#for bluexiao

[bluexiao]

can i have hcs about genshin impact characters with a calm reader (reader barely shows emotions) If you didn't already.

Fluff, crack-ish, reverse comfort?

I’m making this calm/emotionless!reader with xiao & scaramouche bc i dont see a reason why not—

SCARAMOUCHE

He thrives that you’re not as loud and boisterous as the others—well, especially specific ginger, but with that aside, he gets sort of pissed whenever you’re too calm when certain and rare situations arise when he’s the one who’s pissed 

And even more so when you can ease him down just by you remaining calm 

The power that you have over him is infuriating,,, but it does help him a lot in his work—to have someone by his side who knows a thing or two about remaining composed. 

If you’re being too calm to the point you’re emotionless, it sometimes frustrates him that he cannot read you. 

“Scara… don’t you think that this should be solved peacefully?” 

“You know I’m not like that, Y/n.” 

“Very well, you’re right.” 

He turns to face you to see your reaction, raising a brow, “Are you sure? I really am going to punish them… just for a simple thing.” 

“I tried stopping you, but you rejected me, so why should I question you any further?” 

“I… you shouldn’t be this calm…” 

“I shouldn’t?”

“I… nevermind. Take these freaks away, I’ll punish them next time.” 

He does test you a couple of times, just to somehow measure your patience, or really just waiting to tick you off. It’s both frustrating and amusing for him, but mostly because he doesn’t tolerate the fact that you can one-up him in anything. 

But nonetheless… he does feel proud most of the time. 

Because only he can rattle and make you stagger whenever he tries to tease you. That’s why it’s rather fulfilling whenever he gets to successfully tease you. 

XIAO

He’s actually intrigued, and honestly, he likes you this way. 

May it be how you’re quiet at times or with the calm way you’re speaking to him, but nonetheless, he does not… mind… your company. Not that he’d ever admit that upfront.  

It’s difficult to read your mind, but most of the time it just leaves him intrigued how calm and sometimes unexpected you are. He had never seen any other human like you, regardless of how much time he had lived—after all, he did not really socialize a lot, more so to humans. 

“You—You’re… You’re different. Far too different from the other humans I’ve come across.” 

“So… does this mean I’m special, perhaps?” Your almost monotonous tone made him furrow his brows, keeping his stance with his arms crossed over his chest. 

He looks away—maybe even turns his face so you wouldn’t see the blush that spreads across his face, but he definitely did not know that his ears were of the same shade as the one he attempted to hide. 

“Perhaps.” 

He feels a sort of… fresh breath of air with you, a calming presence, a light amidst the darkness that surrounds him. 

But sometimes he does feel like he’s away from you, like even if you’re there, he feels as if you’re miles away, with how you could remain unaffected; even if he is being affected by his karma, or when he feels dirty after a night of demon slaying and you see him like this. 

He does admire you though—for being one of those who seems to have never minded anything about it. 

Even being with him. 

Reblogs and comments are very appreciated!

Taglist is on the reblogs :)

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[celestiamail]

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[spiriteddreams]

oh my oh my!!! a february writing event!! is the quote “i asked the spring to bring you to me” available ??? if so, i’d like to write it with xiao~ thank you sm! have a nice day♡

—bluexiao

feb writing event woooooo!!! the quote is all yours pls break my heart or piece it together or both hehe with some xiao writing :))

also! i can’t tag kunisangel for some reason? i’m tagging bluexiao but lmk if you want me to change it on the masterlist!

#mail #moots <3 #kunisangel #bluexiao

[chaoticillness]

“Is that my shirt?”

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Featuring: Shikanoin Heizou, Kamisato Ayato, and Zhongli

Warnings: None! Ayato favouritism

Director’s Cut: this got so sappy at the end… im sorry it’s ten pm at night and im touch starved. Anyway, this is the piece I promised for the sweet n’ spice collab by @bluexiao and @anantaru! enjoy!

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Shikanoin Heizou

Ah, dreaded early mornings. No time for anything fun! Rushed breakfasts, running like a maniac around the house, frantically rummaging through your closet to find that perfect outfit. Which was exactly what you were doing this “fine” sunny morning. And coincidentally, you may have grabbed someone other than you’s white tank top. 

“Is that my shirt?”

“It’s a generic item! I’ve always had this tank top, what are you talking about?”

“No, [Name], you haven’t. I am the most prestigious detective in Inazuma, I would think I can recognize my own shirt when I see it.”

Your eyes flit back and forth, you’re already late for work and goodness, you can’t change now. So you pull the one thing that will shut him up. A peck on the lips and you’re out the door before he can say a word.

Because unfortunately, Shikanoin Heizou (also known as your darling boyfriend) is always right.

Kamisato Ayato

In your seven months of dating the one and only Kamisato Ayato, despite your crafty attempts and sneaky escapes, you have not managed to get into his closet.

You love your boyfriend, you do, but you need to know where he pulls those boba teas out of! And where else to find the truth than his collection of kimonos that probably cost more than your life. So while Ayato’s in his office, you distract Thoma with some excuse about the sorry state of the gardens and tiptoe into the Yashiro Commissioner’s quarters. 

Wow, these are… so fancy. And he doesn’t even use them! I’m gonna start using them if he isn’t, damn.

Eyes locked on your target, you swiftly glide across the floor and slide open the door to the forbidden closet. 

Unfortunately, you have the attention span of a moth.

Excitedly trying on the kimonos, you go through a few before you hear some footsteps. It’s probably Thoma doing the laundry, right? …Right? Despite this, you quickly pull yourself out of the kimono you’re currently trying on and put everything back with the utmost care to make sure you were never there. But you were just a little too late. 

“Darling, is that my shirt?”

Shit.

“Oh, it’s alright. You do look absolutely ravishing in it.”

Zhongli

You missed him. A lot.

So what better to do than raid his closet?

Rows of the same suitcoat await you when you swing open the doors. Does he have a single other piece of clothing? It’s debatable. But all of them smelled like him, and that’s good enough for you.

Curling up in the surprisingly soft brown coat, you fall asleep in the comfortable warmth of the bed and the smell of your lover.

When he comes back in the dead of the night, exhausted, he doesn’t even notice before falling into the cradle of sleep. But when the morning sun shines through the windows, he realizes you’re wearing a rather familiar shirt.

Archons, he loves you.

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[teataglia]

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞?

pairing: ayato, pantalone, alhaitham, childe x f!reader (separately)

warnings: [ayato: choking, possessive, vaginal penetration, praise, fingers in mouth, slight exhibitionism] [pantalone: implied client/paid worker relationship, fingering, one instance of clit slapping] [alhaitham: gag, slight bondage, degradation, cunnilingus, punishment, overstimulation, slight dumbification] [childe: established relationship, welcome home sex, slight marking, cumming inside]

tea’s note: my submission for “Bloru’s Sweet ‘n Spice Writing Collab” hosted by @anantaru​ and @bluexiao​, thank you for letting me join! 

for the prompt “sing for me?” enjoy <3

𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨

sweat drips from your skin as your back arches once again, a wanton cry tearing from your lips. ayato has you on your back, legs on his shoulders, hand around your throat, eyes glittering possessively as his cock stretches you out. “you’re taking me so well, my dear,” ayato coos and presses his fingers harder around your neck. “now, why don’t you be a little louder, hmm? i know you can.” ayato increases his pace as his free hand gently strokes your cheek. you keen at the touch, craving the limited affection. “you can do better than that,” ayato’s stern expression sends shivers down your back and all you can do is stare at him like a deer in headlights. “or do you need some extra help?” he narrows his eyes, pressing his thumb into your mouth, lathering it in your spit before bringing it down to circle your clit. the new sensation sparks a new wave of moans and pleas out of you. “you sound so good, so pretty. why don’t you sing for me? at least a little longer. i wonder what the cleaning staff thinks about you right now. i bet they’re all lined up outside, pressing their ears to the door in an attempt to hear you.” ayato chuckles darkly, “but they know better than anyone that you’re all for me. and so are those filthy sounds of yours.” he leans over your body, capturing your lips in his. “scream my name, darling, can you do that for me? let them all know who this pussy belongs to.” 

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𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞

“how would you like to entertain me this time?” pantalone murmurs, kissing the shell of your ear softly. you’re seated on his lap with your legs resting on his spread ones and your back leaning against his chest. “i paid a large sum to have you here with me, so how shall we pass the time?” his hands teasingly roam across your front, one gently squeezing your breast and flicking your nipple, the other slowly trailing down to your aching core. his featherlight touches cause your mind to blank. “you could sing for me? or dance?” his fingers trace over your clothed cunt, feeling the growing wet spot of your arousal. “or we could do something a little more… intimate,” he draws the words out, his deep voice conveying his salacious intentions with you. he slides your panties off. “would you like that?” you jerk in his firm hold as his fingers lightly stroke your clit. you need more. you try to grind your hips against his touch for more friction, but instead, your clit receives a sharp slap. you yelp and your back arches, cunt fluttering around nothing. “answer me. tell me exactly what you want,” his strict tone lets you know you should obey. “i want to feel your fingers. please, put them in,” you look over your shoulder into his eyes, your hands delicately wrapping around his wrist. without warning his fingers enter you, pushing into your tight hole. you moan, throwing your head back to rest on his shoulder as his hand braces against your stomach. “see? all you had to do was ask,” pantalone snickers, curling his fingers against the spot that has your back arching in minutes. 

