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#sub!genshin impact
sh1-n0bu · 2 days
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♡︎ 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙩2 ♡︎
characters: sub!dragons x nb!dom!reader
warnings: finger in vent again so vent fingering, established relationship, monster anatomy, clothes and undergarment stealing, clothes sniffing, the dragons are being a bit more feral, pillow humping, praise, pleading, thigh riding, guided vent fingering, squirting, nipple stimulation, bullet vibrator usage, mind break, fluff, needy dragon boys hehehehhehe
notes: due to popular demand, here is part 2 of dragons getting fucked dumb(●’◡’●)ノ im sorry if it took a while. i was having some health issues(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) part 1 can be read here!! gradient divider from @/benkeibear
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ever since you helped out your large lizard lover with his heat, there’s only been one thing on his mind since then. your finger in his vent. the soft coos of your praises, the way you pushed his legs open to fuck him dumber, the way you nudged his hands off of his face so you could see his cute face twist and turn in pleasure as you fuck his hole.
“oh, for fuck’s sake! i need to get them out of my head” the dragon huffs aloud out of a sudden, hunching over his desk at his usual office as he hides the flush of his cheeks behind his hands. already a week has passed since the ending of his heat cycle and yet he was acting like he was still under the influence of his stupid dragon anatomy. he couldn’t even stop thinking about you and your fingers spreading him open while he cried dumbly on the bed, back arching and chasing after your fingers like a whore.
it was after his heat ended and finally able to at least articulate proper sentences that wasn’t about wanting you to wreck him, that the two of you have talked over and decided that perhaps it was time to make your relationship official. how long have the two of you been dancing around each other, making everyone roll their eyes at the way you two flirted with each other like some dumb teenagers? enough to the point people started making bets. enough that a half of the city had become 50 bucks richer and the other half poorer.
despite having already gotten into an established relationship with you, the poor dragon still felt shameful over some of his actions. such as stealing your clothes whenever you come over to his house to stay the night and lying to your face about not knowing where it was. you two were still basically in the baby stages of being an official couple which was why you needed some time to fully move your things into his house and to start living together. it takes time to settle y’know?
so it was definitely weird when some of your clothes started to disappear. the shirt that you usually wear when at the comfort of your or his home. the large, oversized sweater of yours that you have given the nickname of “the ugly one”. and strangely, you even had a hard time finding a certain undergarment amongst the mess of your home and the boxes of things that you packed up, preparing to move. strange. and even more strange, your overgrown lizard lover says he hasn’t seen them in his own home either. you genuinely started to question your own memory.
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in the meantime you were busy creating a storm in your home trying to triple check this week about your missing clothes, your boyfriend was having a hard time in his office. no matter how hard he tried to focus on the paperwork stacked in front of his damn face, he just couldn’t.
instead, his mind just kept drifting back to the memory of you helping him during his heat cycle. the praises that constantly fell on his ears as his toes curled, clawed hands scrambling to grasp for something to clutch onto because he was sure that he ascended when your finger fucked the small opening of his vent. and that lewd squelching noises of his slick dripping down from his vent. an oddly sickeningly sweet smelling scent coming from him as if trying to woo you, trails of his juice dripping from his vent down to his fluttering hole to the bed.
he was fucked dumb during those days and by the stars, he wanted it again. he wanted your hand fisting at his cocks, eagerly tugging on them as your finger abuses the squishy spot inside him. he wanted to sob and wail deliriously, bucking his hips, torn between wanting to chase after the pleasure or tearing himself away to save what leftover pride he had, as he begs for mercy. he wanted it. at this rate, if he kept thinking back on that moment, he might as well try to force his body into another heat cycle so soon.
shaking the imagery out of his head, the dragon clears his throat. looking around his office to see if anyone is around — to his luck, no one was — before breathing out a heavy huff. he might as well try to at least do his work during work time.
“maybe that chipmunk’s affinity to skip work is rubbing off on me…”
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perhaps even more had rubbed off on him. none which was a good thing.
“i’m sorry… i’m sorry i’m sorry ‘m sorry, [name]…” the dragon whines pathetically, wearing the oversized sweater he stole from you and nothing else. he just couldn’t get that memory out of his head. every time he tried, something small and insignificant would just remind him of it again. unable to keep up with trying to seem all professional, he rushed home straight after work — perhaps even earlier than the hours he gets out of his office — locking himself in his bedroom with a pillow between his thighs, wearing your sweater with your stolen undergarments to his face.
despite having already been fucked shamelessly just ten or so days ago, it still felt wrong to think of you in such a lewd way. in such a defiling way. in a way that it served as a huge disservice to who you really are.
“mmnngh—! [naamee]… m-miss you… missing you so bad…” the dragon whines, completely pent up as his slick continues to drip onto the pillow between his thighs, the outer scales of his vent already puffy and open slightly, weeping his mouthwatering juice. the poor thing was pathetic, trying to recreate the way you wrecked him so good. fingers messily rubbing and flicking against his vent opening as a means to mimic the way you ate him out the other day. spreading his slick around, making a stretching motion with his two fingers on the sides of his vent, flicking the small nub on top. it didn’t help. if anything, it only made it worse.
the dragon was trying to help himself out, to relieve himself off of his pain of unknowingly edging himself for the past few days. without you by his side to help him out or to hear his pleas. without you by his side to fuck him so good again. palming himself with a pathetic whimper, the dragon thinks about slipping a finger inside his vent the same way you did. but could he do it? probably not. he was just too damn of a coward, and there was the looming possibility of losing control of himself and letting his claws grow.
unable to do it in the end, he settles on merely stroking his cock. hand wrapped tightly around his weeping dick, your stolen undergarments wrapped around one of his cocks as he mewls, bucking his hips into the tight space of his closed fist. it was nowhere near to how it felt when you did it. perhaps at the time, it was his heat pheromones working but it felt good. your hand wrapped around his cock as your other hand fingers his vent opening. your hand felt so much better.
biting down on his lips, he cums into his hand, soiling your stolen undergarments as well in the process just the moment he thought back on the feeling. pouting, the dragon’s tail flicks in annoyance behind him, looking over at the clock hanging on the wall.
12:36. were you awake right now? you did indeed had tendency to stay awake a bit too late on some nights…
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knock knock knock!
the soft yet annoyingly persistent knocks on your door slowly rouses you from your sleep, making you roll around in the comfort of your bed in a silent declaration of war against the knocking. acting stubborn, clinging onto the cozy warmth of your bed, you groan as a string of curses falls from your lips as you involuntarily drag yourself out of bed. whoever that was outside your door in this ungodly hour shall face your wrath like sun wukong did with buddha.
pitter pattering to the door — where the knocking has become more persistent — you swing the door open, ready to curse the person and their 109 bloodlines before shutting up. standing in front of you with his tail and horns out in the open, slitted eyes glowing slightly, was your dragon lover. strange. he never visits this late.
“dear? wha— what happened? is everything alright? it’s—“ you take a moment to steal a glance towards the clock hanging on the living room wall before turning to face him again, “—nearly 2am” you finish, concern growing more and more when his tail comes to curl around his own ankle. a clear sign that he was feeling anxious or uncomfortable.
“can i… come in? i wanted to see you” the dragon asks in a meek voice, a strange habit that you found concerning and heartbreaking to see since your lover was usually one who is calm and collected at all times. nodding, you usher him inside before locking the door behind you.
quietly, you follow him as your lover makes a straight beeline into your bedroom, making himself comfortable on the edge of your bed as a pink flush starts to grow on his cute cheeks. you were about to ask him if he wanted something to eat or drink but perhaps not as the needy dragon was now staring at you as his tail swishes behind him, impatient. tails expressed emotions after all.
yawning, you move to sit beside him on the bed, to which you accept his hug when you finally settle down. his arms cones to wrap around your middle, tail now calming down from the earlier fussy movement as it curls around your calf possessively. humming, you run a hand through his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp.
the dragon loved it whenever you read him like he was an open book. to others, he was a stone wall, one that was made out of ancient scribbles and unintelligible runes. a warrior forged by blood and scent of death, one who was born and made by the cries of war and blind devotion from others. but to you, he was just a fellow being. one who was lonely from the many centuries he had spent, all by himself. struggling with the many different cultures of life, trying his best to learn and understand the human customs so he could properly court you in human traditions.
you two stay like that for some time. nestled against one another, just basking in the comfort of the peaceful life that you two found between yourselves.
“[name]…” the dragon whimpers from the crook of your neck, soft rumbling purrs mixing with his whining of your name. it was enough to snap you out of your sleepy state, making you hum as you acknowledge his call. he got your attention now. but the main point of hesitancy was — could he do it? could he be so shameful as to not only disturb your night of peace but to also be selfish to want you to pleasure him the same way you did a few days ago?
hearing the familiar noise of his tail hitting the bed constantly in a sense of irritation, you coo his name softly. one hand messing with the long strands of his hair while the other runs through his scalp.
“what’s on your mind now, my pretty?” you ask, taking a look at his face when it comes out of its hiding place in the crook of your neck. he seemed to be conflicted. brows furrowed, slitted eyes glowing slightly in the dark room while his lips tug in a small pout. laughing at the oddly adorable expression, you kiss his brows and pouty lips, making his purrs become louder. such a needy dragon.
“i’ve… been thinking,” the dragon starts after a while, taking his time to try and articulate his request and to convey his feelings that has been bothering him lately. a lot more than he initially thought they would.
“about how you helped me while i was in heat” he takes a moment, watching your expression closely to see if you caught the gist of what he was trying to say. you did, of course you did, you were a smart human after all. his smart human.
“and i was wondering if you could do it again…?” he finally manages to bring himself to ask, peering up at you through his lashes bashfully. how could you ever say no to such a face? such an ethereal and cute begging face alongside the promise of seeing his expression twist into one of someone who’s just fucked stupid. the cute face of your dragon lover drooling and sobbing fat tears while his heart shaped pupils stare at you in a silent plea for more. that face haunted your mind for too damn long, causing unnecessary moments of dozing off while remembering about the moment you slipped your finger inside, making your already horrible work ethnic drop to below ground level.
