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the-scythes-pen · 1 year
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Just a Little More
Alhaitham x Reader with a surprise guest at the end
Smut; fingering, exhibitionism, squirting.
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"Unless you want Kaveh to see you like this," a deep, husky voice rung in your ear, "then I suggest you keep quiet."
You had to hold back a breathy gasp as you felt the tips of Alhaitham's lithe fingers push the fabric of your panties between your folds, teasing your entrance with the material and the pressure of his fingers as he drags his pads slowly up and down your hole. You could already tell you were soaking wet.
"Ugh, I'm always the one to clean up around here!!" You could hear Kaveh shout from the kitchen, "and why am I always the one to have to cook dinner!? Why can't you cook for once?!"
Alhaitham paid no mind to the nagging from his roommate; instead, his chin rested upon your shoulder as he pressed his chest into your back, an arm around your waist to hold you still as his fingers danced along your sex. You yourself could barely listen to Kaveh; both hyper aware of his presence yet too lost in the bliss of feeling the Scribe's touch. Your mind felt muddled, foggy; too lost in the fog of arousal to really focus on anything except Alhaitham.
His fingers were splayed across your folds, pressing into you despite the delicate touch of his middle finger barely ghosting over your clothed clit. The tip of it running slow, wide circles just around the edge of the bud, obviously trying to draw out your need.
"'Haitham... please..." You managed to whisper. What you were asking for, whether it was for him to just touch you already or whether you wanted him to stop- you weren't sure. All the Scribe responded with was a hum; one of satisfaction and one of encouragement, as if to say "go on, tell me what you want".
You could hear the banging of pots and pans along with more irritated grumbling coming from the kitchen. You squirmed in Alhaitham's hold, your hands clawing at his forearms as you tried to steady your breathing and your mind.
"Please... J-Just touch me already..." You mumbled, desperately, and Alhaitham let out an amused huff before you felt his lips connect with the side of your neck and his fingers remove themselves from your sex. You almost whined when you felt his hand remove itself from under the waistband of your pants.
"If you want more, you're going to have to do it my way." He said huskily; his other arm now releasing your waist only for both his hands to find the waistband of your pants, thumbs hooking into both it and your panties before attempting to drag them downward.
"W-Wait-! Kaveh-"
"He'll be a while. He needs to be constantly watching the pot to make sure it turns out well. You'll be fine... unless of course, you want him to see you like this."
You shifted, unsure of how to proceed until you heard the water running from the sink in the kitchen. Surely Alhaitham would be merciful and let you finish quickly... right?
You bit your lip, lifting your hips up so the Scribe could pull down your pants and underwear. Except he didn't stop at your thighs, or your knees... He kept going, and before you knew it you were helping him pull your clothes completely off; your slick sex now exposed to the warm air of the living room.
"J-Just be quick..." You mumbled, to which the Scribe let out another hum before he readjusted you in his lap, putting your legs overtop of his to spread you open.
If Kaveh were to walk in, he would get the most perfect view of your wet pussy.
Alhaitham's arm snaked around your waist again to pull you flush against him, while his other hand returned to it's rightful place over your sex. A single finger rubbed overtop of your labia, dragging oh-so-deliciously up and down your folds as if to tease you into begging him to just fuck you already.
You nearly jolted in his grasp when you felt the pad of his finger push into the top of your slit, slipping past your folds to press into the erected bud that begged for attention. He spread apart your folds with his index and ring fingers, while the very tip of his middle finger ghosted around your clit in circles.
"Where did you even put the onions?!" Kaveh shouted from the kitchen. You could hear the sound of a knife on wood; the rhythmic chopping of ingredients complimenting the sound of a sizzling pot.
"Where I usually put them." Alhaitham responded coolly, as if he didn't have you spread wide open for anyone to see as he touched you so lewdly. You had to stifle a moan as you suddenly felt him push his finger harshly into your clit, suddenly rubbing intense circles into the bud.
Damned bastard wanted you to moan. To alert Kaveh to your predicament.
"They aren't there-! Oh, nevermind..."
And just like that, the Scribe's touch was gentle again. His middle finger back to barely touching you; merely a whisper of a touch around your clit. You whined at the sudden loss of stimulation, but Alhaitham was quick to rectify that. His fingerpad pushed back the hood of your clit, gently rubbing horizontally across the even more sensitive area at the base of the bud. You squirmed in his hold again, feeling your pussy ache to be filled.
"You're really enjoying this, aren't you? Not that I mind, I just didn't expect you to be this aroused just by me touching your clit." He said lowly into your ear, causing you to whine as he pushed his finger downwards to your entrance, collecting the slick that coated you before returning to the sensitive base of your clit.
"You're so wet for me, aren't you? Perhaps I should do this more often."
You couldn't help but continue to squirm, desperate for more stimulation then just the gentle touch of his finger. You wanted- needed more- so much more. Your hips bucked upward, causing Alhaitham to chuckle under his breath.
"You really are quite needy today, aren't you? Very well, I guess I can indulge you."
Suddenly his ring finger removed itself from the side of your cunt, joining his middle finger in rubbing over your entrance. Your breath halted as you anticipated the plunge of his fingers into your needy pussy.
"I know you're desperate, but try to keep quiet, would you?"
And just like that, his fingers were buried to the hilt between your walls. You could barely hold back your moan.
His fingers dragged themselves back out, the now slick pads running up your entrance and over your clit before pushing back downwards and back inside your cunt. He pushed them firmly against your upper wall, pushing them slowly deeper within you before dragging them back out again. This time, he didn't move to drag them over your clit, instead he pushed them back inside. Your cunt greedily sucked them in as if your life depended on it.
You could hear the sizzling and spitting of a boiling pot, and the muffled sound of Kaveh humming to himself as he cooked. Your walls clenched tighter around Alhaitham's fingers.
"I wonder what got you so worked up. Was it that I decided to take you here on the couch? Were you just that desperate for my attention? Or.... do you like the thought of Kaveh seeing you like this?"
Your eyes squeezed shut as your cunt betrayed your thoughts, squeezing around his fingers again at the thought.
"I wonder what he would say if he were to see you, his dear friend, spread open and being fingered like this..."
His fingers pushed faster into your messy cunt, now angling more upwards so he could repeatedly jab the tips into your g-spot. You let out a quiet moan as he progressively started to speed up.
"Do you think he would like to watch? Perhaps he'd even like to join? He hasn't brought home anyone since he moved in; I'm sure he's almost as desperate as you."
You couldn't help it- your mouth hung open as you let out strained gasps and moans. You tried to keep quiet, to keep your noises in check, but even if you managed to remain completely silent- the squelching of his thrusts into your wet pussy would have filled the quiet room regardless.
"Alhaitham-!" You whisper-shouted, "slower, it's too loud....!" Your fingernails dug into his forearms as your pussy clenched around him again.
"I don't see how that's my problem."
"Alhaitham-!" You let out a gasp, a loud one, as his pace sped up even more. The very top of his palm now laid flush against your clit, rubbing into it as he pounded into your spongy upper wall.
Fuck, he was going to make you cum hard. You could feel it building faster and faster with each passing second.
"When do you think (Y/N) will be here? Shouldn't they have arrived by now?" Kaveh shouted from the kitchen.
"Oh, I think they'll be cumming any minute now."
You would have scowled at the double entendre if you weren't so close; your body hanging on the very precipice of orgasm. You squirmed in Alhaitham's hold; you tried to keep your legs open despite how desperately they wanted to close, you tried to keep your desperate mewls in check lest Kaveh hear you, you tried-
Your ears perked up at the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway. You gasped, now clawing at Alhaitham's arm for him to stop lest you be discovered, your legs desperately trying to close but being pushed even wider apart as the Scribe pushed his own legs apart.
You squirmed, the footsteps just outside the doorway now, but your bucking hips and desperately fluttering pussy gave away just how close you were; as if each step Kaveh took to getting closer to seeing you was pushing you over the edge.
Alhaitham's fingers sped up, his entire arm now moving with the force of every thrust. There was no doubt that Kaveh could hear the wet clicking of your pussy from where he was now.
"Cum."
It wasn't a suggestion, it was an order.
"Hey, what's that-"
You squeezed your eyes shut as they met the ruby hues of Kaveh's; throwing your head to the side to avoid his gaze as you came hard around Alhaitham's fingers. The hand he had around your waist swiftly moved up to grab your jaw and forcefully turn your head back towards Kaveh; and your eyes peeked open just enough to see the stupefied look on the architect's face as he watched you cum. As he watched you squirt; the force of Alhaitham's thrusts causing the fluid to gush out of you and soak into the fabric of the sofa below you.
Kaveh's face went beet red. His eyes were locked on the way your cunt greedily took Alhaitham's fingers.
You panted hard, your body covered in sweat as you started to come down from such an intense high. You shut your eyes again to avoid Kaveh's embarrassing stare.... as if you didn't enjoy the way he seemed mesmerized by your intense and messy orgasm.
Alhaitham clicked his tongue as his fingers slowed their pace; his grip on your jaw loosening before falling back down to it's place on your waist, your head rolling back to rest on his shoulder. He made sure to drag out your orgasm as long as he could before he pulled his fingers out, accompanied by a click of his tongue in disapproval.
"You made a mess. See?"
Despite your exhaustion, you peeked your eyes open to see the Scribe spreading his fingers apart infront of you; covered in slick and cream and connected by strands of fluids.
His fingers danced before your eyes right over Kaveh's face.
You could feel the burn of your cheeks as you shut your eyes; trying your best to steady your racing heart and regain your ragged breath.
"Well? Are you going to stand there, or are you going to come take a closer look?"
Your eyes shot open at Alhaitham's words, your head lifting somewhat to get a better look at his roommate. You could see him gulp, his gaze shifting off to the side of the room. He was flustered, for sure, but you couldn't help the way your eyes drifted downwards to hover over the bulge that was steadily growing within his pants.
"U-Unlike you, I-I'm a gentleman, and I will only-"
"Kaveh..." You mumbled, eyes locked onto him as he met your gaze. He gulped again. That seemed to be all the permission he needed before he walked over to you; that adorable blush on his cheeks only darkening as he dropped to his knees before you.
His ruby eyes met your half lidded gaze, his jaw tightening momentarily before he dove forward- his tongue making contact with your creamy entrance, causing you to jerk your hips in shock.
....you don't think you'll be eating that dinner that Kaveh was preparing tonight.
Not once did he break eye contact. And you could feel Alhaitham's hands move to force your knees ever-further apart.
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Sub! Cyno X Stressed Out Dom! Male Reader X Sub! Tighnari Nsfw Headcanons
Warnings: none, I think
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A/N: this is an Nsfw sequel of Cyno X Stressed Out! Male Reader X Tighnari Fluff Headcanons, guys can check it out if you haven't already.
Aww, stressed out again Y/N? If the answer is yes you have come to the right place at the right time, because your boyfriends, Cyno and Tighnari is there to help you with your stress. How you ask? Well, them sucking your cock and shoving it in their butts
Cyno would sit on your lap before making out with you and would whisper lustful things in your ear
Tighnari is way more sluttier than Cyno, he would always ask you if you want him to strip for you, or dance in front of you naked. Anything you want to him to do to ease your stress, he'll do it
If both of them wants to be slutty for you, you would have your cock out for them and let them have at it. They love sucking your cock, but Tighnari mostly loves it when he rides on your cock
When you eventually feel better, they'll let you do whatever you want to them
These guys may be very lewd and submissive, but at least they are your boyfriends and helps you out with whatever you are dealing with
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marina-umi · 7 months
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Still super proud of this Wriolette art I posted on Patreon. If you're into Genshin Impact, you might enjoy seeing the full piece
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astravv · 4 months
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short nsfw genshin scenarios - fem reader
► cw : nsfw content
► a/n : my favorite genshin men scenarios, female reader. sorry that’s all i’ve been doing. just didn’t feel like doing gender neutral.
▰ neuvillette
neuvillette loves to bend your ass over his desk in his office. watching you dig your fingers into the wooden desk as he hits it from the back just makes him go wild. in fact, he really just loves having sex anywhere in his office. on the couches, near the bookshelf, on the balcony, he goes crazy sometimes.
neuvillette isn’t much of a freak. he just likes to take you in his place of work. gives him something to think about during the day while he’s busy.
▰ wriothesley
wriothesley loves watching you give him head. he loves to see the saliva drip down his dick from your lips as you struggle to take him in without choking.
wriothesley loves your tits. he takes them into his mouth and sucks on your nipple, making you cry out for him. he loves watching you squirm, especially when they’re sensitive or very sore. usually sore from his constant abuse towards them.
▰ dottore
dottore loves to experiment. he likes doing all different types of kinks, testing your limits and his. his favorites seem to be wax play and bondage. he really enjoys bondage. he likes to blindfold you and watch your mouth show how you’re feeling. he also loves tying up other parts of your body, such as your ankles and wrists. sometimes he handcuffs them, sometimes he does rope, sometimes zip ties, sometimes he does chains.
dottore loves when you’re trying to be dominant over him. yes, he’s experimental, but he’s very much a dominant person in bed. once you try to take over, it’s like begging him to challenge you, so it turns into a bratty situation from the both of you.
▰ alhaitham
alhaitham likes morning sex. he loves waking up and turning towards you, touching your body all over to wake you up. usually you know when he’s being extra touchy in the morning that he’s in the mood.
alhaitham loves when you are a brat. he likes pounding that attitude out of you. when you’re crying for his dick, he knows he’s won.
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Can't Sleep Love
CW: Somnophilia(F! receiving), Oral(M! and F! receiving), Knotting (M), edging/orgasm denial(M! receiving), multiple orgasms( M! and F! receiving), FLUFF, NEUVILLETE IS SWEETHEART, Petnames ( love, dear, dearest,my love, etc), reader is called princess once, Smut (obviously), Husband!Neuvillette, AFAB reader, fem reader (Reader wears a dress and heels, and has a vagina and breasts), dirty talk, praise, Neuvillette is a service top leaning towards a sub, reader is a switch, Neuvillete is prim and proper--so he's clutching his pearls, sorta scandalized when reader talks nasty. Inexperienced(??Neuvillette hasn't had anyone else as a bed partner so he's still kinda new?), Reader calls him 'Villette'.
