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I binged through your amazing writing and would love to request something, if you don't mind? Adam x girlfriend how he would react to getting his wings caressed for the first time? Maybe getting inspired to do some more spicy caressing of his own?👀

First of all thank you so much! I’m so happy you like my stuff and YES I CAN ABSOLUTELY DO THIS. I hope you like this it might be a little different than what you had in mind! ;)

CONTENT WARNINGS: MINORS DNI. ADAM BEING ADAM, NSFW CONCEPTS, MASTURBATION ON ADAMS.

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Soulmates were a weird concept, especially for Angels. Theoretically Adam knew he had one, thought it was Lilith, WRONG, thought maybe God made Eve for him next, ALSO WRONG! So Adam just stuck to sucking face and fucking the tightest pussy of the hottest winners in heaven and that was fine…until you came into the picture. You weren’t a normal Winner, in fact you weren’t a winner at all but one of the Seraphim training under Sera. At first he was going to dump as soon as he got what he wanted; even if that meant facing the wrath of Sera…but for some reason you were different.

You weren’t as charmed as many of the others when he pulled out his first man and first dick status, in fact you seemed almost indifferent to it.

Unfortunately for the both of you Adam loved to hate a challenge.

Before the Angel knew what had hit him you had claimed the title of his girlfriend before he even fully understood what he was asking.

But fuck he understood the Soulmate Concept now. For someone one who was created with pure goodness in your soul, to judge right from wrong, you were one cold, calculated bitch when it came to the idea of exterminating Sinners. He thought you’d fight with him on the concept but instead you were in agreement, heaven was for Winners only, and that was that. Plus who cared if a few Sinners died, they were overpopulated anyway.

It also helped that you had the tightest pussy he’s ever stuck his massive dick into and the best mouth to suck him off. He’d reciprocate…sometimes…only if you begged.

“Sugartits?”

“Hm?” You stretched your arms above your head, you were wearing one of his shirts, it was way too big on you hanging off your shoulders. He grinned lazily his hand sliding up your thigh, “Adam.” You warned,

“What?” He laughed, “you can’t just sit there looking all sexy and expect me not to try to fuck ya.”

“I can expect that because I just sucked you off like three times.” You raised a brow, “and you came in my mouth. Three times. Which shouldn’t be possible anatomically and not to mention I swallowed.”

“Dickmaster baby.” He pointed to his crotch with a sly grin, “gotta live up to my namesake.”

“Well, live up to it another time. My pussy is off limits for now.” Adam groaned, “not my fault you went too hard yesterday dickmaster and I’m not in the mood today. Now Roll over.”

“Hey we’ve talked about this you’re not putting anything in my butt.” He bristled, his wings puffing out behind him, you huffed.

“I’m not asking to peg you dumbass I’m asking you to turn around so I can groom your wings.”

“…groom my wings?” Adam blinked a few times giving you an odd look. “The fuck you on about?”

“Have you never groomed yourself?”

“No…” he watched your nose scrunch up,

“Yeah. I can tell. You’re lucky I love you,” he watched you lean forward and peck his lips Adam chuckled brushing his stubble against your cheek. “Adam!”

“Love ya’ too.” He grinned reaching out and squeezing your ass before turning around, spreading his wings wide, “be gentle with me.”

“Whatever you say, you delicate flower.” You grumbled as he snickered, drumming his fingers on his thigh. Before you began grooming him, he felt you reach around the pudge of his stomach, kissing the side of his neck adoringly. Adam swallowed and felt a chill of pleasure run down his spine. " I love you.” You said more earnestly than before, eyes softening “Just try to relax and enjoy this.”

“I love you too…” he grumbled softly, his eyes fluttering as your fingers ran through the feathers at the base of his back. Adam instantly felt his body drop as your hands pulled at the mussed feathers. "Fuck doll, whatever you're fucking doing, keep doing it." Adam panted,

"I'm preening you." You mused, "First time?"

"Apparently. Shit, this is totally turning me on; you should do this tits out. While we face a mirror-" He tried to turn to look at you but you forced his head back to its original position. Adam let out an annoyed sound,

"Gross. Only you'd find basic hygiene a turn-on." You teased, pulling out a few loose feathers as he groaned at the feeling, you hummed placing one of his golden feathers behind your ear. You leaned forward to pepper his face in feather light kisses, he grunted but pressed his back against your body, his own way of asking for more attention. With nimble fingers you continued to preen and clean his feathers, his nails dug into the tops of his thighs.

A part of him wanted to flip you over and pound your body into the mattress until you’re crying, but another part of him didn’t want you to stop touching him. He wanted you to continue preen him, making him look pretty, but as you continued Adam felt his body burn with need as his dick strained against his boxers.

He couldn’t even fuckin’ ask you to suck him off without you scolding him.

“Anddddd done!” You hummed brushing your fingers through his wings one last time before hopping off the bed. Adam let out a sharp breath through his nose spreading out his wings, they already felt a million times lighter than they had in eons. You stood in front of him, looking all cute and sexy in his oversized shirt hiding your thighs and panties from view. With a crooked grin he grabbed you by the waist with his giant hands and pulled you into his lap, you giggled slotting your arms around his neck. “Hi baby,” you cooed tilting your head innocently to the side like you couldn’t feel his raging boner against your thigh. He clicked his tongue in annoyance flicking the golden feather tucked behind your ear,

“You gonna fuckin’ keep that thing behind your ear all day?”

You pouted, adorably, and brushed your finger against the feather in his hair. Adam shivered and swore he could still feel your phantom hands against his sensitive wings. “I was planning on keeping it there forever I’ll have you know.” You crossed your arms over your chest, “that way everyone knows who. I. Belong. Too.” You poked his stomach for emphasize and he let out a low, possessive growl. His nails digging into your hips underneath the shirt you wore,

“Fuck doll face. That’s so fuckin’ sexy. You’re turning me on SO much right now.” He grinned all teeth and blown pupils. Another giggle from your lips as your white wings brushed against his cheeks in a soothing manner.

“I can tell dickmaster extraordinaire.” You drew your finger down across his lips, his smile turned into a frown he knew that look in your eyes all too well.

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare.”

“Unfortunately I have a very important, cannot reschedule meeting with Sera.” You mused squishing his cheeks between the palms of your hands as he growled. “Love you don’t wait up!” You slipped out of his arms before Adam could snatch you back up and tell Sera to go fuck herself.

Not really he was too intimidated by the Seraphim to try disobeying her to her face.

The absolute struggle of dating an actual angel and who wasn’t just a Winner. He grumbled as you snapped your fingers changing back into your normal attire. His shirt was folded nicely on the bed next to him, he snatched it up, blatantly sniffing it. It smelled like you, him and sex the man could get off on just that smell alone.

“Be good and I might let you fuck me later.”

“If I even want to fuck your sorry ass later.” Adam grunted indignantly leaning back on the bed.

“The day you don’t you wanna fuck something with a pulse I’ll personally call God down here because that’s a goddamn miracle.” You argue blowing him a kiss, to which he rolled his eyes dramatically.

“Maybe I just won’t wanna fuck you specifically what about that. Your pussy’s not that good.” Adam flipped you off as you raised an eyebrow, an arm resting on your hips.

“Oh yeah? That a challenge?”

An internal war raged in Adam’s head. On one hand go all in, don’t let the sexy broad in front of him win. Don’t admit her pussy squeezes him like a vice and is better than all of his previous wives pussy’s before her. Don’t admit that he’d probably let himself fall just for a chance to be with her again if it came to that. The thought alone made him want to gag; on the other hand admit she’s right and no one will ever compare to her and she’s ruined all other woman for him forever.

“Fuck you.” He settled on.

“Later if you behave.” You promised spreading your wings with a coy grin before sliding out of the room. Adam fell back against the bed with a loud groan, life’s a fuckin’ bitch.

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Baby cakes: It’s running later than I thought. I’ll make it up to you I promise, there’s some things I need to work out.

Original Dick: You’ve gotta be kidding me Ive been waiting all day for you

Baby Cakes: I know :( I’m sorry. Can you entertain yourself until I get back?

Original Dick: I don’t wanna jerk off. I wanna be in your pusy

Original Dick:*pussy

Baby Cakes: I know and I’m SORRY. When I get back promise you can do whatever you want.

Original Dick: anything?

Baby Cakes: …yes. Don’t make me regret it Adam.

Original Dick: at least gimmie some good jack off material. A nude? Titty pic? Anything?

Baby Cakes: You’re such a pain in my ass. Give me twenty.

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With the deal struck Adam figured it wouldn’t be such a pain to relieve himself before you came back from your meeting. After all who knew how long you’d be held up, and he didn’t need much for what planned to do with you.

That however was for another time and place. He settled on the bed with a loud sigh stretching his arms up into the sky, and spreading his large wings across the bed. Adam waved his hand summoning the shirt you wore earlier and brought it up to his nose, it still smelled and he groaned into the fabric. He was tempted to never wash it again, his wings fluttered almost like they were demanding your fingers caress them like you did earlier. Adam grunted staring down at his large digits knowing almost immediately he wouldn’t derive the same pleasure as before, but touched his own wings nonetheless. He shivered at the sensation and it wasn’t quite as unpleasant as he suspected but nothing like earlier.

Still there were hints of arousal as he preened himself; massaging the base of his wings moving upwards towards the tips. His other hand lowering down into his boxers, he wasn’t quite hard yet but he was certainly getting there.

His phone buzzed, Adam had half a mind to turn it off but seeing it was from you had his dick pulsing. He snatched his phone unlocking it quickly only to be met with a picture of you, face flushed in an empty conference room. Your shirt was pulled all the way up exposing your white lace bra and the swell of your perfect fuckable tits. Adam grinned feeling his dick grow in his hand, now that’s what he liked to see, he pumped himself a few times hissing at the sensation. His finger swirled around the head smearing pre all over himself, “come on baby. Show daddy some more, can’t get off to just your bra pic, that’s weak sauce.”

Like you read his mind another buzz, followed by another picture, this time your bra was completely off showing off your boobs, his feather clutched between your two fingers as your tongue licked up the plumes. Your other two fingers seemed to be buried in your pants, clearly teasing your clit.

Baby Cakes: Don’t wanna wait till later big daddy. Want you now :( stupid meeting. Just wanna be your cock slut.

Fuckkkkkkkkk. Adam groaned releasing his phone momentarily so he could moan into the palm for his hand. His cock throbbed as he reread the words over and over again, he could almost hear you saying them as you rode his thick dick whimpering so nicely with your wings spread behind you. Adam began pumping his dick faster, thrusting into the palm of his hand, squeezing it trying to mimic the feel of your tight, hot cunt.

It wasn’t working.