“sure. i wouldn’t mind it, pretty” you hum, any ounce of sleep leaving your body as you move to a more comfortable position on the bed. pushing yourself to lean against the headboard of the bed, you watch as your draconic lover takes his place on your lap. clawed hands coming to fist at the material of your pajama shirt, whining your name as he pushes himself flush against your chest. you could feel the mounds of his chest pressing against your own, his tail swishing behind him as he arches his back. your lips is pulled against his own, a small peck easily turning into a heated, messy make out. his forked tongue shyly licking at your lips, purring contently as his long tongue slithers inside you, exploring every nook and cranny needily.
you could feel his hips humping your thigh, the wetness of his vent weeping his precum already starting to stain his pajama pants and seeping into your own. you could tell he was too aroused, dumbly chasing after any ounce of pleasure there could be. you could feel the way your mixed saliva dripped down from your sloppy open mouthed kisses, his hands guiding yours to rest on his hips. a position you used to your advantage as your hands traveled downwards to knead his ass, squeezing the soft fat as he whimpers into the kiss.
the poor thing was so pent up, humping your thighs didn’t felt enough. it wasn’t enough to get him to that familiar feeling of high, that exhilarating feeling of feeling your fingers stretch his vent open while he could only keen like a whore.
“want it… want it so bad…” he mumbles into the kiss, guiding your hands to the hem of his pajama pants, tugging on them fervently to get the clothes off. you simply chuckle, finding his desperation adorable in more ways than one before finally relenting and slipping off his pants before he let out an annoyed hiss, pulling away from the sloppy make out session to tear off his underwear with his claws.
“darling! why would you rip it off?” you ask, amused by his eagerness but also slightly concerned for the way he just easily ripped off his clothes like that. you have never seen him get even the tiniest bit ticked off after all, so this was a new side of him that you were seeing.
“wanted more” he only huffs, demanding more kisses as he returns to shove his forked tongue down your throat. the length of his tongue got you groaning and panting, finding it harder to breathe as he becomes more needy with every kiss, with every sloppy slurp of your tongue against his own.
“mmnhp—! [nameee]♡︎” he let out a yelp, pulling away from the kiss to whine out your name as he felt your fingers knead his vent open. the poor dragon whined, huffing and puffing about how you were being so mean to him as he humps your thigh, the tips of his cocks slowly emerging from the scaled vent, both of his cocks weeping pre all over your clothes as his vent drips with his own arousal.
shifting him around, you let him lean his back onto your chest, hands hooking under his legs to spread them open. your dragon let out a little hiss, talking about how you weren’t paying attention to him. you simply shush his hissy fit with a chuckle, placing a kiss on his forehead. taking his hand, you tell him to withdraw his claws. an action he does with confusion before he let out a whimper when you guide his hand to his vent.
“b-but… i-i don’t think i can do it. i’m nervous!” he says in a panicked tone, turning his head to stare at you with cute pouty lips and wide eyes.
“yes, you can. i’ll guide you through it all, okay? it’ll feel good, promise darling” you say, peppering his face in kisses to soothe his worries. the dragon preens at that, his purrs getting louder as his tail whacks the mattress of your bed impatiently. once you get the hint that he was ready and he was okay with continuing, you guide his fingers to tease the edges of his vent. fingers rubbing the soft scales, making a spreading motion to ease the muscles there.
just some foreplay and he was already panting, legs twitching to close them. he was so cute.
“that’s it pretty, now keep your legs open for me” you continue to praise him through it all, your other hand leaving his leg to slip underneath his shirt. squeezing his chest, rubbing your thumb over his areola, you pinch at his nipple when it hardens, causing him to jolt in your embrace. whispering more praises of how he was doing so well, how he was your pretty boy, your beloved dragon, your hand guides his own to slip a finger inside his now loose vent.
“u-uunngh!! mmghh… mnngh… t-tight♡︎ too tight! w-won’t fit…♡︎!” he blabbers, throwing his head back on your shoulder as you slowly ease his finger deeper inside his vent. first, second knuckle until his middle finger was slipped deep inside the tight hole of his opening, legs shaking on the bed already like a fawn’s. there were already tears starting to form in his eyes, jaw slack open as heavy breaths fall. not a single thought behind his teary eyes. nothing but the pleasure your guidance and his fingers were bringing him.
“that’s it… that’s my pretty dragon, keep going” you coo out, pleased by how easily he broke under a simple pleasure of fingering his own vent. when he pathetically humps the air — finger still inside — you pull on his nipple to remind him how to do it. squealing at the amount of pleasure coming from both his nipples and vent, the dragon shakes his head, fat globs of tears already falling.
“c-can’t! can’t do it. [n-name] i need you♡︎♡︎ need your fingers so bad♡︎!“ he stutters, legs already shaking, about to close shut. too caught up in his own pleasure that he doesn’t even know what to do to properly pleasure himself even when you were here to guide him through it. clicking your tongue, you guide his hand to pull his finger out, something he couldn’t even perform without your help. he really was a goner with you.
“then, be a sweetheart and play with your tits for me, pretty. wanna see your cute breasts jiggle while i fuck you” you tell him, watching with endearment as he nods dumbly. hands coming up to push his shirt up, fingers twisting and pinching at his own hardened nipples. stuttered breaths fall from his lips when he could feel your thumb swipe at the slit of one of his cocks, jolting in place when you give his weeping cock a few pumps. the few visible veins in them were bulging, ready to pop and for him to squirt yet again if you just stop teasing him around!
but doing the same thing over and over again sounded boring to you. your sweet dragon deserved some treats for being such a good boy after all. he deserved some pampering.
“ah! gimme a second, darling” you snap your fingers, an idea forming in your head. he lets out a soft confused hum at that, hands still holding onto the soft mounds of his chest as he watches you move away to reach over to your bedside nightstand. opening the top drawer, he watches in curiosity as you bring out an odd small device that was connected to a small remote control by quite the lengthy wire. the color all cute pink, the toy small and nearly the size of a small hairclip but pretty girthy in width. were you… thinking on putting that inside him?
“it’s called a bullet vibrator. apparently, it’s supposed to add vibrations to any place of your choosing. and since i found out of your soft spot, i thought maybe we could try it out?” you explain to him, slowly unwrapping the long wire of the toy. it was quite lengthy. perfect to use it for his soft spot.
“only if you’re comfortable with it, dear. i wouldn’t want you to try anything you think you’re not ready for or feel comfortable with” you quickly say, ready to throw the toy away for another time when you feel the grip of his tail around your ankle. the soft smooth scales creating a soft, bristling sensation on your bare skin. if he could remember carefully, the most he took in his vent were two fingers. but it proved that his vent could be quite stretchy and take something more if given enough foreplay and gentle ministrations.
“i… i don’t think i would mind it. it sounds kind of fun, actually” he says after a moment of thinking on the matter, accepting the fact that yes, he can take it. he wanted to try these new feelings and challenges with you. everything would be right when with you.
“i would love to try this new toy” he finally comes to a conclusion, turning his head so he could place kisses on your neck and cheeks, purring in happiness when he could hear you chuckling. you should laugh more. the dragon loved the sound of your laughter — like soft bells chiming in the morning.
patting his thigh to tell him to open up his legs further, it was now your turn to plant kisses on his neck. you couldn’t exactly bite his shoulders as he still had his pajama shirt on, but you can take care of it tomorrow morning. so, you settle on peppering kisses on his neck, the faint scales that were around his artery, giving it a light suckle to which you got a breathy moan for. all the while you allow his vent to get used to the feeling of the toy, the material of it and its size, simply rubbing it over the soft outer scales.
“gonna push it in, okay pretty?” you whisper in his ear, to which he whimpered and nodded, one of his hands leaving his chest to intertwine his hand with yours. so cute. you can only hope he won’t crush your hand accidentally.
ever so softly, whispering praises to how good he was taking the toy into the shell of his ear, you take in the delicious noises he makes with a great amount of pride. the great and only dragon who could wipe out an entire nation off of the face of the earth, choosing you as his mate and bonding with you. having his faith in you that you would take good care of him and his pleasures. it was a heavy emotion and one that comes with responsibility to a certain degree and you would always be sure to handle the heart of his that he willingly gave you, with tenderness of a first snow.
“aaah mmggh—! uungh♡︎ it’s in! i-it’s aaaanhg♡︎♡︎ hummg♥︎ inside... it’s insiiiecckk—♡︎♥︎!!” your dragon squeals, hips thrusting back and forth into the air as he feels the soft round edge of the toy pressed against the soft spongy spot inside his vent. it felt foreign to have something other than your hand touch him there, perhaps even disrespectful since it was supposed to be the only soft spot that only you must have the privilege to know and touch! but for the sake of this new level of pleasure that you promised, he swallowed his hissy fits, instead replacing them with a whiny soft moan.
“i know, pretty. i know. deep breaths for me, pretty” you murmur, giving soft squeezes to his hand that was tightly holding your own. his tail starting to wrap around your ankle and up your calf further with the fluffy haired end wagging in the air playfully around your knees. you let him get used to the feeling of the toy first. gently rubbing it back and forth on his spongy spot, hearing the way his breathing picks up pace as he throws his head onto your shoulder.
“gonna turn it on now, pretty” you warn him, keeping a close eye on the way his expression shifts. if he shows the slightest bit of pain, uncomfortable feelings or signs of discomfort, you were going to ditch the idea. a moment of pleasure is not worth loosing your comfort over, after all. thankfully, he was reacting well to the new intrusion. only positive notes of his pleasured noises and star crossed eyes. you say it to him again, this time just a bit louder with a squeeze to his hand in case he was starting to lose himself. that seemed to snap him out of his trance. just enough to nod his head to you.
“o-okay… okayhhh i understaaaNGGHH!! [n-name]♥︎♥︎[namenamenamenam]—♥︎♥︎ h-haaangh mmhg s-shoo much♡︎ f-feelsh too much♡︎♥︎!!” just a single switch to the lowest level of the vibrator and he was already shrieking, sobbing and thrashing about on the bed. legs shutting around your hand instinctively, salty globs of tears falling as he goes slack jawed. his entire body shakes as he squirts into his stomach, but this time, he squirted from both of his cocks at the same time. the pretty pink tips weakly letting out a few more drops before he was fully hard on both cocks again.
all the while, you watched with an ever growing jubilation as your lover is reduced to this mess on your lap. legs shaking like a newborn fawn’s, cheeks and pointy ears a lovely shade of red as his jaw hangs slack open. every now and then, he would go quiet, arch his back off of you before a loud shriek would follow as the vibrator hits just right. you could see hearts in his eyes, completely docile as his pupils grow wide, so much so you could barely see the glow of his eye color.
so pathetically cute as he mewls your name in a slurred gibberish, repeating it over and over like a broken record. a broken recording that only had one word and is stuck in an eternal loop to say that recording. the most prettiest one. one that you wanted to be selfish and hear all day, everyday.
