#yandere genshin smut

[flokali]

Hi i just went through your entire blog and now im having intense sagau zhongli brainrot hafjdjhdjexhsn imagine sagau zhongli worshiping fem readers chest for hours *dies*

(lying) I am so normal about boobs and Zhongli… but Anon I Am Thinking So Hard (TT) His hands are so big, his fingers are so long… with only one hand he’s able to cup your boobs (and if not then he does his best, just completely enthralled with the way some of your fat leaks from between his fingers and outside of the confines of his greedy hands) and just… squeezes while he uses his mouth on the other one, licking and kissing you until you’re sensitive from his textured (and forked) tongue… I am so okay and sane about this.

Pairing: Afab! Reader (heavily implied ; no mentions of anything other than boobs (size not specified)) x Zhongli!

Warning: Yandere, Sagau, God-like reader, cult-like behavior, obsessive and possessive thoughts, n//sft (not explicit), groping & kissing & sucking, chest/boob worship, reader is implied to be bedded by multiple characters, implied murderer (or willingness to commit), cocky Morax makes an appearance, forked tongue and cold blooded Zhongli nation rise; ask to tag!

Word Count: 2k

Zhongli’s hands are, unlike most people would be led to believe, slightly colder than the average being’s. Due to his connection to the Geo element and most natural stone’s cold temperatures, it isn’t surprising that beneath his gloves lay hands that felt smooth and chilly to the touch.

It was one of your initial observations when you first felt his un-gloved hand make contact with your own. It had taken a lot of sugary words of affirmation that he would not hurt nor taint you if he touched you with his bare hands, he’d convinced himself that you were as fragile as the carving made of crystals that’d he’d crafted, Zhongli had always feared that he may be still too much of a brute to handle you without breaking.

The feeling sent shivers up your spine, you wouldn’t quite know how to describe it, his touch was light as a feather but as imposing as the Archon’s presence, it was akin to the feeling of marble beneath bare feet, smooth and pleasant yet chilly.

His hands are also, much to no one’s surprise, slightly calloused, but not as much as you’d expect for a being once known as the God of War. The tip of his fingers were slightly thicker, as was the palm of his hand, probably from the way he gripped his weapon and the amount of times he found himself doing so. After millenia of wielding all manners of tools, it was impossible his hands didn’t tell the story as well.

Even so, his hands still managed to feel soft as they traveled across your skin. They glided across your body, up through your arms and across your collarbone; the ethereal touch leaves your skin tingling with desire and anticipation, eyes transfixed with the enchanting smile that graced Zhongli’s handsome features as he allowed his hands to wander across your bare skin, even though you were the one on the receiving end, it truly seemed as if Zhongli were the one enjoying it the most. His body relaxed, shoulders loosen, he looked at peace. His long hair let loose, his clothes replaced by silken robes that hung from his frame lazily, he was the picture of serenity and earthly bliss.

The first time you’d seen him he had been so terribly nervous, a sight completely unlike the one you’d come to know across your screen, his posture was stiff, his words felt rehearsed, and you were certain you heard a relieved sigh once he finished introducing himself; you’d later come to know it was due to a crumbling feeling of anxiety and fear of upsetting you. He may be one of the oldest of your acolytes but it was perhaps that very fact that weighed heavily on his shoulders, he had to be the best, the most knowledgeable, the most befitting servant of a deity such as yourself.

To be completely honest, had you not experienced the absolute madness that it was to be sent into a world you’d once thought fictitious and later been told you were a deity revered by the Gods of this world themselves, the mere thought of a man like Zhongli, a being who’d witnessed millenia pass him, who’d met Gods of times long since gone, nervously reciting a greeting in the mirror in preparation of meeting the likes of you would have been a comedy like no other.

However, many moon cycles had now passed and you’d learned that not only had you unknowingly become a God in a world you’d once played with but that Zhongli, the man in front of you right now, was perhaps one of your biggest devotees.

And prove his devotion he shall.

It’d become a ritual for certain acolytes, the ones of age and who bore a Vision, to engage in more physical forms of worship now that you resided with them in the same physical plane. Not all of them took part in the process, some believing it to be sacrilegious to even so much as think of you in such a lewd manner, but the ones who did fought tooth and nail to be allowed a fraction of your time and grace.

Tonight, as you lay in one of Liyue Harbor’s most exquisite hotels, it was Zhongli’s turn.