He cursed again, bucking his hips desperately trying to chase the release he’s wanted all fucking day.

Another buzz. This time a voice memo, shit how were you finding time to send him all this and not enough time to call off the meeting and come home.

Adam chose to ignore the fact lunch and dinner beaks existed.

He hit play already thrusting into his hand and choked back a sound as your high pitched whine played loudly through the speaker of his phone. You WERE playing with yourself, you fuckin’ brat, you were soooo getting punished.

You were moaning softly trying to be as quiet as possible, he could hear the squelch of your fingers dipping in and out of your wet pussy, he new you were dripping, clenching around fingers much too small to satisfy yourself at this point. Almost like he was willing you to hear him Adam began to speed up to match your pace, heavy breathing mixed with your own as he heard your breathing hitch before letting out a shuddering moan. He wasn’t long after, spilling all over his hand and boxers, “she’s so fuckin’ dead.” He said with a grin spreading across his face whipping his cum soaked hand on the bedspread next to him.

It was your bedspread after all.

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I hope this lived up to some of your expectations my dear. I throughly enjoyed writing it, next out will be Lucifer x reader x Lilith poly relationship and I am very excited! If you wanna be tagged in that just let me know! <3

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I’m sure you guys know this and I’d be stupid to pretend you guys don’t already know this but I don’t write for DSMP anymore. Especially not now with everything that’s been coming out for the past months.

I stand with the victims and the victims only.

I love all of you and the journey we went on together. I still write for other things, rn my hyper fixation is Hazbin Hotel. @washeduphazbin if you guys want to follow me there that’s where I’m posting my Hazbin specific stuff. My discord is still active obviously those who are in there know that. I’m not deleting my stories unless you all want me too, but I no longer write for them at all.

Thank you.

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As the Tide Rolls In

Pt 1/10

Chapter One: New Moon 

Sun hated where he was; it smelled like foul chemicals, he couldn’t sense his litter mate, and worst of all, it was so very dark. He let out a distressed churr for his brother, body feeling unusually sluggish as the bad water entered the gills on his neck. The mer didn’t remember how he got here. One moment, he was swimming through the water with his brother, hunting for fresh food, and then utter darkness. Sun let out another distressed sound as he swam into a hidden wall, his webbed hands brushing against his temple; that’s when he heard a loud screech that sounded like his brother's distressed call. In response, he let out his distress call, and suddenly, the entire area rumbled. He then proceeded to ram himself against the invisible force separating them. In the dark, Sun had no energy, only chirping weakly, to which Moon responded with a snarl. Sun frowned. He couldn’t make out what exactly he was trying to tell him. He only put his hand up to the invisible blockade, and Moon placed his hand on the blockage they would soon learn was called glass. Sun took a breath and used the rest of his energy to pulse with soft yellow light, nonverbally communicating to his brother that he was okay and that they both would figure out a way out of this. He could see Moon’s bare his lips, showing off his teeth doubtfully as he pulsed his bioluminescent colors as a comeback to his own.

His brother thought the worst out of every situation, but surely they’d be okay. Once the bipedal creatures were done with them, surely they’d let the two mers go; it was only a matter of time. 

~Six Months Later~

“Shit, shit, fuck, fuck-” You sputtered, toothbrush in your mouth, the paste leaking from the corners as you shoved on your pants. As usual, you were running late. You had subconsciously snoozed about four of your alarms and were desperately trying to prepare for the first day on your job. Ever since childhood, you dreamed of being a marine biologist; working with marine life was the only job you’d accept, much to your parent's scolding. However, it just so happened that you, out of all the other students in your graduate class, were picked for a top-secret assignment at Afton and Son’s Aquarium. Thanks to your talents, you were at the top of your class, and the animals you helped as an intern could all be rehabilitated and released. You grabbed your keys and bolted out the door; running late for a top-secret project could irreversibly damage your reputation. Your old Subaru sputtered to life as you jammed your keys into the ignition, the rocketship keychain your dad got you clattering against the others on your lanyard. 

You practically burst into the front doors of the aquarium, scarring the poor secretary to pieces. Her blonde hair was tied in an old-fashioned pink scrunchy, and her chubby cheeks were stained a permanent peach. Hands rested on your knees as you fought to catch your breath. God, you needed a workout routine or something. “Um…are you alright?” She asked, her voice wavering; she was wringing her hands together as you picked your head up, hair falling around your face with a crooked smile. 

“I’m alright! I’m new,” you exclaimed, introducing yourself with an awkward wave. Your keys jingle from the key ring at your waist, and your backpack hangs loosely around your shoulders. 

“Oh!” The secretary chirps, “Welcome! I’m Chica!” her blonde hair bouncing as she spoke, “Mr. Afton has been waiting for you!” Her accent was a mix of Southern twang and a valley girl's. But her odd accent aside, your brain skidded to a stop hearing that THE Mr. Afton was here. 

You gawked. The big boss was here? Did you keep him waiting? Why was he here for you, the marine biologist student who got picked for this project? Couldn’t an average manager greet and instruct you on the whales, dolphins, or whatever you’d be working with? 

“Did I keep him waiting?” You voiced your thoughts, panic clear in your tone, and the secretary’s brow furrowed. 

“Oh no, pumpkin, don’t worry; you’re right on time. I’ll let him know you’re here if you want to head to the door to your left. Knock twice before entering, okay?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” You chirped back with a head nod before heading down to the large oak doors labeled, 

AFTON on a beautiful gold plaque.

Following the instructions you were given, you knocked twice on the door. There was shuffling inside the room and a loud, gruff cough before the door was open. The man on the other end was thin, almost unhealthily so; his hair was a dark chestnut, and his eyes were a startling shade of blue. He smiled at you, holding out his hand, and you noticed the scars littering his arms. 

“Newbie!” Mr. Afton seemed to cheer, “Welcome, come in!” He muses, leading you into the old air of his managerial office. “I hope I didn’t wake you too early; I know ‘ow college kids can be; my eldest is in school right now. Micheal, he’s around your age.” I nod as he converses; truthfully, you didn’t care much about Mr. Afton’s sons, but you bit your tongue and smiled at your boss. “Sit, sit, sit!” he ushers you to a big, bright blue chair with little jellyfish. You’ve always liked jellyfish; they were colorful, and there were many different species; maybe the secret project was jellyfish-related. The British man sits at his desk, crossing his arms over one another with a sly smile, “I’m so happy you accepted this opportunity. You don’t know how many people rejected it after hearing about it.” That comment gave you a bit of unease as you raised an eyebrow, “which is why we had to fudge the job application just a little bit.”

“Er…what do you-” 

“Don’t be alarmed.” Mr. Afton held up his hands in a surrender motion, “You’ll still get your thirty dollars an hour. You may need it for the hospital bills.”   

Money wasn’t your top concern, but having that much money in your pockets daily made you want to kiss your manager's feet. No more student loans! Wait, did he just say hospital bills?

“Since you already signed the base paperwork, you can meet the creatures you’ll be working with.” He stood up, grabbed a cane in the corner of the room, and urged you to follow him out of his office. You took a breath, reminding yourself that this is your dream, what you studied for, and that you could take on any challenge. He led you to a set of double doors labeled STAFF ONLY. “Remember the NDA you signed,” you nodded, “Meet Sun and Moon.” Mr. Afton sent you an almost crazed grin as he tossed open the doors. In front of you sat a giant tank that easily fit an orca. You stepped in, passing him, ignoring his childlike grin; inside the tank was a cave, some seaweed and shells, and a few stimulation toys. 

“So…what’s in here?”

“Dumb creatures…” Afton grumbled under his breath, but you caught it; you had to bite your tongue to stop from snapping at him for the comment. He walked forward and knocked on the glass with his cane; the lights flickered and dimmed only slightly as four pairs of eyes flashed to life in the cave. One pair was a striking blue and the other a piercing red; they were bioluminescent creatures, whatever they were. You stepped towards the tank curiously. The blue eyes widened and moved towards the entrance of the cave. You gawked, watching it swim toward the glass. It was a mermaid, a real-life mer right before you. They were lit with yellowish-orange bioluminescence colors; his face and body were humanoid, with a nose, eyes, and a lean torso. Instead of hair, their fins fanned out like the sun; scales dotted their face like freckles. He placed his webbed hands on the glass, and you heard them utter a churr and click curiously like a dolphin. You admired the fins on their arms, and your eyes trailed down to his tail; it resembled that of a butterfly koi. 

Ethereal. 

You reached out and placed your palm against the glass against theirs. As you did, you saw them visibly bristle and hiss before scurrying back into their cave. 

“You have a fucking mermaid?”

“Mermaids, my dear. And language, this is a family friends establishment.”

“TWO?!” You gawked, completely baffled, but Mr. Afton just looked proud of himself, “how? Where did you find them-“

“I’ll send you over all the paperwork. Since you’re starting today, I’ll give you a brief rundown. Sun and Moon are from the same clutch of eggs; we’ve gathered much from the vet techs working with them. You’ll probably meet him tomorrow. His name’s Freddy, you'll like him, everyone likes him.” Afton once more got off track. This time, you interrupted,

“Sun and Moon…”

“Ah, right, right. They’re both male of their species; both are on the more aggressive side. Sun is more curious and, so far, has been the most willing to make contact; Moon, however, only comes out when it’s dark or no one’s looking. He’s reclusive and has an even worse temper than Sun; we think he could be nocturnal. He causes the most incidents…” Mr. Afton pursed his lips, “with their past trainers and caretakers. He’s killed the most. Sun’s injured a good plenty of his mind you. But you’ll be fine, I’m sure of it; we’ve learned from their deaths. God rest their souls.” 

“Holy shit…” you breath, “real life mermaids…”

“Yes. Yes. You aim to care for them, handle feeding, and clean them if they eventually let you. Our overarching goal is for you to become their trainer and open them up for shows to the public. Much like some of the dolphins we have here.”

That gave you pause, “I thought this was a rescue and rehabilitation aquarium…”

“Normally, it is for the bigger sea creatures, but…these two.” He pats the tank, “There are exceptions. They’re the only mermaids humans have ever made contact with, so for the greater good, they’ll stay with us purely for research. We don’t know much about their diet either, as they refuse to eat until it’s strictly necessary.” Afton hummed, “I can’t stop you from doing whatever you think is appropriate to try to bond with them. However, I discourage you from getting into the water with them now. Accidents and all that. Welp!” He clapped his hands, “I’ll leave you to get acquainted with them. You’ll find everything you need on the observation platform. Good luck, kiddo.” With that, you watched your boss spin on his heel and exit the exhibition, leaving you alone in a dim room with a cold chill in the air and two mermaids. You’d have to look over the emails he sent you; you wondered if they even were from colder waters or if they just assumed, because of their bioluminescence, they were native to the deep sea. You climbed the metal steps; they creaked beneath your feet. You would need to physically examine some things, their teeth, for example, to see if they were meat eaters and what meat they even needed to digest. You stood on the platform looking into the murky water of the tank, your nose scrunched up, wondering how often this tank gets clean. Wandering over to the edge, you saw blue eyes peering up at you once again; you knelt on the lip of the tank. 

