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TRADE MY WHOLE LIFE JUST TO BE

୨୧ featuring: dr. ratio, blade, sunday, jing yuan, aventurine x fem reader

ଘ cw: smut, spanking, dacryphilia, oral sex, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, sword play (blade’s part | knife play, but with a sword), praise kink, degradation kink, fear play, nipple play, thigh riding, choking, fingering, rough sex

୨୧ synopsis: you become their slave for a day

ଘ wc: 4.8k

ʚ DR. RATIO ɞ

It’s not a state secret that Dr. Ratio despises idiots. He does make it abundantly clear any chance he gets. And yet you just had to keep pestering him, asking — begging to be exact — for his attention. Ratio was going to kick you out and go back to his book, when your suggestion piqued his interest.

“A game of chess. The loser will become the winner’s slave for a day. They’ll have to do anything the winner says, no complaints.”

“Anything, huh…?” Ratio smiles, closing his book and readjusting himself on his chair.

He contemplates only a moment on the matter, as you bring over the chessboard and start arranging the pieces. The magnanimous genius allows you to take the white pieces, giving you not only the first move advantage, but also a higher chance of winning against him. And yet, the outcome is all the same in the end; you lose miserably.

Ratio notices your change in demeanour. He can basically hear your thoughts; I need to get out of here. But a bet is a bet. Silently, he finds himself behind you and you startle when he grips your shoulder softly. “I hope you’re prepared, my dear.” His ominous tone and wicked smirk makes you gulp.

The next second, Ratio has you bent over the chessboard, cautious not to move a single piece. He gently caresses your body, his touch feathery, although you know it’s only the beginning; the worst is yet to come. He lifts the skirt of your dress up to your waist, goosebumps erupting on your exposed skin.

You yelp, instinctively biting your lip to muffle your shriek of surprise, as Ratio spanks you once with his book. “I gave you many chances to win,” he starts saying, landing another spank. “And yet you exploited none of them.” Spank. “How utterly disappointing, my dear.” Spank. “Let me explain how you could have won.” And as he goes on to list off all the moves and strategies you could have followed, he continues spanking you, until your arse has turned a beautiful shade of red, stinging from the pain. By the time he’s done, your lip is bleeding from how hard you bit it and your cheeks are smeared by your tears.

“Looks like you enjoyed yourself,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers rubbing your damp panties. He tears them off your body, leaving you gasping, as he takes a few steps away, then stops and turns to look at you again. “Come here, my dear,” Ratio orders. And before you take even a step, he clarifies, “Crawling.”

You’re momentarily frozen, but drop to your knees when you meet his hard gaze. You crawl to him, just like he asked, keeping your eyes on his. When you’re right in front of him, Ratio undoes his trousers, sliding them down just enough to free his cock. “You’re a terrible chess player, but perhaps you’ll be better at this.” His hand caresses your jaw, his thumb pushing through your lips and opening your mouth to slap his cock on your tongue. “For your own good.”

Ratio pushes his cock through your lips, sliding into your warm mouth. When he doesn’t make another move, that’s your cue to start sucking him off. You twirl your tongue around his length, lolling it over that vein on purpose. Your one hand strokes the part of him you cannot fit into your mouth, while the other tends to his balls, softly caressing and squeezing them, earning a few grunts from him.

Usually, he isn’t one to let his emotions show on his face, but his poker face cracks for a moment, lust and greed flashing in and out of his eyes in an instant. Ratio gathers your hair in a messy ponytail and starts thrusting in your mouth, making you gag on his girth. But he couldn’t care less if you were uncomfortable or deprived of oxygen. He pistons his hips, saliva smearing the corner of your lips.

You’re out of breath with tears streaming down your cheeks and it makes him go feral. A moment later, he pulls out of your mouth and strokes his cock, hot cum spilling all over your face. Quite the masterpiece if he says so himself. You’re panting hard, trying to regain the breath he stole from you. And yet this messy appearance of yours makes Ratio hard again, despite just cumming.

“You might be an intellectual failure, but you’re quite the expert in other fields.” Your face is so adorably lewd that he can’t help but pull his phone out and take a photo of it. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I shared this with everyone? I’m sure other stressed geniuses would seek out your services.”

“No—” you protest, when he grabs your elbow and pulls you back on your feet.

“Did I hear you complaining?” he asks, a cruel smirk on his lips. The way you keep your mouth shut and that look that indicates you’re cursing at yourself makes him chuckle. Swiftly, he slams you on the wall, his chest pressing your back further into it, your breasts flattening against the cold surface. “If you don’t want this photo to be distributed around the galaxy, then you better keep your mouth shut.”

You don’t immediately pick up on the meaning of his words, but when he thrusts balls-deep into your soaking pussy, you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your noises. Ratio pulls your arse further out, making your body curve and give him better access, as he pounds into you. Of course, he has no intention of releasing that photo for the world to see. His intentions are rather self-beneficial; first, he’ll get to see that pretty face and jerk his stress off and second, he can blackmail you to relieve his stress for him whenever he wants to.

He pities you for being an imbecile and believing he’d ever do something so low. But even a genius like him has to admit that your idiocy has its perks. Perhaps you’re the only idiot he can tolerate. As long as you allow him to use your body however he wants, torturing you with multiple denied orgasms, whilst filling you up with his own. Why would he want you as his slave for only a day when you can be his slave forever?

ʚ BLADE ɞ

The sounds of swords clashing fill the room, as you spar with Blade. It was supposed to be just a usual sparring session, but Silver Wolf decided to spice things up by making you and Blade agree to a bet; the loser would obey the winner’s every command for a day. Blade wasn’t really interested, but was somehow convinced — or coerced into it — after Silver Wolf’s constant complaints.

However, the little gamer left almost immediately after you agreed on the bet, since Kafka needed her for something. And now, you’re fighting against Blade, the two of you dancing as you evade and attack. You groan, as his sword barely grazes your skin when you dodge his attack in the last moment. Something has changed in his attitude, you can tell. A moment ago, Blade was barely paying much attention to your fight, yet now his eyes betray he’s dead on winning this bet.

He doesn’t want to admit it, but after a brief moment of thought, he did find this bet quite… enticing. Which was Silver Wolf’s plan from the start. You are allowed to feel tricked, because that’s exactly what happened. Blade has been in an awful mood these past few days and you are the only one who can cheer him up. Silver Wolf just provided some aid into that. Besides, you both know that either you win or lose, it won’t really matter, will it?

When Blade disarms you, sending your sword flying behind you, you know you’ve lost. And there’s no mistaking the burning fire in his red eyes. You must resemble prey cowering before its predator, because he chuckles as he approaches you, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence that rules between you. He wraps his arms around you, slamming your body on his. Yes, he’s already feeling much better.

“B-Bladie, wait—”

“Hmm?” he hums, tearing apart your blouse, revealing your bra-clad breasts to him. He dives his face into your plum tits, kissing and nibbling on your soft skin. “Did you say anything, darling?” he coos.

Your head falls back and you’re suppressing a moan, as Blade rips your bra off your body, leaving your upper part completely naked under his eager gaze. You gasp as he takes one nipple into his mouth, flicking and pinching the other one with his thumb and forefinger, toying with it till it stands erect.

You don’t register when he’s discarded the rest of your clothes, his eyes feasting on your delicious form. Blade pushes you on the ground, having you lie on your back, while he’s standing over you, your eyes locked with one another’s. Your breath hitches and you break eye contact with him, your eyes immediately flying to his sword that caresses your body. You’re trembling, but you’re too afraid to move in fear of his sword cutting you.

“You’re so lovely when you’re scared, darling,” he coos, trailing random lines over your body with his sword, cautious not to cut you.

“Is this…” You swallow the lodge in your throat. “Is this what you wanted to do?”

“Part of it,” he replies.

Blade kneels down, spreading your legs with his thigh. A wickedly sick smirk curls up his lips when he sees your dripping folds. He glances at you, then back to your soaked pussy. He didn’t expect you to like this; perhaps neither did you. He leaves the sword aside for now, holding two fingers in front of your mouth. You don’t need to be told to open your mouth and suck on his digits, coating them in your saliva.

As he looms over your body, Blade thrusts his fingers into your eager pussy that clenches around them almost instantly. He can’t help but chuckle as he leans closer to bite down on your neck. Your body arches off the floor, moans leaving your lips as the sound of your squelching pussy echoes around. Your sharp intake of breath is audible when Blade chokes your neck just enough to make you lightheaded.

Aeons, you’re just… so breathtakingly beautiful. All sprawled out on the floor for him, whimpering his name and squirming under him. He couldn’t take his eyes off you even if he wanted to. Blade won’t admit it, but there are a lot of things he’d like to try. And now that you cannot deny him anything, being his little slave, he’s going to act upon every single fantasy he’s ever had.

You’re so close to that euphoric bliss, only to be denied altogether. You whine and are about to complain, when Blade throws you a hard stare that shuts your mouth, leaving only a small pout. He kisses your pouty lips, while simultaneously freeing his hardened throbbing cock from its confines. He strokes his length a few times, rubbing it on your folds, before pounding into you.

Blade pins your arms over your head, holding them there by your wrists with one hand. He grins, noticing the instant trembling of your body and the way your pussy clenches his cock tighter when he holds his sword to your throat. Your eyes are so big and full of fear and he can’t help but drink it all, thrusting relentlessly into you. And he doesn’t need long to have you cumming all over his cock.

“You love the fear, don’t you, darling?” Blade asks devilishly, biting down on your breast. “Now, you’ll be my good cock slave and let me fuck you till I’m satisfied, right?” He brings the sword closer to your neck, threatening to cut you, as he leans to whisper in your ear. “We both know I need it desperately.”

ʚ SUNDAY ɞ

Despite his benevolent façade, Sunday thrives on coercion. And you’re his favourite toy. He cannot help his urge to break you, make you cry and beg. It’s not unusual for him to use some of his manipulation tactics to lure you where he wants you. And bewitched by him, you’ve yet to realise it. But is that such big of a deal when you secretly enjoy everything he gives you?

You were set to fail from the start. And you would have never guessed that the ethereal man over you was the one responsible for it. Blame it on yourself for not knowing any better than accept a bet from Sunday. Failure was never an option for him. And victory proves to be sweeter than he had anticipated.

“S-Sunday…” you whimper, squirming as you lie down over his desk. “P-P-Please…”

Your entire body is shaking and fat tears stream from your eyes. Instead of indulging your plea, Sunday increases the volume of the vibrator to the max and you cry out. Your mind is long gone to the overstimulated pleasure of your multiple orgasms. You wouldn’t be able to remember what your bet was about even if you tried; only that you’ve signed a deal with the devil to serve him for a day.

Your scream as you orgasm for what seems like the millionth time echoes in the study, curling Sunday’s lips in a vicious smirk. He lowers the volume and leans over you, planting a soft kiss in faux affection on your sweaty forehead. His dark gaze drinks in your pathetic state; quivering body clad in the maid outfit he made you wear, pussy so soaked and sensitive he swears you’ll cum again the moment he slides his cock inside, eyes glossy with tears, pleading for reprieve. His desk has become a mess, but he couldn’t care more about it.

You don’t know this, but Sunday arranged this little — and seemingly innocent — bet to punish you. No, he wasn’t the least bit happy about you spending all that time with that new guy in the general staff. But simply punishing you for giving another man the time of the day instead of him would be too easy and somewhat… boring. What Sunday wanted to see was this; your fearful pleading expression, despite you knowing he wouldn’t show you any mercy. Aeons, his cock has been hard ever since he saw your cheerful expression become terrified when he won the bet.

A small sigh of relief leaves your lips when he removes the vibrator, leaving it aside. You momentarily close your eyes and relax on the hard surface of his desk, your chest rising and falling steadily. For a few seconds, you’ve lost all connection to the world, retrieving yourself in your mind. Sunday chuckles at your rather peaceful state that is then violently twisted into a whiny pout as he rubs his cock on your oversensitive folds, making you whimper.