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Cropped art. Original art belongs to @sviteer . Support the artist please.
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Neuvillette cherishes the quiet moments, like these, more than anything else.
You're both tired, you moreso, from a date night out. A lovely candlelit dinner followed by a play at the opera house. And though he held your hand through your sniffles and nodded his head sympathetically throughout the play, you knew immediately what was up when you both stepped out of the opera house to a light sprinkle.
You smiled at him, knowingly, charmingly, reaching forwards to press your lips to his cheek. And just like that the stars were out again.
And now you're home, in the bedroom, on the master bed. You fell down onto it as soon as you entered the room and haven't moved yet, even after he's exited the bathroom. It's late, after all.
Half asleep and dozing, your hands are half curled by your head, and a smile paints your face, sweet and blasé.
You are so beautiful.
He's going to take care of you.
The heels unclasp with hardly a sound; pretty little blue things you bought to match him, you had said. The dress and everything else however, he bought for you.
It makes something in his chest curl, as he carefully shimmies off your heels, as he drags his hands under the hem of your skirt to unclasp your garter belts, rubbing away the indents left there. Old, possessive feelings he thought he'd outgrown long ago.
But you are in his bed, wearing the clothes he bought for you, looking so soft and sweet there, as he rests his head on the soft plush of your thighs, breathing you in and trying not to shake with the urge to just grab you.
You always evoke these sorts of emotions from him. Something he once thought he could never understand, something to be repressed, for its unsightliness; You hold it all all up to the light and don't even flinch.
You give a little half sigh, and Neuvillette relents.
He slides your thighs apart, slowly, nudging closer to your core, swiping his long tongue over the fabric of your panties. Smooth silk and a lace pattern, the seam of your womanhood he can all  feel, but he wants to taste.
They slip off easily like they are meant to, and soon enough Neuvillette is lapping at you, smooth wet glides along your inner folds. Slick gathers under his tongue while you sigh and gasp above him, and he groans into your skin, pressing himself closer, spreading your thighs further.
"Neuvillette…? What are you, oh, archons ...." Now that won't do, he lifts his head from your skin, mouth smeared in slick, and clicks his tongue at you.
"I want to hear only my name from your lips, dear. I'm the one here with you, after all." And just the thought of them hearing; Focalor would act smug and pester him to no end, so no need. This was none of her concern nor business.
"How long have I been asleep?" 
"Not nearly long enough. I was hoping I could get you to climax whilst you still slept. Alas," he lowers himself back down, "I guess I can try another time."
He takes off his gloves, spreads your folds with his fingers and spits on your cunt, once, twice, spreading it with his tongue, before slipping a finger into your tight hole. He groans into your pussy when he feels how you flutter, the moan that leaves your lips as you fall back into the covers.
You taste sweet. It must be from the desert you had earlier. 
He thrusts his finger, feeling you clench around it, and he opens his mouth wider to have more of you, alternating between slipping his tongue in your hole alongside his fingers and sucking on your clit. Your hands fly to his hair and tug; the scalp by his horns sensitive, and heat curls in his stomach, hips twitching into a half thrust. He moans deeply, like a rumble around your clit, and you come with a cry.
He doesn't let go. He thrusts his fingers in deeper, sucking harshly around your clit, swallowing everything you have to offer. Your hands are buried in his hair, and he's practically wearing your thighs like earmuffs; the soft, thin fabric of your stockings tickle his ears, the points no doubt flushed like the rest of his face.
You came quickly, you must have been pent up. He presses a last kiss to your clit before he rises, smoothing his fingers out of you slowly– his composure threatens to snap with the happy, flushed look on your face, the way his fingers are almost pruned with how wet you are.
He licks his lips and he can still taste you, the tang of your orgasm something he could rip people apart for.
Hm. He should act with more restraint. This is not very becoming for the Chief of Justice.
But rather fitting for your husband.
Your legs snake around his hips as you draw him in, he lets you, your hands reaching to cup his face, pressing him into an open-mouthed kiss. Your tongue laps up the mess you made and he chases it with his own, you smile at the mess of it all.
"You're supposed to close your eyes when you kiss," you murmur sweetly, opening your eyes.
"And miss those precious few seconds of seeing you? I could never."
"Oh love, come now, you're going to make me blush if you keep teasing me." Yes, tease that you are, he gives a sharp nip at the thumb you swipe over his bottom lip, a pleased hum in his chest as he looks at you and you giggle.
"Good. I'd like to do much more than that."
"Oh, but of course, I'm all yours." His large hands smooth over your thighs and hips, inching the lace and ruffles of your skirt higher up.
"It's not too much?"
"I'll let you know if it is. Come now," and you tug him closer.
"I want you to make love to me."
You unbutton his top half, untie his cravat, slip the fabric of his suit over his shoulders till his skin is bare to your touch. Cool blue lines, some bold, some thin, breaking waves over the planes of his body. 
He stops your hands as you start to undress, half exposed you are already.
"It's fine. Leave it on."
"Oh? Does the Chief of Justice have a thing for half dressed debauchery?"
"Perhaps I do. Would you be willing to indulge me?" Your smile stays yet your blush deepens when he tugs down his pants and briefs, his member hard and dripping already.
"Surely you'd allow me to remove this much, it's so hot already," you whine as you strip, just enough that the fabric is over your shoulders and bunched under your breasts, nipples half hard in the low lamp light. 
His mouth waters. He mouths at your shoulder, nipping marks onto your collarbone. He feels the hitch of your breath when he slides his cock through the slick folds of your pussy, the tremble of your thighs.
"Hm? Do you like this?" He makes sure to slide his cock all along your walls, smearing himself with the fluids of your orgasm, catching himself on the rim of your hole.
"Is this good enough for you Princess?" He pulls back, taking himself in hand, slapping the fat head of his cock against your clit, a slight growl in his chest when you cry out.
"No…"
"No? How greedy. What else can I do for you, my love? Hm?" He slaps your clit again, and once more, and you whimper, delicious.
His other hand moves, cupping your breast, squeezing and massaging, pinching the hardened nipple.
"Or do you prefer this, my love?" He breathes before popping the other breast into his mouth, gently suckling, rolling the bud in his mouth.
You groan, hands coming up to his hair and pulling him face to face with you, stroking over the ponts of his ears and making him shiver.
"I prefer it when you're inside." You kiss him, silky smooth, and he shudders into your mouth, slipping his tongue inside of you. 
He slides his cock along your puffy, petal soft folds, and starts pressing himself inside. You can probably feel the stretch because you groan again, telling him to hurry the hell up.
But he's not going to hurt you with his…considerable length. He ruts into you, one slow inch at a time, till you're softer and he's seated fully. He doesn't stay still though, he grinds into you, slow enough you can open up more and get used to the feeling.
He feels the skin at the base of his cock tighten, a telltale sign of his knot beginning to swell. He has to remind himself to breathe, and focus on you.
He thrusts, but stops when you wince, feeling you tighten around him, slick and hot, so tight he's not sure whether you're clamping down on him or trying to push him out. 
"Relax,relax my love, or was it too soon?" You shake your head, sighing as you try to force your walls to soften. You must be worked up, extra sensitive from your last orgasm. 
"I-I'm fine…"
"Are you sure?" He moves again, tentative. Your eyes roll at the stretch, hands scratching at his arms and chest. He can feel how slick you are and sighs, tossing his head back.
"Yes, just go, move, please, please…"
He starts to move, fucking himself into you, hissing when you clench around him. His hands fall to the soft fat of your thighs, dimpling in his grip when he slides them further apart, angling his hips to reach deeper.
You whine, and he can feel how slick you are, feel you gushing as he slides over that spot that has you cringing away.
He lifts a thigh, over his shoulder, so he can fuck into you harder, hitting that one spot so he can feel you gush around him. He thrusts and you breathe in time, your pretty face flushed and your pretty tits bouncing with how he's fucking you, deep and fast. His cock jumps when you whine out his name.
He feels a bit stupid like this. Or rather, undone. His mind stalls, thoughts dripping slow and sweet like molasses. Your tight, warm cunt pulling him in, squeezing like a vice around him. He can't help thinking about anything else, can't help the harsh snap of his hips, the way he grinds into you.
You cry when as he does so, the length of him is no longer a problem with how wet you are, his cockhead just kissing that spot that will no doubt have you seeing stars, the slap of skin on skin loud and wet.
Your hands scramble in the sheets so he holds them down for you, entwining his fingers with yours. It helps ground him. And you smile up at him, tilting your chin up for a kiss. He indulges you, as he always has, sweet thing you are.
He's looming over you, fucking into you, deep and eager. You sigh, the drag of his cock, a hot rush of pleasure every time he fills you up. He gasps your name and you whimper in reply.
"Doing so good…Fucking me so well love." The air stutters in his chest, and he can feel his knot swell, the praise going right to his dick.
"You're so beautiful." You hum in reply, the sound so smooth and pleased it's almost a purr.
"Yeah? I am?"
"Yes, you are," he chuckles, dark and low.
"So beautiful. I'm going make you cum again, just like this, okay? You deserve it."
He's not…very experienced at this, but, for you he tries. The bulb at the base of his dick is thick and inflated, half slipping inside your cunt with every snap of his hips.
"I’m gonna cum, I'm gonna cum soon…"
"That's good, you can cum. You can cum darling, I've got you." His knot doesn't fit inside you just yet exactly, but feeling your cunt try to to take him still has his mouth watering, hips twitching out of rhythm.
His teeth drift along your collarbone, before he bites down, and you clamp on his cock and cum around him. He fucks you through it while you make a mess of the sheets, hands scrambling at his back. A growl rips itself out his throat, his teeth still buried in your flesh, marking you.
Your leg kicks out, and Neuvillette lets you yank yourself away, curling into yourself with the force of your orgasm. His hand holds his cock, his knot throbbing almost painfully, firing a heated rod in his belly. A hiss escapes his gritted teeth, while he reigns himself back in. it would’ve been nice if you could’ve taken all of him, but this was about you, not him.
His hands move to your belly, your legs and sides, soothing you and reminding you to breathe through your cries. You gasp out his name in soft pants, brow furrowed and thighs trembling. 
Slowly you uncurl from your little ball, like a flower, Neuvillette thinks, as you open yourself up to him. Your skin is blushed, from your face to your chest, ruddy and ruined.
Beautiful.
"Are you alright dear? Anything you need at all?" With a hum and a soft 'no', you wrap your arms around his neck so he can pull you up and into his lap. He tries to pay no heed to his still hard cock between the both of your bodies, thick and dripping.
"Are you satisfied, dearest?"
"Mhm…" You press lazy kisses to his jaw and he smiles, smoothing a hand over your hair.
"That's good then."
"Hmm…but what about you?"
"I'm alright dear." You roll your hips down and he groans, hips twitching up. He has to grab your waist to stop you from moving, ignoring when you whine.
"I said… I said it's alright dear." 
"But you didn't get to cum. Please?"
"Making love is not about reaching an orgasm." You pout, teary eyed and pitiful. 
"But I want to make you feel good, you do this far too often as is."
He smiles and noses your jaw, the soft skin beneath your ear and the marks he left lower.
"I'm satisfied just pleasing you dearest. I don't need much else."
You try to wiggle your hips down onto hips but he still has that steel grip on you; You whine and paw at his chest.
"Villette–!"
"You don't have to worry about pleasing me love," he pulls you down as he lays back, pulling you flush against him. Affection is warm in his chest, making his words honey and humored. 
"I'm more than fine with just this. Pleasing you is enough for me."
"Well not for me," you grumble. You pout, but then your eyes light up in a realization. He trails his hand down your spine while you think, undoing a few buttons while he's at it to feel more of your skin.
"You know…"
"Yes, love?"
"I like it when you make love to me like this Villette."
"I do too." He kisses your cheek, feeling you smile.
"You always make sure I'm satisfied."
"Of course."
"But you know what I like better?" 
"What is that, love?"
"When you cum." He sighs in exasperation, but fond when you turn his face back towards you.
"I'm being serious! That's when I'm most satisfied." 
"Well, it seems we're both in the habit of preferring to please the other."
"Hm…no. It's more selfish on my end."
"Oh? How so?" He swipes his thumb over your soft cheek, feeling you melt in his hands, putty. Your smile is more mischievous and sultry than sweet, however.
"Well, I just love it when you cum inside me, when you fill me up and fuck it all back into me when it spills out."
Your voice goes low and he swallows thickly, frowning.
"Don't be so crude dear."
"Who else am I to share my desires with if not my husband? Would you rather me go to someone else?"
"Of course not." Don't be daft, he wants to tell you. Just the idea has his hands tensing, his mouth twitching, ready for a snarl. How possessive he feels over you. How right it feels to be so. But, he knows you're just teasing him. 
And you know it's working. Your smile is coy, as you move to take off your dress. He helps you and soon you are as bared to him as he is for you. 
You make a sight, sitting in his lap with nothing but your stockings and mussed hair, his cock stiff along your thigh.  Your earrings catch the light, twinkling like stars.
You take the hands he has on your hips and draw them up your body, drawing them up to your face where you kiss into his open palms, sighing.
"I love you." His breath catches in his throat, sticky and thick.
"I love you. And I want you. I want all of you."
"...You have me dearest." His voice goes low, soft enough that it's just a rumble in his chest. You slide your hands down his torso, lightly dragging your nails and he trembles.
"Then let me make you feel good? Please?" Your hands go below his hips, rubbing circles into his skin when he shudders.
"Love, love you don't have to–"
"Please? I want to." You lean, to whisper in his ear.