“Hi, Sun,” you greeted, saying your name; you were sure they had some intelligence, but could they understand you? That in and of itself was another question. Bubbles came from his mouth as he swam closer to the top of the tank, “Hungry?” You questioned, and all he did was flick his tail at you lowly, grumbling. You turned and pulled the cooler of fish towards you. He swam a bit closer, and you saw an arm shoot out from inside the cave, dark blue and covered in spines, stopping Sun in his tracks. The mer, who could only be Moon, trilled lowly, and you heard it reverberate in your skull, making your eyes feel heavy. Sun shook his hand off and breached the surface. The top of his face fins dropped as he stared at you from just above the water's surface. As you opened the cooler, you immediately gagged; the fish was far from fresh; no wonder they barely ate. “I’m going to get you some fresh food tomorrow. Promise,” you crossed your heart, holding the smelly fish out to him. He eyed you suspiciously, with another trill from down below from Moon; you opened your mouth to speak again to try to talk to him when he lunged. You pulled your hand back just in time for Sun to clamp down on the fish with his razor-sharp teeth.

Sharp teeth. Large. Hunts other mammals for food.

He pulled the fish below the water, smirking slyly at you as he tore it in half, tossing the other down to his brother. He blew bubbles in your direction again, letting out a low trill. 

You flex your fingers; if you hadn’t pulled your hand away, it’d be gone, you were sure of it. 

“It’s okay. We’ll keep trying,” You said out loud, unsure if it was toward the mers or yourself. You brought your eyes to look at him again. Sun was still staring at you as he brought the fish head into his mouth, shredding it to pieces before eating whatever remained. He swallowed and stuck his tongue out at you, long and orange. In a moment of impulsiveness, you stuck your tongue in retaliation; you saw briefly how his body and eyes pulsed with light as his grin widened. Sun giggled before catching himself; he covered his mouth with his hands, diving back into his cave and shaking his fins.

He wanted to play. On some level, he wanted to bond. He could understand you and your gestures. Now, you were able to form a plan. You stood up, placing your hands on your hips, and grinned wildly. 

It was time to put your degree into practice. 

Operation Bond with Sun is a Go.

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Sun whined as Moon kicked sand up in his face with his tail, “I am not eating that.” Moon hissed, curling more and plunging deeper into the cave, his spines vibrating as he pushed the bottom half of the fish away. 

“Come on, Moony,” Sun whined, “you gotta eat.” 

“No. Not from no tails, never.”

“You’re starving yourself! You haven’t eaten in weeks and need more than I do! This one seems different; she smells like the sea.” Sun said eagerly, swimming closer to his brother, who hissed and swatted at him again. 

“They’re all bad.” Moon snapped spitefully, “They did this to us, want to make us a spectacle.” He hissed, baring his pointed teeth. “I’d rather die.” 

“Don’t say that!” Sun wrapped his arms around Moon, who growled and squirmed woefully, “We’ll get out of here!” That’s when Moon stilled, 

“Yeah…yes.” Moon hummed as he spun to face Sun. Letting him lie on his stomach, his brother tilted his head. “You need to make friends with the new human…” he hummed, eyes crinkling at the corners, “Gain their trust. Get her on our side, then when the moment is right.” He held up his clawed hands, creating a few bubbles before snapping his hands shut around the bubbles, snuffing them out. “Manipulate her into helping us escape; then we kill her and this place behind.” 

“I don’t know…” Sun trailed off, “That sounds a little dangerous…”

“Didn’t you say she was different, hm? That’s what you said, right? You can do this, Sun, and you’re likable and a good actor. Make her trust you.” Moon churred at his brother, who always fell victim to praise of any kind, “Any means necessary.”

“Any means?”

“Any.” 

“Okay! Okay!” Sun chirped, slamming his fist into his hand, “I got this. Moon, we’ll be out of here in no time!” 

Moon hummed pleasantly; he’d be there, of course, as always, to watch and protect his brother if the human decided to hurt him. She’d end up like all the others if she played her cards wrong, made one wrong move against Sun, and your head would be floating at the top of your tank, detached from your body.

Operation Freedom was a Go.

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FNAF time chapters are already planned out, so she will be finished and updated regularly hopefully. As always comments, and art are welcome!

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Day 4: Denji

Semi-public/inexperienced Denji

Denji stared at you nervously, hands twitching at his side; when Aki suggested he ask you on a date, he was sure you’d say no. Denji wasn’t used to girls accepting his proposed outings, so when you said yes, he was dumbfounded. You were arguably the second prettiest woman at Public Safety, second only to Makima.

Who was his dream girl. Wait, shit Denji should not be thinking of Makima when you were alive and breathing in front of him. His nose scrunched up, eyeing you scrutinizingly; you looked pretty, makeup dotting your eyes and lips, making you look like a porcelain doll. Makima didn’t need makeup to be pretty; she just was. Your hair was loose, and you weren’t wearing your everyday Public Safety uniform; instead, it was a tight-fitting brown sweater and leggings. You had an air of confident nurturing about you, similar to Makima’s nurturing but also wildly different, so different that it made his head spin. Where Makima’s kindness always seemed to have a price, yours happened naturally. Soft praises when he’d do simple tasks that made his heart feel weird, gently teaching him about things he couldn’t understand without asking anything of him in return. He’d never seen you so carefree as he did now; he had to admit you were cute, with a soft flush to your cheeks and a nice rack that bounced a bit as you chittered away. Double shit Denji totally wasn’t listening to you at all; he blinked, slinking behind his menu while nodding and coming back to the present. You were kind enough to pay, too, knowing he was flat-out broke. He was a real jerk, huh?

“Hey, you don’t have to be here if you don’t want to be.” You offered suddenly, voice tender and soft, almost mothering. Hand outstretched, pressing to the hand that Denji held the menu with,

“I want ta’ be!” Denji argued, jolting at the accusation. He forgot just how observant you were; he never knew if you were naturally this observant or if it was your devil's contract. “Swear it!” You hummed softly, a smile spreading across your lips, 

“Okay, as long as you’re comfortable.”

“I am…” He muttered and looked at you, still smiling, not perturbed by his grumpy muttering, “Did you say yes to me because Aki told you to?” You blinked a few times, 

“No,” Your nose scrunched up, and for the first time, you seemed bothered by something he said, “Denji, did you think I only came because Aki made me?”

“It’s not…a dumb idea. I wouldn’t have cared. Either way, I’d probably get to feel your tits.” 

“Denji.” Your eyes narrowed, and he swallowed, murmuring a soft apology. “I said yes to you because I like you.” 

“Huh? Why?” 

“Why? Denji, you’re adorable!” The boy's face turned pink at your praise, “Sure, you can be kind of…okay…very crass at times. But you’re learning; you’re funny and a giant dork! Just my type!” You said how much you liked him so quickly, not just for his body, not just because he was chainsaw man. You seemed to pick up on his thought process, “And not just because you’re Chainsaw Man either; I don’t care about him; I care about Denji.” 

Denji’s worldview imploded in on itself, “You like me for me?” 

“Yes, Denji. I like you for you.” 

‘I did it Pochita. I’m on my first real date with a girl who likes me…’ 

All these previous thoughts of Makima rushed out of his mind like a raging river. Solely focused on the girl in front of him, “Denji? Did I break you?”

“No way!” He shouted, slamming his hands on the table and standing to his feet. this ruckus caused people to look at the both of you, your cheeks flushed, letting out an embarrassed laugh. “I’m so turned on right now! I gotta show you something!” 

“DENJI!” You squeaked out a tell as people coughed, making faces at the both of you, “Sit down!”

“No way!” He loosened the top three buttons on his dress shirt, “I got a better idea for tonight.” You looked at him in disbelief; he had a mischievous smile; it seemed you unknowingly blew up his ego. He was so cute, 

“Shit.” You laughed in disbelief, “Shit, okay!” You chirped, grabbing his hands, “Lead the way.” He pulled you out of your restaurant and took off down the street; Denji noticed you falling behind and paused. “My shoes, hold on,” You smiled, sliding off your flats and placing them in your bag, “Alright, let's go.” 

“You’re not wearing shoes,” Denji commented with a furrowed brow, “hold on.” He hummed, grabbing you suddenly so you rested bridal style in his arms, “It’ll be faster this way. I’m pretty speedy, you know.”

“I know, cutie,” Denji practically shouted in delight at the pet name, nuzzling his forehead against yours with a smile. “Adorable,” You praised as he continued to run, letting you hold tight to his neck. Denji ran so far that the both of you were out of the city; you allowed the wind to tickle your cheeks as stars began to dot the sky and the polluted lights began to dissipate behind the both of you. “Denji, where are we going?” He smiled down at you, a precious, adorable grin full of sharp teeth. 

“One of my favorite spots!” He smiled, “I ran a lot as a kid with Pochita. We didn’t have a car, but we’d run and run all night until we ended up under a sky like this.” Denji placed you down, oddly mindful of his hands, and looked up into the inky blackness. “You wanna know what my wish was?”

“What was your wish?” You whisper quietly, wrapping your arms around Denji’s waist and placing your head on his shoulder; you feel him shudder under your touch before resting his body weight on you. 

“I wanted to go on a date with a hot girl. A real date with someone who really likes me.” Denji spoke quietly, “I think that’s you.” 

Not Makima. Never Makima. He was so wrong. 

“Denji…” You spoke softly, “As long as you want me. I’ll be here for you.” 

“Stay forever,” He whispered, head turning to face you; his eyes were wet and vulnerable, hesitant to show himself bare like this to you. 

“Okay.” You promised, after all, that in your line of work, forever could be until tomorrow, and why waste the love you feel now? “Denji, let me kiss you?” 

“For real?” He gaped, “with tongue?” 

“If you want.” 

“YES.” 

You giggled, stepping before Denji, “Just so you know…I’ve Never kissed someone out in public before.”

“Eh, no one around, it’s fine,” He babbled, unwilling to let his opportunity slip through his fingers, “I mean, maybe a few cars will pass, but if they see us, they’ll be totally jealous.” Denji hummed, hands twitching at his side, “Please?”

