— ۶ৎ Morning with you | Tighnari, Kazuha, Albedo, Xiao x reader.
۶ৎ Category(?): Established relationship, fluff, a bit nsfw and also one of them is a bit angst.
۶ৎ Warning(?): Subtle mention of sex/intimacy so it may be +18. If you feel uncomfortable reading this, please skip this one.
૮꒰ 𓈒. ݂ .𓈒ྀི ꒱ა ┊おはよう(✯ᴗ✯). I finally made one with the 4 cuties, I don't have a lot to say this time, I only hope you like it. Enjoy! ✦
✧. ┊ POV:
“You just spent the night with them, slept in the same bed, shared the same sheets... Kisses lingering longer than usual, hands desperately touching each other, leading to an unexpected but deeply desired intimacy... What would the next morning with them be like?”
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۶ৎ Tighnari will be the first one to wake up, for sure. His pretty fluffy tail will be curled around your thigh, and the memories of the previous night will hit him like a fungus on one of those dumb adventurers.
۶ৎ You’ll be sleeping so comfortably while he’s turning red as hell, his soft, long ears flicking uncontrollably at the memories of you beneath him—kisses and light touches turning into something more desperate, yet still delicate... until your voice whispers his name like pray.
۶ৎ He’ll stay right next to you, an arm wrapped under your waist, holding you close. And if it’s raining outside? Good luck getting out of bed, girl—he’ll want to stay just there.
۶ৎ “Morning...” you’d whisper, barely awake, feeling his breath against the nape of your neck and shoulder. “You okay…?” you’d ask, moving a bit. He’ll look at you with those bi-colored eyes, his long ears pinned back. “Perfectly fine,” the liar, blushing. “I should be the one asking that.”
۶ৎ If you say you’re fine, he’ll make you stay in bed, get dressed, and then look for breakfast for both of you. Oh, but don’t you dare move out of bed, because he’ll just make you come right back inside. “Would it just kill you to stay still for once?” he’d ask, leaving the tray of food on his desk and scolding you back to bed.
۶ৎ Honestly, he just wants to take care of you. You smell so much like... like him, but also like yourself, and that mix drives his senses wild. And if you wear one of his oversized T-shirts? Girl, you’ll see how he stares at you like he wants to eat you all over again.
۶ৎ A light blush colors his cheeks, his tail flicking unconsciously. If you’re in bed and stir, his T-shirt might ride up a bit, and his eyes will fix on your thighs. “You’re being…” he sighs, “more distracting than usual.”
۶ৎ You’ll drink warm tea and instantly feel like the soreness from yesterday’s... workout fades away. Oh, and did I mention he’ll stare at you until you finish breakfast? No? Well, you better believe it.
۶ৎ If you want to stay in bed, he’ll stay with you, ask for cuddles, and say, “Alright, needy gremlin, I’m not going anywhere.” And if you kick his shoulder playfully, “Ouch, that hurts!”—but it didn’t, and you both know it. He wouldn’t admit it, but he’d have that relaxed, happy smile.
۶ৎ Of course he will, you—the object of all his deep, not-so-sane desires and his girlfriend—just let him shower you with the soft but intense attention only he can give.
︵ .︵ . ︵﹒︵୨ ꒰ Tighnari ꒱ ୧︵ . ︵﹒︵ . ︵
“Who are you calling gremlin?” you asked, pretending to be offended as you turned your back to him. “Says the one whose tail kidnapped my thigh the whole night.”
“That was involuntary,” Tighnari replied, and you felt the soft fur of his tail brushing against your lower back with a subtle flick. “Why are you so far? You’re going to fall.” And just like that, he pulled you closer, one arm wrapping around your waist.
“What a cute and discreet way of saying you want me close,” you said, sarcastic and teasing as usual, now facing him.
“Alright, I want you close,” Tighnari admitted, catching you off guard. You blushed. He looked a bit flustered too.
“You can be pretty cute when you’re honest, you know,” you said, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
“I know other situations where you can be pretty cute too…” he murmured, more to himself than to you.
“Tighnari!” You covered your face with your hands, suddenly way too aware of everything that happened the night before.
He just smiled and hugged you. You knew he was definitely going to tease you about it.
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۶ৎ Kazuha won’t let you go anywhere. It doesn’t matter who wakes up first—he’ll be so adorably clingy. If he’s the first one up, he’ll quietly watch you sleep, brushing a few strands of hair from your face and looking at you like you’re the most precious thing ever created.
۶ৎ He’ll gently kiss your shoulder and let you hug him in your sleep, one of his hands softly running along your back.
۶ৎ “Mornings with you feel like a dream come true,” he’d whisper into your ear once he knows you’re awake. And if you blush and peek at him with one eye? Oh girl, he’s melting.
۶ৎ Get ready for a full round of kisses, cuddles, and soft poetry—about how much he loves you, how perfect you are, how lucky he feels to have you… and how much he adores being like this with you.
۶ৎ Kazuha might ask if you want to go have breakfast with the other members of the Crux, but if you tell him you’re not hungry and just want to stay in his arms? “Alright, who am I to say no to my muse’s wishes?” he’ll say, wrapping you in his embrace—and just like that, the two of you will fall asleep again.
۶ৎ You two are unbearably cute. You’ll be affectionately running your fingers through his silver hair, and he’ll take your hand to kiss each of your fingertips. Stop, it's too much.
۶ৎ You may kiss each other… for a bit too long, and his soft, delicate kisses will slowly trail down—from your sweet lips to your jawline, then your neck, your collarbone… and just like that, you’ll end up tangled in each other all over again.
︵ .︵ . ︵﹒︵୨ ꒰ Kazuha ꒱ ୧︵ . ︵﹒︵ . ︵
“Are you… okay?” you asked shyly, still breathing heavily after the intensity of the moment. Your cheeks were painted a deep red, a faint silver sheen glistening on your forehead.
“I couldn’t feel better,” Kazuha replied, still hovering above you. His beautiful carmine eyes were locked onto yours, filled with that unmistakable look of love.
“Y-You’re looking at me like that again…” you whispered, completely flustered.
“Am I?” he asked with a faint smile, placing a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose. “Then I apologize… but I can’t help it,” he added, his voice as soft and intoxicating as ever.
He pressed his forehead against yours, his words brushing against your lips.
“This moment, with you… I don’t think I could ever write enough haikus to capture how perfect you are. How complete it feels to be like this with you.”
Then came that look again—tender, adoring—making your face burn red like a tomato.
He smiled, and your heart melted.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too, Kazuha.”
You couldn’t have felt happier.
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۶ৎ Albedo wakes up early—like, really early. This man has an entire routine mapped out in his head... but then there's you, peacefully sleeping in his bed, your bare body pressed softly against his.
۶ৎ He forgets about the routine—well, consciously, not literally. He just lies there, watching you sleep, a gentle smirk on his lips, icy-blue eyes fixed on your calm, adorable face. He reaches out to tuck a few strands of hair behind your ear with the utmost care.
۶ৎ He's a curious man, but he's also in love with you. So, after memorizing every detail of your sleepy expression like a sketch etched into his mind, he carefully slips out of bed, gets dressed, and goes to prepare breakfast and something warm for you to drink.
۶ৎ If you wake up and don’t find him beside you, you might worry for a moment—until he walks back in, wearing a white shirt and relaxed pants. Your heart melts instantly... and his slightly messy hair, tied low in a loose ponytail? Absolutely adorable.
۶ৎ “Good morning,” he’d say as he approached. Albedo would sit at the corner of the bed beside you while you hid your flustered face under the white bedsheets. “Are you feeling any soreness?”
۶ৎ And yes, of course he’d ask such a question with his usual calm and composed tone... which only made your cheeks burn even more. “I’m fine…” you’d murmur, stealing a shy glance at him.
۶ৎ Albedo, ever the observant one, would instantly notice your embarrassment. With his usual quiet empathy, he’d ask if you’d prefer some space… But if you whispered that all you wanted were cuddles?
۶ৎ He wouldn’t hesitate. In an instant, he’d slip back under the bedsheets with you, letting you rest your head on his chest as his fingers traced gentle, lazy circles across your shoulders.
۶ৎ He would lean down to kiss you softly, just to observe that "fascinating" expression of yours—as if you were melting right in his arms. And if you pressed a small kiss to the star mark on his neck? Oh… the slight pink flush in his ears would betray him.
۶ৎ After a while, he’d help you get dressed—and by “get dressed,” he’d offer one of his white shirts that just barely reached your thighs. Once you were dressed, he’d take your hand in his and lead you to the kitchen for breakfast.