"I want to feel you. I want all of you. I want you to cum inside me and I want your knot and I want you to fuck me, Villette. Please?"
"...You are so vulgar."
"But you love me anyways?"
He groans, covering his eyes, tossing his head back and you grin at the surrender. 
Your hands come around his cock, and he gives a little half-aborted thrust into your hands. He had swelled down some in the aftercare, but he felt the growing heat in his groin and sighed, a mutter under his breath.
You have to use both your hands to wrap around his girth, your thumb just under the head of cock, pressing down on a vein there. He snarls, softly, and moves to cover your hands with his own.
"...Tighter. And faster. Like this." Your hands are so small compared to his, as he shows you. Soon you’re stroking his length, wet clicks every time you pump down, squeezing around his knot and twisting your hand around the red head of his cock, digging the pad of your finger into his dripping slit.
He bites down on his lip, tossing his head back onto the pillows. His thighs shake, and he can see the dark red tip of his shaft, wet and shiny. He wondered how much of the slick is leftover from when he was inside you. How slick it'll be when you're finished with him.
"You are so pretty, you know that?" You catch his attention with a harsh pump, twisting your hand down around his knot. His breath catches.
"When you're like this, with your pretty face and your pretty thighs and your pretty cock making such a mess in my hands. I love it." His dick jumps in your hand and he clicks his tongue at you.
"Sweet talker."
"But you like it! You're blushing, look," and your mouth curves dangerously. 
"Even your cock is blushing." He hisses your name but you laugh, moving off his lap to lay between his thighs. 
You open your mouth and let your tongue loll out. A thick bead of spit falls, right onto his tip, and you quickly gather that and spread it over his cock. He has no time to wonder what you're going to do, because you duck your head, taking one of his balls into your mouth.
You run your tongue over the delicate skin, suckly softly, before slurping the other into your mouth. His hand comes and twists into the hair of your nape and you hum, just to feel him shudder.
You move up, to the thick vein on the underside of his shaft. You drag your tongue slowly along the path of it, taking just the tip of him into your mouth. You make sure he's looking at you as you suckle softly, and when he tugs at your hair you start in earnest.
He's too big for you to take him in one swallow, so you work yourself, inch by inch. He helps you, using your hair as an anchor and rocking into your mouth, slowly, till his knot slips inside and you can feel him twitching at the back of your throat. 
It's a stretch, as usual. He's so big and so good you can't help moaning around him, high and needy, and he breaks.
His hips snap back and he slams into your mouth with a growl. You moan again and he curses under his breath, tilting your head for a better angle when he thrusts again.
He picks up rhythm, and the smooth glide of his cock on your tongue has you moaning and rubbing your thighs together, slick gathering. You want him inside, you want him to fuck you again, but more than that you want him to cum. Hard.
You don't think he's going to last long, anyways. He never has, the few times he's let you do this. Even now, his rhythm is sloppy as he fucks into your mouth, his moans going breathy and high. But that's fine, you want him like this, so you meet every thrust, sucking harder, hollowing out your cheeks and taking him as far as he can go. 
He tugs at your hair again, and you look up, meeting his eyes,the  pupils blown out and mouth open in a pant.You make sure yours are wide in faux innocence; Even fluttering your lashes when he bucks into your hot mouth again, rolling your eyes back a little. He snarls, and you feel his cock jump, the first hot spurts of cum on landing on your tongue. But before you could swallow he pulls you off, a slick pop when he leaves your mouth.
A dark growl snarls out from his clenched teeth, but he holds you in place, not letting you sink back onto him.
"Neuvillette!!" You're mad. What the hell?! Why would he do that? Not only did he pull you off of him, robbing you of his taste, he ruined his own orgasm!
His teeth are still barred, pupils blown dark and wide, diamond shaped. His chest falls and rises in harsh pants, a bit of drool at the corner of his lips, red and bitten, kiss swollen. He looks wild.
"Didnt…I didn't climax yet."
"What?"
"I didn't cum. I'm, I’m holding it..."
"Wait, what? Why?" Why? You want to demand your answers, you want him back in your mouth or your cunt, but he moves before you do.
His hand is still on your nape, and he doesn't talk, just uses it to drag you up and over his body, so he can kiss you. His tongue sweeps the wet cavern of your mouth, tasting himself on your tongue, the roof of your mouth, your canines.
He lays back, pulling you on top of him, while you hook your leg around his waist. His hand comes under your thigh, spreading you farther as he slips inside, splitting you on the first few inches of his cock. You clap onto him, sensitive still from your last two orgasms.
You rock your hips, trying to slip more and more of him inside your quivering cunt, eager and impatient. He throws his head back, exposing the pretty line and bob of his adams apple, when he feels his knot catch the rim of your entrance, the way you try to suck him in.
"Dont….Don't force yourself-"
"I can take it," you cut him off, and fuck if that doesn't make his belly tighten.
"I can take it, just help me." He meets your rocking with shallow thrusts of his own, slipping further inside you, a rush of warmth every time you gasp when he enters. 
You gasp when his knot slips past your entrance, he can feel you stretch to accommodate him and waits for you to adjust, trying to ignore the urge to just buck up into you, ans swallow everything you have to offer. He can wait.
But you’re not that patient. You lean against him and bury a whine into his shoulder when you start to move; bouncing up and down on his cock, not that he lets you go far. Neuvillette's hands clamp onto your waist, pulling you down to meet his thrusts everytime you come back down.
You can feel him, his cockhead hitting that gummy spot with every thrusts, making you shiver, eyes rolling back a little. You can feel his knot too, massaging into your walls, thick and tender. You're going to cum soon, like this.
He doesn't let you do this often. You're going to milk it for all its worth.
You give that breathless smile you know makes his heart flutter, and start whispering the things that come to your mind, the thoughts you had this evening.
How pretty he looks under you, flushed and barely holding onto decorum. How pretty he’ll look when he comes inside of you. How you've been wanting to have him all night; perhaps sneaking away and tasting him during dinner, have him fuck your mouth so you can swallow him down. Or maybe even in the opera house, in the darkness behind the curtains, have him feel how slick you were even then, how tender and eager you are.
"How lewd." He berates you, frowning but you smile wider, moaning when he traces over a sweet spot of yours, his hips drawing magic figure eights that have you gushing around him.
"Hm? And yet…you're the one fucking into me right now." You flutter your walls and he groans, but if anything, he moves faster, jaw tight like a bowstring.
You trace the line of his throat and he swallows, looking up at you where you are with just the slightest vexation, a scolding. He can't hide the desperation gleaming there though.
"Don't pretend," he hisses when you tighten, rolling his hips to get you to soften, "that I'm doing you a favor."
"But you are. I want you just like this my love." With a nudge you press him further down into the sheets, his wide eyes shot with pleasure and awe.
Your voice turns tender, sweet.
"I want you all flushed and pretty, and fucking your knot into me till you fill me up with your cum, okay?"
"Oh fuck," you feel him twitch inside you and shudder, lifting your hips and bouncing down on him, pulling his hair a little. 
You move, sliding off of him with a slick pop, before slamming back down in a single thrust, arching your back in that way you know he likes. His hands scramble at your back, a moan wracking in his chest.
"Love you, love you, ah fuck I love you," you moan against his mouth, the messy sweep of his tongue. You grind down just to feel his knot tighten inside of you, fluttering your walls. His back arches off the bed, and he cums with a sharp gasp. 
He doesn't let you slip off of him; He presses tight against your cervix, hot spurts of cum painting your womb white. You whimper, just teetering that edge, caught on his knot and unable to move.
His belly twitches under you, breath hot and labored. A tortured moan leaves his throat as you move again, chasing your own pleasure, desperate. You smooth the hair back from his forehead, just to see the ruddy fucked out look on his face better.
“So fucking pretty. So, so good to me. Can I keep going? Just a little more, alright?” You run your hands down the planes of his chest, lean like a swimmer but more built, the quivering skin of his belly, happy trail wet with sweat and fluids.
"Please, please, let me just–" You start to slip him inside but he moves for you, laying you both on your sides and snapping his hips snug against yours. The new angle has him hitting that spot with perfect accuracy, and you gush around him, back arching. He stifles down something that sounded half whimper, half moan, and bucks into you like an animal in heat.
It's filthy, loud and wet, the way he fucks you, and so out of character for him that you’d get whiplash, if you could think of anything other than the tight curl of heat in your belly, the way your orgasm crashes into you like a tidal wave.
He rolls you onto your back and slides his mouth over yours to swallow your cries, his hands scrambling everywhere-your knee, your tummy, your hips and breasts and shoulders, possessive little touches. You soak the sheets, and he rolls himself into you to tide you over, murmuring reassurances into your mouth, sliding his knee on the soft skin of your thigh. He came again, you can feel how full you are, it probably would’ve been leaking out if his knot wasn’t acting like a sort of plug. He throbs inside, pumping his hips in a sloppy rhythm.
When it wanes you groan, smoothing your hands down the column of his spine. He moves to your neck and chest, nibbling and sucking marks into your skin.
“Hm…That was nice.” You wince when he slips out, and yeah, you can feel his cum rush out of you, the feeling is too open and not welcome.
“You certainly let loose. You must have been pent up, huh?”
“Oh shush you,” He kisses along your jaw and cheek, seeking out affection. Your foot slides along his calf, soothing, calming him down.
”Still, we should do this more often.”
“You’ll be spoiled if I indulge you too much. It’s best we show restraint.”
“Hm, I could see your point. But, if we do this more often we can get to the point where I can take your knot more easily and–” He kisses you to cut you off, and before you can reply he has you scooped up in his arms, sliding off the bed and heading towards the bath.
“Your mouth is so vulgar; I don't understand how your mouth filters out everything but the obscene.”
“It's one of my charms. Do you not find me charming, love?” He gives you a look, up and down, and you realize you probably look a bit more than charming; Flushed and covered in his marks, his spent still leaking from your cunt. You still lift an eyebrow, waiting for your answer.
He sighs, setting you on the lip of the tub, reaching behind you to fill it. You brush his hair back from his neck as he leans in, just to press a kiss there.
“Yes. I find you charming and lovely and alluring, beautiful and damning. Though, I hope to find you clean and resting in my arms, in our bed tonight. Can we have that, my dear? I want nothing more.” 
“Well,” you know you’re blushing, like a schoolgirl with a crush, and not someone who just made love with their husband. How silly. “If you insist.” You flutter your lashes at him and he smiles, fond and adoring, rolling his eyes and pressing his lips to your temple. Your heart warms.
“I love you, Villette.”
“I love you as well. Most ardently and wholeheartedly.” 
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zhongli x fem! reader ( 18+ explicit )
smut / lemon / heavily lewd ─── she/her pronouns. fucked silly, creampie, breeding, dirty talking, degradation and praise. sweet talking, fluffy, established relationship, pet names. zhongli being a caring dom, [name] being a needy sub. mondstadt reader. you can also read it on ao3! sweet tempation (of god and mortal)
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ᅠᅠ“AH!” [NAME] CRIED OUT, riding his fingers from her place on his thigh. she was trapped within his embrace, access denied from moving her limbs. she panted heavily as she whined loudly, his fingers moving inside her pussy being a literal heaven to her heated body.
“shh,” zhongli hushed her, almost cooing at how adorable she looked. she was completely at his mercy, hips gyrating in abandon for more friction. he loved the power he had over her, taming her fiery spirit into a puddle of nerves. “you don't want us to get caught now, my little dandelion?”
the nickname he gave you always made your heart beat faster. in the context of their activity, it only caused her core to drip with more of her fluid, drenching his hand as if he gather water from bishui river.
this time, he audibly purred and gather her into the warm embrace of his arms, inserting a third finger inside her. she moaned relentlessly, slumping to him as she tried to cherish his touch, imprinting the sensation of his fingers to her memory.
“such a good girl, my perfect little slut,” he cooed as he kissed her cheek, mouth trailing and lingering besides her insatiable lips. “spread your legs for me, darling.”
[name] was so shy when she took a deep breath and parted from him. cheeks aflame in a lovely blush, reminding him the sakura trees from inazuma island. so pretty, so cute, so adorably his. she laid back down on the grass, her soft body illuminating a argent glow from the light of the selene ─── zhongli could only think of how utterly exquisite she was, how beautifully perfect did her imperfections made her.
she spread her legs open for him, looking at him with a unsure expression. zhongli wanted to take all her uncertainties and fight them head on, make all her fears crumble. her dripping sex was a sight to behold, and he inhaled deeply when the aroma of her arousal greeted his senses, sweet and alluring as was she.
he immediately dived in, grabbing her legs and wrapping them around his broad shoulders. his mouth locked around her drenched core, causing [name]'s back to arch with a cry. zhongli hummed merrily across her folds, licking and slurping like a man depraved from water, thirst unquenchable and a want for more.
“zhongli! zhongli!” she tugged at his dark hair, grinding her core across his face. “fuck ── oh, fuck!” she cried, mouth agape when a long and loud moan escaped from her throat, her body trembling from all the pleasure.
the dragon of liyue growled, a sound almost animalistic in her ears. she felt herself at the edge of her peak, heart beating faster than a mile. he grabbed her hips and shoved his face deeper into her cunt, tongue prodding her sensitive muscles, and licking any substance that had her legs tightening around his head.
his tongue was rough, drawing slow circle around her clit, dipping down to prod at her entrance, and thrusting in. he closed his eyes and let his instincts do the talking, moaning into her as he drank her juices. [name] arched off the ground and sobbed when his gentle actions turned aggressive, his teeth nibbling around her flesh as he trusted his fingers inside her, drawing a whine out of her.
“that's it,” his baritone voice made her walls clench around his digits. “give it to me, love. give it all to me.”
the dum broke, and [name] was officially sent over the edge. tears trailed down her face as she sobbed, grinding on his face and trying to get his fingers deeper inher, eyes rolling back in pure bliss. incoherent blubbering could only be heard as zhongli thrusted his tongue and fingers inside her, gathering all her nectar for him to consume. her liquor dripped from his face and to the ground, droplets running down his neck and towards his torso. what a beautiful mess, the scent of her prominent in the air, marking his own body as hers.