“Alright,” You smiled warmly, “here.” You instructed, putting his hands on your waist; you felt him squeeze your hips, testing the waters. You leaned forward, and he hurriedly met you halfway; it was messy at first, his teeth knocked against your own, and his nose brushed against yours frantically. “Denji,” You breathed between his frantic kisses, “Take it slower. I’m not going anywhere.” The boy paused, doing as you asked, eager to learn how to please you properly, his lips slotted against yours slower this time, more sensual. His lips were a little chapped and tasted like iron and honey, but you enjoyed him nonetheless. Denji was careful of his teeth, not wanting to cut your lips, but also unsure if the porn he watched indicated some women preferred it. “Sweet boy,” You urged, “I wouldn't be a Devil Hunter if I didn’t mind pain now and again. You’re doing great.” You purred softly, and he audibly whimpered; he nipped at your lips, causing blood to bubble under his tongue. You groaned softly at the sensation, and Denji made a sound of pleasure, swallowing the little beads of blood as you kissed. You felt Denji’s hand twitch against your hips, slowly sliding up your stomach and palming your breast. Your breathing hitched, 

“Is this okay?” He asked quietly, massaging your breast between his hands. When you nodded, his pulse skyrocketed, “Under?” 

“Yes, Denji, under is alright.” 

“Fuck yes.” He whispered, sliding his hands underneath your sweater to grab your tits, his entire hand wrapped around them as he touched and groped. You knew you’d be left with palm and finger-shaped bruises on your skin. “This is so much better than I imagined,” The boy was practically drooling in front of you.”

“Why don’t you take my sweater off?” You whispered teasingly, watching his face turn red, 

“In public?” 

“Scared?”

“Never.” Your sweater was practically ripped from your body, allowing your breasts to bounce free, “Oh fuck yeah.” His eyes followed their bounce before he jolted. You giggled as a car honked, shining its lights past you and driving away down the road; you held your sweater to cover your chest as they sped off. 

“You think they’re gonna call the cops?” You grinned as Denji pulled you on top of him, 

“If they do, I’ll totally kill them. Only I get to see you like this!” He shouted, kissing underneath your neck, “Only me.”

“Yes, Sir,” You snickered, unbuttoning his dress shirt slowly. The entire time, you felt his eyes bare into your chest, watching them hungrily. “This is your first time, right?” Denji nodded dumbly, “And you’re okay to take it further? We can always stop here.”

“No fuckin’ way. Let’s go all the way!” 

“Someone’s eager,” You teased, slowly kissing down his chest, causing him to squirm and whine. “Oh, hello,” You mused, sliding off his pants, his hard-on smacking against his stomach; he swallowed thickly. “So riled up for me,” Your hand slid up his length, and he groaned, eyes squeezing shut. Your hand was so much better than his own, daintier, more nimble, working him up so much faster than if he was on his own. He moaned your name frantically as you gave him a few pumps; you paused, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, “Yes?”

“Inside, please. I don’t know how long I can- Want to feel you.” He blabbered, pupils blown to the size of saucers. poor boy, you forgot he was a virgin. You steeled yourself, knowing it would be a quick night, not that you minded. 

“You were such a good boy. I think I can manage that,” You purred, shimming off your pants and underwear and tossing them in the long grass. His eyes widened somehow even bigger before blurting, 

“Holy shit is that was a real pussy looks like?” You burst into laughter, and Denji huffed, “What’s so funny huh?” He snipped, “It looks different from porn!”

“Well, duh,” You poked his nose, “I’m the real deal.” 

“Thank fuck for that-” He hissed as you lowered himself onto his long length. You moaned sweetly as it brushed deep inside your walls, hitting your g spot immediately like it had a homing beacon installed. “O-oh shit,” He whimpered and felt his balls tighten, “This feels so much better than I’ve ever imagined.” 

“Don’t cum yet. I haven't even moved,” you teased, noticing he was moaning louder as your walls fluttered around him. 

“Don’t laugh it makes it worse.” He whined, hands finding your hips and urging you to roll them so he could get the whole experience. He watched you roll your eyes as you began to bounce on his dick, moving and pumping in and out of him, your eyes squeezed shut. 

“You feel so good, hitting all my spots just right. Fuck Denji. We are so doing this again.” 

“Yes. Yes,” He nodded his head, saying your name like a mantra, hips bucking up to meet yours; he felt his stomach tighten as he bit his knuckles, trying not to whimper as he came inside you without warning. You yelped, feeling his seed fill you and push you over the edge; you watched his eyes roll back in his head, “f-fuck ‘hm sorry…” He slurred, eyes heavy as your own aftershocks milked him as he whimpered at the stimulation. You hopped off of him, resting your head against his pecks,

“You did good. Really good.” You praised as he grinned stupidly, “Sleep.”

“Did you cum?” He mumbled, allowing sleep to overtake him, 

“Yes, Denji.” He smiled, sending you a half-hearted thumbs up before promptly falling asleep beneath you.

You woke up to your phone ringing, once, then twice before you picked up. Denji was underneath you; your head rested on his chest, and his innocence was sweet. His breathing was steading; you had really worn him out. Deep in REM sleep, you answered the phone,

“Did Denji enjoy himself?” Makima asked from the other end; her casual tone made your skin prickle. 

“How did you-” 

“I know everything that involves one of my dogs.” She responded flippantly, and you could picture her leaning over her desk, hands resting on her chin, “You played your role well. Let's continue to give Denji something to fight for, yes?” You grit your teeth, burying your head into Denji’s chest, his heart pumping in your ears, trying to calm you; you loved Denji. More than anything, nothing you said or did was fake, but…

You valued your life more. 

“Yes, Miss Makima.”

“Good girl."

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Day 3: Gale of Waterdeep

kinktober day three: Aphrodisiac

After Mystra, Gale was sure he’d never find love again, but then a giant worm was implanted in his brain, and he could telepathically connect with a beautiful lady elf who seduced him into joining her and her companions on a quest to remove the parasite from their brains. 

Completely reasonable. 

He couldn’t quite understand how this elf had somehow managed to worm, pun not intended, her way into his heart so suddenly. The only downside is that she’s never interested in anyone in the camp. Even though Gale knew just about every one of her companions would flirt with her; he assumed she wasn’t interested in anyone. But here, he and you were searching the forest high and low to forage for berries to help cure a sick tiefling child in the Grotto. Now, he liked helping the poor and defenseless as much as the next person, but he couldn’t quite understand your utter infatuation with helping them. “Now, I don’t mean to be that person. But why exactly did you ask me for help with this little side quest?” 

“Is it wrong that I enjoy spending time with you?”

“No, not wrong, maybe a little surprising,” Gale hummed, his heart fluttered at your words. “After all, you never wished to hang out before,” He watched you wince slightly, and Gale cleared his throat. “Which is fine. No big deal-”

“It’s not that I don’t enjoy spending time with you all, you especially. I’m just preoccupied, you know, with our little tadpole problem.” With a soft sigh, you pointed to your eye, “I feel like I'm not allowed to relax until this is all over. Everyone is relying on me.” Gale seemed to regard you for a moment, 

“You know…this isn’t all on your shoulders. We all deserve a little break occasionally, whether fun…or relaxation.” Gale hummed, picking up one of the berries he found. Inspecting it briefly, sensing only a bit of magical energy from it, probably nothing serious, he tossed it to you. You stumbled to catch it but managed to do so with a quick agility roll; you shot him a dirty look, popping the berry in your mouth. It was sweet and tangy, and you watched Gale down a handful of the fruits. “Relaxation is preferred. I could always give you a naked massage; I’m quite good with my fingers.” Gale wiggled them teasingly, you snorted, 

“Maybe if your name was Zevlor.”  

“Is that why we’re still here?” Gale gawked as you laughed, one of the first times Gale had heard your genuine laughter, and it made his body heat up pleasantly, like really heat up. “You’re horny for the leader of the tiefling refugees! Pun intended this time!” 

“No!” You giggled gently, shoving him, “I believe in his cause and want to help them all to Baulder’s gate safely if I can.” You grew serious as a flush blossomed on your cheeks, “I must help them; if not me, who else?”

“Certainly not anyone sane.” 

“Gale,” You warned, tone sending a thrill through the bigger man’s spine in a way that only typically happened when he was turned on. A pissed-off woman always did something to him; a calm, steeled gaze could bring him to his knees in a moment; maybe that’s why he tortured himself with Mystra for so long. “I’d like to think plenty of good people exist in the world; I’m not a nihilist- holy shit, is it hot to you, too, or just me?” You asked with a frustrated growl; he watched sweat bead on your forehead slowly drip down your temple to the curve of your neck. He wanted to lick the sweat, devour it, and your taste on his tongue. 

Wait, what? Since when did he want to taste you? He bites his lip for a moment. Okay…he’s wanted you for a long time, but never this bad, never this. He was a gentleman, a man of subtly. Gale watched you like a beast would stalk its prey as you shed your armor and stood before him in sleepwear. Every bit about you was flushed and sweating; his stomach turned, seeing more of your bare skin, what he wouldn’t give to leave it covered in his marks. Shit. Why was he starting to sound like if Halsin and Astarion had a baby together? He looked into your eyes, and your pupils were blown, but eyebrows knitted with concern. 

“You look positively debauched.” You comment, not unkindly; if you looked like you just had come back from a marathon of sex escapades, he probably looked just the same. 

“Everything hot,” He commented dumbly; his stomach was a blaze of fire, and he wondered if this was how poor Karlach felt daily. “I feel it under my skin. Some kind of magic has to be,” He started to pant as you came up and pressed your hands to his chest; even without skin to skin just the subtlety of you against him sent his mind reeling and had his dick rising with interest. “Fuck,” He hissed as you looked down, noticing his heavy arousal, “sorry. I can’t control myself.” 

“Me too…” You breathed, guiding his hand- and god, your touch felt like rain on a desert- to feel the crotch of your nightclothes. 

You were soaking. Gale somehow got harder. 

“You said…” You hissed, bucking against his hand as his fingers unknowingly stroked your clit, he apologized, but you held his wrist in place. “Magic?” He thought for a moment, trying to cast anything to figure out what spell this could’ve been, but every little whimper out of your mouth distracted him. Every whine as you willed yourself not to hump his fingers snapped him out of his concentration. 

“I don’t know. Fuck kiss me?”

“Yes,” You pulled him by his nightshirt, smashing your lips against his; you tasted like pure magic as raw charm bounced between you. He heard you whimper as he nipped at your lips, begging for entrance; you allowed it with so much ease it almost caught him off guard. He explored your mouth as your tongues battled for dominance, and Gale surprised himself when you won. He stumbled back against a tree as you pinned him there. It was his turn to whine as you pulled away, staring up at him through your lust-blown eyes, “Gale. I need you to fuck me.”