۶ৎ Albedo wouldn’t say it aloud, but he loved seeing you in his clothes. There was something deeply intimate about it—like a quiet declaration only he got to witness.
۶ৎ He couldn't help but steal glances, especially when you shifted and the shirt rode up just a little... Ahem. Fascinating, indeed.
︵ .︵ . ︵﹒︵୨ ꒰ Albedo ꒱ ୧︵ . ︵﹒︵ . ︵
"I'm fine, just tired..." you admitted, letting yourself fall back into his bed. The soft linens welcomed your body, and a smile tugged at your lips as you closed your eyes. "Smells like you..." you murmured, half-conscious of what you'd said.
"And also like you," Albedo added, voice calm as ever.
Your cheeks burned. "That was unnecessary."
"Still, it’s something you can’t deny." He joined you, the mattress dipping gently under his weight. You opened one eye, only to be met with his sky-blue gaze and that faint, peaceful smile gracing his lips.
"What?" you asked, startled by his stare.
"Nothing," he said softly. "It’s just that... seeing you this relaxed is rather enjoyable." His fingers reached out and tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. You looked away quickly, too flustered to respond.
That small movement, however, exposed the curve of your collarbone—his gaze lingered. Then, gently, his fingers touched the spot.
"W-what?" you blinked and looked back at him.
"I think... I may have marked you," he murmured with that same composed tone, now gazing at the faint bloom on your skin—not too high, not too low... placed just right to stay hidden under your clothes.
"Eh?..." you managed, completely flustered, before quickly turning your back to him. "W-when...?"
"It may have happened in the heat of the moment..." he began, but you shot him a glare and buried your face in the curve of his neck.
"S-stop!"
A small smile curved his lips as his hand rested softly on your back. "I like it," he whispered near your ear. "Is it alright if I do it again... another time?"
"Albedo!" you yelped, mortified—but your heart was undeniably fluttering.
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۶ৎ Yeah, mhm… he’s internally losing it.
۶ৎ Xiao had been so terrified that his karma might’ve harmed you—that it clung to your soul somehow—that the first thing you saw upon opening your eyes were his golden irises staring down at you, wide with worry, his expression uncharacteristically vulnerable.
۶ৎ “X-Xiao…?” you breathed out, confused and a little panicked, sitting up too fast. “Is everything okay?”
۶ৎ He didn't answer right away. His eyes scanned your form, almost analytically, searching for any trace of damage—any mark, tremble, anything out of place. Only when he found nothing did he give the faintest of nods, though the tension didn’t leave his shoulders.
۶ৎ “Are you… alright?” he asked softly, now sitting on the edge of the bed. His voice barely rose above a whisper.
۶ৎ He wanted to touch you—hold you, make sure you were truly there—but he didn’t dare. Not after last night. Not after he had crossed that line. What if he tainted you? What if you absorbed his karmic burden and didn’t even know yet?
۶ৎ Then he felt it—your hand, so warm, so soft, cupping his cheek. His breath caught. Golden eyes snapped to yours, struck silent by the touch. It disarmed him completely.
۶ৎ “I’m completely fine…” you whispered, your thumb gently brushing over his cheekbone.
۶ৎ Xiao said nothing. He couldn’t. His heart ached with too many things—fear, longing, guilt, love. You knew it too. He wasn’t distant because he didn’t care. He was distant because he cared too much.
۶ৎ So, like coaxing a frightened cat, you gently ran your fingers through his dark deep green, silky hair. He flinched slightly at first, then… melted into it, eyes fluttering shut for just a second.
۶ৎ “Would you… stay a little longer?” you asked gently, patting the space beside you.
۶ৎ He looked at it. Hesitated. Then, slowly, like every movement cost him a piece of himself, he lay down—still keeping a bit of space between you.
۶ৎ It hurt. The gap between you was small but full of unspoken pain. And yet... he hadn’t vanished. He was there when you woke up. And for now, that was enough.
︵ .︵ . ︵﹒︵୨ ꒰ Xiao ꒱ ୧︵ . ︵﹒︵ . ︵
“I’ll go ahead and get some breakfast,” you said softly, a faint smile on your lips that didn’t quite reach your eyes. “Do you want me to bring you some almond tofu?” You sat at the edge of the bed, slipping your fingers around the fabric of your dress lying on the floor.
There was silence.
You didn’t even have to look to know—he was watching you. You could feel the weight of his gaze, those beautiful golden eyes tracing your form. You tried to steady your breath, to not show how much this distance, this hesitation, was pulling at your heart.
But then— You felt it.
An arm slid gently, but firmly, around your waist. Before you could react, he pulled you back into the bed, back into him. You gasped softly at the sudden movement, but the moment you felt his warmth pressed against you, all your confusion melted into stillness.
Xiao rested his head on your chest, bare skin meeting bare skin. His breath was warm against you, his body rigid at first… and then slowly, slowly, relaxing. His hand stayed at your waist like he was grounding himself, like your heartbeat was the only thing keeping the world from falling apart.
“Stay…” he whispered, his voice almost lost in the quiet morning air.
Your heart fluttered.
Your cheeks flushed a deep pink, your arms moved without hesitation, one wrapping around him and the other threading into that silken dark-green hair. You held him close, your smile blooming with quiet joy, the kind that comes from knowing he chose you, not just for a moment, but for a little longer.
“All you want, Xiao,”
And in that moment, the karmic weight faded, just a little.
watersports (n): Overcoming the social rules against bodily function creates a high-intensity psychological rush. A dominant may force their submissive to relieve themself in a show of control for the purpose of humiliation or worship.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.09 — Tighnari
aphrodisiac (n): A natural substance that triggers chemical reactions in the brain that increase desire, stamina, and pleasure. Animal hybrids are particularly sensitive to aphrodisiacs which may awaken their primitive instincts.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.16 — Kinich
findom (n): In financial domination, a submissive receives pleasure from giving money, gifts, or financial control to a dominant. The power exchange focuses on trust, control, and sometimes degradation.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.23 — Lohen
predator/prey (n): Partners act out instinctive, animalistic roles of the hunter and the hunted. The predator uses their raw physical energy to stalk, chase, and trap their prey, who attempts to flee or resist.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.29 — Kazuha
mommy (n): One partner acts as a nurturing, maternal figure. It contrasts with traditional dominance by emphasizing emotional warmth, praise, and vulnerability.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.30 — Wanderer
Feminization (n): A practice where a male adopts a feminine role, style, or cross-dressing behavior. However, it is worth noting that femininity does not equate to submissiveness.
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.⋆ִ𖤐 10.31 — Xiao
Somnophilia (n): The interest in a partner who is sleeping or unconscious. Its appeal generally centers on extreme vulnerability, intense power dynamics, and the psychological thrill of violation.
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warnings: NOT sfw! voyeurism, masturbation, tighnari being a pervert. if you don't like tighnari, maybe don't read this bc the premise becomes a lot weirder lol
reader should be gender neutral, i tried to keep descriptions vague. if you feel anything is too defining, shoot me an ask and i can see about updating the story or the tags!
Tighnari doesn't know when it started really.
He'd go out on one final patrol right before bed. Nothing strenuous of course, just sweeping the perimeter of Gandharva Ville. It helped him sleep knowing there were no more pressing matters to tackle for the day, and that everyone was home safe for the night.
One night while out on his usual patrol, he happened to catch a few odd noises drifting from the rear window of your hut while he passed by. His steps slowed almost subconsciously, eyebrows furrowed. It took his brain a few beats to process what was happening.
The first time this occurred, he turned and left almost immediately with his cheeks burning. He was a moral guy—he knew better than to invade your privacy! And he couldn’t help his preternatural hearing. His genetics had blessed—or cursed—him with the hearing of a fox. He could hear far beyond normal human range, from the faintest rustling of leaves down to the tiniest of peeps.
This helped him tremendously when he was tracking small game through the thick brush of the Avidya Forest.
…it did not help him, however, when all he could focus on were the muffled gasps and strained noises floating out from your window.
For both of your sakes, he’d act like nothing happened afterward. This was the kind of thing you assume might be happening in someone’s private life anyway. The… confirmation didn’t have to change anything! After all, it also wasn’t your fault he had preternatural hearing.
Now, you’re not the first person to get up to… ahem frisky business within Tighnari’s range of hearing. His days at the Akademiya saw no shortage of tuning exactly that kind of nonsense out.
But he couldn’t help it if he was also specially tuned in to everything you did. It’s only because when you stayed in Gandharva Ville, you became the Forest Watchers’ responsibility—and by proxy his responsibility should anything go wrong. That’s how he justifies it to himself anyway…
(It doesn't have anything to do with the feelings he's denied harboring for months.)