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𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦

alhaitham’s fingertips trace your bare stomach and you writhe under his touch. his cold fingers graze past your belly button, racing all the way to your pussy. a gag covers your mouth, but soft whimpers escape through the cloth regardless. alhaitham has you on your back, arms bound above your head, keeping you open and completely at his mercy. he feels his cock jump at the pitiful look in your eyes, savoring the teary eyed fucked out expression. the best part is that he’s barely touched you yet. he has so much time to play. his fingers run up your exposed slit, coating them with your arousal. he watches as your hole clenches around nothing and revels in your whines, a sadistic grin tugging at the corner of his lips. “you slut. i just started touching you and you’re already this wet? disgusting.” he kneels before your cunt, placing your legs over his shoulders. he kisses your inner thigh slowly – teasingly – working his way to where your thighs meet. staring at you out of the corner of his eyes, a challenge, daring you to buck your hips. you knew the result of acting too needy: punishment. whether it’s alhaitham forcing orgasm after orgasm out of you or edging you till you sob, it’ll be harsh no matter what. but your brain is so inundated with thoughts of him that you can’t seem to grasp how disastrous the outcome would be for you. your mind is too foggy to consider the consequences. so you buck your hips, forcing his lips to meet your lower pair and his tongue to press against your throbbing clit. his hands fly to hold your thighs down, and he leans back. “so that’s how you want it? fine. i’ll play along. i’m not stopping until your throat’s too sore and your mind’s too dumb to continue. now start singing for me.”

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𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞

“fuck, you feel so good,” childe groans as he sinks into you completely. he feels your gummy walls stretching to accommodate him after being empty for so long. “i know you’ve been thinking about this since the minute i left. how long has it been, baby? two, three months since you’ve been plugged up nice and full?” you beg incomprehensibly and claw at his back. childe’s strong arms cage you against the bed, and you feel so good finally being chest to chest with your lover. the weight of him being the only thing that keeps you tethered to the earth when otherwise you would have floated away from the overwhelming amount of times he’s already made you cum. slick stains your and his thighs, easing the friction on your abused hole. “sing for me, pretty girl, it’s been so long since i last heard you,” childe groans into your ear, kissing the sensitive skin where your shoulder meets your neck and biting down harshly. you cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck, fingers tugging on his hair. your legs wrap around his hips, drawing him closer, pressing him deeper. his tip brushes against a specific spot of your spongy walls, and you shake in his hold, fresh juices spraying his abdomen. “you’re squeezing me so tight, baby, i’m so close,” childe’s thrusts speed up, leaving your head spinning as you feel his fat cock twitch inside of you. “i’m cumming, f-fuck, i’m cumming.” his hips stutter against yours and with one last thrust, he spills his seed deep inside of you.

© teataglia 2022, all rights reserved. do not plagiarize, copy, translate, repost my content on any platform.

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[garoujo]

・✶ ｡ﾟ heizou likes to kiss you when he cums.

꒰ this is my submission piece for @anantaru + @bluexiao sweet + spice collab . . . fank yew for letting me join !!! ꒱ ♱ warnings — f!reader, pussyjobs, handjobs, my very :/ characterisation of bby heizou who i need to build, exhibitionism < 3

“o-oh my, that feels good—“ heizou gasps from where he’s laying under you while you straddle his lap, more than content with the way you’re currently rubbing your pussy along the length of his cock.

it wasn’t uncommon for you to spend his quieter days on the job in the same place you are right now, enjoying each other’s company under the same tree, in the beautiful scenic spot where your boyfriend used to come to read alone before he met you — it’s far enough from inazuma city for you both to remain undisturbed, but the same, comforting atmosphere still hangs calmly in the space where you both exhale.

however to spend it this way — your arms hooked around heizou’s shoulders while you rub your puffy folds along his cock, whispering and keening when you feel it throb and thicken against your clit, was not what you had planned.

it had started innocently at first, your legs hooked over his thighs as he read, letting his fingers trace shapes along your calves while you both basked in the serenity the shaded spot gave you. but then you shuffled closer and it was almost instinctive the way he guided you onto his lap, although he didn’t expect the familiar heat of your cunt over his clothed cock to make him quite as mindless so quickly.

“oh, my my—you’re really, mmm.. good at this.” heizou sighs as he lets his head fall back against the tree he’s currently propped up against, and his thigh tremble from where they’re pinned underneath you at the next hypnotic roll of your pussy along his cock.

you’re soft and warm, and his fingers squeeze into the dip of your waist as he helps to rock you along the length of him, a hushed groan vibrating behind his lips when he feels the bump of your clit graze along his swollen tip.

heizou feels your fingertips pet along his shoulders before they’re twisting in his hair and pulling, and call it.. intuition, or the way he can feel the way your slick is smearing along his cock and mixing with his pre-cum, but he knows you’re close. the mess between you both only easing every lewd swirl of your hips as you gasp and sigh, your pussy clenching so tight he can feel that too when he helps you grind against him.

for someone who’s job is using his brain, he can’t deny the way the push and pull of your body makes him unable to even think as his grip on your skin grows tighter. there’s a blush that feels fuzzy along his skin when he blinks up at you to give you a half-lidded look of carnal need, and his voice catches on his next groan before he’s meeting every grind of your hips with long thrusts of his own.

your toes flex from where they’re hooked over heizou’s thighs when you feel the blunt tip of his cock catch along your puffy clit, making your nails dig into his scalp and when the sensation mixes with the soft, bouncing motion of your body along his cock he almost feels delirious.

your body feels like silk along his, his cock glistening everytime you rock your hips back, and the sight alone makes his head spin when he sinks back deeper — watching your eyes flutter as your fingers trace down to wrap around the sensitive head of his cock and angle it higher, letting you hump your pussy along it so prettily, easing your movements while his hands wander and squeeze at your body.

“a-at this rate, i wont last long—mmmph!” heizou feels dizzy with every greedy swirl of your clit along the sensitive nerves of his cock as you gasp, and the way you moan for him doesn’t do him any favours when they drip through his spine, making his desperate, needy ruts against your body grow faster. it only takes a few more wet bounces of your pussy along his cock until your whole body slackens, and he pulls you against his chest when your orgasm makes you melt into him.

he can feel the way your slick is intensifying as you cum, your thighs twitching over his as he eases his cock through your folds — helping you ride out your orgasm as you slur praises and half hormone-drunken pants of his name into his ear. but every ethereal sound that falls from your lips only sends him closer to the edge of his own release, before you’re easing yourself back slightly to squeeze your fingers around his cock once more.

you hear heizou’s breathing hitch before he’s groans when you give his cock a few long, languid pumps with your palm — squeezing along the sensitive glands as you use the accumulated mix of your release and his pre-cum to ease your strokes. every twist of your wrist makes him breathless, panting as something delightful feels like it bursts down his thighs and he feels his abdomen flex on his next inhale—god, he’s going to cum.

“c-can—hnnmgh! can you kiss me?” he gasps, legs stiffening as his fingertips dig into your thighs and you continue to pump his cock, but he feels your lips curl with soft delight against his skin before you’re trailing kisses along his cheeks, sighing when your lips finally find his own just in time for you to swallow his shameless, low whine when he cums.

the first streak of his load is warm when it lands along your fingertips, the rest painting the flexing, toned muscles of his abdomen as he sucks languidly on your tongue. his mouth moving in messy tandem with your own, and heizou wishes he could remain here forever as his hand hooks along the back of your neck to pull you closer.

he only pulls away when he’s twitching from overstimulation, his lips curling into a softer sort of grin as his eyes close in a content sort of bliss. he feels drowsy when the remaining light from the sun feels like it warms you both, but he still finds the energy to stretch his arm behind his head before he’s pulling you closer to kiss you again with the other as he giggles.

“hmm.. i suppose we better get cleaned up, but i think we both deserve a rest together before then, don’t you?”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

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[magicalink]

Which part of me wasn't good enough?

Art by myangtao on twitter

So most people voted for me to post unfinished drabbles as they are so that's what this is: an unfinished drabble. I wrote it back in august of last year and it was for a collab from a user called bluexiao but that month was very agitated for me, I had lots of family things including helping my grandma recover from a surgery so I never submitted it on time :( And I still can't come up with an ending, so if you like it leave a comment and tell me how would you like it to end. Shall we add some comfort to this story or we leave ig at full angst? Lemme know your thoughts.

"Which part of me wasn´t good enough?” the little puppet had cried, looking up to the distant figure of his god. His creator, the mother who never recognized him.

“Don’t worry, dear boy, for you were always enough for me” you said to the puppet, tending your hand with your heart in it for him.

There was a brief moment of silence.

“Too bad you were never the one I wanted to mean something for” he said bitterly, averting his somber gaze from you.

You retreated your hand with your wounded heart inside of it back to your chest, which ached sharply.

“It’s okay,” you said with a trembling smile on your lips, hiding your pain “It’s normal” you still try to offer him some comfort “We are all not enough for someone we want to please with all our might at least once in our lives”

The silence was so deafening you could hear his uneasy breath. Tears started pricking your eyes, threatening to fall, but you held them in with all your strenght.

"Life can be so cruel sometimes" You muttered and he shooted a glance at you, filled with rage "We always pursue those who don't care about us and we despise those who would die for us," you lamented "Even now, this is the first time you finally look at me, and you do it hatred," you averted your gaze, quickly catching a tear with your thumb, hoping he didn't see it.

Your hands on your chest tend to your wounded heart, trying to soothe its feeble sobs.

The puppet huffed heavily through his nose, observing you with contempt.

"Why would I even look at you?" He barked, with the same lack of mercy he had learned from his mother.

You shook you head gently.

"I just wanted to dry your tears and give you all the affection I felt for you inside this heart." you whispered, said thing still glowing in the center of your bosom "It's not much, but it's all I have." you said, caressing it gently, waiting for it to heal.

His frown didn't leave his face, but this time he glanced at your treasure with interest. That was a heart? The relic he had been meant to hold but was deemed unworthy of?

Was that one yours?

"What would you have done with it? What's in it for me?" He asked cautiously, staring while pondering what to do.

A modest but tender smile perched on your lips.

"I would have hugged you, and craddle you in my arms and told you how much you mean to me. How much I love you with this little heart of mine."

Would that make him feel whole?