Every “worshiping session” he’d dedicate himself to a new part of your body and tonight’s focus was on your chest.

He’d been so careful in peeling off your garments, making sure not to be too rough – as in his excited state he’d sometimes miscalculate his own strength – or too hasty, wanting to savor the moment your breasts finally revealed themselves to his greedy eyes.

Once they finally are free, he lowers his hands to cup one in each, allowing himself to play with them, all while squeezing and pinching at the fat until the skin turns sensitive, he was never rough, never trying to hurt you, but he couldn’t help the thoughts of simply digging his nails a little deeper to leave a more lasting mark for the next “follower” of yours to find. However, the thought of your pained whines managed to reel him in, for now.

While he uses his hands to massage the general area, his thumbs come and lay above your nipples, making sure to circle the areola, allowing your breasts to process the touch and slowly harden your nipples without him touching them directly. He lets the tip of his fingers trace the spot, teasingly hovering them above your perked nipples before going back to knead your breasts.

You’re panting ever so slightly, the feeling of your breasts being used in such a way sends small waves of pleasure straight into your clit, it leaves you trying desperately to create some sort of friction between your legs. The man above you notices and chuckles, finally giving in to your soft movements of desperation and allowing himself to play with your nipples properly. He takes the hardening nub in between his thumb and index, slowly pinching and pulling at the skin, rubbing your other breasts as lewdly gropes the fat.

“Mhmm…” You whine, bucking your chest into his hands in an attempt to incite more. You bring your hands to meet his own and start instructing them into squeezing your chest tighter and faster, switching between tugging and pinching, kneading and softly-scratching.

“Mh’m, like that?” He chuckles, allowing himself to be guided, only applying pressure every once in a while, teasing your desperate behavior.

“Do more,” you mumble between soft pants, he’s teasing you - purposefully setting a slow pace that has you wanting more - so you decide that the only logical way to get him to stop is by teasing him back, in such a way that he has no choice but to give in and finally drop his frustrating game, “I know you’re better than this, Morax.”

“… Oh?” His expression turns into one of shock and later amusement, almost taken off guard at your words; but he knows His Idol, he knows how much you enjoy playing with him, riling him up until he loses his restraint and gives into his more primal desires.

His eyes darken, his eyelids fluttering and eyebrows turning in amusement, a grin – no, smirk – more akin to that of his younger self takes over, while his golden eyes seem to take an unnatural glow. He leans forward, fully engulfing your body with his own, until his head meets your breasts and you can feel his hot breath against your skin.

“I wouldn’t have thought your excellency to be so greedy,” he chuckles, the warmth he lets out makes you shiver, his hands trace the sides of your breasts while he begins to plant open kisses into your flesh, “mhm… ‘so needy, my love, have the others not been serving you as well as me?”

You groan as you feel him begin to suck at your tits, his tongue poking out and leaving glistening trails of his drool across your skin, it’s gentle, his forked-tongue barely touches your flesh but the ghost of its presence is enough to give you goosebumps.

Zhongli’s mouth occupied itself with your right breast as his hands worked on your left, while he playfully bit and kissed you he made sure to keep stimulating you as much as possible, his hands molded your skin, squeezing and caressing every bit of flesh his palm made contact with. His open-mouthed kisses slow down as he approaches your nipples, he takes his time - making sure to softly graze you with his sharp teeth, making sure to tease you as much as possible while never quite stopping.

Your eyes never once left his, it was overwhelming, as most things were with Zhongli, the pleasure paired with his intense gaze as he made sure to commit every expression of yours to memory would have made anybody flustered.

He laughs but it’s not mocking, his eyes glaze over while he makes a show of finally getting around to sucking on your perked up nipple, he stares at you - as if daring you to look away - while his lips finally latch onto that place you so desperately had wanted them, his cheeks are clearly flushed as he begins to flick at the nub with his tongue while sucking the spot.

Instinctively you arch your back but he quickly uses his own body to drag you down, he moves around a bit, as if trying to find the best position to latch onto you, desperately wanting to overtake your body and shield you from everything that wasn’t him.

His hand cups your breast even as he pulls away with a lewd “pop”, never letting your chest be without some form of stimulation, he licks at the areola, making sure to make a spectacle as his tongue travels across one breast to the other. He switches movement, kissing and sucking while still kneading and pulling. He’s never rough, never cruel in his touch, he’s always so delicate, making sure to treat you with the utmost care.

