Painter men that’s so obsessed with your curves that he unconsciously draws details of it in his paintings every time his hands start speaking his mind.
He knows the curves of your waist by heart, he doesn’t even give any thoughts about how to paint the canvas. It’s so precise in his mind, as if he had been painting you for ages. Clearly it’s automatic, like his hands were stuck in a loop to draw you.
You’re his muse, his biggest inspiration days and nights. He daydreams and dreams about your delicate figure roaming around his studio. His cheeks flushing pink whenever you finally walk in the room.
He spends hours looking at your figure, your mimics, the way you frown when you get too concentrated in your work or lecture. When you show him something to have his opinion, your little face eager to get any reactions from your boyfriend.
The way your chest rise and falls when you breathe, fast or slow, anything is just enough to attract his attention. Just you, you only, his only ever muse, his most precious and most beautiful piece of art. All for him to paint in all of its meanings and colors.
“nngh.. please”
He smiles, remote tightly held in his defined hands while he presses buttons, the vibration only going stronger on your wet pussy. Eyes focused on the canva in front of him, concentrated on the emotions he’s painting into it, colors echoing the sound of your moans for only his ears to hear.
“stop squirming around like that, Miss.. w’dun wanna ruin such a piece of art now, do we ?”
Easier said than done when all he does is leave you drenched in sweat and your own cum on the sofa. You can just squirm in mixed pleasure and discomfort by the way the cold breeze hits your opened legs only for him to paint.
“i-ahh can’t.. anymore please.. ahh fuuck!”
It hits you, you cum yet again under his lust-dazed eyes piercing through your pleading and teary ones. He scoffs, his ears burning red at the envy but he isn’t done with the painting yet. Your words falling on deaf ears as he pushes the volume up more.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head, you can barely air a sound, and when you finally catch your breath, the lewdest moan escapes your throat. You swear if anyone passed by they’d think he’s torturing you. Well they wouldn’t be wrong but you asked for this.
He’s eyeing you, devouring you in small glances, a faint smirk glued to his lips. Only your pleads keep him from losing his mind, snapping him out of his pant for a bit.
If only this pant wasn’t so tight in the first place, but he needs just a few more strokes with his paintbrush. He’s too distracted by the way your face contorts in pleasure every time you cum on this sex-toy. Do you fucking love it more than his cock ?
“just a little more, baby..”
He sighs, barely holding a moan by the thought of painting you with his own sweet color. Fuck. He draws few more details and he jumps up his chair, almost throwing his brush and palette.
Hands quick to pull down his pants, holding his aching cock while his eyes stare at you in lust. He walks over to you, scanning your face to your chest rising up and down in distress for air, until he catches sight of your opened legs.
His favorite dessert fully undressed, a pinkish vibrator holding itself inside to try and pleasure you like he does. Thrown to the side and quickly replaced by his length, sliding between the spots that couldn’t be reached by the toy.
His dick is rock hard, it only takes him a few strokes to already cum inside your walls, but he hopes you weren’t expecting him to stop there because he was only getting a taste of what he was craving for a while long now.
It’s only the beginning and he’s going to make sure you’re painted more than any of his paintings. Whiter than any of the empty ones. Just to make sure he went to the end of his masterpiece.
— MARIUS RAFAYEL (albedo) —
— AND ANY OF YOUR FAVS ♡
came through my mind, was picturing the obsessive painting and it sounded cute at first lol until it turned into sth dirty..
likes, rb and comments are appreciated, thank you lovelies ♡
@eternallyei. please do not copy/translate/use as your own.
HIHIHI IDK IF YOU REMEMBER ME BUT YOUR ALBEDO THEME IS SO !!!! ME TOO EEE <333 that being said !! can i ask for mean dom!albedo w aphrodisiacs on like an assistant reader maybe,,, TYTY I LOVE UR WRITING
OMG PEARLL IT'S SO NICE TO SEE YOU OFC I REMEMBER YOUU!!! And thanks, when I made the theme I was so proud of it lmao and forgive me for taking soo long with this request😭😭
Mean! Dom! Albedo x Assistant! Fem! Reader
¡Warnings!: Aphrodisiacs, Sub! Reader, Dubcon/Noncon, Dumbification, Chocking, Degradation, Albedo calls you princess, Thigh Riding, Reader cums easily, Implied Virgin! Reader, I feel like I missed something!
It was an honor to be the personal assistant of the best alchemist in Mondstadt. You were proud of your position and always did your best to hold up your image, even if you did slip up every now and then.
You were always with him wherever he went, sometimes it was by choice and other times he demanded your presence. Whenever the latter happened it would leave you confused but proud that he wants you around.
Now just happened to be one of those times and this time you were in Dragonspine once again.
You were supposed to just 'relax' but now you were growing quite impatient since you had nothing to do and whenever you asked Albedo if there was anything you could assist with, he sent you to do something boring, like dusting the shelves or rearranging the books. You wanted to be assigned to something exciting, maybe collecting some slime secretions, or helping him mix up a new chemical, or....oh! Perhaps even something related to the cryo hypostasis!
As much as you didn't want to be a nuisance, you felt your brain cells deteriorating the more you stood around doing nothing, even observing the alchemist paint the wonderful scenery of the mountains outside had lost it's entertainment. So once more you tried to get Albedo to let you do more than sit around,"Sir, are you sure there's nothing else that needs to be done? No experiments needed to be conducted, no hypotheses to test?" You tried dropping some hints that would tell him to let you actually go out of the confinements of his laboratory but Albedo only sighed.
He personally thought it was nice to watch you when you weren't looking. So beautiful.... like a dainty little doll.... !!