[name] panted, her arms weakly tugging him upwards. zhongli chuckled and nuzzled into her throat lovingly, placing open-mouthed kisses along her sweet flesh while his little dandelion wrapped her arms around him, surging him down for a indolent kiss. he groaned into her mouth, arms wrapping around her frame protectively as their hearts synchronised under the gaze of the moon, their voices carrying harmonies of love across the breeze.
the kiss turned frenzied, [name]'s hands going all over his body. she touched everything she could, from his hair to his neck, from his shoulder blades down to his navel. his back wasn't left unscathed either, now marred with the bruises of his one and only.
“more,” she moaned, pressing her soft ample bosom against his hard chest. “i need more i ── zhongli!” there was a urgency to her voice that caused the hair of his body to stand up in goosebumps, his blood thrumming in excitement.
“hmm, you need more?” he angled his head, pressing gentle and barely there kisses on her lips. “aren't you being greedy, my girl?” he pecked her forehead, hands trailing down to her waist and to her hips, his thumb rubbing circles on her skin.
a blush rose on her cheeks, embarrassment settling in. however, in one swift move, [name] reversed their positions so she could now be on top. surprise flashed through zhongli's amber eyes, clearly being taken aback ── something to which [name] took slight pride of.
she leaned down on him sensually, moves slow and deliberate. her hands cupped his cheeks, rubbing her thumbs over his pretty face.
“so what if i am?” she demanded rather defensively. “you wouldn't dare to leave me here, all alone in the wild, would you?”
never in a million years.
his soft gaze must have given her his answer because the next thing he knew, [name] lowered herself over his cock, grinding on top of his length as to tease him. he gritted his teeth at the implication, a direct refusal on penetration. he let his control slip away, giving her the reigns ─── for the meantime. puffs of air left her lips as she humped on his length, coating him with her fluids. he was erect and hard at her ministrations, causing him to sigh in content.
zhongli was utterly relaxed by now, muscles untensing. he was in a languid state of bliss, not quite at his peak, but comfortably getting there. she was taking her time with her movements, drawing out her teasing with affectionate touches. her finger was feather-like as she grazed them along his cock, caressing the skin softly, never grabbing him fully. she was so gentle on purpose, petting him and drawing out a string of pre-cum from his tip.
he sank his fingers to her plump ass, eyebrows furrowing. he cock had turned a angry red, ready to burst. [name] was grinning sinfully down at him as she continued treating him like the most delicate little thing in the world. his blush stained his ears with the same colour of his cheeks, hips jolting with a gasp when she paid special attention to his tip.
her index finger caressed his length back and forth, and his breath picked up. he gripped the grass underneath him, biting his lip as he gazed up at her bouncing breasts, due to the fact that she was now grinding on his thigh.
and suddenly, the hazy state he was in was broken by his own need to penetrate her so hard until she wouldn't be able to walk. he blinked, taking a deep breath before he drove her hard down to his cock, causing [name] to yelp at the unexpected action.
“fuck!” she tossed her head back, and zhongli didn't waste a second as he sat up and bite the skin on the column of her neck, groaning loudly in satisfaction.
“you are so wet,” he marvelled, nose buried behind her ear, taking in her scent that had his eyes roll back and jolt his cock up inside her. “i'm going to fuck you so hard,” he kissed the spot there, teeth nibbling the skin with the intention to leave a bruise. “i'm going to leave you dripping, until you beg for more.”
she blushed heavily. “morax!”
his archon's name left her lips so naturally. zhongli's eyes dilated in pure want at the sound of his name, said in a reprimanding tone no other would dare to use with him. he bite her earlobe in retaliation, causing her to cry out; such a sweet sound she immited that was melody to his ears.
“[name],” he wrapped his arms around her once again, and guided her on how to bounce on his cock, her pussy taking him so readily that wet sounds could be heard. she was moaning relentlessly by now, words foregone for the sake of incoherent mutterings and pleasure. she planted her hands on his shoulder and started taking him deep inside her, her walls squeezing around him almost painfully. her breasts were temptingly swaying in front of his eyes, reason why he leaned forward to take a hard pebble between his lips, causing her to moan out in approval and tug at his hair.
“you're squeezing me so tightly,” he muttered, his lips leaving a blazing trail from her sternum and up to her gaping lips. he took his two fingers and tapped at the flesh, and [name] didn't have to question it as she wrapped her lips around his digits, humming and sucking the remains of her cum.
zhongli groaned, kissing the edge of her occupied mouth. “good girl, you're following my orders so well. i'm so proud of you.”
[name] whined at the back of her throat, teary eyes pleading as she shamelessly picked up her pacing, riding him ─── using him to get off. her eyes rolled back and she choked when his fingers delved deeper down her throat, the moment his hips jolted up to accommodate and reward her hard work.
she was getting so close, even zhongli could feel it. his cock was caressing her pulsing core deliciously, and he never bottomed out, always remaining inside her. he was that long that even if she got to her knees, he would still remain wrapped around her silky heaven. she wrapped her hands around his arm and started imagining his digits was his cock instead, sucking and lavishing him with her attention so much that she grew even more wet than she thought, her juices gushing all over him.
he took his fingers back from her mouth, barely glancing at the strings of saliva between them, and started circling her clit. [name] screamed, bowing over him as the simplest of touches sent her over the edge. she cummed long and hard around his cock, drenching him point white.
and then she whimpered.
zhongli rarely heard a sound coming from her that was so raw, so incredibly real. knowing she let him break down her walls, feeling so safe around him ─── zhongli was so damn honoured that his heart was now beating only for her. he placed her leg over the neck of his elbow and drove harshly into her, causing the woman to blubber as he prolonged her orgasm.
he groaned as he pumped up to her, forcing her hips down with his hands. she was so hot and tight around him, he wasn't sure he could hold on any longer. he took in the sight of her crying face, her gaping mouth, the sweat glistening upon her skin. he gasped when suddenly, her pussy clenched around him in a vice grip, purposely. small moans left his own lips as he buried his face between the valley of her breasts, clutching her close to him.
“what did you-” do? he wanted to ask, but instead a gasp of pleasure escaped him. warmth seized his body and after a few more times of bouncing on his cock, he came inside her, drenching her walls with his cum.
[name] inhaled a breath in surprise, despite her panting. her eyes widened as she could feel him spilling into her. her hips picked up their pace and she started fucking her pussy down harder to him.
and for that, zhongli lost all his inhibitions. he quickly switched their positions, now he on the top, and fucked his erected cock right into her special spot. [name] arched her back and wailed, another orgasm rippling through her, milking him as her nectar ran down like a waterfall.
he fucked his cum into her cunt. his, his, his. that's his pussy to cum into, the moans she emitted for only him to listen to, the way she gyrated her hips and looked at him so lustfully ─── that was only for him. that insane amount of dragon's possessive nature, protecting their treasure. she, his dandelion, the most precious weakness he ever had in his life.
“zhongli, i can't-!” she sobbed, shaking her head. but he only kissed her forehead, murmuring sweet everythings on her ear. she clutched in to his shoulders and spread her legs wider, moaning loudly at the brand new sensation.
“of course you can,” he cooed. “look at you, spreading your pretty legs like a slut. you're absolutely drenched.”
he pivoted his cock inside her, movements precise and hard against her body. her cunt squeezed him as he handled her knees up besides her face, positioning themselves lovingly into a matings press. he kissed her with all the passion he had, and [name] melted right on the spot, her stuttering moans swallowing by his lips.
“'cum inside me,” she hiccuped, much to her embarrassment. he, however, found it endearing. “zhongli!”
he couldn't help it, he chuckled at her. here she was, all day not being able to form a single word. his soul warmed at the mere fact of bringing her such delectation. he was so hard by the time he started driving into her once again, eyes completely focused on her lips as she moaned his name.
she felt herself giving in, and she let everything go as she squirted all over them, a scream lodging in her throat before she tossed her head back, letting it loose along with her earth-shattering orgasm.
zhongli fell on to her and aggressively tilted his hips back, releasing inside her once again. he panted and groaned besides her ear, cock twitching inside her pussy. never leaving from her wet embrace, plugging his seed in her.
[name] kissed him softly this time, sighing at how full she was feeling. she closed her eyes as her lover peppered kisses all over her face, causing her to laugh hoarsely. zhongli hummed in enjoyment and purred from his chest, content to let his cock warm around her walls and snuggle into her softness.
[name] ran her fingers through his long brown hair as he cushioned his cheek on her breast. she looked up at the starry sky with a tear slipping down her face, but a loving smile presenting on her lips. she was feeling so happy at the moment. she took in the beautiful sight of qingce village, the flowers covering their intimate forms.
“i love you,” she murmured.
he hummed, looking up at her and pressing a gentle kiss on her jawline. “i love you more.”
(he did.)
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yandere-sins · 1 year
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Can I request a yandere Diluc smut? With the use of aphrodisac or somnophilia if possible 🙏🏻
Thanks for requesting!
Warnings: Yandere, Sexual Content (Somnophilia, Non-Con, AFAB body, Dirty Thoughts, Creampie, Fingering), Kidnapping
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Sinking his cock into you was as if you delivered him from all the regrets and wrongdoings in his life in one meager dip.
He never let it come this far before, never went against what he thought was justified. But that was all before he experienced your warmth wrapping around his cock. Before he found you half uncovered from your blanket, your nightgown slid upwards to expose the supple flesh of your ass to him. It seemed so long ago, even if it had just been a few minutes that he let his fingertips glide over the curve of your cheeks, his self-restraint hanging on a thin thread with his cock impatiently throbbing under the tight pants he wore. But when he explored further, careful not to wake you with one hand between your thighs, prying through your soft folds giving way to him, all the restraint simply... snapped.
Now, even this seemed justified in his eyes.
Diluc never knew how adorable the sound of your moans and whines was. How beautiful you could wind your body while he slid his fingers under the fabric of your panties and inside you, joint after joint, yearning to give you the pleasure you deserved. The pleasure he wanted you to have. For years he'd been keeping you under his roof, never knowing the sweetness of your cunt until now, licking it off his fingertips, pupils dilating as if he was becoming addicted after just one taste of you.
All this time, he tried to keep you safe and ensured no harm came to you. He fed you, clothed you, bought you everything you could wish for, and all he ever received was disdain and ill-spoken words thrown at his head. Until now, Diluc accepted it with no resistance. If he ignored your unhappiness, he could go on with his day despite having a heavy heart beating and yearning for you in his chest, so he never allowed himself to linger when you so clearly didn't want him. But had he known the sweetness awaiting him, he might have been more assertive in getting between your thighs, drinking from the source of life and pleasuring you at the same time.
This new book he got you was his way of worming himself back into your life, but when he went to give it to you, you had already fallen asleep. The coldest of cold shoulders, but your ass on display made him into a simple man with simple desires. If you'd allow him, he'd worship you, head to toe, with his body and soul. Diluc always felt like it was never the right time to bring it up, but whenever he had the chance to see you, it was all he could think about.
And there you were, accessible, asleep, and so fucking welcoming.
Because he spent so little quality time with you, where you weren't shouting, weren't cursing him, he never had a chance to ask about your experiences and what you liked in the bedroom. But after pumping his fingers in and out of you, nervously checking for signs of you waking up while he tested out the flowing waters of your cunt, it had been so easy to slip his rock-hard cock into you. Biting his lip, he watched as it disappeared inside you, a hint of anxiety in his gaze as he raked it over you. Anxiety and lust. A dangerous combination that slowly but surely drove him mad.
Diluc had yet to sheath it entirely inside you when you made a small, uncomfortable huff, twisting your hips around until you laid on your stomach. He held back a groan, the urge to punch the wall manifesting in him as you clenched your pussy around his grith, eliciting a moan from you that made him lose the gentleness he had worked with until now, climbing on top of you and pushing his hips comfortably into the cushion of your ass. If that was the only push he ever did, he wanted it to be the best.
And it was fucking glorious.
You moaned into your pillow, still so innocently unaware of what power you held over Diluc, whose head fell back, his legs for once feeling weak, and his hands curling into fists with his nails drawing blood from his palms. He had dreamed about this. About the day you'd let him fuck you, worship you. Even if he had to beg on his knees for you to get him off between your thighs, he would have done it. Yet, he still could have never imagined it to feel this good.
By now, he was hovering over you as you laid face down in your bed, his cock embedded warmly in your cunt even though he tried not to put his weight on you and stir you from your sleep. If you found him like this, what would you think of him? Would you ever allow him back in your room? You already hated him, but could the respect for him sink even further?
That's not what he wanted.
And yet, what he wanted was to grip your hair and pull you up, arch your back so your ass would find its place of belonging against his hips while he plowed you mercilessly into a bubbling, crying mess. Diluc was so close to throwing the sham of the good samaritan and make you his personal fucktoy, always ready and wet for him no matter where and when he wanted you. If he had to be the bad guy, he might as well enjoy it, and there was no better way he could think of than by leaving his mark on your body.
"Do you like it?" he whispered next to your ear, feeling his hot breath bounce off your skin, and you grumbled in your sleep, his tongue lapping out to lick over your lips. Delicious. He could taste the pastries he provided you with on you, and they were almost as sweet as you. "Am I making you feel good, Darling?"
The thought of his voice echoing through your dreams only made Diluc's pace go faster at the excitement, his cock stirring up your insides eagerly. Even though he was using your body, he'd be in your deepest conscience, too, hopefully fucking you senseless in your dreams and in reality. If only he could always be on your mind, like you are on his, the thought of you in everything he does, whether it was earning money for you or fighting for your safety.
