A confused look on your face.
āMy love for you.ā
āLove.ā He restates.
You smile widely. Too wide that he sees your gums. Heizouās fight and flight senses were tingling but were left with one option when you close the door with your back.
He reassures himself that itās fine. He has a vision, youāre in handcuffs. If things were to go out of hand, heāll end up being the victor.
āI really wanted to kill that guy.ā You tell him.
āThat guy?ā
You nod, tightening your fist. āHe was insulting you. I wanted to rip his throat out, show him what he deserves for saying such things.ā
Heizou continues for you. āBut you didnāt.ā
Itās stupid. You know heās a detective and yet youāre telling him all of this, as if youāre certain that youāll come out of this without any repercussions.
āI didnāt! I knew youād hate me if I did.ā
It slowly starts to click in his head. You wanted to see him in public during his day off, thatās why you always orchestrated it at the start of every week. The letter with the beautification product, you were probably kissing it while you wrote it, knowing itāll land in his hands.Ā
As he thinks, the detective gets occupied and doesnāt notice that heās centimeters away from you.
āI like that.ā You say.
āHuh?ā
āYouāre smiling.ā You point out.
Heizou uncomfortably relishes that fact. This is the second time that heās been told that.
He hates the fact that this whole mystery has brought him such great entertainment. Heās been so focused on dealing with political problems within Inazuma that a mystery just like this brings him that thrill that heās longing for.
This is so much better than that.
He shouldnāt enjoy it, and yet here he is.
The little detective is caught off guard as your lips smash on his. He tastes the blood from your bruised lips, how you press your mouth, your tongue sliding inside. Heās dizzy, unable to figure out whether heās starting to choke because of how you tickle the back of his throat with your tongue or due to the lack of air.
He wants to escape, to take a breather. However, despite your hands being tied down, that doesnāt prevent you from putting pressure on his crotch to keep him still. Pleas escape from his mouth as you continue pressing down.
Heizouās not fighting back and it stresses him. Instead, he takes your tongue so obediently as if heās not the one who has the power to keep you locked up.
He pants as you separate from him, head buckling down and trying to focus on standing up. The fact that everything he sees is his face doesnāt help.
āOh, I love you. I want to keep you all for myself.ā Heizou sees the lovesick eyes that focus on him.
It amazes him how youāre able to handle him so easily.
You let your mouth do all the talking. Your tongue licks every sensitive part of his body, trailing saliva all over him.Ā
āHaaaāFuck~ā He feels his knees weaken.
āMake more of those sounds, Heizou. Let me hear you more. More, more, moreā¦āĀ
Your insanity is nothing to laugh at, and yet he follows exactly what you say.
He pulls at your hair, tugging at your scalp as feels the same tongue on his shaft. He cannot stand up for long, whimpering with each and slow agonizing lick. Heās aware that you want to hear him beg, to scream out how much he needs you to cum.
He bears being on the edgeā¦until he starts to get desperate.
āPleaseā¦!ā
āPlease, what?ā
Heās too drunk on the feeling of being edged that he can barely answer, only a stuttering mess as his cock rests in your mouth.Ā
āM-Moreā¦N-Need to cum!ā
His back meets the wall as he tries to stay on balance, holding onto your head. He keeps mewling, forgetting the reason why heās here in the first place.
āThatās right, baby. I wonāt let your dick forget, make you unable to cum without me.ā
He tilts his head back as he cums, sweet noises flooding your ears. His thighs shake and heās this close to hitting the floor hard if not for your assistance. He lays meekly on the floor, white drenching his legs.
āSweet detective, so fucked dumb. Here I thought you were a genius.ā
āH-Hard againāWant to cumā¦ā Heizou replies, showing off his ass while starting to get on all fours.
āYouāre fucking your stalker. Such a pervert, arenāt you? Donāt tell me youād let anyone get with you?āĀ
Heizou whines as you say that. Thatās not true at all, you just donāt understand. He wishes he could explain, but with the way he is right now, he doubts if thatāll be possible.
The noise that leaves Heizouās mouth as you stretch his hole out and penetrate him is embarrassing. He sounds like an animal in heat like this is what heās made for, to mate with your dick inside of him.
He quivers as he feels your hand on his back, pushing him down but in doing so, keeping his ass up as he pushes on his own deeper into you.
He breathes in between moans, your cock screwing into his walls while his cum spills easily on the floor.
āS-So goodāC-Canāt think!ā
āThatās right, squeeze your walls onto my cock. Remember my shape. Youāll be taking no one elseās but mine, my love.ā
He thinks that youāre so vulgar with your words, your tone encourages Heizou into another orgasm.
He cries and shivers while he gets hit with it, his walls clenching tight.
Heizouās body is so sensitive at this point, his body being as limp as it can be.
He flinches as you empty into him, your warmth dripping to his thighs since his tiny hole canāt take all of it.
He watches it in shame, wanting all of it, wanting every single drip to be contained inside of him. The look he gives is so seductive, it would put kitsunes to shame.
You thought of ending it but with that face he made, you reconsider this decision and flip him, having his face in front of you this time.
The detective doesnāt know what heās just gotten himself into.
Heizou sees his own cum pool onto the ground, the tears blur his eyes, he canāt stop crying at how you pound so roughly into him.
Heās lost track of the time of how long heās stayed in this god-forsaken room. The logical part of his brain should tell you to stop, if this keeps going on, heāll for sure be unable to even walk himself to the bathroom. Unfortunately, his mouth says the complete opposite, blabbering and even encouraging you to keep going.
āHmpfā! CockāToo good!ā
His nails grip the tatami as he cums again. He doesnāt know how heās still able to go on when his clothes are soaked to the brim.
He hears you laugh again. āHow about a change in profession? I heard the brothelās hiring, detective.ā
He understands youāre teasing. You would absolutely not let that happen, you would kill whoever lays their hands on Heizou.
For such a person with a small stature, he has quite the stamina and skill. He sheathes you in so easily, though of course, with the necessary moaning and gasping of your name. Not only that, he perfectly warms your cock like heās been doing this for years.
āShit. With how much cum youāre taking, I wouldnāt be surprised if you turn up pregnant.ā You say, spreading his ass to see his beautiful hole leaking cum.
āPleaseā¦ā He cries out.
āHm?ā
āPlease doā¦ā
It doesnāt take much to rile you up. Itās also very obvious that anything Heizou says, you will follow.
You slam hard into Heizou, each thrust has it that the detectiveās insides are being flipped, his guts being adjusted just so he could take more and more of you.
He can see your cockās shape in his belly, his thin figure doing nothing to hide it. Itās starting to round up due to his belly thatās filled with your cum. You keep fucking him hard, until your load spills inside his walls.
When Heizou wakes up, he realizes that he canāt move an inch. Heās clean, his clothes are changed and he smells good.Ā
Heās in your bedroom. He concludes this because he sees a glimpse of your strange room filled with things of his. With the amount of time heās spent in there, he gets light-headed even from just thinking about it.
The doorknob turns and he sees you come in, a bowl of warm noodles in your hands.
He blinks.
Youāre not wearing the handcuffs.Ā
He wonders how you got out and where you put them instead.