Oops, he must've zoned out for a bit. Shaking his head slightly, he pondered your question. You had been bugging him non stop since you got here, but he couldn't really blame you. You were always an energetic one, always looking for something to do, or more specifically, something that'll please him. So just existing in his lab probably wasn't the best thing for you, besides, there is something he did want to try....
"Well, if you want to do something that badly, there is one thing I have in mind...." "Oh? What is it? Can I help you with it? What do you need me to do? Should I go—" "It's rather, dangerous, are you sure about this?" "The more dangerous, the better!" "Wait right here."
He put down his brushes and paint and left the room. When he came back he was holding something in his hand, a little vial containing a curiously pink liquid. Upon closer inspection you saw that it was filled with carbonated bubbles fizzing around. "I want you to drink this." "What is it?" "....I can't tell you." "..."
That was an odd response. Albedo never kept secrets from you before and it made you rather uneasy about what you were going to put in your body. But you trust him, he would never poison you, not on purpose anyway. So you just took his word for it and drank the liquid in one gulp.
It tasted very sweet, like a dozen sweet flowers had been mixed in, the texture was nice too, the way the liquid ran down your oesophagus felt satisfying. "So...I drank it. What now?" "We wait."
Albedo watched your face contort in confusion and held back a smile. Oh you were so soo clueless.
You stood there for a while, feeling kind of awkward as Albedo's eyes bore into the side of your head. You were thinking of something to say that would break the tension, not really paying any mind to the heat building up between your legs.
You may not have noticed the way your thighs were rubbing together, or the way you started tugging at your shirt collar, or the way your breathing became heavy and deep but Albedo saw it all. You couldn't hide anything from him. This was no exception.
Walking up to you he asked,"Are you feeling any different now?" "Uh... n-not really....just a bit h-hot–"
You find it hard to form a proper sentence without stuttering and jumbling up your words. The fact Albedo's standing right in front of you doesn't help either. You can't help but stare, goodness. Has he always been this attractive? The way he's looking at you...you can feel your underwear getting wetter.
"Hmm... are you sure? It seems you have a little issue down here." His hand cups your heat, making you gasp and immediately try to close your legs which he forces apart with his other hand. "I—" You cut yourself off as a surprised moan leaves your mouth when Albedo presses two fingers deeper against your clothes cunt and begins dragging them back and forth.
"S-sir, what are you—haah!— doing?" "Why helping you of course, unless, you don't want it?" You whine as he removes his hand from between your legs. You were so close! Oh, why did he stop?
"That's not what I meant! I— uh..." Your already red face burned even more as you struggled to find a way to tell Albedo that you actually want him to fuck you. Your boss simply sat down on a nearby chair and, patting his lap, he said,"Well, if you want to cum, you have to work for it princess. Ride my thigh and make a good show out of it. If you succeed, I will reward you with release, don't and you will face the consequences." A mean, smile was plastered across his face as he spoke, after all, what other option did you have?
You walk over and as you straddle his thigh, you avoid his burning gaze. However, Albedo doesn't like that and reaching up a hand to grab your face he pulls it close so you are forced to make eye contact with him. "Don't just sit there, if you want me to touch you, start moving." Letting your face go, he leans back in the chair with his hands crossed against his chest, smirking at you.
You're brought out of your dazed state as your pussy needing throbs. Hesitantly putting your hand on his shoulders, you use the leverage to move yourself. Suddenly you flinch and gasp at the feeling of your clothed clit dragging against the rough fabric of his pants.
A few more weak attempts to get yourself off has you in tears, it's humiliating and you hardly have any clue to what you're doing. You look at Albedo, silently begging him for help, but he just returns it with a cruel smile. It takes a moment for you to realize what he (probably) wants and although you don't really want to, you're so desperate right now you don't really care.
"Please...." "Hm?" "Please help me! Please help me cum, sir!" "Well, since you asked so nicely, I'll help you, but you better not complain when I give you what you want." You don't understand what he could possibly mean by that, but you don't have much time to think about it when Albedo grabs your hips, pushes you down and grinds you against his thigh. It's too fast and hard for you but nothing you say makes him slow or soften his pace. It's barely a minute before you feel the knot in your stomach burst. You collapse into his neck, tears streaming down your face, soaking his coat but suddenly you feel him yank you up by your throat. "Did you cum just by rubbing yourself against my thigh? Fully clothed no less, such a sensitive little whore aren't you? But I'm afraid you haven't satisfied me, so I think a punishment is due, don't you?"
Without warning, he suddenly squeezes your throat, stopping any air from making its way to your lungs. Your hands immediately try grasp his arm, but Albedo manages to catch them, leaving you to slowly asphyxiate. Fortunately, he let's go after a while, chuckling at the way you choke and sputter. "You have any idea how adorable it is to see you struggle," he sighs,"I've wanted this for so long and finally, I have you at my mercy. Now, for your punishment."
Cold air brushes your cunt as your cum-soaked pants and panties are ripped off. As soon as they're off, your juices gush out, messing his thigh up even more. You shut your eyes in embarrassment, not daring to meet his gaze, "Look at that. Who would've thought someone like you would cum so much untouched? You must like this more than you'd ever admit, no?" "No, I—" "Don't lie to me." "But—" Your sentence is cut short by a hard slap. "I don't want to hear any excuses. In fact, maybe it's better if you just shut up." You make a gagging noise as two fingers are shoved so far into your mouth, they hit the back of your throat. That was so hot, Albedo thinks, imagine if that was his cock.
Bringing his attention back to your pussy, he rubs his free hand against it, making you squirm as he collects your arousal and cum on his fingers. So wet, surely it would be enough for you to take his cock. Unbuckling his belt, he takes it out. Your eyes widen in slight fear, how were you going to take that inside of you?