Before you even have the time to complain, he thrusts inside and stills. He covers his amused smile with his hand, his eyes devouring every inch of your body as your orgasm coats his girth. “I can’t believe you came by only having my cock inside you,” he coos. You can’t believe it either, but you don’t have time to lament on it. Not when Sunday places your legs over his shoulders and thrusts inside you hard, reaching deep that soft spot that makes you cry out in pleasure — and perhaps pain from being overstimulated.

“My angel, the fun has only just begun,” he whispers in your ear, his hand pressing down on your stomach, as he ravages your pussy.

The desk rattles with each thrust of his and you’re holding onto the edge for dear life. You feel as if you can pass out any moment now. And as if reading your thoughts, Sunday whispers, “Even if you pass out…” Thrust. “I’ll fuck you back to consciousness.” Thrust. “There’s no escaping this, my little slave.”

And you’ll find out the hard way that Sunday meant every word of his promise — or threat; depends on how you interpret it. One moment he’s pounding into you and you close your eyes only for a few seconds, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. And the next moment, you open your eyes and meet his, his head buried between your legs, his tongue lapping at your delectable juices. Realisation that you passed out hits you as hard as your next orgasm.

Sunday rises to his feet and buries his cock inside you once more, smirking evilly at your cute whiny whimper. He devours your lips, his fingers getting tangled in your hair and his hips slamming against yours, his balls slapping your arse with each thrust. “I told you, there’s no escaping this, angel.”

ʚ JING YUAN ɞ

You’ve been working closely to the general for a long time now, yet sometimes you can’t help but feel as if Jing Yuan underestimates your capabilities. So when a minor problem arises at the Xianzhou Luofu and the general is called to resolve the situation, Jing Yuan decides to give you the chance you’re so desperately looking for. Besides, even if you fail, it won’t pose any risk for the Alliance.

“But if you do fail, then you shall accommodate my every need for a day,” Jing Yuan warns.

“And if I don’t fail?”

“Then I shall become your retainer for a day.”

To have one of the seven Arbiter-Generals do your every bidding for a day is something straight out of the craziest dream in the whole galaxy. And it shall remain but a hopeless dream, since in the end, Jing Yuan had to bail you out of your predicament.

“Mmm very nice,” the general says, grinning pleased. “Now, a small turn.”

You slowly twirl around yourself, the frill long dress eloquently following your every move. This is already the third dress Jing Yuan has made you put on for him. Smiling sweetly, he hands you the next outfit, this time a fitting blouse and a short mini skirt. He enjoys his afternoon by sipping on some delicious tea and watching you put on a catwalk show for him. He might have made you do it, given he won your bet, but he likes to think you’re doing it on your own volition.

Dolling you up in clothes that leave him mesmerised by your beauty has always been one of the general’s favourite past time activities. He just loves spoiling his princess and dressing her up for his eyes to feast on. To his dismay, Jing Yuan needs to enlist some sneaky tactics to have you indulge him, since more often than not you find some kind of excuse to evade him. And that’s because you know him too well and how he’s going to end your little catwalk show.

You’re not even a bit surprised at the last outfit he’s prepared for you. Can you call it an outfit though when it’s just a sexy lingerie set? When you walk out, the general’s eyes widen the tiniest bit, a sign that he’s surprised. But of course he is, when you’re standing in front of him with your blushed cheeks wearing the white lacy bra and thong he had picked for you. His eyes travel down to your thighs that are clad in matching white above-the-knee socks.

Jing Yuan motions for you to approach him and you take timid steps towards him. Despite having done this countless times, he always makes your heart flutter and your breath become uneven. When you’re close enough to him, he grabs your waist and pulls you on his lap, your legs on each side of his thighs straddling him. He leaves soft feathery kisses over your neck, down your collarbone and all over your exposed breasts, smirking at your low moans that echo in his chamber.

“Ride my thigh, love,” Jing Yuan orders in a low and deep tone against your neck.

And you’re a goner, your body moving on its own as you adjust your position over his thigh and start to dry hump yourself on him. His arms snake around you, keeping you close to him, as he captures your lips, muffling your moans. His tongue penetrates your mouth, subjugating yours, while his one hand rests on your hips, grinding you harder on his thigh.

One hand is on the headboard behind his head, giving you some kind of sense of balance, while the other grips his white hair, pulling his locks as you moan against his lips. Jing Yuan feels your wet core soaking his trousers as he buries his face in your breasts, kissing and biting them. He chuckles as your body jolts when he spanks your arse, caressing the stinging spot afterwards.

“Jing Yuan…” you moan, looking at him with pleading eyes and flushed cheeks.

He hungrily feasts on your lips like a famished beast as he makes haste with undoing his trousers and pulling them down. His cock is hard and already leaking some precum. Jing Yuan pulls your thong aside and aligns you with his throbbing length, groaning as you go down, your tight pussy engulfing him. And he stays perfectly still, tilting his head to the side with a small smirk curved on his lips.

You receive his message loud and clear and start bouncing on his cock, your previous frown dissipating as your lips part to moan. Jing Yuan pulls the straps of your bra down, spilling your breasts from their confines and taking one in his mouth. His tongue twirls around your nipple, causing the bud to tighten, then gives the same treatment to the other one.

Jing Yuan allows you to ride him at your own tempo and only interferes like a bloody minx when you’re on the verge of an orgasm. He grips your waist in his strong arms and slows down your movements almost to a halt, laughing at your protests and the curses you throw at him. Your frustrated face with those pouty lips and hazed, glossy eyes is a sight to behold. The general doesn’t mind edging himself, as long as he gets to see this utterly bewitching expression on you.

And when he’s had enough of that expression for now, he orders in a stern voice, “Grab the headboard.”

Yet he barely gives you any time to receive, process and execute his order before he’s thrusting up inside you fast and hard, hitting the spot that has you throw your head back and your eyes roll to the back of your skull. Your grip on the headboard is so strong, your knuckles have turned white. But you don’t care as you shamelessly cream all over the general’s cock that rearranges your guts. Your body convulses in his embrace and you’re crying out his name when your impending orgasm floods you.

ʚ AVENTURINE ɞ

Your mistake was letting him get you to agree to his bet. Gambling is his domain. It’s where Aventurine thrives. It’s something everybody knows. Yet for some reason you forgot all about it in those few seconds when you agreed and shook his hand. You only seemed to have snapped out of your halo when you noticed his wicked smirk.

Your doom was to be expected. Yet Aventurine has to admit that you put up a good game. You were just unlucky to go up against him. But well, in the end, he’s the winner. And that’s all that matters, isn’t it?

Aventurine leans back on his seat, as his eyes roam all over you, taking in every little detail about you. His scrutinising gaze makes your cheeks blush and you nervously bite down on your lip. Your nervousness makes him all the more excited to claim his prize, namely you.

“Strip,” he orders, a hint of mischievousness tinting his voice. “Everything but your undergarments.”

And when you freeze before him, looking at him like an idiot, his smile disappears and his gaze darkens. It’s the gaze of a predator about to lunge at its prey. Your body moves on autopilot, discarding your clothes and leaving only your undergarments on as he had requested. His eyes devour you, even though he has yet to touch you. You steal glances of him, noticing lust and desire flash in his eyes behind the frames of his glasses.

Taking his glasses off and leaving them on the poker table, Aventurine motions you to approach him and sits you on his lap. He places a stray strand of hair behind your ear before gently caressing your cheek with his knuckles, his cold rings sending shivers down your spine. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, your body moulding into his. Goosebumps erupt everywhere he touches you and he feels your heart beat like crazy as he kisses your neck. His hand covers your bra-clad breast, squeezing and eliciting a moan from you.

He captures your lower lip between his teeth, biting down just enough to make you tense and your legs clench around him. As if to ease the pain he inflicted, he caresses your lip with his thumb. “I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock,” he muses, his eyes stuck on your lips. Then, he glances up into your eyes. “On your knees, sweetheart.”

You needn’t be told twice before you slowly stand up, kissing his lips, then his chest through the opening of his shirt, before finally dropping to your knees between his spread legs. Aventurine adjusts himself and relaxes, his eyes following eagerly your every move. You unbutton his trousers and pull it down, revealing his semi-hardened cock. You pepper soft kisses along his length, smearing the tip with precum.

When you take him in your mouth, Aventurine releases a guttural groan. Tentatively, you suck on his girth, while keeping your eyes on him at all times. He finds you utterly perfect like this. Your warm mouth makes him harder the longer he’s buried inside. Your lips leave him and are replaced by your hand, as you tend to his balls, sucking each one in your mouth, blowing his mind and making him throw his head back.

You know he’s close when you feel him tensing under your touch. Your tongue swirls around him, working him to his release. But Aventurine doesn’t let you finish what you started. Standing up, he lifts you up and kisses your lips, tasting himself on you. His hand slides down between your legs and rubs your folds, a smirk curving on his lips at how wet you are. “Such a dirty whore,” he sneers, his lips brushing yours.

The next moment, he bents you over the poker table and positions himself between your spread legs. You gasp when he tears your panties, the torn pieces of fabric falling on the floor. The table rattles when he thrusts inside you, bottoming out. His thrusts are hard and hit deep from the start. Aventurine grabs your hair and peels your upper body off the table, having you support yourself on your hands, as your body curves against his. Your tits bounce and spill out of your bra, as you moan and whimper.

“You’re so tight, sweetheart,” Aventurine breathes. His hand leaves your hair which falls freely all over your back and wraps around your throat, pulling you back to him. “So tight for me,” he muses, biting down on your shoulder.

Your jaw drops to the floor with an inaudible scream as he cums inside you, filling you up with his seed. But he doesn’t stop. He continues pounding into you, a white ring forming around his cock as he fucks his seed back into your eager pussy that clenches around him. Aventurine bents you back down, face down on the poker table and holds your arms behind your back with one hand, while the other grips tightly your hip, slamming your body hard on his.

You cry out his name for everyone to hear as your orgasm comes crashing down on you, which pleases him greatly. Aventurine leans over you without interrupting his rhythm, his hot breath fanning over your ear. “That’s right,” he whispers. “You belong to me, sweetheart. Now and forever.” Because if you thought he’d let you go just like that, you had another thing coming for you.

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cum-fvk · 2 months

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I did it :)

Degrees of Lewdity LI Transformations - Headcanons

All Male LI x Fem! PC Reader

Ft: (Corrupt, pure) Sydney, Whiney, Kylar, Robin

TW: 18+ MDNI, deviancy, wolf tf, harpy tf, bull tf, knotting, unprotected sex, Dub-Con, cumming inside, breeding

Angel! Sydney who's pure as the day he was born. Strawberry blonde hair that seems to shimmer in the light, hazel eyes that only pass forgiving stares. Wings whiter than freshly fallen snow and a golden halo, reflecting an almost blinding light off his glasses. Sweet pure Sydney isn't just the talk of the temple, his unshaken virtue is the talk of the entire town. Though he'll humbly insist that he can't cast blessings, but people still beg him to pray for them which he'll do regardless, he's too kind not to.

Fallen! Sydney who's lost that light in his eyes, dark hair draped over his shoulder. The blinding light of his halo is now changed to an inky black over his head, until one day he comes back with a fresh set of horns sprouting from his forehead. White wings look like they're dipped in oil, their color slowly sinks and becomes dark. You wonder if he seems happier this way, his insatiable lust making him palm himself through his shorts while looking at you, grinding himself against his hand while wordlessly mumbling what he wants to do to you.

Wolfboy! Whitney who doesn't let anyone mention the ears or fluffy tail he sprouted. Who insists that he only likes going into the woods because it's an easy place to smoke without being bothered. His new assets means that his already firm grip as he pounds into you, is now met with the painful feeling of claws digging into your hips, sharp teeth at your neck, threatening to bite. When he cums inside your already trembling cunt, he bullies that big knot of his inside. The swell of it filling your abused pussy up, knocks the air from your lungs.