Was that all he needed? Would that heart fill the void in his chest?

If there was a possibility, no matter how fleeting it was, he had to have it.

"Prove it." he demanded with the authority he always believed his divine creation bestowed him, as if ignoring the fact that his cheeks were still stained with trails of tears.

You opened your arms for him, your heart shining brighter just by the thought of finally embracing him.

He observed the thing marveled. He wouldn't admit it, but it was far more fascinating than any divinely created machinery he had seen in his long and sad life.

He was ready to tear it away from your chest with a merciless strike of his sword.

But just as the thought was crossing his cold and desperate mind, all his violence was kept in place by your arms.

His eyes widened, shocked. You had closed the gap between the two of you to hug him.

He stayed immobile, unable to process your action, trying desperately to grasp all these new and strange sensations.

The warmth of your body, the softness of your skin, the smell of your hair...the sound of your heart.

He couldn't bring himself to close his eyes when his face was snuggled in your loving chest, your hands caressing his head with immense fondness.

The puppet had never experienced something like that.

After a lifetime of neglect and violence, it was shocking, it was confusing. So he stayed still, unable to process it but unwilling to let go. Bathing in the warm light of your heart.

Since he could not pronounce any more words, you decided to tell him the ones you had wished to tell him for a lifetime.

"You were always enough for me, dearest boy. The sweetest and most beautiful flower," you said, your cheek nestled on his hair.

"Why?" The puppet protested, tears of anger streaming again down his face. Those words were much more than those he wanted to hear from his god, from his mother. And that was the hug she never gave and would never give him.

Then he recieved the most beautiful gift, even if he was unable to appreciate it.

"Because I love you," you admitted, planting an adoring kiss on his head "I always have and I always will..." he grabbed your clothes as if about to push you away to protest "It doesn't matter if you don't love me back, it's okay. It's normal, sometimes our love is unrequited. We both know it very well don't you think?" you smiled at him.

"Why?" He complained, still nudging his head in the sun that was your chest "Why, if you know it? She said it," he cried again, his tears wetting your clothes "I'm fragile, and weak, and I have a hole in my chest that makes me feel empty! I'm not a god like her and I'm not a human like you! You should stay away from a puppet like me!" He exclaimed, taking out his anger on you again.

"If I had a heart like this..." he murmured, his hand making his way up to the center of your chest, where your relic was still shining. The thought of stealing it from you crossed his mind again.

But you stopped him again, cupping his face in your hands to look at him in the eyes.

"You feel a hole in your heart?" You asked, booping his nose with yours.

"Yes!" He whined, squirming in your grab trying to get away.

"And it hurts?"

"Yes!" He barked.

"And it makes you feel like you are empty inside?" You insisted.

"Are you deaf...?" He exclaimed.

"And does it make you feel lost and unlovable, and makes you wander lost through life, from one place to another because you feel you don't belong in any place?" You asked.

"Yes!" He shouted at this point, annoyed by your questions.

"Then what you have in there, my dear boy, is a human heart." you said, pointing the center of his chest with your finger.

He stayed still for a couple of seconds, staring at you, unsettled by your words.

"You are lying." he said, but it was more for himself than for you "You are lying to me." he, repeated, frowning at you in distrust "Look at yours! It's so clean, and warm, and it's shining! And you are so sure about what you want, even if you are insane for even thinking about getting near me!"

"That's because I don't deny it, and I take care of it." you said with a gentle smile "Mine also made me wander through lots of places, and has taken me back to you. And it hurts too. You made it hurt when you rejected it," you admitted with a tint of blush on your cheeks. "But I don't deny that pain, I let it hurt and take care of it to heal it, see?" You point at the mended cracks on it's surface.

"I made that?" He asked, looking closely at the healing wounds of your jewel "Even without my sword?" You nodded "And you're still willing to give it to me?"

Maybe there was no need to steal it from you.

You closed your eyes and sighed. You nodded again.

"Only if this time you accept it." you said, stepping back to cut the hug and taking a hand to your chest.

He wouldn't admit it, but he hated to let your arms go.

"I'll take it, for I was made with no heart and the one I was destined to yield was denied to me." he said, hypnotized by the green light of the treasure you were about to gift him.

You gently shook your head and looked at him with a tender smile. He wouldn't listen to words. He had to see it by himself.

You took your heart delicately and then you stretched it to offer it to him.

He took it with both hands, impatient and desperate, his tears finally drying.

It glowed intensely, warmly, it twinkled between his fingers, as if it was overjoyed of finally being with him. You observed him with a smile again.

But when he took it to his chest, nothing happened. It didn't fit. It didn't enter.

"Told you it wasn't going to work," he said, a knot tying his throat tightly. He was tempted to throw it away in anger, but he still held it to his chest where the hole ached sharply.

You shook your head, enveloping his hands in yours. He lifted his gaze to look at you.

"I told you," you whispered, leaning close to him, trying to comfort him with your warmth "It's because you already have a heart of your own. All you've been looking for was always inside of you." he shook his head too, unwilling to believe you, closing his eyes shut to avoid dropping more tears.

"It's just a hole." he cursed.

"Shh..." you hushed his angry cries, taking your lips to his forehead "It feels like a hole like any human heart. Because you have been denying it and starving it. You have to find it and feed it."

You wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He was getting used to your touch. Then you used you other hand to press your heart to his chest.

He leaned closer to you. The light was warm and cozy.

"See?" You said, pointing at his chest with your glance.

Sorry to cut it but this is all I've got to this drabble, if you got any ideas on how to end it lemme know😅

#scaramouche x reader #fanfic #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #writing #scaramouche x you #scaramouche #reader insert #kunikuzushi #genshin fluff #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche angst #genshin angst

[justblades]

I COULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU !

♱ DOTTORE X AFAB! READER WORD COUNT: 2.4k

♱ SUMMARY : a mere test subject he solely created to satisfy his lustful desires . . . why would he suddenly fall head over heels for something he already acquired?

♱ WARNINGS : SMUT, MDNI. drugging, slight dubcon, praising, degradation, possessive! dottore, whipping, pussy drunk! dottore, sadistic masochistic themes, mirror sex, not proofread.

♱ AN : sorry for being horny + this is my submission for an event collab held by @bluexiao and @anantaru <3

it was eerily silent as you were encompassed by the monotoned, tall, four walls. the glacial temperature traces goosebumps all over your naked skin, feeling somewhat numb until you felt the sudden urge to budge a movement.

a crease between your brows forms as you feel your limbs encaged by some unknown material that was preventing you from moving; that's when it finally sank in your mind to which your messy entangled thoughts release into straight lines. you were being used as a test subject for the doctor, with a project he wanted to do for so long but never got the chance to. it all changes today.

for the record, this was his first attempt. you groggily peel your eyes open to be welcomed by intricate designed ceilings of grayscales colors— what stands tall from both of your sides are numerous rolling cart drawers, each one containing a specific category of equipments to be used by the doctor. a short, fuzzy memory flashes in your mind, the voice was distinct but the image was blurry. a black silhouette forms against the dim lights, "refer to the doctor as my lord or you'll suffer a great consequence." was all you can remember as you were taken away by masked, armed soldiers.

"you're finally awake. i'll be back to check on your statistics." a deep, eloquent voice reverberates inside the quiet vicinity, words spoken with elegance and class. the tread of footsteps from the mysterious person echoes as he takes steps away from your numb body, it slowly dies down the further he got; his figure vanishing quickly. your eyes start to feel heavy as your lids roll down and before you knew it, you doze off into a deep slumber once again.

this time, the glacial temperatures no longer rake shivers running up and down your spine. your eyes flutter open as you were now awoken by the multiple sensations tracing circles on your skin. a hum of acknowledgement sounds, the harbinger picking up the fact that you were awake now. "your sensitivity was indeed heightened. i say from the experiment, i conclude this as a success." you anchor your attention to the bright arctic locks that tumbled way past the male's shoulders, especially narrowing your gaze at his beaked mask composing of neutral colors that covered the top portion of his face. as he does the littlest movements, the glowing aquamarine blue earring dangles towards the direction as well. if you could sum it all up in one word, his character appears bizarre.

"very well, you may sit up straight on your bed now." his husky voice chimes into your ears once again. for some reason, everytime he speaks to you, your body writhes from the chills he sends to your system. wasting no time, you follow suit to his orders and sit, the adamantine bindings previously prohibiting you from budging were now gone. instead, all you had on your body was a sheer white fabric reaching just above your knees. the doctor closes the proximity between your bodies, the point of his mask a mere hair thin apart from your face upon touching. "do you know your purpose? do you know why you're here, at my laboratory, looking rather helpless?" the doctor parts his lips open, strings of questions shooting in a short minute.

you respond, "no, my lord." a raspy chuckle was what you receive in exchange. you were suddenly taken aback as the turquoise haired's gloved hands inches forward your face, tucking your disheveled hair behind your right ear. "you're here for a sole reason. to quench my thirst for carnal desire." the leather gloves trail from your ears down to your neck, the doctor delineates the fine lines carved on your bare skin slowly with a sinister smile tugging on the corners of his lips.

a searing feeling of lust brews in your lower abdomen as his ephemeral touches leave an invisible heating mark on your body. you unknowingly yearn for more and fortunately, he doesn't stop there. his free hand now starts to explore your torso, slender tips fiddling with your now perked up nipples. the sensation was too extreme as he later pinched the very bud in harsh turns, a whimper then escapes from your lips. he twists the part depending on which direction you moan the most on, finding delirium from seeing you in a sticky situation.

"amusing. come on, let me hear a lot more." he expresses, now toying with your mounds with his two gloves hands. the doctor tightly grips your tits as he kneads your soft flesh, his movements were too pleasurable that you could draw a conclusion he's quite skilled at what he does. you bite back a moan daring to slip past anytime now but he was mindful of every little detail of your movements, he picked that up and clicked his tongue. "i told you, let me hear your undignified moans of satisfaction."