Albedo laughs at the anxious look on your face, what are you worried about? Of course it's going to fit and if it doesn't, he'll make it fit.
Taking his hand out of your mouth, he lifts you up by your thighs and positions your entrance over the leaky tip of his cock. He then slams you down, giving you no time to adjust, a twisted, sadistic look is on his face as you scream and begin to cry once more. After giving you a few seconds, he lifts you up and impales you on his cock over and over again. It's fast, hard and painful, each thrust causing you to let out something that sounded like a mixture of a cry and a moan.
You beg him to stop, but in the back of your mind you think, do you really want him to? Yes it hurts, you are a virgin after all, but it also feels really good at the same time, in fact, it nearly feels too good. You didn't really have much time to recover from your first orgasm and now you feel another one coming. You're unsure if to say anything, but the uncertainty is short lived when fresh tears fall from your eyes as you cream around his cock.
"Came again? Ahh... and I've barely felt even close the cumming." "P-please sir, n-no more..." "Sorry princess, but like I said, you've failed to satisfy me, now you must accept your punishment."
You were exhausted and looked like a mess. Hair disheveled and sticking to your sweaty skin and clothes stained with cum while Albedo on the other hand, seemed perfectly normal aside from his dilated pupils, red tint across his face and small beads of perspiration rolling down his forehead.
Suddenly, you feel your stomach make contact with the cold Marble of the table as Albedo effortlessly puts you on it and turns you over. "I think this would be a more efficient position."
Before you know it, his cock is drilling into you once more. His pace is as fast as ever and you find your self grabbing at the tables edge while you moan in ecstasy. It's uncontrollable, the way a third orgasm washes over you at his continuous pounding.
It goes on like that for a while. You've cum about eight times before Albedo cums once. When he does, he cums inside you and you squirm at the foreign feeling. When he pulls out he can't help but feel mesmerized by the way his thick seed trickles out of your abused hole, running down your trembling thighs and falling into the puddle of cum from all your previous orgasms.
"You did so well for me princess, now wait here while I go get something to clean ourselves up." He sounds so unbothered, how much stamina does he have? While you lay there, brain reduced to mush and unable the form a coherent sentence or think of anything but the feeling of his cock in your walls. If there's one good thing about this whole situation, it's the fact that the uncomfortable fire in your stomach and nether regions is gone now :)
WARNINGS: NSFW - MDNI, Pet names, sexual behavior, name calling, some a bit rough and mean
SUMMARY: They took your virginity. Case solved.
CHARACTERS: HSR Men X F!Reader (no aged up Charas)
WORD COUNT: 13.150
Argenti
All you can do is whine as his fingers scissor and stretch you, juices dripping down. His tongue softly rubs circles around your clit like he’s painting you, a masterpiece. And you can’t help but moan out at the new pleasure. His fingers hit that spot that sends an electric jolt to your toes and back, you desperately arch with another whine. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes from the pleasure. It's overwhelming you, he promised to be gentle, and he is. But never once did he tell you how good this will all feel.
“S-Shit Argenti-, I can’t—I’m gonna—” You can’t even finish your sentence, your voice begins to crack, your hips bucking widly as he speeds up. And then you’re coming, babbling nonsense and his name like a prayer as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. You don’t even comprehend that you squirt all over his hand and mouth, or that he’s rutting his hips against the bed and moaning into your cunt as he tastes you. Not only is it a pleasure to please you, beautiful you. It's a pleasure to be your first. It sends a wave of possessiveness through his body.
Slowly, he withdraws his fingers, his glistening fingers running up to your waist. “Such a dirty little rose,” he murmurs as he leans down, teeth grazing across your neck, hair tickling your skin. “Youre a sight to behold, breathless, dazed...divine.”
Aventurine
“You like that, don’t you?” He asks, grip on your throat. Its not enough to hurt you, but enough for you to know his hand is there. “You like my cock stretchin’ you out, huh?” You're unable answer him, the only thing you manage are whines and moans slipping through his fingers through your throat. He'd be mean to not let you moan out like a bitch in heat after all. Aventurine smirks knowingly, continuing his assault on your insides.
“Can't believe no one ever went inside you, youre far too good. Shit-you love it too, don't you?” You whine out, hiccuping out a moan as his other hand travels down your tummy, the soft touch sending waves to your core. His fingers eventually find your clit, rubbinh the swollen skin over and over again. Your eyes glaze over and roll back, it's too much, too much!
Your vision goes white as your orgasm hits you unexpectedly, stealing the breath from your lungs as your legs shake and back arches. “Mine, ok? Youre mine, my girl. You don't mind do you? Surely you don't...look at you, sweet girl.”
Blade
“feels s’fucking good—“ you mindlessly babbles out. His large palms are stretched out on both sides of you hips, nails digging into your skin. “Such a greedy little pussy,” he groans out with another roll of his hips. “keeps suckin’ me back in…you're a little greedy slut, hm?" he teases.
You can feel his hot breath fanning your ear while his dark hair tickles your neck. The sloppy sounds that fill the room seem to only grow louder with each thrust, as your arousal practically drips down his balls. Headboard constantly hitting the wall. You wouldn't be surprised if something would break this night, and it doesn't need to be the bed.
“if you keep moaning like a bitch in heat, i won't fucking stop,” he hissed out, as he presses down on your stomach which makes you whimper in response. "Naw, look at that," he points at the bulge in your stomach, "that's me all the way inside your greedy cunt."
Boothill
"you still good, darlin?" he asked, amused, his hands moving up to grab one of your tits, giving it a squeeze with his cold hands. He hummed at your subtle nod, his fingers pinching your nipple from below with just the right amount of pressure to bring you to the edge but not send you over. He knows he could do this for hours, his stamina is much longer than yours after all, but he doesn't want to push you just yet.
