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nubisaureus · 6 months

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office sex with Wriothesley

pairing: fem!reader x Wriothesley, undercover agent!reader x Wriothesley, sub!reader x Dom!Wriothesley

content(s): pet names (princess, innocent little thing), spanking, bondage, hint of breeding?, oral (male receiving), vaginal fingering, implied voyeurism, exhibitionism, marking, improper use of Cryo?, cockwarming, cuddling, oral fixation, D/s, praise, slight degradation

word count: 1.76k

NSFW, minors DO NOT interact

a/n listen I'm in my Wriothesley brainrot era so i just had to T^T been having the unholiest thoughts about this man (SIGH. HE GOT ME DOWN BAD.)Anyways, enjoy! <3 ps. not proofread otherwise assignments would kick my ass faster than yall be pulling for waifus and husbandos pps. yes the formatting is sloppy but bear with me I can't stick to one style to save my life I swear

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«Wriothesley…» you whine as the black haired man passionately ravishes your neck, a trail of sloppy kisses coating it with his saliva.

«Hm?» he acknowledges your call, his lips pressing ever so roughly on your sensitive neck, focusing on the crook.

«The office door is not locked.» you state, unable to tear your hands away from his hair, as if it were the only thing keeping you from losing your mind for the Lord of the Fortress you were supposed to be working for and have a mere professional relationship with.

«And..?» his head wanders around, his lips landing on your collarbone, sucking the skin on it, which would have undoubtedly left a hickey.

«And..someone could walk in on us.» you distance yourself a bit, taking him in. You need to kiss every scar on his goddamn body and face.

«Didn't think you'd mind that. Considering how you touch yourself in your cell whenever the guards are not around.» he wasn't wrong.

«How the fuck do you know that?»

«Such an innocent little thing. I know everything that happens in my domain.» he tears your shirt open, revealing the lack of a bra.

«You were eager to say the least, weren't you, [y/n]?» he gropes one breast, using his Cryo vision to slightly make your nipples cold, sending shivers down your spine.

«I- I wouldn't say that..» you feebly protest, as he grabs you from behind, making your bodies crash together.

You whine at the sudden sensory overload. Your skin was too sensitive after his little ice trick.

Your clothed crotches rub against each other, the friction intensifying your arousal.

«Feeling good?» he whispers in your ear, blowing a little bit of air in it.

«Yes daddy.» you mewl, as he roughly tears your shorts apart.

«Spread your legs wide, princess.» he orders, his voice raspy.

You can't help but comply, and soon enough your panties lie somewhere on the floor, just a useless trinket.

He traces your outer labia with one icy cold finger.

«So wet. And I haven't done anything yet.» he murmurs, while you can't help but try to get him closer to you.

You want his mouth on yours, so you grab him, his lips crashing onto yours as soon as he's close enough, making you moan on the spot.

With every expert movement of his tongue, every gentle tug at your hair, every cold breath on your lips, you got needier. Like an insatiable hunger was consuming you from your very core.

As he's bent on you, his tongue intertwining with yours, you hear metal clatter in the background.

And soon enough, the source of the sound becomes clear: his handcuffs.

The same handcuffs he'd always toy around with, resulting in prisoners being intimidated, while you both knew it was a game he enjoyed playing when he had to act like you two were just the Duke and an inmate like any other.

He snaps them open, making you sit up straight.

«Chest out, pretty girl. Put those arms behind you.» you do, and your breasts perk out at the motion, sending them jiggling in front of his hungry eyes.

You can sense the intensity in his stare: it feels like your body is about to catch on fire; he's staring at you like you're his prey, all his to enjoy.

«Such a good girl..» his words feel like electricity as he snaps the two metal rings onto your wrists, the sudden cold material making you flinch.

«Thanks daddy.» you give him the doe eyes, doing your best to display how submissive you feel, the growing bulge telling you you were doing a good job.

«You're so fucking gorgeous, princess.» he growls as he bends you over.

«That's it. Ass up for me. Spread those legs again.»

You can feel the cold air caressing your outer labia, yet can't determine where it comes rom: is it his breath? Is it him using his Cryo powers?

As three fingers enter you, your thoughts come to a halt: your entire mind gets flooded with pleasure, all the brain centers suddenly overstimulated simultaneously.

His free hand grabs your bound wrists, tugging at them so that you'd rise up a bit, making his fingers go deeper.

«That's it. Take them all. I know you want it.»

«N-ngh…» is the only sound you can mutter, as he uses his thumb to apply pressure on your clit, the pleasure so intense your vision starts blurring and little tears start rolling down your cheeks.

