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angelltheninth · 2 days
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Could I request Dr Ratio's lover having steamy bath sex with him?
Steamy? How you see through all that anime steam?
Pairing: Veritas Ratio x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, bath sex, seduction (from Reader), keeping each other warm, stubborn Veritas Ratio
A/N: I wear glasses, I can't see shit in that steamy bath.
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The tub he's in is a bit small for teo people
You're gonna have to sit on his lap if you really insist on taking a bath with him
Despite him being hard he isn't too keen on having sex in this bath tub, too much water would go over the edge and be wasted when it could be used to wash up instead
Submerges both your bodies in water as much as he can while keeping you snuggled up against his chest so neither of you are cold or exposed much
Curses under his breath when your pussy keeps rubbing against his cock
It's already wet from the water but he can tell there's a different kind of wetness there too
Hates how it's not the heat of the bath thst's making him but your body against his
You try to get closer to him but his cock is in the way, pressing back between youe legs, rubbing against your clit and making you more restless
Veritas doubts that his cock is the only thing that will make you calm down
There are many other ways, he could hold you but he's having trouble staying still too when you keep moving your hips against him
Complains when you lift your body from his so you can sit on his cock
At this angle you can easily take all of it
His eyes keep looking at the drops of water dripping down your breasts, tempting him to take your nipple in his mouth and suck
Temptations that he eventually gives into
Doesn't want to move too quickly, but each thrust is still deep, his whole cock pushing into your pussy, keeping you on his cock, feeling your inner walls spasming around him
Because the water will get cold eventually you can't take as much time as you want to with this
A shame but he can still make you come by grinding your clit against his abs
You need to do your part too, make sure to roll your hips in slow, long circles, barely sit up from his dick, make him feel constant stimulation from your tight pussy
He fingers his cum out of you while you lean against his body, licking the water droplets from his sensitive neck, not letting his cock get fully soft agaist you
When you get out of this tub he'll make sure to wrap you in the warmest, softest towel he has
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osachiyo · 2 months
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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 & 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — fem!reader, cunnilingus, teasing, degradation, mean!veritas, pussy slapping, prone bone, unprotected sex, he puts u in a headlock etc • my first time writing for this man ! i hope i did him justice :3 happy reading and i hope you enjoy !! minors dni & NOT PROOFREAD
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VERITAS'S eyes raked over your entire frame, his mouth working wonders on your cunt, while you practically gushed on his tongue — "did i tell you to stop?" he raised an eyebrow, flicking your clit with his tongue as if to punctuate his words.
"n-no but—" "but?" his tone was harsh, causing you to flinch from the venom in his voice. "but it's hard to focus w-while you're shoving your tongue down my pussy, duh."
veritas only chuckled, pulling his mouth away from your aching cunt — strings of your arousal and his saliva connecting his pink lips to your pussy. "wha—" smack!
a harsh slap landed on your clit, making you yelp and jolt at the sting. "you're talking just fine, but you can't read a simple paragraph from the book? are you a brat or just simply stupid?" he hissed, pretty eyes narrowing down to slits — lips pressed into a frown.
"i —" you cried out when another smack landed on your cunt, thighs desperately trying to close but his hands easily pried them apart. "you think you're so cheeky, hm? running that smart mouth to get on my nerves on purpose? whatever do i do with you..." he sighed, running the knuckles of his fingers over your puffy folds as if to soothe it from the stinging burn.
a desperate whine left your lips when veritas parted your folds, licking a long stripe up before circling his tongue on your clit, big hands pinching and feeling up the soft skin of your thighs. "keep reading."
"…a-and gibraltar as a girl where i was a flower of — nggh —!" your head rolled back with a breathless moan when he started tongue-fucking you, while his thumb drew figure eights on your puffy clit. "go on," you could practically hear the smirk in his voice, his attention solely on you. the way you quiver so adorably while moaning his name — struggling so hard to let out coherent sentences.. it made his cock twitch and strain painfully against his pants.
"please," you begged, the tears in your glossy eyes finally threatening to spill and fuck — it shouldn't have made him harder than he already was. "i - i can't anymore, veritas," you hiccuped, the man's heart fluttering at the way his name rolled off your tongue so beautifully.
"..fine," strong arms flipped you over with ease — making you drop the book with a surprised yelp, now positioned on your tummy. you tried to look back but a hand pushed your head down, warm breath hitting the shell of your ear,
"— but brace yourself, because im not gonna go easy, slut."
that was all he said before pushing himself into your warm, welcoming walls — pelvis resting on your ass. "f-fuck, still so tight," veritas groaned, his free hand foundling the fat of your ass before landing a swift smack on it, making your clench even more around him. "ve - veritas —" you gasped when he wrapped an arm around your throat, effectively putting you in a headlock as his thrusts finally found their rhythm — rough and calculated.
it wasn't long before you could feel yourself getting lost in the hazy fog of pleasure — eyes threatening to roll back as his cock hits that one rough patch inside of you with strong but calculated thrusts, along with the mean, degrading words he whispered into your ear — you came embarrassingly fast.
"y-yes yes yes — ! right there oh god —!" you couldn't help but bite down on his forearm as you made a mess on his cock, some of your slick running down his shaft to his balls — even soaking his thighs in the process.
"god, such a messy fucking girl, aren't you?" he spat — thrusts becoming more powerful and his voice becoming higher in pitch — indicating that he too, was close to his release.
and it didn't take long for him to cum — hips pressing against your ass, while spurts of his seed coated your gooey walls, his face buried in your neck as he gives you everything he had to offer.
he slowly lifted his head after a few minutes of inhaling your intoxicating scent, voice raspy and deep —
"you still have to read the book, you do know that right?"
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atsuwumus · 3 months
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𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 Veritas Ratio is something that always keeps you on your toes, never sure of what you can expect. Sometimes his kisses are slow, languid and deep, seeking every crevice of your mouth and memorizing the taste of you as if it would be the last time he'd get to do so. The back of his hands deftly brush over the swells of your cheeks, feeling the heat beneath your skin and if you managed to reel in your faltering focus you could almost feel him smiling against your lips. "Utmost adorable how you keep chasing my lips," he coos in a honeyed tone, thumb brushing over the dip of your bottom lip. "Even after I've stopped kissing you."
But there are other times where you can feel the hunger radiating off him when he cages you between his body and his desk. His lips are more demanding, hungrier, devouring you whole without an ounce of remorse. It's hot and wanting, overwhelming and dizzying all at once. He pours every last ounce of his soul into swallowing your moans and whimpers, shushing you while your mouths move needily and messily over each other because kisses like these only end in one way. "Needy little thing, I can feel you trembling," he teases, a husky tone that sends a shiver down your spine. "You need me to fuck you? Pleasure you? Is that why you're whining against my lips like a little bitch in heat?"
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anantaru · 4 months
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cw.・✶ 。 i wrote this with my pussy, [ex]plicit, riding, also typed this in under 5min i am speed, fem! reader
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in addition to dr. ratio's otherworldly mind, veritas was a man of an assembly of skills. although for one, he finds himself questioning his abilities of being in charge of his emotions when you slowly sink down on him while settled on his lap. a blush of roses, that eyeful of champagne pink, housing on his cheeks when he rests his hands over your hips.
his gentle guidance has taught you how to move your body on his— and even if you were clumsy before, you certainly know what to do now. veritas was always able to see right through you— a peek of dominance studying your reactions, most definitely when you were in a vulnerable position such as exposing your bare body to him.
a thrust of his has you faltering when your legs part and frame his narrow waist, and you stifle a moan as he drags you back and forth on his lap, groaning lowly in approval as you settle your arms around his neck when you burn your face into the flesh. "hm? too much?" veritas had an indistinctive color in his tone that made it hard for you to decipher if he was enjoying this as much as you did, his voice low and gravel alike, but the tempting lust was all in his eyes.
