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#hsr aventurine x male reader
melonn-soda · 1 month
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❝ DON'T LEAVE JUST YET ( LET ME BREATHE WITH YOU ) ... ❞
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warning(s): aventurine/ m! reader, nothing that serious (I believe) other than aventurine just not feeling well, comfort (chara. receiving), ooc aventurine?
prompt: aventurine has a rough start to his morning and he really need you to be with him.
notes: short comfort drabble with aventurine bc I feel like it. also I didn't play the new update so I don't have a clear idea on what his past was like. if anything is considered offensive, please tell me so I may change it!!
fem aligned dni
Mornings with Aventurine are usually slow with the reluctance of wanting to get up and the sluggish movements from underneath the warm covers rendering the possibility because you both are just too comfortable. Your lover is usually always first to get up and wake you, though, through lazy kisses on your forehead with a slight brush of your hair. Sometimes, it's you who was to wake him because he was working later than he would've liked and harder than he has before.
So, as the orange and red hues of the waking sun seep past the forest green curtains and flood the bedroom in all its softness, you stir awake and shift against the man who has you in his hold. Eyelids still feeling heavy, you shuffle so your face is buried deeper into Aventurine's collarbone, his arms that settle themselves around your waist tightening then loosening as he begins to rise from his sleep.
Feather-like kisses are pressed against the edge of his collarbone, just to let him know that you're still awake. He sighs into your hair after a while, sounding more exhausted than you would've like for him to be. In a quick decision, you decide it's best to make breakfast today and begin to draw away from him, slowly, as to not startle his barely awake self.
However, you plans are cut short as you feel him yank you back into place, Aventurine's nose finding its place in-between your neck and shoulder, arms wrapped tighter around your waist. You blink, not moving because he clearly does not want you to leave and that means something is terribly wrong.
"Ven?" You whisper, bringing a hand up to brush some of his bangs that are messily covering his eyes away from them, "You okay? Water?" Questions leave your lips, carefully, as to not scare him away, if that were even possible.
His voice cracks, you're not sure if it's because of the sleep or if he's beginning to cry but it cracks, "Can you just stay for a moment? Please? Don't want you to leave just yet.. Need you t'be with me right now." His eyelashes brush against your skin and his lips graze your neck as he speaks, and as per his request you don't move, attempting to press yourself closer against him even if all of you was as close as humanly possible. It was one of those days for him.
"D'you wanna talk about it?" You ask, running your fingers through his hair. Aventurine's head shakes against you because he doesn't feel ready to open up all of his sensitive memories to you. But that's okay, because healing takes time and you'll wait an eternity for him. With reassuring kisses against his hair and soft strokes of his face, you hope that he gets the message that you'll always be there when he needs you most, waiting and ready to listen.
Two hours pass, the sun now fairly high in the sky, making the room brighter. Somewhere in between those hours, you fell right back asleep unknowingly for a few minutes but always awoke to Aventurine still holding you tight (not that you minded). Each time that happened, yours lips pressed against his forehead to tell him you're awake now.
"...Thank you for not leaving." Aventurine mumbles onto your skin, slowly pulling away from you. His face was now visible, saturated swirls purple and green not facing your direction and instead directed at the end of the bed, "Sorry if I inconvenienced you."
You shush him softly, bringing your hand up to his cheek and brushing your thumb against his cheekbone, "I don't mind one bit. You matter so much more than anything else that I need to do today. If anything troubles you, I'm happy to just be there for you. Don't feel bad about asking for some company, Ven." A kiss is placed right between his eyebrows and Aventurine can't help but melt. His boyfriend, someone who treasures above all, is all he could've asked for. So patient, so gentle, so considerate, someone who he knows he could place all his trust in even if his instincts refuse to comply.
And when Aventurine looks into your eyes for the first time this morning, he feels at ease to see that you gaze at him with those same loving eyes as you always do. No anger directed at him because he refuses to tell you all about his life, no disappointment because you feel like he doesn't trust you enough, nothing. Nothing but love.
"I should- um, probably go make us some breakfast." He stutters, making a motion to slip out of his side of the bed. His silk pajamas glide against the sheets smoothly, only to be pulled back and have the sheets tossed right back over his chest, "Huh-?"
"Nuh uh," You quickly deny him, taking one of the stuffed animals on your side of the bed and placing it next to him, "I'll take care of that today, you need to rest, even if you're not tired. I'll call you in sick or something so you can have the day off."
"But-"
"But nothing, Ven," A peck to Aventurine's lips quickly shuts him up, "Just relax, it's the least you could do. You deserve this more than you think you do. I'll make some French Toast for us, yeah?" You tell him, slipping out of bed and your feet sliding into your fuzzy slippers. And with a click of the door, you're off to cooking.
Aventurine stares at the door for a bit before holding your stuffed animal close to his chest, the toy still smelling like you. He's glad he has someone like you in his life. Because of this, he doesn't think he'll ever stop loving you.
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xueyidweams · 18 days
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thinking about aventurine experiencing sex with feelings for the first time, not just attraction but love. I think he would cry a lot, both from the pleasure and the overwhelming feeling of being loved so dearly that you worship his body. It’s not a prize to be won, a chip to win a gamble, its his body and it is loved. He cries and whimpers and hugs you, always holding your hand in one way or another ‘i love you’s’ spilling from his mouth as he gets close… yeah… yeah…
Being praised, being loved and embraced like he matters like this means the world to you… and it does and he knows and yet he can’t will himself to believe and yet he braves it, he opens his wound to you, lets you lick his wounds and embrace him in his darkest moments and it feels like the hardest and yet easiest battle in his life, so overwhelming yet so freeing��
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st4rrth0ughts · 1 month
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Fingering Aventurine till he cant take it anymore. ♣️🎲
tw/cw: fingering, begging, dacryphillia, rough sex, against the wall, semi public-public (office, unlocked and door half open), missionary, creampie, petnames (angel, darling, sweetheart), belly bulge, cervix fucking, mind break A/n: hi im back
He was being a brat all day, ignoring you because you had paperwork to do, refusing to give you your daily kiss, and spending all night at the casino, gambling. If only he knew how pent up you'd been all day… he wouldn't be in this position, trapped on your lap. But naughty boys deserve punishment, don't they?