The feeling of his cool digits after having his warm breath on you is jarring but nevertheless pleasurable, you whine as your hands shoot up to cradle his hair, fingers finding their way onto his silky hair as you unconsciously pull him closer to your body.

He chokes on a moan, his eyes roll back slightly, if there was one thing Zhongli adored was the feeling of your hands pulling against his hair, it was one of those things he could never get enough of. The truth was that this session was fueled by his own selfish desires of being your most devoted lover, your only lover; if there was one thing in this universe he craved more than you was being the owner of the title of your beloved. He hoped that these special sessions between you two would prove that he truly was the only one worthy of such a title.

For who else could have you breaking so beautifully in their hands from pleasure alone? No one, he was the only being able to lure you into such earthly desires, he was sure of it.

His tongue on your nipple, playing with your beautiful body, his hands desperately gripping at your chest, all while he savored the proximity in which he was able to see you fall apart were blessing given to him and him alone, holy gifts from you to him, your ever so loyal servant, who dedicated his heart, soul, and body to you.

Even if you did not know how deeply the devotion he held for you went, you could tell from his aroused state, his never ending servitude, willing disposition, and obsession with pleasing you that you had, knowingly or not, enthralled a man who was now willing to do anything for you.

Just seeing you fall apart from him playing with your chest was enough to have him coming close to his peak, a ball of pleasure forming as he memorized the look of pleasure and bliss that took over your hazy features.

Your breathing is quick, your body feels hot and bothered, his touch is intoxicating, you want more of it and he wants more of you, you’re not able to even so much as forget who it is you’re with for everything he does is so clearly him; no one devoted themselves to you the same way Zhongli did and if there was such a person, he’d make sure to eliminate them before they became a problem.

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[yandere-3-sagau]

Debauched!Creator!Reader Brainrot

!!NSFW! MINORS DNI!!

warning(s): exhibitionism, kinky shit, genderfluid reader, dom!reader

Hates being creator and decides to do the most fucked up shit to see how far they can get away with.

Answer: anything and everything.

Decides to have weekly archon meetings. However, they decide to fuck an acolyte during the meeting (they excludes Nahida from these meetings).

The archons protest at first saying that no one but the archons should not hear such sensitive information.

Reader claims that they have no time to relieve themselves because of all the responsibilities. They can’t concentrate til all of their desires are sated and since they’re a god, their level of needs are different from the rest of teyvat.

Reader is genderfluid and can switch between dick and puss.

First meeting, they fuck xiao with their cock. They have him bent over the table while they talk about the current issues with the countries.

Xiao bites his arm to keep quiet but it’s hard for the acolytes to pay attention when they can hear the slap of their skin together.

All the archons are incredibly turned on but have no choice but to sit through it in jealousy.

Xiao’s drool tears and sweat are all over the table. Eventually, reader cums and Xiao thinks they’re done so he straightens himself only to get roughly slammed back down on the table and pounded into.

It startles the acolytes and they go quiet. Creator demands that they continue the meeting. However, Xiao is overstimulated and his voice gets louder, so reader shoves their fingers in his mouth to mute him. Their movements shake the table so hard, no one is able to write.

Reader tells them that it’s unbecoming to not look at the people you’re talking to. Reader makes them present reports and maintains eye contact with the archons while they’re fucking someone.

In the second meeting, reader is getting drilled by Childe while they sit on his lap. This time, Zhongli is the most affected. He is incredibly hard. He’s unusually quiet this meeting. He thinks he’s slick but the creator notices his hand reach down to his pants. He thinks reader doesn’t notice as his breathing gets heavier and sweat runs down his face. When the creator “accidentally” lets out a moan, Zhongli’s entire body shivers and he finishes in his pants.

Eventually the archons start offering themselves but reader always refuses them since they must pay attention to the meeting. They have no choice but to suffer in silence whenever reader does it.

Next reader brings in Neuvillette and Zhongli is immediately thrown off by the presence of another dragon.

Reader fucks neuvillette hard on the table and he struggles to hold back his moans. Just before he cums, he transforms into his hybrid dragon state, cum bursting from both of his cocks all over the table and floor. Neuvillette’s cum even reaches Zhongli’s paperwork he was meaning to show the creator since he was sitting closest to them.