"no!" you whine, "no, no, no," before you feel a gentle kiss at the tip of your nose, "feels amazing, doesn't it?" he digs his fingers into your hips as his knuckles turn white due to the strength he put behind, throwing you a glare when you hiss out at the mild pain.
in that split second before his next thrust, every nerve in your body and brain was being targeted, electrified when his erection splits you apart and brands its size into your flesh. for you, it was certainly the anticipation of his movements, how veritas would never let you know his next step— or when he will decide to move himself in and out of you again.
but being together, moving as one in such way, was more than pleasure and the act of sex itself, in a way it's so completely palpable and glimpsing at ones soul.
dwelling in the air, there were pheromones and the scent of sex when you moan in tandem with your liquid movements. you moan and squeal delicately as he fills you till overflow on every last thrust of his cock taking your breath away, the squelches of flesh slapping at each bounce, or the stickiness of skin against skin filling the room as you rock your hips up against him.
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kiwicopia · 1 month
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🔞 Dr. Veritas Ratio x Fem!Reader (blurb) 🔞
TW: mean Veritas, degradation, pent up Veritas, fwb/ free use situation, rough blowjob, cum swallowing, slight dacryphilia, hair pulling, against the wall position.
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He loved seeing you like this. On your knees, back pressed against the wall with his cock shoved down your throat. You gagged every time his bulbous tip brushed against the back of your throat, bringing forth tears that only served to further his movements. Such a thing happened quite often, and neither of you voiced any issue over the agreement you both shared.
"Fuck," he rasped, one hand tightly fisting your hair while the other pressed against the wall, keeping himself steady as his dick inched further down your throat. Work left Veritas stressed and pent up to the point where he felt like snapping, but he didn't. Not when he had you. "Look at you, taking me so well. Like the slut I always knew you were."
Your teary eyes met his hungry gaze, hands pawing at his hips for something to hold onto while he continued abusing your pretty, little mouth. Your throat vibrated with soft moans and whines, causing him to groan softly at the pleasure it brought to his cock.
He'd praise you for being such a good girl to him, letting him use you every time he was stressed, but there was no fun in that. The man groaned again when your tongue slid along his length, and he couldn't help but tug your hair, causing you to whine out once more.
"You better swallow," he hissed, his hips growing sporadic with the pace. He was close and you knew it. Your cheeks suddenly hollowed out in an effort to help him cross the line, and Veritas came hard.
The hand he had on the wall quickly left to grip the side of your face, helping the other to keep you steady as he shoved his dick into your mouth one last time, finally spilling himself down your throat. The man panted hard as he leaned his forehead against the wall, not bothering to remove himself from between your plump lips until he knew you swallowed his cum.
You were used to his taste, a balanced mix of salty and sweet. Only when he felt your throat move to gulp him down did he finally pull his cock from your mouth. Veritas couldn't help the smirk that etched itself onto his face. You were a good girl, you were, but you made an even better whore. All for him to do with and use as he pleased.
His eyes lowered when you looked back up at him. Such sweet, pretty doe eyes. His thumb rubbed gentle circles on your cheek, and he made a mental note on when to use you next time.
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mysacredmuse · 2 months
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reader: female anatomy, gender neutral descriptors and nicknames, no pronouns used
tw/cw: nsfw - mdni!, playful bickering (?), degrading, a bit irritated Veritas, slight dumbification, vaginal fingering & p in v penetration, no protection (wrap it before you tap it pls), creampie
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Veritas trying to teach you math as a form of love language while incorporating some other things until one of you loses focus...and the other loses patience. Is he a bit of a sore loser who would fuck you while doing math stuff? Yes he is, but we love him <3
(I need him carnally, it's not even a joke...so many thoughts rn, but I kept this one tame :D)
dividers by @/cafekitsune
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• Dr Ratio • Focus & Patience •
Teaching and sharing knowledge was Veritas' love language. 
The worst love language that a genius like him could have, if you were being honest. Sometimes you thought that his idea of a love language was actually him simply feeding his own ego and boosting the love towards himself. Right now, you think it's a torture for something you've done terribly wrong in your past life.
"Are you even listening to me?" he asks sharply, distracting you from much more important and interesting thoughts than math.
"Now I am.." you slur the words as you rest your chin on your hand. Your eyes scream boredom as your lips turn into a thin line, not even trying to hide genuine disinterest you were feeling. Veritas bites down a few nasty words he would throw your way before he speaks up again.
"Do you have any idea how important this is?" his tone is so serious as he shows you the problem he was solving.
"Nope. Never cared, never will. Come on Veritas, you know math hardly sparks my interest!" you whine, spreading your arm on the table to serve you as a pillow.
He scoffs as he gives you a sharp gaze. You return the gaze, however to his misfortune, yours is as disinterested as ever. 
"You are worse than a child, at the very least, they have curiosity which is deserving of respect." he says in a stern tone, his gaze still filled with determination to persuade you.
"And you are like a child, whining just like one." you roll your eyes at him, sighing in boredom.
He remains silent and you look at him for a few moments, his eyes holding some sort of indescribable emotion that makes your foolish heart soft.
"Ugh, fine! But this is the last time." you note in a serious tone, earning a soft smile from Veritas. 
"It certainly is." he nods as he opens his arm, gesturing to you to sit on his lap. Without giving it much thought and without addressing his previous sarcasm, your body simply follows, adjusting yourself on top of him. He slowly wraps one of his arms around your waist and tummy as he uses the other one to point at things as he explains them.
You have no idea how much time has passed, slightly readjusting on his lap from time to time as he keeps explaining stuff you will never think about ever again. At some point, he gives you the pen, encouraging you to try and solve one of the problems by yourself. His hand rests besides yours that was writing with slight hesitancy, but you were trying your best. His arm that was wrapped around you tightens just a bit as his thumb starts drawing small circles on your hip.
"That would be much hotter if we were playing billiards or something, ya know? In this setting, it's kinda lame." you say playfully, following with a soft chuckle.
"The only thing that is lame is your pea-sized brain that even thought of this as a form of coercion. Now, work." he says in a stern tone, earning a face of annoyance from you.
But, you keep working on the problem, even though you truly had no clue what was going on. In the meantime, Ratio slowly unwraps his arm away from your waist and slides his hand down your thigh, keeping it still for the time being.
"That's wrong." he says in his usual, semi-authoritative tone as he observes your solution to the problem.
"You knew that 10 minutes ago, should've told me then!" you raise your voice in annoyance, but he just places a soft, perhaps apologetic kiss on your shoulder.
He sneaks his hand to your inner thigh and starts drawing small circles on your skin using his thumb.
"Just try again." he whispers as his hand trails up your inner thigh, giving your flesh a few rougher squeezes in-between the tender circles.
You aren't oblivious by any means, but this stupid solution is taking up most of your focus and attention. You slightly readjust yourself on Veritas' lap, only to feel him getting harder, his cock pressing onto your ass.
What a damn loser.
He slowly moves his other hand, sneaking his thumb between your skin and your panties as well as your shorts, slightly pulling them down. You turn your head, giving him the look, but his gaze remains the same - lustful and greedy.
"Keep working." he orders in a lower tone as his other hand joins to slide down the fabrics covering your slightly leaking cunt. 
You adjust yourself, standing up for a moment, letting the fabrics fall down your legs. You sit back down, softly squirming on his lap as you continue solving the problem...or at least trying to do so.
"Good job. You got the first part correct now, can you do the rest?" he asks in a sly tone as one of his hands slides between your legs, two fingers slowly collecting the precum that was coating your inner lips.
He slowly brings his fingers up, drawing circles around your clit, just close enough to make you a bit irritated. You bite down on your bottom lip, genuinely trying to solve the issue, but with no much fruition.
"Perhaps you need a little reward for doing the first part correctly..., it might motivate you further." he whispers, kissing the nape of your neck as the two of his fingers finally begin to circle on your clit, earning a few soft gasps of yours.
"How am I supposed to work like this?" you whisper in a slightly trembling tone as your pussy clenches around nothing.
"Think of it as...mental gymnastics of a sort." his tone reveals no sympathy for you whatsoever as he continues circling over your clit, enjoying the way your body twitches from time to time. 