Now, that was something Gale could accomplish. 

“Where do you want me?” He asked with a sideways smile, harder (and hotter) than he’d ever been. 

“Pin me into the grass and rail me,” Your hands slid up his shirt, nails scraping at his plush stomach to his pecks, sliding his shirt off. “Fuck look at you,” You eyed him hungrily, and he wanted you to devour him. “You’re so sexy, Gale,” Gale’s tongue felt heavy in his mouth; sexy was new to him. Mystra always called him plush, cute, and with an adorable dad bod but never sexy; you thought he was sexy. Flush traveled up his cheeks, and you smirked, feeling his cock press against your stomach from how much you were pressed against him. “Take me, now.” 

“Of course, princess,” Gale purred, ever the people pleaser. He leaned down to capture your lips, trailing down your neck, slowly untying your night shirt and sliding it over your head. Your breasts bounced enticingly as he lowered you into the grass, and your breath hitched, feeling the grass tickle your bare back. His large hands cupped your breast, squeezing it, much like one would squeeze a stress ball. You tossed your head back and moaned loudly normally; Gale would be worried he was being too rough, but the noises you were making and the uncontrollable heat between you had him not overlooking those little details. “Does that feel good?” He mused magic sliding between your bodies as his lips trailed down your neck and latched onto the swell of your breast. 

“Yes baby, yes.” You panted hands, grabbing at his hair, and he gasped; he began to suck on your nipples like a man starved. “Good boy-” He moaned against you and felt the vibrations against your breast. “Gale…hot,” You whined, pulling his head off you. He knew his pupils were blown, and he looked ridiculous. “Please, I need you. Relieve my heat,” You pleaded, hands moving down his arms and chest, and then grabbed at his member. Thick and long, you pumped him about three times as he moaned lustfully, bucking into your hand. He glanced down at your fingers rubbing him, then back into your eyes, and they weren't looking at his face, instead admiring the tufts of brown hair leading down to where his penis stood at attention between your hands. You were hungry, hungry, and hot; your eyes flicked up to meet his, “Inside. Now,” Gale didn’t need to be told twice as he slid into you with a hard flick of his hips; he watched as you swallowed him, and he had to take a breath not to spill prematurely. But it was hard; everything was overly sensitive, and your pussy was hot and tight, sucking him in and squeezing him for all he was worth. You both moaned hotly as he began to pump in and out of you rhythmically, your legs wrapped around his waist, holding him tight, taking every last inch of him like a good girl should. 

“I know this is magic or a hex, but fuck gorgeous, you’re so tight.”

“Just for you; I’ve wanted you inside me for so long. You’re so thick, filling me so well,” You slurred, tongue almost hanging out of your mouth as Gale moaned, the pace picking up. The only sounds the both of you could hear were the sounds of your moans and the wet slapping between your bodies as Gale pounded into you. 

“I’m close-” His throat got tight, and he felt you tighten around him, and he whimpered, “Princess-” 

“Inside. Cum inside.” You commanded, and who was Gale to disobey his Goddess’s orders? His balls tightened and emptied inside you; white burst behind his eyelids as you screamed his name, nails clawing at his back like a cat. He knew those would leave a mark, and he had to stop himself from collapsing ontop of you. Arm shakily propping himself up above you and all at once the lust seemed to dissipate from the both of you, blush rose up into both of your cheeks. 

“Shit. Oh shit.” You whisper shivering as you clentched around his softness still buried inside you. “Gale we totally fucked.” 

“Considering my limp dick is still inside you and you’re covered in cum. I’d say that’s an astute observation,” He smiled, internally panicking because holy shit how did he not pick up on the aphrodisac berried he made both of you eat. 

“I’m so sorry!” You blurted grabbing at his cheeks and his grin never faltered, 

“Why are you apologizing? We both came?” 

“This is not how I imagined our first time going,” You whined, “I was supposed to confess to you under the stars, Astarion’s been giving me tips.” 

“Well thank god it happened this way then. If Astarion was giving you romance advice we might be dancing around one another for years,” He pressed his forehead against your own. You made a sound, 

“He’s not that bad.” You argued, but Gale silenced you with another kiss; you smiled softly as he pulled away. He opened his mouth, and you covered it with your hand. “My love, let’s not say something to ruin the moment.” Gale only nodded, falling on top of your chest, face snuggling in between your boobs; he could die happy. 

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Day 2: Tengen and Rengoku

Day 2: Threesome

Tengen licked his lips, staring intently at the young lady in the entertainment district's kiosk before him. By his side was his most trusted friend, Rengoku, who seemed to be intently staring at the same woman, the way her hips moved as she walked, her shyness evident as the lady of the house seemed to fix up her hair. Almost scolding her as if she wasn't presentable enough as a lady. Uzui thought the hag couldn't be more wrong, “Are you positive your wives won’t mind that we are here?” The man asked, adjusting his leg slowly, one of his permanent injuries from the battle of Akaza. In his own opinion, he was much better off than Tengen; his friend had lost one of his eyes. But both men were forced into an early retirement from the Demon Slayers due to their injuries. Tengen only laughed, turning to face the man, 

“I already told them I’m scoping out another wife, either for me or you." He winked, causing Kyojuro to laugh from his chest, "The main thing they’re not happy about is me returning to this district.” Tengen snorted, hair falling prettily in front of his face, and Rengoku looked at him with a smile, 

“If it’s alright with them, then it’s alright with me! So long as everyone is treated with proper respect!” He shouted, pounding a fist to the palm of his hand before reaching forward to tuck a strand of hair behind Tengen’s ear like a good friend would. Tengen snorted, wrapping an arm around his companion, 

“If you were a girl. You’d be my fourth wife without a doubt.” Rengokou beamed with pride, 

“I’d be honored! And accept without hesitation!”

“Flashy!” 

“Excuse me, the lady of the house said you requested me,” Your soft voice spoke, causing them both to turn to look at you. You were even prettier up close than you were from afar, hair elegantly styled, red and gold kimono covering you just as elegantly, makeup placed flawlessly on your cheeks and eyes, “I’m at your service.”

Tengen hummed, better with words than Kyojuro, “Please sit and enjoy a cup of sake with us for now. We paid for the night, relax.” Rengoku shot Tengen a questioning look, knowing they’d spent a lot of money on you. They'd free you from this wretched district if all went well tonight. You looked slightly surprised at the offer and moved to sit down, “Pretty thing, not there in between us.” Rengoku saw your cheeks burn as you sat beside the two men; Tengen leaned back with a grin, bringing sake to his lips, “What’s your name?” 

You told them your first name, fluttering your pretty eyelashes at the both of them. “I’m Rengoku Kyojuro; if we are going by first names, feel free to call me Kyojuro!” He chipped, grinning fondly at the woman, “This is Uzui.” The silver-haired man winked, “We’re here to make love to you!”

“H-huh?” You sputtered, and Tengen spat out his drink, choking on it, “I-I mean…” You smile shyly, “That’s quite the demand.” 

“Kyo-” Tengen hissed, pressing his fingers to his nose, “Do you even know subtly? So unflashy?”

“No!” He hummed proudly, “The best way to communicate your point is directly and honestly! This also gives our little spark room to decline if she needed to.” Tengen couldn’t deny that point; they weren’t monsters. After all, you’d always have a choice. “Will you spend the night with us?” 

You eyed the two men before you; they were former demon slayers. Even in casual clothes, word spread about the silver-haired man who solely saved this district from two demons and the man with hair of fire who saved all the innocents on the Mugen Train. Honestly, you couldn’t say no to them, not that you wanted to; these men were probably the two most attractive men you’ve ever encountered. “Yes,” you nodded, “it would be my pleasure.” 

“Not your pleasure, little one,” Tengen hummed, kissing your hand softly, “It’s truly our pleasure to be accepted by a beauty such as you.” He delighted in how your face turned a beautiful color as you were flustered. “Come, let's go somewhere a little more private,” He purred, helping you to your feet before turning to his friend and helping him stumble. 

“Ah, my apologies.” Rengoku smiled nervously, “My legs aren’t what they used to be, I'm afraid. But I assure you my performance regarding intimacy is not hindered.” 

“Kyojuro.” Uzui groaned, “She did not need to know that. I’m sure she wasn’t questioning your sexual prowess.” Both men stopped as you giggled, opening the door to the private room, the kimono falling off your shoulders seductively. Exposing your shoulder blades and the swell of your breasts, Tengen shut up almost immediately, eyes training down your body. 

“Beautiful!” Kyojuro praised, hobbling into the room, hands finding your waist, and you helped to balance him as he stumbled into you. “You’re beautiful!” His eyes burned like fire; staring into your own, he captured your lips in a quick kiss, and your cheeks flushed. 

“I’m sure you could find prettier girls here, but thank you-” You squeaked, feeling the other man’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind. His hair tickled your cheeks as his chin rested on your head, 

“Is that self-depreciation I hear?” Uzui mused from behind you, his hands slowly moving up to slide up to cup your breasts tenderly, “because you’re the only one here who caught our eye.” His large hands palmed your breasts, massaging them and causing you to lean against his body. “This is perfect, you are perfect, right Kyo?” 

“Absolutely!” Kyojiro hummed as Tengen slid your kimono down, exposing yourself to the men before you. The room's cold air made your nipples perk up as Kyojiro buried his face between them; his warm lips against your skin made you shiver. “I never wanna leave,” He purred, squishing his head between your chest and pressing kitten kisses to the sensitive area, causing you to mewl. 

“Look at you. Enjoying yourself?” Tengen snickered as you looked up at him through wet lashes, 

“Y-yes-” You breathed, stretching your neck up, “kiss me?” 

“You don’t need to ask twice.” Uzui leaned down to capture your lips with his own, and his lips were skilled as his tongue slipped inside your mouth. You groaned against him as your tongues battled for dominance; yours was easily overpowered. Your fingers tangled themselves in Rengoku’s hair, and the embodiment of sunshine purred, biting the skin on your breasts. You moaned hotly as he trailed marks across your chest, allowing your kimono to open fully as he continued his way downward toward your core. You pulled away from Tengen’s lips to choke out a moan, feeling Rengoku’s tongue prod at your entrance. He hissed a little, trying to settle on his bad knee, and Tengen clicked his tongue, “Don’t hurt yourself.” 

“I’m not; this is worth it.” Kyo grinned and attacked your center like a man starved; you tossed your head back and moaned with delight. Uzui had to catch you as your legs melted against Rengoku’s mouth and tongue. 