Moving his cock in and out, Diluc's voice rang out in a groan, finally allowing himself to experience this fully since you wouldn't wake up even after he began talking to you, telling you about all the naughty things he'd do to you. Ultimately, he could not bring himself to make you the fucktoy of his dreams and make you his personal hole, formed to only fit his cock and crave him every second he wasn't there to fill you. But the slowness of his pace allowed him to really, thoroughly feel every part of you wrap around his inches, welcoming him in with squelching wetness and lingering as long as possible as if your body was complaining he was pulling away.
Every time you moaned, he could feel the clenching of your core sucking him in, and though you furrowed your eyebrows, you didn't wake up. It was like heaven and hell, as Diluc found himself desperate for you to recognize what he was doing and tell him all about how good he made you feel. How he made your toes curl and hear you beg for more of what only he could give you. Declare your love between sloppy cries and needy whines, and ask to join his bed from now on, so you'd always be in his reach for whatever he needed. But perhaps he was lucky that all his training and steeling of his body worked out now, as he could gently grab your hips to quicken his pace without tearing you out of your sweet dreams. Dreams about him, he hoped. Only him, always. Illusions of a future you two would never have together.
The excitement and caution were like tingling harbingers to his orgasm. There was no way that a man craving you day and night would be able to hold out long when he was finally welcomed into the sanctuary of your cunt. Neither the heat nor the snapping of his hips helped to prolong what should have never occurred in the first place, and with your breathing ragged, too, Diluc's only wish was for you to cum as hard as he would.
Inevitably, his world was turned upside down as he plunged deep inside you, finding himself unable to pull out before feeling his jizz splurt into your depths. All he could do was hold on tight to the wall over your head, drilling his fingers into it to the point it hurt. However, Diluc couldn't feel anything besides the bliss of spilling all the pent-up need and desire for you deep inside with no caution. What happened, happened, and he'd be ready for it when the time was right.
Unless it would keep him from doing this again.
Pulling out, his cock was soaked with your mixed juices, your pussy spilling his semen without him clogging up your hole. It was a perfect sight. A rare achievement that Diluc got addicted to just as quickly as your taste and the warmth. He could barely keep his imagination from going wild, the idea of you spilling juices all over his lap after he let you ride him on his office chair, or with you dripping spill everywhere as he walked you around the house without panties, making him so fucking excited for all the possibilities. His cock gave a warning jerk as he felt himself hardening just from the thoughts, but until then, his fingers sliding up your cunt and pushing the wasted cum back inside you had to be enough.
This had to be enough.
You, asleep, looking a little disgruntled and needy after he left you high and dry like an asshole. Secretly, it made him hope you'd be so despaired and horny by the time he visited you in the morning you'd jump him just to get your sweet release. A man could dream about all the things he'd do then, all the times he'd make you cum on his tongue, fingers, and dick.
Tugging you in, Diluc planted a gentle kiss on the back of your head. His darling. His beautiful, amazing darling with a cunt so warm and alluring, it was almost harder to part with you than ever before. But he'd be back for more; that much was sure. One release wasn't nearly enough to satisfy him.
And maybe next time, he'd wake you up so you could enjoy him the same way he enjoyed you.
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Sub Stepbrother FTM! Kaeya X Dom Stepbrother! Male Reader Modern AU Nsfw Headcanons: Part 3
Warnings: bondage kinks, cock riding, consensual somnophilia, face sitting kinks, and neck biting
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A/N: here's Part 1 and Part 2 in case some of you guys hadn't seen them yet
Since you gave Kaeya consent to do whatever he wants to you while you're dead asleep, it wouldn't hurt if he sits on your face before suffocating you with his drippy cunt, right?
Oh, and in addition to him sitting on your face while you are asleep, he would tie you up to the bed beforehand
There were times where you wake up only to find yourself tied up to the bed while drowning in Kaeya's wet cunt, but at least he's nice enough to let you stick your tongue in it
He would also ride on your cock while moaning in your ear teasingly and bites your neck while you guessed it, dead asleep
When you are fully awake though, Kaeya is nice enough to let you do whatever you want to him
Kaeya is such a lewd and submissive stepbrother for you, but at least he makes things fair for you after he has his way with you
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baxndaid · 2 years
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tighnari x reader (head-cannons)
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ! i hate him ur honour!! hes so fucking rude im going to cut off his ears (i kinda like him he kinda ate maybe) sorry if hes a bit ooc , SUMERU LOOKS SO AWESOME LMFAOSO gl on ur pulls x !! sumeru spoilers
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✧ FIRST OFF, you knew the moment you saw him youd hate his ass sm , like how is it your fault he didnt tell you to not touch anything?? right, exactly
✧ whenever you talked to another ranger, theyd tell u the same old story, "hes strict at first, but in due time, he gets progressively more kind and open" like mf yeah RIGHT its been like a year and he still nit-picks at everything you do
✧ he sends you off into the worst tasks like cleaning the statue of the seven when you are clearly helpful in the more dangerous tasks, seeing as you have a vision and all
✧ whenever you protest, hes all like "but the rainforest is dangerous at night 😭😭🚨" YEAH WE KNOW WE'VE BEEN LIVING HERE FOR YEARS YOU FREAK!!
✧ you like to talk to collei about it, since she gets treated the same. though, she does only get treated this way due to her illness, but she still likes to hear you talk about her master, she thinks its funny how oblivious you two are
✧ sometimes, when there isnt enough vision bearing recruits to venture into the withering areas of the forest, you step in
✧ and i mean STEP step in like, you have to force your way into tighnari's radar in order to make him listen to you, like u have no other people besides y/n!!! get used to it freak show!!!
✧ the first few times patrolling the forest with the animal-eared man was so not it 🤨✂ he would continuously poke fun of your archery skills and insist on helping you
✧ he'd stand behind you and put one of his hands on yours and the other laid on your waist, resting his head on your tense shoulders as he guides your bow to aim at a old target plastered on a tree you could feel his ears twitch on your cheek, you made a mental note to tell collei how they feel afterwards
"i know how to shoot an arrow you know,"
"clearly you dont, you missed 3 times."
✧ OKAY damn
✧ though as you two continued to complete the night patrols together more frequently, the tension slowly went away and the small talk soon turned into genuine conversations about family, friends, foods, anything you two could think of
✧ even though you two have definitely gotten closer, he still likes to piss you off and you KNOW he does it on purpose 😩
✧ for starters, he signed you up to a private class that he taught to new recruits, which, by the way, literally nobody but you came to, about how to classify and recognise poisonous mushrooms
✧ the pinnacle of excitement
✧ though, in most of the classes you and tighnari would just yap away, complaining about a certain man who keeps getting food poisoning from said mushrooms
✧ perhaps, due time, you two will learn to just accept that you like each others damn company
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devieuls · 1 year
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You’re acting like a brat in public.
Inazuma boys x Reader +18
¡ Headcanon ?
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Warnings: Some parts are a bit towards the smut, hot zone. Slightly rough characters with you, The part of Scara is definitely too much.
Synopsis: While you are walking through Inazuma you start behaving like brats towards your boyfriends, obviously all this in public, so your boyfriend will put you in your place...
Characters: Thoma, Gorou, Heizou, Itto, Kazuha, Ayato, Scaramouche x Reader
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THOMA :
Thoma would try to keep calm in public, trying to calm your childish behavior with sweet words and a fake sweet smile printed on his face, just not to capture unwanted attention from passers-by as he was obviously agitated.
He would ask you why you’re acting like this and he would advise you to stop with intimidating tone, obviously in a tone that only you could hear.
< Listen to me, baby. I hate to be hard on you, but I need you to stop acting like a fucking brat, or I’m gonna have to punish you when I get home... and trust me, you won’t be able to walk when I'm done with you. > He would say against your ear once stuck against the wall of a hidden alley of the city, making you blush and shut up immediately.
Then he’d take your hand and drag you out of the alley, walking around town like he didn’t threaten to fuck you to death right before.
Needless to say, the blond, once you get home, would still punish you for your behavior, you had to understand what place you had in the relationship.
< Come here and make it up to me, you little brat >.
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GOROU :
Gorou is the kind of guy who wouldn’t hide his disappointment at seeing your bratty behavior in public, so he wouldn’t have too much trouble putting you in your place and making you feel deeply embarrassed. He doesn’t mince his words and knows how to be sharp towards you, so as to make you more meek and composed on his side.
Nevertheless, he would challenge you to be more bratty just for the sake of submitting to him will, making you understand that in every possible way that there was no more powerful thing in the world than his command on you.
After all he was a general, this trait also occurred in the life of a couple, not that you were sorry to be under his orders, it was exciting to feel him cold with you, although you would never admit it.
He would look down on you once he’d notice your behavior and railed at you out loud, making sure his soldiers heard it perfectly.
< Keep it up, Kitty, and I swear I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll lose your bratty voice. You know I will. > He will end and then leave you behind.
Your cheeks purple with embarrassment and your head bent down. while you hid behind his shadow so as to disappear from the sight of his soldiers who stared at you from time to time.
< I love it when you’re so submissive, kitten. >
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HEIZOU :
Heizou would mentally think of an effective plan to get you to stop behaving like that, he hated that childish part you were publicly showing, especially if you were talking up and sulking like an infant who wanted candy from his mom.
He would take his eyes to the sky, sighing heavily before taking you out of life and approaching him dangerously, seriously looking you in the eye.
< Are you going to keep acting like a brat or do you need to be silenced in my own way? > would ask by raising an eyebrow, then move one hand over your thigh and up it to end up under your skirt. < You know, I know many ways to put you in your place > He would end and then detach from your body, leaving you red in the face under the gaze of some passers-by.
< Oh, now you’re embarrassed? I didn’t think you were sorry for the dirty looks while you were grumbling and sulking. > He said to then carry his hands behind the neck and walk followed by you who scolded him for that too intimate scene made in public, causing his laugh and some shrugs.
< Be a good girl and maybe I will consider not punishing you >
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ITTO :
Itto would laugh at your behavior, even finding you pretty in your infantilism, but in the long run would get tired of this behavior, even finding it heavy.
It would take you on his shoulder and leave a small spanking on your ass, making you wince for the feeling. You’d keep complaining about him, kicking and leaving a few punches on your back
< Let me down now! Itto! Itto, put me on the ground immediately! > you would scream at the top of your lungs, wriggling like a child, making him snort in frustration because of the eyes on you two.
It would put you on the ground when you got home, then slam you against the wall and undo your belt, wrapping it around your wrists to make it a sort of handcuff. < I really hope that all the determination you put in kicking screaming will also employ you in bed while I punish you, you rude little brat. > He would conselude to then take off the collar with the vision and put it to you, implying he was serious about the punishment and making you imagine what would happen.
< Let me misbehave with you, baby. >
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KAZUHA :
Kazuha would take your hand trying to ignore your behavior, he didn’t care what people thought, he would do anything to be composed in public and be a total knight. Too bad you didn’t want to be as composed as you are, going on and on and on about things that were slowly pissing off the white-haired kid.
He'll take you from the jaw with one hand, silencing you once you tighten the grip around your face. < Y/n, please stop acting like this. I’m trying in every way not to get mad at you and make you regret what you’re putting me through, but... you see, you make it so damn hard for me > he’d be growling, while your eyes were fixed in his, making you swallow for the calm but threatening tone.
< Be a good girl for me, huh? > He’d end up letting go your jaw and start walking in the city again.
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AYATO :
Most likely he would pretend that everything is fine, giving a smile to passers-by and listening to your complaints in silence, hoping that you can stop behaving like that.
When he realizes there was no way to appease your childish behavior, he would take your hand and grip you until you wince and look up at him. His clenched and clearly tense jaw showing how nervous he was, which was affirmed by his furious eyes on you.
You would have fallen silent instantly, automatically apologizing for your behavior. Not a single word of rebuke, just a glance was enough to make you understand that you should have shut up.
< As happy as I am that you shut the fuck up, don’t think there’ll be no consequences for this. > he would take you by the chin and make you meet your looks again < After all, you have to learn to stand in your place in public. The Kamisato have a reputation, it’ll not your childish behavior that’s gonna ruin it. > he would end and then leave a sweet kiss on your lips, receiving sweet looks from some passers-by.
< I-I'm sorry... > You whispered when you finished the kiss, making him smile.
< Good girl. Now, would you like a milk tea, my dear? > he would say in a sweet and elegant tone, leaving you speechless.
That boy knew how to cover up problems with some fake etiquette, if only those passers-by knew that behind that kiss was the most inviting "threat" of your life.
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SCARAMOUCHE :
He would not even waste time calming you or understanding your reasons, he would be annoyed by your behavior right away, which would lead him to take you by the neck and push you against the first wall near you.
His mischievous and malicious look stared at you as he squeezed your grip, letting you release a small choked groan.
< When are you gonna learn to be the fucking good whore you can be? I don’t like little bratty girls who whine about everything. Baby, don’t piss me off or I won’t have any problem bending you right against this wall and fucking you until you lose your voice in front of all these people. > He would spit acid at your lips, not worrying about the tone of voice that resounded in the wind, making some girls passing by blush with embarrassment, causing the same reaction to you.
< Now apologize to me and stop acting like a fucking child >. He’d end up loosening your grip a little bit to get you to talk.
< Excuse me, sir, I’m sorry. I will not behave like this anymore > You said in a suffocated tone because of the grip, still feeling a feeling of pleasure between the legs and in the stomach.
The boy would smile satisfied and leave his grip on your neck to take you by the hair and push you against him for a kiss.
< I don’t give a shit about your fake apology. I'll punish you anyway, you know I will and you'll love it so fucking much that all of Inazuma will know my name. > will whisper against your lips and then let go completely.