The way Aventurine keeps bucking his hips onto your two fingers shoved deep into his pussy, whimpering and moaning softly as slick dribbled down his bare thighs, your gloved hand running smoothly over his chest, all while his hands are gripping your collar in a death grip. Behind the desk, it merely looked like Aventurine and his lovely bodyguard were just in another stupid intimate position, which may IPC members often find the two in. Despite the many warnings and yelling you two received from Diamond and the occasionally Topaz with Numby's aggressive squeaking, it didn't stop the two of your from fucking right here in the dead of night.
A small cry escapes him as he cums on your girthy fingers for the 3rd, 4th time that night? He's lost count, but its not enough. "hnn…darling, nh, p-please, i want your cock, pleease!" The gambler's hips were bouncing on your fingers incessantly, his beautiful purple eyes hazy with lust and need as a bit of drool slipped past his lips. You've punished him enough, if you left him like this, he'll be sure to hiss and complain until you give in. Pulling off your pants which Aventurine had already undone, somehow, and pushing him up against the wall, a satisfied grin on the gambler's face arises.
It quickly dissipates as he's screaming into your shoulder as your length plows into his slick pussy, no matter how many times you two had sex, rough or gentle, Aventurine was very sure he'd never fully get used to your length. Your cock hitting that sweets spongy spot deep inside him, the way your finger reaches down to assault his clit, pinching and rolling it between your finger in tandem with your movements, the only thing he's able to do is moan and drool as his eyes roll back, cumming around your cock as it hits his cervix.
He doesn't know when, but suddenly, the two of you were on the couch in his office, fully visible if anyone walked past the half open office door. His back was pressed against the couch, and he almost faints when he sees the bulge in his belly, crying out as your cock pounds against his cervix, wrapping his legs tightly around your waist, his breathe coming out in heavy puffs and tears spilling down his reddened cheeks, his hands weakly grasping at the cushion behind his head.
When your hips jerk and he feels warmth spilling into his body, filling his cunt full of your seed, his mind goes blank as his thoughts evaporate into nothing, his pupils hazy as the gambler's body twitched weakly. You pull away as his legs falls back onto the couch, cum spilling out of his puffy cunt into a small pool, his legs jerking slightly as he squirts. A soft wail emerges from the blonde's throat as you ick him up, sitting behind him as his back is pressed to your chest, legs forced open as he feels you thrust your still hard cock into his leaking pussy.
Aventurine almost instantly squirts again, a loud shriek escaping him as you fuck your cum right back into him, the thrill of anyone walking by, deciding to be nosy, and just stumbling upon the senior manager being fucked like a cute whore was too much for him to handle as his mind blanks out, creaming around your cock as his body goes limp, his bright diamond pupils melting into pretty hearts as his legs spasm. Cooing softly as you release in him, pulling out as it spills from the gambler's folds and onto the floor, humming as you shut the door from where the two of you are seated, locking it. He looks pretty when he's fucked dumb like this, maybe you should do it more often.
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moonsaver · 24 days
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Ohhgghuhohoho..... wait wait i dont have the entirety of aventurine's backstory accurately but imagine. Just imagine!!
Imagine coming across him while he was still "enslaved" (technically he still is, to the IPC but lets ignore that), unkept hair, shackles binding his hands, tattered clothing and so on.
You're just a passerby, someone who was minding their business when you see him. You do your best to help him, offering your jacket because his skin is freezing cold, giving him some food, trying to hide him from whoever's looking out for him, to treat him just once.
Sneaking him back to your home so you can sit him down peacefully on a warm sofa and treat his wounds so carefully, asking him painful details in such a soft, caring voice that he could almost cry, wiping away the dirt next his wounds because he won't let you see his face or move the hair out of his eyes, flinching but never once complaining about the pain when you disinfect his wounds with alcohol.
Imagine years, maybe even a good decade after he's become the illustrious senior manager of the IPC strategic department, who regrets never actually asking your name, who regrets not taking a closer look at your face, who only remembers your voice when he goes to sleep. He dreams, dreams, and dreams of that moment you cared for him for so long that it grows heavy in his chest.
And when he does find you, he's delighted. That's what he's supposed to feel at least. But you don't recognize him. And he can't blame you. You'd have never known you took in a Sigonian to care for at some point. But its alright, he knows just what to do.
Pulling a few taut strings is enough to leave you in a vulnerable spot – maybe one of your closer relatives went into debt and need your help? Maybe you're the one who's gone into debt? It won't take too long digging up incriminating details about you; where you work, your friends, your hobbies.. Or perhaps he should just show up to your little box of a house again, and repay your generosity directly? That memory of you in the past weighs heavy in his chest, but the now you weighs his heart heavier. You don't recognize him, but once you're in the palm of his hands, he'll make sure you never forget.
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draconic-desire · 7 days
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To the Grave (400 subs!)
Yandere Aventurine x Reader
Yet another escape attempt thwarted. How will Aventurine react?
Warnings: Yandere behavior, implied kidnapping, forced imprisonment and affection
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The room is cold, and not just because you’re half naked and shivering, clutching at your thin pajamas. No, it’s because the man across from you is radiating an aura more bone-chilling than Jarilo-VI.
Aventurine dismisses the IPC grunts who dragged you in with a wave of his hand. You get a sick sort of satisfaction that it took four of them, plus a senior staff member in a mech suit, to finally restrain you this time.
Your escape this round was spontaneous, but you couldn’t turn your nose at the opportunity when you noticed the guards had failed to lock your door that evening. You’d sprinted out wearing nothing but the ridiculous, skimpy nightwear that Aventurine liked to return to you wearing. You’d made it as far as the outskirts of the manor before you were grabbed and tackled by the pursuing goons.
Hence how you found yourself here, presented to the very man who held you captive against your will.
