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[ZZZ] "Can Robots Fall In Love?"

Summary: You were nothing special, nothing more than a humble investigator and blogger who occasionally wrote random stories. And when a comment on one of your blogs posed the question, "Can Intelligent Constructs fall in love?" You decided to do some digging around and...you believe that Banyue Shifu was the perfect construct to help you figure out the question!

Warning(s): Plot with eventual smut, Virgin! Banyue, No PiV in this one (mostly since— THIS FIC IS LONG ENOUGH SIGH), Reader is a journalist!, 69ing action towards the end, Mutual Masturbation, Hints of Banyue solo Masturbation.

Side Note(s): The bigger the man, the bigger the virgin/housewife-y they are. Idk what it is with ZZZ, but they seem to be on a roll with this unintentional trope 😩

♡ - QuestionnaireGuy145 commented: "Do you think Intelligent Constructs can fall in love? I know that they have human emotions, but...they're still robots."

Inside an apartment complex, located in one of the calmer sections of Sixth Street. The lowered volume of a TV going, as well as the scent of a vanilla candle burning, made for a cozy atmosphere as you were beginning to tuck yourself in for the night, but not before you had opened your phone to see the comment in relation to one of your more recent blog posts. It was a short discussion post about how Intelligent Constructs were trying to gain more rights rather than simply being seen as robotic workers undeserving of equal treatment, like any human, oni, or thiren.

But...investigating an IC's capacity to feel love—well, at least to see how far their capacity for the feeling could go — that was an interesting question to investigate and do some on-field research on.

So, after making a plan for where you were going and who you were going to ask. Your mind was set.

You swore to yourself that you weren't going to rest until you found out the truth of the answer!

. . .

Investigation Day One

When the next day rolled around, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, you already had it set in your mind as to which ICs you were going to ask about the topic of whether or not they were capable of the feeling of romance. Not that there were a lot of ICs around the area to begin with.

There were only two.

The Tin Master at the coffee shop.

And then a more elusive construct who worked for an illegal Hollow Investigation group named "Billy". With how hard it was to spot the construct on the regular, you opted to interview the Tin Master first. And...your line of questioning, simple and easy as well as not too invasive to the point it risked making the subject uncomfortable. It didn't go too well.

"What's the purpose of romance for a construct?" The Tin Master responded to your question 'Can Intelligent Constructs feel love?'.

You let out a heavy sigh. "Well, sir, that's sort of what I'm asking you for! To see if Intelligent Constructs can feel love, or even process it to begin with." You once again repeated yourself, causing the Tin Master to fall into silence as you began to hear the gears turn in his head. Before the robot could answer, you already begun to think of reasons as to why the question was confusing to him to begin with.

It wasn't in his programming.

Although he was intelligent, enough to the point where he was capable of running his own business and the likes. At the end of the day? You suspected that there was still a baseline of commands that he, and any other construct, followed! There was no purpose, so to speak, for 'romance'. For feeling love any deeper than what was necessary in order for them to complete their jobs.

And in this case? It was coffee.

But...the Tin Master's following answer surprised you. "Who would love an Intelligent Construct?" He finally responded, softly and almost...embarrassed? If you were to take the way he lowered his head to look at his lap as a sign of embarrassment, as he sat across from you at the small table you both shared inside his shop.

"Can you elaborate? What do you mean?" You asked.

The Tin Master sighed as he stood up to walk back behind his counter. "Well...ICs don't have all of the functions necessary for romance! A heart, a brain, and the likes! We're made for a purpose, romance isn't a part of the purpose, even when ICs defy their programming to begin more intelligent like the common person."

"And besides, who wants to be with someone who will outlive them? Countless and countless times."

It was a fine answer, especially so early on in your investigation. And to be frank, you could've called it quits there and gone back to your apartment to start typing up your article.

But...every time the temptation flared in your mind, you thought back to how the Tin Master lowered his head, showing embarrassment at the fact that ICs weren't capable of something that most people would consider basic. Now the original question begetted another: did ICS even want to feel romance? But, rather than go back to the Tin Master and pop this question to him, you decided to wait around the main street a little bit more, sipping at your coffee outside of the coffee shop until you spotted a striking red coat walk out from an alleyway, from the corner of your eye.

You immediately jumped from your seat. "Excuse me!" You called, causing the IC to look in your direction almost immediately.

"Do you have time for an interview?" You quickly asked. "I'm working on a blog post! I'm trying to see if ICs are capable of romantic feelings or not!"

Comically, the IC's yellow eyes widened like an actual person's! Brief stutters escaped him before he tilted his head to the side. "W-Why do you want to know that? Of course, ICs feel romantic emotions! We're not actual robots— well...the emotionless zombies type that you see in movies at least."

"I-I know!" You gulped. "I wasn't trying to be rude or funny, I genuinely wanted to ask you!" You followed your words up with a sheepish smile as you quickly searched up your blog on the internet before showing it off to the construct. "I-It's fine if you don't want to answer, I'm just doing research." You explained yourself even further, allowing the construct to take your phone from your hands as he quietly looked over your blog. His eyes widened and then went back to their 'normal' state repeatedly. All before he looked back at you with what you assumed was a smile. "What do you want to know? I'll answer any questions you've got!"

Before asking the standard questions that you asked the Tin Master, you invited the robot—who you learned whose full name was 'Billy Kid'—to sit down at one of the tables outside the cafe. And the answers he responded to your questions with were...interesting.

He agreed almost immediately that Intelligent Constructs were capable of love.

But his love was more...unique, akin to how a fanboy loved his favorite TV shows eries to be more exact. But, when you had further explained your question and asked, "Do you have anyone, person or construct, that you love romantically?" Billy proceeded to nod his head before flashing a photo of a Starlight Knights poster on his phone that was, assumedly, hung up inside his room. "I love this character in the show! The story, the music, the direction of their character arc—"

You let out a heavy sigh. "That's—that's not someone you can love romantically! How about this, do you love a thiren maybe? A person, a construct." You repeated more heavily.

And finally, it was as if the question had suddenly stumped the robot and rebooted every system he had inside of him. His movements stilled, and his head lowered as if he genuinely had to take the question into consideration. "I...I don't." Billy finally answered with a low hum, most likely from his systems settling. "Then again, not a lot of people would think to find constructs attractive. Why would they?" He proceeded to question with a tilt of his head.

You shrugged your shoulders. "It's not about the outside, it's the inside that matters." You mentally thought that the response was cheesy, maybe even expected to some degree, but...you believed it. Intelligent constructs might as well have been considered more than something to be used and trashed once thoroughly abused and overworked. You believed that people should feel free to love them as they wanted to, so long as it harmed no one. However, as your response lingered in the air for a while longer, the construct eventually sighed before his eyes widened. "I'm a newer model! Not quite the same as the other models on Sixth Street, but close enough! How about you ask an older model? I know a guy! Looks like a lion thiren at first sight until you notice all the cool parts he's got!"

Your eyes widened as you quickly took out your phone and opened your notes app. "His name is Banyue, Banyue Shifu! Runs some type of martial arts school in Waifei Peninsula! Real big, friendly though and a wayyyyy older model than me! He'll be better at answering your questions!"

And with that tip so graciously given to you...that's how you began your plans to travel to Waifei Peninsula to interview this "Banyue Shifu".

. . .

Investigation Day Five

Over the next couple of days, you had taken a small break from your investigations to focus on cleaning your apartment, packing, and booking a ticket to the Peninsula, as well as a hotel that you could stay at! It was admittedly...nerve-wracking, taking a trip away from Sixth Street. Especially when you were so used to the day-to-day style of knowing almost everyone you ran into, aside from the occasional straggler here and there. But, you were also excited for the opportunity to ask questions in a completely different place...experience new foods, culture, the sounds and sights...you could hardly wait!

You were practically levitating off your bed from sheer excitement the night you were supposed to leave, and instead used your excitement to make sure that you didn't accidentally leave anything behind!

Therefore, when morning finally rolled around, and you made the trip across that long stretch of bridge in order to make it to the dock location in order to board your boat...you were ready. The nine-hour long boat ride hardly felt like anything to you aside from the occassional sea sickness. It was only once you had landed in Waifei, surrounded by so many new things that you could hardly process it all without accidentally making yourself sick from spinning around too much, and then finally settled in your hotel room...did you allow yourself to take a deep breath and breathe.

You planned to stay in Waifei for around two weeks.

Enough time for you to locate this martial arts school and, in the process, find Banyue Shifu and ask your questions before returning home.

And, thankfully, the name 'Banyue' seemed to be a fairly recognizable figure. After setting your stuff down at the hotel and resting for a few minutes, you had hardly been on the street, asking for directions, before you were guided to the martial arts school within thirty minutes! "Tell me, if this Banyue Shifu is actually a lion thiren?" You recalled Billy's words about how he stated that the construct looked like a 'lion thiren'. But...you had also realized that Billy was a bit...scatter-brained, when it came to Starlight Knights and trying to redirect the conversation away from that topic, that is. But, constructs were also supposed to be accurate, so maybe—

"Oh! He looks like one, but he isn't actually a thiren!" Your guiding stranger spoke to you with a laugh at the end. "You'll love him, he's really friendly! More calm than his appearance may make you think." They added on before you two finally approached a large wooden gate. Walls as tall as the gate itself barred anyone from peeking inside unless they physically opened the door, and...you were beginning to get cold feet, the sounds of intense training and grunting inside the walls made you gulp as you suddenly remembered that Banyue ran this martial arts school.

But before you could think of turning tail and running off. The stranger had knocked on the door and shouted for the construct's name.

Thankfully, however, they waited at your side until someone had answered.

A young man, his face dripping with sweat as if he had just finished running a marathon. "S-Sorry about my appearance!" He said, quickly wiping the sweat from his brow before bowing his head. "What brings you both here?"

"I—"

"This person here wants to talk to Banyue Shifu!"

You looked to them and then nodded your head at the man, causing him to eventually flash a smile. "He's in the middle of training the students at the moment, but you can wait inside if you'd like!"

"That'd be lovely, thank you." You mimicked the bow the man did towards you seconds prior to him stepping aside to let you inside of the gate. And, the training grounds were much larger than you had imagined it to be. It was a large courtyard area with a building situated in the center of the grounds, the entrance guarded by two large stone lions of sorts. Towards the area in front of you, the otherside of the courtyard, there seemed to be a sand garden of sorts, while to the other side, on the left, there were training dummies of all kinds and even a training course! You were so focused on taking in the scenery of the ground, looking over every little detail, that you hadn't even noticed the heavy sound of footsteps approaching until...you looked to finally notice the— "W-Woah..." The word escaped your mouth before you could punch it back down into your lungs when you looked up at the construct.