“u-uuuugckk! aaaanhg gyanh!! mrrrph— luv you♡︎ luvyouluvyouluvyous’much♥︎! luv yoouugh [n-naamee], luv you sho muchhh♡︎♡︎ f-fuUUNGK—♥︎♥︎” he trashes about on the bed, constant declaration of love falling from his lips, kicking his legs at the blanket as he sobs deliriously until he squirts yet again. his own cum splattering over to his chest, soiling his shirt and wetting his still hard pink nipples. you give one of them a pinch, delighted as he mewls in a hoarse voice. pinching and tugging on the cute nub, rubbing the still vibrating toy around his spongy spot, you watch in sheer adoration and obsession as he shoots blanks.
turning off the toy, you coax his legs open so you could move your hand and slip the toy out of his vent. when the girth of the toy slowly slips out of his abused now puffy vent, your dragon lets out a sob as his hips jolt violently. you could see his juices dripping out of his fluttering vent, wanting to finger it back inside him but knowing that it would push him way too far over his limits.
“shh shh, there there, pretty. i got you. you did so amazing” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his middle to pull him flush against yourself. wiping away his tears and drool, you places butterfly kisses over his face as you ground him back to his mind. he was far too gone and he hated having baths when he was way too lost in his subspace. if he isn’t responsive enough when bathing together, he will throw yet another hissy fit.
“mmmgh… tired…” you could hear him croak out after a long time of rocking him in your arms. he was slowly coming back which meant it was time for a bath. but until he fully regains his mind, it was better to cuddle him close as his tail has a mind of its own and has yet to let go of your ankle. at all.
smooch! maybe another kiss to his pink cheeks would help him ground himself faster.
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melzzles · 2 years
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xiao in heat? but like cat hybrid xiao.
LISTEN because contrary to popular belief xiao would be SUCH a horny little kitty,,
he's literally a virgin but when you actually help him during his first heat you're just so gentle with him and so sweet to him he falls in love with you all over again.
unbeknownst to you though, this corrupted your cute kitty.
he doesn't care what you're doing - cooking, cleaning, watching tv on the couch. you could just be getting home and stepping through the door, it doesn't really matter - xiao latches onto you immediately, licking and kissing your face affectionately.
now while this seems sweet and innocent at first, the way he subtly humps you doesn't go unnoticed.
it doesn't take long for him to get hard either, the bit of friction and your scent is driving him crazy already.
loud purring is coming from him, his whole body vibrating as he tries to keep from making sounds more akin to mewling than moaning, his small hips stuttering against what part of your body he's humping.
"y-y/n...l-let's make love."
and this is how it always goes.
now, let me explain: when you first helped xiao through his heat, it stirred something inside him. he's never been intimate with anyone before, or had himself exposed in front of someone - yet everything you said and everything you did made him feel incredibly loved in his vulnerable state. and he loved every second of it.
the most intimate and raw form of love - he concluded that that's what sex is.
he wants you to feel his love and wants to feel yours.
so now you're stuck with an unbelievably horny kitty that won't be able to sleep without having had his cummies <333
it's like he's ALWAYS in heat.
can NEVER get enough of you.
he'd also NEVER refer to sex as, well, sex. it's always 'making love' or maybe 'mating'.
if you were to call it 'fucking' though, he'd get so so embarrassed! please tease him by talking dirty like that, he'd literally start squirming,,
VERY vocal and sensitive boy, I could keep talking about him endlessly,,
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tteokbin · 1 year
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☆ xiao -> sub!xiao x dom!reader
content -> sub!xiao , voyerism, reader calls xiao “princess” and “good girl” but he still is addressed by he/him, choking, anal fingering, the girls are all futas, umm idk what else
note : btw this is not the exhibition fic i was talking abt, that one is still in the works. i love making xiao a slut.
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one of my guy friends is always surrounded by women that’s eitheir his height (cause he’s tall) or taller then him, always cooing at him and playing with his hair and calling his name. he always visibly melts and giggles when he’s with them, just so infatuated with these warm dominant women touching on him..
i can just imagine this with xiao.. you and your friends coddling him when they come over to visit. he sits in your lap while you guys converse and giggle about past memories. he feels warm when your hands run up thighs and up his stomach under his shirt.
two of your friends start staring at him, mentioning how your so lucky to have such a cute little thing home with you all the time. He squirms from the praise, not spoken to him but to you as if he’s not even there. your hands move higher and scratch at his nipples. slowly circling the flushed buds.
the girls move closer to surround him, taking in his quiet sighs as your fingers tease him with no rest. soon his pants are tugged off along with his shirt. he lays spread on your lap with only his boxers clinging to his shaky thighs.
“he makes the cutest sounds when you pinch him right..” you unexpectedly pull at his nipples, hard, eliciting a loud moan from his throat. “here!”
they all coo and giggle at his reaction. his flushed cheeks and small hands pawing at your arms making them want to drag out more of his sweet sounds. he feels several pairs of hands feel all over him;
one pushes his thighs apart, exposing his small bulge to the rest of them. another pair rubs up and down his ribs, helping you tease around his nipples.
teeth nip at his milky thighs causing him to tremble and jump. whines never stop pouring out of his mouth, progressively getting louder with the more hands roaming his lithe body.
“ feeling good princess?” at your words he nods quickly. he could feel you smile against his neck as you kiss and lick below his ear. you drag your hand up and place it around his neck, squeezing. “such a good girl, showing my friends how pretty you are.. making me want to show them what’s mine.”
xiaos cock twitches harshly in his boxers just at the thought of you fucking him so hard in front your friends, causing them to coo and giggle even more at his reactions. “please..” he whispers hotly.
the hand around his throat squeezes harder in its place, coaxing him to say what he wants. “ please f-fuck me master, g-guh— fuck!” choked out moans gargle out his throat, slim hips bucking up into nothing.
one of the girls drag down his briefs while the others hover their mouths over his cocklet. hot breathes and stifled laughs making him burn all over while your hand releases his throat.
xiao feels like he’s swimming. eyes barely able to stay from rolling into the back of his head. his dick is so sensitive he could cum any second now, your hot cock pressing into his ass doesn’t help either. they whisper his name in sultry voices, hands touch all over him, and a single one of their fingers prodding at his perked asshole does it for you.
“get on the floor baby, all fours.” it takes him a minute to slide off your lap-- his legs loosing all will to help him stand up, and he kneels into position. xiao bites his lip and almost whimpers in anticipation.
you kneel behind him and spread both his cheeks apart, watching his muscle twitch from the attention. leaning forward, you lick a heavy stripe onto his hole pulling a surprised yelp from his mouth. you circle around his puckered rim with your wet thumb. xiao unknowingly pushes his hips back into your hand, trying to help your digits sink into him.
globs of frustrated tears well up in his pleading eyes, practically begging for you to finger fuck him senseless while he presents his ass to you. he lets out a happy squeal when he feels your long finger slide into him. xiaos arms immediately give out and he collapses onto the floor, two wobbly knees left to keep him propped up. his eyes can barely stay open to witness the figures gathering around him.
the sounds of zippers and the smell of hot cock blur around him as you slide in another finger into his hole, distracting him from realizing what’s happening just in front of him. squeaky gasps constantly pour out his mouth as his hips pummel back to meet your thrusts, desperately trying to help the pass of your fingers prod at his throbbing prostate.
the girls each have their hand busy with getting themselves worked up. hands either down their pants rubbing their own bulge or stroking their dick to the delectable sight of xiao loosing his mind over two fingers. if he’s this cute just from a bit of prodding they can’t imagine how delicious he’d look getting filled to the brim.
“ O-Oh my archons!” xiao shrieks suddenly, legs trembling harshly as you suddenly thrust directly into his prostate. “please, please more.” he whines into where his face is smushed. his hips slam back into your hand trying to suck you in deeper than possible. a third finger slides in and xiao nearly faints from the pleasure.
he’s close, and it’s painfully obvious. toes curling squeaky moans rising in volume and his neglected cocklet drips precum continuously. so you don’t stop drilling into his spongy insides, getting off on the lewd squelch of his whorish hole. fingers pounding harder and faster against him with each plunge, listening to him babble unintelligible warnings.
normally you’d work him up until his highest peak and let him almost tip over the edge right before you’d slip your fingers out of him to hear his adorable whines. however, just watching your friends bore into him with ravenous stares makes you want to show off. flaunt that your the only one who gets to fuck him this good with just your fingers.
let them watch him erupt and claw for your cock to fill him up and ruin him. remind them he’s yours and yours only. reaching over to envelop him with your hand, you jerk his cock at a fast pace. your fist tugs tightly, already insanely slick with his precum making it all the more pleasurable.
xiao physically cannot utter a single word, instead going completely silent at the height of his orgasm before wailing extremely loud. bursts of hot cum gush out of his weeping dick. xiao moans with each spurt he trembles out, your fist still mercilessly tugging at his spent cock. sensitive bulging tip spitting out cum even after you let him go.
he immediately collapses onto the floor, desperately trying to take in heavy breathes of air after the most intense orgasm he’s had in the day. he’s so caught up with himself xiao hasn’t realized the looming shadows over him until he opens his eyes.
each girl harshly tugs their massive cocks over xiaos face. tainting his cute exhausted expression with heavy lust once again. everyone can see it swirl darkly in his eyes and he sticks his tongue out like the slut he pretends he isn’t. he can feel you line up your angry tip with his puffy asshole behind him and moans at the thought of being stuffed full from both ends.
xiao waits patiently with his tongue out, watching with droopy heart eyes as each of the girls near their peak. large amounts of thick cum squirt onto his face, landing on his tongue and long eyelashes.