Zhongli is super jealous and pissed off since dragons are territorial and he just witnessed another dragon getting everything he wanted and even more pissed off that the other dragon “marked” the papers he wanted to show reader. Zhongli slams his hand on the table and storms out. It’s the first time anyones seen him so mad.

Reader is happy though since this is what they wanted all along. Thinking he is angry at them, they can’t wait to see how Zhongli tries to kill them. They hopes he succeeds.

However, instead of Zhongli showing up to kill them, reader hears news of a duel between Neuvillette and Zhongli.

(should i make detailed versions of this???)

#yandere genshin #genshin impact #yandere sagau #yanderexreader #archons #yandere #creator #genshin cult au #zhongli #sagau #raiden #xiao #acolytes #yandere x reader #genshin smut #yandere genshin smut #dom!reader x sagau #sagau x dom!reader #sub Genshin characters #sub genshin #sub xiao #sub Neuvillette

[sumeruin]

♫♪: punishments!!

♫♪: pairing: dottore x bunny hybrid! reader

♫♪: warnings: written by a minor, slight yandere, aphrodisiac usage, dacryphilia, grinding, reader gets tied up, begging, mentions of being cut open (nothing really graphic though dw), if i missed anything let me know!!!

♫♪: a/n: happy easter!! :)

♫♪: minor writing smut, dni if uncomfortable!!!

“zandik? do you think we could go for a walk sometime? it’s been a while since we’ve been able to do anything together.” dottore’s head immediately snapped in you direction, his eyes narrowed and full of suspicion.

“where did you hear that name?” you shoot him an innocent smile. “what do you mean? that’s your name, isn’t it, zandik? i think it’s a lovely name if i’m being honest.”

he scoffs, slowly approaching you like how a predator would approach its cornered prey. you feel a pit of anxiety and fear gnawing at your gut when you see the pure, unadulterated rage in his eyes, starting to think that maybe you had finally taken it too far.

dottore grips your face tightly in his hand once he reaches you, his other moving to rest wrapped around your neck. “you know very well what i mean. you know not to talk about my past.” he forces your head up to stare directly into his eyes, and you swear you see the corners of lips quirk up when he sees the glassy shimmer of fear in yours, obviously enjoying how easy it is for him to rile you up.

“i think a punishment is in order, you need to learn how to control that mouth of yours and stop being such a brat.” you swallow nervously at his words. his punishments are always agonizing. your ears involuntarily twitch at the memory of your last one, still able to remember the way his scalpels felt when he carved open your skin.

“no! i’m sorry, dottore. i didn’t mean it!” he smirks, clearly enjoying your begging. “that’s better, but still not enough. you broke one of my rules, and you think a simple apology will be enough? you’re dumber than i thought.”

you desperately grab his sleeve, eyes starting to fill with tears that threatened to spill with every passing second. “please! i’ll do anything, i promise, just please, not another punishment. i’ll be good, i won’t ever break any of the rules again, i swear!”

dottore smiles at you, removing his hands from your face and neck to rest one of the back of your head and bury it in his chest, his thumb lightly stroking the base of one of your fluffy ears. the other moves down to rest on your waist, softly caressing your puffy tail and bringing you that much closer to him. he presses a soft kiss against the top of your head before speaking.

“as much as i enjoy your sweet voice begging me to take pity on you, i’m afraid i can’t let you go without a punishment this time.” his hold on you gets tighter when he feels you jolt in fear, tears finally spilling and soaking the fabric of his shirt. “but, if you calm down and stop trying to escape the inevitable, i might go easier on you. i have a couple new drugs i’ve been meaning to test, and none of the side effects are permanent. if you’re good, you can test those for me and i won’t have to cut you open again. as much i enjoy punishing you that way, you have such adverse reactions to it, and i wouldn’t want to make my little rabbit distressed just because you said my name. that wouldn’t be fair, would it?”

with the combination of dottore’s cologne invading your senses, the slight lack of air from being pressed against him for so long, and the feeling of his arms wrapped around you, you can’t find it in yourself to say no. he smiles when he feels you feebly nod your head against his chest, stroking your hair one last time before forcing you to your knees and tying your hands and legs up.