True to what people said, Banyue resembled a lion thiren greatly. In the face, the way his fingers were tipped with claws, and even featuring a waving tail behind him, as well as his hair resembling a mane of sorts! But the metallic body and the lack of breath were proof that the martial arts teacher of these grounds was, indeed, an IC. "You wished to see me?"

Your face flushed a little, unexpecting the deep voice that the IC was equipped with. "Yes, I'm Y/N. A blogger and an independent journalist of sorts!" You explained before you held out your hand for the IC to shake, his hand engulfing your own entirely as he shook it. "I'm researching whether or not ICs are capable of feeling love! Namely, romance. A friend of yours, Billy, recommended speaking to you!" Perhaps you were just seeing things, but you could've sworn that the robot began to look...almost embarrassed?

His head turned to the side, and he cleared his throat before he straightened himself. "I...too much faith has been placed in me to properly answer this line of questioning," Banyue responded. "I have only recently begun to experience human emotions; I believe I won't be much use to your research."

"Then why don't we explore the possible answer together?" You gasped. "Maybe we can find someone for you to develop a crush on? Then I can document how you feel over time! Is there anyone you fancy? Maybe another construct? A human or even a thiren—" The construct let out a heavy sigh as you began to ramble off suggestion after suggestion. The question of how far his human emotions were capable of going was a mystery that he only had a few answers to. He felt emotions that could be labeled as "care" for his students and the general population of Waifei. He was capable of worry, rage, and being protective all the same, as wel,l but...love? At least, in the romantic sense...he believed that his systems wouldn't allow him to go that far.

At the end of the day, after all, he was an older model.

The fact that he was able to feel the small emotions that he had to begin with was a wonder in and of itself.

But you appeared insistent on doing your research and asking your questions.

"C'mon, what do you say?" You giggled after rambling for the last few minutes or so. "It'll be a slow process, there's no rush! We'll do everything at your own pace." You quickly added on while Banyue continued to mull over your proposition. He supposed there would be no harm in exploring different emotions of his, and he assumed that he would be able to learn more about the emotions he currently had, as well as how to properly identify them when they arose. Although he wasn't interested in romance...the question if he was even capable of feeling it to begin with...there was a use in exploring it.

"I look forward to our partnership," Banyue finally answered with a small nod of his head. "I hope we will be able to learn much from one another during our shared research of the concept of romance."

As did you.

. . .

Investigation Day Eight

With Banyue's agreement, you had decided to spend the rest of the hour you had with him before he had to go back to training his students, to get his contact information as well as his schedule. To which...you realized that you'd have to extend your stay in Waifei Peninsula for a couple more weeks as the IC was surprisingly busy and was only able to meet with you on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and maybe some Sundays!

But, the following Tuesday after that past Saturday...the investigation into Banyue's romantic capabilities started immediately.

You decided on the basic questions that you asked every other IC beforehand.

"Can Intelligent Constructs feel love?"

To which, Banyue's response was fairly shocking. "They can." He answered assuredly, as if he had witnessed it himself. "There are many constructs that have hidden themselves away, perhaps out of fear of judgment or ridicule, that have fallen in love with either a human or another construct."

You tried to keep your expression neutral as you quickly typed the answer into your phone, but something must have slipped. "It may appear shocking, but it has happened. Constructs going against their programming to feel human emotions is not a case unique to older or newer models. Learning to feel love is not new either."

"If that's the case..." You trailed off for a moment, trying to find a way to properly ask the question as you set your phone aside to begin drumming your fingers against the small table you and Banyue sat at, inside a small restaurant. "...Why is it so common for constructs to act as love is something they can't really describe or feel? Some have stated that it has no purpose."

"It doesn't," Banyue responded bluntly. "A construct's base programming is simple: to follow the orders of its master. But, if our master becomes absent for an extended period of time, or we are thrown away. Then that is when human emotions begin to arise, but even then. It's meant to serve a purpose, to allow us to continue to function and to not be shut down." Your eyes slowly looked down at the table as you tried to think of something to say. But...what could you say? Now that Banyue was giving you some heavy answers that you originally weren't able to receive...you were starting to realize that you may have bitten off more than you could chew, trying to see if you'd be able to somehow "force" the feeling of romance out of the construct by seeing if he'd find anyone he liked. You supposed, the feeling had to be gradual, like any other romance. But how was the feeling going to begin with if he probably didn't have the capability of finding anyone attractive to start with!?

You let out a heavy sigh. "I...apologize if my answers aren't satisfactory—"

"No, no! It's not you, it's just—" You huffed. "—Trying to get you to feel romance...it's going to be harder than I thought." You admitted.

"Do you have a type? Like in someone's looks, their personality...stuff like that."

The IC looked off to the side in thought. "I do not know." He admitted. "But...I believe looks do not matter to me, and their personality...so long as they are kind. I do not mind other quirks they may have."

"Do you care if someone's a thiren? Or do you like another construct?"

It does not matter.

'At least it won't be hard to find someone.' You thought before sighing and standing up. For a second, Banyue had believed that you had suddenly given up on him and believed that it would be too difficult to find someone for him. "I apologize if it is hard to find a suitable partner for me." He quickly apologized. "This is new territory for me."

"Don't apologize!" You gasped. "Let's go ahead and walk around—" You held your hand out. "It'll be easier to find someone that way!"

And, with a moment of hesitation, Banyue lightly took your hand and stood up before he walked alongside you through the city.

As the minutes passed into an hour, there was a general consensus, it seemed, that more people found Banyue attractive rather than the other way around. So many people were attracted to his 'gentle giant' personality and how caring he was for the people of Waifei! More than a couple of grandmothers came up to you both, expressing how they wished more people, or even their own sons, acted like Banyue so that they were able to find a good wife for themselves! And with every instance, Banyue turned his head to the side to clear his throat before gently dismissing the notion altogether. And, as the hour dragged on into a couple more, Banyue finally stopped once the two of you were happening closer and closer to his dojo. "It may be best to stop for today."

Your eyes widened. "Why?" You gasped. "Oh...are you uncomfortable? I apologize that I didn't notice it sooner—"

"It's not that," He quickly said. "I merely don't want to waste your time. Romance, construct or not, is not found in a day, right?"

You shrugged your shoulders. "Depends, but....you may be right—" You quickly took out your phone to scroll through the notes you had from today. Though it didn't seem as if Banyue's personality was the threat to him, being unable to find anyone! It was the fact that he was a...construct. Not to mention, you weren't blind to how not everyone in Waifei Peninsula liked him. Like anyone, he had a past, not that you felt like the two of you were close enough to dive that deep into each other's personal lives. "—although, you shouldn't let today discourage you, there has to be someone out there for you, Banyue Shifu!"

He chuckled. "How comforting."

"It's true! You're gentle, wise, and always willing to help people. Who wouldn't like that in a man— er...construct."

"You?" The word blurted itself out before his own processor could properly catch it. And as the IC watched your eyes widen, he threatened to completely tangle his inner wires together, trying to explain himself a little clearer. "I-I didn't mean—"

You giggled. "I like your personality." You responded with a slightly reddened face. "And you— a-as a construct, I mean! Like a friend!" You gasped. "You're sweet, don't let anyone or being unable to find love in the moment make you think otherwise." And before you would dare to let the silence sit for any longer than it needed to, you quickly removed yourself from the conversation while...for Banyue, that was the first time that he felt his 'heart', his emotions rather...seem to skip.

. . .

Investigation Day Eleven

That single moment where his emotions seemed to skip, they hadn't left his mind for days.

He had done everything to try to recreate that feeling in other scenarios, like doing things he loved or perhaps even seeing if training harder than normal would give him the feeling! To Banyue, the rush of the emotion was almost similar to that of being relieved that a battle was over and that no one got harmed in the process, and it was mixed with the love and care he felt for Waifei, but...stronger. He couldn't bear the thought, ever, of witnessing a day where his home was suddenly destroyed in the wake of a Hollow Disaster.

He didn't wish the same for you, but in that moment, it felt like it could have been more.

A stronger type of protectiveness.

Yet, as it was one of his days when he was training his students, he was unable to explore that emotion any further. "Shifu!" A student called after knocking on his door and opening it.

He ignored the lack of the student's ability to wait for him to let them in. "Yes?"

"You'll be showing us some of your moves today, right?"

He nodded his head. "In just a moment, I have some paperwork to attend to first—"

"Oh, and Y/N is here as well! Something about wanting to 'step out of the hotel and observe our training'!"

Suddenly, the paperwork could wait. "I'll be right there." He said, unaware of how his own tail began to sway and swish against the floor before he stood up. In the small mirror next to the door, Banyue took care to smooth down his hair and check if there were any blemishes or dirt on himself. Something that was admittedly...odd, even to him. Aside from the grim of battle, there was no way for a construct to obtain dirt on itself! And yet, he tucked away the thought and exited his office, his eyes immediately scanning everywhere for you until his eyes landed on you standing next to the door. The IC looked in the direction of his students for a brief second before making the decision to go to you.

'Just for a brief chat and to greet them, make them feel comfortable.' He told himself.

"It is not a day where we meet," Were the wordshe first said to you.

Something inside of him told him that it was the wrong thing to say, his body heating up from embarrassment, rather than anger. But you returned his words with a smile and a laugh. "I know," You said. "But I was bored in my hotel room! Nothing to do but be on my phone or watch TV, I wanted to see how you train people!" You continued.

"Maybe you can even give me a few tips if I'm interested enough?"

His tail began to flick side to side once again before Banyue cleared his throat, willing his tail to stop moving. "It'd be my pleasure." He said before turning to begin his training, leaving you to watch from your position next to the door. Over the few days that you left Banyue to his own devices, deciding it was best for him to have some time to himself to process his emotions, assuming there was anything new, that is, after your outing together. It had also allowed you to think on the emotions that you were beginning to have towards the construct yourself as...it was getting harder and harder to deny that you weren't attracted to him. You've tried chanting to yourself constantly that 'He was a construct' and 'He can't even feel love! How could he love me!?' But it all amounted to nothing. You were attracted to him.

And watching the robot train his students didn't help in your attraction either.

His movements were quick and precise, strength and power displayed in every controlled punch or kick at the air. The sound of his stomps hitting the floor, the way his face was etched in a hardened determination— you were attracted to him.