“He has no self-preservation truly,” Tengen mused, watching you squeeze your legs around his comrade's head, which only egged him further, his fingers coming up to massage your clit. “You’re just that intoxicating, lovely,” His mouth latched itself onto your neck, nipping and kissing at the sensitive spots there, which only fueled your moans louder. Kyojiro pulled away, lips glistening with your arousal, 

“Umai!” You giggle, hands gently threading through his flame-colored hair, “Uzui!’ He shouted, “She’s close may I make her cum on my tongue?” 

“Don’t ask me; ask the lady you’re eating out.” Kyo looked at you with the most enormous puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen, 

“Yes. Please let me cum, Kyo.” Kyojiro grinned before looking at Tengen, who rolled his eyes. He knew what that look meant. You won’t be able to continue after Rengoku had his way with you, but it was fine you were coming back with them after all; you can cum on his cock another time. With a nod from Uzui, he dove back in between your legs; you moaned hotly as you felt his fingers begin to pump in and out of your pussy working in tandem with his tongue. You felt warm pressure as you yelped a little, standing up straighter, riding Kyojiro’s mouth. His fingers started heating up inside you, and your legs trembled in ecstasy. 

“That’s what he does,” Tenegn purred, “use his breathing technique to last a while, heating his fingers for maximum pleasure.” Uzui continued to play with your breasts, pinching your nipples between his fingers and enjoying the loud sounds you made against his shoulder. “You feel it, don’t you? His tongue works wonders inside your throbbing pussy, the heat as you clench on Kyo’s face.” You could only nod as Rengoku’s fingers found the spongy spot inside you and began to pound into it repeatedly with his fingers. Wet sounds of pleasure filled the room as you shuddered, coming around the man’s face with a cry, suffocating the man between your thighs. This time when Rengoku pulled away, he looked horny and dizzy, with a red face, 

“Holy. Shit.” a shit-eating grin spread across his lips, “You almost killed me between your thighs. What a way that would’ve been, aye Uzui?”

“Lucky bastard.” Tengen scoffed as you lay limp against his muscular body, shuddering in the aftershocks of your orgasm. “Let’s rest now, little one; we can continue in the morning.”

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Day One: Mammon

Day 1: Breeding Kink

The Avatar of Greed was your first demon, just as you were his first human. Much to his other brother's frustration, he was your first pact and the first of his brothers you fell in love with. So he also considered himself your partner, which, in his mind, meant he had certain privileges involving you; mainly, Mammon felt he had a right to all your ‘firsts.’ Have them he did, first kiss, first oral experience, and of course, the first man inside you. Whenever his brothers argue with him, he never ceases to bring up that fact, even if it causes you to hit him on the back of the head. And Mammon was proud of that fact; it was his way to be greedy with you, to indulge in his sin without stowing you away in his dragon hoard. That was why when he found out you and Diavlao had been discussing the first human-demon hybrid in being born Devildom to improve human/devil relations, he almost lost his shit. 

“With the Demon Lord?” Mammon whined out, “How did this even come up!”

“He brought it up, Mammon, not me!” You argued, crossing your arms over your chest, huffing, “What did you even think I said to him? We just started dating!” 

“nuh-uh. This is not happening, treasure.”

“I know you did not just nuh-uh me.” You shot your partner a look, and he puffed out his cheeks. 

“Diavalo hasn’t even told Devildom you guys are official yet!” Mammon argued, sitting next to you on his pool table, plopping his head in your lap like a sad puppy. “And you wanna have a baby with him? HIM?”

“Mammon-”

“Like, what does he have that I don’t? I’m your first, ya’ know. I mean-”

“Mammon.” You carded your fingers through his white hair, and he ceased all talking to look into your eyes. “I’m not having a baby with Dia,” His eyes lit up like shiny gold coins, “I told him no. Especially because we just made ourselves official. If we said yes, we would’ve skipped like a thousand steps in a new relationship, plus-”

“And cause he’s totally lame, right, and not hot at all. Okay, maybe a little hot his tits are like so much bigger than yours.” Mammon rambled, reaching up and squeezing your breast for emphasis, and you shot him a dirty look. He smirked, “Honk,” he squeezed it teasingly, and you sighed at his antics. 

“No idiot. I told him no because I want to have a baby with you first.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Mammon jolted up, hand still on your boob, “You wanna have a baby with me.” You swore if he had a tail, it’d be wagging, “and not the Demon Lord? All mine?”

“You’re making it weird, Mammon…” you couldn’t hide the smile from spreading across your lips, “but yeah, I promised you, didn’t I? That you’d be the first to everything. What do you say,” mused watching as horns fizzled onto his forehead “Want to be the first to make me a mommy?”

“Fuck yeah, treasure.” Mammon flipped you over so your back was pressed against the cool pool table. His wings spread behind him as he pinned you against the table; you hummed pleasantly, laying your hands against his chest, nails tapping on the buttons. 

“Off puppy.” 

“Yes, ma’am!” Mammon barked, unbuttoning his top and tossing it aside, flexing his muscles, keeping an eye out for your reactions. It seemed optimistic as you eyed him hungrily, tongue sticking out of your bottom lip, “You too, treasure. Wanna see my pact mark.” He purred, leaning down to nip tenderly at your ear. He felt your chest move with a soft giggle, 

“Don’t you want to rip it off me?” You teased, and Mammon’s wings fluttered a few beats, tearing your top down the middle and letting your breasts bounce in your bra. It was a gorgeous black with gold accents on cups, just Mammon’s style. 

“God, look at you,” He practically pants, hand palming your breast through your bra, squeezing tenderly, “perfect for me. Perfect for my babies.” He licked his fangs as you shuddered under his touch, your legs squeezed around his toned waist. “Aw? Does that turn you on? Me talking about making you a mommy?” You flushed, looking away from him, and he tutted, pointing a painted nail under your chin, “Come on baby, tell me you want it.” 

“I want it.” You breathed, looking him dead in the eyes, “wanna be a mommy, have your babies.” And Mammon sucked in a breath through his fangs, 

“Fuck yeah, you do. That’s so hot.” Mammon grinned, pressing a kiss to the middle of your breasts right where your pact mark with him sat, and it caused you both to shudder. “Do my brothers know?” 

“No, only you. Don’t you think Levi would let me anywhere near you if I told him you’d be my first-” You groaned as Mammon’s hips ground against yours, clearly enjoying this secret between you, “Or even Asmo. Still, we would have the opposite problem, and he’d fight you for who could get me pregnant first.” You teased with a hitching breath, feeling Mammon’s hand unclip your bra with ease, moving his mouth to take a nipple in your mouth. You moan, hands grabbing onto his horns, and he visibly shuddered under your hands, groaning around your bud. 

“Just imagining these puppies even bigger, as they fill with milk, is making me so fucking hard.” Mammon grinned, sucking marks onto the swell of your breaths, causing you to moan sweetly and squirm. 

“Stop teasing me.” You argue, tugging on his horns and pulling him away from your breasts; he tossed his head back with a deep groan, arms and body visibility quivering.

“Stop the pulling,” He growled voice low and gravely, 

“Why? You gonna cum?” You purred, rolling your hips against his prevalent hard-on, causing him to moan again. 

“Stop being a brat,” He hissed, but you both knew he didn’t have the same bite that Lucifer or Satan did when commanding you. So you just smirked, sliding your hand down Mammon’s low-rise jeans and cupping his heaviness gently. “S-Shit treasure come o-n-” A simple touch, and you have the Avatar of Greed in the palm of your hand, literally. You could practically see the tongue lolling out the side of his mouth as you worked him out of his jeans, “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.” He panted, kicking his pants to the side while sliding yours down and ripping your new panties to shreds. 

“Mammon! Those were new!” 

“You look better this way anyway.” Mammon mused, flicking your clit expertly with his fingers, causing you to twitch and suck in a breath through your teeth. “Shit baby, you’re so wet for me; you really wanna have my baby huh?” He slid his long fingers into you, and you moaned, your back arching off the table hotly. 

“Yes. Yes. Yes Mammon. Please fill me up; I want to feel you stretching me to my limit.” 

“Fuck yeah. Fuck baby,” He panted, sliding down his underwear messily, his cock springing free. You always loved his cock, it wasn’t overly large, but fuck was it thick and filled you up just perfectly.  “Lemme put it inside,”

“Do it.” You demanded, skipping the usual foreplay between the two of you; the atmosphere was too hot and heavy to skip to the main event. “Make me scream.” Mammon didn’t need any more encouragement as he slammed his entire length into you and screamed you did as nails dug into Mammon’s broad shoulders. His eyes were flared in greedy hunger, taking in the sigh of you taking his cock so well, relishing how your walls fluttered around him. 

“So tight, we’ll fix that right up,” Mammon groaned, consumed by lust. “Gonna pump you so full you’ll be dripping with me for days, and if none of my seed takes this time,” he slowly pumped his hips in and out of your body as the sound of skin on skin slapping filled the room. “We’ll fuck as many times a day it takes till you’re swollen with my litter,” He purred. Sticking his tongue out and licking a hot stripe up your neck, the room filled with your sounds of pleasure. “I know how much of a slut you are; how many of my babies do you want in you? Cause now that we’re getting started, I ain’t stopping.” He teased, hearing your whines pick up as you moved your hips in rhythm with his own. He could see the outline of his cock as it bulged inside you; he pressed down on his cock inside you, causing you both to moan loudly. “My little golden whore,” Mammon mused, kissing your lips and swallowing your moans with his mouth and tongue. Mammon felt the way your breathing began to hitch, “You close?” He watched you nod rapidly drool pooling out of your mouth, “Damn, I fucked you stupid, huh?” He snickered, and you moaned louder as he began to piston out of you at a much more aggressive rate. You could feel the tip of his cock brush against your cervix, begging for entrance into your fertile womb.

“MAMMON!” 

“That’s it. Say my name as you cum,” He hissed, watching your pact light up in a golden yellow. Your walls clenched around him like a vice grip, legs locking him in place as you tossed your head back in gorgeous ecstasy. Seeing the sight alone had Mammon howling and biting into your neck as he spilled inside you, pump after pump of his seed filling your womb full as you babbled nonsense against his chest as he purred. “Good girl did so well for me,” He whispered, peppering kisses over your forehead. “You’re gonna make such a good Mommy.”

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Kinktober 2023

I know I have a lot of catching up to do! But be patient with me even if stuff extends beyond October LMAO ;-; anyway, enjoy what I have out for now.

Just for good measure 18+ interactions please and thank you.