«F-fuck..!» you scream, but then bite your lip, the fear of being discovered subconsciously stopping you.

Smack.

A hard spank on your left butt cheek.

As his hand connects with your soft and warm flesh you squeal in surprise, drawing a hiss out of him.

«Wrio-» another spank.

«Try again, princess. I'm sure you'll find it in that pleasure intoxicated brain of yours, won't you?»

«Yes daddy.» your mouth moves before your brain, and you get rewarded with a kiss on the ass, exactly where his hand print is, you reckon.

«Don't you dare be quiet. I want to hear how much you desperately crave it, princess.» his voice is thick and raspy, lust corrupting his usual calm manner of speaking.

«B-but the door…!» you object, only to get spanked again.

«And what IF they hear you? Are you afraid they'll discover how much of a slut you are for me and my cock, hm?» he buries his fingers deeper in your pussy, leaving only his knuckles out.

«A-ah..!» you scream, arching your back higher.

In. Out. In. Out.

At one point you start bucking your hips to meet him, evidence being his groaning as your ass smacks his wrist, causing a slapping sound that echoes in the silence of his office, amplified by the hollow space beneath the floor.

«You're so tight..!» he groans, as he continues fingering you.

You moan his name over and over again, unable to resist his carefully calculated motions.

«I..I think I'm gonna cum..!» you scream yet again, as he inserts one last finger. Four long fingers stretching you out.

But, to your disappointment, it's over way too soon.

He retracts, leaving you hungry and empty, needing to be filled, a sense of emptiness overwhelming you.

«Daddy please…» you whine, as he lifts you up, making you sit with your legs spread out and your pussy facing him.

He shoves his fingers in your mouth, making you instinctively suck on them.

As you suck on his fingers drool starts escaping the corners of your mouth, dripping on your bare breasts.

Then suddenly you feel yourself drop on your knees, and uncontrollable urge to suck him off blossoming inside you.

«Oh? You're that eager, huh?» he comments, as he drags his fingers around, smearing your lips and cheeks with your own saliva. And then his cock is out in all its glory.

«I know, I know, princess. You want it so badly, don't you?» you nod eagerly, hands still tied behind your back.

You don't wait for his permission, you just take it in your mouth; his ungodly moans fill the room: there's just something so primal in hearing him moan your name with his voice, something that makes your arousal drip down your thighs.

He grabs your hair, moving your head up and down on his shaft, and you eagerly go along with it, feeling the taste of his pre-cum starting to spill.

«That's it, princess. Don't stop…!» he basically screams, as you feel his cock twitch in your mouth: finally, after what it seems like an eternity to him, he erupts in orgasm, spurting in your mouth.

You lick your lips clean as he helps you back to your feet, his eyes veiled with a post orgasmic bliss you know way too well.

«You've been so good, princess. You deserve a reward.» he cooes, kissing you. His hands are on your back, holding you gently as he deepens the kiss.

«Tell me. – his cold breath tickles your lips, making you shiver – You want my cock, don't you?»

You nod, staring at him in pure spellbound attraction. You can't tell what feeling rises in your heart, so you decide to ignore it for the time being.

Soon enough you can feel the delicious sensation of him stretching you out with his cock, filling you up to every last inch. You finally feel full again, the uncomfortable emptiness gone, filled by the only thing you had desired all day: HIM. You cry his name out, as he relentlessly pounds into you, your tits jiggling with every thrust of his big cock.

«You're even tighter now..!» he screams, as he continues pounding: his cock repeatedly hits your G-spot, making you see stars.

The pleasure is just too good, too overwhelming, your insides clenching around him, milking him dry.

«Daddy please I want to touch you..» you whine, as he relentlessly hammers himself into you.

«Please..» you beg again, extending your head to kiss his neck.

«You're so fucking cute, princess. Alright.» he finally gives in, freeing your wrists.

Your hands are instantly on his shirt: you tear it open, revealing his toned body marked with numerous scars.

You kiss one on his neck, licking his skin; little goosebumps surface, making you shiver.

Every thrust has your bodies crashing together, and you hold onto him for dear life, your nails probably leaving marks on his body, marking him like he marks you.

«I need you to cum with me, princess..!» he growls in your ear, as his mouth is now on your neck, biting hard, literally forgetting about the secrecy you were supposed to maintain.

His fingers travel down, and soon enough your clit is assaulted by his perfect ministrations, making you twitch and pant, your body leaning on him for support.