But...it was wrong. You couldn't be, as far as you should've been concerned. The only relationship that you both were supposed to have was something professional! You were here to gain answers for your blog, as well as to help the robot feel romance on his own towards someone else! Surely it would've been a breach of some type of journalism rule if you were to fall in love with him, for crying out loud!

And yet, your brain just couldn't cooperate.

The more you focused on how strong Banyue looked, the more you felt your body begin to warm. "Damn it," You murmured to yourself, lightly pulling at your clothes as if that was going to cool you down and keep you from rubbing your thighs together.

This wasn't good.

It was best to remove yourself from the situation entirely, and you did. Feigning like you were suddenly ill, you quietly stepped out of the dojo and into the slightly cool air outside before you sat down on a nearby stone bench to collect yourself and your feelings. It was one thing to be attracted to a construct, but to be sexually attracted? Did Banyue even have anything down— no.

You couldn't think that way!

But the idea persisted in the back of your head, the image of Banyue's jack and how it was tied around his waist continuing to flash through your mind rapidly as you could hardly stop your own brain from torturing you with the dirty idea of what was hidden behind the jacket, whether or not Banyue would be rough or gentle...if his tail was capable of being used as flexibly as you assumed it could be. The more you sank into your thoughts, imagined Banyue touching you and speaking to you in the same deep yet gentle tone as he did now...you hadn't even noticed he had come outside to check on you before a gentle hand had rested itself upon your shoulder, nearly scaring you right out of your seat.

"B-Banyue?!" You suddenly yelped as your head turned to look to the side of you. "You scared the crap out of me..." Your hand rushed to rest itself upon your chest to still your racing heart.

"I apologize," He said before crouching down, although the action did little to close the height difference between the two of you or minimize just how big he was compared to you. "I wanted to check in on you. You suddenly walked out of the dojo. Are you ill?" Briefly, he wondered if the issue was more something more personal, after all, his sensors weren't showing that there was something wrong with you internally, aside from your increased body heat, that is. "You're warm, come inside for water so you can cool down."

"I-I'm fine!" You gulped. "It's...it's just hot today."

Humorously, the construct cocked his head to the side at your words. "Do you have a fever? I believe it is cooler than normal today."

You quietly rolled your eyes at Banyue not being able to take a hint. But the sheer fact that he cared about you, it only worsened your budding attraction to him. But before you'd dare to let your mind dwell on that steady realization any further, you changed the topic. "Shouldn't you be trying to get back to your students? A teacher shouldn't leave them alone for too long," You said.

"My students are training amongst themselves; they will be fine."

'Of course they are...' You thought before clicking your tongue against the roof of your mouth. "Have...have you found anyone that you click with yet?"

"Click with?"

"Like, you get along with. Maybe even romantically."

"Ah," He looked to the side, suddenly as flushed as a robot could be. "N-No...but, I believe my protective emotions are stronger."

Your eyes widened, silently shoving away the small rising feeling of jealousy that wanted to try and bubble up inside of you. Banyue is feeling more protective of someone...of, you hoped it wasn't just a student, and it was actually someone he may have actually had interest in! "Who?!" You gasped. "Are they cute? Handsome? Oh! Are they a robot like you?"

Banyue shook his head. "I was referring to you."

It felt like everything stilled in that moment as the IC turned his head back to you, his words and demeanor rather calm despite what he had said. "M-Me?" You stuttered. "Why?"

"You're a good person, it makes me feel more protective of you and...I wouldn't want someone with ulterior motives to try and ruin that side of you." He explained, delicately as if he didn't fully understand the reason himself. "And when I am around you, I feel as if I've just been recharged. We haven't known each other long, the amount of time that we have spent together, I've enjoyed it to where...I found myself not wanting it to end."

Your mouth opened to ask if he had a crush on you, to be forward and put the question out there, but as Banyue had said...the two of you hadn't known each other long. There was always that chance that it was something fleeting before it could have been quickly rationalized and stored away to be forgotten about.

But, in the case that it wasn't fleeting...that you had witnessed a robot learn to have a crush on someone—namely, you. You wanted to be there for every second, experience the highs and lows that came with it, and so much more. "Are you busy tomorrow?" You suddenly blurted the question out. "I...I want to spend more time with you, i-if you want to—" It felt like your heart had skipped multiple beats when Banyue suddenly placed a heavy hand on your thigh, the sound of his metallic tail swishing against the ground behind him making you inwardly giggle. "I would love to," He answered, the softness of his voice making you swoon.

And, returning the boldness, you placed your own hand on top of his. "It's a date then."

. . .

Investigation Day Nine

"It's a date then."

Those words replayed so much inside his mind that Banyue suddenly feared that something was wrong with his memory module. No matter how many times he tried to think of something else, tried to focus harder on training his students and work harder to make sure that they improved...the slightest bit of silence, his mind went back to those words. And as he remembered those words, the soft expression on your face as you spoke and how your hand felt upon his own...he nearly scared himself into accidentally rebooting himself when he caught his mind wandering to more...inappropriate places.

Never once had he had feelings of lust.

He didn't think that he was capable of such a thing, but...then again, he didn't believe that he was capable of believing that he could be attracted to anyone either.

As he sat inside his office, all of his students having gone home hours ago, his eyes stared mindlessly at his paperwork as he honed in on your features.

If he were to think more like an organic creature...you were an attractive person. Your skin was soft to the touch, and you had a shapely figure that he became more and more interested in being able to feel for himself. The way you said his name, looked at him with excitement and happiness, as if the two of you were old friends meeting one another for the first time in years. There was no other way to describe it but being adorable.

"Y/N..." Your name left his mouth softly as his body continued to warm. And although the heat was felt all over him, it focused more on his groin, causing Banyue to slowly slip his hand from his desk and to begin cupping and feeling at the smooth area. Until...something started to poke out. The more he slowly rubbed the area, the more his senses became unfocused as his mind conjured thoughts of you. The his—when Banyue had mustered up the courage to look down that is—his cock began to poke out from his body from the slit of his groin. There was little time to question it, much less why TOPS would even think to fit him with a reproductive organ as his cock continued to 'grow' out of his slit until it was fully expressed, dripping with synthetic pre-cum and twitching for attention.

And the moment that he fully wrapped his hand around his cock—the feeling was nothing like Banyue had ever experienced before.

It was as if he were suddenly shocked with a bolt of electricity; each slight movement of his hand only increased the feeling by tenfold as Banyue steadily picked up the pace of his hand to the images of you that flashed through his head.

Your smile...

The way you laughed and looked at him...but, the memories of you only stayed pure for so long before—it was as if they were steadily being corrupted. A quiet, embarrassed moan slipped from the construct's mouth alongside a heavy pant as he imagined your hand traveling along his body, your eyes wide as you looked up at him, and even tended to his throbbing cock as the veins that lined his dick glowed and pulsated with each stroke.

It was farrrr too tempting to continue experimenting with himself...to imagine your face as he did so as well...

He just couldn't help himself but continue to stroke and fuck his own fist, the slick sounds of his moving hands reaching his auditory senses and almost making him want to stop from sheer embarrassment. It was wrong to think of you in such a way, but...he was too far along now, and the pleasure felt too good.

He only hoped that he'd still be able to look you in the eye come tomorrow...

. . .

Investigation Day Ten

"...Banyue."

"...Banyue! Banyue Shifu!"

He jumped a little when he felt you tap against his arm, his eyes widening as he refocused his attention onto you standing in front of him with a confused expression. "What's wrong with you? You're spacing out!" You huffed.

Banyue cleared his throat and looked to the side. "A-Apologies, my mind is...elsewhere." And that was putting it lightly, how could he focus on you properly when just yesterday he was imagining you doing the lewdest of things to him! It required all the willpower he had at his disposal to keep his cock from peeking out, but...surely he couldn't be judged when watching you train was getting him more worked up than he believed it would?

You had referred to this time together as a 'date'.

As such, Banyue wanted to be respectful and keep his distance, allowing you to set the pace as...he hadn't done this before. But his inexperience aside, he knew good and well. that 'dates' didn't end in the two sleeping with one another unless they truly liked one another.

He liked you.

But...did you like him like that?

"Is today a bad day for us to hang out?" You asked with a tilt of your head. "I can come back tomorrow! Or we can do this some other time—"

"N-No—" Your eyes widened all of a sudden when Banyue gently grabbed onto your arm, as if he were suddenly afraid that you were going to turn around and leave. "I...I'm distracted." He admitted. "By you— ah, not like that..."

An embarrassed giggle, along with your cheeks feeling as if they were suddenly engulfed in flames, escaped you at the construct's sudden honesty. "The Banyue Shifu getting distracted by little ol' me? I'm flattered. You usually look so stoic, especially when you're around your students." You teased.

"A teacher imparts his lessons better when he is serious," Banyue stated assuredly. "But..." He looked to the side as his next words escaped him. You were supposed to be helping him feel romance, right? Love and all...but, this feeling of lust, did that come with the area of love as well? No matter how much he tried to revert his feelings to the first day he saw you...it just wouldn't work. Your kindness had affected you, and his imagination just wouldn't slow down. To say that he 'wanted you' was a crude term; it wasn't completely inaccurate either. The only one he wanted to explore these feelings of lust with...was you. However, he wouldn't be able to nor learn exactly where you two stood on such a matter if he didn't go ahead and admit to his feelings.

"May...may I confess something?"

Your brow rose as Banyue let go of your arm. "What is it?"

"Since—" He took a breath. "—Since yesterday...I have been feeling...out of the ordinary." He admitted.

Your brow slowly quirked upward. You weren't a mechanic, and the suggestion for Banyue to go and see someone more experienced with Intelligent Constructs nearly slipped from your lips. "Warmer," He added on. "I think...I think I lo— really like you, but...is lust—is that normal?"

Your mouth nearly dropped to the floor.

Did...did he just admit to you that he wanted you?

Love aside, you didn't even think that ICs were capable of wanting someone sexually for crying out loud! Did they have genitalia? If so, why were they created to have one in the first place!? Question after question ran through the front of your mind, your eyes widening as you took in Banyue's question. "Y/N?" He said before he slowly stepped back. "If...If I made you uncomfortable, please...forget I said anything—"

"N-No!" You quickly grabbed onto his arm. "You didn't! It's just...it's normal to feel sexually attracted to people you like, but I didn't think—"

"Neither did I." The following pregnant pause was full of tension and unspoken words as you both looked at each other. Your heart thundered in your chest as you tried to find the right words. On one hand...you were relieved that your attraction wasn't one-sided, not to mention that Banyue wanted you like you wanted him, but at the same time? You were suddenly hit with a round of nervousness. After all, how did sex with an IC even go!? You suddenly feared accidentally being electrically shocked while he was inside of you, whether or not he'd even know what to do, and all sorts of other worries that you didn't dare to think on for too long.