He doesn't change his routine on account of this new development. He can't just… stop his patrol. It's a vital part of his job, regardless of whatever distractions you inadvertently throw his way. (He also definitely hasn’t been skewing his path closer each night after he first heard you…)
He slows down, just close enough for the glow from your window to shine off the dead leaves at his feet. He can’t see anything—no, that would be taking it too far—but his ears twitch, drinking in the stolen noises that should be lost to the wind and the privacy of your bedroom.
To your face, he acts the same as ever—maybe a little shorter, a sign of his guilt, but Tighnari’s always been sassy so you might not think anything of it. Still, like clockwork, he finds himself making up excuses to linger in the patch of forest behind your hut, just within range to catch if you decide to indulge yourself. His heart pounds in his chest, a mix of carnal excitement and fear of being caught, ears twitching at even the slightest sound that resembles your voice.
When this started, he’d do nothing but listen—anything more would be creepy and immoral, he reasoned with himself. He’d linger nearby, shrouded in the dark of the forest foliage, cock throbbing at each shaky inhale you took. He imagined it—the way you looked with your lips parted and your eyes screwed shut as you worked yourself toward your high. His favorite part was, obviously, when you would finish. He could always tell—the sharp intake of air, the brief moment of suspension right before the crash.
He doesn’t know when it changed. It must’ve started with a small touch, just something to stifle the ache from being hard for too long. Then, he let his palm work slow, almost hesitant, circles, unable to resist the urge to enjoy this moment with you, all the while chiding himself internally.
This isn't right, Tighnari. He'd tell himself, I should leave and stop coming back.
Until one night, he finally caved. Maybe you were especially vocal, or maybe your movements especially audible. The lewd sounds painted a definitive picture for him. His hand slipped under his waistband, the rough bark of the tree he was leaning against scratching his skin the only thing grounding him to the present. Every noise he caught made his cock jump, his hand working in time with your thwap thwap thwap
He hasn’t been this hard since he learned how to manage his mating season urges.
He’d edge himself until you were ready to cum. If you kept going after one orgasm, he’d keep going with you—even when tears dotted his lower lashes and his thighs started to tremble. He’d learnt to carry an extra cloth with him because, try as he might to aim it elsewhere, he’d always manage to get cum on his shirt or his hands in the heat of finishing at the same time as you.
Sometimes, he would be too down terrible to even care. He’d make a mess all over himself and wouldn’t think two ways about it… until he was stressing about running into someone on the walk back to his own hut afterward, that is.
It got to the point that, when he’d spend time with you outside of that context, his cock would instantly get half-hard at any unsuspecting noise you made. He could hardly even look you in the eye. He wasn’t proud of it. He couldn’t even bring himself to admit it to Cyno. Surely that man, as an arbiter of justice, would be disgusted by Tighnari’s actions, even if they were best friends. He kept it to himself, sneaking around in the darkness like some… scoundrel.
That was until recently. He was there, like he was reliably most nights—back pressed to the tree, head tilted back, mouth ajar in a silent gasp. The fabric of his pants were shoved haphazardly down his hips, just enough to free his cock. His hand worked himself furiously. One ear was pinned back, the other perked in your direction. You were getting closer—after all these nights, he could tell. His thumb brushed his flushed tip, as he teetered on the edge of his high, waiting for you. He imagined it was him working your body like he was as familiar with it as you were. Imagined it was his hands, his mouth, his tongue.
That’s when he heard it. It was soft, almost swallowed by the breeze, but unmistakable once Tighnari caught it.
“Tighnari…”
For one illogical second, his heart dropped. He thought maybe you knew he was there. He risked a glance at your window, hand still wrapped around his cock, chest heaving. You weren’t there. No, there’s no way you know he’s here. Then why…?
Then, as if the Archons themself answered Tighnari’s prayers, it happened again. His name fell from your lips, pitch lilting as you approached your high. Wait… that could only mean… were you picturing him too??
It didn’t take long for his body to catch up once his brain had puzzled together what was happening. There was a single suspended second where his whole body tensed before his orgasm crashed over him so hard it knocked the wind from his lungs. He gripped the nearest branch for support, his knees buckling as ropes of cum painted his knuckles, his shirt, even a few nearby leaves white.
The weeks of shame and guilt eased from his shoulders—not completely, he still didn’t think what he was doing was right, but enough for the idea of making this fantasy a reality to take root.
He looked down at his shirt, chest still heaving as he caught his breath. Well, it’s a good thing he travels with a spare shirt now.
The Amurta Sage sends you on a forced vacation to Ghandhara Ville because your research was very impressive, but you know the main reason why. He wants you to get along with his best student ever, Tighnari, your rival. What happens when you eat an aphrodisiac mushroom—for research purposes!—and he's in rut?
《Pairing: Tighnari x Reader 》
《Word count: 3k 》
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You and Tighnari were never close.
Not emotionally, never. I mean, why would you be close with your rival? The man who randomly decided one morning that he was going to counter your thesis, leading to a month of back-and-forth arguments of better research.
It got to a point where the Amurta Sage, Naphis, had to get involved. He reassured that your research was subpar and that Tighnari further instigating you was to unbridle this potential.
Months of your life was spent on this bickering only for the grand sage himself telling you it was a ploy???
Of course you'd be mad! You made yourself out to be this passionate fool—although a very smart one at that—going after the Sage's best student!
So, that's how you're in this situation. Sent on a one week vacation to Ghandhara Ville. Make peace with yourself and the Chief Officer Ranger.
The first day you got there you were stuck in your room all day, dragged out by Collei to go patrol nearby areas.
"Hey! Collei! Let's go this way, there's a type of plant I want to see." You begin walking towards your chosen direction. Glancing back at the hesitent Colliflower.
"Uh, well Master Tighnari said that that's not a part of the patrol area. And he has been inna sour mood lately...best not to anger him." You smile at the nervous girl. She's right, best not to get on his bad side.
So you walk back with her. Getting along with the Rangers wasn't hard. By night fall, when they all went to sleep you snuck out.
Yeah, sure Collei shouldn't get on his bad side, but you've kinda been marinating there for quite sometime. Not that it would matter.
The Chief Ranger is often hounded by paperwork and ill patients. A very busy man.
As you make your way towards Lokapala Jungle, you ponder like the smart person you are. It is the heat of spring, when the nights are cool, and the flowers bloom with vigor. So, why is Mister Tighnari in a sour mood?
From what Collei had told you, he's been like this since the start of your arrival. But, given how level headed he is most of the time, being bitter towards a rival isn't his thing. The Chief Ranger you knew had an air of class and understanding to him. It is the first week of spring, late in the evening your stomach grumbles.
During your late night walk, the leaves rustle lots and branches snap, you stumble upon your joy. A mushroom. The unfamilliar one you've been researching that only sprouts up near ley lines.
What better way is there to test its abilities?
You pluck one up and bite into it.
Just as your relishing the mushroom's delicious aftertaste, your body starts feeling a little too hot. An green arrow shoots and pins the mushroom far from your hand. A few cm off course and it would've been you who's pinned to the tree like a dart.
"You ate the mushroom, didn't you." He heaves a heavy sigh, maintaining his distance.
"Why so out of breath? Usually, you'd be in my neck, telling me all my faults." You retort. The last thing you wanted was this man coming to scold you about your research methods...but maybe he is right. Your body feels warm, as if you just drank a cup of piping hot tea, and the liquid slides down your throat, igniting your body in small sparks of tingles.
Your breath is also bated. "You seem ill." He states. Voice slightly shivering. There's not a breeze, why's this fucker cold??
"Yeah, well I feel a little hot. That's it." You get up and walk towards him. He walks away from you. Strange. Usually, he'd wait for you and walk side by side. Arguing, bickering or just simply walking, doesn't matter he'd always wait like a gentleman. "What's up with you?" You inquire, running to catch up. Using your signature attack, you jump him. He dodges.
You stand before him, your eyes demand answers. But he looks weird. Not a word of sass? Not even a glance of distaste? Tighnari's holding his head in his left hand, breathing heavy. As if he's inhaling the final after-smell? Of a delicious meal, savouring every last air particle of it.
Now, your playfulness turns to concern. You approach him gently, an hand on his right arm as you try to get a better look at his face. "Mister, what’s wrong?"
Even though you two were rivals there was a certain something in your dynamic that even the sage enjoyed watching. Even though Tighnari's the amurta sage's best student. It's become pretty common knowledge that you're his new best student. And what better way to live then to put your best student of the past up with your current up and coming genius?
After a while, he glances up at you. "I'm in rut."
You stand still. Hand burning his skin, but he doesn't mind. Mouth agape, and slightly parched you look at him again and he nods.
