#xilonen x reader

[hunnieknight]

Jacket On (Art)

Some geo creatures (Itto, Navia, Xilonen)

Reader is bigger/chubbier than chara, body insecurities, established relationship, modern AU, MESSY ART

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[dishia]

how they sound in bed (pt.2)

a/n: read part one here!

featuring: mona, sethos, xilonen, heizou, shenhe, xiao

content: sub!genshin characters, dom!reader, mentions of crying (mona, xiao), hairpulling (heizou), oral (shenhe, heizou)

mona:

she tries to be defiant, but it’s not easy when her voice has such a natural cuteness that makes it hard to take her huffing and pouting seriously. mona has a lot of pride and she can be a little sharp-tongued, so when something feels good, her first instinct is to force down her reactions to spare herself the embarrassment. especially if she was being bratty with you beforehand, she’ll try to double down and pretend like she’s unaffected just so you won’t get the satisfaction of hearing her pretty voice ring out for you. she might even have the nerve to challenge you to do better while inwardly begging that you won’t see through her bluff, because she can only fight back her moans so many times before it all becomes too much. you'll get lots of half-hearted taunts like “is that the b-best you can do?” as your fingers stretch her open little by little or “no, it doesn't—mmph! feel good! i'm not a pervert like you.” when you dip your tongue inside her to scoop up her juices, meanwhile her eyes are rolling back in pure bliss. unfortunately for mona, she gets flustered very easily, so it’s not long before the little hiccups building in her throat take over and she starts trailing off mid-sentence, clamping her lips shut to muffle a high-pitched gasp. there’s nothing more gratifying than seeing her usual eloquence fall apart into incoherent, slurred prattling. poor baby tries so desperately to keep herself together, it’s hard not to feel sorry for her when she’s blushing so furiously and borderline teary-eyed as she trips over her words

once she lets herself go fully into subspace, she is so whiny. she whines when you tease her, she whines when you praise her, she whines when you deny her, and she whines when you give her exactly what she wants. she can’t help it, she’s not used to letting her haughty exterior crumble and she’s definitely not used to being praised and pampered so openly. despite her smart mouth, her voice has an irresistibly sweet quality to it that gets a lot softer and more docile once you’ve broken through her attitude. she stutters out weak protests, mumbles shyly under her breath, and whimpers into her palm, mortified by the noises she’s making and even more mortified when you coo over how pretty she sounds for you. the best way to make mona beg isn’t by overstimulating her, edging her, or even degrading her—it’s by praising her. as much as she seems to hold herself in high regard, she can’t handle when you're the one showering her with compliments. call her good girl and she absolutely keens, completely pliant under your hands. it’ll leave her covering her burning face and whining for you to please, please stop humiliating her. she might even start to cry and sniffle a bit when she’s really overwhelmed, which she’ll vehemently deny afterwards.

sethos:

so energetic and passionate. sethos is as earnest as a puppy with you and he never feels the need to hide how good he feels, even if it is a little embarrassing when he hears himself making the filthiest noises for your satisfaction; knowing that you enjoy how vocal he is is enough to keep him from holding back. he's very receptive to your every touch, you never have to guess if he likes something or not because his breath hitches with a needy whine for more before you even have the chance to ask him. sethos has a natural charm that often makes him seem more confident than he actually is, but it’s not so much that he doesn’t have any shame, more so that his need to please you overpowers it. he flirts in an endearing sort of way, tilting his head up at you and and making goofy remarks here and there, maybe even subtly challenging you to make you go harder. but the shaky puffs of laughter he lets out when your lips kiss down his neck reveal how nervous he really is inside. the more worked up he gets, the more his breaths get noticeably quicker until eventually he starts full on panting like a puppy. he has fervent, breathless moans that make it sound like he’s been craving your touch for decades, and his cheery voice cracks often because he talks a lot during sex. it’s partially fucked out chattering that he can’t control, and partially because he just loves to communicate with you. he needs to show you how good he’s feeling and he desperately needs to know what he can do to please you. he asks a lot of questions, and he isn’t afraid to ask for your approval, either. “am i making you feel good? can i touch you, please? am i being a good boy?” are all things he murmurs regularly

when he’s overwhelmed, sethos’ cute habit of repeating words in threes starts to slip out. he sounds a little manic sometimes with how fast and desperate his babbling is as he chants “more, more, more” “please, please, please” “yes, yes, yes” over and over, but that just makes it all the hotter to you. he’s also an absolute dream for doms with praise kinks, because he loves giving compliments just as much as he loves receiving them. whether he’s buried deep inside of you or bound tight with his arms tied behind his back, not allowed to touch, he’s gushing lovesick words to you. he might get a little sappy about it, but he’s so sincere in his affections that it would make even the hardest of doms melt. he rambles breathlessly about how beautiful you are as you pick him apart and moans out high-pitched little “thank you”s even when you’re being mean to him. he never forgets his manners, even on days where his cheeky side makes an appearance. hearing him chirp an innocent “yes ma’am!” when he knows he’s being a brat is enough to make you want to pin him to the bed right there and wreck him. sethos is the type to beg even when he doesn’t know what he’s begging for, just out of pure instinct. especially when nearing his climax, it’s just a nonstop string of whiny pleas, like he’s afraid you might change your mind and stop at any moment.

xilonen:

the definition of sultry. xilonen’s voice is already so soothing without her even having to try, so when she’s blissed out, her moans are nothing short of hypnotizing. they’re buttery smooth and a little on the lower side at first, the same content sounds she makes when stretching in a patch of sunlight. her drowsy hums and raspy breaths scratch the itch in your brain like nothing else can, knowing that you’re the one drawing out reactions like that from the woman who’s typically so cool and collected. she can be a bit of a pillow princess, and with a voice positively dripping in honey like hers, it’s hard to resist pampering her with anything her heart desires. she’ll deny it if you ever bring it to her attention, but she absolutely purrs when she’s really deep in pleasure. reach up to scratch behind her ears as you’re eating her out and she’s a complete goner, her purr grows so loud in her chest that you can feel the vibrations against your tongue. that steady, rumbling sound is every bit as calming as it is seductive, and it adds a delicious shake to her words that flusters her a bit because it’s completely out of her control. she’ll huff and roll her eyes if you try to tease her, all the while her purring only grows louder and louder

sometimes her voice breaks from her lazy, carefree tone into something cuter—almost ditzy. it’s especially noticeable when you touch her somewhere really sensitive. press kisses along her stomach or give her scratches just above her tailbone as you're fucking her and you'll get the most adorable string of sharp whimpers that sound so unlike her usual self. her relaxed demeanor slowly but surely unravels as her climax draws near until eventually, she’s full-on whining for you, all high-pitched and needy, not caring in the slightest that you have her mewling like a kitten. xilonen loves being completely drowned in pleasure until she doesn’t have to think about anything else, the only words on her tongue being “yes”, “more” and your name as her head sinks into the pillows. her only job is to look and sound pretty for you as you make a mess out of her. when she’s close to climaxing, all her words come out in gravely hums and murmurs, making any plea she gives you sound irresistible. it’s far too easy to get drunk on her moans when they’re so effortlessly seductive, so she may be a little bit spoiled.

heizou:

the most perfect blend of cute and hot. heizou’s voice is naturally adorable, always harboring that playful lilt that makes everything he says sound like he’s teasing you. he’s every bit as mischievous in bed, if not more. the only problem is, he can dish it, but he can’t take it. he whispers filthy words into your ear just to rile you up, listing every depraved thing he wants you to do to him all the while sounding unfairly innocent. as soon as you tease him back, though, the mask cracks and his mind goes blank. pin him to the bed, taunting him for being such a slut, and suddenly he can’t do anything but breathe hard and fast like a deer in headlights. he is noisy in bed, so much that you wonder sometimes if he’s exaggerating his reactions on purpose because he knows how wild they make you. lots of high-pitched whimpers and gasps that sometimes even get a little growly, especially if you tug at his hair. his moans are absolutely shameless, loud and spine-tingling and enough to make you clasp a hand over his mouth if you don’t want anyone within a mile radius to hear. heizou’s curious nature never sleeps, so he loves making note of which of his reactions turn you on the most in that sharp little mind of his. his sounds of pleasure are very much real, but so is the satisfaction he feels when he makes himself sound extra pretty for you and he can practically feel your arousal spike in response

heizou is also very prone to giggling during sex, another trait of his that’s as adorable as it is sinful. it’s almost out of his control, the way he laughs giddily into kisses, his moans fade into breathless giggles, and he snickers up at you when you pin him down, just so he can goad you into getting rougher with him. he goes from running his mouth, to hanging it wide open as frantic yelps of apology spill out. if he’s being bratty, he fusses and whines like crazy, grumbling childishly in a way that probably shouldn’t be as endearing as it is. have him give you head to shut him up, and he’s still every bit as vocal. he’s sloppy and messy on purpose, just so all the drool and juices on his tongue can create the filthiest slurping sounds that send chills down your spine. he lets out lots of cute, happy hums and “mm mmm mm”s as he’s giving you head to let you know he’s enjoying every last bit of his “punishment”. even when his mouth his full, he still finds a way to make sure you hear him loud and clear. his voice gets a lot more raw and desperate when he’s close to finishing, he likes to cling on to you so that his boyish moans spill directly into your ear until he comes undone with a choked sob. he can almost sound like he’s close to tears with how intensely he cries out, but it always fades right back into those dazed, uncontrollable giggles to let you know he’s okay.