“now, just stay here and be good while i go get the medicine ready. it shouldn’t take longer than five minutes.” he kneels down and smooths away your tears while he speaks, leaving one last kiss to the top of your forehead before getting up and walking away, leaving you with nothing but your thoughts and a slowly increasing sense of relief that you wouldn’t be hurt again.

true to his words, dottore comes back five minutes later holding multiple bottles filled to the brims with color liquids. you watch curiously as he spreads them out in front of you. “since you’ve been so cooperative with your punishment this time, i’ve decided to let you choose which one you try. pick one out and i’ll save the others for later.” you slowly look down at your options, there’s so many it���s hard to choose. after a couple minutes of deliberation with dottore staring at you with a mix of love and fascination, you decide to go with the shimmery pink one in the heart shaped bottle.

“dottore?” he tilts his head to the side and hums. “what, little rabbit? have you decided?”

“mhm. i want the cute pink one!”

dottore laughs, patting your cheek condescendingly before sitting down on the floor in front of you. he picks up your chosen bottle and pulls off the cork before pressing it to your lips. “drink up, in order to get accurate results you have to take all of it.”

you obediently swallow everything in the bottle, and almost instantly you feel your entire body heat up, a sharp pang of arousal striking through your whole body. helpless whimpers start to slip from your lips as you look up and dottore with glossy, teary eyes. “ah! ‘tore, please help! hurts so bad, n-need you to touch me, hurts!” the end of your sentence trails off into a needy whine, and you lean your body against him.

you feel his chest vibrate with a small laugh while you hopelessly squirm and cry against him, his arms coming up to wrap around your body. “oh, dear, it seems my little experiment has put you into an early heat, huh? you poor thing.” he starts cooing at you in that sickeningly sweet voice he uses when he wants you to feel more like a pet than a person. “it was a very weak aphrodisiac, i didn’t think you’d react this strongly to it. i should’ve taken this into account though, it’s my fault, really.”

“don’ care, just need you to touch me! please ‘tore, it hurts!” you whine out, trying to grind against him for something, anything, to relieve the deep ache that’s settled between your legs. he shushes you, his hands starting to move up towards your soft, fluffy ears. he starts to gently rub at them, getting rougher when you let out a loud moan at the feeling.

dottore keeps playing with your ears like that while you grind yourself against his knee, the overwhelming sensations soon becoming too much for your body to handle as you violently cum all over his leg, the pain finally going away as you lean against him and let out a content sigh.

before you can say anything, you feel his large bulge underneath you, and as you feel your body heat up for the second time, you know that you’ll have a long night ahead of you.

#⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ angel’s creations ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin fanfic #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x reader smut #yandere genshin smut #yandere dottore x reader #yandere dottore smut #yandere dottore #dottore x reader #dottore smut #genshin dottore #dottore

[water-to-drink]

So this is Life on the Outside

(Pairing): yan!Zhongli x sheltered!gn!reader

(Summary): After spending many years sheltered from the outside world you take your first steps into unfamiliar territory and meet someone who seems to be trustworthy

(Warnings): NSFW, death (not reader’s or Zhongli), reader is very naive (and Zhongli takes advantage of that), dub-con, praise kink, rough sex (at the end though), overstimulation (at the end too)

(A/n): I’m fucking sick with a cold and it fucking sucks, so I wrote this to try to focus on something other than my cold, btw this is my second smut fic, (and let me know if there’s any gendered language here)

꒷꒦˚︶︶꒦꒷︶꒷꒦˚꒷꒦˚︶꒦꒷ ♡ ꒷꒦︶˚꒦꒷˚꒦꒷︶꒷꒦︶︶˚ ꒦꒷

The world was a big scary place, that notion was thrilled into your head for as long as you can remember

You only knew someone personally and it was your Nana. She was the only person you had in this world and it appears it was the same for her

She would tell you that people were not to trusted and that you’ll only get hurt in the end, because of this you rarely went outside and didn’t question it. Being the only person you truly had a connection it was absolutely devastating when she died, leaving you alone

When you had to fend for yourself which meant going outside and you were dumbfounded when it wasn’t the hellscape she described. You walked to the marketplace taking in the sights you’ve been denied from seeing. After reaching your destination you realized how much you didn’t know. You didn’t know how money works nor where it came from

Dejected you decided to cut your loses until a strong hand rested on your shoulder

“Excuse me, but would you like for me to help you?”

You turned your head and saw a much older man with brown hair and golden eyes. He looked friendly enough so you accepted. You learned that his name is Zhongli and works at a funeral parlor, whatever that is

He offered you a meal at a restaurant, which you gladly accepted. The restaurant had food you never heard of before and they had so many options, it all overwhelmed you.