"That mushroom increased your scent output, making it harder for me to uhm—for a lack of better wording—control myself." He grunts, standing straight now. His ears slightly twitch when you let out a loud breath.
Now, the dots are connecting. "So you've been in a sour mood because you can't get off?"
He rolls his eyes at your phrasing. They seem sharper than usually. Clouded by a deeper desire. A beast to poke. How fun.
"Hmm~?" You lean in closer. Tilting your head, showing off your neck.
He sighs, crossing his arms. Standing straighter than you. "Yes. You caught me. What are you going to do about it?" He cocks his head to the side.
Stunned, you take a step back and let go of him. Unsure, you repeat his words. To process them better. "What am I going to do about it?" Eyes blown wide by shock. He reaches after you, interlocking hands he pulls you into him. Curling an arm around your waist. You push back on his shoulders.
"Unless, I misunderstood your advances?" He trails off, playing with your hair. His eyes fixed on your neck. The soft flesh that wraps your organs. He wants a bite.
You giggle. Out of excitement and nerves. "How about a game?"
He hums, eyes finding yours now. "Yes, that is your style. What is it?" His words are gentle with an edge of interest.
"A game of tag." The second those words leave your plush lips, his ears perk up. He likes it. "I have to get back before you catch me." You pinch his cheek, smiling. Acting as if this is just an innocent game of tag.
But Tighnari is a smart man. A careful scholar. Worst of all he knows you. "What's the catch?"
"If I win, you'll do as I say." Your cheeky grin sends a shiver down his spine. You're up to no good. He loves it. "And, if you win," You roll your eyes at the slim, foolish possibility that he could beat you. One of the most fittest men you've met. Please, you know better than anyone he could out run you in your sleep. Regardless. "I guess I'll do as you say. To make it fair."
"I see..." He ponders for a bit, averting his eyes. Then he smirks. Its the middle of the night. He doesn't want to cause a stir in the village. However, there would be no harm in a little game. He hasn't had fun inna while... "Very well then." He lets go of you.
His voice has a deeper edge to it. Weirdly, his calm and kind Chief Ranger attitude melts away. His eyes show a carnal desire dancing at the tip of his tongue. "If you want a chase... I'll give you a head start..." His words hit the pit of your stomach. Fanning the flames of this fire. You take small steps back.
He grins. "Run."
You bolt. Down the path and through shrubs. The countdown of his voice fades away as you slide down hillsides and run along the river. Avoiding the wildlife as you go. Chest heaving. The leaves rattle. Raising your guard, you run the other direction. He could be right behind you. Slowing down, you walk. Trying to catch your breath. The branches snap nearby forcing you to ditch that plan.
Blood rushes through you. You never thought this odd fantasy would come true. Yes, you did like your senior, why wouldn't you? The day he started meddling in your research, finding faults and stuff, you were over the moon. Bothering Layla all day! Even Miss Faruzan overheard and got involved, yapping about "The flavours of young love are delicious." And that back in her day, shit like this would've been shamed. Yeah, well, young love except you're crushing on someone almost twice your age. Almost. But that doesn't matter.
Not right now at least.
The grass tickles your legs as you run. The window of the nearest house is lit. You can see Ghandhara Ville. However, the sound of nearing footsteps only arouse you further. The breeze cooling your sweat, the heat that latched onto your skin. Your legs can't take it anymore.
You slow down, for a bit. Walking along the river. You're so close!
But you can hear him from behind. Your body wont move. This hell has you excited. Gathering the last bit of your energy, you make a run for it.
Victory is right there.
But the next thing you feel is the ground embracing you as your feet are caught. They won't move. They can't.
"I caught you." He laughs. You glance down at his net which cover your legs. He hoists you up onto his shoulder and takes you into a nearby cave. You moan at the restraints, trying to worm your way out of them.
This cave is beautiful, with a little forest of its own.
He carefully places you onto the ground and unties you.
"Now that I've won." You interrupt him with a whine. To which he only laughs, cupping your cheeks. To silence you. "As I was saying, I want you to strip."
You blink up at him. "What? We're gonna do it here?" Not ideal, but you don't mind.
"No. So you consent to me chasing your bare body? The minute I catch you, I'll ravish you. My self-restraint is barely holding on. However, if you do not—" He talks too much. You cut him off with a kiss. Guiding his hands down your body. He gets the message. Helps you undress, and by the time he's recovered from that passionate kiss, the only thing remaining before him are your clothes in a pile.
He pouts, squatting down, fingers lifting each fabric to his nose for an intoxicating whiff. Whispering like a wounded dog. "She didn't leave her undergarments."
A futile game. You both know he can easily track you by your scent. Especially since you're naked. But your body's tired. It needs a rest. Still, you jog. Haze clouds your mind. Your stomach hurts. Knees buckling from the way your cunt's leaking on the forest floor. Covering the flora beneath. Your underwear's soaked. Thoroughly.
Tighnari can easily spot you. He found you in a heartbeat. But what's the fun in that? Taking your prey immediately? He finds pleasure in stalking. How else did he find your research among the many students? Found it so compelling that he simply couldn't resist. He'd stalked you in the city, in Daena's house. He'd rarely be away from Ghandhara Ville in the day. But at night? None know what happens in the dark. He's asked around about you, not just your research or studies. But you. He's wanted this for so long, and now he has you.
In his grasp, in his sight.
Startling you with snapping twigs and rustling leaves. Oh, how he's missed the chase, the game.
Your body's so close to collapsing, resting an arm against a tree, you stand to gather yourself. As one expected, his scent enveloped your senses before he even caged you. Back against the tree, the man before you was heavy breathing, his mouth lingers a bit before your neck. Licking and kissing your lips as his fingers get busy.
Tighnari laughs into the kiss. "Archons, you're dripping through your underwear." Bringing his fingers up, he licks them. Eyes never leaving yours, relishing the way you watch his tongue.
He holds you, gently. Fingers pull your underwear down till your thighs, his nails find comfort there. Soon moving up to play with your folds. He kisses you till your lips are bruised and when he pops away from the kiss, giving you space to complain. He rips a moan out of your throat from shoving his finger in all the way. Your precum covers his knuckles. He slides another one in soon after.
Trying to keep quiet the best you can. Placing a hand over your mouth, but he fucking bit your arm in retaliation. "This area's completely closed off, no one else is permitted to enter here. Please, be loud. I want to hear you." And with that your strangled, teary moans were bouncing off the cave walls, echoing. It felt oddly exposing, but music to Tighnari's ears.
He's fingered a second orgasm out of your cunt. Finally deciding you're ready for him.
He undresses. Positioning himself, caging you beneath him, he gently pushes the tip in watching you unravel. Your nails scratch his shoulders, leaving scars. He leans in to bite your supple breasts. Licking your nipples, sucking them till the buds are painfully hard.
Rolling your hips, you want him hard. fast. now.
However, he holds you down. "Remember the deal? You do as I say." With each word he thrusts into you. Tears welling in your eyes. Wrapping your arms around him for stability as he pounds into you like he wants you filled with his offsprings.
That's impossible. However, he would argue that there would be a slight chance. You disagree. And here he is trying to prove his fucking point.
Through tears you babble. "God, I fucking hate you." Skin on skin, such sloppy sounds echo off the walls. Furthering your nth orgasm. He's broken your mind and back, yet he still hasn't came.
"Want me to stop?" He teases, slightly pulling out. Cruelly laughing at your desperate pleas, he pumps in and out a few more times before cumming on your abdomen.
You groan, barely concious. He's fucked you into the tree. Pretty sure you're one with the earth now, Lorax style.
Cum dripping down onto the forest floor, leaking out of your spent hole. He licks at the bite marks, hands tracing your figure. Your body hurts, no longer hot and bothered, but damn. Tighnari smiles and hums into your skin.
"Someone's happy." Rolling your eyes, you pull him up by the hair. Kissing him.
With the sweetest smile dancing on his pretty face, his eyes less engulfed in desire, even though it still lingers. His words make you faint. "Round two?" He laughs at your reaction. Soon getting concerned because you're not responding. Instead, you're fucking snoring.
He chuckles to himself. Cleaning both of you up with the towels he brought and a change of clothes, for both of you. Yes, he planned this. A draw back is that you'll have to wear his clothes.
By the next morning you wake up in your bed. Your bed which awfully smells like him—What are you doing in Tighnari's bed??
The scent of herbal tea fills the room and the flipping of pages.
"Oh? Finally awake, dear rival? Your research is quite compelling." That sly fox chuckles, walking over to your confuses form. "Did you get caught sneaking out last night? I guess no one told you its not advised for non-rangers to be out at night. Hah, I don't even let the rangers patrol at night, especially alone." He smiles.