< Now let’s get out, I’m sick of being here, let’s skip to the fun part at home. >
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astravv · 4 months
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PROMPT 11 (SMUT) FOR ALHAITHAM IS SO BEING ON MY MIND RN I CANT GET IT OUT
smut prompt 11 — alhaitham x fem! reader
a/n : NO CUZ ME TOO :,) here’s prompt 11 with alhaitham!!
prompt 11 — ❝i want to watch you take your clothes off❞
cw — sexual content , praising
pairing(s) — alhaitham x fem! reader
story — alhaitham and y/n have been together for awhile, but they have never experienced sex or anything remotely close to it before. y/n wears his clothes, which makes alhaitham feel things he hasn’t felt before with y/n.
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it was so cold. probably the coldest it’s been in sumeru for awhile. usually it’s nasty, humid weather. you didn’t really bother buying clothes for cold weather because it’s not like it ever really got cold. usually the coldest it would get would be 60s or 70s.
today was different however. when you walked outside for some fresh air and to drink your freshly brewed tea, the cold air just hit you like a truck. so you decided to set the tea down inside and dig through you and your boyfriend, alhaitham’s shared closet to find some warmer clothes.
you didn’t find anything that belonged to you that would keep you warm, but you did find something in alhaitham’s clothing. a nice big gray hoodie. you decided to just throw on some of your black leggings on too, just to tie it together.
you didn’t realize how comfy alhaitham’s clothing truly was, even though it was sorta big on you.
throughout the day, you lounged around on the couch and in the kitchen, waiting for your boyfriend to come home. he had to be at the akadeymia today for a meeting. these times always bored you because alhaitham said you weren’t aloud to go with him. so dumb. doesn’t he know that you wouldn’t cause trouble? he just tells you he’s very sorry and gives you a big hug and kiss before he walks right out the door. it’s also not like kaveh was there to keep you company either. he was also gone to do whatever architecture thing he was doing now.
but once that final hour came, you started getting more and more impatient. you just wanted your boyfriend to come home and cuddle with you on the couch as you both watch some movies and enjoy some snacks.
as soon as you heard alhaitham’s keys trying to unlock the door, you immediately jumped to your feet, ready to greet him at the door.
once the wooden door opened, alhaitham appeared at the door, looking up and down at you.
“oh hey, y/n.” he gave me a small smile, still looking at every part of you. “are you wearing my clothes?”
“yeah, it was really cold out today and i didn’t have anything to wear, so i just took one of your hoodies.” you reply. “that’s ok, right?”
“uhh,” he gets lost in his thoughts for a second. “yes, of course.”
you grin and grab his hand, pulling him towards the couch where you already have snacks, drinks and the tv set on a movie.
“i’ve missed you all day, so i wanted to surprise you with a movie date!” you exclaim. he blushes a bit but doesn’t say anything for a minute and you quickly sit him down on the couch. “do you want a soda or just some water? or you can have both if you’d like.”
“water, please.” you notice that alhaitham can’t keep his eyes off you, it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside, but it starts to make you feel like you got something on your face or you’re doing something wrong.
“is everything ok? you keep staring at me.” you say, as you pour ice cold water into a cup for him.
“um.. yeah, everything’s fine.” alhaitham murmurs, watching you pour the water.
“uh.. okay.” you hand him the cup and he takes a big swig of it, then goes right back to looking at you.
“do you wanna cuddle?” you question. he doesn’t reply, but he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. he slowly gets on top of you and you both just look at each other in the eyes.
“al-haitham!” you squeak. he leans in and presses his lips onto yours. they’re a little chapped, but it’s okay, you still melt into the kiss. he starts to push his tongue between your lips, asking for an entrance. you open your lips and he slides his tongue in, licking all around your mouth, feeling every inch of it. you melt into his arms.
alhaitham releases the kiss, looking back into your eyes again.
“take your clothes off.” alhaitham says, still staring into your eyes, like he’s staring into your soul.
“what?” you reply, extremely confused on what your boyfriend just said. he’s never said anything like that before.
“take your clothes off.” alhaitham repeats. “i want to watch you take your clothes off.”
you gulp a bit, pushing yourself a bit away from him, not losing the eye contact. he lets go of you, still keeping his eyes on every inch of your body.
you start by slowly taking your leggings off, which are harder to get off. you pull them all the way down and off your legs, revealing your black underwear underneath. they weren’t anything fancy.
then you grab the gray hoodie, pulling it over your head slowly. you didn’t have a bra on, since you were just at home. your chest now exposed to alhaitham, who averts his attention to them.
your breathing is hitched, and you slowly start to slide your underwear off. once they’re off and thrown into the floor with the other clothes, you sit in front of alhaitham with your knees up to your chest.
alhaitham smirks and leans pushed your chest away from your legs so he can see every inch of you. he takes you all in, all of your beauty outside of the clothes that was previously restraining it.
“alhaitham..” you mutter softly.
“y/n..” he leans down and connects his lips to yours again. his hands can’t help but latch onto your body, feeling up your soft curves and crevices. he grabs your thighs and pulls them up so you wrap your legs around his waist.
“i’m gonna make you feel good, baby.” he says between the passionate kisses. he lets go off your lips and quickly pulls his shirt off, revealing is very nice toned abs and torso. then he moves your legs and tears off his pants and underwear, leaving no time to slowly get undressed.
you can’t help but stare at his dick, taking it all in. alhaitham licks his lips a little and leans down to start kissing your chest. his lips hover over your right nipple, just enough so you can feel his hot breath. it makes you tingle a bit in your stomach, giving you butterflies.
“alhaitham..” you cry out.
“baby..” he answers, immediately latching onto your nipple and sucking on it, making you arch your back and wrapping your arms around his neck. you also slide your fingers all in his gray locks of hair.
his tongue laps around your nipple, sucking at every bit of it. your moan keeps getting louder and louder.
he lets go and continues down, leaving small kisses along your stomach and down to your womb. once he gets below, he rests his lips on your slit, leaving small kisses, teasing you. he then raises his lips to your clit, sucking your clit and licking all around it, driving you nuts. he places one of his fingers on your clit, rubbing it around and pressing on it like it’s a button.
his mouth does all the work below, sticking his tongue as far as he can into you, licking all around your entrance as he licks in and out of your body.
“you’re driving me crazy, ‘haitham..” you moan out, your hands still gripping onto his hair, pushing his face further into your core. he keeps on rubbing your clit and causing you to squirm underneath him. “‘haitham, please!”
all of a sudden, your legs quiver and you cum onto his face. you let out a long sigh and let go of alhaitham’s hair, resting them beside you.
alhaitham sits up and rubs your juices off his face and onto his arm. he then wraps his arms around your body and sits you up. you rest your head on his chest, opening your eyes slightly to look at his still very excited cock. you smile a bit and lean down, taking his length all into your mouth, sliding it in and out. drool spills out of your mouth as you sloppily go up and down on his cock, soaking it.
“mmm, baby, keep going.” he softly tugs on your hair, guiding you.
you choke on his length trying to stick it all into your mouth, you want to show him that you can take it. you hum against your boyfriend’s dick.
“that feels amazing, baby.” he praises you, which makes you feel like you need to keep going to get more praises. you pick up your speed, and then alhaitham presses your head down all the way on his cock. you choke on it, coughing very loudly as he lets out a loud groan, releasing into your mouth.
he lets go of your head and you quickly pull away, coughing up the cum a little bit also trying to regain your breath.
“i’m sorry.” alhaitham apologizes. “it just felt so good, i couldn’t help myself.”
you smile at him, then leave a small kiss on his cheek. you wrap your arms around him, and sit yourself down onto his dick, which is still semi-hard.
“you still want to keep going, baby?” he asks, grabbing onto your waist and hovering you over his dick.
“yes, i want to make you feel good.” you reply, sweetly. you slowly sit down onto him, sliding his dick inside your sopping insides. you rest your hands on alhaitham’s shoulders, helping yourself balance as you bounce up and down on his cock.
you stare into his eyes as he’s watching every part of your body, especially your chest. your chest jiggles as you bounce up and down on him quickly. the wet slapping noises echoing throughout the house. the couch starts making lots of noise too from the impact.
“god, you do this so well.” alhaitham lets out a short, but semi-loud moan. he throws his head back and closes his eyes as he takes in the feeling of you bouncing up and down so quickly.
“‘haitham.. i’m about to..” you cry out as you lift yourself up and cum onto his twitching dick. you slide back onto his dick, stick moving up and down to pleasure alhaitham.
“baby, i’m about to go crazy.” he grunts, digging his hands into your waist, in which he starts to move you faster. “do you want me to cum in you?”
“umm.. probably not for awhile..” you manage to get out as he quickly pulls himself out, ejaculating onto your stomach and chest. “fuck…”
he throw you onto the couch and grabs a cracker off the charcuterie board you had made earlier. he looks at you and smiles softly.
“let me go get a towel for you, then we can continue your plan.”
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qawcamiz · 1 year
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Zhongli x fem reader where zhongli is working all week and can barely spend time w yn so when he got free time yn tried to lead him to 'it' but zhongli won so he got to eat her out instead ☹️☹️☹️💖💖💖 I can't see any zhongli smuts 💔💔💔
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(NSFW): angst & smut, oral sex/f receiving (no proofread as usual :sadface:)
a/notes: I can't believe y'all... it's almost week for uhhh and yall r asking for these 💀💀 ANYWAYS I've been so busy, my apologies for not updating for like weeks idfk TT, I'll try to be more active now, I'll be doing the requests !!
notes: if there r mistakes, MY BADD!!! I'm writinf this amd irs like 5am rn 🔫 ILL B FIXINF IT TMRRRWWW 🙌🏻😭😭😭 IM SO DLEEPY RN
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Zhongli puts his career first, which is tough, considering his job entails a lot of work and a very short rest. He barely even spends his time with you, he just has to commute to work every day. Every morning you wake up without Zhongli by your side, heck it's indeed a miracle you can fall asleep without his presence, but that's all there is to it. It's not like Zhongli doesn't want to be here at home with you, it's more like he has to get to work early every morning and is only able to come home late at night because his boss won't let him go home yet, which means he'll never get to sleep properly.
every time Zhongli comes home he sees that you fell asleep on the couch, reading a book you've borrowed from his bookshelf. You always read whenever you're tired, it seems like your dearest thing to do. So it isn't odd seeing you curled up on the couch while reading the same book over and over. Zhongli realized that you tried to keep yourself awake to wait for him to get home from work so you could cuddle in bed before going back to sleep. he feels so bad about it, you're always tired after the long day you had and he couldn't even spend some quality time with you. but one thing is for sure, Zhongli loves how peaceful you look when you sleep.
One night, Zhongli informed you that he would be able to go home early tonight and you immediately brightened up. You were so delighted to hear him telling you that he was coming home later than expected. So you made a bunch of dinners as quickly as you could to make him feel better about leaving early. You were so happy with the news to the point that you imagined what tonight would be like with him finally by your side.
-
But all of those images shattered when Zhongli went straight to your shared room, Not even bothering to close the main door behind himself or even share you a glance. He looked as if his whole world had crumbled down around his feet and you felt so helpless, but it was too late now, he already went inside and closed the door softly behind him. Although it bothered you, You soothed yourself that it must probably be because he was just drowsy from working hard all week, but deep down you knew that it wasn't just that. The fact was that both of you barely talk considering his occupied schedule, you know you shouldn't pressure him or expect anything in return for such a short amount of time together. But still, you can't help but miss him, so you waited anxiously until his eyes landed on you.
Looks like, for you, The fascination he had been feeling towards you all this time had dissipated completely in an instant. Like he didn't feel anything anymore, it was as if everything he had felt about you before disappeared overnight. Now, it felt empty, void, almost as if you were a spirit, and nothing could bring you back into existence again. Even worse, you felt lonely without your boyfriend.
Was he seeing someone else? Did he find somebody else better than you? Many questions lingered inside of your mind and you wanted to resist the urge to just shout out all these questions, but all that came out was your heartbroken cry. You were so hopeless, so frustrated that you felt like crying tears of blood. But somehow, you managed to hold them back. Your feelings mustn’t affect him any further, he needs to take care of himself right now and you’d rather give him space than force him. If he wanted to spend the rest of the night with you, He would have done it by now...
When you finally got the courage to go and see what had happened, Zhongli was standing in front of the closet, staring blankly. His back facing you and his left arm hanging limp at his side as if he couldn't muster up any strength to move. Your breath hitched as a tear fell from your eye and your body moved forward automatically, without thinking. You weren't aware of what you were doing but what you know is how it felt so good to finally have your arms wrapped around him. You buried your face in his back and held him tight as if trying to keep him from vanishing into thin air.
He stayed silent, unmoving in your embrace, and you were about to break down completely when he suddenly turned around. His head rested against your shoulder as he wrapped his arms tightly around you, holding you tight too. Your eyes teared up even more and you sobbed openly, clutching onto him as if you'd never seen him for decades. You were so terrified, but you also felt like laughing hysterically. The relief, joy, and satisfaction you felt were overwhelming, it took a second for you to calm down enough to breathe properly. But you didn't let go of him either. As if you needed to reassure yourself that he was there. That he was there. “I miss you... so much... Zhongli..." you cried into his shirt, still clinging to him as tightly as possible.
"I miss you a lot too, I'm sorry..." he said softly, rubbing circles in your back to calm you. You knew Zhongli wants to say something, but all of his words failed him and you could tell he was struggling just as much as you are. After several minutes, when you calmed down a bit and your breathing returned to normal, "Y/n... I—"
You cut him off by pressing your lips against his, silencing him instantly. You didn't care, all you cared about was making up for the lost time. You kissed him like you meant to kiss him forever and you weren't willing to let him go even for a single minute, And Zhongli noticed how fast and frantic your kisses were getting, but he didn't complain at all. He just held you tighter and deepened your kiss, letting himself forget how hard he had worked today, how tired he felt, and most importantly, he forgot that you were waiting for him. All he know was he wants you, and you want him, so what was stopping the both of you from doing this?
His kisses were soft and gentle, but it wasn't long before his hands wandered under your shirt, running across your skin teasingly, making goosebumps appear on your exposed skin. Then they traveled southwards, caressing the curves of your stomach, then moving downwards. And all of a sudden you found yourself gasping for air, feeling so overwhelmed and breathless by his touch, but at the same time, he continued kissing you as if he hadn't done that in months, which he did.