shenhe:

quiet, but irresistibly sweet. shenhe's noises in bed are like wisps of confectionary that dissolve on your tongue in an instant. her stoic nature, rigorous training, and the effects of her red bindings all result in her not being very expressive, even when you’re stirring feelings inside her that she never knew she could experience. her reactions are gracefully subdued, and if you’re not paying close attention, you may miss them altogether. that just makes every low moan that you do manage to coax out of her all the more satisfying, though. shenhe has an uncharacteristically cute voice, after all, managing to sound so soft and gentle even when the words she’s saying are anything but. her rare expressions of pleasure are pure heaven and the most gratifying reward when everything else about her can be so hard to decode. the changes in her breathing is always the biggest giveaway of your effect on her—those typically controlled breaths morphing into deep, trembling inhales through her nose that spill out into the prettiest, airy sighs. she almost sounds ethereal, like the moment your fingers push inside her, she becomes lost in a dream. if you let her know how much you like to hear her, she’ll try her best to be more vocal for you, but she can only do so much before it becomes forced. sometimes, she’ll whisper out a feather-light “i like that” or “i feel good” to let you know she’s enjoying herself.

most of shenhe’s communication during sex is nonverbal, as she doesn’t see much of a reason for talking when body language is more than enough for her. she commits herself wholeheartedly to you, allowing you to bend her to your will however you see fit without any complaints, whether you’re pleasuring her or using her for your pleasure. just like with her moans, the only time she ever really speaks in bed is when you encourage her to. ask her what feels good, how she wants you to fuck her, how much more she can take, and she’ll respond with complete honesty every time, never mincing her words. her straightforwardness can be dangerous, because it often results in her saying the most sinful things without even intending to. ask her what kind of reward she wants for being good and she’d tell you in the most matter of fact tone that your scent has been driving her crazy for hours and she feels like she might go mad if you don’t let her bury her tongue in you (she always makes sure to add a “please” after learning it’ll earn her praise if she’s polite). when shenhe service tops you or give you head, that’s when she gets a little more vocal than usual. she becomes so adorably concentrated on satisfying you that soft, almost primal little grunts start to bubble up inside her. even her huffing and panting sounds so delicate, you’d never guess how wildly her heart is racing inside.

xiao:

teyvat’s #1 undefeated whimperer. it surprises the both of you to discover not only how vocal xiao is, but how painfully cute the sounds he makes are. though he seems to be on the quieter side, that’s because he can choose whether or not he wants to speak under normal circumstances. in bed, however, his reactions to pleasure are a completely different story. he’s not accustomed to any kind of physical contact that doesn’t involve the claws or blades of an enemy, so you can imagine the effect it has on him when your touch finds the most vulnerable, most sensitive spots on his body. he can’t help it, he’s insanely reactive to every kiss, every teasing flick and pinch to his nipples, every dripping wet bite to his neck. his brain short-circuits over all these foreign sensations and suddenly holding in the tiny mewls and embarrassingly high-pitched moans rising in his throat becomes a lost cause. it doesn’t help that xiao’s incredibly easy to fluster. point out how noisy he’s being and he immediately turns into a red-faced, stammering wreck, hands flying up over his mouth in a desperate attempt to silence himself. somehow, the muffled grunts and cries spilling into his palm manage to sound even more erotic, much to your delight

from the moment you guide his cock inside of you, he lets out a sweet, broken whimper almost as if he’s in pain. from there, he completely unravels. sounds completely unbefitting of a yaksha fall from his lips, echoing all around you like the prettiest melody. even kissing him doesn’t do much to quiet him down, not when the feeling of your tongue sliding against his makes the most pathetic keen rise in his throat. aside from his chorus of grunts and gasps, xiao’s not very talkative in bed. it’s partially due to his reserved nature, and partially because he’s just at a complete loss for words. he’s not used to feeling so vulnerable, it’s near impossible for him to string a proper sentence together when every move you make leaves him breathless. not to mention, he wants to spare himself the embarrassment of trying to say something, only to cut himself off with a pitiful, choked moan instead. he’s quite shy, and that endearing detail doesn’t change much whether it’s his first time with you or his umpteenth. even when you’re the one pinning him down, pushing his body to the limit, and reducing him to a mess of sweat and cum, he’s still terrified of harming you somehow with his karmic debt. usually the most talking you’ll get out of him is soft hisses like “ah, w-wait, careful!” “you shouldn’t—ngh!—touch me s-so much.” his voice gets thick with emotion, and sometimes you can tell he’s barely restraining himself from whimpering out how much he loves you over and over again. he may not outright admit it, but he lives for your praise. it becomes obvious in the little ways he vies for it, awkwardly mumbling questions of if he’s doing things right, all so he can hear you coo over him and pet his hair. as he gets close to cumming, he lets out broken warnings that are only half-coherent between all his panting. when he finishes, especially if it’s inside you, he definitely gets a little choked up and teary because he never knew that anything could feel so good.

[channelsurfinng]

｡･ﾟﾟ･𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾...･ﾟﾟ･｡

...𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗏𝗎𝗂𝗄𝖺, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗇𝖾𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾, 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖺, clorinde.

𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌... 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁? 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖼 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 + 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍.

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

she's a rather lazy kisser.

takes her time, but doesn't put a ton of passion into the kiss. she makes sure you know she means it, but just doesn't see the point of pulling away intensely gasping for air and all that stuff.

you normally receive her kisses during nap times. she loves to sleep, and so whenever you lay down with her, whether it's on the comfort of your shared bed or high up in the trees, she'll sloppily kiss your collarbones, neck, face, pretty much wherever she can reach.

she's a pretty good kisser overall, though. when she wants to be serious, they'll get a little bit more intense, but that's very rarely. really only when you're intensely making out, or even making love to one another.

passionate kisser! pretty much the exact opposite to xilonen.

she thinks of you as someone to be treasured, and she's very passionate about treating you as such. her kisses show you that almost perfectly.

a goodnight kiss and a good morning kiss is always in arrangement. she can't leave the house without them, and even if you're still asleep by the time she needs to leave, you'll still receive it. but there's no getting out of a goodnight kiss. she can't sleep without it, but she'll never admit it to you.

if she feels upset or angered by something, she'll immediately seek you for a kiss. no matter what you're doing, she'll take your face in her hands and kiss your lips. you never mind it. but it doesn't ever happen in public. she's not a fan of pda.

not as good as xilonen in terms of how she kisses, but she's passionate and sends her message through them. they do tend to get a bit sloppy during lovemaking, though...

his kisses are just a bunch of things all at once. sounds weird but do you know what i mean

he's stressed? he goes in for a kiss. he's happy? kiss. sleepy? kiss!

he doesn't do pda, but isn't like chasca as where she doesn't really want to initiate it. if he wants a kiss, he'll get a kiss. he might be teased to the deaths by ajaw, but oh well. he'll just swat him into timeout.

at first, he did not know how to kiss. like it was bad. lol. you kinda had to give him a little lesson because he's literally never kissed anybody before, and he wasn't ever just naturally good at it

but, with a little work, he learned, and he enjoys it very much! it's probably his favorite way of showing you he loves you, he thinks. he'd never put his lips on something he doesn't truly treasure, and you're the only one who gets it.

overall, not a bad kisser once you teach him. he knows the right and wrong times of when to initiate, and he knows your boundaries, and is careful to not overstep.

come home the kids miss you mavuika

she gives passionate, but not frequent kisses.

her job as the pyro archon takes a lot of strength and patience, coming from the both of you. she's stressed and tired, and you need to have the patience with her.

but she understands that you need attention and love too, and the caring part of her kicks in. and these moments are why kisses are so special.

they only happen when she realizes she's been potentially neglecting you too much. she could be away for days on end, but always expect a kiss and a long hug when she comes back, maybe as a little apology.

she's more of a hugger rather than a kisser. her hugs symbolize to you that she's there to protect you and that she loves you, but her kisses mean something even more than that. that's how you know that she really treasures you.

overall a good kisser when she wants to give kisses!!! though they're uncommon, they're long and passionate when they do happen. although, when you guys get it on (if you know what i mean winky face winky face) she kisses a lot more.