«Come on, princess. Give it to me. I need you to give me your all.» he cooes again, and soon enough you're cumming all over him, coating his shaft with your sweet arousal.

He follows right after, his cum filling you up to the brim, so much it starts leaking out, trickling down your spread thighs.

«That's a good girl.» he praises you, still inside you. He has no intention to break that sweet link between you two.

You end up cuddling with him on his lap while he's sitting on his office chair. He's covered you with his coat, making you rest his head on his warm chest, and you finally stop wondering if the entirety of the Fortress heard you or not.

#wriothesley #genshin wriothesley #the duke genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact wriothesley #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #smut #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin imagines #female reader #shameless smut #yall this man be living rent free in my head #more tags to be added

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DAY 15 — BONDAGE

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — kaeya, diluc

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, bondage, dom/sub dynamics, doggy style, oral (fem! receiving)

𖧡 — KAEYA

you can feel the increasing weight of kaeya's eyes as they linger over the gorgeous curves of your body and especially revel in the delicious way you had been restrained on the bed— with your face tightly squished against the pillows and your hands being tied behind your back, your ass perked up and prancing right before his glistening erection.

at the very least, you decide to slant your head to the left to catch a glimpse of him, noticing how he was slowly falling apart from the virtuous sight of you, due to the reason of never putting you in a position such as this one before.

you suppress a helpless whine when kaeya slopes his body over yours, his chest resting against your shivering back as he leans his head against your shoulder, "you alright, darling?" he swirls his tongue across the flesh, and he can practically sense how much you were anticipating this, probably as much as he was.

saliva masses on the tip of your tongue before you swallow it down abruptly to answer, "yes," you say, "just, please," and he hears it like a needy whimper when you attempt to squish your sticky pussy back against his erected groin, small but strong tingles of electric forces reaching all deep in your lower stomach and manifesting a knot inside your remotest area.

your legs extent the trembling feeling on top of them due to his cruel ministrations, because kaeya was cruel, in a way— always inching his cockhead inside your spongy pussy lips to smear his milky pre against the sensitive pearl, your arousal oozing and staining his shaft, slicking him up before he lastly slides himself in, holding your tied wrists with one hand as you gasp out, "kaeya!" heaving a bristling sob, your noises muffled due to the position you found yourself in.

"ah—, what was that?" he teases, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth before shallowly rutting into you, his heavy cock branding his size over your walls so you'd feel him even after he's pulled out of you. but now, kaeya continues to thrust into you in an unforgiving pace, holding your wrists together so tightly drawn that it was beginning to ache whilst his hips repeatedly slap against your ass, making it bounce back and forth in parallel with his hits, instantly taking all your attention from the dizzy burn in your arms.

kaeya groans out before biting down on his tongue— your salacious noises were just so astonishingly heavenly to his ears, and his chest constricts when he pants into your neck as if in heat, like he has grown to become utterly feral for this— grabbing a stronger hold of your wrists whilst his cock thuds and twitches inside of your warm pussy as he shallowly pumps his perfectly shaped length inside of you, until you're feeling full to the brim— unable to process anything else other than your hot, little pussy gushing and swallowing around him so desperate, so yearning.

your mouth widens with every new thrust forward and your eyes begin to water at the sheer impact of his strength, feeling how his large cock was hitting against all the right places, his shaft long since cream coated and soiling the silken linen underneath your tied up body.

𖧡 — DILUC

"m-more."

you whine at the feeling of diluc's tongue curling inside your creamy slit, and his feral groans and pants have you feverishly clamping around his pink tip as his head was comfortably slotted in between your thighs— your hands tied up on the head board and your legs roped at each side of the bed, the very reason for that being so you wouldn't be able to control a single thing of the situation.

diluc envelopes his mouth over your clit, pushing up the tip of his pink muscle against the pleasure spots on your wet core. a slender finger suddenly prods your soaked slit whilst his tongue rolls inside the fat of your folds, collecting your translucent arousal on his cheeks and chin, "it's not too much, right?" diluc mutters and continues to suckle on your pussy, swiftly adding one digit inside your gaping hole before feeding your little cunt one long, slender finger.

it feels like he set your body on fire with his pyro vision, and you sob, whine and cry out his name at the unfathomable precision of his tongue, noticing your heart thud rapidly in your ears as if being pulled underwater. you grab a hold of the rope around your wrists and dig your fingernails inside the fabric, breathing heavily through your nose— despite that, diluc was utterly careful with you, treating your body like an exorbitant gemstone from afar as he soothes your trembles with slow rounds over your puffy clit— in combination with his finger curling up inside your walls.