The room is dead silent. His back is to you, so you can’t gauge his expression, but you notice he’s playing with a single chip, tossing it back and forth between his hands—a tick that you’ve learned means he’s thinking, calculating.
“Did you really think your little stunt would work?” His voice is calm, barely over a whisper, but it still sends a shiver down your spine. Your nails dig into your palms ever so slightly harder, leaving crescent moons in their wake.
“The odds haven’t stopped me before,” you throw back, mocking his own betting lingo.
Aventurine lets out a dry, breathy laugh. “And that’s what makes a gambler. That desperate desire to cling to the hope that the next time will be the jackpot.”
“I’m willing to take those odds if it means a lifetime without you.”
He does not have one of his normal, clever comebacks for that, apparently. He merely flicks the chip one more time and snatches it midair in his left hand, which then moves to settle behind his back.
“Do you have any idea the lengths I go to in order to keep you safe?”
At first, you think you imagine it—the edge of hurt, the crack in his voice. But then you notice his posture, the hand held behind his back, the fist shaking ever so slightly. It’s the same as when he’s making a risky bet, when he’s scared of the next play.
Some of your bitterness morphs to confusion. “Aventurine—”
This time he turns, and his mesmerizing, beautiful, terrifying Avgin eyes meet your own. “You know what to call me.”
“Kakavasha,” you breathe out after a pause. At the sound of his true name, you see him release a breath, some of the ice melting around his eyes. “This isn’t safety, this is a prison. You can’t expect me to…”
Your voice trails off as he wraps his arms around you, one hand caressing your hair while the other attaches to your hip. He buries his nose into your neck, right at the base of your jaw, and you suck in a breath. You still feel the ghost of pain from each previous bite and bruise he’s left on your neck, the marks he uses to stake his claim on you.
He releases a choked laugh, making your knees weak with fear. You brace yourself for pain, for the sting of his fangs as he sinks his teeth into your flesh—
Except you realize he’s not laughing, he’s crying.
“I was so frightened, (Y/n). I thought—I thought you were gone—” Each attempt is cut off with another hitched breath, his grip on you like a vice. “You’re all I have left, the only thing that I can protect. I can’t lose you, too. I’ll give you anything. So please, just…stay.”
Your initial shock starts to bleed into uncertainty. Strings of doubt, of guilt, wrap around your heart. How can you pull away from him, knowing his past? How fate has stolen every loved one from him, leaving him a broken shell that he himself was forced to piece back together? Can you truly blame him for his possessiveness, his need to keep you?
Of course you can, logic tells you. But the lost man—no, the frightened Avgin boy, the last of his kind—who is clutching you with such unbridled affection and sadness doesn’t need your reasoning, he needs your understanding, your compassion.
You sigh, placing your hand on his head and running your fingers through his golden tresses, in the manner you know he loves so dearly from you. “I’m sorry. I—I’m not going anywhere.”
“No,” he agrees, his voice suddenly clear, “you aren’t.”
Something rattles and wraps around your neck with a click.
“Wha-what—!” You scratch at your nape, at the metal fixture that you don’t even need a mirror to identify. No. He couldn’t have. He wouldn’t, not after everything he himself has been through, he wouldn’t subject you to the same humiliation and torture—
Aventurine gives the chain attached to the shackle around your neck a light tug. When your eyes lock with his, you see they are void of tears, brimming only with smug victory. The basted fucking faked it.
How easily you had fallen for the mask of Kakavasha, only to be met by the reality of Aventurine, his heart as hard as stone.
You immediately thrash, baring your teeth at him. “Bastard! Liar! Heartless wretch!” You growl when you hear him laugh at that last one. “I will never stop fighting you, not until you are alone, dead, and buried as you deserve!”
“That may be so,” he drawls, “but your willing compliance certainly isn’t something I’m willing to bet on.” He pulls you close by your chain, licking your fallen tear of frustration. “So how about I bring you to the grave with me, hm?”
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deadloverxx · 8 days
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thinking about aventurine, sex with whom was a one night stand at first.
male reader, 18+, mdni, top male reader, alcohol use.
he didn't expect anything more or anything less when getting a little bit too tipsy with you on a night out. you know how this goes - cards, poker chips, a couple of cocktails on your table, and as the night progresses those cocktails turn into a bottle of wine, then of whisky... and before you know it, the chips are abandoned on the table and his credit card pays for a private suite upstairs, and your lips clash in the elevator as you taste the mix of everything you drank and ate tonight on each other's lips.
it's not you specifically, aventurine tells himself as he watches you tear his clothes off, your teeth and hands all over him. he was just feeling lonely, went along with the moment, he tries convincing himself, but you feel just a little bit too good rearranging his insides, moaning in his ear as he left little scratches on your back. and as you kept plunging into him, he couldn't even think or say anything besides "hmm! y/n... fuck, more, more..!"
and when he wakes up with sunlight on his face, and your arms around him, he panics. it was just a drunken mistake, everyone sleeps with their friends sometimes, he thinks, quickly dressing up and searching for his belongings within the mess of the room the two of you made. but when closing the door behind him, aventurine couldn't help but steal a glance at your peacefully sleeping form. downstairs, he paid for you both and ordered you the nicest breakfast in the room, not out of guilt, he tells himself, "just so his hangover is a bit better.."
and yet he finds himself thinking back to the encounter when nights get a little too lonely. he can't help himself but send you a message
"wanna play tonight? all on me."
the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. and the whole time you were both laughing, he clenched his fist under the table, breath barely noticeably hitching. and when you, unsurprisingly, lost the round, it was field day for aventurine.
his purple, charming eyes gaze in yours as he announces his wish, tongue gently running over his lips. "kiss me." voice echoing, trying really hard not to shake as the gambler tries desperately to keep up his facade of dominance, to hide the dreadful fear of rejection. and as your hands find themselves against his waist again, lips, teeth crashing, you mutter: "could've just asked me like a normal guy."
aventurine chuckles, that chuckle suddenly drowning out in a moan as his hands clutch to you in desperation, rubbing up against the hard on in your pants, growing more and more desperate. when you find yourself in his bed this time, he makes sure to treat you better, already prepped beforehand, shaved and waiting for you to fuck him over and over again all night long. cum on his face, body and hands, he can't even go to the shower, because once he does, pulls you in with him and moves on his knees.
this morning he doesn't run away, instead admiring the both of you in the mirror, tracing your handprints and hickeys on his pale body, cock getting hard all over again, just in time for you waking up.