"shit.." he cursed, though not out of frustration, “your pussy is driving me crazy." he whispered against your folds, the vibrations of his voice sending shivers through your entire body, it almost felt as if you were being electrocuted or something. “its so fucking pretty for no fucking reason...”
Caelus
“shiiit-just like that...” he mumbles out as he lazily guides your movements, helping you bounce yourself up and down on his cock. Hands softly gripping your hips as he guides you. He smirks when he heard your whine as a reaction to his groans, golden halflidded eyes stare up at you. He thinks you’re adorable when you’re like this, so desperate for him yet so adamant on not asking for his help. You had no idea what you were doing, well, neither does he. But you insisted on riding him.
“doing so well,” he says with a slight whine as he thrusts his hips up in time with your movements. It doesn’t take much effort for him to flip you over and have you at his mercy. Your legs are now lifted over his shoulders while his dick is fucking you even deeper, "sorry,-shit-sorry I couldn't-hold myself back much longer-!"
Dan Heng
“just as i expected, it slipped right in...” your arm immediately slung over your face to hide your embarrassment. Something about the way he talks to you has you throbbing.
“fuck, so deep inside you already.” he breathes, as he eases his way into you. He's so painfully splitting you open. You whine and whimper, it feels too good to be true. “that’s it, there’s my girl.” his raspy laugh fills the silence. “youre doing so good for me, just a bit longer, ok?”
He speeds up his thrusts, "eyes on me," he says, "you can do it, eyes on me." And when he hits just the right spot, your eyes roll back and flutter closed.
"Good girl."
Dr. Ratio
“it hurts, doesn't it?” he whispers, no mock, no tease, unusual for him. He knows it hurts, he's just deep enough inside you, balls deep.
“yes, it hurts…” you whine, eyes watering as you adjust. He’s letting you distract yourself a bit, letting you soak up the pain with pleasure. “… so bad.” you keep whining.
"I know, it will get better." he presses his hips flat against you, just to slowly drag his cock out of you again, leaving just his tip inside. “Doing good for a first timer. Don't worry, I'll teach you everything you need to know.”
You nod desperately, biting your lip between your teeth.
“I'll be slow, we got time.” he mumbles, a sick grin painting across his face. He'd be lying if he would say he doesn't enjoy the power play that's going on at the moment.
"I'M gonna teach you everything you need to know."
Gallagher
Your mouth falls open when he grinds his hard cock against your ass. Youre breathing hard, chest heaving. But you can't help but lean back against his chest. He slips a hand back into your underwear, rubbing slow circles against your clit. His breath is hot against your ear as he chuckles at your reaction. His middle finger slips between your folds and gathers some of your arousal to use it at your clit again. Once he had your hips jerking and whines leaving your lips, he slips two of his thick fingers inside. He moves slowly, fingers working inside of you like a caress.
“I- ‘m gonna-” you muster, weakly clawing at his arms.
He slips his hand out of your pussy again, letting his tongue run over his fingers, lapping at your juices. He hums, as the taste hits his tounge, “Shit, girl. Got me addicted already.”
Gepard
“That’s it.. Just like that..” He takes hold of the hand, kissing your knuckles, whispering soft praises into your skin to help you work up courage to keep riding him. He knows it's embarrassing for you, he knows you doubt yourself. But he also knows that you can do it.
“Doing so good for me, ok? So good, keep going..”
It takes his everything to hold back his hips and not fuck up into you, it's all too inviting. He holds you, wrapping both arms around your torso and pull you close to his chest. One hand slips down to your hips, guiding you on his cock. "Like that, yeah."
Hot breaths reach your ear as he hums in approvment. "Good...shit--good."
Jing Yuan
“ass up. There you go, atta girl.” and you almost shiver from his touch on you'd hips as he turns you over. Jing Yuan stares at your ass, bringing a rough palm towards your left cheek. “Mm, nice. You're doing good. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you...for now.”
As he speaks, your cheek presses further against the pillow, hiding in embarrassment. Jing Yuan watches as your ass writhes and he hums, springing out his thick cock. “I'm going in, ok? No need to be scared”
“ok...” you breathe, big talk for someone who probably has way to much experience for his own good.
"I'll go easy on you, I promised you that birdie." He whispers in your ear as he leans over, slowly pushing in.
Jiaoqiu
He dives in, his tongue delving deep into your soaked folds. He laps at you hungrily, savoring your taste as he eats you out with wild abandon. His tongue swirls around your clit before sucking it between his lips, flicking the sensitive bud rapidly. “you're so hot...,” he hums against your core, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. “thank you for the meal...”
Your finger desperately looking for support and found his hair, scratching his scalp with your long nails in the process. You can't help but let one hand wander to one of his ears, tugging on it. Immediately a whine leaves his lips as he laps on you more desperately than before.
He doubles his efforts, lapping at your clit with broad strokes of his tongue before sealing his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves and suckling greedily.
"Do that again and watch me eat you up."
Luka
Luka leans down to capture your lips in a kiss, swallowing your cries of pleasure as he pounds into you relentlessly. His hands grip your hips hard you feel like you might see some bruises tomorrow as a souvenir.
"Damn, you take my cock better than expected, baby," he rasps against your mouth, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Way to fucking well, you sure you're a virgin?" he breaks the kiss to gaze down at you. “look at me,” he commands, "that pussy is mine now. Mine."
As you meet his eyes, he reaches between your bodies to rub your clit in time with his thrusts, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck-didnt know you could get any tighter."