"y . . yes . . my lord." you pause in between syllables, now feeling a lukewarm sensation brush along your neck. your hands were unable to keep themselves, it's as if something was urging you to roam your touches on the doctor's body too. with wobbly arms encaging the harbinger's tall stature, there you only realized he wore a thin yet eye-catching garb of clothing, one that is worth of an archon's ransom.

pulling him closer to your heated body, you suppose you didn't commit any act of prying into his boundaries as he only continued to toy with your body freely. the kitty licks he gave your sensitive spot starts to broaden followed by quick, sharp pangs of throbbing pain remaining in the part. your legs flinch from the feeling and a yelp bubbles in your throat, "my lord . ."

dottore withdraws from your body and faces you completely. "entertain me, will you?" his looming figure towers over yours and you gulp the lump forming in your throat. hands still shaking from the sudden tension, you start little by little upon removing his layers of clothing. first was the fluffy coat jacket draped over his shoulders accentuated with snezhnayan's motifs from the dangling steeled chains and diamond shapes adorning it.

stripping each layer of exquisite fabric from the scientist, the feigned bravery you mustered paid well as you see his chiseled pecs and ab muscles tracing lines from his plain white long sleeved button down. you palm his well-sculpted body through the fabric, the lust brimming in your heart starts to make you feel a tad bit lethargic and fuzzy all at the same.

you work your way by unbuttoning his top one by one— the farther that you got, the more you see his fair skin gleam from the bright white lightings. he looked like a masterpiece of madness and beauty that you couldn't help but to adore. a toothy grin creeps up on the doctor's face, "in heat already?" abashedly nodding while averting your gaze to somewhere else, "then stroke my cock so i can finally fill you in."

unzipping his trousers, you could feel the huge bulge on his crotch from his clothed dick brushing past your skin. your cunt starts to throb as you got more access to his erection, finally letting it spring free of restriction. you gather your spit in your mouth in one spot and lubricate your hands with the viscous liquid to coat his twitching cock with.

carefully gliding your hands up and down, you could feel how it was veiny, big and lengthy that you're already imagining how it would feel once you're clamping around him. guttural moans escape dottore's lips as you pump him with two hands at the same time. fingers sloppily curling around his dick, you were taken aback to hear the harbinger swear under his breath, a low, husky one at that.

naughty noises reverberate inside the room the longer your stroked his girth from the crown down to the shaft. as it stands tall and hard before your body, you hear another order from the doctor. "enough. now, lay down on your stomach and stick your ass up like a slut."

once again obeying like a loyal dog to its master, you follow suit with what he tells you to do. you let go of his twitching cock and slowly let yourself feel familiar with the bedsheets and lay there, butt perked up with hands spreading your folds for the doctor's eyes to feast upon. "good girl." he muses and kneels on the small bed frame, positioning himself from your entrance. he pumps himself a couple times as he guides the tip of his dick right into your seeping wet folds. "you like it?" he kept rubbing the head on your pussy with teasing rhythms much to your dissatisfaction.

starting to wiggle your butt to feel more of his dick and create friction, it makes dottore's lust spike up a lot more. "whore." he sternly says as he finally pushes himself in, to which you mewl a lot from the unfamiliar feeling of being filled insides. "my lord!" you whimper once dottore rewards you with powerful thrusts, skin slapping upon his impact. the grasp he had on the plush of your ass was harsh and tight, making sure his hands would leave imprints as proof of posession of his test subject.

as he maintains a painfully fast tempo of pounding, dottore puts plenty of pressure on your lower back to make your stomach fully lay flat on the hospital bed. once finished with setting your body up like how he wants it, he continues to pounce into you like there was no tomorrow. your walls contract everytime he intrudes your slutty hole, clamping around his cock so they could mold into a shape dottore's dick can only fit in. you grip the sheets for dear life as you feel the tip of his dick kiss your cervix, he was far too deep in you that it made you feel light headed.

it aches, but it feels good as well. it feels rewarding to be fucked stupid by an honorable harbinger, the doctor by that. "satisfying results from extortion, i say. now i have a sex doll solely living to satisfy my lustful tendencies."

he revels in the heavenly sight of your now naked body and tight, wet walls. his crisp cerise eyes flicker from the ass of your cheeks bouncing along with his thrusts to your shameful expressions to which he can see by a mirror's reflection placed in front of your lustful bodies. "look at yourself, look at the pathetic faces you've been making." the doctor says as he leans forward, his gloved dominant hand grabbing ahold of your cheeks. his fingers were enormous in size and slender in shape, you could feel your face crush from his grip alone.

he forces you to open your eyes and look at the body length mirror in front of you, hair messy and unkempt, lips smeared with drool and tears from the way dottore has been treating you. somehow, it all felt good, everything felt good.

"i don't regret the lengths i took just to acquire you in my hands at all." amidst the slapping noises bouncing off the walls, you try your best to comprehend his sentences.

you hum even though you could not understand, "your pretty little cunt, your soft tits, your beautiful face i'd love to paint with buckets of my cum— i want to do it so bad to you."

much to your relief, he finally lets go of your chin to let your head rest on the soft cushions again. the intercourse was starting to get rougher judging from the pace dottore has been going at and the degrading words he's telling you. "i don't think i'll be able to let go of you. i don't think i can even share you with my subordinates or my comrades."

he's still continuing to spew his feelings out like he was an open book for the audience meanwhile you were eager to know more what he thinks of you, "hell, i could even destroy the world for you." your eyes although heavy lidded from the lust clouding your consciousness, they widen into two full moons once you hear the very last sentence.

"my lord . ." you pant heavily as moans of pleasure shortly follow, "i'm ahh— u— unworthy of . . . your protection." his solferino irises narrow, the next thing you know: he grabs a spare necktie strewn across the floor earlier and wraps it around his wrist like a madman. he starts to slap your ass cheeks with it. crisp whipping noises blend in with your endless moans of gratification, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

"when i say something, it's of certainty at all times. don't go backing out on me now, after all, you're mine."

you constantly cry out from the mixed feelings of lechery and pain.

"i own you, right?"

mewls and moans could only be heard as he asked, longing for an affirmation from his test's subjects own mouth.

dottore whips you once again with the neck tie, the part starting to grow sore and shades darker from your skin tone. "yes, my lord! you own me."

what he does next catches you rather off guard once he jackhammers into your pussy, gloved hands getting rid of his beak mask. with a blurry vision, you could just see the cold blood red of his eyes glinting from the white lights reflecting from the mirror— "i showed you my face, do you trust me now?"

you answer willingly as your tongue sticks out in dire need of some sort of hydration and company, "yes my lord."

the doctor hums as he sees you gasping for life, "you look like a pathetic thirsty bitch. here, drink some of these." he whips out several glass vials containing unknown colored liquids from his cabinet within his reach. he unscrews the cap and pours all of it on your face, the sticky liquids clings onto your skin but you desperately lick every droplet to ingest.

he watches you brazenly, gaze anchored at your pretty, fucked up features only. shortly after dottore feels his bliss of release coming to which he picks up the pace and pushes into you in an animalistic speed, biting his lower lip to focus and feed you with all of his pent up seed.

white liquids sprawl out on your lower back as he pulls his dick out, neverending strings of cum pooling on your skin. he lets out a demeaning chuckle and gathers all of his cum with his gloved fingers, proceeding to inch toward you and insert his digits into your wet, sticky mouth. "gobble it all up."

"of course my lord." words muffled from his gloved fingers shoved into your mouth, you gulp it all down like a good sex doll would.

#bloru.sweetnspice #dottore smut #il dottore #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #dottore x reader #il dottore x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin harbingers #il dottore smut

[myarlert]

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃’𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄.

Zhongli, Itto, Childe & Diluc x fem!reader

CW: smut, a smidge of angst [hence the title], v. penetration, a big use of ‘little one’, names; sweetie, little one, a couple creampies, oral [m. receiving & f. receiving.], cum eating, hair pulling, one mention of spanking, implications of jealousy,

Heyo!! This is my work for the lovely sweet & spice event collab that @bluexiao and @anantaru are hosting! I’m very happy to be a part of this one!

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𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

secretly doesn’t mean it. he says it when he’s having one of those rage moments he tends to have often. he doesn’t mean it when he slams you into the wall, his golden eyes burning into yours, his hands holding your hips forwards against the thigh he’s put between your legs. how he would be so mean but brush hair behind your ear, ‘you know it wouldn’t been better if you stayed away from me, you know that?’

even when he pushed away from you, continuing to walk down the hall he felt such guilt. but later that evening, when you slipped into his long coat that he’d left laying abandoned on a dining hall table, nothing under it then made your way into his private chambers, he couldn’t stay mad. you’d be on top of him, rocking your hips down against his cock as he’d be lightly bucking his up into you, letting his pretty, golden pubes grind and tickle your clit and thighs. ‘i can’t seem to stay mad at you.. especially when you pull little escapades like this, little one..’ oh how he would curse under this breath before laying down against the blankets, using his hands to continue your movements as you bounced on top of him, sliding his cock in and out, watching how it glistens as you get wetter and wetter with each thrust. ‘my dear.. where did all this come from? was i not scolding you hours ago? oh.. you liked it didn’t you.’ a deep, gravely chuckle would erupt from his throat, sending chills down your spine, just as he would grab at your hips to hold you down and still from moving. his entire cock sheathed balls deep inside you, stopped so he can feel you desperately trying to move and gain friction, he laughed again at the feeling of you clenching uncontrollably. ‘yeah you did..’