You groan. He's so annoyingly giddy. Crashing your head onto the pillow, curling up beneath his blanket as last night replays in your head.
Tighnari walks over and places a kiss on your forehead. "We've got much to talk about. Your research and...us. So, freshen up, your mug is over there. This blend helps with body sores." He walks out to tackle the day. Completely unaffected by last night.
Outside the house, Chief Officer Ranger walked past Collei and another ranger with a content smile and normal eyes. His usual self. Collei mutters to herself. "Did something happen?" She calls out to him.
"Master Tighnari! Do you know where she is? I went to wake her up but she wasn't home. What if something happened to her—" Collei worried for your health. How cute.
"Hm? Oh, don't worry. I found her this morning on an early patrol passed out by the river." He chuckled. "She was looking at a certain mushroom, judging by her notes." And he soon trailed off onto other topics, answering other rangers' questions about the day.
Leaving Collei to realize. "Oh! She still went there even after I told her no? Ohhh, dear." She sighed, joining the discussion about today's patrols.
── .✦ synopsis ; when heat comes around for tighnari, poor tighnari uses your body to release stress. and sethos is there to support you both.
tighnari, sethos ♡
── .✦ content ; breeding, multiple orgasms, mentions of knotting emotional (sexual) support sethos, possessive tighnari, whiny tighnari
"you can take it.. know you can. you're doing so good, habibti." sethos whispered sweetly, soft hand gliding underneath your jaw as you drooled, thumb slowly wiping the saliva off your face. behind you was a feral tighnari, who was only ever like this during heat. plap plap plap! his hips pounded relentlessly into your exhausted pussy, growling lowly. you could barely hear sethos over tighnari's babbling and your own pornographic moans.
"more.. need more." tighnari mumbled. his teeth were bared, nose scrunched and his restracted claws dug into the fat of your hips, his own drool overflowing his mouth and dribbling down onto your back side. "need to breed.. gonna breed you."
cum slowly seeped out of your used cunt with each rough slam, having already came inside you a couple times beforehand. white slipped onto the forest floor, mixed in with your clear slick. tighnari panted and whined from behind you, tail swishing wildly while sethos sat calmly in front of your bent over body, encouraging you with his cock in his hand.
"i kind of like you like this.." he muttered, leaning down to meet your lips in a messy kiss. "i'm jealous of tighnari. i want a turn, too." his tongue teasingly slid against yours, swallowing whatever spit pooled in your mouth with a satisfied hum. tighnari's eyes snapped to sethos and his jaw clenched, heat driven mind incapable of controlling himself. he gave a warning growl to his close friend, pupils expanding. the darker skinned male snickered.
"maybe next time." he smiled sweetly at tighnari, whimpering softly on your reattached lips, thumb running over his slit. you eagerly swallowed sethos's tongue, sucking on the muscle mindlessly.
"c—cumming !" sethos's mouth caught your words, body convulsing without a second to waste. nails ripped claw marks into the dirt beneath you. a tear or two had streamed down the flushed cheeks of your fucked out face, whining loudly in overstimulation. your body was exhausted from endless orgasms, falling fully to the ground, cheek pressed against the ground. " 'ts too much !"
the wiggling of your hips in an attempt to get away from tighnari was futile. it only deemed a challenge to the animal instincts hidden within tighnari's core. with a huff, he slammed roughly into you. your walls expanded as he pushed his knot through, slotting himself as deep as possible. white painted your walls for the hundredth time, tummy filling up with the warmth of his kin. at the same time, the thick white sperm from sethos landing on the floor in front of you went unnoticed but his loud groan hadn't. he just wanted to cum at the same time as one of you. his hips stuttered and bright green eyes stuck to your facial expression. he was just as in love with you as tighnari was. but he'd never say that to your face. he could watch you for hours.
your throat was dry, whimpering even as it strained as tighnari slowly pulled out. only to begin again, a non-stop piston. he was still full of energy. even sethos found himself surprised.
"just one more.. 'm sorry. need it. one more?" tighnari whined with a sudden snap back to his senses, tongue falling from his mouth as he panted. "i love you, 'm sorry."
— warnings. — fem! reader, biting (mentions of blood), marking you up, oral (fem! receiving), dirty talk
⚝ CYNO
with cyno's facial expression being unreadable as he's towering above you, he sinks his teeth right below your collarbone like he's staking his claim— truly, placing his sharp canines like an executioner's precision or rather a scholar's fascination? and when your back arches at his sinful procedure, when your breath catches like a caught bird in your throat, he exhales like he's satisfied some ancient hunger.
his bites burn like a brand— lingering long after the pain was gone, with a sharpened, bone chilling control, each mark placed not in a frenzy but in precision you only see in battles, a discipline so complete it burned you from within.
his cock slip and slides into you as his teeth sink on your neck mid thrust, right as your nails rake red lines down his shoulder blades to support your shuddering body from the way cyno has been manhandling you all night— yet, the man doesn't even flinch, no, he just groans as if he likes it, coming low from deep inside his chest as though the taste of your skin and the contort of your pussy around his cock was something he must devour in full.
his fingers dig into your hips as he grounds you, holding you in place when he thrusts up again, adding up on rhythm this time— going from slower and more focused on marking you up to brutal, dragging against the walls of your body like he's carving his path into you, the sheer feeling of your drenched pussy convulsing around him like that, over and over milking his cock of all its worth was making his thrusts turn a little sloppy.
"you'll remember this," cyno groans lowly, dragging his tongue over the fresh mark, "no matter where you go, who you see, this mark, this ache, this stretch, it's mine," as the moans bubbling within your throat fail you at last, lost in the depth of your own disarray as your body welcomes to battering sparks in your belly, caught in the brutal grip of his cock splitting you with a suffocating force.
every motion of his rhythm, every shift of his hips, pull something tight inside of you— a yearning and a desperate want, your breathing hitching, unable to get used to his pace as each greedy roll of hips stretch you, devour you slow and consuming, until you were crushed by him entirely.
his cock felt impossibly thick inside you, each thrust a promise written in spit and bruises as the aching bloom of another bite just landed under your jaw, coaxing out tiny, precious whines from your strained throat.
and when cyno licks the blood from his bottom lip, smiling with enjoyment like he's swallowed your soul, you realize he hasn't even cum himself yet— naturally, he's edged himself on for hours since he doesn't plan to give himself any solace, not until your body was dripping with his teeth marks first.
your mind was drifting, lost in the haze of his name, a whisper that clung to you like smoke as his scent wrapped around you, heavy and persistent before pulling you deeper into the fog of him, until you could hardly remember where you end and where he begins.
it's as if every thought was branded by cyno— echoing endlessly in the hollow of your chest.
⚝ DILUC
diluc's teeth scrape against the inside of your thigh first— testing the waters with his touch being blistering, like a tremor on the edge of the abyss and well, the master of the dawn winery wasn't sure if he'll fall for the addictiveness of you— yet little does he realize he's already looking over the edge, licking his lips and enjoying the way you react and taste.
he groans when you flinch against him, or when your legs tremble open and part wider for him the moment his sharp teeth graze at the pulsing flesh, the sound of his grunts accompanying his bites so low it straight up melted into your skin like liquid heat.
diluc's mouth moves up next, his tongue dragging saliva along your flesh before he bites down again, this time slightly harder and searing, so it'll properly sting, "let them see," he breathes, voice all smoke and fire as he sucks a bruise into the softness of your lower area, right above your clit, "let them know you're mine before you can even speak and say it yourself, love."
he holds you close, the heat of his body a constant reminder of the battle raging inside him— a conflict between control and the undeniable hunger that only you could satisfy, in fact, he's a man driven by deep emotions, and every gesture of affection from him reflected that inner fire, tempered by his normally reserved nature.
he presses his tongue into your clit next, thick and burning as he laps at the sensitive pearl, your body opening up to him so hard you sob out and hide your hands within his hair— your fingers clawing at his strands and digging him deeper into your cunt, nails dragging over his scalp like you're trying to ground yourself through the overstimulation and the wetness of his tongue.
your legs crush his head as your skin turns all sticky with sweat and spit and the wet slap of his tongue repeatedly lapping over your pussy as he slides his wet muscle between your folds with that feverish, balmy pace— his hand now searching one of your own to tangle his fingers within it, while the other was gripping at your thigh and pushing you into his mouth, fucking you with his tongue so wet and wild it felt like you might break apart any second.
to your surprise, diluc bites again— not hard, silly, but catching you off guard as he teasingly grazes his teeth over the sensitive skin, shamelessly groaning into your pussy like he's only just begun.