“Mr. Zhongli what should I get?

“I usually get the bamboo shoot soup, is that what you’re going to order?”

“Yep, you look very smart so I can trust you!” You said, your naivety showing through

As the day went on you told Zhongli about your life and there was something that showed up in his eyes that your innocent nature couldn’t decipher

After the meal was over he walked you home on the excuse of there being “dangerous people out at night and he’s someone you can trust.” You missed the hungry stares he would throw at you, especially towards your thighs and waist

“Thank you for walking me home, goodnight Mr. Zhongli.”

“You almost forgot something.”

“What is it?”

“A kiss, it’s customary to give one to people you’re close to. You don’t want to come off as rude, do you?”

You quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek, the same one you would give to Nana, it was meant to be friendly. And you didn’t want to disappoint Mr. Zhongli, and he seemed to be satisfied with your kiss

“Have a goodnight.” He smiled

꒷꒦˚︶︶꒦꒷︶꒷꒦˚꒷꒦˚︶꒦꒷ ♡ ꒷꒦︶˚꒦꒷˚꒦꒷︶꒷꒦︶︶˚ ꒦꒷

The two of you were close after that. Zhongli would accompany you on strolls around Liyue harbor and tell you the history of it.

Nana told you to stay far away from older people, men especially. She always said they can’t be trusted but never told you why, but Mr. Zhongli is different

He always makes sure you get the best deals on items, he helps you carry your groceries to your house, you trust him completely

You trust him so much that you didn’t bat an eye when he offers for you to stay with him and sleep in his bed with him, there’s nothing wrong with sharing a bed with him, right?

He’s so sweet and smart too, he tells you everything he knows about Liyue’s history. He even shows you priceless artifacts he has, you love how smart he is and how he teaches you things other than history

“Like this?” You held your legs open just as you were instructed

“Yes, like that.” He said as he pressed his cock against your hole

The feeling of him entering your walls felt foreign. Halfway in and it almost felt it was to much for you, but he told you it will eventually start to feel good. He finally fully sheathed his cock all the way in your gummy walls. After a while the stretch soon started to feel good, just like he said

“Your doing so well.” He praised as he wiped tears you didn’t know were there. “I’m going to start moving, is that okay?”

You nodded and he slowly began thrusting, the small mewls and whimpers grew into moans as his pace quickened

Zhongli took your left leg from your grip and threw in over his shoulder, getting deeper than before. You looked up at his concentrated face, like he was looking for somethi-

“Nnhhggg!”

A grin appears on the man’s face, he grabs your waist with both hands and starts to abuse that sweet spot

Archons, it felt so good~! Your eyes rolls to the back of your head and your tongue was out of your mouth

“You look you adorable all fucked out like this.” Zhongli’s words of praise went straight to your core, tightening around his cock. “You love it when I praise you, huh angel?”

You weakly nodded, your functions too muddled to form proper words. Too focused on the feeling of his cock dragging through your wall, you didn’t notice how his thrust became more sloppier

Zhongli reached down and captured your mouth in a heated kiss all the while thrusting into you with such fervor, you feel yourself on the verge of passing out

“That’s it, angel. Take my cock just how I taught you!” He said into your ear

With a few more thrust you came with a loud moan. As you fell limp Zhongli thrusted wildly completely disregarding any semblance of control how you lay limp. After a couple of harsh thrusts the man finishes deep inside you

A sigh let out of his lungs as he stood straight to admire you

Legs twitching from oversimulation, your entrance stuffed full with both his cock and cum, and you fucked out expression

He can feel his cock getting hard again, you seem to be coherent enough to go another round

#genshin impact smut #genshin smut #yandere genshin #genshin x reader #yandere zhongli #yandere zhongli x reader #zhongli smut #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin smut

[iluvzaddies]

run rabbit run (3)

pairing: yandere!childe x reader

warnings: unhealthy behavior/relationship, violence, nsfw

inspired by: episode 8 of the hbo series “the last of us”

summary: you are out of food as well as medical supplies, so in order to save your father, you take matters into your own hands. you unexpectedly run into a young master in the forest, who is after the same rabbit as you. since he is persistent on getting the rabbit, you make a bargain with him. he develops a liking to you and decides you are his new personal little rabbit.

you didn’t understand how your father knew master dickface. was he famous or something? but you had never heard of him until recently today. could he and your father be acquainted in some way? was your father working for him?

no, that would be ridiculous. not in a million years would your father ever be acquainted with any ill-mannered, selfish, power-hungry bastards, let alone work for them… but, it was a possibility. he had become distant lately and there were times where he was like a different person to you.