(hug hcs and maayyyyybbeeeee lovemaking hcs in a different post maybe perhaps perchance)

this girl is a KISSER!!!!!

she strikes me as the type of girl to kiss her girlfriends on the forehead or the cheek whenever they have to part. for example, kachina gets a little goodbye peck every time they need to separate (in a platonic way, obviously).

so when it comes down to you, you get even more!!!!!

her favorite thing after a long day of exploring with her friends is running into your shared home and jumping into your arms, kissing your face so many times you swore if she was wearing lipstick your face would be colored the shade she was wearing.

but she saves her real kisses all for you!!! the kisses she gives you aren't just little pecks, no, they're full on kisses. like, borderline making out, gasping-for-air kind of thing. she always giggles and kisses your nose right after before going back to what she was doing before (she finds it funny how you always look stunned and winded afterwards).

overall, the best kisses anybody could ever receive. someone get me a mualani. is this my sign to raise her from level 60?

this boy is such a tease his kisses are literally pretty much to tease you

see they can be serious and teasing. depending on the mood.

they'll be teasing when you're simply hanging around the house, maybe you're cooking or doing a chore while lyney's practicing magic. you could be hyper focused and he'll sneak up to you, silent like a cat, and just start showering you with kisses along your neck and shoulders. he earns a little swat on the shoulder for distracting you.

they'll be serious mostly when you're sad or he's jealous. if you're sad, his kisses will go from serious and passionate to his usual teasing pecks in attempt to cheer you up. it usually works, and he always ends up with a laughing s/o, just like he wants it.

but when he's jealous, woah. that's a whole different kind of thing. new side to lyney unlocked.

he'll come up to you and lock you in a kiss so passionate for so long you can barely breathe when he lets go of you, giving the person you were talking to a look before dragging you off. this will only happen if another man approaches you. he needs to show them who you really belong to, and what's a better way to do it than that?

overall, great kisser, but only really shows it during lovemaking or when he's jealous. he's skilled with his mouth, his hands, goodness, he's just the epitome of perfection!

hmmm i can't tell with him

sometimes he only has time for small little pecks, and other times he's got you on his lap in his office and kissing you until you pull away gasping for air. depends on his schedule tbh

on the days he is free, though, it's mostly just sex over simple kisses. he'll start with gentle, passionate kisses before moving down, and down, and down even lower, before more events start happening. idk he's a busy man people

but his little pecks are great too!!!! he needs to hurry out of his office sometimes and never fails to find you in your living quarters to give you a little kiss on the lips before leaving for the rest of the day, or maybe only about an hour. depends on the prisoner, depends on the severity of the situation, depends on a lot of things lowk

overall a good kisser. he just doesn't really have time to unleash his full potential (lol) but ya.

lowk same as wriothesley lol he doesn't have much time for really anything with relationships

but the difference is, instead of little pecks, he pulls you into a hug and truly kisses you goodbye. he may be away for longer times than wriothesley is, so he makes sure the impact lasts enough for the duration he's away.

he greets you the same way when he comes back, too. he never wants you to feel neglected, but his work occasionally has to come first.

and when you do feel neglected? ah, you may see it rain. he feels so bad, and watching you break down and tell him how you feel may make him shed a tear or two himself.

he uses gentle kisses along your neck and collarbones to get you to calm down, truly soaking in your complaints and doing his best to change his schedule just a bit...

overall an ok kisser. he just never has time to give them.

oh she loves kisses! but unfortunately she's too stubborn to admit it.

at first, something held her back from giving them. she didn't know why, you never knew why, but eventually she got more comfortable with it that she started giving them all the time!

she loves when you give them too! again, too stubborn to admit it, but she melts when you give her random kisses too (just avoid it in public, she'll get embarrassed, and how dare you embarrass lady furina!)

but in private , she's pretty much all over you! she wants to kiss you every single time that she sees you. she just finds you irresistible, okay? don't argue!

overall not the best kisser, but a fun kisser! never tell her that though, she might not appreciate it.

very dense. doesn't really understand the point of even kissing in the first place.

but she came to love it, that's for sure. and after a couple months, she'll start to warm up to initiating it.

her kisses are rather hesitant, as if she's doing it wrong. this is her first relationship, the first person to truly have her back. she almost feared messing up. but in your eyes, clorinde could never mess up.

she kisses you every night she's able to come home to you. but that's really all. kinda like mavuika, she expresses herself in other ways, but instead of hugging she uses her words and small gifts.

if you want more kisses, you gotta initiate. she doesn't mind it though! she secretly wants more, she's just nervous to ask

overall, not a great kisser, but she tries for you.

[diluted-calico]

strap ‘em down girls! pt 1 (??)

guests involved! ganyu, xilonen, lauma, and a special guest!

content included: strapping down your fave genshin girlies! squirting, begging, crying, begging to come inside while being strapped down YEZZIR, potentially ooc for some characters for the sake of dominance, ganyu begs for the strap, somnophilia, thigh grinding!!!

a/n: it just jumps straight into the smut, sorry :’)

ganyu

face down, ass up is how she ended up so pleasantly fucked at home, ganyu never wanted to leave this moment if she could help it. her purple eyes nearly rolling backwards into her head as she arches into the grip you have on her hips. sputtering moans fall from her drooling lips as you watch her fingers clench the sheets that you’re plowing the poor qilin into. a whiny sob permeates the heated air as her entire body seizes up as your strap hits the spot inside her body, “-gonna come!” ganyu cries out, tears mingling with her saliva as your hips keep grinding into her limp body.

the after effects of her orgasm coat the sheets when you keep rutting into ganyu, a whine retches itself from her throat when you grasp at her hair near the base of her horns. shudders wrap around her body as you keep grazing against that spot inside ganyu that makes her see stars. “inside, do it inside.” you blank at her words, “what?”

“i don’t care if it’s fake, cum inside me!” the qilin below you snaps out, starting to roll her hips backwards. her tone brings you out of the daze of her request and you fuck into her warm cunt with a feverish smile. something hits your thigh at a pressure consistent with something you’ve only seen in those racy magazines in back alley’s.

“oh fuck, did you just squirt?” ganyu’s wanton moan is the only answer you get from her before your own orgasm hits like a train. your nails digging into her hips as your body hunches over her back, swear dripping off of places you didn’t think sweat could come from. “holy shit, we gotta do that again.” you pant out, breath raggedly leaving battered lungs.

ganyu shakes her head weakly, “won’t… fuck.. i can’t do that again!” blue hair sticks to her forehead with sweat as you pull out slightly and you watch her still twitching cunt suck you back in.

“you sure about that? your pussy’s practically begging me to come back in, i’m sure you can go another round.”

xilonen

cat-esque purrs rumble from xilonen’s throat as you slowly turn her over onto her side. the dip of her spine enticing you beyond belief, you begin to trace the ocelot splotches spreading themselves across her lower torso due to her feline features. as the sheets fall from where you two were sleeping, you notice how she’s clenching in her sleep around your thigh.

lustful fascination forces you to watch as xilonen drags her pussy along the top of your thigh in her sleep. the longer she does so, the more she purrs. as soon as her hips start to speed up you stop her, the motion waking her up from the nap she was taking, “wait— huh? what happened?” a smile inlays itself on your face as you grab the strap from the nightstand next to your shared bed.