"no one else could made you fall apart like this, right?" diluc breathes, his voice wrecked, trembling at the edges of awe and delirium as the flicks of his tongue showed the opposite, battering you up, "you were built to come undone under me."
⚝ TIGHNARI
tighnari presses his nose into your neck first, his breathing stagnated and hot against your skin as he takes in your scent, whispering sweet nothings you honestly couldn't even decipher— it's something about that low, vibrating choice of tone that barely counted as anything but pure love.
although then, then he bites— utterly fast and sharp without you seeing it coming at all as the pain sinks into the spot between your neck and collarbone, your legs seizing up instantly, twitching violently as your moans break into whines and cries of his name, like something inside you snapped from the sharp press of teeth, from the way you took it.
"you're always so sensitive, crying already," tighnari mocks you a little, licking the aching spot blooming across your skin, "you're so easy to mark up, you're taking it so well," as his kisses remain precise, attempting to decipher the unspoken language of your skin, each press of his lips a careful investigation into your deepest desires.
you were entranced by your boyfriend, you feel it with every snap of his hips— every thick, punishing inch shoving inside you as your body turns soaked, squelching each time he grinds his cock in, the filthy noise becoming even louder when he pushes out as your thighs quiver around his hips.
in all honesty, tighnari wasn't even trying to be gentle with you, he wants to see you clutching at the sheets and demanding more, dizzy from the filth he's putting on you, more so from how full you were as he looks down on where your bodies connected, his tail coiling tightly around your ankle like he cannot stand any distance between you.
his teeth sink in again— just under your ear this time, where it'll definitely hurt and turn you on the most as your vision blurs when your walls clench tight around his length, choking his cock and milking him like your body's gone utterly feral.
tighnari sounds starved for you, yeah, like he's been crawling through a lifetime of thirst just to end up here, fucked so deep inside of you and getting milked by your walls as he cannot tell where he would end up without you as his breath shudders at your ear, hips pressing in like he wanted to disappear inside and never come back.
although, his voice always remains soft, a little aloof too, but there's a certain pressure in it— a quiet insistence, as if he's asking for permission to learn the depths of you a bit more, not simply to possess or claim you, but to understand your pleasure and memorize what you liked the most.
⚝ ALHAITHAM
with the precision of someone calculating the limits of reason, alhaitham's hands move with each touch resembling a quiet experiment whereas you— his willing subject, lets him bite down like he's tasting you— quiet and calculated as his mouth seals over the dip of your breast when you cry out, not just from the pain but from the claim of it, the quiet violence of his precision.
"do you see what you do to me?" alhaitham whispers as he seals your skin with teeth and tongue, dragging the bruise out slowly and watching the inflamed splotch rise like he's planting something unique into your skin, "you whine so easily for me," his presence looms like an unfinished sentence, always on the verge of something deeper, something more, testing your limits without speaking a word.
his cock was heavy inside of you, yet moving slow, stretching your cunt open with every roll of hips, making you slick from the base to your thighs but putting the most attention on your neck.
you're pinned beneath him, legs folded back, belly trembling from how fast he hits your most sensitive parts as he suppresses any noises coming from his throat— instead, he watches, alhaitham watches like a scholar and a sinner both, his eyes dark with need, tracking every flutter of your cunt like it's the only truth he's ever believed in, the blissful expression battered all over your face was a sight to die for.
you feel like you're being studied and destroyed all at once, your back arching in tune with his movements as your eyes roll back into your head, his hips shifting his angle when you scream the moment he changes the grip on your hips, fucking into you hard.
alhaitham slants forward to cage you within his big arms, hugging you, his large hands cupping behind your head in order to prevent you from bumping against the head board as he attacks a tender spot deep inside your warmth, catching every twitch and swallow of your pussy on his cock.
"i could write a thesis on how you fall apart," he admits bluntly with that damned smirk on his face, biting the underside of your jaw now as his tongue slowly drags over the mark afterwards, "but it's so much more satisfying to make you show me instead."
Sub!Bottom!FTM Cyno x Switch!Bottom!FTM Tighnari x Dom!Top!Monster!Male Reader
🍃 Word Count: 2,620 ⚖️
AFAB Language Used | [Series]
CW: Non-Con Somnophilia, Womb Fucking, Daddy Kink, Size Kink, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Squirting, Creampie, Double Penetration in One Hole, Oral Sex
Thanks to a previously trusted merchant, you ended up eating a mushroom that you shouldn't have. You were strangely hungry at the time and it was the only edible item available. You instantly came down with a fever and passed out but luckily for you, Tighnari and Cyno were right there to help out.
You were on your way to Cyno's house so they took you there to recover. Of course, that was after they punished the merchant, confiscated his items, and handed him off to Sethos who was conveniently close by. They didn't even give him a moment to defend himself despite how well known he is. Seeing you faint was like the equivalent of a bull seeing red, they couldn't make any rational decisions. The merchant will just have to hope he can prove his innocence.
While Tighnari was examining the mushroom you ate, your body started to change. Both him and Cyno already knew you weren't human but they never got to see your true form until now. They both panicked and dropped everything they were doing to check on you. Your body grew larger and you ripped your clothes in the process. They couldn't stop staring at your body and at the very, very large dick you’ve been hiding all this time.
“What are you doing?” Cyno turns his head to Tighnari, who’s starting to strip.
“I’m seizing the opportunity.” He licks his lips, tossing his clothes aside.
Both he and Cyno have been interested in you for years. They never made a move because they were afraid you’d be grossed out by their kinks and that you’d think they like you because you're not human. They liked you way before they learned that about you but they were worried that the coincidence would make you feel uncomfortable. They love every part of you and only want you to give what you want to. Whether that be as a human, a monster, or just as a lover separate from sexual relations. So seeing Tighnari act this way is strange. Cyno knows he's not himself right now, he wouldn't be doing this otherwise. He wonders if the mushroom’s effects can affect others externally as well?
Cyno’s eyes focus on the glowing green womb tattoo on Tighnari’s body. Cyno and Tighnari are close enough to know what the other looks like while naked, among many other things, so Cyno is very confident that Tighnari never had that tattoo before. It's definitely sexy but it would be impossible for Tighnari to have gotten it without Cyno knowing about it.
“Don't you want to know what it feels like?” Tighnari asks, giving a quick glance to the Mahamatra before turning to stare at your hard cock as he touches it with lewd curiosity. Neither Tighnari nor Cyno are afraid to admit their love for big, monster sized dicks. They’ve never seen a real one but they've spent plenty of time and mora using fake ones.
“You shouldn't…[Name] is sick..” Cyno finds himself unable to move.
“I’m sure he won't mind.” He crushes your sex with his own, rubbing his dripping wet pussy along your thick shaft. “Imagine how it'd feel to have something this big inside you. I know he'd be happy to find out what your pussy feels like.”
Cyno gulps. He can feel himself starting to change too.
Tighnari grins when he hears the sound of Cyno removing his clothes then turns around and moves to sit on your torso. He bends over and drags his tongue up and down your cock while he, albeit unintentionally, waves his pussy in your face like a plate of good food.
Cyno looks down at his body, noticing that he also has a womb tattoo. It's purple with a similar but still somewhat unique pattern. He touches it and moans. It felt like being hit with a weak strike of electro but…pleasurable. It worked in two ways. It made him feel even more horny and shut off the part of his brain that was apprehensive. He doesn't even remember why he was in the first place.
Tighnari’s eyes flutter to look at Cyno, a smug smirk growing on his face as he opens his mouth wide to take your cock inside it. Cyno shudders as he watches Tighnari make a show of it. He bobs his head up and down messily with your cock occasionally poking out from his cheeks. How is Cyno supposed to remain levelheaded when this is what he's looking at?
Your cum suddenly bursts out like a volcano. The feeling of your warm seed in Tighnari’s mouth triggered his own orgasm quickly after. Cyno steps forward with interest but pauses when he sees your hands on Tighnari’s body. Tighnari tries to swallow as much cum as he can before you make your next move.
You grab him and swiftly switch positions, placing the forest watcher beneath you. Tighnari bites down on his lip. He's trying to hump you. “Desperate whore.” You grab his thighs and shove yourself inside him. Tighnari’s mouth hangs open as you stretch him out. You slide in with ease, somehow, but the path to your cock’s destination is a tight road.
“God, yes!” Tighnari gasps.
“Aren't you gonna thank me for fucking your greedy pussy?” You hold his chin to make sure he doesn't turn away.
Tighnari’s eyelashes flutter as he squirts. “Tha– thank you–” He moans as you stroke his t-dick. “Oh my God~! Thank you—!” He throws his head back.