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bitterchocoo · 25 days
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Hello! I have been reading everything you post and I love the way you write.
I would like to request Aventurine to meet a Child who suffered from the same past as him and because of that the child never smiles and his eyes lack shine. Only if you want, of course. Thank you for your time🫂!
Kilmer
Aventurine | Child M. Reader (Platonic)
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"I'm worried now this is the new worst low of my life. Conveniently, heaven allows such things to exist with no punishment."
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It's just a transaction.
It was just a transaction.
Until he saw the child standing next to the person he was making a deal with.
He stood there, completely motionless, straight as a pole. He doesn't slouch, he doesn't move, he stands still like a statue next to the old man wearing a black suit. If he was the man's son he would be sitting on one of the sofas, probably goofing off or action entitled. But this child..
He just stands there with a blank expression, his eyes not even reflecting the light in the room. They look so dull. So lifeless.
The man seems to have noticed Aventurine's gaze on the child as he chuckles. "I see he caught your interest, like my newest toy?"
Toy..? This caught his attention as his eyes scanned the child. He seems emotionless, only there to stand and act pretty, given how expensive and luxurious his suit appears to be.
Like a little trophy.
"Haha! What a catch right? I'll say he's worth the price!"
Price...? Does he mean—"You bought him?"
"He was in the auction! Can't you believe it? They say he's the last of his kind too! How exotic!"
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......Last of...
Aventurine's smile dropped as his expression became unreadable.
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The second time Aventurine saw him was at the hotel during the banquet. He saw the child standing alone with his back against the wall and a champagne glass in hand. Seeing this, he decided to approach him. "You look too young to be drinking that."
He didn't reply.
"Your suit looks nice, is it polyester?"
No response.
'This is getting awkward..' Aventurine thought, averting his gaze away as he thought of how to get the child to talk. The child glanced up at Aventurine, scanning him before finally speaking up. "You're the man from before.."
His voice is hush, almost like a whisper, and is awfully monotone. So flat. So bland. As if there's no life at all.
"Ah! Yes, I am Aventurine, the one who talked to your.. uh.. caretaker.." He fell silent once more before replying. "...[Name].."
"[Name]! What a lovely name."
Aventurine scanned the child, looking at him up and down. His hairstyle and suit is still the same and his stoicism too. Then his gaze landed on the boy's neck. He saw something poking through his collar and out of curiosity Aventurine looked a little closer.
[Name] seems to notice his gaze and turned his head away, a little uncomfortable by the staring. But as he turned his head, it only gave Aventurine a full view of the thing he was trying to see and that's when he realized something.
It's a tattoo. No... a series of numbers. An actual serial number is tattooed onto the boy's neck.
This revelation makes Aventurine subconsciously put a hand on his neck, on his own marking that was burned onto him a long time ago.
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mysacredmuse · 2 months
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museee do u have any nsfw aventurine hcs?? id love to see them ! 🥺
- 🦁 anon
hello dear !! I wrote 2.. 2? I think 2, LOL, but those were more specific (you can find them in my masterlist on my pinned post!), so I decided to do general nsfw headcanons for you :) <3
I hope that you will enjoy it! :) <3
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reader: I've done both - female & male anatomy, but it is mostly gender neutral :)
cw/tw: nsfw - mdni!, mentions of collars, marking, thigh fucking & riding, mirror sex, praise & degrading, spanking, dry humping, oral, choking, bondage, cum control, edging & overstimulation, breeding, cockwarming, sensory play & blindfolds, office sex, nudes & tapes, pegging
dividers by @/saradika-graphics :)
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• Aventurine • General NSFW Headcanons •
he likes soft & rough sex. Although, if he had to choose which one he prefers, it would be soft & romantic one. He likes to take his time with you, he enjoys the intimacy, passion, love and softness of it all ! It's his favorite thing - to sloppily thrust into you, gently pressing his hips into yours while watching your face, tenderly exploring your body with his fingertips or making out with you ! :3
big on making out !!!!!! he loves making out during sex !!!!! he will literally beg you to make out with him or ask you to kiss him. He just wants to have you as close as possible and as much of you as possible <3
he is a heavy switch. Being a dom or a sub is all good with him as long as both of you trust each other and feel comfortable. If you are a submissive, he wouldn't mind being dominant all the time and vice versa. However, he would like to be able to switch from time to time simply depending on his mood and desires at the moment :3
when it comes to his kinks, most of them are not too extreme. He enjoys collars. Either being collared by you or having you collared for him. That's only when there's mutual trust though, he would never participate in collaring with someone that he doesn't trust or care about. Which is also why he would find a very unique collar for you, perhaps even multiple so you can choose depending on your mood. They would all have something that is related to your own likings - favorite nickname, praise, degradation, your name even, color, certain accessories and additions :3
he loves marking ! Either you marking him or him marking you - it all goes. He prefers being marked on his chest, back, tummy, thighs & neck while he enjoys marking you anywhere that he can reach. Your whole body is just beautiful to him and he wants it all for himself :3 In case that marks can't really be seen on your body, then he would just enjoy only collaring you as a form of "marking", it would be more than enough for him :)
he also enjoys being tied up & tying up. Handcuffs, shibari, bows, ties, belts - anything that can serve a purpose for tying up is good to him :3
he likes cum control being done on him while he is tied up. He loves edging and he loves to be a good boy for you and show you how desperate he is while the two of you watch his cock leak precum & cum down slowly, all while he twitches and quivers. It's also the fact that he enjoys being vulnerable like that with you and letting you take control over him :3
however, if you have a cock yourself, he does enjoy doing cum control you as well. Seeing you all tied up while your cock is at full exposal for him and he gets to do anything he wants until he turns you into a little pathetic mess is truly a lovely treat for him <3 He likes to tease, gently licking the dripping cum down your cock all the way up to the tip of it but not letting you finish just yet.., only cleaning you up and edging you further <3
on the contrary, if you own a pussy, he still enjoys edging you & overstimulating you. His favorite is to tie you up for the bed, perhaps even tie your legs open for him while he gets do to whatever he'd like to do to you. Eat you our for hours while not letting you cum or maybe using only toys to edge you. If he is in a more dominant mood, he will use everything he can. Eat you out, then edge you with toys even further, then let you rest for a bit, then eat you out again until you almost cum.. and the circle continues :3
speaking of edging, he also likes to edge himself while he fucks you. He loves sliding his cock in and out of you slowly, letting it twitch and become even a bit painful as he uses you to edge himself. It's even better if you are the one ordering him how to fuck you and edge him like that :3
to finish it off, his favorite is to edge you and then overstimulate you. He also likes when you do that to him. Turning you from begging & pleading mess that is asking him to let you cum into a sniveling little overwhelmed mess that is telling him that they can't take it anymore is truly a beautiful sight for him. You can take one more for him, right?