“enjoying yourself princess?” you whisper hotly into his ear, slowly pushing your dick into his hole. xiao released a heavy whine of your name as his head drops down to the floor once again. he can feel his cock twitch sensitively but expectant underneath him. “ you didn’t forget about me, did you?”
he quickly shakes his head no and reaches behind himself to arch into a kiss. you taste the others on his tongue and bite him teasingly, cause him to break away with a small yelp. xiao silently moans when he feels you fill him to the hilt, throbbing veins snug against his plush walls already expecting you to fuck him silly.
“ let me show them who you belong to, alright princess?” you groan. xiao nods quickly in response, pushing back to press against your hips in hopes you’d ruin him sooner. “good girl.”
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floofleh-purpi · 2 months
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What do I put here? (AFAB Pantalone x Dom! Top! Male! Reader)
Warnings! <;3: smut. Pantalone being a dirty bitch for you and reader having a big dick. Oh, and daddy kink and breeding kink because... yah.
(Note: Help why did I make this abomination knowing English ain't my first language-)
"Mhh~ daddy-! ♡" The whore banker moaned out as your finger breached his pussy. "Shh~ just relax doll~" Your husky voice whispered in his ear, sending shivers to his spine. "B-but it feels so- ah~" Pantalone moaned as your fingers picked up the pace "I wan-t you inside me daddy- Ngh~ ♡" "Patience pup~" He felt you added a second finger which made him writhed beneath you in pleasure.
(time skip~)
Pantalone's clothes were discarded as his pretty little whimpers and moans filled the bedroom along with the melody of skin slapping. "Oh~ ♡ Breed me harder daddy~!" Pantalone sobbed out as you pounded into him even harder, his glasses threatening to fall down his face "Im close, doll~" You groaned out softly as your thrusts became sloppier as you approached climax. "Oh~ daddy's cum feels so good inside...~ ♡" Pantalone sighed contently as you filled him w/ your pups. "Satistfied now, my sweet~?" You cooed. "N-no daddy... Your little doll wants round 2...♡"
You chuckled. "Of course~"
...Let's just say the other harbingers heard everything.
(Side note: Writer's block... Also first time writing smth like this!)
(Edit: Ya'll are actually liking this?)
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yourlocalstranger123 · 10 months
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Kaeya and diluc at your service?!
OMG....fucking both of them at the same time in their latest outfits??? PLEASE SOMEONE WRITE THIS I BEG U
Them on their knees, as Kaeya teases and whines for you to help them with their little problem as Diluc is on the other side, leading your hand to explore every inch of him shyly as he asks for the same thing?!
Omg-!
You teasing Diluc about his fishnets and play with his chest while he's still wearing them as his face becomes red as his hair! Slowly taking off Diluc's ponytail and tugging it to tease him as he tries not to let out a whine. Or teasing Kaeya by slowly taking off his shirt from the sides, leaving hickey's on his exposed skin, and also un-braiding his hair. And also slightly tug it as you mark his collar bone??
IM MAKING A FIC OF THIS RIGHT AFTER IM DONE MAKING MERMAID MIGUEL PART 2
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hi!! It's my first time sending a request...Um.. May I as if you can make up a story about a subby wolf hybrid Wriothesely in heat? (I'm sorry if my English isn't good 'cause English is not my mother language..)
Xeniztaion - Wriothesley
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Summary: Broken rules get wanted results.
Warnings: Facesitting, puppy play, Hybrid!Wriothesley, Sub! Wriothesley, Dom!Reader, Fem!Reader, FWB vibes, mentions of Stalker!Wriothesley
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It was always like this, Wriothesley always returned to her, no matter who he loved or who he slept with. She was a drug, a drug he’d never quit no matter how much he said he would. This goddess was his everything, his whole reason for living. So of course Wriothesley ran to her as soon as he felt the overwhelming heat crash through him like torrent waves. His heartbeat was going a million beats per second, his tail between his legs and his ears were flat against his head, he needed his goddess touch. Wriothesley pounded on the door, his tail between his leg and his flushed panting face showing his evident arousal. 
Wriothesley began growing impatient and began pounding on the door like his life was on the line, but eventually the door opened and showed his savior. She was in a silk robe and her hair was a bit messy. Her furrowed brows, and ice cold gaze showed she was annoyed by the knocking. 
“What?” She snapped. 
“H-help me. . .please.” Wriothesley begged, the woman looked at him with disgust and with a rub of her temples she granted him entrance into her home. Wriothesley hurried inside and panted like the dog he was. Without a second to waste his savior grabbed his throat and forced him into the wall.
“I thought I told you not to come back anymore.” Wriothesley whined at her harsh words, he didn’t have an excuse, not that he fully listened to his goddess. He was following her through her day to day activities. He knew it was wrong but he was her loyal mutt. What else was he supposed to do?
 “I-I’m sorry Mistress.” he whined, The woman slapped his face and her gaze on him intensified. 
“On your knees mutt.” she ordered, Wriothesley dropped to his knees with a loud thud, he knew he’d end this night with bruises, not that he minded of course. The woman began to walk  towards the couch and Wriothesley followed on his hands and knees. He practically craved the rules into his skin; he knew everything his goddess wanted and who was he to not satisfy her?
His goddess sat on the couch and crossed her legs elegantly as her silk robe slid off one of her shoulders, Wriothesley went to sit in front of her like the good boy she trained and as the woman looked at him she uncrossed her legs and held out a foot to him. Wriothesley gently grabbed it and planted kisses on her foot and began a trail that moved upwards to the woman’s calves then knees and thighs. Making sure to place his goddess’s leg over his shoulder to keep her comfortable. Once Wriothesley was between her thighs he stopped his kisses and watched his goddess expectantly.
“I told you to become a stranger, you didn’t listen to your Mistress.” She said looking down at him was a disgusted look, with a swift movement her legs moved from Wriothesley's shoulder, and went on his thighs putting pressure on them. 
“I thought my orders were clear.” She snarled, she used her legs to push Wriothesley back making him brace himself on his arms, and her foot went to his cock, “Was I not clear mutt?” She said as she began stepping onto his cock making his hips buck as he whimpered.
“T-they were.” Wriothesley said, not daring to move no matter how pain was inflicted onto him. 
“Right, so why is it that I found you on my front door?” Wriothesley's silence only caused the woman more anger as she began stomping, but Wriothesley wouldn’t dare to utter a word under these circumstances he knew better. If he answered her truthfully he would be kicked out and he didn’t want that. Eventually the woman grew bored not getting anything out of him and relaxed back into the couch. 
“Grab your collar and leash.” The woman ordered, without another thought, Wriothesley hurried to her bedroom where the things were kept and began searching for them in the closet on his hands and knees only to feel her body pressed against his. Her body was warm and soft as she dragged a hand up the front of his thigh enticing a hushed moan. She leaned in close to her ear and blew a warm breathe before speaking, “You’re so fucking lucky.” 
Wriothesley saw her hand drag out a box with his name on it and it was opened and the woman took out the collar and leash along with a prostate massager. 
“Let’s see how long it’ll take for you to beg.” the woman whispered as she fastened the collar around his neck and attached the leash before walking to her bed. Wriothesley followed like a good dog and as the woman sat, so did he. She smiled at him. 
“Strip mutt.” Wriothesley unbuttoned his shirt with ease, stripping it rather quickly. He removed his belt and handed it to his goddess and took off his pants showing off a burgundy thong he was given as a present way back when, “Nice choice Mutt,” 
The woman hit her bed softly and Wriothesley got in it and put himself in doggy style as he expected that was what she wanted and he felt his panties were pulled down a bit and he felt an familiar cold dribbling down, and then a slight pressure as the prostate massager was pushed in making him grab a pillow to muffle himself. Wriothesley’s panties were then pulled up and his masager was turned on before he was flipped over to his back and without much hassle had his hands tied to the headboard using his belt.
“You're so lucky I’m horny.” the woman said and untied her robe showing off her nude body as she went to Wriothesley’s face and before straddling him she looked down, “Remember your tell?”
“Squeeze your hand.” Wriothesley responded and with that the woman straddled his face and sat down placing her hand in his and he happily let his tongue dart around as she began to grow accustomed to tasting her once again. Once Wriothesley became comfortable he began sucking on her clit and used his tongue to slowly fuck her. The woman used one hand to grip Wriothesley’s hair as she began grinding down on his face, her moans and heavy breathing filled the bedroom as sweat began dripping down her face. Wriothesely might've been sweating but her juices was more than enough to remain in his place despite his heating up body. 
The woman began spasming on Wriothesley’s face as she lifted herself up and kept herself up using the headboard. She took a moment to gather herself before she moved off and sighed softly before going down and taking his cock out of his panties and slowly snuck down on it as she sighed and her back arched. Wriothesley brought his legs up to let the woman use it as seat and the woman began  slowly riding his cock making sure she eased her way up and down, normally, she’d be under Wriothesley encouraging him to move so her being on top was mushing her brain as she picked up her hips and let them sink back down. In fact it was so overwhelming to her that her legs began shaking. She didn’t want to trade spots with Wriothesley, she made it obvious, but she needed help. 
She untied Wriothesley’s hands and without missing a beat, he began aiding her and helped her ride him. The hold on his leash was tight as she allowed Wriothesley to help her and she whined, but as Wriothesley got her to a speed they were both enjoying she laid on his chest knowing she wouldn’t be able to have the strength to continue if she didn’t. Eventually Wriothesley wanted to focus on her pleasure and despite his better judgment he gently yet swiftly switched their positions and laid her down on the bed as her legs went over his shoulders as he began focusing on her pleasure rather than his own and as his leash guided him to her face he looked into her eyes passionately and as his goddess hugged his neck and pulled him into a kiss he was stunned. His hips moved faster, and made sure to pound her passionately as their lips were on the other’s and their tongues danced beautifully as Wriothesley held her body close to him possessively, taking her ass into his hand and hugged her. This was always how this ended up. During these moments of passion his goddess allowed herself to express her love for Wriothesley and he was allowed to express his. 
As hours passed like seconds Wriothesley couldn’t hold onto his impending orgasm and neither could his goddess, but when he moved to pull out as he didn’t have a condom his goddess stopped him, “D-don’t don’t pull out!” she panted hugging Wriothesley close. Wriothesley was never one to disobey so he did  as he was told, as he kept himself buried into his goddess laying on her panting, sweating, tired, but oh-so-satisfied he relaxed. He eventually laid down on the bed and pulled his goddess’s body on top of his. 