Meanwhile, Cyno’s legs are trembling from the phantom feeling of your cock inside him. That sort of explains the matching tattoos. He figures it's some strangely lewd…curse? Blessing?
You stop and turn around, noticing Cyno’s noises. You motion for him to come over. He slowly but surely walks over to the bed.
You lift his chin with your finger. “Did he rope you into this?”
Cyno looks at Tighnari, who’s nodding in approval, then back at you. He makes a closed mouth noise that translates to “Yes.”
You reach over to the back of his head and firmly grip his hair to pull him into a kiss while you slide further inside Tighnari. Cyno moans into your mouth, intertwining his tongue with yours. He grabs your arms for stability. Your tongue is so long and thick that it feels like you're fucking his mouth with it.
Tighnari gasps. “Fuck–!”
They both squirt at the same time.
You pull away from the kiss. “You're both so sensitive.” You huff, raising Cyno a couple inches into the air like a cat scruffing its kitten, and lay him down on top of Tighnari. Cyno's hands lay on either side of the forest watcher. It's not so different from their usual time together.
You called them sensitive but you're just barely holding on. You don't understand it but being inside Tighnari is overwhelming. You have no idea that you're feeling Cyno’s pussy too.
“Aren't you gonna kiss me too?” Tighnari tugs on Cyno's hair, which is getting a lot of attention tonight, and pulls him close to press his lips against the other man's. Cyno starts off shy then Tighnari makes it sloppy with electro infused in their saliva. You slowly work two of your fingers into Cyno’s cunt, making the both of them experience an even bigger stretch inside their walls. They can feel what the other has inside of them, meaning that you're technically stretching them beyond what should be possible. Your fingers are big enough to count as a secondary dick.
They moan into each other's mouths. Cyno rubs his pussy against Tighnari’s t-dick to further stimulate the both of them. They both falter at the sensation of your dick reaching their cervixes. They pull away from the kiss but before they can do anything else, you enter their wombs. Cyno’s upper body collapses onto Tighnari as they feel a mix of electro and dendro all over their bodies. The aggressively ticklish feeling quickens their orgasms and causes them both to squirt. You reach your limit and come inside of Tighnari.
Unfortunately for Cyno, he only gets to feel your cum.
Tighnari gently runs his fingers through Cyno’s hair as they catch their breaths. “Give Cyno a turn, [Name].” He gives Cyno a silly smile. “He wants you to break him.”
Cyno’s body grows even hotter. All three of you have abnormally high temperatures but he hasn't noticed until now.
“Yeah?” You slowly pull out of Tighnari and slide your cock along the outskirts of Cyno’s pussy. They can both feel your delightful tease. “I wanna hear it from him.”
“Tell him, sweetheart.”
“Please–” Cyno whines. “Please break me!”
You and Tighnari praise him simultaneously, calling him a “Good boy.”
“Thank you– thank you, daddy~” His voice is breathy and desperate as he repeatedly expresses his gratitude to you, making sure you know how much he loves being able to feel the heat of your cock. Tighnari moans, both from the phantom feeling of your entrance and from the cute submissiveness of his boyfriend. Cyno moves his hips impatiently but quickly stops when you physically enter his womb, this time with just the prickly feeling of electro. He wants to feel every step that causes him to break. His lovely tattoo knows that and is prolonging his orgasm just for him.
You activate your hydro vision and use it to create a water-based dildo that matches your size and girth for Tighnari to enjoy, completely unaware that they can feel both. It doesn't help that their insides are infused with electro and dendro respectively. They can feel dendro cores blooming and ‘exploding’ inside them but rather than it being painful like how the reaction is in combat, it feels overwhelmingly good. You can feel it too but everything feels too amazing for you to even consider stopping to figure out why it feels so great. Research isn't your job anyway.
Cyno buries his head in Tighnari’s shoulder as you start pounding into them. The mastery you have over your element allows you to move your hydro mimic along with your own thrusts, giving Tighnari and Cyno exactly what they want.
“Yes yes yes yes– daddy~!” Cyno whimpers, finally squirting. Tighnari’s orgasm follows soon after. They both thank you with their cute, whiney voices.
Tighnari grabs Cyno's back and digs his nails into it. Of course, the Mahamatra is more than glad to be used like this. “Keep going~!” Tighnari throws his head back. If you have this much control over your hydro mimic, he wonders about the other ways you can use your vision.
“You're both insatiable.” You say, more so as a compliment than an actual complaint, and grab Cyno’s waist to properly drill their messy cunts while you approach your peak. “I’m close.” You groan.
“Please please~! Fill me up, daddy~!” Cyno’s thoughts start to fizzle out but he manages to say, “Come in me~! Come in my pussy, please~!” before everything he says becomes incomprehensible nonsense and moans.
Tighnari’s entire body reacts enthusiastically to Cyno’s behavior. He pulls the Mahamatra into another sloppy kiss as you pump Cyno’s pussy with your seed.
Tighnari and Cyno pull away from their kiss and fall unconscious at the same time. You pull out and use your hydro vision to clean them and yourself up before curling up next to them.
Tighnari woke up much earlier than you and Cyno did, which gave him the time to properly analyze the mushrooms without any distractions. It wasn't clear to him last night, it looked a lot different than it does now, but it's clearly a mushroom from the abyss. There isn't a lot he could find about the mushroom specifically but it carries abyssal remnants and he knows more about that. Physical contact with something of this size would, at most, make a person feel weak or dizzy. However, consumption can cause major side effects. The body absorbs the abyssal energy and the way that it reacts depends on the consumer.
Along with that information, the tattoos he and Cyno have are related to the abyss as well. It was considered a myth, but there was a book that described an occurrence that tethered people together both romantically and sexually. It can cause a person to act differently and allows impossible situations to be possible. Everything that happens is dependent on making sure the soulmates get together. Which would explain why the merchant everyone trusts gave you the mushroom, it was done to kick off the chain of events that led to the three of you having sex. He feels bad for beating that merchant up now…
Based on everything he knows, this occurrence was likely caused by the mushroom itself. Over exposure to the abyss can cause a variety of different issues, this is clearly one of them.
Tighnari knows that what he did last night was out of his control but he still feels guilty for taking advantage of you.
Tighnari stands in the doorway, watching Cyno slowly lower himself down on your cock. You were in your human form when Tighnari first woke up but now you're back in your true form. Seeing you naked as a human helped him to understand how you were hiding such a huge monster in your pants, it doesn't exist when you play the role of a human.
You curl your finger to invite him over. He stumbles over to you, feeling your length entering him once again.
“I’m sorry about last night.” Tighnari finds it hard to remain focused on his goal of apologizing to you thanks to Cyno’s sexy noises and your phantom dick stretching him out.
“You can make it up to me by sitting on my face.” You reach over to tug on the ribbon holding his silk robe together. Tighnari blushes and quickly disrobes himself. He climbs on top of you and perfectly lines his hole up with your tongue before seating his pussy on you. His tail brushes against your head before it curls up along with fingers and toes.
“Fuck–” Tighnari gasps. Cyno grabs his boyfriend’s arm and asks for permission with just his eyes. Tighnari nods and gives him the greenlight to start riding you.
Cyno has just enough strength to bounce twice before you completely but unintentionally subdue him with your hydro vision. You created the equivalent of a fleshlight, with your mouth as the reference, and had it engulf Tighnari’s t-cock. They both squirt at the same moment it starts to move. You’ve never made something like this before but its creation came easy to you, as if you knew how to do it this whole time.
You quickly realize that Cyno probably can't move so you decide to bless him with the same thing, causing electro to course through both of the hydro mimics. Tighnari’s dendro has taken a backseat for now, letting the two stay somewhat aware. You grab Cyno’s waist and do all the work yourself. Their moans fill your ears like an angelic choir.
You’re starting to feel the dendro and electro in their bodies dragging a quick orgasm out of you. You slam Cyno down for the last time and bless him with another creampie. They both remain still for a little as they come back down to Teyvat. You could drown in Tighnari’s pussy at this point but you’d be happy to die like this.
They both shakily get off of you and your body returns to its human form, as if it understood that it was your true form’s cue to leave. They lay on either side of you and you all fall back asleep.
Summary : Due to an unfortunate event your boyfriend started to act weird, you should soon know why.