cockwarming. that's it. cockwarm him or let him cockwarm you - he loves it <3
he loves giving oral. He loves receiving as well, but he prefers to please in that department. It's for his own pleasure too, he could quite literally (and he will) cum while eating you out or sucking your cock. It's simply too much for him to handle - the way your body reacts, the way you sound, the fact that he is the one that makes you feel that good. Enough for him to cum in his pants, really :3
bonus to the previous point: please pull his hair, he loves that... a lot
he is also a big fan of dry humping or simply grinding against each other until both of you cum from it. It's not necessary for him to have sex in order to enjoy and he thinks the neediness and desperation that a heavy makeout session combined with dry humping & grinding holds is quite attractive given that it makes both of you desperate and even more passionate since it's so limited movement & sensations wise :3
thigh riding & thigh fucking ! He loves to fuck your thighs and if he can get just a bit friction of your pussy or balls while he does it, he is going to lose his mind. He is fairly composed a lot of times, but something about thigh fucking makes him completely different than usual. He also loves to let you ride his thigh until you cum, perferably while having a collar on OR in front of a mirror. Also, he would let you fuck yourself between his thighs too, especially if he is punishing you or in a mood to tease you. You want to fuck his thighs..? Well then, make sure to jerk him off while doing it and no, you don't get to stop or take a break or you won't cum ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯
speaking of thigh riding in front of a mirror which is also one of his favorites, he likes mirror sex in general ! He wants you to watch yourself while he fucks you, he wants you to see how pretty you are for him and he finds great pleasure in that <3 * bonus if you are filming it
prefers to praise, but he isn't opposed to degrading at all :3 However, when it comes to you doing it to him, he does have a much higher preference for being praised :)
he likes spanking. He isn't big on using whips or such tools, he prefers doing it with his own hand, especially if you are laying on his lap with your ass right in front of him, twitching and squirming while he plays with you <3 He doesn't mind being spanked himself, but he does get a little bit bratty when you do it :3
he likes choking as well & likes being choked :3 Nothing too harsh or rough, but just enough. It makes his brain dizzy and his neck is quite sensitive in general :3
blindfolds but especially during sensory play. He loves to play with ice, wax, feathers and such. His nipples are quite sensitive so anything sensory play related done to his nipples makes him cum almost instantly. However, when he does it to you, he enjoys exploring your body for hours while looking for your sensitive spots and mixing up all the possibilities to make you even needier and more aroused for him :3
breeding. In case that you have a pussy - it is not about pregnancy for him, if he was completely honest, he doesn't have a thing for pregnancy, but he does enjoy cumming inside of you as many times as he can. It doesn't matter if he fucks your cunt or your ass (depending on what you have and/or prefer) - he wants to breed you. There is something very intimate about it in his opinion and it makes him even more desperate to continue fucking you so he could fill you up as many times as he can :3
office sex. Please come to his office and cockwarm him. Or fuck him. Or let him fuck you. Anything really. He enjoys it quite a lot, especially when he is stressed out & something about possibly being caught makes him more than excited about it <3
he enjoys being put into his place which is why a lot of times he might push your buttons purposefully. He is a little bratty, but it's all for the purpose of you having your way with him because it does turn him on very much <3
he likes nudes & sex tapes (I mentioned this before, but I guess I'll say it again) :3
in case you don't own a cock, don't worry at all, he enjoys straps just as much. He might be hesitant about it at first, but he is quick to agree or even offer it himself. This goes hand in hand about his enjoyment in being handled by you - if you would handle him by pegging him until he can't think anymore, then please go on, he loves it and he would be the best boy you've ever had. He also likes sucking straps quite a lot, so just enjoy :3
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yxstxrdrxxm · 25 days
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IMAGINE AVENTURINE WHO... (cw: kakegurui au, obsessive gambling, life and death situation/predicament, aventurine's obsessed, unhealthy power dynamic/s between both sides, possessiveness, yandere behavior)
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... is well known in Penacony as one of the elite gamblers. AVENTURINE doesn't take a simple bet and runs with it, but makes it clear that if you ever play a game against him, he'll take it up to 10 notches.
... is called the 'compulsive gambler of Penacony', where students shiver at the mention of his name. Often, whoever gambles with him is met with a terrible end, citing that being near him is akin to a death wish with how possessed he acts.
... only desires a challenge. He dislikes gambling for the sake of money or power— he has enough and wants to spend it all until the day he dies. All he wants is the thrill, the one that would push him to the edge, constantly seeking for more.
... is an adrenaline junkie and makes those who goes against him rot in debt, becoming housepets in his journey of finding the one, but he had no luck. A shame, as he's a skilled gambler with many tricks and lady luck constantly gazing on his shoulder— until he met you.