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

now listen, you were out on a walk on some trail in the deep forests of Inazuma and in your defense, you didn’t hear Itto behind you. truth be told, he’d been following you for some time, watching as you bent down in that dress.. to smell some flowers, touch the water of a pond or try to play with a small animal on the ground. but of course, he would make it all about him. ‘hey!’ his voice would scare you, causing you to jump a little. your back would press against a tree, wanting to turn around and run when you saw him but part of you was telling you to stay and see what he would do. ‘what are you doing out here all alone, little one?’ he wasn’t as scary as you remember him being, since you hadn’t seen him for years and years, he wasn’t a big as you remembered. taking a deep breath, you speak up. ‘why were you following me?’ you’d ask, watching his lil fangs show through that pretty smirk.. he’d laugh. ‘me?! following you!? HA! now sweetie, i thought i told you to stay away from me?’ hed walk closer, your hands placed on the tree right behind your back seemingly digging into the bark as he got so close his forehead might of well have been pressed against yours. he can tell by the way your eyes are blown wide and breath has hitched in your throat that you’re nervous. he’d bend down even more, the tip of his nose just barely brushing against yours. ‘have you got a little crush on me? hm?’ the way he would condescendingly shake his head while laughing, before placing his hands on the tree next to your head. ‘you do. then why haven’t you done something about it? hm little one? cant speak now?’ and just like that, in mere moments later Arataki Itto would have you pressed against the tree, on your knees while you kitten licked the tip of his thick cock, resisting the urge to press his hips forward and watch your eyes roll back as you gag on his length. ‘oh that’s it.. ya.. right there sweetie.. fffuuuck-’ his long nails would dig lightly into the back of your head, wanting you to take more into your mouth as his cock starts to twitch, but you just continue teasing the head. ‘little one.. look up here.’ his jaw would drop as he sees your mouth filled to the brim with his thick seed. ‘fuck it.. we need to act like i hate you, but look at me cutie, i don’t hate you. god i love this fucking mouth.. come with me tonight..’

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄

you’d always see him standing at the front of that bank, and yes he was extremely feared but it only grew your interest in him. and that’s why on that one night, you climbed out of your bedroom window, crossing the city and climbing some stairs before seeing him leaning against a railing talking to another, larger man. you peeked around the counter just as he looked past the man, spotting you with that look on his face, the one where he knew you weren’t supposed to be there and he loved it. he turned to the man again and looked as if he were saying goodbye. you turned the corner and started racing down the stairs as he starts chasing after you. the thrill of having his man running after you send a chill down your spine, but also a swarm of butterflies. you’d only spoken to him once, and it didn’t entirely go the best. ‘stop!’ he’d call out, making you turn your head to see him slowing his pace, turning into a walk. you did the same. ‘come here.’ hesitantly, you approached the man, that thrill still ringing throughout your body. and look at that? approaching the man has gotten you here, between the back of a building and the wall of rock that surrounds the city. he has you bent over, hands running up and down your spine as his hips rhythmically slap into yours, his balls slapping your clit and it sends a shock up your body each each slap. ‘oh yeah.. shit.. when i told you not to come near me.. or even look at me, this is where it would get you- fuck- and this is where we are. if you’d just been a good girl..’ he’d pause for a moment, pulling all the way out before grabbing your hair to pull you up, your back pressed against the slightly open shirt that’s covering his body. ‘you wouldn’t have me here like this.. but oh you love it don’t you? you fucking love the thrill of having me, one of the most feared of the Harbingers.. using your sweet pussy huh?’ he’d pull your head back more, arching your back so you could look back at him, that look in your eyes that makes his tummy churn. ‘yeah you fucking love this..’ he’d bring a hand back down, using it to push himself back inside you. as if he knew, he clamped a hand down over your mouth to keep you silent. it was hardly fair though, with how much he was grunting about how much he loved your sweet cunt, about how good it must feel to have his hot cum dripping out of you, leaking past your clit and onto your thighs, ultimately sliding down your legs as he drops your nightgown before pulling you into his arms. an oddly sweet gesture coming from the feared man, but quickly changes as he whispers, ‘it would’ve been better if you’d stayed away from me.. yeah?’

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂

‘it would’ve been better if you’d just done as i said and stayed away from me for a while.’ you didn’t care. and truthfully, you didn’t know how it happened so quick. one day, the two of you were happily in love, sharing different experiences together, and he next his hatred is burning for you. was it perhaps he caught kaeya flirting with you? or was it when he saw you with your hand on the 11th Harbingers chest. either way, his mind was changed. pretty bitter of him, how cold he can turn so fast. but still.. all of that and here he is, still devouring your dripping cunt as if the two of you were still in love. you loved how his tongue was flicking against you, moving down to dive deep inside and pull out again. his words still floated around your mind.. how could he tell YOU to stay away from him when he knows he’s overreacting? doesn’t matter now.. what matters now and how he’s using his gloved thumb to spread your wetness across your thighs, looking up at you and the way your tits move with your movements. doesn’t matter really, you can tell by the end of this things will go back to the way they were before. often times, diluc will have a fit like this, a jealous fit in which he sees someone with you and then lashes out. you were tugging at his soft, red hair, pulling it until the hair tie came out, letting his hair fall past his shoulders and onto your thighs, tickling them and he didn’t care one bit. ‘i’m sorry.. i’m so sorry. i’m sorry for-’ a kiss to your clit. ‘acting like that.. i know your never do anything to disobey me, sweetheart.’ another softer kiss to your clit. oh but how fast is he able to get up onto his knees, pull your thighs over his to align his cock with your absolutely puffed and sensitive cunt? like that. ‘let me show you i’m not mad.’ and just like that, he would shove every inch deep inside you. despite that crazed, angry look upon his face, he isn’t going nearly as hard as you expected. he would drop his gaze, watching his abs flex as he pushes his hips forward and backwards from you, seeing that ring of cream start to gather at his base. he just couldn’t stay mad at you for long. he’d bring a hand up to your mouth, letting your teeth catch at his glove before telling you to leave it in your mouth, using that hand to start rub small circles on your clit, little tight ones that he knew would send you over within seconds. ‘dear.. heavens.. yeah just like that..’ he spoke out as you started bucking your hips up gently, rocking on and off of him. the sensation of you cumming around him sends him over, he’d hold tightly onto your thighs as he’d begin to twitch violently inside you. the pretty moans he would have, finally cumming after being pent up for the last few days. as he pulls out, he kisses your tummy, rubs his hand softly on your hips and helps pull you down. and of course, his eyes wouldn’t help but stay on where he was leaking out of you..

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[catcze]

NSFW!! 18+ ONLY !!

⠀「 “Can you kiss me?” 」 

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !! ⠀  

「 FEAT : 」 Kazuha x gn! reader

「 ### : 」 Fluffy smut, but still very much smut.

「 CWS : 」 reader n Kazuha have been fucking for a while now before the fic starts lmao, so mentions / aspects of overstimulation. established relationship. starts kinda soft w/ the reader needing a break !! which Kazuha provides ♡ then it gets spicy again lmao. use of baby, sweetheart, and love for the reader. rough sex towards the end. spanking. breathplay / choking. slight breeding kink. creampie / cumming inside. slight dacryphilia / crying during sex. everything is 100% safe sane & consensual ♡

Collab entry for my beloved @anantaru​ & @bluexiao​ ‘s Sweet N Spice collab ♡

Pls excuse if the pacing is off I haven’t written smut in a hot fucking second and the editing is like barely present lmao I forgot how to write smut alr im very rusty fucking sue me

Imagine getting fucked from behind by Kazuha, right. Like, getting your guts rearranged kinda fucked. 

Your legs shake every time he thrusts into you, and your upper half is splayed on the table at this point, arms shaking too bad to keep you up. 

Tears gather at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill, and you lips are parted with breathy ‘Ah-ah-ah’s  every time he bottoms out into you. The grip he uses to pull you back deeper on his cock is tight enough that you just know there are gonna be bruises tomorrow. 

Kazuha leans over you, his chest pressed against your back and his cock pushed so deep inside you, enough that you could feel him in your belly.  “Baby,” he hums, breath caressing your ear. “Sit up.”

“Ca-an’t!” You gasp when he thrusts in again, your eyes rolling and your brain struggling to form words. “Please, please, I can’t— I’m too tired— ”

He sighs, his hips stilling with his cock only halfway inside you. Your eyes widen for fear that he’ll leave you like this— dangling on the edge with and needy. You desperately try to push yourself up like he wants, but your arms are like jelly from all the times he’s already made you cum. Overstimulation had made itself known a while ago. All you can barely manage is an inch off the table before falling back with a small ‘oof.’ 

“Poor baby,” Kazuha cooes, a calloused hand stroking up and down the length of your spine. A small whine leaves you. “Do you need some help?”

You nod slightly, still worried that he’ll leave you, and quietly mumble, “Uh-huh.”

A sudden rough spank on your ass makes you squeak and jolts you forward an inch or so off of his cock, your ass smarting. Shit, he really hadn’t held back with that one.

“Politely.”

You sniffle, and your hips twitch just the slightest bit, which earns you another hard spank. No sitting for you tomorrow, then. 

But as much as you’d like to say something, anything— whether it be begging so politely for Kazuha to fill you back up, or to tell him to get on with it and stop fucking around already— nothing escapes you more than hard, ragged breaths and the occasional sniffle.

It’s all you can do to duck your face down into your arms, hiding yourself away.

“Sweetheart?” your boyfriend asks, his tone much gentler than before. There’s tangible worry in it. He wraps his arms around your middle, pulling you up to lean against him, your head still bowed but no longer obscured. 

“Sweetheart,” Kazuha tries again, pressing his lips to your neck and holding you close. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Talk to me, love, please.”

You laugh breathlessly, though it comes out as more of a wheeze. How amusing— mere seconds ago, it had been you pleading so desperately.

“’m okay, Kazu,” you murmur. A hand of yours twitches, trying to raise, and Kazuha immediately twines his fingers with yours to give the back of it a kiss. “Sorry, I just… need to catch my breath.”