Harpy! Robin who always had such a lovely singing voice, but when he sprouts colorful wings and a feathered tail. He sings you to sleep while stroking your hair, hands gentle as he's careful of his abnormally long claws. His love making is more passionate now, a pretty voice singing out as the claws dig into the bedsheets below you, those wings of his flapping as he fills you with cum, then nuzzles against your chest. He sleeps with a defensive arm around you, making sure you're full of his seed, but more importantly safe.

Bullboy! Kylar who's desperate, begging for your touch. He needs to be milked, so badly it hurts and only you can do it for him. His cock, abnormally large, balls heavy and filled to the brim. You'll stroke his cock as he stands stiffly, moaning out loudly while praising you with words of love and admiration. He cums while practically convulsing from your hands, your fingers slick with his precum. His balls tense, bovine tail wagging as cum drips down your arms, a seemingly never ending stream leaving the twitching head.

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Just a Little More

Alhaitham x Reader with a surprise guest at the end

Smut; fingering, exhibitionism, squirting.

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"Unless you want Kaveh to see you like this," a deep, husky voice rung in your ear, "then I suggest you keep quiet."

You had to hold back a breathy gasp as you felt the tips of Alhaitham's lithe fingers push the fabric of your panties between your folds, teasing your entrance with the material and the pressure of his fingers as he drags his pads slowly up and down your hole. You could already tell you were soaking wet.

"Ugh, I'm always the one to clean up around here!!" You could hear Kaveh shout from the kitchen, "and why am I always the one to have to cook dinner!? Why can't you cook for once?!"

Alhaitham paid no mind to the nagging from his roommate; instead, his chin rested upon your shoulder as he pressed his chest into your back, an arm around your waist to hold you still as his fingers danced along your sex. You yourself could barely listen to Kaveh; both hyper aware of his presence yet too lost in the bliss of feeling the Scribe's touch. Your mind felt muddled, foggy; too lost in the fog of arousal to really focus on anything except Alhaitham.

His fingers were splayed across your folds, pressing into you despite the delicate touch of his middle finger barely ghosting over your clothed clit. The tip of it running slow, wide circles just around the edge of the bud, obviously trying to draw out your need.

"'Haitham... please..." You managed to whisper. What you were asking for, whether it was for him to just touch you already or whether you wanted him to stop- you weren't sure. All the Scribe responded with was a hum; one of satisfaction and one of encouragement, as if to say "go on, tell me what you want".

You could hear the banging of pots and pans along with more irritated grumbling coming from the kitchen. You squirmed in Alhaitham's hold, your hands clawing at his forearms as you tried to steady your breathing and your mind.

"Please... J-Just touch me already..." You mumbled, desperately, and Alhaitham let out an amused huff before you felt his lips connect with the side of your neck and his fingers remove themselves from your sex. You almost whined when you felt his hand remove itself from under the waistband of your pants.

"If you want more, you're going to have to do it my way." He said huskily; his other arm now releasing your waist only for both his hands to find the waistband of your pants, thumbs hooking into both it and your panties before attempting to drag them downward.

"W-Wait-! Kaveh-"

"He'll be a while. He needs to be constantly watching the pot to make sure it turns out well. You'll be fine... unless of course, you want him to see you like this."

You shifted, unsure of how to proceed until you heard the water running from the sink in the kitchen. Surely Alhaitham would be merciful and let you finish quickly... right?

You bit your lip, lifting your hips up so the Scribe could pull down your pants and underwear. Except he didn't stop at your thighs, or your knees... He kept going, and before you knew it you were helping him pull your clothes completely off; your slick sex now exposed to the warm air of the living room.

"J-Just be quick..." You mumbled, to which the Scribe let out another hum before he readjusted you in his lap, putting your legs overtop of his to spread you open.

If Kaveh were to walk in, he would get the most perfect view of your wet pussy.

Alhaitham's arm snaked around your waist again to pull you flush against him, while his other hand returned to it's rightful place over your sex. A single finger rubbed overtop of your labia, dragging oh-so-deliciously up and down your folds as if to tease you into begging him to just fuck you already.

You nearly jolted in his grasp when you felt the pad of his finger push into the top of your slit, slipping past your folds to press into the erected bud that begged for attention. He spread apart your folds with his index and ring fingers, while the very tip of his middle finger ghosted around your clit in circles.

"Where did you even put the onions?!" Kaveh shouted from the kitchen. You could hear the sound of a knife on wood; the rhythmic chopping of ingredients complimenting the sound of a sizzling pot.

"Where I usually put them." Alhaitham responded coolly, as if he didn't have you spread wide open for anyone to see as he touched you so lewdly. You had to stifle a moan as you suddenly felt him push his finger harshly into your clit, suddenly rubbing intense circles into the bud.

Damned bastard wanted you to moan. To alert Kaveh to your predicament.

"They aren't there-! Oh, nevermind..."

And just like that, the Scribe's touch was gentle again. His middle finger back to barely touching you; merely a whisper of a touch around your clit. You whined at the sudden loss of stimulation, but Alhaitham was quick to rectify that. His fingerpad pushed back the hood of your clit, gently rubbing horizontally across the even more sensitive area at the base of the bud. You squirmed in his hold again, feeling your pussy ache to be filled.

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you? Not that I mind, I just didn't expect you to be this aroused just by me touching your clit." He said lowly into your ear, causing you to whine as he pushed his finger downwards to your entrance, collecting the slick that coated you before returning to the sensitive base of your clit.

"You're so wet for me, aren't you? Perhaps I should do this more often."

You couldn't help but continue to squirm, desperate for more stimulation then just the gentle touch of his finger. You wanted- needed more- so much more. Your hips bucked upward, causing Alhaitham to chuckle under his breath.

"You really are quite needy today, aren't you? Very well, I guess I can indulge you."

Suddenly his ring finger removed itself from the side of your cunt, joining his middle finger in rubbing over your entrance. Your breath halted as you anticipated the plunge of his fingers into your needy pussy.

"I know you're desperate, but try to keep quiet, would you?"

And just like that, his fingers were buried to the hilt between your walls. You could barely hold back your moan.

His fingers dragged themselves back out, the now slick pads running up your entrance and over your clit before pushing back downwards and back inside your cunt. He pushed them firmly against your upper wall, pushing them slowly deeper within you before dragging them back out again. This time, he didn't move to drag them over your clit, instead he pushed them back inside. Your cunt greedily sucked them in as if your life depended on it.

You could hear the sizzling and spitting of a boiling pot, and the muffled sound of Kaveh humming to himself as he cooked. Your walls clenched tighter around Alhaitham's fingers.

"I wonder what got you so worked up. Was it that I decided to take you here on the couch? Were you just that desperate for my attention? Or.... do you like the thought of Kaveh seeing you like this?"

Your eyes squeezed shut as your cunt betrayed your thoughts, squeezing around his fingers again at the thought.

"I wonder what he would say if he were to see you, his dear friend, spread open and being fingered like this..."

His fingers pushed faster into your messy cunt, now angling more upwards so he could repeatedly jab the tips into your g-spot. You let out a quiet moan as he progressively started to speed up.

"Do you think he would like to watch? Perhaps he'd even like to join? He hasn't brought home anyone since he moved in; I'm sure he's almost as desperate as you."

You couldn't help it- your mouth hung open as you let out strained gasps and moans. You tried to keep quiet, to keep your noises in check, but even if you managed to remain completely silent- the squelching of his thrusts into your wet pussy would have filled the quiet room regardless.

"Alhaitham-!" You whisper-shouted, "slower, it's too loud....!" Your fingernails dug into his forearms as your pussy clenched around him again.

"I don't see how that's my problem."

"Alhaitham-!" You let out a gasp, a loud one, as his pace sped up even more. The very top of his palm now laid flush against your clit, rubbing into it as he pounded into your spongy upper wall.

Fuck, he was going to make you cum hard. You could feel it building faster and faster with each passing second.

"When do you think (Y/N) will be here? Shouldn't they have arrived by now?" Kaveh shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh, I think they'll be cumming any minute now."

You would have scowled at the double entendre if you weren't so close; your body hanging on the very precipice of orgasm. You squirmed in Alhaitham's hold; you tried to keep your legs open despite how desperately they wanted to close, you tried to keep your desperate mewls in check lest Kaveh hear you, you tried-

Your ears perked up at the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway. You gasped, now clawing at Alhaitham's arm for him to stop lest you be discovered, your legs desperately trying to close but being pushed even wider apart as the Scribe pushed his own legs apart.

You squirmed, the footsteps just outside the doorway now, but your bucking hips and desperately fluttering pussy gave away just how close you were; as if each step Kaveh took to getting closer to seeing you was pushing you over the edge.

Alhaitham's fingers sped up, his entire arm now moving with the force of every thrust. There was no doubt that Kaveh could hear the wet clicking of your pussy from where he was now.

"Cum."

It wasn't a suggestion, it was an order.

"Hey, what's that-"

You squeezed your eyes shut as they met the ruby hues of Kaveh's; throwing your head to the side to avoid his gaze as you came hard around Alhaitham's fingers. The hand he had around your waist swiftly moved up to grab your jaw and forcefully turn your head back towards Kaveh; and your eyes peeked open just enough to see the stupefied look on the architect's face as he watched you cum. As he watched you squirt; the force of Alhaitham's thrusts causing the fluid to gush out of you and soak into the fabric of the sofa below you.

Kaveh's face went beet red. His eyes were locked on the way your cunt greedily took Alhaitham's fingers.

You panted hard, your body covered in sweat as you started to come down from such an intense high. You shut your eyes again to avoid Kaveh's embarrassing stare.... as if you didn't enjoy the way he seemed mesmerized by your intense and messy orgasm.

Alhaitham clicked his tongue as his fingers slowed their pace; his grip on your jaw loosening before falling back down to it's place on your waist, your head rolling back to rest on his shoulder. He made sure to drag out your orgasm as long as he could before he pulled his fingers out, accompanied by a click of his tongue in disapproval.

"You made a mess. See?"

Despite your exhaustion, you peeked your eyes open to see the Scribe spreading his fingers apart infront of you; covered in slick and cream and connected by strands of fluids.

His fingers danced before your eyes right over Kaveh's face.

You could feel the burn of your cheeks as you shut your eyes; trying your best to steady your racing heart and regain your ragged breath.

"Well? Are you going to stand there, or are you going to come take a closer look?"

Your eyes shot open at Alhaitham's words, your head lifting somewhat to get a better look at his roommate. You could see him gulp, his gaze shifting off to the side of the room. He was flustered, for sure, but you couldn't help the way your eyes drifted downwards to hover over the bulge that was steadily growing within his pants.

"U-Unlike you, I-I'm a gentleman, and I will only-"

"Kaveh..." You mumbled, eyes locked onto him as he met your gaze. He gulped again. That seemed to be all the permission he needed before he walked over to you; that adorable blush on his cheeks only darkening as he dropped to his knees before you.

His ruby eyes met your half lidded gaze, his jaw tightening momentarily before he dove forward- his tongue making contact with your creamy entrance, causing you to jerk your hips in shock.

....you don't think you'll be eating that dinner that Kaveh was preparing tonight.

Not once did he break eye contact. And you could feel Alhaitham's hands move to force your knees ever-further apart.