“F-fine. . .I’ll be your owner again.” His goddess relented her order. Wriothesley’s heart swelled, hopeful she’ll let him into her heart soon.
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fanfic-gallery · 1 year
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Could I request reader pins Zhongli on the wall and grinding on him in the public.
what a tease [ NSFW MDNI ]
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not all good puppies mean well, especially those that are so good they don’t even see it coming..
✎ sub! zhongli x dom! gn! reader
|| established relationship
|| cw : smut, teasing, nicknames, slight degrading, spanking, grinding, exhibitionism
✎ manager’s note : dense zhongli, change my mind- just him thinking nothing of simple day to day activities till it turns on him 180. this is my headcanon, no one can stop meヾ(≧へ≦)〃
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fingers - gliding, tracing - against his pose waist, trailing towards drenched lips; gently tapping at the ajar opening for a tongue to slip, dragging your digits into his mouth. saliva delightfully drenching them with each and every moan, every whimper erupting from his sensitive throat. thoughts of lust, impurity clouding his mind, hazing over the situation he was placed in; lost within much pleasure, not even considering the many who may pass by the back streets of the jewelry shop you both reside at.
“ah, ah, ah~ quiet now, love.. unless, you wish for all of liyue to witness the ‘ever-so-respectable’ consultant of wangsheng funeral parlor being such a needy little thing..”
he groaned in response; arms tugging at his sealed wrists, both wrapped within his necktie; yet, the twitching of his cock told otherwise of your call of mockery that you couldn’t help but chuckle. frame arching and drawing closer to his, flushed chest rubbing at the muscles of his back as you continued your assault against the crevice of his clothed ass with your burning heat.
what felt like moments ago, glittering jade, expensive rubies, shimmering lapis; one of each trailed by his fingers before being tucked within the palms of his gloved hands for closer inspection before dusting them of his touch.
cling, one goes.
ping, goes another.
having much of the precious gemstones falling from his grasp.
then..
your feet dashing for the nearest area of privacy they could manage with a clueless zhongli trailing behind; his hand clasped within yours, the force against them being nothing but placid. the buzzing of the streets of the harbor - clicking of footwear, chattering of citizens - fading into obscurity, nothing but the sudden slam of his chest into the brick wall within the alley of the shop was all he could make out. amber hues fluttered, tears pricking at his lower lashes; only grasping at the creasing drags of fingers from the edges of his collar down the way to his rear.
“darling.. ah-hah~..”
hand - squished, massaged - the tender flesh with subtle force; the other inching his ass outwardly, palming down his straightened back, pushing at the tails of his coat upwards. he mustered some strength to reach for you, yet everything seemed to fail; tie undressed and slipped from his neck, buttons opening up, trailing from his dripping coat to the buckles of his briefs; all which made his cock shiver, its pre leaking and staining the inners of his shorts, head suffocating within the confines of the fabric.
“what a little tease you are.. making me salivate at the imagery of your ass, don’t tell me you purposefully dropped those to rile me up..”
you swung, slapping his left cheek before slowly caressing the flesh. he whines into his shoulder, ducking at the intensive stare eyeing draggers at him behind loose brownish gold locks. grasping for a word yet was replied again with another smack. he winced once more, huffing warmth breaths drenched with drool now dribbling from the corner of his lips; licking your own, you smirked, palming at his ass again before landing a hard one upon his fairly sore rear.
“how’s ‘bout i teach my boy a lesson.. sometimes.. even good little puppies need a little straightening up every once in a while~”
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angelsrcute · 16 days
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Baby, keep your eyes on me. ౨ৎ
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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — yandere men who'd tie up someone and fuck you infront of them if they jealous. Gosh, the fucking audacity. How dare that fucker look at you in a wrong way? it's as if his hand on your waist and the way he clings to you isn't enough. Your head pushed into the pillow, your ass up in the air as he fucks you to next week, his other hand gripping into your waist. Ouch, that would leave marks.
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ— The bound stranger struggles to get out of the chair, screams muffled. Loud moans echoing in the room, your ass red from the spankings, it hurts! Well, who cares, at this point you can only think about how well his cock slides in n out of you, stretching you out, hittin' all your good spots. The lewd sight, full on display for that unfortunate man :(
“Such a stupid slut, gettin' off of this, do you like this? gettin' fucked in front of someone? tsk, can't even keep quiet like a good girl,”
Oh, well what happens to the guy after that is a mystery! :3
Leona, ROOK, Leech twins, Blade, Boothill, Asmo, Barbatos, Childe, Sukuna, TOJI, Scara, Pantalone, Chuuya, DAZAI, Akutagawa + your favs.
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alhaithamtit · 3 months
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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader
IMAGINE
fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.
gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette
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st4rrth0ughts · 4 months
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thinking abt big men being so cock drunk he begs for you to ruin him in public spaces :33
They cant get enough of you, its not their fault you fuck them so well! They follow you like a lost puppy, his voice soft and pleading, hands tugging your clothes as the wet patch in his pants grow ever so visible. Begging you to drag them into the bathroom, nearest deserted office, hell, they'll let you fuck them in the forest if you wanted to. They beg you to no end, whining as they kneel at your feet while you do paperwork, trying to hump himself on your thigh. So of course, you decide to indulge him.
Grab him and drag him into the nearest bathroom, watch him fumble with your belt, drag down your pants, and watch him gratefully take your length into his mouth, throat bulging as he struggles to take in your load when he sends you over the edge.
Lock (or don't) the both of you in a empty office, grab his ass and tease your finger over his neglected pussy, spread him open on the desk, get between his thighs and plunge your tongue into his depths, watch him gasp and squirm as your finger plays with his nub, and enjoy him crying out as he squirts from your ministrations.
Pin him to a tree that barely covers you two, rip off his clothes and push your thick cock into his wet clit. Watch him squeal and scream out in pure ecstasy as you fuck him raw against the tree, at risk of letting people walking by and hearing his slutty cries. Make him cum over and over on your cock, and fill him with your seed as he begs for you to fuck a kid in him. Savour how his eyes roll back, his tongue lolling out as he weakly leans against the tree while you hold him up, your strong hands combined with your fat cock splitting him in half making him loose his mind.
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blade, dan heng, dan feng, dr ratio, luka, sampo, jingyuan, argenti, gepard, wriothesley, kaeya, itto, gorou, zhongli, xiao, alhaitham, kaveh, diluc, neuvillette, ayato, childe, cyno + your favs ♡
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sh1-n0bu · 5 months
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♡︎ 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥! ♡︎
characters: sub!big men x nb!dom!reader
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, breeding, creampie, slapping, hair pulling, size difference, rough sex, strap/cock traditions, feminization like a lot, mentions of lactating, just dumb big sub men getting fucked stupid<3
notes: thinking with my clit rn… divider by @/reveriesources
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big men! who can’t help but feel something swirling in their stomach every time they see little children going around, clinging to their parents, excitedly chattering on and showing their proud work
big men! who can’t help but imagine what it would be like to have your own children. you two have been together for long enough now, he guesses it should be time to bring up the topic of children and raising a family together
big men! who absolutely adore children despite their large physique and threatening appearance. and children love them in return and so are you with children as well. he sees it as an absolute win-win. you both love children and they love you two back. it would only be normal to want a cute family together, right?
big men! who nervously bring up the topic of children one day after a nice homemade dinner. he speaks in stutters and stammers — uncharacteristic as he fiddles with his hands, looking down at his lap. what if you weren’t ready? what if you turn down the idea? what if you don’t even want children to begin with?
big men! who let out a sigh of relief when you reach out, your smaller hands covering their own as you sooth his worries. who smiles in sheer utter joy when you say you want children as well
big men! who later into the night get absolutely wrecked. legs shaking, voice hoarse from all the moaning and screaming. mind delirious, barely hanging on a thread as his glossy eyes look at nowhere in the room. who can’t help but let out a shriek when you enter him again. big and thick cock hitting his sensitive spots, making him squeal and thrash around on the bed until you pin him down with your weight
big men! who cry and blabber about being too goddamn full. who talk about your cock fucking his insides, rearranging his organs. who deliriously smiles and lets a drunken giggle slip when he feels the small bump in his stomach from the sheer size of your strap and cum mixed together
big men! who drool on the sheets when he can feel you slap his ass. the sting feeling so damn delicious, he couldn’t help but ask for more. to slap his ass and squeeze and fondle his tits until they’re all sore, red and lactating
big men! who lets out a weak pathetic excuse of a whine when you cum deep inside him for the nth time that night, legs spasming from the feeling of your hot seeds painting his walls
big men! who get fucked until their mind breaks, blabbering and slurring about how you were fucking his womb now. how he can feel your tip bruising his cervix and that you’re gonna knock him up
big men! who eagerly push you down, straddling your lap when you mischievously ask him to ride your cock since you’re so damn tired
big men! who rides your strap happily, his own cock repeatedly hitting his stomach as he sinks down on your strap again. the sheer amount of cum dribbling down your shaft, his thighs and making a mess
big men! who place a hand over the small bulge on their stomach. lust hazed smile on their face as they slur out words of getting pregnant. who blabber on and on so cutely about finally starting a family with you. who giggles when he feels you cum inside him again, saying he wants to make sure that his womb gets filled to the brim, wanting to carry your children even though he doesn’t even have a womb
big men! who whine when you try to tap out, too exhausted to continue. but he wants to! he wants to make sure you fuck your cock deep inside him, pushing past his cervix walls and cum inside him over and over till he gets pregnant!
big men! who fucking squirts. weak and limp cock spurting out pathetic excuse of droplets of cum before shooting blanks, pushing his red ass flush against your hips to make sure you don’t pull out. who lets out the loudest fucking scream when your hand gently yanks his hair, pushing his face into the pillow to muffle his noise as you continue to ram your cock inside him
big men! whose moans and whimpers turn so high-pitched, so weak, so girly as his whole body spasms and shakes under you like a weak fawn. who keep daydreaming of a cute domestic life with you and your kids together in his cotton filled brain
big men! who are just fucked dumb. not a single thought or an imagination in their mind as they simply lay there. take, take, take and take until you two finally tap out. you, too exhausted. him, exhausted, with a sore throat, with old and new tear stains on his cheeks, drool slipping down his lips with a shaking body. who passes out after you cum inside him for the nth time
big men! who dream of starting a family with you. the two of you with a cute child or a few more since he was such a big family man. the kids running around, the two of you watching them with a smile as the two of you make dinner together
big men! who wakes up all sore and exhausted the next morning. they’re absolutely drained and even trying to speak hurt
big men! who can finally move around after a while. who place a hand over his stomach before realizing the bulge is gone since you have already did an aftercare together after he passed out. who feel a growing sense of great sadness as their eyes brim with tears and their lips quiver
big men! who shake you awake with a sense of urgency, asking you to hurry and wake up. when you finally do, you’re greeted with the sight if your lover with tears in his eyes
big men! who complain, hiss and even cry as he stammers about not being pregnant. who take your hand in his own, squeezing your hand slightly with a pout on their face, “you should have knocked me up! i wanted a baby with you! did you.. not want a baby?”
big men! who cry crocodile tears when they realize that they can’t get pregnant after you explain it to them. mind still too fucked dumb, brain filled with nothing but statics and cotton. who literally sobs in desperation when he realizes he can’t get knocked up by you
big men! who sniffle as you turn their face to look at you. who finally starts to calm down when you assure him with a smug smile that you will continue to fuck your cum inside him over and over until he finally gets pregnant. isn’t his partner just lovely?