Pairing : Tighnari x fem! Reader
Word count : 1.9K Words
Genre : Smut with plot
Smut content ➵ Breeding / Mating Kink, Possesiveness, Praising, Raw (Wrap it up people), Knotting, Petnames
Authors note : I love Nari sm omg
It was a quiet morning; Tighnari was out with Collei, and you decided to sleep long before getting ready slowly, eating a nice breakfast, and cleaning Tighnari's workplace before helping the forest ranger outside. The sun was shining down today, but luckily, the trees of the rainforest cast some nice shadows to be safe from the heat. Wiping the sweat from your forehead you talk calmly to a new forest ranger, assuring he wasn't going to die from the fruit he ate. The poor boy came from Mondstadt and never saw the fruits or vegetables from Sumeru, probably.
"Master Y/N! We need your help!" Colleis's shrill voice screamed for you; immediately turned around to catch the young girl running to you, your warm hands on her shoulders. "Collei? What happened? Calm down, darling, and explain." It was strange that Tighnari wasn't with her, so something must've happened, you just hope that stupid man didn't decide to eat some unknown mushrooms again. "Master T-Tighnari he.. We found this flower patch we had never seen before. He picked some up and started to inspect them, and then he fell unconscious! Cyno is with him now, but..! I don't know what happened." She was rambling again; she always was when something happened to her friends or anyone, actually. "Okay, my love, calm down, lead the way, and we'll bring him back here; you two, come along!" Calling over two more forest rangers, Collei quickly started to lead the way; it was a short walk, but luckily, not too far away.
Upon arriving, you could see the fox-eared man sit up, arm on his knee as his hand holds his head. "Nari! What happened? How are you feeling?" Crouching down in front of the man now, you could see the blush on his face; oh no, was he getting a fever from those flowers? Maybe an allergic reaction. "He sat up shortly before you came, he hasn't spoken a single word since then." Cyno stood behind you now, explaining the situation to you and making you nod. "Okay, let's bring him back. Cyno, could you help carry him, please? I think he starts to have a fever, probably some reaction to the flowers; I'll have to make some medicine to hopefully wear the effects off." Cyno nods as he picks Tighnari up, the arms of your boyfriend around Cyno and the other forest ranger now. Still not talking, his eyes in a haze, this was definitely bad.
Looking down as they get a few steps away, you crouch down to touch the flowers despite Collei's protest, but they have no effect on you; they smell rather pleasantly. "Are you sure it's a good idea to touch and smell them?!" Collei was obviously worried about you, which made you chuckle, shaking your head. "It's fine, I'm pretty sure they won't affect normal humans but Tighnari.. it must be because of his fox genes.. Let's take some with us, but please you take them, I want to inspect them some more without exposing Nari further to them." Collie nods as you quickly plug a few flowers before Cyno's voice calls you to catch up with them. "Comming!" Running after them now, you worriedly look at Tighnari; his whole body was slumped over, his tail dragging after him as his breathing was rather hard.
"Good, please lay him down here Cyno, put that on his forehead. I'll start the medicine." Handing Cyno a bowl with ice cold water and a rag as you start to gather everything to hopefully ease the symptoms. If you knew what flower that was and what exactly the effect they had on him, you could make something much better, but this will have to do now. "Nari, open up; this will make you feel better.." His glazed eyes look at you and then the medicine as he shakes his head, trying to roll away from you onto his side just to groan in pain. "Stubborn fox, seriously, you're a forest ranger and practice medicine yourself, yet you refuse to take this.." Groaning now, your hand grabs his shoulder harshly as you push me onto his back, sitting down on his stomach to pin him down, his body thrashing. "N-No! Stop!" Finally, he spoke, yet that won't get him around the medicine. "It's your own fault to go inspect and try everything you don't know." You tell him, as your hand grabs his chin, pushing your thumb into the corner of his mouth; he opens it, his sharp teeth shining as you let the elixir trickle down into his mouth, making him swallow by holding his chin up and mouth closed.
"Is that how he always takes his medicine?" Cyno stands beside the bed now as he watches you stand up as Tighnari falls asleep. "Yeah, he hates to take them; either I put them into his food or drink, but then he sometimes notices and throws it away, so I mostly settle for this way." Wiping some sweat from your forehead after fighting the fox, you put the washcloth onto his forehead and the blanket back over him. "Well, I'll go check on Collie; make sure to take care of him." Cyno closes the door after himself after you bid your goodbye, looking over to the sleeping fox now, hoping the symptoms would soon wear off.
Getting back to your studies now, you open the book where you left off as you start to examine the gems you have found, trying to determine what they could be. Lumine even brought some last time she visited from Liyue and Inazuma which was such a great find.
Immersed in your studying, you didn't notice your boyfriend waking up, scanning the room until his eyes landed on you. Standing up on wobbly feet, he walks over to you, his arms laying around your shoulders immediately, as his face hides in your neck, jumping a little from surprise. "Nari! You're awake, how are you feeling? Is the fever going down?" Looking over your shoulder, he was still beet red, his eyes half-lidded and still hazed. "You smell so sweet.. My beautiful mate.." He groans into your neck, before meeting your eyes. Oh fuck. "Nari.. Don't tell me.." He groans softly from the way you say his name, confirming your suspicion even more. "Need to breed you full till you can't walk anymore." His sharp teeth graze your neck, over the mark he had left long ago, marking you as his mate. "Help me.. Please.. It's so hot I.. I can't take it anymore.." He whimpers.. he never whimpers. Those flowers must've triggered his heat to come early. Normally, it should've still been a few weeks at least, but something must've been with these flowers to trigger it.
"Alright, let's take care of you.." Standing up, Tighnari starts pawing at your clothes desperately, pulling your shirt off of you, before attaching his lips to your soft buds, moaning from the feel of them in his mouth. "So soft.." He moans before he pulls his own shirt over his head, revealing his porcelain skin to your eyes, pushing you onto your back on the bed now before he already pounces on you. "I'll make you feel so good, breed you full till you carry my cubs." Kissing down your neck, small little moans escape your mouth as your hand's card through his soft hair, softly scratching his ears. "I love you so much you're so gorgeous.." He mumbles against your skin as he kisses down to your chest and to your stomach. Softly pulling your pants and underwear off of you, his soon following the pile on the floor.
"Have to prep you first so you can take my knot, my love." He whispers against your stomach as his fingers softly glide through your folds, circling your clit a few times softly before moving down as he pushes two fingers into you carefully, your body arching from the feeling of his fingers. They hit just the right spots inside you, hitting the soft gummy spot perfectly. "You're so gorgeous, my darling; how beautiful you'd be all swelled up with my cubs." Moaning from his words now, your walls tighten on him as more slickness coats his fingers from the arousal. "You would like that, right? Have little cubs of our own, running around.." He kisses your neck softly, as his fingers work you open for his knot to come.
"I think you're prepped enough, mh..?" He pulls his fingers up to his face and sucks them clean with a moan before looking down at you as he pushes himself up a little bit. "Ready my love?" Nodding as an answer, he alines his length with your entrance as he starts to softly push in; his size made you arch and moan every time; he was so big, especially now that he was in heat. His head rested on your chest for a while, giving you time to adjust before you tapped his shoulder blade softly to signal him to start moving, which he didn't waste any more time and did. His thrusts at first were slow and deep but grew in pace quickly. Tighnari was never able to last long once he was inside you, but he would last for many rounds, making sure he bred you perfectly full.
"M-My love.. ah.." He kisses your chest softly as he starts to suck the left bud into his mouth again, his right hand coming up to play with the other one. "N-Nari.. oh archons.." Moaning softly, you could feel his length start to pulsate meaning he was rather close, you yourself close to the edge. "Come my beautiful mate~" He murmurs into your ear as his fingers softly circle your clit making your back arch as you drift into the pure bliss of your orgasm. Meanwhile, Tighnaris's thrusts were getting sloppy as he felt his knot swell before emptying his load in you, his knot preventing anything from escaping as it locks him into you for a while, his body softly laid down half on you to make sure he didn't crush you.
"Beautiful.." He mumbles, brushing a few strands from your face, still connected to you, his hand rubbing softly over your stomach and down, knowing exactly you were right now filled with his cum. Exhausted, you drift off into sleep as Tighnari pulls the blanket over you two, planting many kisses on your cheek and temple before the door opens, making him groan and growl possessively. "Okay, dude, I'll leave you be in a bit, I just forgot to give her these gems; seriously, don't go too hard on her." Before Tighnari could throw a book from his bedside table at him, Cyno disappeared again.
Later on, you wake up with many blankets and pillows around you now like a nest, your body cleaned, and a new pair of underwear on you; as you look behind you, you see Tighnari finally asleep without a blush, finally calm. It would definitely take a few rough days for his heat to be over, but you were used to it and loved to help him. Hand rubbing softly over your stomach now as you look down, hopeful that maybe finally, after years of being together, you'd get pregnant.