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kofi / comms open

#genshin smut #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #(;//////////////;)#this was beautiful

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cum-fvk · 3 months

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Your Fox!Aventurine gave me brainrot…. Might I ask for more head canons for Fox!Aventurine and Bunny!Reader? Thanks!

i am always ready to serve! 🤭

CW; fem! bunny! hybrid reader, fox! hybrid aventurine, pet name (bunny), yandere, pervert?, breeding (mentioned briefly), overstimulation, oral (receiving)

fox! aventurine is even more of a tease than his human form, he just loves your reactions whenever he says / does something flirty

absolutely adores the way your eyes dart away from his each time he calls you “little bunny”! he just wants to lock you up and keep you to himself, he’s definitely a yandere if i do say so myself

fox! aventurine is such a pervert :( stalks and follows you everywhere, making sure to leave something behind to let you know that he’s watching <3 you’d often find your clothes / undergarments missing from your hamper, thinking you probably misplaced them

he is obsessed with you! like this man is seriously down bad for you, tell him to do anything and he’ll listen with the biggest smile on his face 🤭 but don’t be fooled his kind demeanor, he is a fox after all, and you’re a just his prey

fox! aventurine loves loves LOVES to tug at your sensitive ears! especially when he fucks you from behind, where he can see your ass, your fluffy tail, and the way your ears twitch every time he thrusts into you

he goes so hard that your legs give out on you, your body collapsing weakly onto the mattress with your hips still in the air, supported by his hands. you’re not going anywhere, not until he’s satisfied and you’re pumped full of his cum :(

fox! aventurine just couldn’t control his instinct to breed you full, his sex drive is so high he can go on for hours on end, fucking into you again and again, doesn’t care if you’re sobbing and trembling beneath him, pawing at the mattress as you beg him to stop. it’s just too much! you’re so so sensitive, and it’s all because of him

he’s not done though, overstimulating you with his dick is just round 1! round 2 begins when he decides he needs to taste you because you just smell so sweet 😵‍💫 your cunt is just so warm and inviting, he just has to make you come undone on his tongue :(

“i know it hurts, bunny, i know. just one more for me, okay?”

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can’t afford to fail.

synopsis ﹒your arrogant n self centred professor helps you get your grade up !

pairings ﹒dr. ratio x f!reader

cw ﹒nsfw MDNI. professor x college student 、mild age gap (dr ratio’s abt 28 while reader is 19-20) 、degradation 、desk s3x 、he’s a lil mean here :( 、use of nicknames 、pussy slapping (there ws like . . two!) 、t!tplay 、dirty talk 、reader implied 2 be smaller 、slight spanking 、unprotected s3x

note ﹒been too long since i wrote anything n i thought abt this . . i’ve BEEN thinkin’ abt it for awhile n i jus get so . . i get so giggly thinkin’ abt it LMAO i hope this is fine ! let’s hope i proofread in time ! reblogs r highly appreciated, feel free 2 send me an ask ! — millie ♡

“utterly ridiculous.” dr ratio replied mockingly, an eyebrow raised as his taller form towered over yours, his gaze on you was firm and serious, like he was trying to scare you away. “do you see what i’m seeing?” he raised up one of your marked worksheets you handed in the other day, in pure honesty . . it wasn’t even your fault! you wanted to curse at him for not even bothering to give you and your fellow students more time to study, it was his fault in the first place for making you all stress! that’s what you wanted to say, but he would’ve had your head for that.

“ . . . yes prof.” you muttered with a small nod.

“tell me what you see then.”

you glanced up at him, your eyes slowly trailing from him to the paper he held . . failed?! again?? gosh . . you knew this would happen either way, you wanted to scream, clench your fists and beg for another retake but knowing the type of professor dr ratio was, you knew you weren’t getting any of that, no . . not anytime soon.

“ . . i didn’t do that good.”

“—didn’t do that good is an understatement, you did terrible. your idiocy is all i see written on this fail-worthy of a sheet, your work habits in class are worse than those other idiots i teach.” the professor sighed and steepled his fingers, leaning forward. “why are you falling off in my classes? are you afraid of asking me for help, is that it?” his eyes narrowed with a condensing glare, the tension in the room grew heavier.

yeah well . . if i ask you for help, you’d insult me and get annoyed anyways, was what you wanted to say. i mean, you weren’t wrong . . you were certain dr ratio had some sort of short temper or something, no matter what he says or what you do, he is the last person you’d ask for help. “someone with major idiocy like you should be grateful i’m taking time out of my day to speak to you about your dismissive performance, you know how much people would kill to have my attention right now?" dr ratio’s voice took on a harsher tone as he watched you react to his words. “even your classmates are so much more adept, why are you even in my class?"

your body jolted at his words, no matter how tough you tried to act you were secretly trying your absolute best to hold back the tears that threatened to leave your eyes, it was hard to take in his words . . it’s hard enough to not be his top student!

dr ratio’s eyes widened slightly seeing how your body jolted at his words, he took a quick breath and thought about how he would address the situation with you with a more gentler approach. "please, humor me." he took a deep breath, trying to be patient and understanding with you. he was already noticing a slight difference in your behaviour. "i’ve spent nearly a decade teaching in this institute," he continued in a slow yet low tone, “i promise you, i know what I'm talking about. how about i help you right here right now and let’s see where to go from there, got it? tell me what you don’t understand and what you do understand.”

“ . . alright.”

— ♡ —

. . it seems you both had a different idea of “helping”. you hated yourself for enjoying it, he was your professor for heaven’s sake! now you were on your knees, your mouth wrapped around his wet cock as soft grunts left his lips. you couldn’t lie . . he looked absolutely stunning from this angle, the way he threw his head back when you swirled your tongue around the slit of his dick. dr ratio groaned, his voice deep and husky as he leaned closer to see how well you were sucking him off. " . . . u-ugh . . fuck, this mouth of yours needs to be punished . . considering how many times you talked back to me in under an hour.”

before you could pull away from his cock on your own, dr ratio’s free hand slipped downwards, grasping firmly at your head, tugging it upwards. you were roughly pulled away with a gasp, you were almost out of breath as your professor pulled you closer against his chest. “a slut like you needs to learn how to be fucked properly. maybe that’s how i can help you, fuck the information in you.”

he leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck before trailing upward, his tongue tracing along your jawline and then claiming your lips forcefully. his hands moved downwards, his cock throbbing even harder in his pants. he stepped closer, reaching out to fondle one of your breasts, squeezing it softly before running his thumb over your hardened nipple . . massaging them firmly as your tongues tangled together, your moans muffled by his mouth. dr ratio’s eyes widened in awe as he pulled away from your lips, a line of saliva connected your lips and his as he admired the sight of your breasts, now fully exposed for him to feast his eyes upon. he bit his bottom lip, unable to tear his gaze away from them as they were truly a sight to behold, heavy and perky, nipples erect and begging for attention. “tell me, [name],” he licked his lips, reaching down to flick his tongue against one of your nipples.

"why can't you be as skillful as the others? do you not have the intellectual capacity?" he smirked against your nipples, watching you intently as he waited for your response. “you’re nothing but an idiot, are you not? can’t even pass any of my damn classes.” he stepped closer to you, placing one hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you towards his desk. "undress yourself slowly," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.

“ . . prof, we can’t do this . . i’m your student, you’re my professor, you’re seriously overdoing this—“

“do you want to fail my class completely or not, princess?” dr ratio muttered, raising a brow. “do you even understand the situation in front of you? you’re a failing student and should be begging me for help.“ he grabbed you by your thighs, roughly slamming you on top of his desk. “you know what you should be doing? you should be on your fucking knees, groveling for me to give you a second of my attention. instead, you're refusing to let me help get your grade up. besides . .” he leaned in closer against your ear, bringing his voice down to a whisper . . “i know that a dirty slut like you is enjoying this as much as i am.” he raised his hand, slapping your cunt that was clothed by your pink panties as hard as he could. “show me this pussy or it’s an automatic zero.”

your eyes flashed with shock and a hint of pleasure, dr ratio’s voice seething with contempt as it sent shivers down your spine . . it was obvious he wasn't going to let this go easily. you gave in . . wrapping your arms around his neck, “ . . prof . .” your face flushed red, nuzzling against his neck. “can’t . . ‘s embarrassing—“

“veritas.”

“ . . pardon?”

“call me veritas, moan it while i fuck you.”

your professor’s heart skipped a beat at his own boldness, his hand slipped down towards your lower region, grasping firmly at the hem of your skirt and tugging it upwards, revealing your lacy black underwear underneath. with one swift motion, he ripped them apart, exposing your wet glistening pussy to his hungry eyes. "sit on the edge of the desk," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. "spread your legs wide and let me see that pretty cunt.”

you bit your lip, gazing up at him with those sweet eyes of yours as you were hesitant to even do anything under those hungry eyes of his own, “ . . do i have to? that’s . . that’s too embarrassing.”

“do you want to completely fail my class or not?”

wincing at his words, you slowly obeyed his demands . . spreading your legs with a sense of embarrassment and shame as he humiliated you completely, it was like . . he wasn’t even aware he was humiliating you! spreading your legs in front of your own damn professor? you didn’t even know what was going on in your mind at this rate! but yet . . your pussy pulsed around nothing, you craved for this and you hated that the most. the dark haired male reached down, unfastening his own pants and boxers in one swift motion, revealing his massive cock, veined and thick, dripping with precum . . it stood tall and proud, ready to claim whatever it desired, you weren’t even sure if it could fit.

"turn around," he ordered, keeping his tone low and seductive. "show me your ass." you obeyed, slowly hopping off the desk as you bent over . . your ass in his full view. your body flinched, eyes wide as he gave your cheeks one mean yet harsh slap. “try and guess how many times you nearly failed my class.” his hardened member brushed against your entrance teasingly, he couldn't resist anymore. with one swift motion, he positioned himself between your spread legs, aligning his cockhead with your tight hole from behind. “go.”

he pushed slowly, his head sliding past your tight ring of muscles, eliciting a soft moan from you as your eyes rolled back . . your pussy spasming around his thick cock almost instantly . . it was like it belonged there. “p—prof . .”

“ah ah.” he shoved his fingers inside your mouth, pressing the pad of his fingertips against your tongue. “what’s my name, slut? tell me. what did i say.” dr ratio pushed forward, stretching your hole even wider than before . . filling you up inch by agonizing inch. you couldn’t lie, each thrust of his felt like heaven, as if you and him were finally becoming one.

“v—veritas . .”

“good fuckin’ girl.” once fully buried to the hilt, he paused, taking a moment to savour this forbidden moment. his hands gripped your waist tightly, holding you steady as he began to move rhythmically in and out of your wet cunt, hitting your g-spot with a sense of urgency and desperation each powerful thrust. “guess how many times you almost failed my class, come on . . speak up, or are you giving up already?”

“ngh . . three?”

“wrong.” SLAP!

he ran his hand down the fat of your ass, slapping it loudly as you could feel the sound reverberating through the entire room . . your tongue lolling out your lips as another slap came down, even harder than the first. “keep guessing.”

“ah!— u-uhm . . five?” you moaned at the mere feeling of him picking up the pace, his hips rocking in sync with his thrusts. his cock throbbed harder inside your tight channel, stretching and massaging your insides in a way that drove you both wild with pleasure, it’s like . . he was trying to fuck you dumb, fuck you till you couldn’t think. “wrong again.” his voice ran through your ears, moans and gasps filled the room yet muffled by each loud thrust. sweat trickled down your professor’s back as he increased his rhythm, pounding into your hole faster and harder, building towards climax until the tip of his cock slammed against your deepest areas.

his hands roamed freely over your body, cupping your breasts roughly, pinching and tweaking at your nipples until they stood erect and hardened once more. dr ratio bit down on the flesh of your neck, leaving a mark that would serve as a reminder of this moment later on. "see how good i’m fucking this pussy?” he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. “come on, keep going . . stay focused.” he was lost in the feeling of your cunt, pounding into you like it was his last as his thrusts become even stronger as he reached his peak again. dr ratio groaned loudly, his cock throbbing violently inside you as a huge glob of cum shot out, yet his thrusts never yielding.

“mmh . . ah! veritas . . please!” his hands roamed over your body, trailing along your arms and shoulders, stopping at your pretty breasts once more. "fuck, this is the best pussy i’ve ever fucked.” he panted, pulling on one nipple, then the other in turn. "so fucking perfect." your moans and gasps became louder, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure. your bodies moved together in sync, hips rocking in harmony with his thrusts.

SLAP! “come on, baby.”