“No need to apologize.” He squeezes you reassuringly, resuming his soft kisses. “Do you want to stop?”

You shake your head. “Just need to breathe real quick,” you say.  He presses a kiss to the crown of your head and rests his cheek on you, falling into comfortable (if not still a bit worried) silence. Kazuha holds you and draws circles on your skin, more soothing than sensual, and when you regain feeling in your arm, you take it and cup the side of his face, pulling him to where you can reach.

He stills, watching you with a half-lidded gaze as you press a fleeting kiss to his lips. “Good to go?”

You nod, less weary after a few moments of rest, and give him another quick smooch. Endearingly, he tries to chase it, and there’s a laugh caught in your throat.  “Yes, please..”

He laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Still want me to be rough with you?”

Again, you nod. You catch his gaze and give him your best pleading face— “Can you kiss me first, though?”

“So polite,” he murmurs, and a shiver travels up your spine. As you asked, he presses his lips to yours in the way that has your heart feeling like it’s about to burst, swallowing each whine and groan that escapes you.

His cock, no less harder than it had been earlier, twitches. As you kiss, he thrusts shallowly, accustoming you once more to his length. There’s no rush as he kisses you and works himself back into you, and after a while— 

You fucking moan, eyes widening as the full length of his cock fucks its way into you. He stretches you so nicely, leaving you gasping as his hips pin yours down and you squirm.

You escape from the kiss to fall forward on the table, your thighs clenching as your moans and gasps start back up. Kazuha keeps fucking you like he never stopped— he pounds himself in and out of you, making you whine and groan and squeak every time he opens you up. A hand finds your thigh, the loud smack! of it echoing in the room. His hand digs into the meat of it, squeezing hard enough for you to gasp. 

“What— ha— what do you want, baby?” Kazuha murmurs into your ear, draping himself across your back, making himself feel whole inches deeper inside you. 

“Full—“ you whine, when he pushes back in and fucking grinds his hips against yours. “Wanna be full wanna— ah!— be stuffed wanna cum— Kazu I want you to fill me with your cum please please please—“

“Anything else?”

There’s barely anything in your head— just thoughts of his cock and his cum and how fucking deep he is. Tears form in your eyes and your legs tremble, but you have to at least try. 

“Want you to breed me,” you gasp, pushing back the slightest bit, “I want your cum to drip out and —haah— want you to fuck it back inside. Wanna be choked. Please.” 

Kazuha groans, his one hand finding its way from your thigh and around your neck. “Breathe in for me, baby. Now exhale— good, ” he says before it tightens around the sides of your throat, effectively giving you the lightheadedness you so desire.

You squirm in his hold, a hand wrapping around his wrist, just holding. When he flexes his grip, he doesn’t miss how your insides tighten.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, baby. Gonna breed you until you’re nice and full,” Kazuha says, drawing his hips back then fucking back into you all at once, pulling you back onto his cock until you see stars. The pace he sets has you shaking in his hold, your eyes rolling back with every rough thrust of his hips. Whines and gasps force their way around the hold on your throat, and wet sobs of “Kazuha, Kazuha— ah! Kazu, please,” each time he stretches you out with his cock and brushes the deepest part of you. If he cums that deep inside, you think hazily, you’re going to be so full.

With Kazuha’s pace stirring up the overstim from your past orgasms, your release comes within sight in no time. Each of his thrusts hits exactly where you need it to have your spine feel like gelatin and your toes curling. Tears of pleasure gather and spill past your lashes as you lose yourself, getting closer and closer to coming undone on his cock. 

“You’re breathtaking when you cry,” a kiss is pressed to your cheek, so tender and at odds with how his cock buried inside of you has your legs shaking. The hand around your neck squeezes, enough to have you gasp, as he draws himself out of you until only the head of his cock remains before pulling you into his next thrust.

“You want to cum right, baby? Go ahead then— I’ll fill you up right after, I promise.” And oh the way he says it is so sweet, and the clench around the sides of your neck makes you lightheaded and tunnel visions you on how full you feel and how good your boyfriend fucks you that it all comes to a head.

With a whine of his name, you shut your eyes and cum— so hard, you might as well have blacked out then and there. Kazuha rubs your back with his free hand, murmuring how you’re so good for him, how you’re squeezing his cock so well and right and making him feel so good. Do you know how good you’re making him feel, baby? There’s a hitch in his breath, a strangled moan, before he spills his cum inside of you, filling you up to the brim and making you feel so warm and full. 

Kazuha swears under his breath as he eases you off his cock, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of his cum spilling out from your hole and down your thighs. Your legs still twitch from the remnants of your orgasm, paired with all the ones before it. 

“You did well taking all my cum,” he says softly, easing you off the table and into his arms, careful not to jostle your exhausted state. 

You’re drowsy— eyes barely able to stay open. Things are a blur from there— sometime between point A and point B, you find yourself in your bed, swaddled in blankets, so warm and comfortable. You feel Kazuha press a kiss to your temple, and before you fall into a deep sleep, the last thing you hear is— “Rest well, sweetheart. I love you.”

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[seelestia]

★彡 ❝𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄?❞

❝𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭?❞

SUMMARY. prompt 1: "can you kiss me?" — such a simple request they are all too ready to fulfill.

CHARACTERS. ayato, kazuha, childe, thoma.

GENRE. cotton candy fluff, established relationship.

CW. use of pet names.

THOUGHTS. my entry for the sweet 'n spice collab by @bluexiao and @anantaru <3 + so tempted to make a part two of this and include all the other men like a two-part multi post.... hmm. (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )

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AYATO can't resist the amused chuckles fleeing his lips. My my, such boldness that he feels the need to add an abundance more instead of that one kiss you've so politely asked for. But you can already feel it; that playful smile of his that is begging to show itself. You huff, "I want just one kiss please, thank you." And that's when Ayato finally lets loose of his restraints, chuckling delightedly to his heart's content. "Oh? I haven't uttered a word yet, my love," he smiles. But you've loved him long enough to know his mind like the back of your hand, and he's loved you long enough to know that you're right.

KAZUHA smiles as if he has been waiting for your command. "If you'd allow me," he holds you so gently you could've mistaken yourself as a precious item in his hands that he wishes not to break at all costs. And you're right, Kazuha kisses you as if you were the treasure he has spent years searching for because that's exactly what you are. Sweet, sweet treasure he keeps in his heart and with his lips, shall he declare his love for you.

CHILDE never misses the chance to turn it into a little game. Say no more, it's a game of whack-a-mole to him and those giggles trickling from your lips are the rewards he obtains in success. "Tartaglia, you're tickling me," you push his face away, but the way you laugh only further betrays your attempted indignance. "That's the point, silly," he leans into your hand that rests on his cheek with a winning grin. Tartaglia gets the rewards he wished for and that exasperated yet fond smile on your face makes them all worth it.

THOMA extends his arms towards you, an open invitation into his embrace. When it comes to you, saying no is barely an option for him. Yet, as you dive into his arms, Thoma can't help but wonder; as he asks, "Did I do something today?" Was the dinner he made last night exceptionally good? Or was it for folding your clothes this morning? But there is no need to thank him— "No, I just wanted to kiss you," you mutter. Ah, his heart flutters as realization dawns, "Aha, you're being too cute right now." Yes, his heart is still running a mile but that's alright.

─ ⊹ ⊱ ・・・・・・☆・・・・・・・⊰ ⊹ ─

© SEELESTIA, july 2022. do not repost, plagiarize, translate nor claim as your own.

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[ddarker-dreams]

Scaramouche x Reader.  Word count: 600. 

This is for an event hosted by @anantaru & @bluexiao​ 💖💖

Scaramouche has this thing — you don’t know exactly what else to call it — where he can make even the most innocuous statement sound grating. It’s a phenomenon that could honestly use some serious study. Maybe it’s the pitch he uses, or how he always looks so smug when he’s flirting with you (gross), but it drives you wild. Not in an unhinged, sexy way. More like a feral-raccoon-hissing-when-you-come-across-it-in-an-alley-eating-trash sort of way. He must be into it, because he’s never made an effort to remedy this fault of his.

Case in point, the man looks you in the eye and actually says: 

“Enjoying the view?” 

He must interpret your silence as some sort of successful spell cast. Though he may not gloat verbally, his body language tells the story for you clearly. His chest is puffed up and he stands akimbo, grinning at you from ear to ear. You put your hands up, like you’re preparing to admit to the most heinous of crimes, further feeding his ego. 

“I was, actually, yes,” you confirm, much to his disbelief. What boldness! What tenacity! He’s probably thinking he needs to up his game, you can see it on his face. And then you finish your sentence. “So would you mind moving over to the right a little? I’m missing the sunset.” 

For further emphasis, you make a little scooch motion with your hands. Just some salt to sprinkle on the wound, ensuring it’s nice and seasoned. 

They say people experience grief in a plethora of ways. Some break down, unable to handle the weight of reality, whereas others lash out and extend their agony to others. Not Scaramouche. His is a cold grief, chilling you to the bone. He glares down at you and you feel more like the trash than the rabid raccoon in your earlier metaphor. Oh, he’s blushing too, from embarrassment or frustration, you couldn’t hope to discern which. You don’t need to know the specifics. 

What you do know is that he’s probably going to be sulky and moody the rest of the night unless you act fast. 

You rush to your feet, dust the sand off your thighs, and approach. Running on the beach is an awkward endeavor, but your fight or flight response makes it easier. Soon enough, you’re right in front of your dejected lover, who is refusing to make eye contact. 

You place your hands on his shoulders and move him over to the right a few paces. Then, you back up, making a rectangle with the thumb and pointer finger of both your hands in a mock kamera with him at the center. 

“And there we go,” you announce with a nod. “The loveliest sight I’ve ever seen. Yeah, I don’t think anything will outdo this.” 