“i thought you’d want the real thing, rather than trying to get yourself off with it in a dream.” and by the archons above, the heat from her face floods down her neck, you can feel it against your cheek as you nuzzle into the column of her neck. a soft sound from xilonen echoes out from the pillows that she shoves her face into— trying to stop most sounds from escaping her mouth.

your hand guides the tip of the strap to her hole, as your fingers run along the dripping seam on her pussy an impatient grumble vibrates from the pillowcase as she pushes back onto your prodding fingers. “patience, sweetheart, i can’t fuck you like i want to if you don’t have patience.” xilonen growls like an offended ocelot and pushes again into your hand.

her inability to hold still is her downfall as you push her over onto her stomach completely and dig your nails into her fat of her hips. a wanton moan sputters from her lips as you plow into her warmth, warbles of ‘faster’ and ‘right there’ are repeated over and over- nearly overlapping- when the tip of your strap hits against a spot that makes her seize up before shudders run along her spine.

from the view you have of her from on top and her face turned to the side, you can see green eyes rolling backwards into her skull. tremors running rampant through her body as her orgasm hits her full force. “xilonen? sweetheart?” purrs rumble softly from xilonen as she backs herself into your hips as if trying to seat herself further onto you.

“stay inside. don’t move. just lay back down while you’re still inside me.” a contended sigh from her is all you need to cuddle back into your wife, wrapping your hands around her waist.

“you, uh, you know i can’t sleep with straps around my waist right?” you murmur into her blonde hair, twirling some sweat slicked strands between your fingers. she chuffs and nods as she falls asleep in your arms again. “i guess i’ll endure it for you xilonen.”

lauma

the mist shrouded temple was all lauma could remember, that and the cold walls pressing into her bare chest as your hands grasp at whatever exposed skin you could find. even though she was taller than you by a good foot, you can still make her knees shake and crystalline blue eyes roll backwards into her head. lauma’s raucous moans echo in the empty temple space as she feels the knot in her stomach snap loose from the minutes you spent working her into a frenzy, and the days spent leading to this moment.

lauma’s whimpering sighs grace your ears the longer you keep her pinned against the wall of the temple. as this was a site of worship, it only feels right to worship your wife in a way that would appease the archons of days past. one of your hands rose above your head to wrap around the base of one of her antlers, pivoting her head towards your own.

“who fucks you this good?” you watch her shake in pleasure as the words barely register in her deer ears. garbled cries of ‘you’ and ‘only you’ trickles from her mouth in the same way that a river streams from a glacier. you can feel how wet she is, fuck you can even hear it, as you drive your hips further in to the fat of lauma’s ass.

the jingle of her gems and jewelry rings out in the marble enclosed space as you bring her over the edge of completion yet again tonight. the smell of incense sits in your nose pleasantly, muddling your mind and snapping the knot in your own stomach as you hunch over her back, sweat dripping down your aching thighs. “lauma, my love, can we officially mark this off of our list of places we’ve fucked?”

she hums thoughtfully, barely able to take in a breath before she has to step away with a wince, “i guess we can mark this off, what’s next on our list, love?”

special bonus, nefer!

nefer’s hand grips onto the base of your neck, forcing your face into the pillows as she thrusts into your weeping body. you could feel her claws raking themselves along your spine; therefore, rendering you a shuddering mess that can only spout off about how good nefer makes you feel.

a sarcastic grin lights up her flushed face as she pulls out just the slightest bit and coos at the ruined state that she’s leaving you in. “oh you poor thing, i thought you said you could handle me at full force.” another pathetic sob escapes your bitten lips as you whine ‘yes, i can take it. i can handle anything she’ll offer me.’ nefer simply tuts at you, frowning and rocking her hips forward.

a surprised moan cascades out, your eyes blowing wide at the stimulation. “im barely trying, pet.” nefer hisses at you, and you know she’s telling the truth. she’s barely broken a sweat the entire time she’s had you at her mercy. even while she has you on your hands and knees below her, nothing feels lower— and hotter— than when she calls you pet

“ne-nefer— archon’s above don’t tease me!” your squeal is broken off harshly when you feel her claws dig into your throat teasingly, angry scars develop along the column of your throat as her fangs come down to rest by your ear.

nefer hums softly, teasingly, “if you must beg so prettily, then i must only oblige by your requests.” and that’s the only thing you register before your vision goes blurry and all thoughts exit your skull.

a/n: i originally had chasca and furina but i wasnt sure how well that was going to work, if someone would like me to write for them i would be more than happy to do so!!

tags! 🏷️

@scfuto @sstarsilks @sunfish59 @two-sides-of-the-heart @nickolada @pieckmp3 @fleeting-fantasy @an-antivan-crow

[sea-lanterns]

CHOCOLATES AND ROSES

synopsis: your wife decides to surprise you for valentine's day.

featuring: mavuika, xilonen, navia, furina, lisa, arlecchino

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! fem reader for most of them, dom! female reader for furina, reader has a pu.ssy, reader uses she/her pronouns, linge.rie, strap ons, oral (reader giving and receiving), food play, implied unprotected se.x, implied pene.trative sex, finger gagging, furina, lisa and arlecchino all have di.cks, slight degradation and pet play, established relationships, may be ooc.

art credits: bad thinking diary

MAVUIKA

The house was strangely dark apart from the amber glow emanating from your bedroom. You couldn’t help but raise a brow as Mavuika would usually be up and greeting you by now. Where on Teyvat would the Pyro archon be? She’s not that hard to miss in your house, surely. 

“Mavuika?” you called out her name, your eyes catching the way the glow from the room burned brighter. Oh Archons, did your wife set something on fire? “Mavuika, the bed better not be ablaze when I get in there!”

You heard a stifled chuckle from behind the door, causing you to drop your bag and rush to your room. “Why don’t you check, my love?” her voice purred, causing you to stiffen and grasp the handle. Well, it wasn’t scalding hot, so that was a good sign at least. “Mavuika, if I have to buy a new mattress again–” The rest of the sentence died on your lips when you opened the door the rest of the way. There your wife was, lying seductively on the bed in nothing but some black lingerie. The room was illuminated by several heart-shaped candles, the floor and sheets scattered with rose petals that Mavu must’ve dropped, and of course, right in the middle of it all was a very smug Mavuika. 

“Well, there’s no fire, but it is pretty hot in here, don’t you think?” Mavuika grinned and slowly lowered her sunglasses. Of course, even though she was practically butt-naked in a lace lingerie, Mavuika still thought to wear those stupid sunglasses while waiting for you inside a dark room all alone. 

You wanted to kiss her so bad. 

“Mavuika what…what is all of this?” You laughed, feeling your cheeks heat up at the sight. “What? It’s Valentine’s Day, I just wanted to surprise my wife.” Mavuika couldn’t wipe the smirk off her face. She was awfully proud of what she’s done, wagging a finger over so you could come closer. “Come closer, I have a surprise for you, my sun.” 

“Oh I wonder what it is…” You playfully rolled your eyes and walked closer, watching as Mavuika suddenly laid back and lifted her lingerie, showcasing the long, black strap on she had strapped to herself. 

Ah…

“Mavu…” you were weakly pulled to the bed, the Pyro Archon’s smoldering lips capturing yours. Mavuika all but groaned into the kiss, pulling away briefly to grin at you. “Do you like it?” she husked, nipping at your bottom lip. The way she gazed up at you like you were the sun had you in a chokehold, her eyes full of longing and pure desire. “Depends, maybe I’ll know when you actually use it,” you countered, wrapping your arms around her neck. 

Mavuika’s heart throbbed as she pulled you down for another kiss. Tongues dancing amongst each other, your clothes were nearly singed off with how excited Mavuika was, but luckily you didn’t catch on fire. She pushed you down on the bed, taking her position on top of you like she always did. The Pyro Archon greedily lifted your leg up to rest upon her shoulder, grasping the base of her strap to angle it at your entrance, but not before squirting a generous amount of lube all over it. 

“Hm…maybe you will have to change the mattress again after this,” she smirked. 

“Just put it in,” you sighed, smiling up at your silly wife. 

“Aye aye,” Mavuika kissed the ankle of your feet before snapping her fingers. Like magic, all the flames of the candles blew out, shrouding you two in darkness as Mavuika eased herself into you.

XILONEN

“You know, I am quite surprised you put all this together for me.”

“Heh, do you really think so little of me, babe?”

You came home to Xilonen curled up on your bed, dressed in…well, actually nothing. Xilonen figured there was no point in wearing a sexy piece of lingerie for you if you were just going to take it off. So, there the Jaguar lady was, smirking up at you while her fluffy tail covered her bits. Her tits however, were on full display as she lazily sat up, squishing them together with her arms. 

“Honestly, I was thinking of wearing something sexy for you to ogle, but then like, I figured you were just gonna take it off anyway. Plus all the laces and buttons…” Xilonen’s nose scrunched up at the thought, her laziness showing through. “It just wasn’t worth it to me. I know you’d much rather have me all naked instead.”