"r-right there, there, t-there!" the burns of his trace sprinkle into your frenzied moans as diluc cocks a curious brow at you, observing your facial expression through thick lashes, "there?" he pulls his finger back before driving it all the way inside, against that one spot that he believed was the cause of you clamping a little harder, better, around his thick digit.

lo and behold, who would've thought? but he was absolutely correct within his observations, growling into your pussy before the twine in your body snaps in two, brain frazzled as you coat him with your arousal and soil his lower face with your cum— reveling in your sweet shakes and twitches simultaneously to being roped against the bed, and the blissful trickle of an orgasm washes over your body with a bubbling pain burning through your wrists and ankles.

you continue to ride his face to somehow soothe the aftershocks taking your body hostage, your sticked-up pussy lips moving up and down against his warm tongue whilst your thighs desperately attempt to clamp around his head if not for the bothersome fact of two ropes making it impossible to move even the slightest inch.

yet, diluc grins in response, slurping up everything you so graciously gave him as he finishes it off with planting a subtle kiss on your clit before pulling himself from your quivering core— his flushed face prancing on top you, his puckered cheeks almost the same color as his scarlet hair as you spot a deep, dark splotch on his pants.

"did you enjoy it?" he asks in a monotone timbre, and you cannot believe this man and his inability to realize just how impossibly good he was at this.

you continue look at him in disbelief through enlarged, shimmering eyes, dark and dilated pupils decorating your drowsy countenance with the follow-up twitches on your frame still not recovering, "yeah, very much," you quietly retort back and giggle at him, your chest growing warm as you watch how diluc leans into your touch immediately afterwards.

#absolutely fantastic #foaming at the fucking mouth

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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this is so beautiful i wanna cry

okay im sorry but just imagine being kageyama tobio. your parents are always working late, your sister quit volleyball years ago and now she's off being an adult and having a career, none of your teammates get why you care so much and the only guy who did, because he cared the same amount in the same way, graduated 2 years ago and also hated your guts. your peers have given you a cruel nickname just so they can reinforce how little they like or understand you, you dont have any friends, you have nothing but volleyball actually, your grandfather is dead and you are clinging to the promise he made you when you were a little kid because if you dont you might just go insane. you are so, so incredibly lonely.

and then, THEN, this scrawny 5 foot nothing kid stares you down outside the gymnasium bathrooms and promises to beat you, and he totally sucks at volleyball. like, he. is. terrible. but he can run, and he has good reflexes, he jumps so high he looks like he's flying, and most importantly he runs headfirst into a wall and then says 'we haven't lost yet' like its the most obvious thing in the world when his teammates ask him why he bothered. and you realise this kid is just like you, the same kind of fucked in the head you are. and youre furious, what the hell has this guy been doing for the past 3 years? your grandfather promised you that someone even better would come and find you are here he is, but you beat his team in less than an hour and you're pretty sure you'll never see him again, despite him promising to take you down, because never once in your life has anyone who was supposed to stick around actually do that. you're angry because you didn't have to be so painfully lonely all these years, you could've had someone who kept up with you, but he just wasn't there, because he sucks and you don't but he doesn't have to and that makes it so much worse than you just being a freak who was completely one of a kind.

and then you go back to your team, back to your last middle school tournament, and you play more games. only this time youre pissed. you know that there's someone else like you now, someone who will. not. stop until the ball has hit the floor and you don't get why your teammates won't just be better, try harder, move faster. and then they abandon you too. you thought you were alone before, but now you have absolutely nothing, not even volleyball. and you didn't get into the school your grandfather went to, and the coach you picked your back-up school for is in the hospital, and your plan for the next 3 years is to essentially bide your time until you get scouted into the v-league because you literally do not have anything left and you are doing everything your 15 years old and incredibly depressed self can because you refuse to let go of volleyball, no matter how lonely it makes you, no matter how much it hurts to cling on.

and then, AND THEN. that same scrawny dumbass from that 2-0 match in middle school is there and he still sucks and he's still the same kind of fucked in the head that you are and you won't give him one of your 'royal sets', not after what happened last time, you can't stop being lonely but you can at least try to not get abandoned again. and he says 'forget all that, i'll be here no matter what', and he spikes the damn set. he shuts his freaking eyes and he trusts you and you have just had the rug pulled out from underneath your damn feet because you understand, maybe better than anyone else, being ready to do whatever it takes to win but who the hell just fully puts their faith in someone else like that and maybe, just maybe, this kid was serious when he swore he'd get better and take you down.