“s—six . . seven?! fuck . . ah!” piles and piles of paper fell off his desk when you were pushed forward, back arched with your eyes rolled back. “veritas . . i think this is enough . . someone’s gonna hear—“

veritas chuckled mockingly, his eyes glowing with malice as he grabbed hold of your chin firmly, tilting her head back in submission. his lips crashed forcefully against your own, tongue thrusting into your mouth roughly, claiming ownership over your body. "oh, i think you and i both know this is far from enough," he growled between kisses, his hands roaming freely over your lithe figure. "you know damn fucking well . . you don’t want me to fail you, right? so, accept it. your body’s damn made for this, princess . . see how well your body is responding to my cock? c’mon. look at me directly and tell me straight up you don’t enjoy this.”

drawing out soft whimpers from your throat, your professor continued his dirty work on your sensitive spots until you squirmed helplessly beneath him, unable to resist any longer . . your voice stuck between your throat as you couldn’t even find the right words to retort, accepting the way he took you against the desk, his rough thrusts forcing you to push your body against the cold surface as a puddle of cum formed on the floor from your professor’s previous orgasm, so fucking messy . .

“my point taken.” he savoured the feeling of being deep inside your warm, wet hole . . he knew he was gonna have dreams of this pretty cunt of yours, each time he pulled back, a low growl escaped his throat as your bodies slapped together, creating sounds of lustful pleasure. veritas’ hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you steady while his cock continued its relentless exploration of your gummy walls. in sync with each thrust his hips rocked against yours as well, grinding his pelvis and your ass together, the sensation was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced before . . raw, primal, and addictive. you couldn't think but respond to him with your body, your moans becoming more pronounced and needy.

“listen to me,” dr ratio gave your ass another mild smack. “you’re gonna take this dick while you tell me exactly what you’re having trouble with in class, understand? ‘gonna fuck everything through your head just like i said . . afterall . .”

“you can’t afford to fail, can you?”

#oml i am screaming without the s #dr ratio smut

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Debate turned into him fucking you until you’re speechless <3

18+ smut | pwp!, rivals to lovers trope, dumbfication, oral (fem receiving), fingering, slight breeding kink, bulge, aftercare, bathing together | not proofread! (was meant to be a short drabble but it’s a full fic now so enjoy <3)

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Veritas absolutely despises you outsmarting him, but he finds away to actually turn you into an idiot once in a while…

It started off with a heated argument that leads into you sitting on his desk, legs spread open while his mouth pressed kisses against your inner thigh, biting it also to mark what eventually would be his

“What the hell are you doing Veritas !,” you whine, trying to kick him off which he easily dodge, he pushes your ankle to your chest with a huge grin

He leans forward as he presses both of your thighs to your chest, nestling closely to your neck. “I want to fuck your thoughts away, keep you nice and dumb, that’s what I’m trying to achieve here,”

“As if you could succeed at doing so, you can’t even refute my argument earlier,” you were referencing to the debate he lost, oh you’re rubbing grounded salt to his wounds, he does not take that kindly

He’s now kneeling down, his hands still gripping tightly on your plush thighs, so tight that it made you wince. His eyes glaring at your face, like a promise…

A promise to make you fall for him, to make you intoxicated by his presence, to make you his

“Watch me,” and with that he presses a kiss on your clothed clit, sucking the nerve earns him the very first noise that he actually enjoys coming out from your smart mouth, your moans

You felt embarrassed to not be able to hold in your moan like that, not when he’s so filthy. Licking stripes over your clothed cunt, making the fabric transparent

“H-haaah how nghhh disgusting, for someone who has bathing as their favourite activity to do, you’re so filthy nghhahh,” you try to regain your dignity by a nasty remark that’s proven to be in vain

He just laughs which makes things worse then they are, “If you want me to clean this leaking hole afterwards just say so, no need to act so elusive,”

“You talk to much, here if I do this…” he slid your panties to the side and push the tip of his tongue inside your glistening cunt

Tasting you directly onto his tongue is like Adam tasting the forbidden fruit, for someone whose words laced with insults you’re so fucking sweet

He never was interested in pursuing his filthy human desires, but thanks to you he now finds himself a forbidden fruit of his own

“Mnhmm” you try so hard not to succumb towards your carnal desires after all lust is one of the 7 deadly sins

Veritas however does not take your resistance kindly, you’re so adamant on denying yourself from the pleasure he could give. He scoffs as he places one of his hand to keep your thighs at place while the other pinches your clit

He effortlessly pry your moans out of your mouth, not only that he also effectively turn you into a trembling mess “Now that’s a sight!, perhaps I should sculpt this moment and display it on my personal quarters,”

“F-fucking pervert,” you spat, he just laughs at your lust ridden face. His eyes staring straight at yours before he smirks, standing up with ease to lean forward towards your neck

He starts to motion his fingers up and down against your wet hole with a sickening smile on his face “50 points, you’re halfway correct. I’m no pervert,”

“But I am someone that will fuck you,” without wasting any time he slid his index finger into your cunt, “How tight !, it seems that I have to give your cunt more stimulation…” he whispers against your neck

“Nghh just fuck me already,” you huff impatiently, you can’t afford to waste anymore of your time with trivial matters such as lust, but aeons he does make you falter

He scoffs, how dare you push him around. Isn’t pushing him around at the guild enough for you, he’s just being nice for a change knowing that if he didn’t prepare your tight hole well enough you would scream in pain

Perhaps he wants to see that pained expression of your mixed with pleasure, ahh he’s getting ahead of himself

There’s always next time after all…

“Now now I think you want me to take my time with you, you’ll understand what I mean later,” he smiles as he slid one more of his fingers, filling you up quite nicely

“Oh wow how cocky you- ahhh~” he silenced that quirky remark you’re going to make by thrusting his fingers in methodically only to help you climax as fast as possible since you are so impatient, once he meets your g-spot it was all over for you

Your moans decorates the room as he curved his fingers upwards towards your g-spot while his other hand presses down on where your womb would be

“S-shit ahhhn m’cumming Veri,” suddenly he stops, you were so close yet he fucking stops

“Ahh that’s cute, call me once more than I’ll let you have it,” he smiles as he pulls his fingers out and and brings it to your mouth

You quickly lapped down your juice while maintaining eye contact with him, your dignity be dammed you could only feel your need to cum right now “Veri please make me cum,”

“Ahhh I wish you would be this submissive everyday, not picking meaningless debates and just let me pleasure this pussy” he huffs as he tap his fingers on your clit twice before sliding it back in

“Thank you thank you thank you,” you whine as he picks the pace of his fingers up letting you cum all over his desk in a instant

“Wow I guess you can say thank you,” he sarcastically reply as he unzip his pants and free his leaking cock, the tip is red and wanting

Okay now your understand why he took his time with you because without foreplay his cock is going to hurt, hell even with foreplay you still think there’s a chance of if hurting

He sense your worry of course, he leans forward as he rest his cock against your stomach. Aeons it’s soo big that the length went pass your bellybutton…

“You might hate me but I don’t hate you so don’t you worry, I’ll take it slow and yes it’ll fit,” he smirks before kissing your forehead

Oh shit if he keeps this up, you might fall for him…

“I don’t hate you, I just think someone needs to keep in check on that huge ego of yours. Do not fret I’m always here to lower it into basic human standards,” you scoffs, which he replies with a laugh of his own

“Sounds beneficial, I am told to be quite the narcissist perhaps you could keep me in line,” he smiles as he press a kiss on the side of your lips.

“Yes I believe so,” you mumble feeling dizzy from his gentle kisses

He leans let his lips close to yours, it barely touches as he spoke “May I kiss you ?,”

You don’t even answer, you looped your arms around his neck and force his lips onto your which accepts with a smile, his tender kiss somehow made his cock twitch against your skin

Snaking your hand towards his cock, lathering his precum towards his length earns you a delicious moan against the kiss “Ahhhn what a minx”

With that he slid his cock towards your clit, tapping his tip right onto the sensitive nerve as payback, you could only whine as he tease you. He teases for the sole purpose of breaking your ego, to make you beg for him, but it proves to be rather hard because he’s faltering at the mere pleasure of friction

“Feels so good like this, ahh can’t wait till I feel how tight you’re going to be,” he whines as he grinds his full length against your slippery hole, he needs to hold his length by the base or else it might accidentally slip inside you

“Fuck !, no one’s stopping you put it in damn it,” you groan as you try to guide his tip into your hole

“So bossy,” he smirks, he wants to just slam into you just to shut you up. It’ll be painful to do so and it seems you’re to cockdrunk to make any decisions

Because of that he finally slid his length in without waiting for you to beg, he doesn’t want you to shove his length in without the controlling the length you could handle after all

“Mnghh ahhh so bigg,” see this proves his point, even though he would like to ram it into your tight hole in one swift move, he doesn’t want to break your cunt

At least not the first time he fucks you…

With a huff he slowly thrust himself inch by inch, “Fuck, this is why you need to learn patience shit so fucking tight, relax dearest or else it’s not going to fit,”

Your eyes starts to produce tears because of the sheer pain and pleasure, he leans down to kiss the tears from you face, whispering words of encouragement as he slowly thrust his full length inside you, balls deep

“Shit you feel this,” he drags your weak hand across the eminent bulge on your stomach, “This is why I was adamant about preparing your tight hole for me,”

He slides out before thrusting back in to further prove his earlier hypothesis “Do you understand ?, how easily I could break this hole,”

“Y-yeshh understood sirr, too big f’me,” oh you’re already dumb on his cock, how cute he thought

“Can you hold your thighs keep it pressed against your breast for me?,” he asks which you do without any hesitation, he could see it clearly now, his cock dragging itself in and out

For you on the other, you feel his tip kissing your cervix because of this position, all of your thoughts are currently postponed ever since that cock enters your cunt

All you can do is hold your thighs as he pounds into you, he starts to pick up the pace once your pained moans turns into you begging him to go harder

Of course he’s not going to deny you such pleasure

“So tight fuck, I ruined other cocks for you from now on,” you could only reply with a nod as he shook your whole body

Thrusting himself in a angle that’s abuses your g-spot making you cum with every single deep thrust, “Fuckk can’t stop cummingghh,”

“That’s the plan sweetheart, you won’t stop coming until I say so, am I not generous?,” he chuckles breathlessly as he toy with your clit with every thrust

“Fuck you know if I breed you, make you carry my child. I think our genetics would be unparalleled, both of us are intelligent and attractive, ahh what a fine specimen we would make don’t you think so ?,” he rambles as he come close to his release

He knew very well you just nodded without thinking much, the thought of cumming inside you, breeding your cunt very hard to not decline

“Ahh you just nodded because you’re cockdrunk, I can’t have you pregnant now, not when I love our meaningless bickering about our difference of opinions, I’ll fuck…you’re not patient but I am fuck…I’m going to make you my fucking research partner my everything I will actually put a ring on that pretty finger of yours and then put a baby in…you’re gonna let me right?,” he mutters as his cock kisses your cervix

His grip your thighs pressing folding you to reach deeper “This is a trial examination, let’s see how deep you could take,” he chuckles as he delves deep into your cunt

All you can do is lie there and moan as he pounds deep into you, making vulgar noises between the sounds of your skin slapping against each other

“Shit I’m gonna cum fuckk,” he whines before pulling out and stroking his cock right against your skin, exactly where your womb is supposed to be “Here let me mark your skin right here, hahah to manifest our future,” he whines as he shoot his seed right against the skin, marking the outside of your womb

“Veri k-kisss,” you mumble as you await for his comfort, he took two more strokes finally finish, then he leans into your lips to give you a reward

“Now I need to clean you up, stay right there and let me run you a warm bath, you must be sore,” he says as he brush his hair back, thank god you both decide to do this at his house or else he can’t properly take care of you

You can’t even think anything anymore, he really did fuck the thought out of you, when you actually start to gather your thoughts you’re already surrounded by the lukewarm water and lavender flowers “Veri where am i?,”

“Ah you finally snapped out of your haze, I carried you to my bath remember ?,” he smiles as he’s currently sitting beside the tub lathering your arm with soap

You could only nod as you slowly succumb back towards the land of dreams “Hey don’t fall asleep on me now you might accidentally drown,” he scoffs

“Your fault for using lavender, it is well known to cure insomnia and to alleviate muscle pain,” you yawn as you try to stay awake

“Yes exactly to alleviate muscle pain, which is going to be you’re future diagnosis if I don’t take care of you properly,” he sighs, you both went back into bickering like a married couple

“To prevent me from accidentally drowning myself in your huge bathtub, why not join me ?, you’re also in need of relaxation,” you mumble, feeling a little bit flustered

“Well if the lady insists,” he smirks before undressing and dipping himself behind you, he drags you into his lap and rests you head your head shoulder as his hands massage your lower back “Feels good ?,” he whispers beside your ear

“Very,” you reply with a sigh, he presses a kiss on your forehead as he holds you massages your tense spot as a silent thank you of some sort, not wanting this moment of peace to end

For you however, you knew this man is forever bound his heart to yours from now on

#honkai star rail smut #dr ratio smut #oml-

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smut under the cut // MDNI

alhaitham+kaveh × reader smut drable

cw: dubcon (reader is paying rent), under negotiated everything (so undernegotiated there hasn't even been a negotiation), nipple play, masturbation, marking, biting, anal play, pwp, tba.