Luocha
The next thing you felt was his cock entering you all at once, barely giving you time to get used to his huge size and thickness. Hes not a mean man by any means, but he figured that maybe him going in faster with the ammount of slick you already got, might be less painful. Wronh judgment in a hazy moment. And fuck if he didn't love feeling the way your cunt stretched to accommodate him, how your walls are so tight around his length.
When he did it, it was over for you, and you thanked him with the most beautiful sounds he ever heard. You squeezed him and croed out, making a mess of yourself as you grab onto his shoulders for support. It all was too much for you, too much happening all at once. But you'd be a lair to say you didn't enjoy it.
He would slowly start to run against you, holding your hips in place as he drags his cock in and out of your hole. His slow speed was annoying, painful, but so good.
But the best feeling was yet to come.
“Just you wait once I'm done with you. We'll have plenty of time left to get to know each other much better."
Sampo
Without warning, he pulled out – only halfway – and plunged back inside you with an almighty push. It .ade your eyes roll back into your skull, your mind went blank for a second. His teasing laugh pulling you back into reality, "Oops-went to hard there~" As a apology he went softer on you, slowly dragging his cock in and out of your hole.
“Doing so well for me,” he groaned, as he lightly speed up again, holding your hips in a tight grip.
"Damn-" he groans as you grap onto his shoulders and dig your nails in. "Careful there baby, you don't wanna hurt poor Sampo, hm?" He laughs again as he kisses down your neck and leaves yet another bite behind.
"We could do this more often, I know I wouldn't mind."
Sunday
The all so collected man practically loses it when you wrap your legs around his back. You unknowingly push him against you, silently asking for more. "Needy, needy." he teases as breaths in your ear, giving it a soft kiss afterwards.
“Dont you worry, I'm not done with you yet.”
Although his words came out more scary than they should, his action of hiding into your shoulder makes it all seem more pathetic than dominant. His wings flutter as your parted lips let a whine escape.
He groans, burying his cock deep just as it starts to gush, painting your walls white. Your nails dig hard into his scalp.
“That came...rather unexpected.”
Welt
“it won’t fit!” you sob out loud. No way this all will fit inside you, you never took anything, or anything that size. He's bigger than you, this wont fit without tears. But you're determined today, telling him you wanted to fit everything in you.
He trails his fingers up and down your side before one hand snakes down to thumb at your clit while the other large hand clasps your hip. "i'll make it fit, and I'll be careful." he promises, soft as he pleasures you. You expected nothing less of him, he always treated you with more care than any others. He softly rubs your clit as he enters, a way of distracting you from the pain that you will encounter.
he just loves to slap your cunt when you’re cumming. He’s never sweet or gentle about it- no, he knows you love it when he’s mean to you. “Y’like this, darlin’? Yeah, yeah- you do, huh?Look at you, you’re shaking.. how cute.” He’d chuckle, his hand coming down against your clit much harsher. If anything, it only makes you cum harder and oh, the way his fingers hit that spongy spot inside your pretty pussy.. you’re left seeing stars with the way your eyes roll to the back of your head. “That’s it- fuckin’ cum f’me- pretty little pain slut can’t help it, hm? There you go.. good girl.”
hello everyone, sorry for disappearing. i lost motivation again but im back now! i won't be taking requests as of now because i'm going to be busy. YES I GOT A J*B. SCARY RIGHT? but oh well, what's done is done. anyways enjoy this doflamingo fic i made. idk why but i love him now
Donquixote Doflamingo ~ !! The Size of Trouble
warnings: suggestive but no smut, reader calls him doffy, pet names such as baby bird, little bird etc, teasing, making out, reader is tiny compared to him and wearing his shirt, doflamingo is jealous,
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
You were sitting on his lap.
It started out innocent.
He pulled you there while going over intel,
Letting you lean against his chest.
But now the papers were forgotten.
And his attention?
Fixed on the way his shirt had slipped off your shoulder.
"Tch... you really like tempting me, huh?"
He muttered, voice dropping low against your neck.
You blinked.
"I’m literally just sitting here."
"Exactly,"
He chuckled darkly, trailing a gloved finger along your bare thigh.
"You're doing nothing—and it’s driving me insane."
You squirmed a little, flustered, but he tightened his grip around your waist, breath hot in your ear.
"You have no idea what it does to me when something so... small sits so sweetly on me like this."
Your breath hitched.
"Doffy—"
"Shhh."
He pressed his lips to your ear, whispering each word like a promise.
"You're mine. And when you wear my shirt... when you cling to me like that... it makes me want to tear it off just to feel all of you."
You whined under your breath.
"Then do it."
He froze.
Then—
Oh no—
He grinned.
Wide.
Wicked.
Wanting.
"Careful, baby bird,"
He said with a husky growl.
"Say things like that again, and I won’t stop at the shirt."
His hand slid up your thigh, slow, deliberate—making you shiver.
"Let me remind you exactly why I don’t let anyone else see you like this..."
Your breath hitched when his hand gripped the back of your thigh.
Lifting you just enough to make your balance shift,
His control tightening like a noose around your senses.
"Mmm, you feel that?"
He whispered against your lips, barely brushing them.
"That’s me holding back."
You whimpered.
Soft and shaky—and that was all it took.
His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose as he pinned you gently to the wall,
One hand flat beside your head,
The other still holding your thigh flush to his hip.
"You think I didn’t notice how you acted around the crew today?"
He murmured, voice like velvet wrapping around barbed wire.
"Laughing. Leaning close. Acting like your smile belongs to anyone but me..."
Your lips parted to protest,
But he tilted your chin up—barely touching,
Yet your knees weakened like jelly.
"Tsk... say it. Tell me who owns you."
"Y-You do..."
You whispered, face burning.
"Louder."
"You do, Doffy..."