he's invincible as long as youre there and so are you as long as you have him. you ask him if he's prepared to go all the way to the world stage to take you on, because you've never set your sights anywhere else, and he tells you he'll match you every step of the way. he picks up your crown, puts it right back on your head and proves to you that he refuses to leave you just like everyone else did, even at your worst. you tossed and he spiked and he said 'i'm here' and he is.

he is, and he never stops being here for you, chasing after you, making you chase after him, even when he's on the other damn side of the planet. and then 6 whole years after you first met him, first played him, first thought that maybe your grandfather would keep his promise to you, you get to play him again and you realise that he is your someone even better, always has been. actually, they all are. and you're not that lonely tyrant you used to be anymore, youre not that sad, abandoned kid hiding behind anger and obsession, you're doing the thing you love surrounded by people who love it in the same fucked in the head way that he and you do, and the man you love is there across the net from you, playing against you, and he's also there on the court next to you, playing with you, and either way he is here.

you got really, really good at volleyball, and somebody even better came and found you.

he's here.

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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mom: fuck you my child is completely fine

ma'am your child listens to smut audios while studying and writes smut, both with a complete pokerface

#random post but i just had to get it out of my system #horny sunday?

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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Haven't drawn a vampire oikawa yet this month ,, had to fix that immediately

#im openly drooling #i just cant #oikawa has me on my knees #oh to be tobio

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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y'all im cooking some Wriothesey shit this man has got me on a chokehold i just canttttt

#coming soon #genshin wriothesley #wriothesley

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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sharing is caring

Been having KuroKen x reader brainrot lately so here ya go, some spicy headcanons for y'all!

character(s): Kuroo and Kenma (timeskip)

pairing(s): KuroKen x afab!reader

contents: polyship (Kuroo x Kenma x reader), domestic shenanigans, cuddles, finger fucking, drooling, neck kissing

a/n: YALL DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND THE BRAINROT THATS CONSUMING ME I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS SO BADLY AAAAAAH

not proofread!

Enjoy! <3

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they're both completely smitten with you

Kenma is very clingy; he loves playing games while you two are hugging: he rests his head on your shoulder, while you basically nap on him

you and Kuroo are the ones to remind Kenma to eat and sleep properly: he'd even forget to drink water without you

Kuroo loves to tease Kenma just to get on his nerves; and that is usually done by giving you attention: he gets jealous super easily

of course it's healthy jealousy: they love competing for your attention, and overwhelming you with theirs

Kenma is a very interesting switch; his sex drive isn't high, but when he's in either a dommy mood or subby mood you can rest assured that things are gonna get steamy

as for Kuroo, he loves going with the flow: he definitely isn't a sub, yet doesn't mind when Kenma takes the lead

Kenma loves making you both writhe for him: he'll usually make Kuroo watch as he makes you feel good, then have him be desperate for release

on the other side, when Kuroo takes the lead, he loves to tag team on you with Kenma: they'll overwhelm you so badly that you won't even know left from right

«Look, Kuroo. Look how good they're feeling because of me.» he shoves two fingers in your pussy, making you writhe and ache for him to move. His clothes feel electric on your naked skin: it's humiliating that they are both still in their clothes, in a way; yet it also feels arousing. Besides, they'd get naked soon enough. Kuroo looks at the whole scene, while kneeling in front of the bed: your pussy spread out in front of him, yet he's forbidden from touching you, not until Kenma's sadism issatisfied. His fingers move in and out, while Kuroo is basically drooling: when he's satisfied, he tentatively danglesthem in front of Kuroo, a smirk plastered where his usual poker face stands. «Want a taste, Kuroo?» he teases, and shoves his fingers in his mouth, while Kuroo sucks on them like he was a man dying from thirst who had been offered water on the brink of his death.

just thinking about what transpired that night makes you wet still to this day

you usually end up sandwiched between the two of them when you're watching something or just cuddling

as you're cuddling, Kuroo would usually be the one to support you both: you usually lay on him, your head resting on his chest while he uses one hand to stroke your hair and the other to stroke any part of Kenma's body he can reach from his position