I wrote this a 2 am be merciful ty.

Fuck, is this how low he is fallen? Slowly undressing in his bed as his roommates burn holes into his skin with their unblinking stares? Curse Dori and her sweet words.

She knew (Name) was desperate for an interesting theme that would allow him to get an outstanding grade in his thesis. She knew he was from the amurta darshan, so a promise of a new species of fungi was enough to make him fork out a hefty sum of mora.

That meant that, when it was time to pay his rent at the beginning of the next month, he had to resort to begging Alhaitham for a little extension on the time. The stoic man surprisingly agreed, but he had one condition. To put on a little show for him. And Kaveh.

The cold air of the room is making his nipples pebble as it hits them, making a little shiver go down his spine. He unbuttons his pants, wiggling a bit to put his weight in his upper back and lifts his legs to get the clothing off. This allows the men seated at the foot of his bed to appreciate the beautiful curve of his thighs and his cute bulge pressing on the front of his briefs.

(Name) throws the pants off somewhere in the room and sits up, his back against the header off the bed. He swallows nervously, unsure on what to do, gaze lowering and blush rising to his cheeks as the situation truly sets in.

“C'mon (Name)” He jumps as a hand settles on his thigh. Kaveh's hand. “Show us how you make yourself feel good” His dick twitches against his will at the smooth words. When did Kaveh turn from a mumbling boyfailure to this?

He takes a deep breath, his skin feeling on fire where the soft skin of Kaveh’s hand meets his thigh, but it does encourage him to act. He starts to softly palm himself through his boxers, starting with soft touches but growing bolder as his dick hardens.

He's sweating by the time he is fully hard, the imprint of his cock visible through the thin cloth. Kaveh is kneading on the meat of his thigh which adds to the stimulation and Alhaitham, the ever quiet man, is just observing the scene with his eyes a deep pool of unbridled hunger.

When he decides he has teased himself enough, (Name) gets one shaky hand in his boxers and gets them low enough so he can stroke his dick comfortably, but he's interrupted before he can get right to it.

“No” Alhaitham huffs uttering his first words since this whole situation began. Kaveh glares at him for stopping the show, but his enthusiasm comes back at the next words. “I want them off”

“Do you get off to humiliation?” (Name) quips, his sking getting hotter as he glares at Alhaitham “Is that why you want me nude with you both fully clothed?”

“Be a good boy and do it” Alhaitham responds, his tone leaving no room for arguments. The stern voice sends another shiver down (Names) spine and makes his dick jump, which mortifies him.

He gets his boxers off and turns to his night stand. He opens the drawer, rummaging for a quick second before finding a plastic lube container.

He goes to settle down in bed again, but finds himself being pulled into Kaveh's lap. “You don't mind me looking from this angle right?” Kaveh asks right by his ear, arms encircling his waist. He slowly shakes his head, the heat in the air of the room slowly growing thicker and thicker.

He pops off the cap of the little container getting a bit of lube into his hand. He goes to put it back down in the nightstand once its job is done, but Alhaitham is quicker and grabs it off his hand. (Name) shoots a questioning job at him, but gets nothing in return.

He ignores the weirdness as his hand wraps around his dick, the wetness of his precum mixing with the lube in his hand. His head drops back into Kaveh's firm shoulder as his eyes close, a small whimper coming off his lips.

“You're doing good” Kaveh praises, and one of the arms around his midsection moves, deft architect fingers caressing one of his nipples. (Name) falters in his rhythm, he didn't expect to be touched tonight, just to do his thing for the other two men, but he doesn't want Kaveh to stop. It feels good.

He strokes a bit faster, testing for the rhythm that feels the best, quick breaths and small moans filling the room. He's so focused on his pleasure that he doesn't hear Alhaitham uncap the bottle again, spreading the thick substance around his fingers.

(Name) opens his eyes when he feels the scribe's figure move to loom over him. He feels a bit disoriented, his head foggy from the stimulation from both his hand and Kaveh's touch, but stops once fingers circle slowly around his hole.

“Keep at it” Alhaitham orders as he keeps circling, spreading the lube around his entrance. The orders are clear in the haze of his brain, so his hand returns to its work.

Alhaitham starts with just one finger, it slowly carving up a path inside of him. The sensation of another person's finger inside of him is exquisite when paired up with all the other methods of stimulation he's having the pleasure to endure.

Kaveh feels bolder with Alhaitham's cooperation, both of his hands moving to pinch and pull on his sensitive nipples until they are cute and rosy. “You're doing so well for us dear.” he says, and (Name) doesn't have to see him for him to know that there's a smile plastered on his face.

He picks up the pace a bit, the glide of his hand up and down his cock making a slick sound travel around the room. He whimpers and moans, back arching against Kaveh's firm chest as Alhaitham decides to start moving his finger in and out in tandem with his movements.

“Fuck” He whimpers loudly as Alhaitham finger hits some good spots inside of him. He looks down through bleary eyes and pleads, his hips wriggling to meet Alhaitham’s finger. “One more finger? Please?” His voice is small and pathetic, but far too irresistible.

“As you wish” Alhaitham says nonchalantly, but by the way his free hand lifts to grip his thigh harshly, he's anything but unnafected.

He takes the second finger like a champ, his hand jerking himself off quicker. Alhaitham follows suit with amping the intensity, thrusting his fingers rapidly in and out of his hole. Kaveh has moved on to leaving hickies down the column of (Name)'s neck.

“fuckfuckfuck” It comes to a head in a second, the pleasure feeling all too much when Alhaitham's fingers curl inside him, sending true zaps of gooey heat all throughout his body. “I’m gonna…”

He doesn't get to finish his thought before he's coming. Kaveh bites down harshly on his neck in the middle of his phrase and that's all it takes for him to finally tumble over the edge.

It's the best orgasm he's ever had, mind numbing pleasure coursing through his system. He rides the fingers inside him through the peak, moaning loudly as all shame is forgotten.

Once it's over, his body relaxes suddenly, laying on Kaveh as if he was boneless. He feels dead tired, but his dick still jumps when Alhaitham slowly removes his fingers.

“You did well” Alhaitham says, tone neutral as ever, but the praise is, by far, the most surprising thing to happen that night.

Kaveh kisses the crown of his head as he lets out a little laugh, playing with the cum in (Name)’s stomach with a finger. “Can we do this again sometime?”

(Name) thinks that yes, they will.

#genshin smut #this was 👌✨

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RAPTUROUS ELATION. alhaitham & fem!reader

ට info; nsfw (mdni!) fingering, overstimulation, bit intense so mentions of discomfort, bullying but in a very hot way :( — 0.8k

"haa— wait, wait, please..."

but your body cannot take it any longer and your legs convulse, fingers digging into the fabric of his sleeves. in that exquisite moment, an intoxicating wave of euphoria surged through every part of your being. the orgasm is intense, the world around you spinning and you are kept in place only by the scribe's grip. alhaitham pulls away slightly, allowing you to rest on the cold table and calm down a little, watching and enjoying every single reaction, movement and sound.

as soon as your breathing begins to normalise and your legs stop shaking, he lets go of your trembling body. you fall on the table with a thud, still recovering. he straightens up and adjusts his clothes, cleaning his wet and shiny face. a smirk spreads across his mouth and he leans towards you, pulling you towards the edge of the desk again with force and pressing his gloved digits against your swollen clit.

"alhaitham... ah, give me a minute."

he doesn't answer, leaning even closer until his face is only a few centimetres from yours. he kisses you and bites your lower lip, taking advantage of the fact that you are too weak and spent to resist. his tips continue to massage your clit, rubbing small circles and then pushing a little harder.

"wait! no, no, not like— ah!"

the scribe separates from you only to look at your flushed face and disoriented gaze. he continues, not intending to give you even a minute to recover. you whimper and cry out, not sure whether to be pleased or scared of the way he treats you. he notices your hesitation, although it doesn't discourage him — quite the opposite as seeing you so reactive to his ministrations seems to boost his pride.

"why do you hesitate? this is how i planned it to be and the sooner you get used to it, the easier everything will be for both of us."

"b-but, alhaitham, please..."

"stop complaining and let me give you what you deserve."

and his hand moves away for a moment, giving you an opportunity to take a deep breath. the scribe quickly removes his gloves, stuffing them into the pocket of his pants and returning his naked and hot fingers to the throbbing and sensitive spot between your legs. he continues to push harder and harder, moving the skin, the rhythm quickening and the sensitivity intensifying with each passing second.

it doesn't take long for his actions to begin to overwhelm you again.

his digits move inexorably fast, the touch is almost uncomfortable and sharp. he doesn't show signs of stopping, continuing to tease the swollen clit with all his passion. tears begin to blur your vision and you clench your fists, unsure whether to cover your mouth or try to push his hands away. the pleasure quickly turns into torment and he does not allow you to relax and catch your breath even for a moment.

he observes your every expression, noting your discomfort, pain and need for a break. he does not give up, bringing you closer to the edge only to slow down... and start all over again. your silhouette jerks in the rhythm of his actions, mewling out unintelligible pleas; the tears finally roll down your cheeks, your voice hoarse. you cannot take it anymore and yet the silver-haired man doesn't seem willing to let you come.

"alhai— ah... no, please..."

but he ignores your pleas and moans, the speed of his movements barely registered by your senses. you can feel another finale approaching, your whole body ready to submit to his orders. however, just when you are about to cum, he stops — again — this time letting you breathe normally and soothe the strained emotions. you sob in despair and disappointment, frustrated and surprised.

"i can't..."

"sure you can."

his fingers press on your clit again, restarting the sweet torture. you whine and plead, squirm and twitch, not knowing what to expect from alhaitham. once again, right before you are about to reach the peak, the scribe slows down, causing a new wave of tears and disappointment. you do not know how many times he repeats the same pattern, bringing you close to the limit only to stop. you don't understand whether you should hate it or love it, the frustration, the torment, the suffering. he doesn't make any sound, watching intently as your body suffers and your mind slowly breaks.

eventually, he decides it's enough and begins to rub your aching clit properly, giving you a chance to get what you want. but you no longer react, too weak and spent, overwhelmed by your feelings. your legs spasm uncontrollably, the essence gushing violently from your pussy on your skin, dribbling down between your asscheeks, bedewing your lover's palm. a silent cry dies on your parted lips, the eyes wide open and unfocused, the muscles tense. he watches you orgasm, continuing his actions to make it last even longer, enjoying the sight, feeling and sound.

the way you drip with love, mesmerising, just for him to see, just for him to touch...

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alhaitham that forces you to look at him while he’s pounding into you,, please im in shambles—

cw. rough alhaitham, he's a little mean too, fem! reader

alhaitham taunts your every emotion and breaks the tension with the slight curve of his hand against your cheek and a playful squint of his eyes.