Day 1- breeding (Mammon)

Day 2- threesome (Tengen and Rengoku)

Day 3- aphrodisiacs (Gale)

Day 4- semi-public (Denji)

Day 5- mask kink (Eyeless Jack)

Day 6- streamer/obsessed (Shigaraki)

Day 7- detective/criminal (MoonKnight)

Day 8- oral (Neuvilette)

Day 9- closet sex (Tobias Rogers)

Day 10- somnophilia (Halsin)

Day 11- teacher/student (Zhongli)

Day 12- cult leader/worshiper au (Loki)

Day 13- Cockwarming (Scaramouche)

Day 14- mutual mast. (Leviathan) 

Day 15- a/b/o (Geto)

Day 16- hate sex (Mortal!sukuna)

Day 17- size kink (Toji)

Day 18- begging (Searan/Ray)

Day 19- phone sex (Denji)

Day 20- thigh riding (Gojo)

Day 21- bondage (Hoodie)

Day 22- marking kink (Belphagor)

Day 23- vampire au (Akaza)

Day 24- marking (Diavalo)

Day 25- dom reader (Masky)

Day 26- priest/demon au (Asmodeous)

Day 27- dacryphilia (Douma)

Day 28- ghost au (Aki)

Day 29- corruption kink (Astarion)

Day 30- fire play (Dabi)

Day 31- orgy (Kaveh, Alhaitham, Cyno, Tighnari)

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[lonely-lost-soul]

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Dawn over the Horizon

(Diluc x Bartender Reader) MINOR DNI

Angel’s Share was a beautiful bar owned by one of the fiercest men in Mondstadt, Diluc Ragnvindr. However, many of the inhabitants of Mondstadt dubbed the true owner of the bar (y/n), completely denying that Diluc owned the bar. Not because you were a frequent patron or a drunkard but because you were one of the oldest bartenders and just so happened to be Mondstadt’s biggest fan. Since Diluc had decided to take some time away from the city to go on a needed quest with Aether, he had placed you in charge of taking care of his creation. You grinned fondly at Venti, a bard and a regular at the bar, who was currently face down on the counter.

“Please, just one more round! It’ll be on me!” 

“One, we both know you can’t afford it, and two, I shouldn’t have let you have one drink, let alone three, considering what your tab looks like,” You scolded, ruffling his hair as he whined softly, looking up at you with his sweet baby blues, you remained unphased. “I’ll get you a blanket and water and set you at one of the tables,” You said softly, reaching under the bar to grab the blanket you made specifically for the bard. “Before Diluc kills me,” your voice entered a soft, teasing tone as you led Venti to one of the chairs in the back and wrapped him with a teal and white knitted blanket. He whined about not needing to be babied before promptly falling asleep, holding a half-empty bottle of dandelion wine like a teddy bear. You let him rest as you locked the door and began to officially clean up for the night, stacking the chairs not occupied by a slumbering bard and mopping up the floor. All tasks you hated doing, but they were all necessary to ensure the cleanliness standard Diluc held. You jumped, hearing the bell chime, your grip tightening on your mop. You could’ve sworn you locked the door. The dagger you carry around for protection was left uselessly under the bar, “We’re closed-”

“It’s still messy in here. I hope you haven’t done the closing duties yet, Spitfire.” 

“Diluc,” You breathed a sigh of relief, turning to your “boss” with a small smile, “Welcome back home.” When you greeted him, he scanned the bar for typical patrons before his walls broke. You watched the tension drain from his shoulders; his steely eyes melted into the simmering warmth he reserved for you. Diluc crossed the bar floor in only a few broad steps and wrapped you in his arms. You laughed against his chest as he rested his chin on top of your head. He mumbled something into the crown of your head, and you moved to look up at him, “What was that?”

“I’ve missed you.” Your heart melted at the genuine love in his tone, 

“I’ve missed you too, Firebrand.” His large hands rested gently on your hips as he moved his forehead to your shoulder. Being a pyro vision holder, he always ran on the warmer side, while his brother ran colder. You always joked that he was your heater, especially on the colder days in Mondstadt; the constant breeze always made it feel colder than it was. His knuckles moved to graze at your side, sliding slowly under your dress shirt, causing you to hum and lean into him. “Hm…’luc… I’m still at work, you know.” 

“We’re closed. The boss won’t mind.” His voice was teasing as he nipped softly at the flesh on your neck. 

“Oh? Do you know him? I’ve never met the man himself.” You felt him chuckle, his chest vibrating against your back. 

“Believe it or not, I’m the owner, and I think it’s okay for you to slack off.” 

“You? No way you seem too old to run a bar.” 

He barked a sound that was a mix between a huff and a scoff, “Old? Watch your tongue, Spitfire.”

“Yeah, old,” you prodded, “taking advantage of your bartender who’s meek and helpless and wasn’t blessed with a big scary pyro vision.”

“Meek and helpless, my ass. You keep a dagger under the bar, and I’ve personally seen you kick people stronger than me out of the bar.” 

“You spying on me, Mr. Ragnvindr?” You gasped in mock surprise and could practically feel him rolling his eyes at the comment. “How scandalous of you,” You let out a squeak, feeling his teeth bite at your neck, 

“Stop being a brat.” He commanded his tone stern and commanding; the authority in his voice warmed you from the inside out, “I haven’t been gone for that long. Did you forget your place in such a short time?” His other hand came to cup your jaw, his fingers drumming against your cheek tauntingly, challenging you to say something he disapproved and you loved how it made you squirm with need. “I wanted to be sweet to you, pamper you since I’ve been gone. But your sharp tongue makes me want to rethink that plan,” You felt the hand on your hip travel higher until your shirt rested just above your breasts. “Oh, that’s new,” He traces his gloved fingers over the red lace of your bra, causing you to shiver as his palm ghosted over your nipples. Your breathing hitched as your eyes fluttered back in your skill, and Diluc hummed pleasantly against your neck, “I like it. Did you have them made just for me?”

“Yes.” You whimpered, feeling his hand dip below the cups and roll your pert nipple between his fingers, causing you to whine out his name, “Only for you.” 

“That’s my good girl,” his lips kissed your neck too tenderly as your legs rubbed together with need. You felt his hand on your breast grow warm, causing you to moan as he sucked marks into the skin on your neck. You let out a small yelp as his other hand skillfully unbuttoned your pants and slipped beneath your matching underwear. “That’s my girl. Make some noise for me,” his pointer finger found your clit with the precision of a man who knew your body like he knew how to wield his claymore. You sucked in a breath through your teeth as his finger skillfully teased the spot, causing you to slump against his chest,

“Diluc!” you whined, “Don’t tease me, put them inside. Wanna be full,” You looked up at him through your lashes, cheeks flushed, looking destroyed by his simple touches. He hummed, his tongue sliding up your neck to nip at your ear,

“Not yet. You haven’t earned it. You’re going to need to beg.”

“That’s not fair!” 

“Is that backtalk I hear?” He pinched your bud between his two fingers, causing tears to well up in your eyes. You whimpered, needily shaking your head, causing your hair to bounce, and you heard him snicker in your ear. “Good girl. Get up on the bartop bitch,” he commanded, unbuttoning his shirt as you scrambled up on the counter, skillfully removing your top and sliding your pants down to your ankles. Diluc hummed, taking your chin between his fingers now that you were at eye level with him; he noted how blown out your pupils were and how you were practically buzzing with need and restless energy. “Look at you, practically drooling for me,” he purred, rubbing his thumb against the bottom of your lip; your eyes flickered down to see just how hard he was, just how pent up he was from your reactions. 

Pride swelled up in you as you took his thumb in your mouth, rolling it between your tongue, and his entire body shivered at the sensation. 

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard I'm gonna splinter the bartop-” Both of you heard glass shattering, and your blood froze in your veins. Both of your eyes darted to the sound, Dilucs’ claymore materializing in his hand, ready to defend your honor. 

“Don’t stop now; it was just getting good.” Venti slurred, still very drunk, if the wine bottle shattered at his feet was any indication. “Nice tits (y/n),” He winked, and your face turned red. Diluc snarled at the man throwing his coat over your body, 

“Venti. Out. Now.” 

“Can’t I join in the fun?” 

“OUT!"

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Hello! Few questions: Are you still taking kofi commissions and if so would you be willing to do ones for the Creepypasta fandom or just the ones you have listed? Thanks I’m advance! :)

Hello! I still am doing kofi commissions! I also do write for the creepypasta fandom! (I don’t know a lot of the newer pastas but I know most classics!) you can always ask more questions if you need to :)

[lonely-lost-soul]

I'm Your Man

(Childe x reader)

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Your skin bristled as you looked over at a grinning Childe, his eyes shrank much like a cat's as he eyed you from across the Liyue Harbor. You had just stepped off the boat with your captain and your boyfriend had immediately zeroed in on you like a dog smelling a juicy piece of meat. “Ah fuck…” 

“What?” Beidou asked turning in the direction you were looking, her face scrunched up before glancing down at you. Even with your less-than-savory reaction, she could see the flush on your cheeks from seeing him. “Ah seems like lover boy is waiting on you, you don’t want to keep him waiting.” 

“It’s not that…” You murmur watching Childe’s grin widen and clear his throat, “Whenever I come home he always does something embarrassing to greet me.” He looked around and saw people beginning to stare and gather at the docks, “Last time I got back he somehow managed to snag a bunch of desert foxes from Sumeru to greet me.” 

“That sounds…nice.” She seemed to struggle to find an exact answer for that form of greeting, 

“They were feral. I had to call both Tinarghi and Kaveh. One to make sure I didn’t get rabies and the other to take the foxes home, I was so pissed.” You snorted shifting on your feet, “I didn’t talk to Childe for a month no matter how many letters he sent me, or how many times he showed up at my house.” 

“He’s gathering a band.” 

“I’m gonna kill him.” 

Your jaw dropped as he somehow managed to gather up a spotlight and began to sing, you wanted to die. “If you want a lover,” he sang grinning like the idiot he is, 

“Childe I swear to god-” 

“No, no let him continue I wanna see where this goes.” 

“I’d do anything you ask me to, and if you want another kind of love. I’ll wear a mask for you.” He winked very dramatically holding out his hand, you vehemently shook your head, 

“Don’t you dare?” 

“If you want a partner, take my hand.” He urged snickering, “or if you want to strike me down in anger.” He swooned at the thought of leaning against your body, “Here I stand I’m your man.” 

“You’re a child is what you are,” You flushed shoving him off your body, watching as the citizens of Liyue began to gather at the scene. You turn to try to get Beidou to save you but your captain had already disappeared probably to watch from somewhere private and laugh at your misery. You wanted to die seeing that somehow Childe managed to get Zhongli wrapped up in his plot as he was the one controlling the spotlight. 

“If you want a boxer,” 

“You can barely hold your own in a fight against Aether-” 

“I will step into the ring for you.” He cooed wrapping you in his arms, and spinning you around you buried your face in his chest. You heard him rumble out a laugh as he continued to serenade you, “And if you want a doctor I’ll examine every inch of you.” He whispered in your ear grabbing a handful of your ass and you choked out a surprised sound. 