... found you intriguing when you played a game of Craps, and although the stakes were rigged and against you, a newbie, you swept the floor with them and exposed them for their crimes. AVENTURINE found it more amusing when you stated, plain as day, "Those house pets of yours are going to need their lives back when they realize it's been rigged from day one."
... asked the other elites and even the president himself, SUNDAY, if he's ever heard of you. To his surprise, it was like no one has, and SUNDAY comments that AVENTURINE may be up to someone that doesn't exist anywhere. Not in the records, outside, or even the entirety of the country.
... began to become the regular of your regulars; who saw you in your games with others. He saw you win on them, exposing how they have seamlessly won those games despite it being against your favor, and turning it on their heads.
..., after studying your behavior and mannerisms, approached you for a little gamble. It isn't much, as all he wants is simply see what makes you tick.
... leads you into his office and you both take your seats, two sets of cards set in front of you. He even told you that the game you two will be playing is Blackjack— a staple of Penacony, he jokes, but you two know it's a lie.
... tells you that if you win, he'll let you in to the Elites and convince SUNDAY to stop pursuing your missing records. Everyone has been itching to get you to fall from grace, and he isn't letting them get their grimy hands onto your pretty face. Not if he has a say in it. However...
... tells you that if he wins, he'll have you as his personal housepet: a trophy to signify that you have fallen for a man that's feared by many.
... watches with a smile as the cards were taken from both sides, eagerly awaiting for the final verdict between you.
... knew it was only one round. Who knew he only has one chance to finally claim what is his.
... chuckles when he sees the results, his eyes gleaming with the sense of pride— to his loss or yours, no one shall ever know.
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daze4all · 26 days
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7 Days Week HSR Sugar Daddies Series Part 2 In Progress Imagine Drabbles
Fake Fiance! Sunday, Artist! Argenti. , Childhood Friend! Jing Yuan
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Previously Part 1 Monday- Hot Teacher! Ratio, Sugar Daddy! Aventurine, Yandere! Blade
Part 3 Pending: Dan Heng, Loucha, Boothill
Sneak Peak Snippets
Thursday-Tricked! Dan Heng x Maid : Prank Call Gone Wrong (TBA)
Friday- Fake Fiance! Sunday x Reader
Saturday- Artist Argenti x Muse! Reader
Sunday- Sugar daddy/childhood friend! Jing Yuan
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Reader hired as a :
Friday- Sunday x Fake! Fiance! Reader - Thank God It’s Friday  (TGIF also just thought funny not make him Sunday)
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Yandere! Sunday especially likes adorning you himself carefully selecting what jewelry and outfit he thinks you look best in. No matter the cost having expensive elegant tastes.
You are on his arm as his partner to important family functions so that no one else tries to wrest control from him by foisting an unwanted engagement
“You do a bit too much as fake fiancé” you once teased remembering him this was just a job contract.
“For it to believable. The family must believe I fell heads over heels to bring in an outsider” Yandere! Sunday smoothly explains dabbing your mouth with a napkin and leaning close to whisper in turn in your ear.
Fake! Fiancé! Sunday was kind and polite always a gentleman but that kindness only masked his sadistic side that he let loose around you .
Yandere! Sunday worshiped you in bed and expected you to obey and worship him in turn.
“Forget the rest and stay with me in this dream” A kiss to your hand charming you with his gentlemanly act as Yandere! Sunday’s golden eyes stared at you pleading. The insinuation was heavy so you would be at his mercy alone.
“Don’t worry.  No matter how much you are sullied I will still take you. I’ll always forgive you darling”  Yandere! Fiance! Sunday would coo and promise stroking your hair.
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Saturday – Argenti – Artist! Argenti  x Muse!/Model! Reader
Paint me like One of your French Girls
How You Met: A Muse for Artist Argenti
Daily Life as a Couple
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Boyfriend! Argenti likes to take you shopping design you up and pampering you with makeup. applying the make up.
 “For whenever you smile you bloom like a rose” he promised fervently an inneoct courtly knightly behavior cheesy in embarrassing you into blushing. While another part of you worried how devoted he was to you.
For Boyfriend! Argenti occasionally wearing a matching outfit is a must.
Romantic Argenti favorite presented on valentines with a crimson tie for him from you and red rose ornament for your hair. Argenti tucked the rose gallantly behind you ear “For you my love” his eye fervent and devoted before kissing you passionately.
Knight!Argenti will be the one by the end with day sendoff “ If you ever settle down choose me my dear. “ with a fair kiss to the inside of your wrist.
Knight!Argenti while overdramatic at time his love was sweet and sincere and sometimes that scared you the most….
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Sunday- Jing Yuan -Lazy Sunday Mornings
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Childhood! Friend! Reader
Jing Yuan always knew you best, as your childhood friends but then you grew up and went your separate ways until he found you again.
Daily Lazy Sunday with Jing Yuan
Dates consist of the zoo, park, or library meandering but lazy days in bed are best seeing you tired out
Soft!Jing Yuan watches you meaningfully as you go about your lazy Sunday morning routine of pouring yourself a cup and fixing breakfast. Hand round your waist his chin propped on you maybe a quickie on the kitchen counter if you are up for it a big puppy dog wanting attention from you.
Mimi the snow lion padding to snuggle by your side to wamr your feet or jumping to make room for her during movie nights.  
“I’ll treat you right so just rest” much better than the others is left unsaid but implied in his possessive golden gaze that consumes you with so much love. You are almost tempted, but you have urges to fulfill, and even his love cannot stop it.
 Sugar Daddy! Jing Yuan goading you with words. “Does this feel good? Tell me? Sweet and slow, long and languid, or rough and hard, Your choice dear” he offers sweetly as he hovers predatorially above you.
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Side note Reader Background  might be….
-Seeking out the strongest men to renew your dying race as you were known to have very low birth rates
- Doing this to pay back a debt she has from her fallen planet.
- Possibly cursed by the Propagation or a Aeon of Lust Luxuria to constantly hunger for sex to live?