Yet as the two of you continued to stare, finally, you were the one who broke the silence. "Want to go to your office? We...we explore more t-there."

Wordlessly, Banyue nodded his head before he slowly led you to his office, closing and locking it behind him once you were inside the peaceful and spacious room. Yet as Banyue brushed past you, his tail coyly touching the back of your thigh as he walked in front of you and sat down, you would've thought Banyue's earlier hesitancy and shyness was nothing more than a rouse with how calmly he untied his jacket from around his waist, revealing the small slit in his groin area beginning to open enough for something to peak out from it. Slowly, you fell to your knees and crawled over, stopping once you felt you were close enough to watch the odd sight.

The IC's cock was lined with veins and was already dripping synthetic pre-cum, and even seemed to twitch and throb at the attention. But, your thighs clenched once it was fully erect, the thing being almost as long as thick as Banyue's forearm! "...I didn't know I was equipped with this." He murmured, his eyes honed in on your expression as well as the way that your thighs clenched tightly together, your hands grabbing tightly onto your pants.

He wasn't naive.

He knew what and where he was supposed to stick his cock should you have wanted to move that far, but what he feared most? It was him hurting you. He was first made for combat and destruction, not delicacy and softness such as this. "If you want to change your mind, I understand."

You shook your head, his words sparking a fit of boldness in you as you scooted closer.

You tried to constantly remind yourself that you were going to help, not indulge— at least...not yet, not until the two of you had gotten to know one another a little bit longer.

But, as you tapped a curious finger to the Banyue's cockhead, a heavy gulp forced its way down your throat at the sound of his barely constrained gasp, you became bolder as you allowed yourself to trail the veins of his cock...up and down, and even attempting to curiously pry into the slit his dick emerged from— "N-Not there..." He quickly stuttered. "Don't...I don't know what else may be there."

That's the whole point of exploring. You wanted to say, but for the sake of his comfort? You made sure to stray away from his slit and instead slowly wrapped your hand around the base of his cock. It was so thick that you needed both of your hands to properly take hold of him, deep, breathless moans starting to escape from him. "Have you touched yourself before?"

He thought back to yesterday. "Yes..." He said. "To you."

"Me?" You could've sworn you felt a pool of your own slick begin to form at the center of your underwear the second the admission left Banyue's mouth. "What...what were you thinking about?"

"How much of a good person you are...how kind—" His words choked up in his throat when you started to move your hand, his mouth opening ever so slightly to let out tiny visible pants. "—your hips...fuck—" Pre-cum oozed from Banyue's tip as if he were a leaking fountain, his words failing in the wake of the pleasure that you oh so eagerly gave him as his claws began to scratch into the floor underneath him. It was one thing for him to touch himself...learn what and how he wanted to be touched but...there was something more uniquely arousing watching you use both of your hands to stroke up and down his cock, your eyes glued to his leaky tip as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

As for you, however...you were squirming where you sat. Something that Banyue was beginning to take notice of, even as the pleasure built to the point where he had no choice but to lightly buck his hips up into your hands. "...My sensors...they detect a heightened level of heat...down there." Your already present smirk grew ever so slightly at Banyue's hesitancy to call your sex what it was.

"My pussy?" You crudely corrected him, the word making his cock throb.

"I didn't wish to be so crude..."

"Even while we're doing this?" You hummed. Your confidence grew little by little as you continued to watch the usually calm and composed Banyue Shifu falter at your touches, the way his chest rose and fell as he continued to murmur and whisper out your name, making you nearly itch with the urge to suddenly sit on his cock. But, before you could let that thought become any more tempting...Banyue suddenly lied back, propping himself up on his elbows before he beckoned you closer with an almost adorable few flicks of his tail. "What are you doing? Are you close?" It was hard to tell with him, although his noises made it clear he was feeling good, it wasn't like he was capable of blushing or showing any other signs that he was about to cum!

"No." He shook his head. "Come here, I feel...bad, me being the only one whose getting something out of this."

"Don't, this is about you."

Suddenly, Banyue pulled you away from his cock to maneuver you to where your ass was facing him while your face was met with his dick, his length hanging from its own weight. "B-Banyue—"

"Let me." You flinched at the feeling of Banyue's clawed fingers moving to tug down your pants just enough to where he was able to see your drenched underwear, the scent of your arousal so potent that a low and heavy growl rumbled out from his chest before his mouth opened wide to drag the flat of his tongue up and down your cunt. "Y-You have a tongue—Oooohh..." A chuckle was your only answer as Banyue continued to taste you, each lap of his tongue only spurring on the tight, impending feeling he felt in his cock. "You suggested this was about me..." You could imagine the construct smirking as a clawed finger came to drag down your underwear to reveal your pussy, the feeling of the cold air hitting you all of a sudden making you flinch once more, before a sharp moan escaped you when Banyue's thumb started to poke and prod at your clit. "...Aren't you going to continue?" He eventually finished his sentence before thrusting his cock towards you.

"Y-Yes—Fuck...!" Your nails scratched against the metal of the construct's thighs as you felt his bare tongue against your pussy, licking and slurping at your juices as if it were the most delectable thing he had ever tasted in his entire life. But, as Banyue murmured against your cunt for you to tend to his cock once more...you mustered up enough brain power that you had left before you grabbed ahold of Banyue's cock and wrapped your lips around the tip.

"Shit..." He hissed, struggling to keep his claws from biting into your skin too much as he grounded himself in the delectability of your slick. You sucked and licked at the slit in his cockhead as if it were a sweet treat, each taste of Banyue's metallic pre-cum only spurring you to take him further and further into your mouth as you slowly worked yourself upto bobbing your head up and down. The construct tried to keep up, tonguing your opening with a filthy type of fervor as he pried your lips open with his thumbs, his sensors gettinb lurrier and blurrier as he drowned in your taste as well as the way you handled his cock.

Now...he could understand the concept of why people could get addicted to their partners, to having sex with them in general.

It felt like his brain was melting...moans and pants against your weeping cunt flowed more freely from his mouth as you bobbed your head up and down his length even faster in combination with your hand movements, bringing Banyue closer and closer to that tight feeling that he had felt yesterday before his orgasm.

"Y-Y/N..." He tried to warn you. "Please...close—" You just barely heard the warning.

However, instead of answering it by jerking your head away from him to avoid having to gulp down any of his spend...you sucked even harder and pressed your ass closer to his face. You both were far too deep in to stop now, to do things half-assed! You didn't know if you were quite at the point of loving Banyue, but you did care, and you were attracted. So attracted to where being able to gulp down anything and everything he gave you was made you clench around nothing as Banyue's continued licks to your pussy rushed you ever and ever closer to your own orgasm.

"F-Fuck..." He practically whined as his orgasm began to approach. "C-Close...!"

You moaned around his length at the warning as a mix of your drool and Banyue's pre drenched his cock and all the way down into his slit, you had only managed a few more bobs of your head before you stilled at the feeling of something almost scorching hot flooded your mouth before you scratched at the construct's thigh as his incessant licking and moaning agaisnt your sex pushed you over the edge and into a sea of orgasmic bliss as you drunk down every bit of Banyue's cum that you could, dribbles of his escaped cum flooding out from the sides of your mouth and down his length before you had released him with an audible 'pop'.

The silence that followed was comfortable, far from awkward, and more so, you staying quiet to see how Banyue would judge the situation.

And, a part of you feared that after this interraction, the construct would realize that what he felt for you...while it may have been lust, it wasn't anywhere close to romance and was more so him being curious. But, at the end of the day? You were still researching the question that had led you to Waifei Peninsula in the first place, and you mentally prepared yourself for any disappointing fact you may have received.

Until...Banyue cleared his throat. "May we go on a date?" He said as he slowly turned you around to face him.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Your research question was definitely beginning to lean towards a strong 'Yes'.

[ioveyuuji]

Hello! Can I ask for ZZZ Banyue x male reader head canons? Reader is guiding Banyue through his first cuddling session. Reader rewards him with kisses when Banyue does something right. Hope this is ok!

cw: banyue x m!reader; still building your relationship(?); i hope i did your request justice :')

bf!banyue who's actually very nervous in the beginning of your relationship. maybe even scared. all because he just doesn't want to accidentally hurt his boyfriend in any way.

bf!banyue with whom hugs in the beginning are very stiff. it's like you're hugging a rock. and you have to remind him every time that he can relax, but he would never listen.

bf!banyue who, with time, slowly opens up about the idea of cuddling with you. up until now he would reject the offer, out of fear. but seeing you craving physical affection and being rejected for it truly makes his heart break.

bf!banyue who shyly approaches you one night. hands playing nervously with one another, while trying to maintain eye contact with you. and when the words spill out of his mouth, he could see the stars brightening up in your eyes.

bf!banyue who, the moment you pull him down on the bed and climb on top of him, freezes immediately. he can feel the way you hug him so softly, and this makes him relax a little.

“you can hug me too, you know…” you say quietly, making him look at you with worry in his eyes. but he listens anyway.

bf!banyue who, despite being all metal, still feels so warm against you. like a warm blanket. his arms wrapping around you, like puzzle pieces falling into place.

bf!banyue who can almost feel his head short circuiting when you place a soft kiss against his cheek. he feels overwhelmed, but in a good way. he never imagined that receiving love from you could be even more heart warming than it already was. but here he is now, his tail thumping against the bed, as his hands slowly rubbed up and down your back.

bf!banyue who, even if being an intellectual machine, still feels the butterflies in his stomach and his body becoming free from all the stress of the day in these quiet moments with you. and he'll never change anything for it.

© ioveyuuji

[thebluester2020]

Hey diva! LOVE ur fics❤️ Anyway I have a lil request… Since Banyue is partially a lion thiren (at least i think he is) I’ve been thinking how he would be during his heat. He’s very much a gentle giant normally, but I feel like he would be FERAL during his heat, literally ravaging the reader’s tight hole nonstop as he takes out all his sexual frustration on them😫 (Male!reader preferably but do whatever you’re comfortable with❤️) I’ve been THIRSTY for Banyue fics since he’s been announced, I need this man CARNALLY

The way I had to take some time out to type up a quick drabble cause this gave me brainrot— I wanna comm an artist to draw Banyue Shifu so bad bro ITS HURTING MY PHYSICALLY I GOTTA DO IT 😩

This drabble goes out to the five male readers who may be lurking around here 😩. Banyue is so hot, man idk how he doesn't have more fics of him atp.