The warm light of evening illuminates his features in a soft, flattering manner. This is paired with the gentle ocean breeze ruffling through his dark hair and his eyes that almost seem to glow whenever you approach. Waves crash behind him, a darker blue than the cloudless sky above. It’s beyond lovely. Had you been a painter, he’d make for the perfect muse. 

“... You really think so?” 

It’s when he leaves behind that prideful thing that you’re reminded of why you’re head over heels for him. While you admire both the oyster and the pearl hiding inside it, it’s difficult not to be somewhat partial to the latter. There’s vulnerability, and most importantly, there’s humanity. Glimpses of shimmers that are worth the trouble of prying open. 

“Without a doubt.” 

You hope he believes it too. 

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[versadies]

「 BE WITH YOU ! 」

SALUTATIONS. BE WITH YOU!

ADDRESSED. tartaglia, kaeya alberich, scaramouche, and thoma (w/ gn!reader)

STAMPS/SYPNOSIS. 4 characters, 4 different drabbles, 4 (almost failed) attempts of fluffiness <33

CONTENT. fluff/no-angst, spoilers to scaramouche’s real name, ooc characters, mentions of being sick (kaeya), mentions of violence/fighting (childe), second hand embarrassment (scaramouche), slight crack (scaramouche), harbinger!reader, novelist!reader, adventurer!reader

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POST-SCRIPT. came back from buying milk just to write this b4 today ends (def did not deadass crammed this 🤡🤡🤡) anywayz hope you enjoy <333 !!! this fic is for @bluexiao & @anantaru ’s sweet 'n spice collab :DDDD

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Sometimes, you often wonder what goes on inside CHILDE’s head.

Most days — if not everyday — without fail, the 11th Harbinger would often come to you and bother you for the sake of having a duel with him by the training grounds, something that you always weren’t in a mood for.

Sure, it’s established that you’re much stronger than him — but so are most of his seniors. It didn’t make sense for him to bug you of all people to fight him besides the fact that you’re the same age as him.

“Care to have a fight with me?” The harbinger asks for the nth time as he follows you around Zapolyarny Palace much to your dismay.

“No.”

“Aw come on! It’ll be great, don’t you want to let out some steam? I could destroy the world for you to fight me ag—”

“No. Don’t you have some work to do, Tartaglia?” You said, walking towards your office. “Go ask someone else to fight. I’m not in the mood for your silly antics.”

“But I want you!”

You stop your tracks and turn towards his direction with a raised eyebrow, causing him to realize his words and stop his tracks as well.

“…Wait, I didn’t mean it like that.”

You would’ve believed it, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s covering half of his face that’s obviously red.

Huh, cute.

You try to stop yourself from grinning at the sight of the now flustered harbinger.

“My my, I didn’t know the 11th Harbinger would see me that way. If you want me so bad, you’ll have to do a lot more than just ask me out to fight.” You teased, not meaning any of those words. You just want to see him getting more flustered, nothing more, nothing less (at least that’s what you want to believe).

Unnoticed by you, Childe’s eyes widen a little. He did get flustered, but your words left more than just embarrassment for your comrade.

It left him a signal. A sign that he can shoot his shot with you!

You watched the ginger-haired man, who now has a new idea and determination, run away from you. You thought he left out of embarrassment like you hoped, but a part of you thought otherwise.

You shrug to yourself before continuing walking towards your office. Oh well, we’ll just have to see next time when he decides to bother me again. You thought, unaware that you just made things escalate more and gave Childe a reason to start asking you to go on dates with him instead of fights.

Today’s a lovely day.

Not only are you free to do what you want after finishing your tasks, but you also have all the time in the world to relax without a certain Cavalry Captain bothering you for reasons unknown.

“( Name ), care to deliver this to KAEYA Alberich’s home?”

Or so you thought.

You slowly look at Sara with a “really?” look on your face, looking at the packed meal your colleague dropped by the counter. “Care to ask why you want me to do that?” You asked.

Sara giggles in response. “Well for starters, you’re one of the only adventurers that’s available at the moment and have nothing to do.” She said as she started cooking up another meal. “Besides, this one’s sort of important. It turns out that Kaeya got sick, so he needs some soup for him to eat.”

You raise an eyebrow. You didn’t hear anything about Kaeya getting sick… Is that why he hasn’t come around Good Hunter for the past few days?

Sara notices the look on your face, giving you a teasing look. “What? Concerned for him?”

You feel your cheeks warming up, grabbing the packed meal instantly. “Of course not. I’ll be back soon.”

Or so you thought once again.

It took a while to look for the cavalry captain’s home, but you could’ve gone back instantly once Kaeya opened the door and grabbed his meal, if it weren’t for him dragging you inside for you to suddenly become his caretaker.

“I’m starting to think you only ordered the soup because you wanted me here.” You commented with a raised eyebrow as you blew the soup gently before moving the spoon towards his mouth.

“Is that what you think? I wouldn’t mind that enticing thought.” He retorts with a small smirk before opening his mouth to eat the soup.

“You can eat the soup yourself, Alberich.” You rolled your eyes,

He swallows his food. “How can I do that when I’m terribly sick?” Kaeya asks with a chuckle.

You rolled your eyes once again before feeding him. “Because you can, you’ve done it for the past few days, haven't you? You only used this opportunity to make me spoon feed you.”

“If that’s what you want to believe, ( Name ).”

Yet despite knowing the fact that Kaeya is capable of taking care of himself (after catching him opening a bottle of wine while standing up), you found yourself sticking with him the whole day, helping him in every way you can (not without you two replying to each other’s comments every now and then).

As much as you didn’t want to admit, you missed talking to the cavalry captain after not seeing him for a while. It’s no lie that you always find yourself spending time with him despite always claiming he’s just trying to find a way to tease you whenever he gets the opportunity to.

Perhaps that’s why you’ve been unknowingly smiling the whole day, something that Kaeya noticed very well.

By the time night comes, it is time for you to come home.

“I have to go now.” You said, packing your things up. “You’ll… be alright here alone, right?”

“Why? Are you worried?” Kaeya comments teasingly.

You chuckled in response. “In your dreams. I’ll come back tomorrow morning with breakfast.”

“Oh what would I do without the ever so caring ( Name )?”

“Crash and burn, maybe.” You then bid Kaeya goodbye before walking out from his room.

If only you knew it’s the world he’d crush and burn had it not been for you.

I could destroy the world for you.

It’s no lie among those in Inazuma that THOMA has a huge crush on you, an infamous novelist.

People could see how the way he looks at you is reserved for you. Whenever you’re in the same room or area as him, he can’t stop looking at you even if he doesn't want to. He’d sometimes suddenly just smiles when you come to his thoughts out of nowhere, feel like he’s on the verge to faint from even just talking to you—

Ah, he’s so helplessly in love!

Every week, he’d come to where you are and help you with whatever you need, be it shopping out with you, cleaning your place, taking care of your plants, accompanying you on your daily strolls around the city, and so on. It’s honestly one of the only ways he gets to spend time with you and hopefully get to know you more.

The thing is, you really thought he was just doing this because he’s a fan of your work and because of how he always helps people out, so you never considered that he’s doing this because he has a thing for you. He probably sees you as a weirdo for your exaggerated words.

A shame really, you have a thing for him.

It wasn’t until he confessed when you realized how wrong you were about him.

The two of you arrive at your home after having dinner together at Komore's Teahouse when Thoma suddenly confesses out loud.

“What?” You ask in disbelief, eyes widened in surprise.

Thoma shyly looks away from your gaze, laughing nervously. “I have… feelings for you, ( Name ). I want to be more than just friends, but if that’s not what you want then—”

“Why wouldn’t I want that?”

The blonde-haired man looks at you in surprise. “What?”

You start to grin, cheeks warming up. “I have feelings for you too, you silly man.”

Thoma’s eyes brighten. “Re-Really?”

You laugh at his reactions. “Yes. I love you just like one of my characters loves their love interest in the story, I could destroy the world for you!”

He laughs at your exaggeration. “Oh I wouldn’t want you to do that.”

“Take me out on another date next week, then maybe I won’t destroy the world.” You said teasingly.

He nods eagerly. “How does 15:00 on Wednesday sound? My treat of course!”

As SCARAMOUCHE’s lover, you are not exempted from his harsh demeanor.

Of course, his treatment towards you isn’t as harsh as how he treats others, and you really didn’t mind since his “harsh” words don't affect you. Besides, should there be a situation where he’d cross the line, he’d apologize through physical affection and a sweet quiet apology.

You really didn’t mind, because there are many things as to why you love your lover so much and many things for him to show you that he cares.

He just came back to your shared home when he noticed how you didn’t greet him, much to his confusion. He looked everywhere the house and found you by the bedroom, wiping your eyes as if there are te—

Are you crying?

“Why is this happening to me?” You asked quietly as you tried your best to wipe your tears away, your back facing him.

Scaramouche didn’t know what to do, wondering what on Earth is making you so sad. Is it because of something he said before he left? Is it because of your insecurities? Or… Is it because someone hurt you?

He doesn’t really know what’s wrong, humans are so complicated with their emotions and feelings.

But.. He wants to be here for you.

He slowly walks towards you hesitantly before giving you a hug from behind, causing you to gasp in surprise.

“Kunikuzushi? What…?”

“I’m here for you.” He said quietly, trying to not feel embarrassed. “I don’t know why you’re crying but if it’s because of something I said, I’m sorry. I… I didn’t know you got affected by it, I’ll try harder on not hurting your feelings anymore. But if it’s because of someone, you know I could destroy the world for you, rig—”

“What are you talking about?” You asked, turning around to face your lover. “I’m crying because I was yawning a lot.”

…

Oh.

Scaramouche feels like a part of his soul passed away when he heard your reason.

“…So you’re not sad?”

You furrow your eyebrows. “No…?”

He immediately turns away from your direction. “I’m gonna go out again.”