Kenma usually lays on top of you, with his head on your tummy, as he uses your chest as a console stand for his Switch (a/n the console this time BAHAHAHA)

as he plays on top of you, you love running your hands in his hair: you usually undo his bun, untangling his hair, then run your fingers through it, admiring the little goosebumps that surface on his skin, along with the little shivers he desperately tries to hide

that's just one of your cuddling positions though: another one you particularly love is when you rest your head on Kenma's lap, while Kuroo lays on you

in those times, your hands are in his hair, messing his bed head even more, although he doesn't particularly mind: he's laying on you after all

meanwhile Kenma is obviously playing a game, but will choose a chill one, which gives him the time to stroke your hair and look at you both with an embarrassed face, while Kuroo will tease him about that (a/n i need Kenma blushing in my life so badly-)

you take care of them both, and they take care of you as well

«Kenma..stop sitting like you're a question mark, please» you grab him by the neck, much like a cat, and pull him backwards, as to make him sit up straight. «He'll never learn, love. He'll end up hunched up like a croissant.» you let out a giggle, while the blond shots Kuroo a deadly look. «What? It's the truth, Kenma.» he kisses you, shooting him a challenging look. «Oh come on Kuroo, he'll get even grumpier than usual.» you kiss the blond's frown, and his face relaxes immediately. «I'm not grumpy...» he protests, as Kuroo lowers himself to stare at him dead in the eyes. «Bullshit. But since you're cute, I guess I'll let it slide this one time.» and kisses him, making the frown come back as he focuses on his game again. «I need to finish this video and you both are distracting me. Don't you have anything better to do?» he huffs, his puffed cheeks making you and Kuroo erupt in a loud laugh. «Sure, we can do each other.» he retorts, his shit eating grin making you shake your head. You loved those two dorks to death.

it's safe to say his gameplay took less than usual that day

Your predicament is such: you pressed between the two of them, your head resting on Kenma's shoulder while he passionately kisses your neck. Kuroo looks at the two of you, taking in the sight of the people he loves most in the world. Your necks are his weakness: he can't hold on any longer. When his mouth clashes with your neck, you can't help but let out a loud moan, your hands instinctively reaching for his hair, using it as leverage to shove his face deeper on yourself. «Something wrong, babe? You seem worked up.» he teases, while Kenma continues incessantly, his arms reaching to hug you from behind, his hands wandering around. «Seriously, Kuroo?» your breath is ragged, so instead of coming out as an angry question, it comes out as more of a whine. «I'm as serious as it gets, babe. So?» he licks an undefined spot, making you squirm in the very small available space between their bodies. You try to catch your breath. «How could I be composed when I have my two boyfriends ravaging my neck?» you blurt out, as they both chuckle.

#evening bump #reblog #im actually still squirming at kuroken x reader i wanna write more of ittt

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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Why do you reblog your own fics so much?

Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.

Does this look right to you??

These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.

Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.

Anyway, I’m still going to reblog my shit...

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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this is so canon it actually hurts

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nubisaureus · 7 months

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preferred titles

daddy

Not that he wants to be a real dad or anything, but every time you're so obedient for him and reply with a submissive «Yes, daddy» it goes straight to his cock, intensifying the urge to make you bounce up and down on it, making you mewl for him like the needy mess you are. «That's it, pretty girl. Keep it up, I need to hear how much you're losing your mind for me.»

WRIOTHESLEY, Zhongli, Welt, Alhaitham, JING YUAN, Blade

master

He's used to being in a position of power over others, and it's no difference with you. Just be pretty for him, drool like a good pet and get on all fours, looking at him towering over you. He'll gently stroke your head, and if you're really good, you'll get to be used until you're oozing with his cum. «Aw, you're so adorable. Come over here. You've earned yourself a nice treat~»

AYATO, Baizhu, Albedo, Luocha, Dan Heng - Imbibitor Lunae, Kaeya

sir

One day you jokingly called him "Sir" and he discovered he likes it. It just makes him feel so powerful, to be able to make you feel so good, reducing you to a whimpering mess for his cock. So now whenever you want to trigger his dominant side, you know exactly what to say. «Feeling submissive, are we? Seems like you need to be put in your place.»

CHILDE, Gepard, Dan Heng, Cyno, Neuvillette

doesn't particularly care

He's not very fond of titles, he's okay with whatever you wanna call him: love, master, honey, whatever goes. All he cares about is making you feel good, wanted and most importantly LOVED. Most of the time you're also the one taking the lead, so he'll let you do whatever you want with him. «So good, love. Take your time, I want to feel you all over me, and I want to make you feel good.»

Kaveh, DILUC, Thoma, Tighnari, Xiao

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On a completely unrelated but also not so much note, I'm having a major Wriothesley brainrot/simp era, so expect something interesting very soon hehe

As always, a shorter post cause uni exists unfortunately

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