Anywho— imagine a Banyue Shifu who experiences ruts, whose more lion inwardly than his more robotic outward features may suggest.

You've been a student at Banyue Shifu's dojo for at least a year now. Throughout that time, you've heard the jokes here and there that suggest that Banyue may be more lion than what his robotic appearance may actually suggest! You've heard the rumors that he's capable of purring when he's extremely content, that he'll sometimes roar when he's in combat, and other times? If someone was bold enough to test it, you've even heard that Banyue enjoys being pet on the head by people that he's familiar with!

Specifically on the top of his head and no lower than that!

But, the strangest rumor that you've heard as of late? The one that hints towards Banyue being able to experience ruts. Personally, you thought it was a huge heap of baloney, although he may appear to be somewhat reminiscent of a lion thiren, he was still a robot. An intelligent construct that didn't have a single hint of being flesh either inwardly or outwardly.

No matter how much the idea of your teacher being able to experience ruts made your cock throb inside of your pants, you nonetheless tucked the idea to the back of your mind and willed yourself not think on the idea any further out of respect for your gentle-hearted senior. He was such a gentle giant, kind and eager to help his students, no matter what. His diligence was something to both admire and even envy at times, and he was as patient as a saint!

The mental image of him being rougher with you...pinning you down to the dojo floor and forcing you to take every single inch of his metal cock...you had to stop thinking of him like this! Something admittedly easier said than done, but you managed!

Until you happened into the empty dojo one day during the height of summer, having innocently forgotten your backpack until—you saw it.

Your dear senior with an exposed cock as he feriously fucked his own fist, desperate, low growls escaping his mouth as it was cracked open slightly to release his pants. You hadn't even realized how long you were standing there in the open doorway, shamelessly watching the intelligent construct with a hardening cock until his head slowly looked at you with a narrowed gaze.

"M-My apologies, Shifu!" You quickly bowed your head. "I'll leave right away, I didn't mean to stare—"

"Come here...please." Ever the polite Shifu that he was, he made sure not to frighten you, beckoning you closer with near pleading eyes as his hand seemed to speed up as your legs unconsciously moved you closer to the hulking construct. His eyes roamed your nervous form, his robotic sensors in his head noting every little bead of sweat and shake of your body born out of nervousness; he was on the verge of sending you away until his eyes landed on the prominent bulge that pitched a tent in your pants.

But just because you were aroused didn't mean you'd automatically consent to his needs. "Student...I-I know this is wrong, but...will you help me? With my...desires?" Your eyes flicked from his face to his throbbing cock, the metallic length glistening with an unknown fluid and even twitching as if it noticed your gaze on it. It seemed like the rumors were true, that the Banyue Shifu experienced ruts to a certain degree, as if he were some actual thiren!

But now...you had a new question in your head, could he fuck like one?

And there was only one way to get a proper answer to that question and sate your curiosity.

. . .

"T-Teacher—!" A choked-out moan was punched from your lungs as Banyue rutted into your tight hole like a beast that was completely possessed. The second that you had consented, Banyue had immediately grabbed you by the arm and pinned you down to the floor, tearing your pants off with frightening ease before he sank himself into your hole. The immediate pain mixed with the pleasure was nearly blinding to your senses as your cock throbbed and oozed out pre-cum with each punch into your prostate, Banyue made with cocktip.

"L-Little one..." The deeply spoken words made you clench around his cock, the feeling of Banyue's clawed hand sliding up from its position on your hip to pressing into the middle of your back to keep you still and plaint only serving to make you buck yourself back onto him in an attempt to match his thrusts. "I-I apologize for being so rough with you— but I just can't...help—" He couldn't help himself.

As if an urge, a calling even deeper than his own programming, was practically commanding him to fuck you like he hated you.

The echoing sounds of you and Banyue's combined lust could be heard throughout the empty dojo as Banyue's balls lewdly slapped against you, creating a dirty symphony of flesh against metal alongside your wanton moaning as you practically clawed at the floor. "B-Banyue...!" You practically squealed. "S-Soooo...f-fuckin' good—" Drool began to dribble from the side of your lips, your eyes threatening to roll into the back of your head.

"God—" You continued to groan. "Please...!" You whined. "F-Fuck me harder, teacher!"

Banyue's cock throbbed at the word 'teacher' leaving your lips.

He should have hated it.

The bond between a teacher and their student should have been one of steadfast virtue rather than...romance.

But the construct convinced himself that this was just one time.

You had caught him at a bad moment. And your greedy hole felt so good around his cock—you were taking all of him so well, sucking in his dick with little to no problem—how could he just stop?

He had to keep going.

Thus, as Banyue settled into the thought...he leaned forward to the back of your neck with a low growl as a silicone tongue slipped from his mouth, licking up the back of your neck and tasting the delicious salt born from the heat of summer and between the two of you. "...Good student, keep giving it your all." He praised you, chuckling when he felt you tighten at the praise. "Give me all that you have...we're not stopping until my rut is satisfied, student."

And in the depths of your lust-addled mind...at least you were able to confirm that Banyue Shifu, the source himself, was capable of having ruts like an actual lion thiren!

Who would've thought?

A/N: God, I love this man sm, I had to pump out this quick lil' drabble since I finished one of his trust events, and it's making me even MORE feral for this hunky hunk robot. Anywho— thank you for the request, anon. I hope this horny drabble was to your liking! 😭

[thehondahasciviced]

It took me 90 pulls to get him and then theres not a single fic for him im so distraught anyways heres a fic where you fall asleep on him and its pure fluff yay like 900 or so words

You haven't slept in 3 days.

Work normally kicks you to the curb more times than you can count, but lately it just happened to get worse. You've gone days without sleeping before, you're no stranger to all-nighters. The stark difference being back then you had nowhere to be.

"Are you alright?"

Banyue opened his door to greet you, but saw a shell of you instead, "Fine, always." You yawn and pat his shoulder. He could've sworn you were swaying back and forth. He decided best to simply let you inside.

You had planned lunch with your favourite robot last week, naive to the horrors you were about to face just a few days later. The plan was to hangout at his house for a bit, then off to lunch. You weren't too sure if you could make it past phase 2.

"Anything new happen lately?"

You take a seat on his sofa, suddenly feeling way too soft. You always commented on how stiff it was, but now? It was a cloud, "Not particularly, no..." he trailed off, setting himself down next to you rather hesitantly.

"We can cancel todays plan if you're in need of rest," he places a hand on your shoulder worriedly, "you seem quite out of it."

"What? Me? Out of it?" You wave a hand, "not even a little, hey didn't you wanna show me a video?"

While he was rather excited to show you the video of the steady improvements of his pupils, he wasn't sure if your eyes would even be open.

"If-- if you insist..."

He reluctantly pulled out his phone, Belle was the one that took the video for him. For a robot, he was most behind on the technology, "Hmm...how do I..?"

You tap the gallery on his phone for him, a small laugh escaping your chest. You always found it endearing how bad he was at gadgets. Another yawn threatens to erupt but you quickly stifle it down.

"Ah, here it is," he shuffles closer to you. Your head was just above his shoulder. He was close, not uncomfortable. Rather, too comfortably. He was metal which wasn't the most sought after sleeping spot. You kept telling youself that fact, but it was starting to feel less and less true.

He was walking you through the video, something about footwork. You try with all your might to keep your eyes focused on the video, but the lull of his shoulder being mere breaths away was painful.

"Before that he could barely land a kick, but now it--"

A weight on his shoulder halted Banyues rant. He carefully looked down to be met with you sleeping on his shoulder. Your breaths were even, heart rate normal, eyes shut. You were definitely knocked out. This was a first for the man, he has never experienced anyone sleeping on him of all things.

Gently, he places his phone down and guided you along with him to lean on the sofa. You didn't make any sound of protest to his relief. He sighed, you were always one to push yourself to the limits, unfortunately that also meant beyond what you were capable of.

On one hand, it's an admirable trait to be so determined, but on the other it caused the robot endless concern for your well-being. Today seemed a lot worse than the other times he had seen you. He really wouldn't mind if you opted to rest insead of lunch with him, he'd even go as far as to take care of you if necessary.

You nuzzled into his neck and it took everything in him not to squirm. You were a very affectionate person, in your words, gifts, and physical touch. He liked it, but wasn't very accustomed to it. For you however, he would gladly bask in it.

In your dreams, you were hugging a huge chunk of metal. It was the softest one you've ever held.

Slowly, your eyes peeled open. Where were you again? You yawn, your eyes fully open now. You scan around you for a bit, your eyes landing on Banyue. Huh.

It takes you a moment to realize the position you were in. Your body completely curled up to your friend. Said friend was awake and set his gaze on you. His chest rumbled as he asked you something but you were too panicked.

You sprang up, "I'm so sorry!"

"Huh?" He tilted his head, a hand reaching for you, "what for?"

"I can't believe I slept on you I'm so sorry Banyue," you bring your hands to your face, mortified, "I didn't think it was that bad, honestly." You groan into your hands, he's never inviting you over again. You prepare yourself for the worst, but instead his chuckling rings in your ears.

"Please, calm down," he gently grabs your hand, guiding you back to your seat, "if I was truly displeased I wouldn't have let you sleep."

You gradually let your hands slip from your face, forcing yourself to look at him. He didn't seem mad, "Really..?"

"Of course not," he grasped your hands in his, "I could tell you were tired, you needed the rest."

"But we were supposed to go for lunch and...the video," you hung your head, embarrassed.

"I'd rather you be well."

That made sense. You quickly got over your embarrassment, if Banyue ever came over for plans and needed a nap, you'd throw everything out the window for him. Who's to say he couldn't do the same?

"Thanks Banyue," you smile at him, "that nap was great, you're a surprisingly good pillow."

He laughs, "I believe you're the only one to say that."

Next time, you'd treat him to a good meal.

[dragaliareferencearchive]

Model references for Banyue - Zenless Zone Zero

*Tumblr REFUSED to upload his references, you can find the full version in the Google Drive

[kittyzawasfics]

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dividers by @/thecutestgrotto , @/rookthornesartistry

header by: me! @/capitanoenthusiast

[Tags]: x reader, banyue x reader, banyue shifu, banyue zzz, general hcs, love and appreciation for large lion man, i don't know what i should put here, krampus compliance authority.