Then, he unbuttoned your shirt and began kissing all along your collarbones and down to your chest, sucking on the spot where his thumb had just touched moments before. You whimpered softly, wanting nothing more than to feel his mouth on yours again and again, to melt into him, as if your bodies were made to fit perfectly together, like pieces of the same puzzle. You grabbed onto his hair, pulling him closer and deepening your kiss. Zhongli groaned and pulled away slightly, his lips brushing against yours once more.
You felt Zhongli's large palm against your breasts, you kept quiet, you didn't want to ruin this moment. Instead, you just leaned into his touch and allowed yourself to relax and enjoy his warm mouth on your skin. But Zhongli was relentless, he loved playing the seductress whenever he felt like it, so he proceeded to push you back onto the mattress and straddle you in one swift movement, pinning you down to the mattress with his strong arms as he kissed you again. You wrapped your legs around his waist, holding him tighter, craving his kisses and touches.
Suddenly, Zhongli's hands started roaming all over your body, and you could barely even breathe, he was touching you everywhere and you wanted nothing more but to let him touch you even more. You looked away as you felt yourself growing wetter when he pressed his body against yours, and soon you could feel how hard he was becoming against your abdomen. It made you feel so divine as if he was your heater and you just wanted to snuggle up closer to him, so you did. You let yourself fall deeper into his kisses as your hands ran through his hair, gripping the strands, he started grinding up against your crotch, making you moan and gasp out loud.
You took off his tie and loosened his suit jacket, pushing his shirt down to reveal his toned torso underneath. You started tracing circles on the skin below his chest with your hand, trying not to think about his bulge pressing against your stomach. Just then Zhongli's hands reached up towards your bra, undid it, and pushed it aside. Your breast tingled painfully as he sucked the sensitive flesh, and before you knew it you were squirming beneath him and reaching down with your free hand to unbuckle his belt. You tugged at his trousers impatiently, you needed him to get rid of them so you could feel him inside you again.
Zhongli seemed to have understood what you were hinting, However, he wanted to tease you a little first before he gave you what you wanted, his fingers fiddling with the zip of his pants, you were waiting for him to open it, but he suddenly stopped, looking at you with lust clouding his gaze. He was aroused to see you beneath him, after the exhausting day, you could see it clearly, but instead of saying it aloud, he just stared at you for some seconds longer, He slowly leaned forward again, kissing you deeply, and he started sucking and nibbling at your lower lip, while his other hand stroked gently down your thigh, grazing against your inner thighs. he took off your panties slowly, making sure to take his time to tease you, teasing your clit with his fingers before sliding his finger inside. Your back arched as you moaned softly, he placed another soft kiss against your neck and trailed down to your collarbone, leaving hickeys in his wake. You gasped loudly as his tongue entered your mouth, taking his time to taste every part of you.
After a while, he pulled away and removed his finger from your cunt. You panted heavily and looked at him, "W-Why'd you stop...?" you asked, your voice laced with disappointment. Zhongli didn't answer and continued on his way down to your stomach, trailing kisses along the length of your belly button. When he was close to you, he stopped and raised his face again, giving you an enigmatic smile as he gazed at you with burning eyes. Your hands instinctively reached his hair and tangled your fingers in it as you felt his tongue on your clit. The heat from his saliva seeping between your folds was almost unbearable and you gripped his hair harder, needing more of him.
Zhongli licked up your clit and you clenched your teeth when his warm tongue swirled around your clit, circling it delicately as he suckled your clit harder. Then he slid his tongue slowly between your folds, swirling it around delicately as he teased you relentlessly. You could hardly stand it anymore, you clutched the sheets and tried your best to remain quiet, hoping Zhongli wouldn't hear you. Fortunately for him, he did, because he smirked evilly and slowly moved his tongue inside of you, slowly pumping your clit, driving you crazy.
Your whole body shook uncontrollably with each thrust his tongue gave, your body twitching and tensing with pleasure now and then. He was relentless and merciless with his tongue, sucking on your clit faster and harder, driving you insane until you couldn't stand it any longer. you broke out into a string of incoherent sounds and moans as he continued to pump his tongue furiously inside of you, sucking harder and harder and making you lose control of your body.
"I-Im close..." you whimpered in pure ecstasy, grabbing tightly onto his hair, digging your nails into his scalp painfully, and Zhongli smiled wickedly, knowing he was going to drive you to insanity until you couldn't handle it anymore. His tongue went faster and faster, thrusting in and out of you with fervor, and before you know it, you were coming. He watched with satisfaction as your whole body shuddered violently and you came undone around him, cumming all over his tongue.
When you finally came down from your high, you were panting harshly and covered in sweat, your head resting against the pillow as you waited for your breathing to settle down. you released Zhongli's hair from your grip and sat up, wrapping your arms around your midsection. He watched as you adjusted yourself, and then turned to look at him, still a little out of breath.
"sweet as ever... do you want to keep going?"
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Pairings: Alhaitham, Cyno, Tighnari and Venti [separately] x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Sexual content ahead, creampie, unprotected sex, public sex, breeding kink, dry humping, lactation kink. Read responsibly.
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Alhaitham 📜
• Dry humping •
The scribe pinched the bridge of his nose in utterly frustration when he finished reading the letter a member of the Akademiya had left above his desk.
'Another useless reunion that they guarantee my presence is important. What a nuisance' He thought bitterly, putting the letter aside.
The House of Daena was comfortably quiet, only the sounds of books' pages being skimmed or small talk between some people could be heard. Perhaps if the ambience was noisy Alhaitham would have already snapped at some point.
His bad mood faded for a second or two when he heard the wooden door of the place being open. It revealed the one person's figure who could bring him some coziness.
"Alhaitham" You walked towards him, calling his name softly to not bring any attention to you two. "You seem upset by something"
'How can she be so accurate?'
Your hand caressed his hair in your usual manner to greet him, but this time a sigh of relief left his lips - almost as if he didn't want you to stop playing with his white locks.
Your hands went to his shoulders, easily noticing how tense they were. As you squeezes his shoulders as a way to release tension, Alhaitham feels every nerve of his body being ignited in such a good way.
He shudders with the small massage you were giving him, gaining a chuckle from you.
'Thankfully this desk is hard to notice when there are so many book shelves around here'
"(Name)...?"
"Yes, Alhaitham?"
"I need your help with something"
It wasn't difficult to notice how riled up he had gotten with so little stimulation.
"I'm yours, do whatever you want"
The next thing you knew was that you were pressed against a bookshelf with your boyfriend rutting his cock against your thighs. Precum made your fingertips sticky as you played with his sensitive tip.
You were fully clothed still, but your uniform* of the Akademiya allowed such contact with him. Meanwhile, Alhaitham had simply opened his zipper and slipped his hard cock out of his boxers.
So that was what exhaustion mixed with frustration resulted? You couldn't complain about anything, though.
He kept thrusting his aching dick between your thighs, whispering filthy words into your ear as you kept playing with his precum.
You tasted your fingertips, smiling devilishly afterwards and even if he couldn't see your face, he knew perfectly well what was happening.
When his orgasm grew closer, his fingers pulled your soaked panties aside so he could shoot his warm cum deep inside your heat.
"Take it like the good girl you're... I want to see you working here on the House of Daena as my cum seeps out of your womb into your panties" Alhaitham fixed his clothes after putting your underwear back in place from under your dress.
Pecking your lips quickly before returning to his desk, he whispered something against your ear that had you shivering in anticipation.
"And at night, after I'm done with this stupid reunion, I'll make you utterly mine time after time. I'll make sure to retribute your help this morning, my love"
Note: Imagine the Akademiya uniform such as Lisa's released skin :)
• Lactation kink •
"I'm home" Your husband spoke quietly, closing the door behind him, but he received no answer from you.
He thought it was weird not having you in the living room or in the kitchen like you usually did by the time he arrived home from the Akademiya.
"(Name)? Is everything alright?"
"Oh, hey love" You spoke a bit loud since you were for in the bathroom. You even tried to sound normal, but worry was all over your voice and he didn't let that detail slip.
"Are you okay? Does something hurt?" He asked concerned when he finally spotted your in the bathroom, fixing your clothes.
"I'm good, don't worry" He looked all over you trying to notice something different but ended up finding nothing new at all.
Shrugging it off, he pulled you to a hug, a hug that brought some discomfort to you one time that your body was so sensitive since some afternoons ago.
A few more hours passed with you two enjoying each other's company when the time to sleep finally came.
He had to admit it.
You looked absolutely sweet and beautiful even pregnant.
Something about the motherly glow made you even more gorgeous than you already were.
Alhaitham was lost in thought when your voice stopped his daydreaming.
"Those last few weeks of pregnancy are so difficult..."
"You're doing so well, my sweet girl. Soon enough we'll have our baby by our side, you just have to stay strong a few more weeks"
When your eyes started watering he brought your body close to his, hugging you tightly.
This time you couldn't hide the discomfort.
He immediately let go of you when he heard your whimper.
"I'm sorry... I-" Should you tell him?
"What's happening, (Name)? You can tell me anything, you know that. We're married, afterall" He didn't need your answer anymore when he spotted your shirt.
The fabric of your blouse was damp around the area of your breasts.
"I started lactating earlier than expect, is all" You spoke quietly, shy about the situation.
"You had me worried sick, but it was all about this... You shouldn't be ashamed about it, it's expected it would happen at some point" Your husband kissed your forehead.
"It gets uncomfortable whenever I produce too much of..." You sighed, not wanting to finish your line at all.
"I know a way of helping you"
"Usually I just use some utensils to pump it and discard it since it first started"
"My idea is perhaps more fun. What about you let me have a taste of your milk?"
"A-Alhaitham? Are you for real?"
"Why would I lie about such thing?"
"Are you sure about this?"
"As long as you're comfortable, I'll be pleased to experience such thing"
The next thing you knew was that Alhaitham was over you, sucking your nipple with the right pressure so he could taste your milk.
Letting go of you quickly enough, he pulled you to a kiss so you could taste it on his tongue. Separating from you to breathe, he soon came back to his newest discovery.
"You hid this detail for too long. I may need some retribution from you" He teased.
Cyno ⚜
• Breeding kink •
The smell of sex mixed with the warm fragrance of an incense was all over your senses dyring the night you accepted to be finally impregnated by your lover.
Flashes of the one man above you could be seen whenever you opened your eyes properly. Still, everything seemed blurred because of the intensity of his movements.
Something had changed inside of him by the time you agreed to conceive his child.
You noticed the minor details. His red eyes now expressed the urgency, the lust and desire he always managed to hide from you.
That night, he would give all of himself to you as a token of gratitude for all you had done for him, even when he didn't deserve anything but being left alone.
In the moonlight illuminated bedroom you took him inside of you so perfectly it could drive him insane.
Your hand shakily put the loose hair behind his ears as he thrusted inside your heat so viciously you knew you'd be sore.
His eyes were captivatingly beautiful even when clouded with lust.
The expression that crossed your face when another orgasm hit you would be forever on his mind. Furrowed eyebrows, agape lips and rosy cheeks created a singular sight.
"My perfect muse" Cyno whispered against your lips before kissing you with urge.
The soft squeezes of your walls around his cock gained a raspy moan from your lover, that slowly changed his pace.
"Fuck, this feels g-good" He breathes against your skin when your legs pressed his body against yours.
Feeling overestimulated, you whimpered his name as your nails marked the skin of his back. How many times have you both had sex that night? You had lost count.
How many times had Cyno filled you up to the brim with his warm cum?
You couldn't take much more, the excess of his essence had already dampened the bedsheets under you both. Still, he wanted to fuck his seed inside you one last time.
Cyno would get you pregnant that night.
He didn't give a fuck of how filthy or how sinful his thoughts and actions were.
As long as your body accepted the seed of life he was thrusting into you, as long as your body had no other choice than finally conceiving his child, everything was fine.
Some tears of pleasure streamed down your cheeks before he finally came one last time.
"It's alright... I'm here, my muse" Cyno whispered, kissing your wet cheeks. "You did so well this night... May the gods recognize our efforts by blessing us with our child"
He said softly, caressing your lower belly with the knuckles of his fingers.
• Lactation kink •
Finally seeing you after a dreadfully long mission was one of the best things Cyno could experience that night.
"Cyno!" You got up from the couch as quickly as your almost seven months pregnant tummy allowed you. "We missed you"
A genuine smile formed on his lips before he pulled you to an urgent kiss.
He won't let go of you so quickly, as you had to push him weakly so you could breathe.
"I'm sorry... I need all of you after being away for some weeks"
"I know, babe. And I'm here for you. Well, we're here for you, right little one?" You chirped as you guided Cyno's hand towards your belly so he could caress your stomach from above the dress you were wearing.
"They're jumpy because they heard their father coming back home" You said softly.
But Cyno's concentration was centered on another detail.
"You're tired" The eyebags didn't lie.
"Me? No... I'm just a bit..." Cyno's gaze was pressuring you to be honest. "You're right. My nights haven't been so calm"
Guiding you to the bedroom, Cyno was curious about your behavior.
"What do you mean by that? The baby is keeping you awake? Are you in pain?"
"No... It's something more complicated than that, Cyno... My body is..." You couldn't finish your line, as the tingling sensation on your breasts became hard to ignore.
"Your dress..." He muttered.
Had it happened in front of him?
"I'm sorry... I- I'll do something about it"
He stopped you from leaving the room.
"It's natural and expected for a pregnant woman to lactate at some point"
"It's too early... I keep producing more of it, even if our child doesn't need it yet"
"You shouldn't feel guilty. "Divine feminine" they say, remember?" A silly joke of his could always steal a smile from you.
"What do you do with the excess?"
"C-Cyno!"