“father, are you working for him?”

he didn’t respond, but his face said it all. his attempt in having a stoic expression failed.

you stood up from the ground, backing off from him. “what else have you not told me?”

“(y/n), come back here–“

“tell me! you know i don’t like secrets!”

he released a heavy sigh, rubbing his face. “this will be a lot to take in… but just so you know, (y/n), i’m doing this for you, okay? you are my top priority, my highest concern. everything i’ve done is to make sure you are healthy and safe.”

you nodded. although you were freaked out, you were eager to hear the truth, but a few knocks on the door made you and your father pause and turn to the door.

you furrowed your brows at your father.

“do not open it.” he said sternly.

a few knocks turned into multiple knocks. it gradually got louder and constant to the point where you were starting to become infuriated by it.

“father–“

“ah, shit.” he cursed through gritted teeth. “hide, (y/n)!”

just after he said that, the door swung open violently. you couldn’t leave your father behind, so instead of hiding, you wrapped your arms around him to shield him from whoever forced the door open.

it was him, master dickface.

“sorry about that.” childe wore a crazed smile, his cheeks red in result of seeing his object of desire. “i just missed you terribly, my rabbit. i couldn’t wait a day to see you again.”

“you!” your face scrunched up in anger.

he entered your house casually as if he owned the place and whistled as he looked at his surroundings. “oh, dear. you call this a house?”

“shut up, you have no right to barge in here! this is trespassing! i’ll report you to the authorities!” you tightened your arms around your father, careful not to touch the area of the gash.

“me?” he threw his head back, laughing at your response. “you’ll report me to the authorities? do you know who the authorities are in snezhnaya?”

“why are you asking me that? what are you playing at–

“the fatui are the authorities of snezhnaya and i so happen to be a part of the fatui.” he boasted proudly. “of course, with a higher status and rank.”

you felt your heart drop.

please, let this whole thing be some sort of strange dream. you pleaded to the archons.

childe was one of those heartless supposed leaders of snezhnaya who had ridiculous beliefs regarding the sky above. worse of all, you had threatened him. you had threatened a fatui harbinger and that very harbinger was standing before you, inside your house. the house you considered your safe place had become tainted by the presence of childe.

if childe was a fatui harbinger and your father was working for him, that meant your father was a part of the fatui as well. that fact made you want to vomit.

“you don’t know anything, huh?” his eyes flickered to your father. “your daughter’s such an innocent thing, mr (l/n). she’s so adorable, she makes me wanna ruin her innocence.”

“master childe… please… what do you want?” your father asked in a husky voice.

he snapped his fingers and two pyro agents appeared behind you, each grabbing ahold of your arms. “hey! let go of me, you fuckers!” you struggled, trying to break free from their grip. you couldn’t, but even if you were able to break free from them, you stood no chance against them.

the pyro agents were trained in combat, you weren’t. childe had a vision, you didn’t. and your father was injured. there was nothing you could do.

“i want your daughter. simple as that.” he shrugged.

your father lost it. “over my dead body!”

“over your dead body? is that so?” childe threw his fists down, unleashing a set of weaponry made of pure water. (yk his e-skill idk how to describe it)

“no! stop!” you yelled in panic. “don’t hurt him! i’ll do anything! spare him!”

upon hearing your words, childe got rid of his weapons and went up to you. he leaned towards your face, the close proximity making you heat up. you felt a pair of lips behind your ear trailing down your neck, leaving butterfly kisses, and your hand being intertwined with another.

“then, give yourself to me.”

(part 4)

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the pyro agents holding down the reader, watching childe being slightly intimate with her:

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[l1tw1ck]

Your Obsessor

Zhongli loves you a little too much

Bottom!FTM!Yandere Zhongli x Top!Masc Reader

↳ [Part One] ↳ [Part Two] ↳ [No AFAB Language Ver]

↳ [Event]

CW: Non-Con, Somnophilia, Coming Untouched/In Pants, Oral Sex, Aphrodisiacs, Virginity Loss, Squirting, Multiple Orgasms, Breeding Kink, Creampie

↳ W.C 1,042

Ever since Zhongli moved in with you, you've been feeling grateful towards him and guilty for taking advantage of his help and not giving anything back in return.