-Nymphomaniac or a person who just like sex with many men and that’s her lifestyle so why not make money off it lol
Snippets for now
Still writing full stories
A/N: Loucha I forgot, I guess because I could only do seven days of the week. Also, Gallagher not sure cuz of recent spoilers and Boothill not sure his character yet since so new.  
But might write them separately since I had only 7 days of the week to assign. May redo with next set or as separate pieces. Feel like I can only edit/write only 3 pieces at a time lol
and lost dan hengs so have to rewrite it ugh.....
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angelsrcute · 25 days
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Imagine Scummy!Aventurine who gambles you away, the audacity, gosh. But of course he wins and then proceeds to bend you over the same table to fuck you stupid while prepping kisses on you. Such a bad guy, trying to apologise by fucking you…well you won't complain, it feels good anyway. Wait. The other people are still in the casino, right? Oh well.
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dilvuc · 18 days
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henlo! can i request clingy multiple hsr charas after their beloved is going on a business trip for two weeks? the reader is male, and i hope that you will be okay if i request it to be long, love 🫶💐
(*if you can't make it long, or don't have the feeling to, I'm fine if you make it short! 🌹)
❝WHEN THEY GET CLINGY WITH YOU❞
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𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff
𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male
𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: when they get clingy
𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: jing yuan, dan heng il, blade, dr. ratio, aventurine x m!reader
𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none
𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: they get clingy with you after you return from your business trip after two weeks
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╰┈➤ JING YUAN
“Jing Yuan. It was only a two week business trip. You really miss me that much?” you sweatdropped as you held the clingy general in your arms. jing yuan has his arms and legs wrapped around you tightly with his face buried in your neck, “Two weeks without you is making it hard for me to concentrate. If I were to let go of you, you might leave for good.”
you sigh and pat the male on the back, “You’re overthinking it…”
“He has been calling me by your name and clinging onto me like I'm a cat.” yanqing sighed, “Thanks aeon you're back.”
“He’s such a man-child.” you deadpanned. ever since you returned, jing yuan stayed close to you at all times and never wanted to keep his eyes off of you.
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╰┈➤ DAN HENG IL
“Dan Heng…” you sweatdropped. dan heng hummed, “Hm?”
“It was a two week business trip.” you said. the dragon-hybrid nodded, “I know.”
“Then…” you trailed off as you turned your attention to dan heng's tail wrapped around your waist, “You wouldn't mind removing your tail…?”
“No…It's safe this way.” dan heng declined. it's crazy that he's being clingy without you telling him that he's being clingy. it was a two week business trip. dan heng wouldn't let you go or let you out of his sight. how cute….
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╰┈➤ BLADE
now, this is when it gets wild. after you return to your two week business trip, blade become more possessive of you. why is that? he has been keeping his close eyes on you and been following you. plus, whenever you try to get up to go somewhere, he just grabs you by your arm and asks where you're going or says that he'll join you.
“Blade. It only happens once…” you sweatdropped. blade clenched on your arm, “Two weeks was long enough…”
“Geez. You're clingy…” you deadpanned.
“Shut it.” blade scoffed.
“My, look like you can't go on a mission anymore, [Y].” kafka chuckled. “Let me say this, Bladie misses you a lot. It's quite oblivious. He has been muttering your names while you were on a trip.”
“Ah? I wasn't expecting someone like Blade to miss me or to be so clingy.” you mumbled. silver wolf snickered, “He kept your cat look-a-like in his room. The trailblazer says it's Ruan Mei’s creation.”
“Is that so…?” you sweatdropped. not like you didn't notice, you spotted that creation staring at you in the corner. it's cute, but it's giving you the creeps. blade glared at the women, “Do you two want a blade in your neck?”
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╰┈➤ DR. RATIO
“It was a two week business trip and I have returned just like I texted.” you said.
“Hmph! You said you'll return in 15 minutes, but you arrived in exactly 18 minutes and 35 seconds. You're late. This is unacceptable.” ratio glared at you. you sighed, “I only stopped by somewhere to get some snacks. I haven't eaten when I arrive.”
“You're a moron. How did I even partner up with an idiot like you…?” the male rubbed his temper.
“You suggest that we should be partners…” you deadpanned.
“Still. I only partnered up with you so you wouldn't do anything stupid. I had to keep you on track. Don't take it personally.” ratio huffed.
“Whatever. I'm heading out.” you waved as you about to walk out, but dr. ratio stopped you by grabbing you by your wrist, “Wait! Where are you going?”
“Somewhere.”
“I'll go with you. Wouldn't let a moron like you do anything stupid.” dr ratio suggested.
you sighed, “...Are you saying that you wouldn't want me to leave because you think I might go away forever?”
ratio flinched, “W-what give you those ideas?! I'm only doing my job!”
“You're such a liar…You're becoming clingy now?” you snickered. ratio growl with a red face, “Shut it! I'm not!”
“Oh-ho~ You never wanted to go anywhere with me before. Why now?” you teased. ratio hit you on the head with his book, “S-silence! An idiot like you doesn't know that!”
“Just say that you miss me~”
“Should I smash you harder with my book in your fucking head?”
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╰┈➤ AVENTURINE
“Me? Clingy? It was a two week business trip. Nothing more…” aventurine chuckled, brushing off your words. you hummed, “Mm-hm. Then…why are you so close? You don't usually get in my personal space.”
“Hm?” aventurine hummed in question. yes, he was close to your liking. he must've sneaked into your room and slept next to you in your bed and now he has his arms wrapped around your waist.
“You sneak in, didn't you?” you deadpanned. the blonde snicker, nuzzling his face in your neck, “What gives you that idea…?”
“You're being clingy without saying that you are. Just admit it.” you sighed.
“Just admit that you miss me.”
“Shhh. Let's go back to sleep.” aventurine beamed, trying to go to sleep. gosh, you can't understand this guy…
╰┈➤ author note: please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on my books on wattpad. if you wish to read those books, here's my wattpad account.