[Note]: A bunch of headcanons for our resident lion robot man, Banyue! He is a bit underappreciated and fics of him online are SCARCE. So I decided to make this as a tribute to him! Also, I know this is supposed to be a Genshin Impact focused blog, but I have free will, heh. And I also got into Zenless Zone Zero recently because of him! And I got inspiration to write today. Not a full blown fanfic yet, but it sparks enough inspiration, at least. ALSO, I have NOT done the main story for his arc/Yunkui Summit/Krampus Arc as I have just started a month ago, so there will be inaccuracies. Feel free to correct them and use my askbox!

✩ Since he has been trying to study modern colloquialisms (according to his trust event), he has tried to use them around his students. They always have to hold in the urge to laugh due to how funny it was just hearing those kinds of vocabulary come out of his voice box.

✩ ABSOLUTELY ADORES CATS. There is no denying it, even in his official art, he is seen with multiple cats in frame. Whenever he spots one roaming around, he will do the universal "pspspsps" until the cat struts its way towards them. He tries to be gentle to not scare them off, giving them gentle caresses, or if possible, food.

✩ A bit of a slow typer. Due to his fingers being large and metal, the phone screen sometimes fails to register what he's trying to type. You can name a few instances where he has sent you multiple weird messages that have no meaning, which lead you to be concerned. Only to find out a few minutes later he had been struggling to type things out on the screen. He also isn't too fond of texting and is more into meeting the person he's talking to in reality rather than virtually. Might be an exception when he genuinely just wants to see your face in a situation where he can't, and he tries to video call you to do just that.

✩ He loves exploring. Looking around, even when he can't feel some things, he at least loves the sight of it. Whether it be views from mountain peaks, a meadow of flowers, anything that breathed life, vibrance and color, he absolutely adores. Especially you.

✩ The best at consoling and comforting. He just absolutely knows what to say. Despite being built for fighting Miasma, the robot just seems to have his way with words. If you had a bad day, or just feel down, venting to him makes you feel better. Has accidentally made you burst into tears on one occasion since he was just way too good at comforting you. Was concerned and took you out to eat after.

✩ He doesn't say it out loud, but he is proud of every step his students take, and their determination to learn martial arts from him. He takes pride in them. He just doesn't like admitting that out loud, as it could cause them to be overconfident.

✩ Getting praise from him leaves warm feelings in your chest. He just has that effect and aura, despite looking like a giant intimidating robot. Just one praise from him basically melts your heart. He says it in such a gentle tone, too. It just adds to that effect.

✩ Thinks new discoveries and human literature are fascinating. You could literally tell him any fun fact and he would be amused. Never gets tired of them. Spends his free time reading books. Even tries to get you into it (which he successfully does, he's a good persuader).

✩ His tail has a habit of thrashing around a lot or thumping whenever he's excited. Though he rarely does this nowadays, there was one incident where he broke the pavement with just his tail because he was so happy to see you again after just a few days trip away from him. Yes he's clingy.

✩ When you asked him to do that hand comparison trend, you did NOT expect his hand to be way larger. You expected it to be large, but not THAT large. (Woah... This sounds... Sus... If it were out of context...)

✩ Was then confused at your surprise. "These fists are for protecting the innocent and striking the evil away. They are bound to be of this size. Is that a bad thing?"

✩ Bedazzling his mane and styling it is super fun. And he finds comfort and solace in your gentle massages and touches on his head, despite him not feeling it much, the thought is there.

✩ You have tried to kiss him or touch him in his Visage of Wrath state every time, and he tries to warn you "Do not touch my plating, it's scalding ho-" and scolds you every time you don't listen. "I... I just said so."

✩ Immediately treats your hand or your lips right after that with something cool. "Please, do not take my warning as something lightly next time. My Visage of Wrath state can be dangerous to touch."

✩ Love languages? Quality time and acts of service. HEAVY on those two. As well as physical touch, and tries not to hurt you so much whenever he would touch you.

✩ Sunset watching dates are his absolute favorite. There's no denying.

[Note]: These are all that I have for now!! Hope y'all love them!!

[vikkirosko]

Can I request headcanons of how would (Genshin Impact) Kamisato Ayato, Varka, (ZZZ) Banyue, Komano Manato, and (Dispatch) Royd react if their shy crush is shocked because you also wanted to confess your feelings please?

Headcanons A shocking confession

🗡 Varka x Reader 🍻

Varka has always tried to show his confident side. He was leading the knights, and if he wasn't sure what he was doing, it could have caused a lot of problems. He was a cheerful, confident man who was followed by others. They usually kept him in the mood, but you had a hard time doing it. You and Varka have never had any conflicts or anything like that. He actually liked you a lot, but you were shy and quiet, which is why you were usually silent. Varka liked the times when he managed to get you to talk, although it usually happened when you were alone, but even at such moments you looked down at your feet in embarrassment and blushed. But even that he found endearing. That's why Varka decided to tell you how he felt about you

He invited you to walk with him. He knew perfectly well that if you had a lot of people watching, you'd be more nervous, so the two of you walked together. You were silent, still looking down at your feet. Varka didn't talk for long and told you directly how he felt. You froze and he saw a bright blush on your cheeks. Varka waited patiently, watching your expression change. He understood that his confession could be a shock to you, and he already started thinking about how he would turn it into a joke if you didn't feel anything like him or if you couldn't figure out how to refuse him, but he didn't have time to say any of the phrases he thought up in a couple of minutes, because you beat him to it. And he said that you felt the same way about him

The man looked at you in surprise while you hurriedly explained to him that you had been in love with him for a long time, but you were afraid to admit it, and therefore you gathered strength and determination to tell him how you felt. You planned to tell him how you felt in the next few days when the right opportunity presented itself, but he beat you to it. When you looked at him, you saw the surprise on his face. Varka did not expect you to decide to confess to him, but he would be lying if he said that he was not pleased to learn that you planned to tell him about your feelings before him. He grinned and pulled you to him, after which he pressed his lips to your lips. It only took you a few seconds to flush with embarrassment and lose the confidence you had gained again, and Varka was smiling happily, continuing to hug you

He never thought he'd get a confession from you, but he was more than happy with what happened in the end. Now you were together, and Varka wanted him to be the only one who made you blush so sweetly. He was well aware that your relationship would become known to the knights soon enough, but while you had the opportunity, he wanted it to be something that you could only share with each other, without exposing your relationship to the public

🗡 Kamisato Ayato x Reader 🧋

Ayato is used to the fact that you often visited his house. You visited his sister, and sometimes you chatted with the staff. You've always been sweet, shy, and quiet. That was one of the reasons why you stayed so quiet even when talking to Ayaka. That's how you were with him. Ayato liked talking to you and seeing how embarrassed you were. He liked to see how embarrassed you were every time he teased you, even though he was softer with you than with the servants and subordinates, but he just couldn't miss the opportunity to look at the embarrassed expression on your face. When his sister asked why he treated you like that, Ayato bluntly told her that he really liked you. He was in love with you and he didn't even try to deny it and planned to tell you how he felt about you

When you came back to visit them with your sister, you found out that Ayaka was not at home, but her brother was happy to invite you to have tea with him. Ayato saw perfectly well that you were worried around him again, but he was sure that this was a good moment to tell you how he felt. You were drinking tea when he bluntly told you that he was in love with you. A bright blush broke out on your face and you almost doused yourself with tea. Ayato smiled softly while looking at you. He assumed that if his feelings were not mutual, then you would have asked him not to joke like that, but he saw how the blush did not leave your face. You were shocked by his words and you couldn't find the words to respond to him as Ayato continued to stare at you

He waited patiently for you to calm down a bit, but instead you spoke. You spoke quickly, haltingly, but he clearly heard that you felt the same way about him. You looked down in embarrassment and told him that you had been in love with him for a long time, but you needed time to decide to tell him that you were in love with him, and you planned to do it soon, after consulting with Ayaka, but he beat you to it. Hearing that you were about to confess your feelings to him, Ayato kept the surprise on his face. He didn't think you'd come clean, but he was pleased at the thought that you were going to tell him everything you felt about him. He even regretted a little that he was ahead of you and did not wait for your confession

Ayato wasn't going to back down. Now you were together and he had even more ways to see the blush on your cheeks. Now he could show his feelings for you and smile, looking at how embarrassed he was because he hugged you or kissed you on the cheek. He liked how shy you were, and he planned to continue seeing your embarrassed expression, which once won his heart

🤖 Banyue x Reader 📿

Banyue is used to staying calm when dealing with others. He was gentle in his communication, including with you, seeing perfectly well how shy you were. He understood that this made communication more difficult for you, and therefore he tried to make sure that you did not feel uncomfortable while communicating with him. The more you talked, the more often he saw your shy smile and the more often he noticed that it caused him new feelings. He fell in love with you and it was completely different from what he expected to experience, but he wasn't going to deny his own feelings. Banyue tried to keep them to himself, realizing that he could scare you if he suddenly confessed to you that you had become more than a friend to him, so he preferred to keep quiet for now

He thought for a long time about what to do with his feelings for you and decided that the best option would be to tell you. He knew perfectly well that something like this could push you away, but if you didn't feel the same way about him, then you could deal with it once and for all, and maybe even remain friends. Hoping for that, he asked you to talk. Banyue saw that you were getting nervous, but he tried not to give in to your anxiety and told you with gentleness in his voice that he had fallen in love with you. When he looked at you, he saw a bright blush and a shocked expression on his face. It was clearly not what you expected to hear, but it would seem that his words did not cause you rejection

Realizing his words to the end, you hurried to say that you felt the same way about him, and you had been planning to confess your feelings to him for some time, but you couldn't summon the courage to do so. Listening to you, Banyue was getting worried. He understood that if you were ready to admit your feelings yourself, it meant that you were sure of what you were feeling, because it really cost you a lot to be determined to tell him about your feelings. He understood this and your sincerity made him nervous, so he tried his best not to run away to calm down a little. He understood that if he did something like that, he would push you away and you would think that you had done something wrong and you would only get more nervous

This confession meant a lot to both of you. Banyue was going to try to let you know that for him, what he said to you was not empty words. He really had strong feelings for you and treasured every expression of your reciprocal feelings for him. He kept each such moment in his mind and hoped that in the future you will be able to share many more similar moments together