"look at me," he utters, and the breath you had been keeping in, the very one that had been deeply smouldering a pit in your lungs, finally releases when he grinds his hips back into you.

and yet, all alhaitham does is smile at you struggling while beginning to move himself within your walls— the hand on your cheek quickly coming down to cup your thigh in an almost encouraging manner as he pushes your leg above his shoulder, before giving it a kiss that immediately sends a leap straight to your sore cunt.

it's like alhaitham doesn't care about the the fact that you were struggling to keep him inside of you— his erection was impossibly hard tonight and the thick veins on the underside of his cock were consistently dragging over your silken flesh, turning the sensitive skin aflame.

safe to say it was becoming more difficult to concentrate on keeping the eye contact the more he pumped you full of him.

"easy there, you're not supposed to look away," he says between short breaths, his hips stuttering because he needs more, feels how you're whimpering as he brings your face back against his,

"gonna get you for that later, you understand?"

oh well, this was indeed a cruel game— how alhaitham was forcing you to look at him, even with you attempting to break the eye contact due to feeling slightly embarrassed and flustered, he'd still tease your pussy so relentlessly over and over, watches how you'd get increasingly worked up as a slight pout visualizes on your lips.

the scribe continues to push you to that edge, wastes no time to press the heat of your wet cunt down against his cock until you're systematically falling apart under his muscular figure.

the tip of his length meets your pulsating spots with a little bump before his free hand guides along your stomach to add pressure on your clit, back and forward, back and forward, pinching and brushing against the skin that protects the little pearl. fuck, every single inch of alhaitham was in you, pushing deeper, pushing harder, reaching the places no one besides him was able to stimulate.

and he does it while you simply cannot look away.

one wrong move— and you're done for, one too many flutters of your eyes scrunching shut and your tears thrumming against your eyes and he swears he'll never let you cum tonight.

#genshin smut #oml 😳

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My inmate

Wriothesley x male reader.

Cw : inmate reader, office fucking, reader is called pretty boy and good boy.

🔞Minors do not interact! Adult situations stay adult situations.🔞

A commissions from a friend.

You’re an odd inmate, one Wriothesley keeps his eyes on. Most would assume it’s because you’re an escape artist, though they’d only be half right. You love the thrill of breaking into places you don’t belong, but it’s never to truly get out of the fortress of Meropide.

Your antics have Wriothesley enamored, you always break into his office just to visit him, and it’s given him many laughs at seeing you at his desk waving at him.

But he can’t deny the risk.

And how much he loves it, like he does you.

“C’mon pretty boy, that’s it. Fuck, doing so good for me.”

You whine, feeling his hot breath fan across your neck before he litters your bare skin with kisses.

“Mm…W-Wriothesley it’s so much.”

Your back is against his chest, your legs spread being kept open with his, leaving your needy cock on his display for anyone who’d walk into his office.

He made sure to lock the door, however, you’re for his eyes only.

His dick throbs at your whines.

“My poor little inmate. Don’t worry, I know you can take it.”

His dick is only halfway inside you, and from your other encounters with him, you know you still have so much to go.

“Shhh there we go, almost in, handsome.”

He slides a calloused hand up your stomach and to your pecs, thumb rubbing across your nipples. Wriothesley chuckles at your jerky reaction, watching your body twitch against his gentle touches, while his cock carefully slides into your ass.

He bites his bite, breathing out heavily before tossing his head back against his chair.

“Shit!…fuckin’ hell, you feel so good. Relax, you’re squeezing me so tightly.”

“M’sorry! Just, feels good, so deep.”

You lean your head back against his shoulder, trying to take deep breaths and relax for him. Wriothesley leans forward, kissing your cheek and nuzzling against your neck. His free hand stroking your inner thigh until he can move again.

“Can you go faster? Please?” You plead breathlessly, but he’s happy to oblige.

“Want more, baby boy?” You can feel his sharp grin on your neck.

“Who am I to deny such a good boy, asking so politely.”

You choke on the air, feeling your breath being punched from your lungs from him pushing his cock inside you. Wriothesley always fills you up so well, making you feel so full.

“Move..! Please please Wrio move!”

His rough and calloused hands move to your hips, lifting you halfway off his cock before swiftly pulling you back down. You arch your back, tossing your head back against his shoulder as you cry out. Your hands gripping his, clawing at them for something to hold onto you.

Wriothesley bites his lip groaning at how your ass squeezes around him so nicely, like you want him to cum.

Your squeals echo in his office. Your drool slides down your chin as he fucks you, slamming deeper and deeper inside you, before your shriek, your body tensing only to fall limp.

“Oh? My pretty boy liked that?” He moans in your ear, nipping at your neck.

You try to grind back in time with each rut of his hips but his movements are too quick, using you like a well-loved toy. Your cock smacks against your stomach with his feverish thrusts, getting your pre everywhere.

“M-m’close! Gonna cum!”

The tip of his cock hits your prostate, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You practically shriek, feeling one of his hands grab your dick, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

“Too much! Oh fuck—!!”

“Give it to me, c’mon make a mess on me.”

Your cock is twitching in his hand, while you can feel his throbbing inside you.

With one final thrust you break, wailing as your cum coats his desk, thighs, and stomach. Your tear-filled eyes roll back at feeling his thick hot cum painting your insides white.

“I love that face when you cum. You’re addicting.”

You pant, laying limp against the large man, but can’t stop the airy chuckle that leaves you as he kisses your neck and cheek.

“How do you feel?”

“Amazing….archons above that was so good.”

You can feel him puffing with pride.

With light shuffling you blink, seeing his coat being placed over your bare body.

“Wait, wait it’ll get dirty.” You panic, but he brushes your worries away.

“It’ll be an easy clean, I wanna keep you here a little longer before cleaning you up.”

He wants you to keep his cock warm while he lavishes you in kisses.

“You did so good, such a good boy for me. I love you.”

You snuggle against him, holding his coat tightly around you in the comfort of his arms.

“Love you too, handsome.”

He knows you two can’t stay like this for long with his work, but he’s going to take every chance he gets to keep you like this.

He doesn’t want you to leave just yet.

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so i wore this little dress today to a dance concert and i looked SUPER CUTE OMG and this dress was so short i had to wear bike pants underneath bc even if i bent over even a little bit i would flash everyone

got me thinking of wearing it for the first time for bf! alhaitham and being like "is it too short? should i change?" and he's just staring at the back of your thighs as you look at yourself in the mirror

his brain is just going "omg i could just flip up that pathetic excuse for a skirt and just-"

and you snap him out of it as you turn to face him, his stare breaking from your thighs and forcing him to look into your eyes instead. don't get me wrong, he loves your eyes, they're beautiful, stunning, in his opinion. it's just that at this very second, he wants to bend you over and shove his already semi hard cock inside you.

he'll blame you for getting him all worked up before leaving for whatever event you were meant to go to together, pulling your panties down and revealing your cunt. he'll press his confined hard on against you, giving himself temporary relief from his arousal, listening to your sweet mewls as you press your hips back into his to chase the stimulation to your clit

alhaitham will push the skirt of the dress even higher up your body, making sure enough skin is revealed to his liking.

he'll lean over your body, his crotch pressed even firmer against your desperate hole, his lips right next to your ear as he whispers dirty little things to you, making you squirm and whimper and plead for him to do something, anything, to make you feel more than what he's already doing.

it's safe to say you'll be arriving late to that event you were so excited to attend, clutching onto his toned arm for support as you walk to your designated seats on unsteady legs.

#alhaitham x reader #god I need him to ruin me too 😔

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im debating if I want to draw a self insert comic about helping inexperienced alhaitham 😔 I just imagined him being horny but not super sure what he's supposed to do about it. or maybe kaveh teaches both of us cause we're lost and he's cringing at the fact we know nothing.

#genshin smut #alhaitham smut #kaveh smut #I am down bad bored and not willing to do my assignments 😔#good time for a distraction :)

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thinkin about cockwarming iso while you're playin a comp game. He's whiny cause he doesn't want to bother you but you just feel so good around him. Whenever you're adjusting yourself to get more comfortable and he just has to bury his face in your shoulder with a breathy moan. He tries so hard not to move but once you're done he's practically begging.

raaaahhhhhhh

#valorant smut #valorant iso #iso x reader #this has literally been the only thing on my mind lately 😔

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on my knees begging and praying for more perv! geto🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🛐🛐🛐

Some PervyRoomate!Geto (and 1 perv Satosugu) drabbles for you :3

contains: voyeurism, stealing, fantasizing, Gojo makes an appearance, degradation, p*ssy eating, cumming untouched, restraints, masturbating, handjobs, unprotected sex, slight somno, overall creep behavior... pls be warned

note: i do not condone any of this irl :3

MDNI

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Perv!Geto who stands outside your door and jerks off to the sound of you getting your brains fucked out by your latest partner. If he closes his eyes and squeezed his fist hard enough he can almost imagine he’s the one fucking you. He’s timing his thrusts with the slaps he hears on the other side of the door to immerse himself deeper into his fantasy; and when you cum- he cums all over his hand while his other covers his mouth to prevent any moans from slipping through his lip.

Perv!Geto who steals your dirty panties, shirts, shorts--anything at all from your dirty clothes hamper and holds it up to his face to smell your scent while he jerks his cock furiously with his lip pulled between his teeth. You're just in the next room over, he can hear you giggling with Shoko at something funny she said, the sound spurring him on as he imagines you're laughing at him, at how pathetic he is for stealing your clothes to jerk off. Of course, when he cums he makes sure to make a mess all over the garment before he throws it back into your hamper. Maybe one day you would go searching through your dirty clothes and find the present he left for you and teach him a lesson for being such a perv.

Perv!Geto who sucks your fingers into his mouth while you ride him because he's been waiting for so long for this moment and he needs to taste you. Your neck, lips, thighs, hands- anything. He would gag and moan around your lithe fingers when they hit the back of his throat, jolting around in his mouth from the roughness of your thrusts on his too-sensitive cock.

Perv!Geto who sits on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, his heavy neglected cock and full balls hanging freely in the air as you grip his hair from his scalp and roughly shove his face into your cunt. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, his face flushed a gorgeous crimson color as you fuck his face while degrading him, telling him how filthy and dirty he is for being such a creep to his poor unknowing roommate (you). He would cum untouched with a pathetic whine into your cunt at your mean words, as he continued to suck and flick his tongue as he brought you to orgasm.

Perv!Geto & Gojo who FaceTime late at night to talk about all the filthy things they would do to you while they jerk off together. Sometimes when you aren't home they sneak into your room and jerk each other off on your bed, working each other up as they dirty talk each other about what you would do to them if you were here. "Yeah? You like the way they stroke your cock? Huh?" Gojo would groan as he twists his hand over Geto's tip while the dark-haired man has his eyes squeezed shut, pretending its your hand. "Yeah cum inside her Gojo fuck, she wants it so badd~" Geto would whisper as Gojo came all over your nice clean pillow. The two of them constantly plotted on how they would get you in their beds.

Perv!Geto who would sneak into your room at night and jerk off to your sleeping body only clad in tiny shorts that showed half your ass and a crop top that your breasts spilled out of. He never touched you, but he would get close, seeing how far he could test the limits before his cute roomie woke up to a face full of cum. He would jerk off right over your face, his heart racing out of his chest when you stirred in your sleep, the fright making him back up as he cums hard in his hand, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood as he tried to keep himself quiet.

Perv!Geto who would offer to stand behind you on the train while you wore a skimpy outfit so you didn't have to be pressed up against some olf perv. Little did you know he had the same intentions as them. He felt himself get hard as your ass bumped back agaisnt his crotch when the train ride got bumpy. He would pray for the time when you would lose your balance and almost fall so he could grab your waist in his massive hands to steady you. Your meek 'thank you Sugu' Going straight to his cock at how oblivious you were.

Perv!Geto who offered to sleep in your room to cuddle when your relationship ended. Who was he to leave you alone when you spilled the news to him with fat tears rolling down your cheeks, that made his cock twitch in his pants. He should feel bad about taking advantage of your vulnerable state right now, but how was he supposed to when your smaller frame was pressed right up against his body and his nostrils were filled with your scent from being smothered by your sheets? He wasn't able to stop himself from humping his hips into your ass when he felt your body relax agaisnt him, your breaths evening out as you slipped into dreamland while Geto used the friction of your soft ass to reach orgasm and cum hard in his pants.