She let out a purr and swished her tail, revealing that blonde bush and pussy you were all too familiar with. To amp up the atmosphere a bit, Xilonen slowly pushed a button on a remote, the lights of your bedroom dimming to match the mood. 

“You…added mood lights to our room?” You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. 

“And a speaker.” She clicked another button and soft, sensual music began to play from somewhere in the room. You recognized it as one of Xilonen’s works, but have never heard this particular track before. Did she make a whole new playlist just for you? 

“Yes, I did create a whole album of songs dedicated to this moment,” Xilonen huffed smugly, her tail giving a sassy little flick. “Happy Valentine’s Day babe, no need to thank me.” 

“You cocky thing you…!” You rushed over and pounced on your wife, full on tackling her on the bed and smothering her face with your lips. “Mmpf!” Xilonen purred happily and wrapped her tail around your leg, clearly content with you on top of her as she pulled away to lick your lips. “See, I’m not that lazy. I just put in the effort where things count.” 

You shook your head and reached up to pull her in for another kiss, her tail thumping against the mattress with each push of your lips. “You’re so silly…” you murmured against her, utterly smitten at her for doing this. “I like to think I’m cool,” she counters, one hand trailing down to cup your ass, giving it a squeeze. Her chest rumbled a bit when she felt the warm flesh, her long, feline tongue licking her lips as she couldn’t wait to dive into a feast. 

“Now, are you gonna take those all, or do I have to rip them off myself,” Xilonen growled, clearly getting impatient. “I’m getting hungry…” she emphasized, clawing at your top. 

“I will, I will,” you laughed, undressing yourself for Xilonen’s eyes and practically giving her a strip tease on her lap. The overgrown kitty was just salivating at this point, staring dumbly at your tits with big, curious eyes before getting impatient and flipping you over. “No more teasing…!” She yowled, pretty much shredding off the rest of your underwear and hitching your legs over her shoulders. Her butt did that cute little wiggle that cats did before pouncing, and then she attacked. 

“Xilonen—!” You squealed as she dove into your bare cunt, her large tongue lapping at your clit as she took what she wanted for Valentine’s Day. 

NAVIA

"Ohhh Mon Cherie! Let me wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day…”

Navia winked at you from the front of your bed as she seductively trailed her finger down the navel of her breasts. Wrapped up in nothing but red ribbons, Navia was currently presenting herself to you in a way that left every bit of her body exposed to you. Her nipples were barely covered up by the thin slip of satin, the edges of her pink areolas peeking through from the sides. If your jaw could drop like a cartoon character it would. 

Instantly, you felt your face burn hot at the sight of your wife. Sure you’ve seen her naked plenty of times before, but the sight of Navia in…in something like that. Well you weren’t used to it at all! Navia was flattered when she saw that she rendered you speechless, a tiny blush creeping up her own cheeks. “Oh my love, don’t exaggerate.”

“I’m not exaggerating,” your voice cracked, causing you to hesitantly walk closer to the bed. “Just…Just wow…” 

“Oh wait! I have just the thing to complete the look,” Navia reached over to grab one of the many real roses that were scattered across the room. She placed the stem in her mouth, playfully winking at you and leaning back. “Now, it’s all perfect.” She grinned, her voice muffled by the rose. 

Oh this buffoon. 

“…Oh Navia. Just how much money did you spend on all this?” You asked with a smile, looking around at all the extravagant rose bundles, the exquisite plates of heart-shaped desserts, all for the sake of pleasing you on this day. 

“Uh…don’t worry about it,” Navia smiled wryly, telling you all that you needed to know. “Today is a special day for us Mon Amour, so money is nothing to me when it comes to spoiling the woman I love!”  She suddenly grabbed a plate of macarons from the bedside table and offered it to you; it was pink and shaped in a heart, clearly hand-baked by Navia herself. “A macaron for you, mademoiselle? I spent all morning perfecting its shape.” 

“Oh, how thoughtful of you,” you reached over to take it, but Navia suddenly pulled her hand back and placed the macaron on top of her breasts.

“Come and eat it my love,” she purred, beckoning you over with a seductive finger. She seemed to be enjoying teasing you with her state of undress, pushing the macaron a bit further into her cleavage. You felt your mouth water a bit at the sight, realizing that Navia was tempting you to eat something off her body. “A-Are you sure?” You asked hesitantly, eying the way the macaron crumbled slightly.

“Oh for Archon’s sake, c’mere you…” Navia giggled and grabbed your hand, pulling you in so that you were seated on her lap. Your face planted into her breasts, a small “oof!” leaving your lips before you gazed up at your wife. Navia was smiling down at you, her hand coming up against the back of your head and guiding your lips to the macaron. “Eat.” She commanded softly, watching in pleasure as your lips wrapped around the macaron and began chewing. 

“Good girl, Mon Amour,” she praised, her eyes going half lidded in pleasure before she reached over your body to grab something. Your ears picked up at the sound of something metal shaking, before you saw Navia holding up a can of whipped cream. “I know one measly macaron is not enough to satisfy your sweet tooth, so why don’t we top it off with some cream, hmm?” The sound of cream coming out could be heard as Navia squirts a small line of it across her thigh. She shivers at the cold sensation, but seems quite excited to try something new with you. “You don’t mind eating off me, do you my love?”

“No, not at all…” Navia pulled you in for a kiss, briefly tasting the sweetness of the macaron you just devoured before pushing you down. “That's what I figured.” 

You took your place in between the President’s legs, ready to devour your special Valentine’s Day dessert. 

FURINA

“H-Haah! Don’t come inside yet!”

“Furina?”

“Just stay out there!” 

You heard a few more thumps within your shared apartment with Furina, wondering what in the world she must be doing in there. You heard another particularly loud crash that caused you to flinch, worriedly knocking on the door. “Furina? Are you okay, I’m coming in!”

“No—!” 

You twisted the doorknob and pushed it open without haste, your eyes landing on the absolute mess your living room was in. Aside from the fallen bouquet of flowers and various condom packets scattered about, right dang smack in the middle of it all; was your wife all tangled up in some pink lace and upside down on the edge of the couch. Clearly, showing you that she had fumbled. 

“…H-Happy Valentine’s Day, my love,” Furina murmured pathetically, smiling up at you as the bow tie on her head began to slide off. 

“…Oh, Furina.” Your heart practically exploded at the sight, noting that she had tried her hardest to make today extra special for you. “Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.”

You dropped your bag and closed the door, walking over to your wife to help her up. Her arms and legs were tangled together from a comically long strand of lace, not even doing its job of covering her bits as her tits and cock were just out and about. “I’m sorry…I think I used too much lace…” Furina mumbled, sitting upright with her hair all over her face. 

“Don’t worry about it,” you chuckled, brushing a few locs of hair away from her eyes, “You look very sexy right now.”

“Really?”

“Nah.” 

Furina pouted and puffed up like a hamster. She would swat at you if she could, if not for the fact that her hands were bound together by the lace. “…Help me out dear?” She asks softly, swallowing her pride and looking up at you pleadingly. You couldn’t resist her big, watery eyes, so you sighed and went to grab a pair of scissors from the kitchen. You came back and began snipping Furina free, watching as she regained movement of her limbs. 

“Much better…” Furina sighs, stretching out her arms to regain circulation. “Sorry you had to do that, I wanted to do something much more sexy for you…” She frowned and looked down at her lap, disappointed after everything. “Well, I wouldn’t say it was an unwelcome surprise. After all, I do get to have you all to myself still,” you trailed your finger down from her chest, all the way down to her semi-erect cock. It was cute how despite everything, Furina was still adorably hard. “What’s this? Maybe you were tied up in the cold for too long.” 

Furina yelped when she felt your warm hand enclose around her length, her body shuddering when you grasped it. “M-My dear…you tease me too much…” 

Nevertheless, she was blushing incredibly hard and her dick was starting to stiffen up even more. You smirked and pumped your hand a little harder against the shaft, feeling the tiniest bit of precum dribble down your hand. Furina gasped and let out a whine, her head falling back in pleasure. “My dear, can you grab one of the condoms? I fear I can’t take it anymore…”

You laughed and snagged one of the packets off the table, ripping a piece off before stopping upon closer examination. 

“…Furina, these are XL condoms.”

“Oh for the love of—!” She grit her teeth and pouted in frustration, her cock twitching angrily in your hand. “Are you serious?” 

“Oh, don’t get too upset,” you hummed, tossing the packet away and pulling her in for a kiss. “I’ll just ride you raw this time.”