“Pervert! We’re in public-” You stopped because the look in his eyes said he was about to say something even raunchier, 

“If you want a driver, climb inside, or if you want to take me for a ride you know you can, ‘cause I’m your man.” He practically shouted, knocking your hips together with a teasing wink. You heard the citizens grumble in displeasure dispersing back to do their daily business, your entire face was as red as a berry. He pulled away from you holding you at arms length a hand pressed dramatically to his chest, “Ah the moons’ too bright, the chains too tight, the beast won’t go to sleep. I’ve been running through these promises to you that I made and could not keep.” He said the last part in a hushed whisper, your fights with him running through both your heads at those words. You both were busy, with you often being at sea or in Inazuma and him being a harbinger, the idea of which you still struggled to grapple with. You felt him twirl you before pulling you close again, “Ah, but a man never got a woman back not by begging on his knees.” He tossed you aside before dropping to the ground in a dramatic flare that he was always known for, 

“Get off the ground-” 

“I’d crawl to you, baby and I’d fall at your feet,” He began to do just that crawling to you slowly, on all fours like an animal. His pupils were blown wide with what you assumed to be lust and admiration, “I’d howl at your beauty like a dog in heat.” Childe was at your leg now, his own straddling your boot. You locked eyes with him and he was love drunk the change had you reeling and growing hot he looked so heady and desperate for you. “And I’d claw at your heart, and I’d tear at your sheet, I’d say please…” He practically whimpered out the please and if that didn’t send a shot of heat straight to your core, “Cause I’m your man.” His hands were now gripping the bottom of your shirt pulling tightly panting like a dog. “And if you’ve got to sleep, a moment on the road I will steer for you. If you want to work the streets alone I’ll disappear for you.” He gasped as he felt your hands thread through his hair, “And if you want a father to your child.” Childe hissed through his teeth as you pulled his hair taunt, fire burning in your eyes, “Or only want to walk with me a while across the sand, well I’m your man.” Childe was panting at this point and the spotlight on you disappeared and you could only assume Zhongli had enough of Childe’s antics. 

“You’re acting like a desperate whore.” You sneered as moonlight fluttered over the both of you, and Childe let out a heated whine tilting his head into your hand as you stroked his hair. “Do you have more to your song you dirty perverted dog?” 

“Ah-” He whimpered while nodding as you dragged him behind one of the small boat houses at the harbor. He crawled almost the entire way there tripping over himself to follow you, “t-the moons too bright, the c-chains too tight-” Childe groaned as you pulled his face closer to your inner thigh, “the beast won’t go to sleep.” He nipped at the bare skin of your thigh and you tsk’ed your tongue, 

“Naughty baby.” 

“I’ve been running through these promises to y-you that I made and could not keep. AH-” Childe’s body twitched feeling your hand on the pulse point on his neck, “b-but a man never got a woman back not by begging on his knees. I’d crawl to you, baby and I’d fall at your feet. I’d howl at your beauty like a dog in heat.” He began to hump your leg now that you successfully pulled both of you behind one of the buildings. “I’d claw at your heart and tear at your sheets, I’d say please, ‘cause I’m your man.” Childe’s eyes were blown so wide as you looked down at him, you could barely see the ice blue that normally took over his irises. “P-please-” He whined it was long and drawn out he was long past singing at this point, 

“Please what Ajax?” 

“Kiss me.” 

You leaned down taking his flushed cheeks in your hands, his hips bucked against your legs at the slightest contact, “And do you think you deserve a kiss? After embarrassing me in front of my boss?” 

If someone were to see his face it would look like he went through all the five stages of grief all at one time. He grasped onto your shirt sitting up on his knees, “Please I’ll do anything d-don’t punish me.”

“Anything huh?” 

“Yes. yes! Just please give me one kiss.” 

“Fine I’ll give you one kiss, but I get to take control for the next few days. You get me what I want when I want it and do everything I ask without question are we clear?” 

“Y-Yes!” 

“Yes, what?” 

“Mistress.” 

“Good boy.” His whimpers and whines were swallowed by your lips, he always told you that you tasted like the sweetest poison. One that wraps around his taste bubs and slowly seeps into your brain until you can’t see straight. Your lips were addicting but dangerous, you tended to bite and take what you want and Tartagalia would do whatever you wanted in the promise he gets to have all of you.    

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[lonely-lost-soul]

To Worship a God

 (Zhongli x reader) 

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Devoted. 

That’s the word he would choose to describe you. 

Truly and utterly devoted to worshiping the Geo Archon, he hears your prayers at his statue every day. A constant soft voice lit up the neurons in his head every time it echoed in his head, but the prayers were unordinary. Always pray for others, whether it be strangers in the harbor or family close to you, but never pray for your wants and needs. Zhongli blinked softly as he watched you spread a golden blanket on the ground, and from your basket, you brought incense and beautiful Wild Glaze Lillies to rest beside his shrine. You let out a breath and pressed your hands into a fist and began to pray softly, he moved from his position and made the move to sit down beside you. He watches you startle the hair on the back of your neck bristling in surprise, it wasn’t shocking no one usually joined you in your morning prayers. 

“Do you mind if I join you?” He plastered a smile on his face, a gentle one, he paused as you seemed hesitant to accept his strange proposal. 

“Pardon my rudeness,” You spoke quietly. “But who are you?” 

Ah. You didn’t know him? Surely you must’ve seen him around the harbor, your unknowingness of his name and title only served to fuel his curiosity. 

"You must be the one to pardon me, I am Zhongli, a humble consultant and an Adeptus who serves the Geo Archon." he introduced himself, his voice carrying a soothing tone. "I couldn't help but notice your devout prayers, and I felt compelled to join you."

You nodded softly, “Please do it’s not every day an Adeptus wishes to join me in prayer.” You introduced yourself to him and he smiled tenderly. He gracefully lowered himself onto the ground, sitting next to you while still maintaining a respectful distance so as not to startle you. 

"I admire your devotion and the selflessness in your prayers," Zhongli continued, his gaze shifting to the offerings you had brought. "The Wild Glaze Lilies is an attractive choice. They symbolize purity and innocence, a fitting tribute to the Archon. They’re rumored to be his favorite for the strong fragrance they carry.” Talking about himself like this is something he’ll never quite get used to, but he couldn’t exactly come out and say he was the god you have been praying to your entire human life. 

"I would hope so. My research into our God is extensive, I just wish to please him.” 

“May I ask what prayers have brought you here today?” Zhongli inquired trying to cover up the way the statement made him fluster. 

“My neighbor is an older woman and is not faring well. Unfortunately, Baizhu is away on business and the herbs she needs are not in, I wish for Baizhu’s swift return so she may get better for her sons.”

Zhongli felt his heart ache uncomfortably at your words, the pleading in your voice was strong and he was sure it would be even stronger in your prayers. “Your heart is rather large caring for others as much as you do. Do you not feel it weigh on your heart and soul just a little?” 

He watched your eyebrows furrow in thought, your lip drew into your mouth as you tugged on it with your teeth. “No, no I don’t think it does. For I would be no better than hilichurls if I didn’t extend kindness around Liyue when I am able.” 

“You are nothing like them, my dear.” The age-old dragon spoke fondly staring at you with fond amber eyes, “You are marvelously devoted to the archon. It’s admirable.” He watched your face turn red much to his delight, 

“It’s hardly admirable. Not in comparison to what you do as one of the Adepti,” You responded hurriedly finally looking him directly in the eye with passion. “You’re the admirable one!” 

"Hardly in comparison to what you do for the people of Liyue, it seems. We may protect the city but you protect it’s people. Continue to pray for others, my dear, for your prayers hold great power. And if ever you find yourself in need, do not hesitate to reach out. You are not alone in your devotion."

“Thank you, Zhongli.” You hung your head and his direction, 

“Lift your head there is no need to thank me, Now let us pray.”

Since then every week Zhongli would join the young woman in worship, however time he noticed your prayers started to change. As he sat beside you he often caught your prayers becoming flustered, 

‘I want the man I like to like me back…’

Zhongli stilled freezing slightly, you…liked someone? A man? Is he at the harbor? He eyed your soft features, lips parted in soft prayer, dark lashes fluttering ever so slightly. You cracked an eye open to look at him, cheeks flushing red and he felt his own turn red in response. 

“Are you alright?” You asked softly, 

“I’m alright my dear. There is no need to worry,” He felt his lips move before his brain had time to catch up. “I was just enchanted by your beauty-” As soon as he said those words he felt his own cheeks turn bright red and he watched your pupils blow wide. 

“Thank you.” You said meekly, a shy smile on your lips before he watched you turn back to your prayer, 

‘He called me beautiful…if he likes me tomorrow when I come to pray show me a sign my god.’

Oh. 

Oh. 

She liked him. 

In the following days, Zhongli found himself contemplating his emotions, questioning the boundaries between god and mortal. He had lived for thousands of years, witnessing the rise and fall of civilizations, but he had never allowed himself to experience such complex emotions as love. As the next day rolled around, Zhongli awaited your presence at his statue. His heart raced with anticipation and hoped his sign would be enough for you. 

It had to be enough. 

As you approached, he couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. You caught each other's gaze, and he saw a glimmer of longing and inquisitiveness in your eyes. He could tell that you knew something was different today. The air was charged with unspoken words and unexplored possibilities of affection and tension.

“Good morning Zhongli,” you smiled fondly, in the way that made heat pool in his stomach. “You’re here before me today, and on a Tuesday as well, you’re usually busy.” He closed his eyes, focusing his divine power, and whispered a prayer of hope of his own to whoever was listening other than himself. He stepped out of the way and placed a hand on his chest and bowed toward you, when he moved you saw the most gorgeous dragon scale resting upon a bed of Lillies. It was one of his old ones when he used to take the form of a dragon more regularly, it was a gorgeous amber color that shined in the sunlight, with black stripes adorning it. 

It was very reminiscent of a Tigers Eye.

"I... I believe the gods have answered my prayer," you said, your voice barely above a whisper slowly picking up the scale and running your fingers over it. Zhongli repressed a shiver as you touched his scale so tenderly, "And I think they have granted me more than just a sign." You looked up at him with a knowing smile, Zhongli smiled back, a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes.

"Perhaps the gods have their own plans," he replied, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity. "And perhaps, just perhaps, those plans include us." He whispered leaning forward to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

As you both left the statue, hand in hand, a new chapter began in both of your lives. You kept his scale close to your chest at all times and everyone in Liyue knew of the Archon and his devoted worshipper. They found solace, love, and companionship in each other's arms, a testament to the unpredictable ways in which fate weaves its tapestry. 

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