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[onemillionvolts]

— on the second floor —

18+. MDNI. my lil entry for @bluexiao & @anantaru 's sweet & spice collab! this was super fun <33

kaeya alberich + f!reader

warnings: public sex, fingering, voyeurism mention(?), creampie / wc: 2.1k

you can't help but watch in awe as kaeya sheaths his sword back into its holster. his breath is heavy, yet he looks as if he's barely broken a sweat, despite fending off the entire horde of hilichurls on his own.

he looks like he was pulled straight out of a bard's tale, or cinematic painting; the way the setting sun beams down on him is akin to a spotlight, one that's very well deserved. finally, kaeya turns his attention back to you, back to the walk you two had been enjoying before the rude interruption of hilichurls. it's like the attack never happened, with how nonchalant kaeya is about the whole situation.

"you know, y/n, we make a pretty good team." he mentions, hands stuffing in his pockets. you can't tell the tone of his statement—knowing kaeya, it should be sarcastic, especially considering the fact that you didn't do anything in the prior conflict. but it doesn't sound sarcastic; in fact, it sounds very genuine, something that isn't all too common from the cavalry captain. you tilt your head up at him, offering a retort.

"what do you mean? i didn't even do anything, you had them all beat by the time i even got my weapon out..."

he shrugs, offering you a soft chortle and a smile to pair with it. "well... it's the thought that counts!" he asserts with a nod. "anyways, anyways, what's a good victory without a reward? why don't we go celebrate at the angel's share?"

you can't stifle the giggle that comes from you—kaeya's so predictable, and it's endearing to you. you nod with a soft curve of your lips, taking ahold of kaeya's hand as the two of you make your way to the tavern. it's packed, as is normal for the angel's share, patrons with varying levels of sobriety inhabiting the first floor of the establishment.

hand-in-hand with you, kaeya struts up to the bar, using his free hand to fish in his pocket for some spare mora. "we'll have two death after noons, keep the change." he announces, setting the small stack of mora on the flat surface in front of him. as the bartender prepares the beverages, kaeya turns to you. "a little crowded down here, no? why don't we head to the second floor?"

"that sounds good," you respond with a hum, entirely ignorant to kaeya's ulterior motive. the second floor of angel's share is rarely occupied; the place is big enough that the first floor is perfect to accomodate everyone. so with a little privacy, kaeya figures... what reason is there to not reward you for always sticking by him through thick and thin?

your drinks are ready after a few moments of waiting, and kaeya takes one in each hand. he ushers you up to the second floor of the tavern, which, lo and behold, is entirely devoid of patrons. kaeya smirks at this fact, bringing the drinks to a table. one that's riiiight in the corner, perfect to be hidden away, to blend in should anyone decide to come wandering upstairs. kaeya sits down in the booth, patting the seat next to him, giving you the rightaway to sit beside him.

"darling?"

he muses, earning a questioning "hmm," in response from you.

"do you know why i wanted to come up here?" he interrogates, sickly sweet smirk plastered on his pretty lips. you shake your head, looking quizically at him as you take a sip of your drink. kaeya's firm hand moves to your inner thigh, eyes narrowing with impure intent.

he leans in, close, his lips mere inches away from your ear. "so i can fuck you right here in this booth, of course."

your cheeks heat up, and you part your thighs a little further. kaeya's hand travels up your skirt, grazing over your clothed cunt with a cheeky grin. "you deserve it after that encounter earlier." his tone is lower than it was before, sending shivers down your spine and causing your cunt to grow slicker. his middle finger lazily plays with your clit through your panties, a throaty chuckle emerging from him as you lean against his chest even more, his head craning to nuzzle against yours.

kaeya's fingers peel your panties to the side, a soft 'fuck' escaping him as his digits make contact with your bare, messy cunt. he revels in how wet you already are for him, how softly you whimper when he teases a finger against your slit. you let out a gasp as he finally pushes a digit in, following up with a second one soon after.

his fingers pump in and out of you, soft moans of pleasure spilling from your lips—that is, until kaeya's own lips connect with yours, practically shoving his tongue into your mouth. it's sloppy, as is the way he fingers you, pushing his digits into your needy cunt, curling them, just so he can make you squirm. your walls are soaked around his fingers, sensitive and slick as he fingers you, continuing to share a heated embrace as well.

your eyes squeeze shut as kaeya's fingers tease your insides, calculated as they go back and forth, his tongue swirling around yours over and over. you manage a "please," against his lips, your hand grazing over the significant bulge in his pants, the outline of his already stiff cock not leaving much to the imagination.

"please what?" kaeya teases, smirking against your lips as he curls his fingers again, drawing a soft shudder from you. he pulls his lips from yours, a string of saliva still connecting the two of you. "need... need you," is all that you can whine out, cut off by a shaky moan as kaeya's thumb rubs against your clit.

you let out a small gasp when he pulls his calloused fingers from your depths, feeling rather empty as he tugs at the fabric of your panties with those same digits. you know exactly what he's instructing—in your desperate state, you don't dare to disobey for even one second. as you slip your panties down your quaking thighs, kaeya is quick to undress himself just enough; unbuckling his belt at a speed you didn't even know he was capable of, tugging his pants and underwear down to his lower thighs, just enough to free his aching cock, stood tall and twitching with need.

of course, you're well aware of what to do—you shift yourself onto his lap, needily grinding against his stiff cock, leaking with precum. kaeya takes you by your hips, so very gentle as he lowers you onto his cock, inch by inch. "go on, you can take it.. be a good girl for me, okay?" he coos, sweet as ever in your ear. "see," he hums after finally bottoming out inside of your tight cunt, "we make a perfect team, right?"

the smirk on his face is smug, but you barely even notice it. your eyes are glossed over as you adjust to his throbbing length, hips needily squirming against his grasp. once you're settled on his cock, kaeya begins to guide your hips up and down, taking complete control—not that you mind. your hands move to the edge of the table behind you, careful as to not knock down the untouched drinks that rest on the flat surface. kaeya has complete control of you, his hands' grip is tight on your hips as he brings you down on his cock, expression lit up with lust as he handles you with such expertise.

his hips begin to move up against you every time he lowers yours, fucking up into you, which only heightens the sensation. your moans are soft, soft enough to be drowned out by the clamoring and loud chatter of tavern customers below you. the both of you are thankful for it—the sheer amount of noise blankets any sounds that may indict you two, whether it be your moans, the occasional grunt that slips kaeya's lips, or the delicious squelch of his cock bullying your slick walls.

a whimper of kaeya's name flows from your mouth, one which prompts the knight to lean in, devilish look still adorning his face. "shh shh, wouldn't want to get caught, would you? hmm.. maybe you would?" he teases, cock still gliding against your gummy walls with each upward thrust. you bite down on your lip, trying to prevent any more potentially noticeable sounds from coming out. in spite of your best efforts, you can't stop the occasional moan that escapes you when kaeya's hips jerk upward just right—you thank the archons for the loud clamoring coming from downstairs, giving the two of you as much cover as you need.

still, you're cautious with your sounds as you grind against kaeya's thrusts, eyes struggling to stay opened and focused on him, the satisfaction he brings you with each thrust becoming too much to bear.

it isn't long before his hands cradle your ass, and he flips the two of you around; you're now lying on the booth with kaeya atop you, and he's in full control. the strokes of his hips are deep, they're something you'd expect in the comfort of your own bed with him, not in a booth in the angel's share. it feels too good for you to care, though, his cock seemingly pushing deeper into you with each flawless thrust. his breaths grow heavier with each slam of his hips, though the burning lust in his eyes never falters. your legs wrap tight around kaeya's hips, pulling him even deeper into you—he finds this quite amusing, just how needy you are for him, despite your surroundings.

"someone could catch us at any moment," he chimes into your ear, not daring to stop the lewd back-and-forth of his hips, "and yet here you are, so desperate for more..." kaeya continues as if he's not guilty of the same offense that he teases you for; there's nothing he'd rather be doing right now than burying himself balls deep into your weeping cunt, even in public. it shouldn't turn him on as much as it does, but he can't help how he thinks about it—the thought of someone walking in on him fucking you in such a way, it sends him into a spiral.

"taking it like such a good girl," kaeya praises, voice low and slightly strained as he tries to deny himself of what he knows is inevitable—he can feel himself getting close, but he so badly wants to prolong the moment. your legs are shaky, barely maintaining the tight wrap around his thighs... not that it matters anyways, though, kaeya's thrusts would be divine either way.

as you get closer to your own release, you find it more and more difficult to suppress your sinful noises, a few drawn-out moans accidentally breaching your lips. "shh shh, babygirl," kaeya grumbles into your ear, his own voice unsteady as he continues sinking his cock deep into you, "wouldn't want to get caught now, would you? then all of mondstadt would surely know our dirty little secret..."

the risk only turns you on further, your walls slick around kaeya's cock as he thrusts in and out, stretching you perfectly with every rut of his hips. his lips meet yours, muffling your soft moans and preventing any sounds from leaving him. with every stroke, both of you inch ever closer to your much-needed releases, bodies growing warmer as they press against each other.

you simply can't take it any longer, cumming around kaeya's cock with no warning, your walls wrapping around his girth as you grind against him, his thrusts only propelling your orgasm to new heights.

"'nna cum," the groan against your lips is his only warning before he does, cumming deep inside of you with a long sigh, continuing to fuck you as he rides out his orgasm, not halting until the both of you are equally satisfied. only then does kaeya pull out, cheeks just as warm as yours as he tucks his softening cock back into his pants, stuffing a couple of fingers into you without notice, pushing his cum back inside you.

the cavalry captain's breath is heavy as he leans in, lips softly grazing your own. "that was fun, don't you agree?" he coos, face mere inches from yours as he looks you deep in your eyes. you can only give him a nod, too fucked out to manage a verbal response. he chortles in retort, "that's what i thought, sweetheart."

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