“What—!” Her face turned even redder as more precum slid down her shaft. “Think of it as a Valentine’s Gift from me,” you giggled, beginning to unzip your pants while your wife just stared in awe, her cock throbbing painfully so as she allowed you to ride her without rubber for the very first time. 

LISA

You knew Lisa would be planning something extravagant for you, but she was very keen on making sure that you didn’t know what it was. She kept you waiting all day on Valentine’s Day, anxiously wondering what your wife was planning back at home. As you finally unlocked the door to your shared home, holding a bouquet of flowers to surprise your beautiful wife, you were greeted with the warm, delicious smell of dinner cooking, and Lisa wearing nothing but a Valentine’s themed apron.

“Well if it isn’t my lovely wife,” She hummed sweetly, flipping over a few veggies and smiling up at you. Though appearing innocent at first, Lisa was definitely trying to rile you up by jutting her ass out ever so slightly, the fact that she was wearing nothing but an apron just further accentuating her Goddess of a body. 

“…HAH?!” Your eyes widened and you accidentally dropped the bouquet. Lisa’s plush thighs were pressed together and pretty much tempting you to get on your knees and service her. Lisa could only chuckle behind her fingers at the sight of you so flustered. “Oh darling, close your mouth. You’ll attract flies.” 

You didn’t even realize your mouth was hanging open and quickly shut it. “Lisa…ah…” you were tempted to roam your gaze over her figure, but for some reason you felt it would be too disrespectful (even though you’ve been married for a while). Quickly, you averted your eyes. “H-Happy Valentine’s Day! I bought you flowers.” You shakily bent down towards the floor to pick up the fallen bouquet, holding it up for your wife. “They’re your favorite! Cecilia Flowers from Donna…I hope you like them.”

“Oh…” You heard your wife chuckle huskily and step closer, her hands taking the bouquet and tilting your chin up. You were forced to make eye contact with her, but that also meant you were pretty much staring at her body that was basically almost on full display with a flimsy apron covering her. “You’re so sweet my dear,” she gently pinches your cheek and leans in for a kiss, her chest pressing against yours which causes you to feel her hardened nipples against yours. Oh Barbatos you felt like you were gonna faint! 

Her lips were soft and wet as she smooched you, getting lost in the kiss as you leaned forward to cling to her more. As the kiss got more heated however, you began to feel more than just her nipples poking at you, something larger and more…excited. 

”Lisa…uhm…” 

“Hmm?” She smiled nonchalantly before looking down at the obvious tent under her apron. Not an ounce of shame on her face as she giggled. “Oh dear, it seems just seeing you has caused me to get…quite excited.” 

She licked her lips at the idea and slowly lifted up the edge of her apron, showing you her stiffie that was all red and swollen. “Can you be a dear and help me, my love? I’m afraid I’ve been hard while waiting for you to come home, but I didn’t want to touch myself when I know my wife has such a cute tongue.” 

Her hand traced your cheek, her thumb playing with the edge of your lips before pushing inward. She groaned erotically at the feeling of your tongue pushing up against her finger, imagining it lapping up against her length. 

“Ofay…” you murmured as her thumb was still gagging you. Lisa smiled and pulled her finger away, admiring the small string of saliva that coated it. “Such a good girl…” she praised, kissing you sloppily before shoving you down to your knees. 

From there, you could only gaze up at your beautiful wife as she pulled her apron up and maneuvered her cock to face you, hovering above your face like an enticing shadow. “Open up, my darling. I’ll let you have an appetizer before dinner.” 

You simply nodded and opened your lips obediently, letting Lisa moan as she slid her length down your throat. 

ARLECCHINO

You did not expect Arlecchino of all people to participate in something like this. Though she seemed quite embarrassed doing it, she was toughing it out like a champ. 

“Well? Does this satisfy you?” Arlecchino raised a brow, currently slouched over the couch with her entire body on display. The room was only accentuated with the glow of nearby candles, yet you could perfectly see your wife manspreading with her cock out and a tiny red bow wrapped around the tip. Even more impressive was how Arlecchino was trying hard not to blush at the loss of her dignity, but she loved you. She loved you a lot, and figured that the best way to spoil her wife was to give you a show. 

“…Arle,” her nickname barely left your lips as you rove your eyes over her body. Chiseled to perfection, her muscles and abs were defined in ways that left you salivating. You had seen her nude plenty of times, but in the soft light of candles and the event of Valentine’s Day happening, well…needless to say you were quite wet. “I didn’t think you’d do something like this…” 

Arlecchino scoffed and gave you a snide grin, “Am I not allowed to spoil my wife today?” She stretched her arms on either side of her, tilting her head up at you. Goddamm, if looks could fuck, you’d have orgasmed by now. “Now why are you still standing there? I’ve taken the liberty of displaying myself for you and you’re still gawking?”

“Ah— sorry Arle!”

“Sir.” 

She corrected, smirking. “Call me sir.” 

Ah, it seems that despite her initial embarrassment, she’s fallen back to her calm, dominant streak. Your knees buckled weakly as you began walking towards her. “Yes sir…”

“Stop.” She held out her hand, forcing you to pause  in your tracks. “Don’t walk, I’d much prefer to watch you crawl to me, dear.” Her voice went dangerously low as she glared you down, despite sitting and thus having to look up at you, you felt every nerve in your body force your muscles to submit. Without her having to do anything, you found yourself on your hands and knees in front of her, crawling on the floors like a dog towards your master. 

“Hm, so you follow commands well. I am quite pleased by my wife,” she tutted, one of her hands reaching down to grasp the base of her length, angling the tip so it was right in front of you. “Keep going, your treat is almost there.” 

Your tongue lolled out almost pathetically as she swung her dick in front of you. Like a pendulum, you were hypnotized, eying the ribboned tip like it really was a treat. Your wife simply chuckled at the sight, putting her hand out to rest on your head. 

“Heel.” She commanded, making you halt just inches away from her dick. “Good girl.” 

She licked the bottom of her lip while watching you, savoring the sight in her mind. You were pretty much drooling and she hadn’t even gagged you yet, knowing how much you’d slobber over her girth since she was bigger than most. “Condom on or off?”

“Off, please sir…” you murmured softly, barely able to contain yourself. 

“Well, I thought so anyway. I didn’t buy any in the first place,” she chuckled, gently patting your cheek. “I know my wife pretty well, huh?” 

Finally, her fingers went to the loop of the ribbon around her dick and tugged it off. As it slid undone, she pushed her fat tip towards your waiting lips, gently tapping it to get you to open. 

“Open up, pretty one. I have lots more activities planned for you after this.”

You nodded excitedly and parted your lips, allowing her to shove her cock in with a grunt. 

[angelic--kitty]

i fear we moved on from xilonen too fast.... the idea of her trying to court an oblivious kitty!reader.

maybe she brings you home things she's hunted as a display of courtship, while you're too domesticated to understand. you wrinkle your nose, and of course you thank her. but before her pride can swell, you're politely asking her to take it outside.

next, she builds you a nest, hoping you'll lay in it and smell like her. but you only seem to like your bed. how annoying!

she'll try to put on displays of strength and skill, carrying you up to nap in the trees with her. only for you to wail that it's too high up. as if she wouldn't hold you and keep you safe the entire time.

all along, you like xilonen very much. and you can't help but wonder why she's acting so strange lately. and what's with all these wild cat behaviors?

it only confuses you, and makes you hope she'll go back to normal soon so you can finally confess to her without your blankets on the floor or her dragging you up 30 feet in the air.

[mishenka-writing-corner]

𝄞 I DON'T CARE ABOUT FOREVER, I JUST WANT IT TONIGHT ! ! !

Synopsis: Quick fucks with the Genshin girlies. Characters: Mavuika, Xilonen, Navia and Shenhe (separate) x Fem!Reader Content Warnings: MDNI! Strap-ons, semi-public sex, a bit of edging (mavuika), fingering, bathroom sex, nippleplay (xilonen), grinding, seven minutes in heaven, semi-drunk sex (navia), strap-ons, shenhe's first time (shenhe), pet names, quickies, sloppy makeout sessions Word Count: 2.0K A/N: Took criminally long to finish this one. Shame on me

[ Mavuika ]

“You sure you can make this work?”

You lifted your head to meet with Mavuika’s fiery gaze as the plumes of her matching hair fell around you like curtains. You writhed about, trying to lie comfortably on the leather seat of her bike.

“Relax, little flame. I’ve done this plenty of times before.”