Bonus: Perv!Geto who was more than happy to fuck you to back sleep when you awoke right when he released his load into his pants. Him getting off on you calling him needy while he fucked his next load into your cunt, not being able to stop himself from thinking how he wasted a perfectly good load in his boxers when he could've just woken you up and fucked it into your cunt as well :( How was he supposed to know you wanted him as much as he wanted you? You did break up with your boyfriend for him after all.

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cum-fvk · 6 months

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gojo, geto n shoko teaching you how to feel good.

cw: smut, pussy eating, fingering, innocent fem reader, corruption

You were sat on Geto’s lap, Shoko besides him and Gojo kneeled on the floor in front of you.

“See what happens when i rub your clit?” Gojo smirked, your body jerking against Geto with a surprised moan.

“Feels good doesn’t it,” Geto whispered in your ear. Nodding your head with a soft mewl as Gojo’s slender fingers continued with its circular motions.

“And this,” Gojo inserting a finger into you, his cock twitching in his pants when you moaned at the unfamiliar feeling, “this is your g-spot” curling his fingers into your gummy walls as he thrusted it quickly in and out.

You moaned, attempting to close your legs as you felt a weird sensation fill your stomach. Your eyes tearing up when strong hands forced your legs back open.

“Shh it’s okay sweetheart, he’s just making you cum” Shoko giggled.

Your breathing heavy as your wetness ran down your thighs, tight pussy clenching down on Gojo’s finger as the feeling grew stronger n stronger.

You let out a small cry when Gojo’s tongue darted out to swipe at your clit. Latching his mouth onto the tiny bud and sucking harshly as he moved his finger. Your cries becoming loud and shaky as your entire body trembled. “Feels weird.”

Geto hummed, kissing down your neck when your head fell back against his shoulder. Your lips parted in high pitched whimpers as your vision blurred. Geto’s breath hot on your ear when his deep voice spoke, “Come on sweet thing, let it out, it’s gonna feel so good when you do.”

Shoko nodded, lightly cradling both yours and Geto’s thighs and pressing her lips to yours, your glassy eyes closing as she guided the movement of your inexperienced lips. Pulling away, Shoko stroked her finger down your face. “Just relax and let go,”

You did as told, allowing yourself to fall deeper into a state of pleasure as your eyes rolled back, your toes curling and back arching off of Geto’s chest in the process. “Ah— feels- nngh” you cried, Shoko’s words of praise never leaving your ear.

“Good girl, you’re almost there baby.”

Your finger gripped onto any arm you could find tightly, your legs quivering as you felt ecstasy wash over you. The build up feeling in your stomach falling apart straight down to your cunt.

Messily gushing squirts onto Gojo’s face with a choked scream, the white haired man letting out a groan as he feasted on your sweetness. “She tastes so fucking good,” he mumbled, his grip tightening on your soft thighs as his tongue lapped between your folds. “So sweet.”

“Alright, we get it, save some for the rest of us.” Shoko huffed, your eyes widening at her words.

“Hope you didn’t think this was it baby” Geto chuckled “that was just your first orgasm, still have so much to teach you.” He grinned. “So many positions.”

“Gotta teach ya how to suck my dick too, pretty girl.” Gojo piped in.

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cum-fvk · 6 months

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Private Dimension of Pleasure

Pairing: Iso x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, power use, cock riding, kissing, enemies to lovers, teasing, masturbation mention, sex toy mention

Word count: 2k

A/N: His power is locking people up in a dimension with him... how could I not write smut with that kind of power?

One moment you were running towards him, guns blazing, dodging his own bullets and then just as you were about to tackle his smug self to the ground you didn't know where you were. It was a void of some sort, but you couldn't quite move like you wanted. And where was Iso? Also gone.

"Ha, you fell for that? Easiest trick in my playbook." You felt the cold metal of a gun press against the back of your head. "Maybe you're not the rival I thought you were. Sad, any here I thought I finally found someone interesting." His sounded so full of himself you wanted to turn around and beat the shit out of him. If only you could move as you liked, "Don't bother, this is my dimension, you move when I want you to, how fast I want you to."

You clenched your teeth, barely summoning the strength to turn your head and look at him. "Coward. If this is what you need to do to win then you're even more pathetic then I thought. When they talked about a new guy on the team I hoped it was someone better." Your taunts got to him for sure, his eye twitched and his smile faltered for a moment.

Of course he still compared himself to others. He was as you said, the new guy. Still learning the ropes of being an Agent at Valorant.

Iso floated in front of you, his many guns dancing around him, trained on you but the one in his hand was at his side. "Aren't you the same? Isn't that why you're going after the new guy? You wanna prove yourself, same as me."

"Don't flatter yourself Iso. I'm nothing like you." Why the hell was he leaning in so close? Why did he get that little smirk on his lips just now? You'd kill to know what he was thinking right now.

"You remembered my name." His voice was softer then before. "You've been thinking a lot about me haven't you? How scandalous of you." A warmth spread across your face and the tips of your ears, both in anger of his taunting and of what he seemed to be implying about you. Scandalous? He was one to talk.

"Again, you flatter yourself. I have much hotter guys to think about while I'm masturbating." You said that so confidently, like it was an own of some kind.

Iso's grin was wider when he heard that little confession, "Who said anything about masturbating? Get your mind out the gutter woman. I was talking about fighting. But I can't really blame you, people do seem to get crushes on me pretty easily."

As if he sensed your anger he let you surge forward but not for a headbutt like you intended but a very sloppy and angry kiss. He knew it, he could sense how much you wanted him, each time he pulled you in here and teased you and fought you he could sense your lust growing together with your anger. Today he thought he could satisfy both of those at once.

"You ain't as slick as you think." He teased as his thigh slipped in between your legs, "Oh my mistake. You are." You resented yourself for the moan that left your lips when Iso pressed against you. This was supposed to stay a secret from everyone, especially him. You couldn't help it, you wished otherwise but when you'd fight him you began throbbing, burning up, and later in your bed riding whatever dildo you got your pussy onto first to push these lustful thoughts away before your next encounter. "Do you want this? Really want this?" The guns around him vanished, leaving just the two of you in the purple hue of the void.

His voice was soft, just like his fingers which played with your pants but didn't push further. He was aware that in this place he was in charge. He needed you to say it, to know he wasn't reading the signals wrong and making a mistake.

"We'll both regret this if we get found out." You were enemies after all.

"Then it's a good thing this dimension if fully private. Now tell me, do you want this or not. Because in case you can't tell, I really do." You looked down and saw that Iso was cupping his bulge and how it twitched when you looked at it. "If not I'm letting you out of here and taking things into my own hands. Fighting you is fun and all but I think this would get in the way. Plus it's a really easy target."

Sure looks like it. The perfect target for you pussy actually, which was fully protesting at how empty it was right now. "Not a word of this to anyone, you hear me prettyboy. I may not know where you live but I have friends who can find out." You started pulling his zipper down as his hands pushed past your pants and underwear, playing and passing through your folds to circle your pussyhole and make his fingers wet. "Or if you tease me."

"How scary. I better not waste time then." Iso pushed your clothes down and onto the way, same with his own. "Ready?"

Instead of simply spreading your legs you pushed yourself onto him and wrapped them around his shoulders, his jacket digging slightly into your thighs. Iso let out a shaky breath when he felt your pussy rubbing up against his hard cock and up to the tip, "Now I am."

"Someone really wants this. Has it been a while since you had sex?" You got the sense that he wasn't asking to make fun of you but to gauge how fast he can take this. It was sweet considering Iso usually took every opportunity he could to tease you.

"Not since I joined my team. You?" Hopefully he wasn't already seeing anyone. He didn't seem like that kind of guy but who knows, anyone can make a bad judgment of character. Iso pretended to think about it for a good long while, or it might have been a few seconds, time was always wonky in this place, "Iso!"

"Kidding! I've been with a few people but not since I started thinking about you. Which was pretty much right after we first met. So almost as long as you. It's been just me and my hand." The same hand he was now pushing towards you lips, the one that teased you and just before that was pointing a gun at you. "Won't be just the two of us anymore right?"

"If you play your cards right it won't." You rolled your hips against him, trying to make the cock go in but it was tricky at this angle. You could look down but that would require you looking away from his pretty face and you didn't want that either.

Iso laughed at your enthusiasm. He balanced you against him with one hand, the other brushing its fingers over your lips, letting you taste yourself just a little but not pushing in. His cock pushed in though, inch by inch, twitching more with every little bit that was sheathed inside you fully.

"Way better then my hand." You certainly hoped your pussy was better.

"Your hands feel nice though. Surpassingly smooth for someone who wields guns every day." You wouldn't mind feeling his hands on you more often. "As for your cock, hm." You clenched your pussy walls around him, "I can say, much better then my dildos." If he was comparing then so would you, it was only fair that way. "But can it make me come harder is the question."

"You bet this sweet pussy that I can." Unfortunately he couldn't feel your nipples fully through his jacket and yours but he could tell you were arching against him as he started to roll his hips. The weightless state didn't allow for too rough of a thrust but each was just as deep s the last, his cock having the slightest angle and rubbing against your sweet spot perfectly. You pulled and guided him by his hoodie, his soft lips against yours, fitting all too easily. There was no one to hear you moan, just him, but you still felt the need to cover it up.

Iso noticed so he pried your lips apart with his tongue just in time with his thrust, savoring both the sound of his balls clapping against you as well as the sound of your moan.

He knew full well what he was doing, he didn't even mind you nibbling on his tongue, or how you narrowed your eyes at him. You couldn't care that much either when his cock felt so good sliding in and out of you, when his tongue made you go dizzy and his kisses made your lungs burn for air.

You moan into the kiss, sucking on his tongue when he pushes it in both of you lost in your lustful haze, drunk of each other, pulling, gripping, thrusting and riding.

"Feels good doesn't it?" He husks against your lips once the kiss is broken, "You feeling good from my cock?"

"You should be able to tell." You teased as he rolled his hips up again, grunting at the clenching of your wet walls, "But yes Iso, it feels so good. You're a good boy." You didn't even think much of it at first when you said it but the words seemed to strike a cord with him.

"Good? I'm the best one around." And he was determined to prove it right now. By making your pussy come around his cock. He wrapped his arm tighter around you, now pulling your bodies flush against each other, as close as they could get with the clothes still in the way. "Close aren't you? Your pussy's close to coming I can feel it. I'll make you come every time we see each other, so don't go around fucking anyone else okay? You promise?"

He wants you all to himself. You think back to earlier, how you hoped he wasn't seeing anyone, fucking anyone, it's the same, you really are just like him. "Promise I won't let anyone fuck me if you can do it instead."

There's but a single thought in his head right now, to make you come. He's so close, his moves are sloppy at best, his mouth hardly forming words anymore, promises and sweet whatnots for your ears only. His mind is solely focused on you. "I'll fuck you better than anyone. I promise baby. Let's see you come on my cock first, let me feel you even more."

He pumps his hips into you as fast as he can fire bullets, the weightless state no longer posing a problem because as he said, he is in control here. You feel tightness coiling in the pit of your stomach, you come so suddenly and so hard it makes you see white spots, and the hitch of his name making Iso go over the edge too, quickfire shots of cum filling you up.

Iso holds you close as you float there, entangled and breathing heavily into each other's ears. It was supposed to be bad how good this made you feel, how he, an enemy made you feel but there was no denying it after this, not even if you tried your headrest.

"Don't be late for the next mission okay? I want as much time with you as possible." You didn't even notice when he pulled out and set your clothes back in place. Must be a trick of his powers, wouldn't be the first time they caught you so off guard. "Make sure to land on your legs, not your face."

Precious seconds were all you had time for, the last thing you felt was his lips kissing yours before you found yourself falling onto the concrete floor where you tried to tackle him before. His cocky laughter echoed in your ears, making you remember why you hated him in the first place. If it weren't for the pleasant throbbing between your legs you'd hate him even more.

#(>\\\\\\\<) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #valorant smut

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