➯ jing yuan, blade, gepard, sampo, welt yang, argenti, wriothesley, neuvilette, diluc, itto, childe, capitano, kaveh, thoma, baizhu, zhongli, dainsleif, rock, hajime sugoroku, kenshirou yozakura, musashi, samon gokuu, liang, qi, yamato godai, mitsuru hitokoe, sinbad, masrur, spartos leoxses, kouen ren, koumei ren, muu alexius, cassim, armakan amun-ra, yunan, judar, murial, julian, diavolo, beel, mammon, satan, simeon, solomon, raphael your faves♡︎
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melzzles · 2 years
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sub kitty xiao has the prettiest, neediest mewls
HE HAS!!! ofc, this tsundere kitty would need to open up to you first for you to get to hear them,,
xiao isn't one to trust people easily after all. he can sense that you have a good heart, so rather than acting aggressive towards you, he just keeps his guard up,, therefore wouldn't make a lot of noise.
but once this kitty falls for you, he gets REALLY attached, and he's making it so obvious by meowing all the time,, baby wants your attention so bad <3
would be SO loud - meowing, purring, trilling for you - and he wouldn't stop even when you finally give him what he wants,, touch him, give him kisses, call him your good and pretty little kitty and DON'T STOP!!!
he'd meow even more as a means of agreeing with everything you say <333
very vocal boy, loud and needy yes yes but so so pretty for you,,
I'm sorry for the late reply :((( I've been working a lot and exhaustion has caught up to me,,
I could keep on talking about it but I'll keep this short and I might actually try writing something :)))
thank you for this ask, it's the very first one I got <333
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tteokbin · 2 years
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☆ albedo -> sub!albedo x dom!gn!reader
content -> reader has a dick, slapping, unintentional aphrodisiac, chocking, really just porn with 1% plot
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summer in mondstat has been more sweltering than it ever has before. albedo seems to have gotten tired of seeing your pitiful state clinging onto the cooled walls of the HQ, exclusively giving you an invitation to come to his camp in dragonspine whenever he isn't swamped with work.
since his generous invitation you've been enjoying the cold weather on dragonspine with albedo every so often during the week. he'd serve you a hot drink every time you'd visit, a small hint of a welcoming smile adorning his usually stotic face.
though it seems traveling up to dragonspine each week has started to take its toll on your body.
a cold sweat spikes up your neck, making your shirt feel suffocating on your torso. your throat feels unnaturally dry, which is ironic considering you just had tea with albedo.
it was a warming drink, helping the cold leave your body as you cozied up into albedos small work space. he seems to be in a good mood today, though his usual unexpressive look didn't leave his face. he spoke of a experiment he's been indulging in for weeks and how it seems to be going well.
now you sit behind albedo while he works at his table. tinkering with different potions and beakers, paying you no mind. puffing heavy breaths into the chilly air, you find yourself not able to stop staring at his back. slim with narrowed shoulders, small waist perfect for grabbing- no, bruising with your hands.
having him bent over for you , nonstop pounding into his puckered hole that you know is tight. golden silk locks secured in the tight grip of your hand making it easier to pound in to his tense walls, his whines only spurring your hips into ecstasy.
“haaah..” in the midst of your thoughts you haven’t realized you’ve begun touching yourself slowly through your pants, grinding your palm into the clothed shaft. even more so; oblivious to the flustered alchemist standing right in front of you.
while working at his desk albedo heard low groans coming from your direction. thinking you were just feeling a bit unwell, he ignored it. he'd had begun to feel feverish himself; constantly squeezing his legs and subtly grinding his now forming bulge onto the table corner.
turning around to excuse himself of his embarrassingly inappropriate behavior , albedo stumbled when seeing your flushed state. the view was too much for his clouded head; hypnotizing him to slip onto your lap without question, though you didn’t seem to mind .
even in the middle of mentally questioning what was happening he couldn't stop his hips. slowly humping your pelvis while shrugging off his lab coat. your eyes swirled with hot lust and want, ripping off his constraining shorts.
" I-I don't know what's happening to me." albedo hotly whispers in between pants, "i've never felt so aroused before—fuck!" a particular stimulating thrust had him mewling out pleads.
watching the alchemist practically bounce on your lap with so much vigor made your head swim impossibly harder.
“oh fuck.. want me put my cock in this pretty little hole? hm baby, s’ that what you want?” albedo nods so fast his head could fall off. wasting no time, you rip into his briefs and run your fingers over his already puffy rim.
“please, put it in! plea-” he starts to beg before being cut off by his own shrill moan as you fuck into him in one go, burying yourself to the hilt. you don’t hold back as you lift him all the way up before slamming him straight back down. “s-so full..” he slurs, mind already fucked dumb on your cock.
loud sounds of skin against skin echos throughout albedos camp. the fat of his ass jiggles each time your hips meet as your fingertips dig into the ripples of meat. he swears he can feel every vein and ridge of your cock dragging deliciously against his pillowy walls, pink asshole sucking you in so good he could bounce on your lap for hours.
albedo babbles gibberish you’ve stopped trying to understand, only a mix of pleads between “harder!” and “more!”
“feels s-so good, fuck m’ gonna—!” bedos eyes roll into the back of his head when he feels that euphoric feeling at the tip of his tongue. knot in his stomach so so close to snapping. until you pull out fully and stand up. a dissapointed whine didn’t even get to escape his lips before you lay him down on the table and swiftly re-enter his hole.
albedo wails loudly at the overbearing pleasure. his throat burns but he barely feels it over the delicious feeling your giving him. fat cock pounds into his fucked out hole faster and faster until all that’s heard is the clapping of skin and broken moans echoing in the air. each time you reenter the tip hits so deep his legs tremble and his eyes cross.
you stop your thrusts and grab hold of his slicked chin, watching his droopy lust filled eyes stuggle to stay open. “you like getting fucked dumb like this baby? hm?” you shake his head around a little— trying to shake the answer out his empty head.
when he doesn’t answer you slap him across the face, hard. albedo let’s out a loud suprised moan, eyes flying to look at you. “respond when i ask you a fucking question.” he nods dumbly and bares his other cheeks towards you.
“ye-yes! luv it s’much! pleash more, hurt me more—!” he rolls his hips into yours alongside his sentence. golden curls splay around his head in a messed up pattern, ruffling even more when you pound into him once again. your hand wraps around his throat, forcing strained gasps and moans to tumble out.
he doesn’t even realize he’s cumming when it happens; his eyes roll to the back of his skull and cum splatters all over his abdomen and your chest. he silently screams while still fucking back into you, begging to be filled to the brim.
a few more bruising thrusts and your stuffing him full of hot cum. albedo whines at the feeling, spent dick twitching harshly against his stomach.
you pull out and lay on top of him paying no mind to the sticky mess. heavy puffs of air escape the both of you as you come to your senses and realize the two of you are butt naked in the freezing cold.
after getting dressed and helping him dress himself, you go to give him a sip of the tea you had earlier but he pushes it away.
“i might’ve… accidentally added my newest experiment to our tea.” he looks away from your reaction in embarrassment of making such a mistake. “it was an test aphrodisiac for farmers in liyue to use on their livestock.”
you blinked twice then gasped, “holy fuck is that why we were so horny?!” he nodded, still avoiding eye contact. you reached to pat his head , “don’t worry about it baby i liked it.”
albedo looks up at you with a look you’ve never seen from him before, lust starting to swim into his eyes once again, and asks with a genuine grin, “can we do it again?”
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a/n: the way i started this more than a month ago
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yourlocalstranger123 · 9 months
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Y/n: Eula calm d-down will you~
Eula isn't listening right now as she's too busy throating your cock while staring up at you in admiration as what was supposed to be a nice little visit from your girlfriend while you trained to hone your skills but after seeing your chisled upper body completely drenched in sweat and claymore held firmly in your strong hands made her in need of some protien~
So here you are behind the knights of favonious base late at night with the infamous eula Lawrence eagerly taking your cock deep into her throat as you hope to barbatos no one hears your stifled moans and the sloppy sounds of eula's mouth
Y/n: Fuck~ you wanna be a slut! Grabs the back of eula's head then I'll treat you like a slut~
Eulas eyes widen in shock before she starts moaning around your shaft and bobbing her head with your thrusts as her fingers reach under her leotard and finger her sopping pussy as your heavy balls slap against her chin and her saliva mixed with your sweet pre cum leaks down her chin and in between her massive cleavage you force your cock as deep as you can into her throat before forcing it out of her mouth as she instantly goes to licking and worshipping your balls as the musk radiating from your lower region due to the training prior only excites her further as you bend her over the wall and move her leotard to the side and admire just how wet your girlfriend whore got just from worshipping your cock
Y/n: my my who knew the traitor of the Lawrence clan was also a greedy whore~ pins her against the wall and slams his cock into her i wonder what your family would say if they saw you getting fucked by a commoner and you enjoying it~
Eula: gasps at the sudden intrusion and moans due to the rough thrusts into her formerly elegant pussy i don't care Ah~ I'm your personal whore please ruin my insides and make me scream into the winds~
Y/n: hmph as you wish~
And so for the next 2 hours you throughly and quite roughly violated and claimed your needy girlfriends pussy once again as her whorish moans and your deep grunts were heard by no one but the cool winds of the night in mondstadt but unknowing to the couple a certain unfaithful nun watched from the shadows, her pale fingers stuffed deep in her sopping cunt as she wishes you'd punish her like that for being such a terrible nun perhaps next time she'll ask to join~
(The things i would do to eula😫 i know she whimpers after round 2 and begs to be overstimulated at least once)
Bro I coughed so loudly that my neighbor yelled across the window if I was okay. But anyways—
WOW. HOW DID YOU WRITE THAT MUCH WITHOUT JUST— *Zzzzz*
You have a great mindset. Give me more—
Bro, imagine if you surprises her with maybe fancy lingerie? Or maybe even a maid costume.