You roll your eyes as another barely audible gasp leaves your lips, continuing your work. His fingers move slowly enough for you to make some room for concentration, but as soon as Veritas notices that the problem is taking a bit too much of your attention, he speeds up, earning a guttural moan of yours. Your pussy leaks more, the emptiness starting to feel slightly painful.
You can't see his face, but you can sense the satisfaction that he was experiencing for messing you up like this. Although, it's only the beginning.
"You are on the right track." he whispers behind you in a low tone as his fingers trail down, teasing your entrance.
You bite down a moan, a soft muffled whimper escaping your throat as he slides two of his fingers inside your needy cunt, moving them in and out of you at a slow, agonizing pace.
He lets out a mellow sound of satisfaction of his own upon feeling your wet cunt clenching around him as he keeps stretching you out.
Your hips begin slowly rolling in and out, meeting the thrusts of his fingers as he curls them up, pressuring your sweet spot with every movement made. You drop the pen, focusing on riding his fingers and he lets you indulge in pleasure for just a moment. His other hand rests on your hip, gently guiding it without much pressure as soft moans slip past your lips each time his fingers reach all the right spots inside of you. He slightly spreads his thighs, spreading yours along the way, making you more sensitive to his touch and earning a louder moan of yours.
"Don't fuck yourself dumb now. Solve this and I will give you even more." he whispers, but his tone reveals certain impatience and neediness as you continue working in a perfect union.
"Promise?" you ask mindlessly as your hand searches for the pen, eyes rolled back as his fingers speed up just a bit, sending pleasurable jolts through your whole body.
"Promise. Now, focus and patience is what we need." he confirms, his tone becoming a bit more desperate as your pussy clenches tighter around his fingers.
You try to keep your unsteady gaze on the second part of the problem, mind overwhelmed with the heavy knot that was forming in your lower tummy as pleasurable heat spreads underneath your skin. With each roll of your hips, you can feel Veritas' cock getting harder and harder, an originally small wet spot growing bigger with each movement you make, mixing your own precum with his. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he speeds up his fingers even more, forcing a few louder moans out of you.
You curse under your breath, swiftly dropping the pen as your head falls back on his shoulder, hips still as he continues fucking you with his fingers in a faster pace. 
"Focus." he orders in a firm tone, but curls his fingers even more, not giving your sweet spot a single break. You let out a prolonged whimper, shaky breath making it hard to speak up.
"Don't tell me that you are so pathetic that you become a dumb little thing just from this." he continues in a firmer voice, although you notice a subtle teasing.
"Says a guy with a wet spot on his pants." you barely voice your sentence as more moans and whimpers occupy your throat, the pleasure too overwhelming.
In one quick instant, your cunt clenches around nothing, a loud gasp escaping your lungs as your chest hits the table in front of you. A rush of excitement goes through your body, making you needier.
"Who do you think you are?" his tone is low as he leans in, towering over your bent body, lips gently brushing over your earlobe.
"You should lick it clean since you are the one who made it in the first place.."
"Or should I just fuck you dumb since you serve no other purpose in your current state of mind?" his tone is awfully low, but firm, sending shivers up your spine. You remain silent, so Veritas makes a decision for you. A decision that you already saw coming, but he doesn't have to know that.
You can hear the zipper going down and the fabric rolling down his legs. You lay your head on the side, watching his irritated gaze as you feel him align his cock with your pretty leaking cunt. You give him a soft smile, almost feeling victorious for whatever reason, but your mouth quickly turns agape as a guttural and strained moan escapes your lungs once he swiftly slides his cock inside of you. He lets out a louder grunt as his hands fall onto your hips, pressing them into the table. He quickly picks up the pace, sliding his cock in and out of you in a swift and deep manner, stretching you out while reaching the sweetest and furthest spots inside of you.
Your fingers shakily claw on the table, filthy sounds turning your throat dry as he keeps pounding into you without a break. His grunts quickly turn into moans of his own, fingernails digging into your skin as his pelvic area slams into your ass, leaving a burning sensation behind each thrust.
"And you were doing so well...such a shame that you are a dumb little whore who only wants to get fucked." he spits out between the moans, voice a bit shaky.
Your mind feels hazy and all you manage to do is spread your legs just a bit more, greedy for deeper sensation. He quickly picks up on that, spreading your legs further using his own knee as he narrows his hips in an angle that reaches the deepest spots inside of you. You choke on your own sounds, still clawing on the table as each thrust makes your body weaker and weaker.
The burning sensation in your ass becomes even hotter as the angle of his hips changes, the speed of his thrusts making it hard for you to process every sensation that was going inside of your body.
Veritas' cock starts pulsating inside of you and your pussy clenches around him in response, earning a few soft twitches of his. He throws his head back, guttural and deep moans shamelessly slipping past his lips as he keeps you in place, the pace of his hips vigorous and precise.
An intense heat spreads beneath your skin as your thighs become shaky and weak from all the sensations. A string of saliva slips down your bottom lip, but Veritas quickly moves his hand to clean it up, his thumb brushing over the wet spot of your lip.
"How pathetic and unpresentable. Drooling like a dog." his words come out harsh, but the way his cock twitches inside of you just reveals his actual feelings about it...as always.
You roll your eyes slightly, trying to lift your hips to feel more of him if even possible, but the harsh thrusts of his own hips make it impossible for you to move. His balls slap your clit with each thrust, deepening the pleasure, but not staying long enough for you to reach your release. It makes you slightly annoyed, but the way his cock slides in and out of you in such a perfect way, reaching all of your sweet spots makes it easier not to think about it. He lets out a chain of heavy moans and gasps as your pussy tightens and relaxes around him, your eyes revealing a soft plea for him to play with your clit.
"You think you deserve it?" he asks as he leans closer to you, his chest pressing into your back, his thrusts becoming a bit shallow in the process. You nod as the knot inside of your lower tummy becomes unbearable and overwhelming, making it hard to speak or think. All you can do is tremble beneath him as your body becomes more limp with each passing second.
"I don't think you do." he whispers into your ear, a soft moan following as your cunt clenches around him, almost panicky.
A chain of weak and broken pleads slip past your lips, voice desperate and needy. He slows down his thrusts, sloppily grinding into you and slightly giving your intense build up a relief. You grind back into him, his thick cock filling you up perfectly, soft pressure and warmth building up in your cheeks from excitement and arousal.
"Please, Veritas." your tone is desperate and whiny, slightly broken as well. 
He can't help but chuckle at a pathetic, yet quite exciting sight in front of him. The sight of you like this makes his cock leak a string of precum inside of your sensitive cunt, sending tingles through your back. It also makes Veritas break easily, giving into your desire as his own release builds up more and more with every mutual grind of hips.
He slides his hand between your lower tummy and the table, the two of his fingers begin to draw small circles on your clit. You let out a gasp of relief as Veritas slightly straightens himself, chest no longer pressing into you as he quickly picks up the relentless pace from before. 
The room fills up with a mixture of both of your moans and whimpers as he keeps pounding into you without a break while his fingers move in a slower manner, creating a perfect balance. Your legs become unsteady and shaky as the knot inside your lower tummy becomes heavier and heavier, the first waves of your orgasm washing over you in short and quick spams.
His cock twitches more, applying more pressure to your g-spot as he slides his cock in and out of you, making your pleasure overwhelming. You let out dry moans as his fingers keep up the slow pace opposed to his cock, making your pussy leak more around him. He lets out breathy moans and whimpers, cock pulsating as he edges closer to his own release.
Your hand shakily grabs the edge of the table as Veritas keeps up his pace, narrowing his hips just a bit more to send you over the edge. You feel intense warmth spread beneath your skin as you become lightheaded, loud gasps and moans escaping your lungs as the knot inside your tummy finally unravels. Veritas mutters a few curse words as your cunt pulsates and twitches around him, his fingers becoming shaky on your clit as your orgasm reaches its peak.