He grinned—teeth bared like a wolf—and leaned in until your noses almost touched.
"Damn right I do."
His gloved hand dragged upward,
Slipping under the hem of the shirt you stole again that morning.
You gasped,
Body jolting against him.
He chuckled darkly.
"You know what the best part is, little bird?"
His lips finally brushed yours—a ghost of a kiss,
Just enough to make you chase after it.
"You always pretend you’re innocent..."
He growled, voice lower than ever, dangerously close to breaking.
"But you knew what you were doing the moment you walked into my room in only my shirt."
You titled up your head for more.
His breath fanned over your lips—so close,
Too close—but he kept you waiting,
Drinking in the way your lashes fluttered and your thighs squeezed together just from his voice alone.
He tilted his head slightly, smug.
"Look at you..."
His thumb traced your bottom lip—softly, reverently.
"You're trembling, and I haven't even kissed you yet."
You could barely take it anymore.
So you leaned in.
Small, bold, defiant—and kissed him.
And for half a second,
Everything went still.
His fingers froze on your skin.
Then?
He devoured you.
He crushed your body to his,
Hand sliding up your back,
His other gripping your jaw like he was claiming you.
The kiss was hot, deep, and absolutely unrelenting.
You whimpered against his mouth,
And that only made him groan low in his throat,
Tongue sliding over yours as if tasting everything you ever were.
"You’re mine,"
He growled between kisses, voice husky and wrecked.
"Only mine. No one else gets to feel you like this. No one else gets to hear you fall apart in their arms."
He lifted you easily, pinning your back to the wall,
Your legs wrapping instinctively around his waist.
His shirt fell off one of your shoulders,
Exposing the soft skin he immediately sank his teeth into—not enough to hurt, just enough to mark.
"I’ll leave bruises on your neck if it means they stop looking at you the wrong way,"
He murmured darkly, tongue soothing the bite.
"You want to wear my clothes? Good. Then let me make sure they reek of me."
Your head tipped back, lips swollen, breathless.
"Say it again,"
He whispered at your throat.
"Who do you belong to?"
"You, Doffy,"
You gasped.
"I’m yours."
He kissed you again—harder this time,
Like he was sealing a contract with his mouth.
When he finally pulled back, pupils blown, lips smirking and wicked, he held your hips and growled.
Hello! I love your works sm and I have a lil request ^^ can you write the monster trio and how they will handle their partner being jealous 😭 also can the zoro one be like zoro and hiyori ^^
Thank you sooo much! (I'm sorry this is my first time sending a request so I don't rlly know how it goes) 😭💕
aww tysm for requesting! here it is, sorry it took so long, I'm doing these requests in order 😭
monster trio ~ !! When Jealousy Strikes.
warnings: none. jealousy ofc hehe
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Monkey D. Luffy
Luffy is pretty straightforward.
He’s a bit clueless about the subtleties of jealousy,
But he notices when you’re upset or distant.
When he sees that glint of jealousy in your eyes,
He gets super protective,
Not because he’s jealous himself,
But because he doesn’t like seeing you unhappy.
He’ll grab your hand and say,
“Hey! You’re the one I want! Nobody else matters!”
Then he’ll pull you into a big goofy hug and try to cheer you up with something silly.
Like offering you meat or planning a fun adventure.
His pure, honest way reminds you that you’re his #1, even if he’s not the best at words.
Roronoa Zoro
Zoro’s jealousy is low-key, slow burn.
When he notices your jealousy,
He doesn’t make a big scene,
But his eyes darken a little,
And he tightens his grip on his sword or on your hand if you’re nearby.
He shows his feelings through actions.
Like quiet protectiveness, a little extra attention in small ways.
He always walking by your side,
Or catching your arm when you stumble.
If you ever confront him about your jealousy,
He might grunt and say something like,
“You’re the only one I’m here for. Don’t waste time worrying about others.”
It’s not flowery, but it’s as real and steady as it gets.
Vinsmoke Sanji
Sanji’s jealousy is dramatic and passionate.
The classic romantic.
The moment he senses jealousy,
His eyes soften but his voice sharpens,
Like a protective flame.
He’ll whisk you away from whatever’s bothering you,
Wrapping you in a gentle but possessive embrace.
“Who else could even compare to my beautiful y/n?” he’ll say,
Maybe with a playful smirk.
He’ll cook you something special,
Pour you a drink,
And shower you with compliments until your jealousy melts away.
He’s the kind of guy who wears his heart on his sleeve and isn’t afraid to be a little extra to make sure you feel secure and loved.
would you ever write something like: what's it like to wake up with the monster trio? or maybe, what's a morning like with them? your writing is beautiful and i'm obsessed.
tysm! your request is so cute and I had fun writing this one ^^
monster trio ~ !! A Morning With Them.
warnings: none. it's a bit short
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Monkey D. Luffy
You wake up to something heavy and very warm latched around your waist.
It’s Luffy,
Still deep asleep with his face pressed against your stomach,
Limbs tangled like a living octopus.
He mumbles something about meat,
Drools on your shirt,
And tightens his grip if you so much as move an inch.
Good luck escaping.
He’s not letting go ‘til you feed him or kiss him awake preferably both.
Roronoa Zoro
Sunlight leaks through the open window and catches Zoro’s face,
And you catch him pretending not to be awake.
He’ll lie there with one eye slightly cracked open,
Watching you stretch and yawn until you finally poke his cheek and go,
“You’re awake, huh?”
Only then will he grunt, p
Pull you back into bed,
And mutter,
“Too early. Shut up and sleep more.”
But his hand is already smoothing your hair behind your ear like a secret habit.
Vinsmoke Sanji
You wake up to the smell of something amazing.