"What? I'm your husband"
"I pump it and, well... Discard it"
"What a waste... You should let me help you until our baby isn't born" Your cheeks got red with the slyness of his line.
"If you wanna have a taste just say it, Cyno"
"Oh... So my wife finally understood what her husband wants from her? How clever she is"
When his energy switched from making jokes to drinking your milk, you noticed how much your body missed him.
Small and soft squeezes from his hands on your breasts helped the flow of milk leave your glands to arrive his mouth.
Cyno only stopped what he called "savoring time" when both of your breasts were soft again, bringing you some comfort.
"Do you want my final verdict?"
"Cyno...!" You cursed.
"Come on, it's good. A bit watery, but warm and as long it comes from you, I don't mind drinking it more times"
You deadpaned a little and before you could say anything, he broke the silence.
"Let's make up for the lost time on my mission. You're the one in control tonight"
Tighnari 🌿
• Breeding kink •
It took quite some time for him to bring up that subject to you.
He was worried that the stigma around having such thoughts and desires would make you feel uncomfortable or upset.
It was relieving knowing you accepted and validated that detail about him.
The first time you both had unprotected sex brought pure euphoria to him and only made his kink more fervent.
Fervent to the point he'd accept any opportunity to mark you as his with his essence. He would fill you up with his cum until you were leaking so he could have the excuse to fill you up once again.
The adrenalin that the possibility of getting you pregnant anytime you both had sex was addictive to him. The thought of creating life with you was something he truly craved.
That night, however, was special.
After studying your monthly cycle for some weeks, he knew you were fertile that night.
Tighnari could barely restrain himself when he smelled your scent after you had left the shower in his bedroom.
Almost as he was in a rut, only one thought crossed his mind: he would breed you raw.
You didn't notice he was in the room, but you soon felt your boyfriend pressing your naked body against his clothed one, making sure you felt how prepared he was to breed you.
"I'm sorry your shower won't be so useful"
...
Tighnari was fucking you raw against that mattress. An unusual thing for him, since he was the slow and steady type, but that night something was indeed off.
His hips moved swiftly against yours, filling you up completely just to almost leave you within seconds. He kept murmuring his thoughts against your ears as he thrusted inside you non-stop.
"I'll breed you so perfectly tonight, my doll..." His hand squeezed your throat softly, sending shivers down your spine as he kept talking to you. "Fuck, I'll fill you up with my seed so many times that your womb will be full of me..." His thumb brushed against your plumpy lips. "Say it to me, my doll. Say you want me to fuck you senselessly tonight... Say that you belong to me and me alone... Say that you're my little cum slut"
"Tighnari..." You could only cry in pleasure.
It was hard for you to say anything when you could barely think straight or breath properly. But he was right. You were his and you'd carry his child happily so you could finally have your own family.
"Your body will remember me even after we're done... Fuck, it will... I'll mark you all the ways I possibly can"
"Yes... Just like that, 'Nari-" You whimpered, leaning one hand on his shoulder "Fuck me hard, fuck me good... Fuck me until the only thing I have in my mind is you-"
You didn't even know how you managed to say such words while all you wanted to do was whimper his name non-stop.
He deserved this.
"Fill me up, 'Nari... I promise I won't waste a single drop of your cum"
Fuck, you were close.
So close it almost hurted.
"Cum for me, (Name)... Cum for me, baby... Cum, cum, cum..." Tighnari was in a trance as he kept murmuring such words while he still slammed his cock inside your heat repeatedly and oh so viciously.
You feel his body shudder as he comes inside of you and you can't stop the tears leaving your eyes as you feel his warm essence shooting deep inside of you, as the contractions from your walls helped his seed to reach the deepest parts of your womb.
"Forever and ever" He breathes against your lips before falling by your side on the bed.
...
You lay together for a while before something snaps inside of him.
"Hey babe...?" His usual gentle tone had returned, afterall. "I didn't hurt you, did I? I went over the top this time... I'm so sorry... I even called you-"
"Shh, 'Nari... It's fine. I truly enjoyed it"
A sigh of relief left his lips.
"Thank you for trusting me. I'll take care of you all night long, my sunshine"
• Lactation kink •
Tighnari was tracing patterns against the soft skin of your swollen stomach while he murmured a lullaby to the child inside your womb, that softly kicked you in joy.
You caressed his hair with love as you got so lost in thoughts you barely listened to him when he called your name.
"You seem distant. Is everything alright?"
"O-Oh..." You whispered shyly. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking a little, I guess"
"Thinking...? About what, sunshine?"
"We're almost there. I can't help but overthink about giving birth, forming a bond with our child or making sure everything is settled for them... I'm afraid, Tighnari"
Tighnari cuddled you from behind, carefully bringing your body towards his so he could hug you and whisper reassuring words against your ears.
"I'll be forever by your side. Gods, since the first time I laid my eyes on you I knew we'd be perfect together. You'll be an amazing mom, (Name), I'm completely sure about that. I know it's terrifying starting something new, specially something as big as stepping on motherhood, but you'll be enough and perfect in everything"
That moment could have been ruined if you both weren't used to that detail.
Being so close to your due date completely changed your body to the point you had already started lactating.
Tighnari dealed with it with ease and gentleness, as usual for his personality.
"Tighnari... I'm sorry"
"For what, sunshine?"
"I can't answer you the way you deserve... They are s-so sensitive and tingling"
"Oh... That. Is it okay if I help you?"
"It would bring me some comfort"
He had already felt that the shirt you were wearing was starting to get damp with milk.
"There's nothing to be ashamed about, (Name)" He said softly as he took off your (or his, since you always borrowed his clothes) shirt with care.
His ears perked up and his tail started wiggling in happiness, until he noticed he was way too excited and that could make you feel uncomfortable.
Clearing his throat, he whispered a "sorry", but you reassured him it was okay. Actually it was cute and almost funny seeing him so happy about such thing, just like a toddler.
"They're so round and inviting... Archons, you're perfect, (Name)... You're the most perfect person of this world" Tighnari muttered before he started sucking one of your nipples, carefully choosing the right pression to not hurt you.
Jolts of your specialty filled his mouth before he swallowed all of it with urge, soon seeking for more of what you had to offer him.
"So warm... Such a delicate taste~" Your lover sounded like he was talking to himself.
Your hand caressed his soft hair as he did his job of relieving you, every now and then scratching his ears only to hear him purring in pleasure.
"I need you now" Tighnari said firmly.
"So make me yours once again, love"
Venti 🍎
• Lactation kink •
It was a surprise even for Venti that one day he'd have a family.
It was impressive that such carefree and independent spirit of an archon had fell utterly in love with a human.
Not that the anemo archon would prefer to lead his life alone, sampling unlimited freedom. Nonetheless it was interesting he chose to stand by an ordinary path.
He chose to start a family to call his with the human he loved.
You were lost on those thoughts when you heard the door of your home being open with a wind current following it's way inside the place.
Smiling, you knew the bard had finished his performances for the day.
"Venti!" You sang happily.
"How are my favorite girls doing?"
Since the first moment you told Venti you were carrying his child he started referring to the baby as a girl, saying that 'something'  told him you both would have a girl.
"Still saying we're having a girl, I see" You joked, kissing his lips briefly, but the man didn't let go of you.
His kiss showed urge as the man guided you through the corridor that ended in your bedroom. You knew exactly what would happen from now on if you gave in.
"Venti... You barely arrived~"
"But I missed you all day long, my muse"
You felt his fingers untying your dress, that once fallen on the ground, revealed your body to him.
Carefully guiding you to the bed, he bard hummed a song as he brushed his fingertips against your 4 months pregnant stomach.
"We still have a long way to go" He pressed kisses against the skin of your neck and collarbones. "But I can't wait to meet her"
Lowering his kisses to your breasts, his eyes seemed to glow brighter by the time he unclasped your lacy bra.
Perhaps your breasts were his new favorite part from your body.
Of course the hormones had changed your body so you could nurture a life properly and by that I mean that you gained some chest.
"Ne, my muse... They're bigger and more sensitive... I could play around with them without getting bored~" His tongue swirled around your nipple, making your squirm under his frame.
"V-Venti..." You whimpered in pleasure when he blew the umid bud before attacking it once again. He sucked your nipple in need, every now and then whispering some praises that had you blushing hard.
Soon, a tingling sensation started on your breasts, but you shrug it off thinking it was the heat of the moment.
But when your lover's eyes widened for a bit before letting go off your breast abruptly that things got a bit... Weird.
"W-What's wrong?"
Instead of answering you, the bard simply squeezed your soft mound, collecting the white-ish liquid that streamed down your nipples. He licked his digits clean, opening a smirk before saying calmy:
"You're already lactating, my muse"
"What? This m-must be a mistake... I'm barely 4 months into the pregnancy!"
"Maybe I went over the top with the constant sucking and squeezes during sex. Maybe, just maybe, my actions ended up sending a sign to your body that you're ready to produce milk for our little bundle of joy"
Another crashing news.
First it was that you were carrying a god's child inside your womb and now this...?
"Don't worry though, I can always help you to get rid of the excess milk" He winked.
"Barbatos!" You reprimanded him.
"Oh come on, my muse... It will be a waste if someone doesn't enjoy of your specialty"
"Now, let me have a taste of you before I make you mine after such long day"
Sighing in defeat, you simply enjoyed how weirdly good it felt to breastfeed your partner while his fingers were occupied with another portion of your body.
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𝘈:𝘯- 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦... 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯! 𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦.... 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵? 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦.
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*𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤... 𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥.
*𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
*(𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴). 𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺.... 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺.
*𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵.
*𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯.
*𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.
*𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰𝘰... 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 ��𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵.
*𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.
*𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳... 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵... 𝘐𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵.
*𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.
*𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.
*𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘸.
*𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸.
*"...𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘴.... 𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨?"
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𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘴.
*𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 (𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵)
*𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.
*𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 .
*𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘓𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘋𝘰𝘵.
*𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥.
*𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧.
*𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥... 𝘉𝘶𝘵.. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘺𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘪𝘭𝘰 𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘯.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧... 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥... 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.
*𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
*"𝘺/𝘯-𝘬𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴!"
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𝘋𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦
*𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.
*𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴!
*𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰.
* 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥.
*𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘺.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺?
*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘪𝘵!
*"𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺/𝘯! 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺!"
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𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯.
*𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
*𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘦.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘈𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳.
*𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵.
*𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵.
*𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮! 𝘜𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺, "𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵?"
*𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.
*𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵.
*𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰?
*"𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱? 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥..."
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𝘓𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦.
*𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦!
*𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺!
*𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘦!
*𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘴.
*𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘋𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵... 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭.
*𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
*...𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦
*"𝘺/𝘯-𝘬𝘶𝘯. 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘪? 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 ���𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳!"
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𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘴.
*𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
*𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩?
*𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵.
*𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘣𝘶𝘵... 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦... 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘵.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
*𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
*𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵... 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘺. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨...
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦... 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩.
*𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘖𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴... 𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰... 𝘉𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦.
*𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.
*"𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺/𝘯".
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𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘥 (𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤)
*𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥.
*𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤.
*𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴.
*𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘰.
*𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵.. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
*𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵... 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘨.
*"𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘉𝘰𝘶𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶"
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𝘈:𝘯- 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭! 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦
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What do you think, could yan Diluc secretly give darling an aphrodisiac to drink because of desperation?
I can see him clutching the damn vial of poison that'll make his darling dripping wet, ready to be filled by the only person available to them—Diluc. He hates the idea. Hates that he needs to resort to such dirty tricks, but his cock has been hard for days. If he doesn't get to bury it in at least your hot, ragged breath, he might have to kill a lot of people to get it out of his system for the lack of a better way to calm himself. Cold baths in the rivers haven't done anything for him ever since he accidentally imagined you skinny-dipping with him.
It's not an actual poison, but he knows it will cloud your mind and heat up your body to the point of pain. To the point where you'll be writhing on the floor, desperate and sobbing in need. He could never get you on your knees, begging him to fuck you without a little extra help, and the thought of your hazy eyes alone is nearly sending him over the edge. No amount of hitting his head against a wall will banish the thought of tears brimming your eyes as you ask him to help you, to make the burning go away. To be the protector he swore to be.
Nor will violence make the idea of you becoming a sloppy mess, moaning and screaming his name, any less orgasm-inducing. There's already a wet stain on his pants when Diluc enters your room, but he holds back until you had a sip of your drink before pouncing. Diluc would have preferred a more natural approach to getting you the pleasure you deserve. Still, the least he can do is wipe the excess aphrodisiac from your lips and lick it off before crashing his mouth to yours. 
It's not even just for his pleasure. You, well-fucked and satiated, will probably help let off some much-needed steam for both of you. You can scratch, bite, and punch him as much as you want, but nothing takes away the stress like a good mingling of bodies and a proper pounding. Diluc won't rest until enough orgasms leave you that you are barely alive in his arms, only to push you into another one for good measure. There's nothing more erotic than your limb body, drool dripping from your mouth with the incoherent gargles, and the knowledge that he did that to you. That it was Diluc that sent you to Celestia and brought you back with just his efforts (and cock). And, well, good old aphrodisiac.
But it will all be worth it when you still remember the feeling of his cock filling you days later, Diluc not touching you, and keeping his visits short. When in the weak, lonely moments, his adoring gaze fills your mind, making your body throb with the desire to do it again. To have him on top of you, sweating, smiling sweetly, telling you how much he loves you and how perfect you are while he absolutely wrecks your body with his desire. The way his cock filled you completely, hitting all the good spots and making you cum continuously, fluids dripping from you as if you were loose even though you were just filled to the brim. You'll even get turned on from remembering the room smelling like two pigs in heat got it on for hours after hours filled with confessions and orgasms. It's all so shameful to admit, and you hate the hold these memories have on you. And yet, you can't help but touch yourself as you imagine Diluc consuming you entirely once more, your hands never enough.
You might be too ashamed to ask, but Diluc already has a second vial in his desk drawer waiting for you, just in case you don't have to courage to be honest with yourself without help.
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