He lets out a sharp groan, gasping quickly afterwards as he reaches his own release, a thick whip of cum spreading inside of you. Your eyes roll back as your eyebrows furrow in unbearable pleasure, legs barely keeping you up as your orgasm slowly melts away. Veritas moves his fingers away from your clit, hand quickly pressing your lower back into the table as he rides out his own orgasm, thrusts messy yet quick.
A few moments pass and he finally slows down completely, remaining still inside of you as his breathing remains erratic and heavy. You take a deep breath, trying to calm your body from the intensity, gradually becoming a bit sleepy from everything.
Veritas, however, has a different idea as he pulls you by your hips, cock softening inside of you as he sits back on the chair and placing you on his lap...just like that. You squirm a bit as his cum slowly slides down your sensitive cunt, mind hazy and ready for a good nap. However...
"Now, the second part of the problem." he breathes heavily, yet there is a seriousness in his tone.
"Are you kidding me?!"
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q1ngqve · 2 months
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plspls do smut fic with dr ratio x reader
yk the one that you reblogged, the one with the “fuckfuck” sub x “watch your language “ dom? DO SMUT OF IT PLSPLS
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your chest rise and falls as you try to catch your breath, and the position you’re in is not helping at all. your mouth falls agape slightly as dr ratio angles himself into you, the tip of his cock rubbing deliciously against your g-spot.
your legs shake on his shoulders, and you shy away from his intense gaze. he has you in a mating press, your legs close to your head, dangling on his broad shoulders as he leans down to give you a kiss. embarrassing noises leave you as his hands grip at your ankles, forcing himself further into you.
“fuck fuck fuck—”
strings of curses fly put uncontrollably from how good he feels stretching you out in his position.
“careful, now. use such words again, and see if you get to cum tonight.” his brows furrow down at you, clearly displeased at the use of such foul language.
another cry escapes you as he plunges harder into you, and more uncivilized words roll of your tongue.
“what’d I say?”
but these warnings only spur you on.
he groans when you clench around him, tight enough for him to know that it was intentional. “or what? you’ll fucking—” your words cut off as he kisses you again, roughly this time, sticking his tongue into your mouth, shutting you up.
“then I’ll show you what it means to fuck.”
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the-writer-arrived · 3 months
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Disciplinary Method
Synopsis: you cannot stand veritas ratio, just the sight of him (or his stupid statues) makes your blood boil and causes you to argue with him everytime. sick of your attitude towards him, dr ratio believes you deserve to be taught some discipline.
Character: dr ratio.
Warnings: afab!gn!reader; explicit smut; reader is a member of the intelligentsia guild; kind of brat taming; semi-public sex (you two fuck in an empty classroom); fingering; use of a bullet vibrator; rivals to lovers but not really?? more like fuck buddies? rivals that fuck each other?
A/N: don't look at me, i lost the battle against my demons and was forced to write this!!!
<<This work has sexual themes and is not suitable for minors. If you click on read more, I am not responsable for any discomfort you may feel reading this. You have been warned.>>
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The Intelligentsia Guild is a place that welcomes people from all walks of life that have the desire to learn. You are fortunate enough to be one of their scholars and you love teaching, love seeing the spark of passion for knowledge in your students' eyes.
But it seems like not everyone in the Guild thinks the same as you.
"Fail. Get out of my sight!"
Those words are frequently said by Veritas Ratio, or Dr Ratio, your insufferable colleague.
The first time you met, he barely spared a glance at your direction and complained about the arrival of another 'simpleton'. Suffice to say that that was a declaration of war.
From that day onwards, whenever you two would cross paths in the hallways, one would throw a snarky comment which would prompt a jab from the other until it becomes a full out argument (you'd call it 'academic debate' but whatever).
What other people don't know is that most of those arguments between you two end up in a way that was quite unprofessional...
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"I can barely hear you. 0 points."
"Stop grading me, I'm not one of your stude- fuck!"
The harsh pull of your poor nipple interrupts your complaint.
You don't know how long you've been in this empty classroom, your pants and underwear hanging on your ankle while Veritas keeps you on his lap, your legs spread open as he tortures your chest from under your shirt with one hand and keeps teasing your folds with the other.
"You kept running that annoying mouth of yours the whole day to get on my nerves, but now you want to keep quiet?"
He makes another attempt to make you moan louder, this time pinching your sensitive clit, and he would have succeeded, if you hadn't bitten down your lip to stop the sound from escaping. The scholar clicks his tongue in annoyance at your stubborness.
"If that's how you want to play, be my guest. Let's see how far you can hold on with this."
Veritas' hand leaves your chest to grab something that makes your eyes go wide: a small, silver bullet vibrator.
"W-When did you get that? And why do you have it with you?!"
"Recently. I thought it would be a useful tool to teach a certain brat a lesson, but who knew the opportunity would present itself so soon." He presses down the button and the bullet starts to vibrate with a low hum.
He starts dragging it from your neck, the cool object feeling nice on your heated skin. Then, he goes to your inner thighs, tracing it ever so close to your needy pussy, but never touching it like you wanted.
"Will you stop playing around alre--Ah!"
Your words are once again interrupted, this time by your own gasp of surprise and the way your whole body shivered when the vibrator is suddenly on your clit. However, as quickly as it came, the stimulation is taken away a second later.
The anticipation and the desire to be touched properly are getting on your nerves, so you grab the hand holding the wretched toy to push it to where it should be, but the man simply turns it off.
"You're not getting what you want so easily. You either do as I say and be as loud as I want or you go back to teaching your next class unsatisfied. Surely even an idiot like you know what choice to make here?"
The look on his eyes tells you he's not bluffing. You've been a fool to doubt him once before and paid the price. Between letting the quality of your teaching drop because of sexual frustration and having your pride get hurt by obeying Veritas' words like some obedient dog, of course you'll choose the latter.
"...Fine."
"Good, it seems like you do have a working brain after all."
The insufferable man smirks, satisfied with your decision. He turns the toy back on and rubs languid circles around your clit, your essence helping the movements feel smoother. You grasp onto your shirt and his arm, doing your best to not muffle your shy sounds and lose this feeling.
"Better, but still not good enough."
"Ngh just... Just shut up, ah..."
Since you've been edged and teased for so long, it doesn't take long for your gasps and whines to become louder. You get closer to the edge, but there's still something missing.
"M-More... Need more..."
Dr Ratio doesn't miss your hole clenching pathetically over the tip of his fingers, your body showing what you truly desire. The asshole chuckles, reveling in the sight of you so pliable and obedient in his arms like that. If you didn't constantly get on his nerves, he'd consider you almost cute.
It's almost embarrassing how your cunt basically engulfs his two fingers with ease, your head thrown back to rest on his shoulder as you moan with abandon. You don't even care about your surroundings anymore, the intoxicating sensation of his long fingers pumping in and out of your drooling hole paired with the small vibrator rubbing on your clit making your brain melt.
You singing so beautifully right into Veritas' ear and the hypnotizing sight of your pussy leaking on his knuckles are both things he wants to engrave in his memories, to be able to recall them time and time again until the next time he has to discipline you.
"Please, please I want cum, please let me cum!"
Your sweet pleas go straight to his twitching dick and he hides his blushing cheeks on the crook of your neck, his voice coming out as a groan.
"Very well, you earned it. Come for me now."
Like an automatic response to his permission, your body convulses in his hold, tears running down the sides of your face and mouth hanged open with a hoarse chant of his name.
Veritas turns off the toy and slowly retreats his fingers, your legs still shaking a bit.
"See? That wasn't very hard, was it? If you had behaved yourself from the start, you would have had this much earlier."
"Oh fuck off... You made me cum using a vibrator, that's nothing to be cocky of. I do that all the time."
"And you call my name as well when you're alone?"
You blame your lack of a comeback at your foggy brain, choosing to whack his stupid face with the back of your hand.
Suddenly, you both hear a melody coming from below you. It's your phone, which had fallen out of your pants' pocket, the screen showing the alarm you set up: 10 minutes until your next class, which is on the opposite side of where you are.
"Oh shit, I'm going to be late- woah!"