You pad into the kitchen still groggy,
Only to find Sanji with messy hair,
No shirt,
Humming while flipping pancakes.
The second he notices you,
His whole face lights up.
“Good morning, my angel—sit down, sit down, breakfast is almost ready!”
He already poured your drink the way you liked it,
And stole a flower from a nearby garden to tuck behind your ear when he kisses your cheek.
Here's a good one? One time I was listening to a song call "jolene" by "dolly parton" and it got me thinking..... what if there was a girl who was trained to get in between the monster trio and their girlfriend but they stay faithful to reader?
monster trio ~ !! Loyalty Proven.
warnings: none. pet names such as baby, babe in luffy's.
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Monkey D. Luffy
The girl leaned over the bar counter,
Laughing way too loudly at one of Luffy’s jokes.
“You’re so funny, Captain~ I bet you say that to all the girls.”
Luffy blinked.
“Nope. Just my baby.”
She twirled a strand of her hair.
“Oh? You sure you want to be tied down so young?”
Luffy grinned, wide and proud.
“I love being tied down! To them.”
He pointed directly to you across the tavern,
Lighting up like a beacon when he spotted you.
“OI! BABE, THIS LADY’S WEIRD!!”
You just waved, watching the girl’s face drop.
She tried again later, pressing a hand to his chest.
“Don’t you ever get curious?”
Luffy tilted his head, confused.
“Why would I want another when I already got the best one?”
Roronoa Zoro
The girl tried to corner him during a training break,
Offering him water and pressing close.
“You’re always training alone. Doesn’t it get lonely?”
Zoro didn’t even look at her.
“No.”
She stepped in front of his weights, pouting.
“I could keep you company. You don’t even have to tell them…”
That made him pause.
Then, coldly,
“You just insulted them by thinking I’d go behind their back.”
He picked up his sword again, walking right past her.
Later, when you brought him a towel and kissed his cheek, he grunted softly.
“Some chick tried to mess with me today.”
Your eyes widened,
“Oh?”
“She’s lucky I don’t waste sword swings on pathetic distractions.”
Vinsmoke Sanji
This girl was trained in seduction.
Every move graceful, every look smoldering.
She sat beside Sanji in a café while you were out grabbing drinks.
“You must get tired of doting on just one person. Don’t you want to try something… different?”
Sanji smiled gently.
“You’re very charming, mademoiselle.”
She leaned in.
“Then why don’t you—”
“—But there’s only one person I want to charm,”
He cut her off, voice low and serious now.
“And it’s not you.”
She blinked, momentarily stunned by the shift in tone.
He lit a cigarette, looking toward the door, sensing you returning.
“I love them. And I don’t entertain ‘tests.’”
You came back to him, and he rose immediately to take your tray like a gentleman.
She watched, dumbfounded, as he kissed your hand with a smirk.
HIHI!! new request for luffy 😛 alsso I'm the same anon but I don't feel like being anonymous anymore LOL
If you can could you right luffy x a reader with a devil fruit that can make her shrink or get super big but when she uses it in a fight she gets exhausted very fast, so luffy helps her (chopper does as well but luffy is emotionally supporting the reader 🙏)
loll hello! i love your requests with luffy 😭 hope to see you request some more again!
Monkey D. Luffy ~ !! Small but Mighty.
warnings: none
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Your devil fruit powers were flashy, sure.
Shrinking down to the size of a coin to dodge an attack,
Or towering over enemies like a colossus to deliver one final blow?
Pretty dang cool.
But no one ever told you how drained you'd feel after using it.
The heaviness in your limbs, like your bones forgot how to hold you up.
Your vision blurred, and every breath felt like a marathon.
"Whoa—y/n!" Luffy caught you right as your legs gave out.
His arms were sturdy, warm, wrapping around your shoulders like a safety net.
“You did sooo cool back there!”
You tried to grin, but it came out weak and tired.
"Yeah… cool enough to pass out…”
"You're not passin’ out."
He knelt down beside you, arms tightening as he turned toward the Sunny, yelling:
“CHOPPERRR!! y/n needs you!”
Within seconds, Chopper was scrambling over with his little doctor bag, eyes wide and worried.
“She overused her powers again, huh?”
He huffed, already checking your pulse and temperature with skilled hooves.
“You have to stop doing that—you’re pushing yourself too hard!”
“Can’t help it…”
You mumbled, head lolling onto Luffy’s chest.
“Didn’t wanna let you guys down.”
Luffy looked down at you, brows furrowing—not angry, but full of something quiet and serious.
“You’d never let us down, dummy.”
He said it softly.
Earnestly.
The kind of tone he only used when it really mattered.
His fingers combed gently through your hair as Chopper finished bandaging a few minor scrapes.
“You don’t gotta hurt yourself to help us,”
He added.
“You being okay is already a big help.”
Your heart twisted a little.
Warm.
Embarrassed.
Safe.
“...Thanks, Luffy,”
You whispered.
He just beamed.
“I mean it! Even if you were tiny-tiny or super big, I’d still carry you back every time.”
“Yeah?”
You asked, lips twitching up.
“Yeah,”
He grinned, already scooping you into a bridal carry like you weighed nothing.
“But maybe not big-big. I don’t think I can lift you when you’re kaiju-size.”
You laughed weakly into his shoulder.
“I’ll save that for emergencies…”
Behind him, Chopper nodded seriously.
“And I’ll make you energy supplements so this doesn’t happen next time!”
The three of you walked back to the Sunny together.