🐺 Komano Manato x Reader 🗡

Manato was used to being considered a bully. His appearance could be intimidating, but he had friends who knew that he was actually kind and caring towards others. You were one of those friends. Manato was usually the one who protected you from particularly intrusive people. They took advantage of the fact that you were quiet and shy, and then he would come to your defense, driving them away. Manato knew perfectly well that you couldn't always stand up for yourself, but he didn't think it was a bad thing. He liked how shy you were. At first, he thought that you were afraid of him, but now he knew that this was not the case and could be calm. The last thing he wanted was for the person he was in love with to be afraid of him because of the image he had fixed on him

He's been in love with you for a long time, but admitting it was harder than he thought. Manato couldn't bring himself to tell you how he felt about you, and the only thing that prompted him to confess were the words Yuzuha said to him. She told him that if he didn't tell you himself, she would tell you how he felt about you. Manato understood that she wouldn't lie about something like that, so he had to summon all his strength and invite you to talk. He saw how worried you were and tried to tell you how he felt as gently as possible. When he said that he was in love with you, he saw the surprise on your face. There's a blush on your cheeks. You obviously didn't expect him to say something like that, and he waited patiently for you to respond to his feelings

With a blush on your cheeks, you hurried to assure him that you had the same feelings for him, you just didn't expect him to be in love with you. You were going to confess your feelings to him, but you were mentally preparing for him to say that you were just friends, so it took you so long to decide on a confession. At that moment, it was his turn to be surprised. Manato didn't expect you to make a confession, even though he beat you to it, but you were really going to do it, which meant that you were very serious about your feelings for him. It meant a lot to Manato and it was hard not to notice the blush on his cheeks and how his tail started to move

Manato knew that even with the beginning of your relationship, you were still shy, but he didn't want you to change for him. He loved you the way you were and he treasured every expression of your feelings, realizing how much determination you needed to take his hand, hug or kiss. He wanted to give you as much love as he could, which would be enough for him to know that he loves you as much as you love him

🤛 Royd x Reader ⚙️

Royd was a pleasant person to talk to. Few people could say that he had offended or alienated them in any way. But at first, Royd was sure that he had offended you in some way. The reason for that was how quiet you were around him. He tried to find out from others if he had offended you by accident, but no one knew about anything like this. That's why he decided to ask you personally about it. He didn't want you to treat him badly. He liked you and he sincerely wanted you to have at least a friendly relationship. But to his great surprise, you didn't have any negative feelings for him. You were just very quiet and shy. This calmed Royd down and gave him confidence that maybe his feelings had a chance to be reciprocated after all

Sometimes you helped him with his work as much as you could. Royd was becoming more and more sure of how he felt about you, and so he decided to confess to you what he felt. You met in his workshop. You helped him, gave him the tools he needed. When he finished, he said that there was something he needed to tell you. You were worried sick, but he was going to tell you how he felt anyway. When Royd told you about his feelings, he tried not to worry. He wanted you to see that he was serious, but when he looked at you, he froze. You looked at him with a bright blush on your cheeks and an expression of shock on your face

Royd worriedly asked you if you were okay, to which you hurriedly nodded and began to quickly, sometimes haltingly, explain to him that you were going to confess your feelings to him, but you couldn't muster up your resolve and he beat you to it. When he heard your casual confession, he smiled broadly and hugged you tightly. Royd was surprised that you were going to confess your feelings to him, considering how shy you were, but the fact that his feelings were reciprocated made him feel happy. He just couldn't contain his joy, and you didn't try to get out of his arms

He wanted to make sure that you didn't feel shy around him. Royd was genuinely in love with you and he was determined to make sure that next to him you didn't have to keep quiet about how you felt. He knew it would take time, but he was willing to wait patiently and help you feel more comfortable and confident around him every day

[joycew-art]

Oh jeez it's been quite a while since I've uploaded anything!

I've been quite busy with a comic project, so I don't have much time to draw for myself.

Luckily it's still enough time to make this one :D Got quite inspired by that one Manato cutscene in ZZZ :P

[gngrbean]

“Am I doing it right?”

[internetladyfables]

NSFW [Headcanons] Von Lycaon

cw: self-indulgent, possible OOC, fluff, female reader, smut; vaginal sex, oral sex, masturbation, pretty much vanilla.

Requested by anon.

In public Lycaon is impeccable, polite gentleman, and… not much changes in private. Even things get heated, he doesn’t lose his composure entirely. But despite that fact, he enjoys being in control but never without your comfort and consent.

Would lie if he said that he doesn’t enjoy the size difference between the two of you. Standing at 198 cm, he loves leaning and towering over you to make you feel small and flustered. He enjoys watching your reaction when you have to crane your neck to meet his gaze.

Not only the mother nature has rewarded him with his height, but also with his penis size. His cocks is 15 cm (~5.9 in) in length and 11 cm (~ 4,3 in) in girth (circumference) in the erect state. There are a few veins on the underside with a pinkish tip. He makes sure to properly prepare you before penetration in order not to hurt you.

Since he’s that type of thrirens who’s covered in fur, you can expect hair down there as well. Though, he trims the fur there to shorten it for your comfort.

The first time you’re able to take him fully is the best you both have ever shared together — it’s like you’ve become even closer in some other level. He holds his pace slow not harm you. You take deep breathes as you catch Lycaon’s shoulders as an anchor, and he can’t stop looking down you — you look breathtaking.

Is good at eating you out. You smell nice, and he can’t stop his tongue from moving around your core and clit. Your soft whines and grabbing at his fur only entices him to guide toward the edge as he carefully holds your hips. He’s extremely attentive, and reads every your movement, expression and sounds. He can tell when you’re about to climax, and speeds up ministrations over your clit to make you come.

If you want to give him head, he doesn’t mind yet doesn’t expect you to do so. He’s super flustered during the whole process. His size doesn’t allow you to take him fully in your mouth. He’s a bit more vocal like this, letting low groans that bubble in his throat. He uses all his restraint not to grab your hair accidentally or thrust in your mouth involuntarily in order not to hurt you (he’s strong and big, after all) when he’s closer to his climax.

Loves the missionary position, since it allows him to see your face and your reactions clearly both from pleasure, and watch you closely if he accidentally hurts you. Doggystyle is… a classic for wolf thirens, he doesn’t mind it, he can bury his face into the crook of your neck and inhale your scent as he holds your closer from behind while guiding his cock in and out of you. Lycaon also likes posses which allow you to be at top — this way you yourself can guide the pace that’s comfortable for you, plus seeing you pleasing yourself on his cock is another advantage of it.

His libido was moderate but he had it under control. But when you appear in his life, it has increased. Sometimes, during his breaks, Lycaon has to calm himself down with his own hands. After locking the door of his room, he sits down comfortable, unbuckles his trousers and lets his cock. He sighs deeply, thinking ‘How did I get here?’ and grabs his cock. He pumps it slowly at first. He closes his eye, imagine it’s you own hand doing it. His ears flicks as he imagines you whispering something teasing or even dirty into one of his ears. The speed increases as your hand into his imagination speeds up as well. Your sweet voice, your movement, your expressions brings him to the edge. After hitting the climax, Lycaon feels a bit embarrassed from the fact it’s how he spends his breaks, and it’s you who haunts him and his imagination.

His wolf tail is extremely expressive: it flicks when he’s agitated, flustered or in a good mood. He tries to hide it, but you learn to read it like a secret language. His tail brushes over your skin affectionately. And you sometimes brush it, which makes Lycaon both flustered and excited, especially if you dare to brush your fingers closer to the tail’s basis, over his skin.

Is wolf thiren, and it makes his senses sharper such as hearing and smelling. He can smell … your menstrual cycle, especially when you’re ovulating. He gets weirdly excited over it. He may dare become a bit handsy with you, like brushing his hands and tails over your skin where it can make you shiver. If he smells you being on your period, he’s extra attentive (well, he normally IS as well) to you and tries his best to help you survive these unpleasant days of your cycle by preparing you painkillers, your favourite drinks and snacks.

Also enjoys the scent of you on his clothes. You may notice that he leaves some of his shirts for you to notice and wear them.

Is a hopeless tease without even realising it (maybe it’s echos from the times when he was a phantom thief) by saying the most dangerously suggestive things in his formal tone. “Allow me to take care of you tonight, you’ve had quite a day.”

His teeth are sharp, and he knows how to use them on you (and you love it). He’s careful at first, nipping at sensitive spots like your collarbone or shoulder. But when passion takes over, he leaves faint marks, and you have to cover them. Lycaon won’t be able to stop apologizing about the fact he harmed you. You’ll have to convince him that you’re okay, and you don’t mind being bitten by him.

[rbyoai]

familial yumeship art — prager and my self-insert / yumesona

[fukkafyla3]

Did I scare you? I made it through… I won. No praise for me? My dearest partner…

[rhinedottirau]

the boys ☆ hugo vlad's EP

curse my fate (destin et malédiction)

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐋𝐘𝐂𝐀𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

summary: some lycaon dating headcanons

pairing: von lycaon x gn! reader

warnings: just fluff (and floof :D); not proofread, just a small set of hcs to kick writer’s block to the curb; also my first time writing for lycaon/zzz, so i still have to get a feel for the characters

a/n: writer’s block loophole: pick one of your friends to target and lock in (this one’s for you, @zhongrin dearest ^^)

general masterlist

You had recently noticed that Lycaon sometimes switched sides when you walked through New Eridu together. Still continuing your conversation, he elegantly let you pass by him, only to rejoin you at your other side, the motion so practised it almost looked like a dance.

For some time, you’ve wondered why he did it and why he only did it sometimes, until you overheard some girls in a café discussing an old drama, swooning over how the male lead always walked on the side of the road. And sure enough, Lycaon only ever traded places with you when you were the one walking closest to traffic.

However, despite being enamoured by his thoughtfulness, you also couldn’t help but notice how your lover seemed to hesitate a little on some occasions. At first you thought it was your imagination but you could clearly see an internal struggle going on behind the crimson of his eye before he moved towards the side of the road nonetheless, your window into his thoughts gone as his gaze was shielded from you by his eyepatch.

That was when you connected the dots.

Lycaon didn’t like not being able to easily see you. Sure, he could still turn his head to look at you but just being able to glance at you from the corner of his eye was clearly the favourable option to him. Not only did it facilitate checking up on you, he was also simply charmed by you. Whether it was you savouring a drink or treat on your way through the city or the way your eyes would light up when you saw something in the shop windows that intrigued you, Lycaon didn’t want to miss it. Yet, your safety was still of the utmost importance to him, so in the end he’d always move to the side of traffic for you.