If it weren't for Veritas holding you by the waist, you'd surely fall down, betrayed by your own weak legs. You've never climaxed so hard like you just did, but you'll never admit that to him, his ego is already too big without that knowledge.
After making sure you're stable enough to stand on your own, the scholar lets go of your waist and watches you quickly dress up and fix your appearance.
His eyes rest on your neck, wondering how would you react if he to left a mark there, in a place for everyone to see... But he knows he shouldn't indulge in such fantasies, that would cross the boundaries of your... dynamic and he'd hate to cause you this kind of distress.
Dr Ratio is brought back from his thoughts when you go to the door of the classroom and point an accusatory finger at him.
"This is the last time we're doing this, you hear me?!"
You leave before he could respond, but he just chuckles. You always say that after you two get frisky and it has never held any meaning, considering that it's never ended up being the last time for real. He secretly hopes it continues that way.
Now, he needs to deal with his own 'little' problem before he can leave and act as if nothing scandalous happened in this empty classroom...
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beepboopkek · 3 months
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— Practice makes perfect (F!Reader)
Including: Dr.Ratio x AFAB!Reader amab version has been posted! cw: !! NSFW !!, afab!reader, established relationship, pwp but barely, you call him veritas, cl1t slapp1ng, 0rga$m d3n1al, c0ckwarm1ng, dr is kinda mean, light degradation , kind of left at a cliffhanger?? idk, a little short, reader is doing math w/c: 1.2k a/n: HELLO IM BACK WITH ANOTHER DRABBLE first time writing for someone other than Jing Yuan so sorry if its not that good ue ue ue im still learning </3 anywyas i somehow got to a 100 followers which is both exciting and concerning but yeag hope u guys like this :3 &lt;3 NSFW BELOW THE CUT
“This simply won't do.”
Your boyfriend huffed in annoyance as your shaking hands continued to—(or well, at least tried to)— do the calculations for the question that shined brightly on the tablet resting on the table.
You couldn't decide whether to be mad at him or yourself for the predicament you were in currently.
— Sat prettily on his lap, your feet barely touching the ground and his cock snugly kept to the hilt within the confines of your pussy.
You exhaled shakily, your body shuddering as his fingers that were previously stimulating your clit were now simply resting atop it.
“Another mistake. How disappointing, I excused the last one but, you really are testing my limits now.”
His head was over your shoulder as he tutted and eyed the screen, watching every move you made and deducing what was correct and what was not.
“Maybe, if you'd let me focus I could—” 
– and suddenly, he raised his hand and landed a quick slap right on your clit.
Your body jerked in response as your words got cut off with a gasp.
The doctor's hand came back to rest on your clit, tapping it gently to soothe the pain from the slap. His other hand that was wrapped around your waist gripped you tightly as he leaned forward, pushing his cock at a deeper angle.
“If I hear another one of your remarks, things won't end well for you. Now, focus.”
You exhaled loudly in frustration as you forced your attention back onto the question, lifting the pen and continuing your calculations.
The both of you had been together for several years now, graduating from The University of Veritas Prime together— Your intellect was almost on par with his.
However, what you were doing now, though, was quite… questionable.
See, unlike him, you preferred the simpler life of teaching at a university. Getting into a guild or something of that sort had never really interested you. But, your boyfriend being… Well, The Veritas Ratio— he had his ways of convincing you to at least work on your mathematical skills to improve further the chances of you getting invited to the Intelligentsia Guild from the IPC.
So, he offered a simple solution.
Tutoring. One-on-one, of course.
… Which snapped you back to the current situation- you were dripping onto the chair on which the two of you were seated. The hard planes of his torso snug against your back.
“Another mistake.” His voice was low in your ear and you could almost feel the annoyance dripping from those words alone.
Fuck. You hadn't even registered what you were writing, your brain growing increasingly fuzzy with the way his cock pressed into all your sensitive spots.
He placed another slap on your clit, your body jerking in response as your pussy clenched around his cock.
“Start counting, Let's see how long you can keep up, hm?” 
“V—Veritas, do I really have to do t—”
Your body jerked as he landed another slap to your already tender clit.
“Address me properly.”
“Fuck— I'm sorry–”
You swallowed down your complaints, knowing it would result in only more punishment if you continued.
“That— that was three.”
Veritas smiled against your shoulder before pressing your hips into his and moving you just a little bit… but nowhere near enough. He kissed the shell of your heated ear,
“That's my girl, I knew you could do it.”
You moaned lightly as he drew circles on your frayed clit before giving it a gentle pinch and then taking away the stimulation altogether— Your heated body simmering down into a somewhat uncomfortable yet pleasurable state.
“Come on now, let's continue. You still have the whole test left.” 
You nodded shakily as you lifted the long-forgotten pen and started writing on the tablet.
This was the fourteenth question, sixteen more to go.
You managed to distract yourself enough to finish the question, The only sounds in the room were the quick taps from your pen and the occasional embarrassingly loud squelching noise from you that came as a result of Veritas moving to get more comfortable. As you finished, you waited with bated breath in hopes that he would say something.
“Is it—is it correct?”
Your boyfriend smiled before uttering a yes and leaning his head forward to kiss your cheek gently.
“Not bad… five points. So, you can be good for me, hm?”
Before you could respond, he spoke up again, “Complete the fifteenth question correctly and I'll consider letting you have an orgasm. How does that sound?”
“Please—”
A small pinch to your clit.
“It was a rhetorical question. Continue.”
You nodded numbly as you willed every fiber in your brain to focus on the question. 
Just as you were about to finish the last bit of the question you felt your boyfriend slowly beginning to massage your clit again, his lips attaching to your shoulder and neck— biting, kissing and licking as he pleased.
“Veritas— Aeons– Let me finish this, please.”
You realised your mistake a second too late, though.
Another slap, accompanied by a loud gasp escaped your mouth as you dropped the pen onto the table, your feet flexing as you processed the sudden mix of sensations that went through you.
“Count.”
Yep, you've just about crossed his limit.
“Four.” 
You steadied your breathing again.
A few beats of silence pass by and you finally finish the fifteenth question. Your breathing picked up again as you awaited Veritas’ next move.
“Half an hour. That's how long you took to finish fifteen simple arithmetic questions.”
He did not sound happy.
Before you could defend yourself, He grabbed you by the waist and stood up, setting your upper body on the table as the digital tablet dissipated.
Your feet were off the ground at this angle, meaning that his strength was the only thing keeping you steady on the table.
Veritas pushed himself deeper inside you as you arched your back, draping his larger frame over yours as he leaned down to talk right next to your ear.
“What would people think, hm? An esteemed professor with seven doctoral degrees reduced to a slobbering mess because of me?”
You only whined in response, your brain had long turned into mush— unable to comprehend anything but him. 
Neither you nor Veritas knew how you held on that long.
“Please— Sir– I did what you asked me to do.”
“I asked you to do 30 questions within half an hour. You managed only half of that.”
His voice was neither stern nor soft— just somewhere in between that you could only describe as– Veritas.
“I suppose, though, I did promise you that I'd consider granting you relief.”
Your face lit up at the thought of finally, finally getting your orgasm— The one that you had been denied for the past thirty minutes.
“Oh, such an adorable expression,”
He gathered both your hands and pinned them on your lower back, gripping them with one of his own. Veritas drew his hips back and thrust back in, moving you and the table ahead.
You moaned at the burst of pleasure, finally— “Tell me the answer to number sixteen.” Shallow thrusts that were just shy of where you were most sensitive. Asshole.You took deep breaths. “I don’t— fuck- know the question—” The digital tablet reappeared in front of you, the question glaring back at you as you whined pathetically. You felt the hand on your hip moving down to squeeze the swell of your ass. It was a warning.
Veritas planted his free hand into your hair and tugs, pulling your head back in a firm grip. “Answer me.”… Maybe accepting his offer wasn’t a good idea.
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7ken3 · 2 months
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tw. MINORS DNI, suggestive, leaving u to interpret what ur relationship with his is ;)), NOT PROOFREAD
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"Morning," you blink your eyes open, only to squint at not only the glaring ray of sunlight falling upon your face, but also the sight of the purple haired man beside you, an elbow supporting his head.