You can imagine with lingerie while I imagine with Eula shuddering when she felt your hands slithering onto her waist as she dusts the vases on the table. Panting as you teased her, pulling him her skirt as she yelped. Trying to cover her mouth as she felt you eating her out under her dress but becomes nervous when someone enters and you're still under her skirt, eating her out. Good thing the tables cover it!
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Amorist - Pantalone
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Summary: Lone adores your talent so much he tries to replicate it.
Warnings: Subby!Pantalone, Toys, Drunk!Pantalone, Fan!Pantalone, Writer!Reader, Dom!Reader, Sensitive Pantalone, Crying!Pantalone, Fem!Reader
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I always felt eyes on me, more specifically but I was never sure who it was. All I knew was that these eyes showed up while I was typing away in the coffee shop. I tended to go for writing inspiration and some writing snacks. And yet everytime without fail I’d always feel these eyes. Sometimes when I left my laptop on the table to go to the bathroom I would find a comment on grammar or a sticky note telling me how to enhance a scene or that the mystery person was excited to see what was next.
In fact I once wrote on a sticky note for this mystery person my name and tumblr profile in case they wanted to read other things from me and when I got back from the bathroom it was gone and still grammar was fixed and tips were written down. I was happy to be seen as a good author in person rather than just the internet.
In fact I enjoyed the advice and tips that I’d make it a habit to go into the bathroom for at least 15 minutes to allow the reader to repair what I wrote along with reading it. When I finished my first book there was a sticky note and a company card.  
‘If you're interested in publishing I have a friend who’s willing to help. Just call the number, also. . .Will you be writing a second book? I need to know if Addison marries Evan or Thomas!’ 
Thanks to the amazing advice the reader was giving I didn’t debate long on the decision to call after I did some research. When I got home I called the number on the card and within seconds a throat was cleared. 
“Hello this is Pantalone Harbinger. How may I assist you?” his voice was toned and mellow and soft. 
“I was given your card, I heard you could help me with publishing a book.” A little ‘oh’ passed through the phone along with a ‘I didn’t she’d call already.’ though I’m sure he didn’t notice it. 
He cleared his throat once more before speaking, “That’s right, I own a publishing house. One of my employees said he found a real talent for writing.” The way he said employees was odd but i didn’t question it much. 
“Yes, well. The advice given to me was rather helpful. So I figured I continue to listen to it and give you a call.” I explained. 
“I see, so your interested in publishing, well, if I can help I certainly will, however I must see the work you produce, I know it is rather brash but if you could email me the transcript I review it and email or call you at a later date.” I bit my lip at this, though the offer was good it was too good and well what if he simply used my story as his? 
“I’ll need to sign a contract.” I say
“For?” He asked
“A Non-disclosure agreement,” he hummed, “I need to be assured you nor your company would steal my work and claim it as your own.” The man hummed once more before hastily agreeing. 
“When would you like to sign the NDA? I have some free time in the afternoon tomorrow.” I paused. 
“T-tomorrow?” The man giggled
“Yes, in all honesty my employee is rather pervasive and managed to give an excellent summary of the story that compelled me to fashion up an NDA in hopes you’d call.” I hummed. 
“W-well, I am also free in the afternoon, is there anywhere you’d like to meet?” I ask
“Perhaps my office, I like to keep work and personal life separate, the address is on the card. I'll tell my aid you’ll stop by.” I hummed and he bidded me a goodnight before hanging up. Without many hold ups I sprinted out of my morning class and hurried to the office on the card and with anxiety coursing through my veins I went into the publishing house and then the elevator which took me to the ‘big boss’s office’. When I got there I saw a man without a suit jacket working and I approached him. 
“Do you have an appointment?” He asked. 
“Y-yes? I believe so, Mr. Harbinger told me to meet him here in the afternoon.” The man looked up and seemed to recognize me before hurrying to stand and leading me to the office door which showed a man with black hair and violet eyes, he had glasses in a completely black tux he too had lost the jacket and tie, in fact some buttons on his shirt were undone. 
“Sir, your afternoon appointment is here.” He looked up and smiled before ushering me inside. Once I was seated the aid I can only assume closed the door and left us be. 
“It’s a pleasure, ms. . .” I coughed.
“Y/n, please just address me as Y/n.” I say
“Then please call me Lone, so you wished to have me sign an NDA yes?” I nodded, and he pulled it out and handed it to me. I read it through before signing it first then he followed suit. When he looked at the NDA he blushed a bit, like a fan would before their idol. In fact it was rather endearing. 
“Apologies. If you wouldn’t mind, I'd like to discuss a contract.” He said. 
“S-shouldn’t you read my transcript first?” I asked
“W-well yes, however I meant a potential contract.” I nodded, “So this is how this will go, I’ll need you to send you transcript over to have me review it and when I finish reviewing it I will email or call you to give you my decision on signing a full contract, when this happens I would like to discuss other details of the novel. Does this make sense?” I nodded and he smiled before getting up. I followed him before holding out my hand he took it and with a gleeful smile shook it, “It was a pleasure to meet you Y/n.” I nodded 
“Likewise Lone.”  Over the next week I was riddled with anxiety and when I got that call I was exceedingly nervous but I took it and heard his voice. 
“Are you free to discuss signing a contract with Northland publishing house?” 
“W-when?” I ask
“As early as possible, tonight if we could,” 
“I-I’m free after 10 PM, will that work?” I ask
“Yes, any place you’d wish to meet at?” I bit my lip.
“Umm, Not really.” I say. 
“I’ll set up a reservation at Yue Pavillon, will that be alright.” I chuckled, accepting. The phone hung up and I groaned, I really didn’t have that kind of money. I chose to worry later, but later came much sooner and headed to the meeting place where I saw Lone and he hurried to me saying I was his guest and led me to the table. For the most part Lone was extremely kind, and spoke of my way of writing and my plotline saying it was something he never even saw coming, he also was curious which boy Addison would choose. Eventually after dinner and some glasses of wine he was happily talking to me almost as if I were a friend.
“I-I apologize if I am too involved in the story. In fact when I started I knew I was trapped. I’m so excited to be signing with such talent. In fact I don’t think anything I’ve ever read has brought out as much reaction as yours had. I felt like I was in a trance.” He complimented which caused him to drunkenly ask something, “Speaking of which are those rather, erotic scenes. Were those translated from videos or personal experiences?”
“Personal, I didn’t know how either person felt or how it’d feel and thus I wished to have a genuine telling of the scene.” He giggled. 
“I thought so, it sounded too good for it having a video reference.” He chuckled, “You know, I’m not supposed to ask this but would you be willing to use a night with me as reference material?” Lone asked, his eyes were hazy and the blush he had gained made him adorable.
“I believe it is inappropriate to do such things to someone who would be considered my boss.” I say, within an instant his expression dropped and was all pouty. He bit his lip before lighting up. 
“I won’t be your boss until after you sign the contract, unless you dislike working for people you sleep with.” He sighed, “Oh! I could always assign a different editor, that way your work wouldn’t be funneled to me at all, that would make it so I wasn’t your boss!” He smiled like a child, “We could do that, right?”
I chuckled and reached over to take his drink, “So the editorial manager was going to edit my transcripts? I didn’t think I would have such an honor.” I say. 
“Are you kidding! H-how could I not read that masterpiece! I had to wait for months just to gain the confidence to approach you with stupid post-it notes. I honestly can’t believe such a talented person wasn’t earning money from their work. In all honesty I read your transcript within a day. I wanted to call you the moment after but I chose to read some of your posted work. The way you write is eye-catching and the plotlines, you took hated tropes and made them likable. Then there were those scenes, they were in so much detail and described them so much I couldn’t help trying to replicate them myself, I-I was in a trance with everything I read.” Lone praised, only making me blush in return. He was my mystery reader. 
“You were my mystery reader?” I ask
“I-I. . .I don’t think I should’ve told you that.” He giggled, “It was a funny chance. I was meeting someone in the coffee shop for publishing reasons and when they were describing their drag of a novel I caught a glimpse of yours and began reading it from afar. I was in awe of your talent. Of course that meet-up ended as I wasn’t interested. But after that I made it a goal to stop by that coffee shop to see if you were there. After a few days I learned your schedule.” Lone said, he tried reaching for his drink which I held away from him. 
“I can’t believe you managed to keep your composure when I was sitting in your office a week ago.” I smirked, he whined and I felt his legs become restless. 
“I r-really wasn’t, I made so many slip-ups. Such as the contract and then when you shook my hand, it felt like my body was on fire.” I smiled.
“If I knew you were such a big fan I would’ve given you an autograph.” I say, he whined and covered his mouth. I sighed and stood up, “you offered yourself as reference material, that offer is still open?” I ask
“Y-yes, i-it’ll always be open.” He said, stunned. 
“Then, shouldn’t we head to a hotel? Or would you rather do this in your own bed so you could relive the memories?” I went close to his ear, taking his hand in mine. 
“M-mine, my bed. . .please.” I smiled and helped him up. Lone called someone and a black car appeared and we got in and Lone told them to take him home, thank god I use the subways. When I got to his apartment building he opened the door and let me in. I waited for him to open his door while making sure my hands were on his hips and I was kissing his neck. 
“F-fuck. . .That- T-there!” Lone managed to open the door and I didn’t let him go in, simply allowing him to hold the door open as I continued my kisses. 
“Y/n~ T-The door is opened, we can go in.” I hummed at his words, “p-please? M-my neighbors might see us.” he whined, I sighed and went inside and closed the door before pressing him against the wall. I continued to hold his hips against mine, as my kisses littered his neck. 