She hummed a tune as she pulled down her tight black jeans, hands fumbling past your line of sight as she secured something to her crotch. When she reemerged in the pale light provided by the full moon, an impressive strap-on greeted you. Instinctively, you pressed your thighs together, warmth pooling in your core. She laughed at this, a booming sound that exploded like fireworks.

“Would you look at that? Someone’s excited.” She purred, fingers trailing up your thighs to press against the damp spot forming in the middle of your panties. You squirmed beneath her, hands grasping at the back of her leather jacket.

“Mavuika! Just get it inside already!”

You faced away from her instinctively, flustered and undeniably needy, already humiliated enough by having your resolve crumble so easily. But the motorcycle ride she had treated you to just now had gotten you all worked up. The sensation of nuzzling your face in her bushy hair, running your hands up and down her sides… not to mention the occasional bump in the road that sent vibrations straight to your core.

A gentle hand tilted your chin. Mavuika’s fiery gaze held yours captive as her hands worked to make you relax. Massaging your shoulders, rubbing circles on your hip, occasionally squeezing your ass…

“Patience, my little firecracker. I want to take my time with you. And you’ll take what you can, mhm?”

She slipped your panties down. You shivered the moment the cool night air brushed past your exposed cunt. But you could only nod.

With a pleased hum, Mavuika slid her middle finger across your slit, reveling in the sight of you writhing and whimpering. But she didn’t keep you pining for long as she positioned herself in front of you, the bulbous tip of her makeshift shaft aligned with your core.

“Steady now.” She whispered, the only warning before the tip found your entrance. She rolled her hips slowly, carefully bullying it past the tight ring of muscle. Chewing on your bottom lip and leaving crescents on the back of her neck, you lifted your hips to meet hers, to just sheathe her fully inside already, a string of mumbled curses falling from her lips.

She went still after she got all the way in, drinking in the vision of you flushed and panting, thighs pushed wide open to accommodate her. With teary eyes, you set your own rhythm, urging her to start fucking you properly.

“That’s it, baby.” She huffed, leaning down to press a kiss to each of your eyelids. “Is that how you want me to fuck you? Greedy girl… I’ll show you how it’s done.”

[ Xilonen ]

“So… Chappell Roan, huh?”

You lowered your head as roses blossomed on your cheeks, nodding shyly.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The DJ regarded you with a raised eyebrow, feline-like eyes undressing you amidst the colourful club lights. She puffed out her watermelon-flavoured bubblegum, letting it burst around her lips before licking it up once more. She tapped her cheetah-print nails on her setup before her hands drifted to tilt the record.

“Gotcha.” She purred.

As per your request, the next song that boomed through the speakers was Femininomenon, the bass booming within the very walls enclosing you. To your blissful adrenaline-fueled ignorance, a certain pair of emerald eyes followed your blurry figure as you swayed from side to side, limbs tangled and lips parted as you lost yourself in the haze of the party.

When you slipped away to the bathroom, lip gloss smudged and in dire need of a fresh layer, you were stunned to find the busty DJ hunched over the sink, meticulously drawing a sharp line over her eyelid, back arched and ripped denim shorts riding up her thighs. Your wide-eyed reflection met hers in the mirror. She popped her lips once more.

“Hey, you. Tell you what… can you hold onto my gum for a sec?”

How could your enamoured ass ever refuse?

You gingerly chewed on it, the watermelon flavour long gone, but hers was practically infused within it. You could only watch entranced as she tugged down her deep V-line crop top and fixed her bra straps, revealing a strip of untanned creamy skin beneath.

“You got good taste, y’know?” She mused, gaze never leaving her reflection.

You nodded mindlessly, forming a bubble before letting it burst over your lips.

“Yeah… so do you.”

The cheetah turned to face you, lips curled in a sly smile. She flicked her wrist, colourful bracelets sliding down her arm.

“Smooth. Want another taste?”

Your enamoured ass would never refuse.

Your knees buckled as she leaned forward for a proper kiss, all tongue and canines and washed out watermelons. She crowded you in one of the stalls, sweaty back pressed flat against the cold tiled wall. Her tongue flicked out to trace the outline of your collarbones before her hands were guiding yours.

“Right there, kitty… that’s it. Keep doing that.”

You dared not open your eyes as your fingers pulled down the zipper of her shorts before being met with warm flesh and lace. After briefly mapping out her contours, you got to work. You gently dipped your fingernails between her moist folds, a trimmed patch of hair tickling your palm. Her muffled groan cast a wave of vibrations on your neck, teeth closing around where you knew a lovebite was sure to remain.

“A-ah! It’s…”

A choked whimper escaped your glistening lips the moment you felt her fingers cupping the weight of your breast before pinching your nipple.

“You like that? Mhm, of course you do. Keep going, won’t you? Let’s see if you can finger-fuck with rhythm.”

[ Navia ]

“Heyyyy! Don’t be shy now. You knew what you were getting into, didn’t ya?”

“Ah! Navia, it’s too cramped in here!”

“Sooo? All the better, ma belle.”

You sucked in a sharp gasp as you were slotted between the wall and a stack of boxes, thighs splayed wide open for Navia to stand between. Her drunken giggles rang like bells, but you could tell she was still every bit domineering as she always was.

Being roped into a game of seven minutes in heaven along with the campus’ queen bee was a hopeless teen’s cheesy fantasy, yet here you were living it. Your eyes desperately tried to adjust in the darkness as layer after layer of fabric were peeled away from your body.

Navia’s manicured nails waltzed across your torso before slipping behind your back, deftly undoing the clasp of your bra. Your breasts spilled pliantly in her waiting hands, earning a satisfied hum from her.

“Navia… I’m getting cold.”

“Ah! Where are my manners? Here you go, ma chérie.”

The comforting weight of her college jacket fell on your shoulders, her rose perfume seeping into your very being. You nuzzled into it before slumping forward to rest your head on her shoulder. Peppered kisses fell on the crown of your head like raindrops, digits probing and poking every single inch of you. You could only picture the lustful glint in her ocean eyes, the stray golden curls framing her face, the pearly whites revealed by every dumb smile of hers.

“Ngh! Navia!” You managed a strangled whimper as her dainty fingers trailed down the valley between your breasts before teasingly pinching your nipples. You were met with drunken giggles again.

“Quite the talker, aren’t ya? That makes two of us!”

In the comforting dark, she guided your hand between her legs, flesh against denim. When the palm of your hand found her core, she rocked against you insistently, moaning melodically in your ear.

“Ah… just like that, belle.”

Feeling partially useless, your other hand found the back of her head. After slithering amongst golden curls for a bit, your fingers closed around them, effectively fisting a handful of her hair. This earned a pleasantly surprised gasp and an amused laugh out of her.

“Ohhhh… so you do know how to play ball. I like you even more now.”

You batted your eyelashes at her, all faux innocence and raw need- not that she could see it. “Think I can make you come first?” You chirped.

She threw her head back and laughed. Really laughed. “Betting on it? Talk about a team player…”

Her hand trailed away from your chest- leaving stiffened nipples in its wake- and found the doorknob instead. With a delicate flick of her wrist, she turned the lock. You went still, realizing you were locked in with her for good.

“I thought we only had seven minutes.”

“Just seven? Ma chérie, I need all the time I can get with you. So you better put those hands of yours to good use.”

[ Shenhe ]

When your eerily quiet roommate confided in you about her lack of experience, you generously offered to show her the ropes. What you didn’t expect is that you’d be the one getting your whole world rocked instead.

The first round was relatively smooth as you took your time scissoring Shenhe. But when she took it upon herself to try out your strap, you were both shocked to discover the beast that laid dormant within her.

“Ah! A little slower please…”

You gasped as you nuzzled into the pillow, fingers clenching and unclenching the sheets. You had been biting your bottom lip so hard you feared you’d draw blood. And everything below your waistline was beyond numb.

“My apologies. Is this better?” She spoke in a voice too dull for the occasion as she slowed the roll of her hips.

You nodded before throwing your head back, eyes glazed over. And to think you had been so cocky earlier... It was almost as though Shenhe wanted to put you in your place. The worst part? She didn’t have the slightest idea of the effect she had on you.

“Y-you know… you’re doing really well for your first time.”

“I am?” She asked innocently, cloudy eyes surveying your expression of pure bliss along with a curt thrust deeper.