"Morning... what time is it-"
"9. Later than usual."
Duh. Later than usual, why wouldn't you wake up later than usual when you've been up until the ungodly hours. In disbelief, you stare at him, perhaps too deeply that it leaves him in disbelief either.
He furrows his eyebrows at you. "Didn't anyone teach you not to stare at people?"
There's a familiar flicker in his eyes, leaving you wondering how stressed could this man get? Not that you mind though, since that stern tone somehow manages to leave somewhere in you to pulse. With a scoff, you pulled up a leg, gliding up over his own and resting just on the side of his hips, fully aware of how daring of a move you've pulled at your 'friend'. "I don't think words need to explain for what I am doing right now."
"I thought last night was too much for you." With a swift move, he's now got you laid on your back, body stuck under his hovering body.
"What says you if we continue where we-" he slides his legs out further, his free hand dancing along your bare torso, "-had left off last night?" forcing you to spread more open for whatever he's planned to do. Heat pools up in the pit of your stomach, the urge to squeeze your legs shut to feel something now impossible, as your failed attempt had left Ratio chuckling in response.
Silence fills the air but it doesn't stop the tension from building, it doesn't stop the atmosphere from getting thicker... from getting even... warmer.
"I'd say..." you trailed off, hands both now sliding up past his abs to his chest, then finally resting on both his shoulders, "we get back to where we've stopped."
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angelltheninth · 17 days
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the way i was shocked when u see all types and sizes of condoms made me think about myb hsr man (Jing Yuan, Dr ratio and Gepard if i had to choose lol) would prefer in their sexy time, like normal od do they experiment with “em- i want to hear your thoughts!
Oh yeah, there are lots of types of condoms, it's mindboggling.
Pairing: Gepard, Jing Yuan, Veritas Ratio
Tags: nsfw, smut, condom use, flavored condoms, playful sex, blowjobs, marathon sex
A/N: Funny what we humans will invent for sex.
Gepard gets shy when you show him all the different types of condoms you wanna try. He had no idea there are so many kinds but his curiosity is piqued. He's eyeing the flavored ones in particular, there are some flavors he himself likes but as always you get to go first. And maybe this will help him hold it in better, you can go through multiple ones until he finishes, you'll be at it for a while.
Jing Yuan already has many condoms to choose from, he usually buys them himself because he knows what size he needs. You can choose any one of them to start. Plans to go through multiple ones anyway, maybe not in one night but he does want to try them all. Eventually you settle on a few favorites, for both of you. Buys mostly those ones but if any new ones arrive he'll buy those too.
Veritas Ratio is someone who will always want to try out new things, never thought it would be these things. Experiments are fun on his own but for this one he does need a partner, no one better then his lovely girlfriend. Asks you what you enjoyed most about each type of condom but always has to make you finish. Which gets to be a lot after a while because he insists on trying one from each box.
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memzyyy · 3 months
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i’m literally doing everything else but focusing on ONE TJING I NEED TO DO OMFJFJ
I CANT STOP SNEEZINF OH MY GOD
i enrage myself ❤️
NSFW DOWN BELOW
bouncing on his cock as one of his hands grips your waist as the other fondles your tits, using his hand guiding your hips he slams you down forcing you to take half of his thick cock before you moan about how you can’t take it, how you feel like he’s tearing your cunt apart ‼️🤭
“you’re doing so well, princess. God you sound so pretty.. c’mon i know your pretty pussy can take more of my cock…Take it all, let yourself feel good..”
he helped you lower yourself fully on his cock, making a tummy bulge appear💋
“fuck, look at how good your taking me..” feeling his dick twitch inside of you as your cunt flutters, “Good. Fucking. Girl” while he’s roughly pounding into you 🤭🤭
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atsuwumus · 4 months
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑.
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๋࣭⭑ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : who sees the human face correctly — the photographer, the mirror or the painter? dr ratio had always had an obsession with pretty things. so when you seek his guidance for one of your artistic pieces you find yourself in for more than you bargained for.
๋࣭⭑ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : mature content, minors dni 18+ only. dom! dr ratio x fem! reader, teasing, fingering, objectification if u really squint hard enough. p-paint play??? I wrote this with my coochie okay ʕ•͡-•ʔ
๋࣭⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : nobody perceive me after writing this (๑﹏๑//) rlly messy one but wanted to get something out tonight on the new bloggie :3
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"𝐌𝐘, 𝐌𝐘, 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 aren't you a pretty sight."
His voice is low and as smooth as velvet, vibrating off the walls of the empty display room and shaking you right to your core. His voice shouldn't have such an affect on you, but it creeps into your veins like a slow acting poison, tainting your thoughts from the inside out.
For weeks now you've tried to get his attention, ready to beg on hands and knees for just a slither of recognition. You see, your artwork hasn't always made the biggest impact. Many found it rather mundane and boring.
One failed exhibition after the next had led you to seek out the only person you knew would have the answers you so desperately sought, the only person who would either see your vision through strokes of paint and blurred lines — or who would be able to tell you to give it all up for good.
A shaky breath leaves your chest when the door clicks closed behind him.
Another leaves your lips when the slow and purposeful stride of his feet draw closer.
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Rows upon rows of paintings of the finest details line the walls on either side of him but all he seems to be focused on is you.
Delicate strokes of paint stain your skin, spanning from one naked hip to the next. Swirls of green and blue meet in an intricate dance across your nipples and span to intertwine around your neck, a true display of intricacies and colors. You're bare to him, attesting to the advice he had given you with a shrug of his shoulder weeks ago.
"And what is this supposed to be?" he drawls, his voice coming from behind you. It takes every last ounce of your strength to scrape together enough willpower to remain still where you are, plastered on the small pedestal for him to see.
You inhale, exhale. Count to three and back again before you speak.
"You said I needed to be braver with my art," you say yet your voice still shakes. "That I needed to start taking more risks. This is me taking that risk."
An understanding hum vibrates low in his chest, a pleasant sound that eases some of the tension in your shoulders. But the closer he gets, the more he inspects, the hungrier his gaze gets. A calloused fingertip runs from the blade of your shoulder down to your hip. He taps his chin, feigning to be deep in thought.
"Risqué," he murmurs. "But not quite complete. Not to my liking."
Curiosity burns in your gaze as your eyes follow each shift and shrink of his body, watching avidly as he picks up a tube of paint, squeezing some red ink onto his fingertips. There's a half smile tugging at the corner of his lips — one that you aren't sure is entirely there — before he lets his fingers dip against your skin.
You gasp.
The paint is chillier than you expected against your heated skin as he draws long, precise lines along and around your breasts. He takes his time, idly moving his digits back and forth, keeping his gaze trained on the way the red brings your skin to life. A low chuckle follows when he runs his inked fingertips across your pert nipples, ensuring to outline them properly with thick layers of paint. Once satisfied does he pick up a deep mauve, smearing it across your abdomen, sinking lower and lower until you finally let out a whimper.
It's only when he sets the tube of paint down that he says, "Do not for a second think that I don't see you rubbing those thighs of yours together. Did no one ever tell you to not disturb the artwork?"
It should be embarrassing for you — how debauched you look right now, on the brink of being ruined, letting him paint, prod and process whoever he pleased, without any objection. You bite down on your bottom lip, pursing them together when you catch a flicker of his gaze — warm and wanting, like a predator ready to sink its teeth into his prey.
It's a weak protest but you let out a small, "Dr. —"
"Be quiet."
You swallow your words with a thick throat, chest heaving as he steps closer to you, right between your thighs, ever so slowly tilting his chin up to meet your gaze as he cleans his fingers off with a damp cloth.
"I believe I told you to bare a side of yours to me that I haven't seen before in your art," he drags out, letting his fingers smooth over your hips and thighs, admiring his work like a proud master. "But I never expected this from you. Tell me, have you put on a show like this for anyone else before?"
"N-No." You shudder with a shake of your head.