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xueyidweams · 18 days
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you’re a memokeeper, a pretty strong one at that. you’ve had your eye on this pretty but cunning gambler for a while; fate always seemed to bring you two to the same place. you see him drinking away at a bar one day, you’ve been visiting Penacony for some time and know that the bar plays tango every week on this day so— why not use it as an opportunity to get into that pretty brain of his?
You put on your sultry voice, your body language relaxed and elegant as aventurine eyes you up after your invite for a dance. he accepted, took your hand and let you whisk him away to the dance floor. whether because he thinks of this as networking or simple pleasure of having one’s body close to another is of no matter to you. you give him a small smile as you slide your hands up and down his arms slowly, sensually. there’s no denying that, you aren’t trying to, how can anyone resist those eyes anyways? you make sure that every touch, every brush of your bodies is deliberate and with a purpose. push into his mind, you think as you dip him and he looks into your eyes. tipsy but not drunk and clearly enjoying this if him bouncing back to you every time you twirl him away is any sign.
his eyes are truly beautiful, yet terrifying. just from one look at his eyes there has been a tug at your heart, its painful, its of love and its of struggle and its strong yet oh so weak. You twirl him and dip him, your fingers curling around his waist, faces too close for this to be anything but flirting and chasing.
and you finally do it, you truly look into his eyes as you two are twirling each other in a warm yet unfamiliar way.
at first your heart is warm, your— no his mother’s voice filling your ears. her scent is so comforting, so familiar, so strange and so distant that you don’t even know if you can call her your mother. your heart screams with grief, tears itself apart with guilt and your soul bears its fangs with vengeance as you’re in a deserted place… your sister is crying and you don’t know what’s going on but it hurts so much to see tears on her face..
aventurine has taken the lead by now, your slightly limp movements and glazed eyes telling him all he needs to know and yet, he doesn’t hide his wounds and cuts. he lets you see him bare, he lets you look at his disgusting self— a gambler damned to always win, a kid with no one to embrace in the thick and suffocating darkness. he lets you see it, he lets you look and he doesn’t know why. maybe the alcohol. maybe.
your heart hurts so much, your soul wails and your teeth tear and bite as you kill others just like you… they had dreams they had families and now they had no one— just like you. and yet you had to kill them, if you want to make it out of here alive and burn everyone who has led you to this moment— you had to live and step on people just like you. the emotions are too much to bear, it should be a memokeeper’s dinner but it’s filled with such despair that your brain refuses to take it and you’re breathlessly pushed back to reality, the song on its final note, aventurine’s eyes looking deep into yours. your tears filled with pain that you have not experienced, filled with vengeance and anger that burns and yet it is not yours. and yet it hurts like it is.
he sees your tear stained face, pulls you up from the dip and you feel the brush of his finger and the coolness of his rings on your burning skin, and when he speaks his voice is filled with such mundane sadness that it tears you apart, “so what do you think, memokeeper?”
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st4rrth0ughts · 1 month
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Aventurine makes some aphrodisiac chocolates for his darling bodyguard because he knows under that suit of coldness and unfeelingness, you have a sweet tooth.
plot twist, it backfires on him becaue he adds 2x the amount of aphrodisiacs, and now he’s being fucked into the mattress for hours now, he’s lost his voice, and he’s begging for a break. Oh well, it’s his fault for getting himself in this scenario, but perhaps this gamble wasn’t all that bad, was it?
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moonsaver · 25 days
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Aventurine pushes your boundaries often.
You know it's because he likes getting a rise out of you. Of course it is.
His hands teeter all over you. Trying to impede their path or tell him to stop, trying to curb desire tends to make it stronger in turn.
His hands squeeze and grope at your sides, his nose buries itself into the junction of your neck, his tongue boldly leaves a thick, wet trail as it traces a path from the base of your neck to your jaw, wet kisses follow towards your lips. You've hated the feeling of his saliva on you, and ever since he's never been happier to do just that – his hungry mouth drools over your skin, suckling at places you'd vehemently refused him access to, hands tangled up into his hair, pulling and tugging to break the suction of his mouth.
Sometimes, he warns you, and you stop. Hypnotising, concentric eyes lock onto your frustrated ones. A string of saliva still connects his retracted tongue to your skin, as he continues smiling, dazed. Of course, it's only a warning. You may choose to override it, but you know better than that, right? When your hands reluctantly leave the messy strands of his hair, he smiles wider. At least, he promises to be gentle, he whispers it into the bruised, tender skin. That's one word of his you've learnt to trust.
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strawberri-yan · 3 months
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I have a terrible yandere aventurine brain rot of him acting like him and darling are together and telling everyone that because he knows he will make it come true so there's no harm of everyone knowing 😧
THIS RATTY LIL MAN
He’s so delulu but knowing how powerful and wealthy he is he has enough resources to actually make his fantasies a reality if he so pleases.
but imagine that you are also an IPC worker whose under him, he thinks you’re so cute running around doing his errands for him like a chicken with its head cut off. It was way above your pay grade but you were only doing it so that you can get on his good graces and hopefully coerce him into giving you a raise or bonus if some kind. But slowly, those duties morph into him taking you out into extravagant fancy dinners, expensive outings and also more intimate and lewder encounters. You’re not proud of the things you did, especially with your boss, but you need money.
Yet you finally put your foot down, demanding him to stop. Then the mood drops, Aventurine becoming eerily quiet as he stares at you, pondering to himself. You fear what’s to come next.
"Consider yourself fired," he declares swiftly, his words cutting through the air.
“W-what? Why??”
"Because I'm your boss, and I'm in a mood to fire someone today." He shrugs off casually. “Lucky for you though." he continued, his voice dripping with malice while a smug smirk on his lips as he slowly strides towards you, "a new position has opened up—one that suits your talents quite nicely: my personal whore." He stops in front of you, too close as he towers over you while his vibrant eyes glowed in the dimly lit room. He roughly grabs your chin, forcing you to make eye contact.
“I’ll teach you to take cock and moan my name instead. Your body is wasted on just simple, office work, after all.”
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