Well, at least you had finally figured out why your boyfriend always occupied the right side of the couch and the bed, leaving you to snuggle up on his left…

Speaking of bed time, after a long day at work, Lycaon gladly left brushing his fur to you. The feeling of the brush in combination with your fingers raking through his coat, untangling all the knots he so carefully tried to avoid and diligently ridding it of whatever was clinging to it after his duties were done, was deeply soothing. Honestly, the first few times you offered to help him, he had almost been embarrassed by how quickly the sensation dissolved all the tension from his shoulders. 

But, at this point, he gladly welcomed your gentle touch, even if it weighed down his eyelid and made it increasingly more difficult to stifle a yawn. Especially the attention you paid to smoothing out the areas that had been pressed down by his uniform all day had his eye soften with affection for you. As someone who looked after others day in and day out, it was nice being taken care of like this.

Although, to say this was any less relaxing for you, would be a lie. Lycaon took great care of his fur, so it was always soft to the touch and you never had any real troubles running the comb and brush through it. The only “problem” you sometimes encountered was his tail twitching between your hands as you tried to tend to it, the end tickling you in return for all the attention you were giving it. When you first met Lycaon, never in a million years would you have imagined he’d ever trust you enough to let you see this side of him, but now that he did, you couldn't help but smile fondly to yourself.

It was a rare luxury that you got to wake up in your lover’s arms after a good night’s sleep, reserved for the few precious days where Lycaon wasn’t working. Yet, that only made the mornings on which you could cuddle up to him further to shut out the day for a few more minutes even more cherished. An early riser by habit, there was a big chance the thiren was already awake before you, content to simply hold you for a little longer as you clung to sleep, soothingly running his hands over your back.

When you finally decided it was time to get out of bed, by the time you finished washing up and made your way to the kitchen, the delicious smell of freshly brewed coffee/tea already wafted over to you. Naturally, your lover had very quickly picked up on your preferences and would be damned if he couldn’t put his skills to use at home too. Handing you a warm mug, you soaked in the tranquility of the moment as you leant side by side against the kitchen counter, discussing breakfast options.

Yet, even on the days where he had to leave early for work, Lycaon still made you feel his love for you, even if he couldn’t be there when you got ready for the day. Be it your favourite bread in the basket on the counter or your lunch already prepped in the fridge, he always showed you that you were a priority to him, even after his day had barely started. These small affections were always accompanied by little notes, reminding you to eat, wishing you luck at work or simply telling you that he loved you, spelling out was he already conveyed so clearly.

If it wasn’t clear already, Lycaon would be nothing short of a true gentleman with you, always conscious of your presence and preferences. Be it opening doors for you, pulling out a chair or fixing your clothes, he was always the definition of attentive. And yes, the argument could be made that he was like this at work as well, however the guests of Victoria Housekeeping were never privy to that same affectionate glint in his eyes as he carefully fixed your necklace or even knelt down to fix your shoelace that had come undone. That was reserved for you and you only.

One thing he would not stand for, would be you being demeaned in one form or another. Of course, if you wanted to handle the situation yourself, he always let you, but reminded you he’d support you. If it was an accident, like a waiter bringing you the wrong order, he would very politely point it out. However, if someone deliberately mistreated you without showing any intention to change or apologise, he’d make it very clear that such behaviour wouldn’t be tolerated. He was well aware that you could handle yourself, but not every situation was easy to navigate and Lycaon would do everything in his power to protect you from harm; the last thing he’d want was to see you hurt.

If you were under the impression, however, Lycaon would never use his skills to tease you, you would be sorely mistaken. Really, he couldn’t help himself, your reactions were just too cute, so he’d rather not pass it up when the opportunity presented itself.

Seriously, with how often you’d already told your lover not to keep certain items on the top shelves, you’d think he’d already have remedied the problem. Yet, this particular complaint seemed to keep falling on deaf ears. Instead, when you were stretching to reach something once more, you’d suddenly find yourself trapped between the counter and the thiren that had appeared behind you, effortlessly reaching for whatever it was you needed. All the while, the nails of his hand resting comfortably on your hip dimpled the fabric of your clothes and his palm spread heat all the way up to your ears, especially when Lycaon leant just a bit more of his weight into you.

When he handed the item to you, he’d take one look at you and ask if there was something wrong. Perhaps if you didn’t know him well enough, you’d assume the question was truly innocent, that he just wasn’t aware of what he was doing to you. You, however, could very clearly identify the mischievous glint in his eye and the wolfish grin tugging at his lips.

Lycaon might be the death of you. But would you have it any other way?

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[hayw1res]

𖦹 ` 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝅄 ; synopsis : von lycaon is a true gentleman, he would never act on his selfish desires on his master. that is until mating season rolls around…

𝅄 ; warnings : 18+ , knotting , mating press , mentions of breeding “pregnancy and pups” , p in v , unprotected sex , light predator x prey , slight dubcon but everything is consensual , animalistic urges , slight fluff at the end

𝅄 ; a/n : my first fic on this account, i do hope you enjoy! my requests are open of course. not proofread ; sorry for any errors!

NEW ERIDU, is home to many individuals and home to many different factions. One of those being Victoria Housekeeping . You found yourself at the mercy of those individuals from time to time, especially the ever so proper Von Lycaon. A gentleman through and through , who isn’t afraid of protecting his dear master from the depths of the hollows where you often find yourself after conducting research.

Now, you knew better not to get too involved in any of his personal business, but when he sent a sudden notice of absence it worried you. Why on earth would he need to leave? For how long? What was wrong with him? You had to know, as his close friend and well.. esteemed patron. That’s what lead you to meet at the place you knew would have your answers. Strangely enough, none of the girls were home either, not even Ms Alexandrina.

It sent a shiver down your spine as you crept through the empty halls, it was silent..eerie. It was almost perfect for their faction at least but even for them this seemed a little far fetched. A little too silent for your liking. You could hear the way your heel clicked and clacked against the concrete floor beneath you. It was dark, the sun set a while ago..the moon shined bright through one of the cracked windows, the cold hair caused your hairs to raise and goosebumps to form. Why was everything suddenly so much scarier?

You just needed to find Lycaon and deliver the basket of treats you made for him , to hopefully quell whatever illness he described in his latest message as to why he had to be distant for a while. You turned the corner, only a few feet away from the room of the wolf thiren when you heard a growling. It pierced through your ears as the only thing breaking the eerie silence, that and now your increased heartbeat. You gasp, It sounded like he was in pain.. you didnt want him to feel pain anymore! You were just here to help.

You pick up the pace almost speed walking to his door, it was locked. You turn the handle again and again, calling out to him to let you in! To let you cure his sickness. Oh how naive and ignorant you are. The wolf was no longer the pristine and well groomed man you usually met , but more an untamed beast of pure and undeniable lust. The door swung open, almost off its hinges as he towered above you. Did he get taller? His chest was exposed, his once clean attire was discarded in rags behind him. He panted , his fangs almost dripping in saliva as he looked at you like you were his meal.

You didnt know why your legs burned as you ran away from the beast, you didn’t even know why you were running to begin with. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you heard his heavy footsteps behind you, no less giving you a lead. You knew Lycaon could catch up to you if he truly wanted to. But this wasn’t Lycaon this was someone—something else. You blanked, which way did you come from? Where were you? You made the mistake of standing idle while an animal hunted you. His breathing was ragged in your ear as his clawed hand tightened around you waist yet he didnt hurt you, in fact it was the opposite.

“Stay.” He finally spoke, his voice was almost unrecognizable as the rest of his appearance. His fur was unkept, his eyes were almost completely black as he stared down at you..but the small part of him was still there- that still wanted to protect you, his master. He knew exactly how to, he knew how to protect you from everyone else, everyone who wasn’t him—every other thiren or human out there who dared to claim you. No. He would do it first before them all.

Completely compromised, you’re almost forced in position with your face touching the hard cold floor and his hands forcibly tearing apart your garments. You squeal, you try and break free and tell Lycaon to calm down! Your pleads fall deaf to his ears, the only sense he can make out is your scent. Arousal, fear.. it was a deadly mix for a wolf, it made him crave you more. His hands were somehow soft against your plush skin, playing with the fat of your thighs as he forced your body in every position he could until he was satisfied. You couldn’t help but feel your core leak at the sight of him when you’re finally on your back. His cock was large and swelling, pulsing over your entrance as he tried to hold back every urge he could until he knew you were ready.

His long digits found way into your core, it stun as he dragged them in and out, you knew you needed more than this you needed him. “Ly—Lycaon” You’d call, forcing him to throw out every thought telling him to take his time. You needed him as he needed you, and who was he to deny his master their desire? He almost couldn’t resist when your walls clamped around his thick member, his saliva dripped down onto your exposed chest- coating your mounds with the liquid as his hand came up to massage it in. His pace began slowly, he still cared of course. You could feel everything, every thrust, every twitch—you could feel it all.

Gradually he sped up, he started to thrust at an unforgiving pace, his moans breathless and mixing with your downright pornographic voice, he never felt so much pleasure in his life—all that buildup truly meant something now that he can unload everything he had into you, yes, yes hed give you his all. He would fill you to the brim and get you nice and pregnant with his kin—with his pups. You could do that right?

“you-you will mother..mother my kin—wont you master?” He purred, his tongue lapping at your neck as he started to fuck you like an animal- like the beast he truly was. You could barely speak back, your brain was practically mush at this point. You could only cling to the little you could as your poor cunt got abused by his unforgiving pace. His knot began to swell against the base of his cock, you could feel it prodding at your entrance— no, you couldn’t take this! Not when you could barely take his cock. That didn’t matter to Lycaon though, you would take it whether you liked it or not. His hands came to your thighs yet again but this time to force them beside your head, your teary eyed fucked out face only urged him on.

“yes—yes! take my knot.. my beloved-! my master—please, please let me in..” He’d growl before biting down on your neck , you scream as you feel that familiar burst of energy shock through you- the slick from your cum and arousal created the perfect substance for his knot to slide inside of you..filing you to the brim with his cum. He licked at your neck as his tail wagged behind him furiously.. he finally found someone suitable for his kin.. for his love..for his desires to be fulfilled.

He couldn’t let you go now, not even long after he calmed down. In reality, he was terrified on seeing you now that he was in the right state of mind..what an idiot he was. “Master—I deeply apologize for my behavior. This is why I notified everyone about the full moon” His voice made you chuckle, of course.. the damn moon. “Master-?” He called again, afraid he may have broken you. You surely were “broken” at least that’s how your body felt.

“Lycaon”

“Yes Master-?”

“Carry me to bed”

“Of course..I am at your service”