His lips curl into what you could only presume to be a satisfied smirk. "Good. It would be such a shame if I had to share something from my private gallery from the rest of the world."
His hands are definitive in the way he touches you, without hesitation or uncertainty, but with the elegance of a painter, parting your thighs with ease and running two fingers between your puffy lips, smirking when he realizes how wet you truly are.
"This is almost pathetic," he muses, continue to collect your wetness in between his fingers and using it to circle your clit a few times, always coming close enough to give you a taste of what you craved, but never indulging you. "How desperate you are for some attention. I almost pity you."
He gives your clit a smack with the palm of his hand, a deep chuckle bubbling in his throat when you yelp.
"Almost."
"P-Please." You almost don't recognize your own voice, how each syllable is painted with desperation. How your thighs shake with anticipation and you continuously clench around nothing each time he circles your entrance.
"Shhh," he chides, his voice sweet like honey but his eyes told you a different story. "I'm determined to enjoy the entire gallery. And I don't like being disturbed or disrupted. It takes away my focus."
He tilts his head up to look at you. "Do you understand?"
Your bottom lip wobbles a little when he slides two slender digits between your folds, curling them with ease and stroking along your soft walls until he heard you whine. "I do, I do!" you nod along feverishly, ready to beg and plead at this point — anything just for him to give you what you want.
"Good... Something tells me I'm going to be enjoying this spectacle tonight."
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heavenlyraindrops · 7 days
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𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 | 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭
Fandom: Honkai Star Rail Dr. Ratio x Reader Warnings: Profanity, Smut (sexual content), oral (f recieving), fingering . Word Count: 1k
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It wasn’t a secret in your class that you were struggling with the course, some people even wondering how you had managed to be admitted to the Intelligentsia’s university in the first place. It was also no secret that you were acquainted with the great Dr. Ratio himself, which, again, made people wonder what sort of good deeds you could have committed in your past life to be struck with so much fortune in this one.
It was your friend Aventurine who had introduced you two in the first place- You had met Aventurine in a casino, and after a few months of friendship and upon hearing you attended one of the Intelligentsia Guild’s schools, he had decided to introduce you to Dr. Ratio.
The truth was the two of you weren’t particularly close- there was always some weird tension between the two of you that you couldn’t put your finger on. The stares that lasted too long, the way your skin prickled whenever he looked at you. You’d met his hand with yours once, and the sensation of his skin on yours had burned trails of fire on your palm- you had always been conflicted whether he made you uncomfortable or whether you simply wanted to see him
So when you had met him again and accidentally blurted out your academic shortcomings- watching him fall silent, eyes languidly sweeping across your face- his next words shocked you.
“Meet me in my office, and I’ll help you with whatever you’re struggling with.”
“I- what? Are you su-“
He waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t think I’m doing this out of the goodness of my heart. You know I can’t stand to be in the company of someone ignorant.”
Ignorant might have been pushing it, but you clamped your lips shut and took the offer. You needed to catch up anyways, and he was the best tutor you could have gotten.
So here you were now, hovering nervously around his office’s door, wondering if you should knock or if he was even inside.
It swung open without warning. “Ah. [name].” His eyes flicked up and down your figure, and you almost shrank back, before forcing yourself to stand straight. “Come inside.”
You did.
It had barely been half an hour before you could sense his growing frustration with you. No matter what you did, you couldn’t focus- the thread on your clothes would distract you, or maybe the ticking of the clock. Or perhaps his handsome face- You flinched at the sound of a book slamming closed, glancing up quickly to meet Dr. Ratio’s hard eyes. You licked your lips nervously, and his eyes immediately flew to the action, making your face heat up.
“[name],” he said slowly. “If you think you’re going to magically learn by simply staring at my face and zoning out, you’re delusional.”
You flinched, licking your lips again, and the crease between his brows deepened. “Sorry.”
He tapped his fingers against the desk, a sign of his growing impatience.“Sorry? Is that it?”
You fidgeted with your fingers, chuckling nervously. “I-I’ll focus this time- promise.”
He stood up abruptly, his chair screeching against the floor, the sound making you flinch as he advanced towards you. He leaned down to whisper, so that you could hear him.
“Oh, I know you will.”
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The pages of your book slipped through your trembling fingers, every muscle in your body tensed. You tried to focus on the words on the paper which were almost swimming across the page, you being unable to focus on anything except Veritas’s head in between your legs.
“Why did you stop reading?” He murmured, and you could feel his hot breath skim across your skin. You bit your lip as he forced your legs open wider, licking one long strip across your entrance, making you flinch and squirm. “Do you want me to stop?”
“N-no,” you choked out, hands fumbling with the book. You felt his shoulders move against you, in a silent, amused chuckle.
“Start reading again.”
You swallowed. “The first principle of the- ngh!” You pulled your hand away from the leather to bury in his hair as he pressed a kiss to your clit, before swirling his tongue around the sensitive area. His teeth grazed it, dangerously, like a warning.
“Read.” And this time the vibrations from his voice trembled through your body. Your eyes fluttered a shut for a moment from the white-hot pleasure before snapping open again as you felt his nails dig into your thigh.
“The first-“ you cut off sharply again as he thrust his tongue in between your wet folds, sending another electric jolt through your body. “I can’t,” you cried out, voice bordering on sobs, “it’s too much-“
“Shh,” he whispered, pushing himself up towards you in seconds to press his finger to your lips. Even through your lidded eyes you could make out the smirk he was wearing. “Did I invite you here to mess around?” His breath was hot on your ear. “Or to work?”
His voice was firm and even, betraying no arousal, but you could still tell by the shaky way his chest rose up on down, by his boner pressed up against your leg. You whimpered again as his hand slipped in between your thighs.
“Read,” he breathed, voice so low only you could have heard it. A finger curled inside you, and you buried your face in his neck, mumbling a muffled ‘I can’t’ into his shoulder. You rolled your hips against his crotch in one subtle movement to rile him up, and felt him tense immediately.
He exhaled slowly- you could feel his chest deflate, his breath skim against your hair before pulling away from you. You sniffled, looking up, barely registering what had happened before he pulled you up sharply, pushing you onto the couch before climbing over you. You bit your lip to suppress a smile. His eyes narrowed.
“Do I really still need to teach you a lesson?” He hissed, voice strained. His hands dug into your hip. You cocked your head to the side, eyes glittering.
“Maybe.”
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A/N: idk why i suffered writing this but enjoy. Also my ask is open if you want to request a specific oneshot :) BYEE
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vixensp1ce · 2 months
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thinking of veritas ratio being the meanest, most emotionally unavailable one night stand you've ever had.
he calls you "bitch" and "slut", spanking you hard when you try and act up, but he doesn't even bat an eye when you tear up or claw at his back.
his expression is absolutely unchanging, he's so not vocal that you don't even know if he's enjoying himself. but he is. because veritas takes you for round, after round, after round.
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fireflysymphony · 3 months
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Kinks I think Veritas Ratio would have
MDNI 18+ content ahead
A/N: I’m new to honkai and only started playing because of Aventurine, but I fell in love with this asshole along the way.
Word count: 1.9k
TW: GN! Reader (descriptions of female anatomy), bathtub sex, degradation, humiliation, hitting, spanking, spitting, non consensual explicit photo and video taking, pet / puppy play, caning, collars, Veritas being an insensitive asshole, not proofread, let me know if I need to add anything else <3
Bathtub Sex
I think this one is the most obvious, which is why it is first. If books and bathtubs are already his favorite things, why not add his least favorite to the mix too? His idiot partner! So he grabs his favorite idiot and drags them into the room with him. Making them watch as he disrobes and gets in the tub, the ghost of a satisfied smirk on his face as he gestures to them to come close. He knows what he’s doing and regrets it being a simple and mediocre way of getting what he wants, but you’re an idiot like everyone else. His expectations for you are even lower than most of the mediocre imbeciles he sees on a daily basis, so he doubts you’ll catch on as to the real reason he wants you to join him. You might think he just wants to spend time with you, but since when did the great Veritas Ratio willingly associate with idiots without something to gain? He wanted your body, but he’d make it look like you were the one who was horny all along.