The battle long behind you, and Luffy still holding you like the precious crew treasure you were.
hello everyone! big update!! im willing to write other characters now as I organized my masterlist! you guys can request other characters besides the monster trio :3
Helloo! Hope your having a good day! I was wondering if you can write about the asl brothers of reader showing them a dress or outfit saying “do you like it?” and when they say yes or something in between reader goes “of course you would- pervert.” as joke or something and giggles. idk thats just funny to me. if not thats okay, tyyy 🫶
hello! im sorry but i only write for the monster trio as of now, until I can organize my masterlist. im sorry i changed this to the monster trio but I love your idea! im sorry once again if you're disappointed but it was stated in my masterlist and rules :)
monster trio ~ !! Of Course You Would.. Pervert
warnings: none, maybe suggestive if you squint.
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Monkey D. Luffy
You twirled dramatically in a new outfit.
Something a little more form-fitting than usual.
And struck a pose.
“Luffy! Do you like it?”
You asked, beaming.
He blinked once.
Then twice.
“WOAH! That’s so cool!! You look super shiny and stylish, like a snack!!”
He shouted with a huge grin, practically sparkling with awe.
You giggled, stepping closer.
“Of course you’d say that… pervert.”
“HUH?!?!”
Luffy tilted his head so hard you thought he might fall over.
“Wait—how is that pervy?! I just said you looked cool!!”
He puffed out his cheeks like a child being falsely accused,
But couldn’t help laughing with you.
Roronoa Zoro
You leaned against the rail,
Casually showing off your outfit.
Something sleek, a little low-cut, just enough to catch his eye.
“Zoro,”
You said, voice light,
“Do you like it?”
He glanced over,
Jaw tightening slightly.
“…It looks good,”
He said, looking away with a faint blush on his ears.
“It suits you.”
You smirked.
“Of course you’d like it… pervert.”
He blinked slowly,
Giving you a side-eye.
“Hah?! I was being honest, not a damn creep,”
He grumbled,
Folding his arms.
“But whatever. You do look good,”
He muttered again, quieter.
You caught the tiny smirk tugging at his lips, and giggled.
Mission: success.
Vinsmoke Sanji
Sanji froze mid-step when he saw you step out in that outfit.
His eyes instantly became hearts.
He spun dramatically, holding his chest.
“My sweet, divine angel, you have utterly destroyed me!! Your beauty cannot be contained by mere fabric!!”
He dropped to one knee, practically worshipping you.
“Sanji,”
You said with a sly grin,
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! I love you!”
You leaned in, smiling sweetly.
“Of course you do… pervert.”
He froze.
“EH?!?!?!?”
Steam puffed from his ears.
“W-Wait, that was a trap?! I-I mean—yes, I do—but I’m a respectful pervert—!!”
He scrambled to recover while you laughed and gave him a pat on the head.
Hello! I love your writing so much. Can I request one about the reader being an oiran and the boys falling in love with her despite her job, so they ask her to run away with them to live with them and have adventures. (I don't know if you write smut already. If so, could you add a bit of it? If not, just the fluff) Please, and thank you so much 😭🌸
hello! im so sorry this took so long, i haven't had any motivation to write 😭 since I currently don’t write full smut, I’ll keep it suggestive and emotionally intimate :3 🌷
monster trio ~ !! Oiran's Escape
warnings: maybe slightly suggestive if you squint.
masterlist and rules || have fun reading!
Monkey D. Luffy
He visits your oiran house with wide,
Awestruck eyes.
Not for the allure, but for you, sitting poised like a still lake in moonlight.
He doesn’t understand what you do at first.
But when someone whispers it to him, he frowns.
Luffy quietly says,
“...So you can’t leave? Even if you wanted to?”
You smile softly.
It’s your job to be graceful.
Untouchable.
But his eyes burn with something else, something wild.
Luffy grins,
“Then come with me. Come be free with us!”
You laugh.
Startled, flattered, heart fluttering.
“You’d really take in someone like me?”
He just beams.
“I don’t care what you do. You’re amazing. You’re you. That’s enough.”
Later,
When you press your forehead to his in the garden.
Bare feet in the grass, your ornate hairpins laid aside
He murmurs,
“Let’s go. Right now. Just you and me and the sky.”
Roronoa Zoro
He shows up drunk the first time,
Dragged in by Sanji,
And sees you through half-lidded eyes…
But you hold his gaze.
Days pass.
Then he visits again.
Alone this time.
Silent.
Observing.
You kneel to pour his sake with practiced elegance,
But he stops your hand mid-pour.
Zoro says softly,
“You don’t have to play pretend with me.”
Your fingers freeze.
His are rough.
Warm.
He gazes at you like you’re not a fantasy,
But a real, breathing woman beneath the silks and paint.
“Come with me. You deserve to be more than someone else's dream.”
When you hesitate,
He lowers his forehead to yours, scar grazing your cheek.
Zoro says quietly,
“I’ll protect you. Even from yourself, if I have to.”
That night,
He doesn’t touch you, not like others might.
He just lays beside you on the tatami,
Your pinky hooked with his,
Silence heavy with everything you both aren’t saying.
Vinsmoke Sanji
He knows.
The moment he steps into your room and sees your painted lips,
Your practiced smile.
He knows what it costs you.
But he never treats you like glass.
Never lets his lust eclipse his adoration.
Sanji takes your hand gently,
“You don’t belong here. You belong somewhere where you can laugh—really laugh.”
You scoff.
It's charming, how easily he speaks.
But when his hand lifts to cup your cheek,
Thumb brushing your lipstick-smudged mouth,
His voice breaks.
“I’m not asking for a night. I’m asking for a life. Run with me, mon trésor.”
You’re breathless.
Later,
When you sit on his lap in the garden.
Your kimono loose, hair unpinned.
He kisses your collarbone with reverence.
Sanji murmuring,
“Come wake up next to me. Every morning. Forever.”