“Oh! Y-yes, God!” You cried out, arching your back even more. A brief glance between your parted thighs revealed a mouth-watering sight; your strap-on, now secured to Shenhe’s crotch, diving in and out of your pussy, glistening folds swallowing the tip over and over again. The way she had her knees planted on either side of you while her powerful arms held you down by the hips was reason enough to come right then and there.

Hesitantly, curiously almost, Shenhe reached for your face. She gently cupped your chin, tilting your head to face her. For a moment, the world stopped spinning, just your gaze held captive by hers. That was her attempt at intimacy. And you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your heart flutter.

She leaned down for a brief kiss. No tongue or teeth, just plush lips colliding against each other. Per the etiquette you had taught her, she let her eyelids fall shut. But the kiss lasted nowhere near “enough”. You were left wanting more from someone who was supposed to be learning from you, her mentor of sorts.

Finally, when Shenhe angled herself just right to hit your G-spot rapidly, a cry of ecstasy tore through you as you squirted all over the invading tool. Your vision flashed white as your body instinctively rode out the remaining waves of pleasure.

Before you dared open your eyes, Shenhe’s cold breath ghosted over your ear, her words a tentative whisper. “Seeing you come undone like that… It felt good. Let me do it again.”

[prosperiitas]

CUDDLE HCs. — The cuddling habits of some Genshin Impact characters.

( various & reader ) 1.5k-ish words ノ fluff, platonic part 2 of this post!

author's thoughts ✧ third post of 2026 💪 slay! i'm super busy these days so i unfortunately can't post as much as i did back when i was @.idyllic-affections. i was in high school then, but now i'm working and in college... isn't that crazy? time flies. still a genshin fan though. unfortunately. /silly anyways. it's all women in the post this time. not what i intended but... LMAO. loveeeee genshin women sm <3 heart divider is by @.cafekitsune!

Mavuika is, naturally, very busy—she doesn't get much time to herself, let alone time to spend with her loved ones. She does her best to make time. It helps that Mavuika is still human; she still needs to rest. Thus, she came up with a solution to never having much time to spend with you: sharing a bed at night. She always has a space next to her designated for none other than you, and it's well known by everyone that you are permitted to come and go from her space as you please. With that said, Mavuika is among the best cuddlers on Teyvat. Her skin emanates a permanent warmth as a consequence of her role as the Pyro Archon and her arms are secure as a consequence of her long term claymore usage. Sometimes she'll talk to you until you fall asleep against her side, the rumbling of her voice resonating from within her ribs and echoing within yours. Other times, she'll still be doing something into the late hours of the night—finishing off a painting, solving the newest puzzle on the market, et cetera. In these instances, she ensures she's sitting somewhere comfortable, and lets you fall asleep with your head in her lap. It's the safest place in the world, really.

Xilonen is a chronic napper. Despite how busy she always is, she would never pass up the opportunity to take a good nap under the afternoon sun. This much, everyone is well aware of. That said, she is more than happy to let you join her… so long as you don't kick or thrash in your sleep. Much like Mavuika, Xilonen is incredibly warm, and she is oddly soft save for the pieces of her outfit that might poke you in the side if you lay wrong. Overall, cuddling with Xilonen is hardly any different than sleeping in a comfortable bed despite the fact that she tends to fall asleep anywhere, be that in a tree or on a sunny patch of grass. The two of you are quite likely to end up with your limbs all tangled, pressed against one another securely with little intention of separating. If you so much as try to leave, Xilonen will usually just clutch you tighter in her unconsciousness. Additionally, her tail tends to sneak its way around your waist or leg, even though Xilonen seems entirely unaware of the fact that it happens. Her chest also, strangely, seems to rumble a soothing hum when she's curled up asleep with you…

Lauma is never opposed to holding you. She enjoys her time to herself, of course, but… Well. She's a woman known for her strength and guiding kindness, both as fierce and as gentle as a ray of moonlight—naturally, if someone dear to her wants to be held or just wants to be close in their most vulnerable state, why would she ever say no? It's simply beyond her to deny you something so simple and so sweet. Her hands are always gentle (though, they are a little rough due to the abundance of scars littering her palms) when they hold you, calmly stroking the hair out of your face and rubbing your back until you drift off in her arms. She'll listen intently if you want to talk until you nod off. Of course she will. However, she typically won't talk much herself, especially if you're inquiring about the things that trouble her in hushed whispers when the two of you are curled up together. She'll open up slowly, but it takes time and patience. Aside from that, she's always extremely conscious of herself to ensure that she doesn't bump you with her antlers. The last thing she wants is to hurt you, even if it's only a little bit. That said, she might bump you a bit when she begins to drift off herself, but it's easy to ignore when she looks so at peace next to you.

Columbina thinks the idea is endearing. You want to be that close to her in your most vulnerable of states? The inherent trust required for such a thing is… sweet. It's the sort of intimacy she never really got with the Fatui or with the Frostmoon Scions way back when she left Nod-Krai in the first place. She herself is one to sleep when she needs to regain energy, so she doesn't mind too much if you'd like to join her once the two of you are closer. She'll lay her head on your shoulder and drift off to the sound of your breathing or your voice. She likes to hear you talk, whether it's about your experiences or simply your day. She wants to hear your thoughts and opinions and ideas… which really isn't very conducive to sleep, but it's alright. She doesn't mind if it turns into an engaged conversation instead of a nap like it was originally meant to be. Sometimes, she prefers to simply sit under the cool moonlight and guide your head into her lap, singing you to sleep as she threads her nimble fingers through your hair and pulls the tangles apart gently. She might tell you stories upon occasion, too. She's interestingly vocal, for such a mysterious person.

Dehya is more used to guarding you in your sleep than she is actually cuddling with you. It's her job, after all. That said, Dehya definitely isn't opposed. She's merely a bit more on edge than the average person since her entire career revolves around protecting her clients. You aren't a client, however. Perhaps that just makes her want to protect you even more. You're one of her loved ones—not someone who hired her as a bodyguard. Your bond with her extends so far beyond the simple "bond" between a guard and that which they are meant to protect. Dehya compromises to the best of her ability: she lets you curl up against her side while she stays alert, precise gaze piercing the night so that you may rest undisturbed. She's very warm, so the frigid cold of the night doesn't so much as graze your skin, and one of her arms is always secured over or around you. She tends to subconsciously but gently nevertheless drag her nails across your back.

Sandrone scoffs when you bring up the idea. She actually scoffs. Why would she—ugh—cuddle with you?! Gross. She doesn't even need to sleep, so why would she waste her time doing something like that? She has so many better things to do! What a ridiculous idea. Of course, she doesn't address the fact that she lets you stay in her general vicinity as long as you'd like and as often as you'd like. Naturally, she doesn't address the fact that she's recently added a small, very comfortable and quite expensive sofa in her offices and labs for you to lounge and nap upon whenever you'd like. She certainly will not be addressing the fact that she's taken to making soothing blends of tea when you show up looking tired, either… but the fact of the matter remains that she has indeed done all of these things. She still won't cuddle with you, but she's created a soothing and safe space for you to fall asleep in. She tends to quietly observe you when you sleep, watching the rise and fall of your chest with such intention and dedication that she must not get caught under any circumstance, lest one of her subordinates think that she's gone soft. Every now and then, she'll even sit next to you, letting her fingertips ghost over your temple before withdrawing. It's almost like you're the most precious thing on Teyvat to Sandrone, but that's… ridiculous. Obviously. Don't let the fact that you have a Fatui Harbinger on your side go to your head.

Xianyun, otherwise known as Cloud Retainer, is actually quite used to the idea. She has raised and nurtured many different disciples, after all. Some were clingy while others were less so. Therefore, it wouldn't be the first time someone has made such a request of her. She'll gladly indulge you. That said, be mindful—Xianyun is a talker. She'll speak to you about anything and everything, and usually it'll be about mechanics or something different that you have little grasp upon. Her voice is quite calming, however, and after so many years, she's learned to keep her voice a little soft and quiet as to not disturb you in your rest. In her adeptus form, she likes to tuck you under her wing while you rest, curled into her feathers. In her more human form, she doesn't mind keeping you pressed against her chest or her side. Whatever you prefer. Sometimes she'll meditate while you sleep. Other times, she'll fiddle with her newest project as long as her hands are free, sparing the occasional glance at your sleeping face. Other sorts of worldly attachments, as she calls them, are not her greatest concern… but her bonds are special. Sacred. You, her daughters, her disciples—she would spare no effort to guarantee the joy and peace of those she loves. If sleeping against her brings you comfort, so be it. She doesn't mind.

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