The water was warm, almost steaming, and you wondered why Veritas wasn’t as flushed as you. He looked as perfect as ever, and despite what he thought, those Greek-like statues he crafted of himself would never capture the true essence of his beauty. Your innocent thoughts of his calculating amber eyes and the delicateness of his fingers as he flipped to the next page of his book soon turned vulgar. You wanted those eyes to only be focused on you, and those fingers to reach the deepest places inside of you. Those thoughts only worsened as your eyes fell past his waistline and past his hips.
“Veritas.” Your body squirmed, the warmth of your core growing as his eyes found your face. Only for a split second were they like the content and focused gaze he wore moments earlier while reading before they turned much harsher and stern, much like how he normally regarded you, but unlike normally, he managed to stare at you longer than a few seconds.
“Are you going to finish your thought? You’re lucky I’m giving you the opportunity to share your idiotic thoughts.” He demanded, his eyes retreating to the pages of his tome again. “Silence yourself. I don’t have time for the musings of someone like you.”
“But…I just…” you didn’t know if Veritas even saw you as a partner because you certainly weren’t an equal in his eyes. The way he conducted himself around you told you were like everyone else to him, but then he went and did random romantic things like sharing a bath with you or letting you sit on his lap while he tried to read. And admittedly, the sex was good too.
“But what, spit it out. Your charades are pointless!” He slammed his book closed with one hand, the sound of it snapping shut adding to his annoyed tone. He let the book fall to the floor outside of the tub, his attention solely focused on you now. “Now, speak up!”
He snapped in your face, making you shrink deeper into the water until the water’s surface began to bubble. Veritas only stared, unimpressed by the display, so he grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked you closer to him. “If you won’t talk, I’ll put that mouth to better use by shoving your head underwater and giving you a better look of what’s down there. Don’t think I didn’t see how you were looking at me, I already knew what you wanted before you even did, but I won’t do it until you use your words.”
You glanced away from him, lamenting your stupidity. It was obvious he knew, even from your barely spoken words you were so obvious with your intent, your thoughts written all over your face. “Veritas, I want you to fuck me. Please.”
“Unoriginal. Can’t you be more creative with your begging?” He pulled you onto his lap with an unenthusiastic look on his face. He held your hips to steady you before slamming you down on his already hard cock. “Just know, you’ll be the one cleaning up the mess in here once we are through, even if you can’t walk and have to lick the floors clean.”
Humiliation
It’s obvious that Veritas gets off on degrading you, so I didn't feel like an entire section on that would count for much. Along the same lines as degradation though, Veritas is fully aware of his superiority to you in, well, everything, and he doesn’t want the fact that you’re his fucktoy to get to your head. You’re still a buffoon like the rest of them, just more useful than the others that plague the universe. When it comes to humiliation with Veritas, cameras and videos are always a must.
His glob of spit ran down your folds, his phone screen flashing as he got a picture. He hummed in satisfaction, his hands kneading at the flesh on your ass as he examined the photo. “Do you have to squirm so much? The picture is blurry now.” He clicked his tongue, smacking your ass out of annoyance, the red mark of his hand already appearing.
“No matter, I suppose, can’t expect much from you.” He grumbled, leaving you bent over his desk and appearing in front of you. From the moment you walked into his office, you wondered why he had a random stand in front of his desk. Your eyes widened with realization as Veritas messed with it, and he turned around just in time to see the situation dawn on you. “Surprised? You really are just another idiot.”
He tilted your head up with his finger, and if you moved your head to the side, you could easily make out the red circle signaling it was recording. He dropped your face, and you were quick to try to hide it from the camera. Once he was back to his original position behind you though, Veritas yanked on your hair and make you look straight into the camera.
“Perfect. Now the world knows the face of the whore who gets dicked down by the doctor every night. Would you care to introduce yourself?” Your eyes widen, wondering if this is being streamed somewhere or if it’s just for his pleasure that he’s doing this. You tried to lower your head and hide your shame, but Veritas again yanked your head back up, your scalp feeling as if it might get pulled off.
“No, no, I don’t! Veritas, stop it. No recording. Please please…” Your pleas fell on deaf ears as Veritas only leaned down, his breath kissing the shell of your ear. “I’m not a professor who gives second chances, but for you, I’ll make an exception, try again.”
His hand descended on you again, this time hard enough to elicit a yelp from you, but you kept your hands on the front of the desk, curling your nails to dig into the wood. You knew you’d be in more trouble if you made a move or if you refused to say the words he wanted you to.
“I’m… I’m your idiot whore who you take pity on each night because I can’t get enough of your cock.” You managed to choke out to your face in the camera, the last sight you wanted to see at that moment. “I’m just a whore for you who wants so desperately to be fucked by you! So please…”
“Not the most eloquently said but it will do.” Veritas hummed, grabbing your reddened bottom and aligning himself with you, his tip sliding up and down your folds before shoving himself all the way inside of you. “But that’s right. You are my whore, my lover whose only true purpose is to be my cockslave. Now everyone knows it, so make sure to perform well for the camera, darling.”
Pet play (and punishment)
Veritas, with you, is more indulgent with his subhuman views of the rest of humanity. Much like how he was in Herta’s Space Station, he’s constantly trying to lead the rest of humanity like a flock of sheep, and what’s a shepherd without his still stupid but slightly more tolerable dog at his heel? That’s right, and you should feel honored to be considered by Veritas as something greater than part of a mindless flock of sheep. It doesn’t mean you aren’t still stupid in his book. Oh no, he’s actually more harsh with you than anyone else. You can’t teach sheep, but dogs can always learn new tricks. As for how to punish a bad puppy, spanking or caning are his go to methods.
“Kneel.” He demanded, pointing at the hardwood floor under his feet with his cane. When you weren’t quick to follow his random command, he used that same cane to smack the backs of your knees and send you to the floor. In the midst of your complaints and cries, he only stared with that same calculating look. “You didn’t obey my command quickly enough, so you faced the consequences. Get over it.”
He moved to sit down, laying his cane on his lap. He watched you writhe and get teary eyed, and the sight filled him with more excitement. He’d always find the smallest reasons to punish you just for that look of pain and defeat that told him he was in control. “Come here. And crawl.”
This time you were quicker to obey which almost pleased him just as much as punishing you did. Seeing you crawl up to him on all fours made him feel like some type of deity. He set his elbow on his knee, tilting his head in the palm of his hand to look at you. “Cute.” It was probably the single nicest word he had said to you in a week, and it made your heart flutter to hear someone like him say it.
“How do you feel about bells?” He asked, picking up his cane and using it to tilt your head up. You flinched at first but calmed down when he didn’t smack you with it. “I’m adding one to your collar so that way you can’t try to ignore or hide it. I can’t trust your dull mind not to remember that it’s on. This will be an exercise of classical conditioning though I doubt you can even comprehend what that is.”
“No! I don’t want that.” You shook your head. He even made you wear this awful collar in public which was already a nightmare to hide, so the bell would just make it worse! As soon as you got the words out of your mouth though, Veritas smacked the cane against your cheek, luckily not hard enough to lodge a tooth out.
“There’s another lesson in classical conditioning, maybe if I put it in simpleton words you’ll understand.” He cupped your cheek, digging his nails into the already bruising red flesh. He spoke in the voice one would use with a toddler. “Being a bad pet breeds pain, and pain makes you unhappy. Being a good pet breeds pleasure, and you like feeling good, don’t you? I know which outcome you’d prefer:”
He pulled back, patting his lap before leaning back on the couch. “But it doesn’t matter what you want right now. I have to punish you either way, so bend over my knee, pet. I know you're stupid but try to keep count. If you mess up, I’ll start over.”
Hope you enjoyed it! This is the first smut piece I’ve ever written, and I hope to improve with time! I didn’t get much time to write today, and I have plenty of ideas for a part two which might be coming soon. In the meantime, requests are open!!
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