“Are you sure you want this? We can still stop.” I say, he turned to face me with an alluring look as he wrapped his arms around my neck. 
“I want this, use me, please?” I smiled and slammed my lips on his as he grinded on my thigh thinking I didn’t realize. I pulled away from him and saw his darling little expression, his lips were pink and plump as he panted. 
“Well, we we going to fuck here or your bed?” I ask, he gulped and hurriedly lead me to his bedroom where I noticed many toys scattered around, there were dildos that were suctioned onto the wood floor, then there were cuffs, blindfolds, gags on the bed, but what caught my attention the most was the magic wand and a chastity cage. He is either really kinky or bought this to replicate my scenes. I watched as he knocked down many of the toys to the floor but I smirked at his eagerness. 
“You really did try to replicate my scenes.” I said picking up a gag, Lone quickly grabbed it hiding behind his back embarrassed. 
“I-I’m not a liar.” He said. 
“I can tell, there's dried cum staining your floor. In fact I find it rather endearing.” I say. He whined and grabbed the belt loops on my jeans pulling me close. 
“Play with me?” He whimpered, I chuckled and pet his head before latch our lips together making him humm happily only to feel something wet against my face, I pulled away to see Lone crying, shit did I tease him to much?
“D-damn it.” He sniffled. 
“Hey, are you alright?” I asked, going on my knees.
“Yeah, yeah.” He mumbled, “T-this happens a-all the time.” I tilted my head. 
“I-I’m not sad s-so please keep going.” I nodded and wiped his tears before pinning him to the bed, He continued to cry but he kept insisting he was alright and he wanted to keep going so I took the bindings I can only assume were on the bed to keep his hands away. Thankfully he had taken his jacket off in the car because it was hot and so he was left in his suit pants and a black button-up. I ripped his shirt open and got rid of his shoes, socks and pants with ease leaving him in his underwear which only had him crying more. I smiled and leaned into him whispering small praises while rubbing my thumb against his thigh. 
“I got you darling, it’s alright your safe.” Lone sniffled,
“I-I told you I’m not sad.” He protested.
“I know, but I want to stare into your pretty eyes.” I say, I soothed him a little longer and his tears became simple sniffles. When that happened I pulled off his boxers freeing his cock which was happily standing proud. I planted a kiss on his tip which had him bite his lip and throw his head back, poor boy is so sensitive. 
“Are you ready Sweetie?” I look up. 
“Mmhmm.” I dove onto his cock having him moaning. I swirled my tongue around the tip allowing him to feel the pleasure his sensitive cock was going through. He began moving his legs, they even started to shake. He was oh so needy, eventually when I went to pull off Lone pushed me back onto his cock by using his legs to hold me in place. I smirked and used my tongue against his slit, having him scream. 
“Y-Y/n! W-wait! I’ll. . .I’ll!” Lone’s legs moved and right before he reached his high I pulled away having a ruined orgasm that had his hips bucking, “Y/n! I-I want more, more, more, please, give me more!” He begged. I hovered over him, wiping some tears away kissing him softly as he whined. 
“It’s alright, I don’t plan on stopping, there’s no need to beg.” He sniffled, “Would you like another?” I asked, he nodded and I wrapped my hand around his cock and began pumping him slowly. I made sure to go slow so the overstimulation could work him back up, Lone was crying again and his legs were shaking. He was moaning loudly despite my actions. I kept kissing him to occupy his mouth when I realized the reason why he had so many gags, it’s because he was loud as shit. I stopped my hand and moved away Lone already looked so fucked out. 
“Would you like a gag Lone?” I ask, he shook his head trying to get me back to ruining him, “Do you mind if I use some toys?” Another shake, so I got up and found a strap that just happened to be strapped onto a large teddy bear, then there was the magic wand and nipple clamps, when I went back to Lone he was squirming. I plugged in the wand and made sure to kiss Lone while I placed a clamp on each nipple which made his whine. When I managed to calm him down from the clamps I turned on the wand placing it on his nipples. 
“F-fuck~ I-I wanna cum!” I wrapped my hand around his cock once more and Lone was whining as his tongue hung between his lips, his eyes rolled back and Lone somehow managed to take his restraints into his hands pulling on them. I smiled, I was working my magic on my soon-to-be-boss, and he was crying so helplessly, but he continued to beg for more as I was already allowing him an orgasm. 
“I-I’m coming! Y/n! I’m cumming!” I kissed Lone’s eyes, having him cum, his cum reached his chest and I turned off the wand and let go of his cock peppering kisses over his face. 
“You're doing so good Lone, You’re being such a good boy.” He was so dazed, but as he was being praised he came back and smiled like a goof, “Would you like one more orgasm?” I ask
“Pwease~~” I smiled and kissed his lips.
“Good boy,” I undressed myself leaving my body in my underwear as I strapped the strap-on to my hips, and moved to lift Lone’s hips just slightly to see a plug in his ass. I smirked and kissed him, “You really planned to have me in your bed tonight huh? You prepped and everything.” He giggled, and I pulled the plug out and replaced the plug with the strap. Lone's tears came out like a waterfall when his toy was replaced. 
“It’s alright darling boy, I got you, breathe, I promise you’ll be alright.” He was smiling as he continued to try and free himself, “Would you like to hold onto me?” I ask
“Pwease, pwease!” I kissed him softly and freed him by rubbing and kissing his now red wrists. When I began moving Lone pulled me into a kiss as tears fell I made sure this final orgasm was slow and passionate to welcome Lone back from his taxing headspace. It didn’t take long for him to cum as he came twice before. When he finished I pulled off of him and out of him, he was so sleepy after his orgasms that I took off his shirt throwing it on the floor. I then went around to gather all the used toys going to find the bathroom. When I did I began cleaning the toys in the bathroom and placed a towel on the counter to allow them to dry. I then brought a wet rag to the room cleaning all of the obvious stains and cleaning Lone himself before gathering the clothes and going to find the washing machine and putting them to wash. I returned back and took out some pj’s and dressed Lone and took a shirt to sleep in. When I finally sorted everything out I moved Lone under the covers and got under them having Lone snuggle up to my body.
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kalystatheevil · 6 months
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picture scaramouche bent over, hands tied behind his back, face pressed to a coffee table with you holding him from behind
tw: cursing, cnc, praise, humiliation, dom reader, unhealthy use of ellipses; (amab reader), 18+
you rub your glistening cock between scaramouche's spread asscheeks, almost moaning from the view alone. your precum is already leaking into the cracks, moistening them prettily.
"fuck, scara… what did i tell you, huh?" a sharp slap resounds, and scaramouche's right cheek immediately starts turning pinkish. the boy grits his teeth.
"go to hell you fucking psycho."
"mhhh…" your thumbs leave little indents in the supple skin of his ass. between them, a throbbing hole clenches nervously. "a psycho, am i."
scaramouche moans as you push the tip past the rim. you're sure he didn't mean to, but it still escaped his lips. slowly, you push just the tip in and out, watching intently as the skin spreads around the gland, swallowing it greedily.
"you stretch so beautifully, scara," you coo, a soft blush on your face. "so incredibly beautiful"
"stop— stop looking!" scaramouche growls. "it's—" he gasps loudly when the tip enters him yet again, face already red from all the blood gathering in his head.
"it's what, scara..."
"it's— ugly…"
at this, you click your tongue and stop. "ugly?"
scaramouche becomes angry, deflecting from his quickly rising shame. "yes, ugly. seriously, stop with this stupid game you're playing, i don't need you to act like you're into th—"
you thrust into him, deep and hard. scaramouche's words are lost in a strangled gurgle as his eyes roll back.
"it seems i need to fuck that thought out of you."
with one roll of your hands, you shorten the rope connected to his tied wrists, tugging them upwards. slowly, you start to roll your hips back, watching as the rim catches and slides over your cock. you moan. "aah, scara… you look so, so pretty like this"
"fuck… you… ngh— a-aahn…"
you breathe heavily. "fuck. fuck, scara. you take me so well. look at you, moaning like a slut..."
"shut— shut up. fuck. i'll kill you. i swear i'll fucking kill y— MGH!" you slam back into him. any further protest is drowned by the sound of thighs hitting flesh in sharp slaps as you start pounding into him. harder and harder you thrust back inside, needing to reach deeper, faster, harder.
it doesn't take long for scaramouche to lose his composure. on the surface of the coffee table, he rolls his head almost limply to the side. his eyes are blurry with pleasure, but still he tries to look at you out of the corner of his eye - to make you see exactly what you are doing to him.
you breathe a laugh, panting hard. under scaramouche's mouth, a steadily growing puddle of drool forms. he twitches, legs giving in.
you grab his hips so hard his skin will certainly bruise. scaramouche is not yet allowed to stop taking you. you stare and stare, fucking him until the world starts to tilt, until your cock feels numb from sheer pleasure, until you start twitching so hard that it's visible on the front of scaramouche's stomach—
you cum hard, gasping for air. white stars form in your vision, and you can feel your hands tremble on his soft skin.
"haha…" you laugh, out of breath. under you, scaramouche whimpers quietly.
after a moment, you pull out slowly. a thick line of cum connects the tip of your still slightly twitching cock with scaramouche's warm, fluttering hole. "ahh… fuck. my cum… hahaha… deep… deep inside you…"
scaramouche lets out another whine. his hole clenches before releasing a white drop of liquid. he whimpers, trying to say something.
"mh?" you ask, using your thumb to smear the droplet around the throbbing hole. "speak up, scara…"
amidst his wordless whimpers, you push your thumb inside and laugh again, feeling scaramouche milking it powerlessly.
"i wonder when you came…"
"mmglh…" scaramouche answers. when something warm touches his freely leaking cock, he flinches lightly. a moan tumbles over his lips. with the palm of your hand, you rub the tip of his soft erection.
"or rather… how many times." scaramouche's eyes slowly roll backwards. with a grin, you raise your hand back up and glide your tongue over the palm, humming appreciatively at the taste. "yum ~"
"no…more…" scaramouche finally breathes. "can't…" your arm slings around his belly. with ease, you lift him up. "ahn—"
"no more? no more, scara?"
"no... more..."
"but baby..." you place a soft kiss on his temple.
"we were just getting started."
[formatting shamelessly stolen from scara smut writer @hanxku]
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