The stalking still happens unfortunately, but Zhongli's always there to make you feel safe despite it all. So you asked him what you could do for him, and Zhongli was quick to answer.

"Can...Can we kiss?" He asks, not wanting to go too far.

Your cheeks heat up. "Sure.." You can't deny that Zhongli isn't attractive. You cup the side of his face in your hand before going in for a kiss, Zhongli tries hard not to grin.

Zhongli manages to stick his tongue down your throat, slightly shaking as he explores your mouth. It's like he's trying to memorize it. You try to pull away but he only deepens it while softly moaning into your mouth.

Your eyes widen when he moans particularly loudly, and you finally pull away only to see him squeezing his legs together with a hazy look on his face.

Did he have an orgasm from kissing?

"I'm gonna get some water.." You try not to be awkward as you leave for the kitchen.

The next day, Zhongli gets bolder and asks to suck you off. You haven't been masturbating at all lately and having a pretty guy sucking your dick doesn't sound too bad. Even if that pretty guy came just from kissing...you figure he's just a sensitive virgin.

You look down at him, an almost insane expression on his face as he unbuckles your belt. His eyes are half lidded along with a bright blush strewn across his cheeks.

He holds your length in his hand while sliding his tongue up the side of your shaft. Zhongli looks utterly in love with you as his mouth starts to envelop your cock, maintaining eye contact as he sucks you off.

Zhongli shivers from seeing the way you're looking at him, throbbing in his pants.

"Fuck...your mouth feels good.." You groan. Zhongli's eyes widen, moaning at the knowledge that he feels good to you. "I- shit- 'M gonna come already–" You roll your head back. Zhongli speeds up, getting excited.

"Zho- Zhongli–" You choke out. "Oh Gods-"

Zhongli fills his mouth with your entire length as you reach your release, getting you to shoot your cum down his throat. He rolls his eyes back and comes as well, moans stimulating your cock more.

He finally pulls away and looks at you, almost completely out of it.

You rub his cheek with your thumb. "You did good.."

Zhongli practically purrs in response.

It became a thing, you'd either make out with him or he'd give you a blowjob. And eventually, Zhongli got the courage to ask for sex.

Well, actually, he didn't ask for it.

He sneaks into your room and gently pulls your covers away. He sighs lovingly at the sight of your sleeping body and pulls your underwear down. You're already hard, were you thinking of him? He blushes deeply. He takes the bottle he brought with him and opens it, hovering it underneath your nose so you smell the aphrodisiac.

Zhongli's already naked and well stretched by his fingers...and other things of yours, so it doesn't hurt much when starts to he slide onto your length. He comes just from your tip penetrating him, his walls fluttering around it before he forces himself further down.

You stir in your sleep, feeling his warm pussy envelop your dick. You don't wake up until he starts moving, the sudden pleasure overwhelming your senses.

“Zhongli?!”

“Ah~! Yes~!” He throws his head back, ecstatic to hear you calling his name during sex. “[Name]~!”

You don't bother to fight him, you're already turned on and out of your mind. You grab his waist and move him onto his back. You hold his legs up and fuck into him aggressively. “Fuck..” You breathe out. “You feel amazing-”

Zhongli lets out a moan, almost sounding like a scream, as he squirts on your length.

You rest your forehead on his, your thrusts slowing down and turning somewhat sensual. He shivers from feeling your lips brush against his, the whole situation too romantic for him to handle.

“You’re so warm, Zhongli- fuck, I’m close–” You groan.

“Inside please~! Breed me!”

You bring him into a kiss, sloppily fucking him and lessening your thrusts as you reach your release. You stop completely and come deep inside his needy pussy. Zhongli comes again, walls convulsing around your thick length. Maybe it's because he feels so good or because of the aphrodisiac, but you couldn't stop yourself from coming so fast.

You feel unsatisfied, incomplete, still aroused, and desperate to fuck him. You bury your head in his neck and go back to your aggressive thrusts, pounding into his extremely sensitive pussy with the silent promise to breed him.

“Yes~!” He moans your name over and over like he's casting a spell whilst digging his sharp nails into your back.

You sink your teeth into his neck, another simple action that causes him to come again. It's like you've marked me, he thinks dreamily.

You rut into him like it’s mating season, sane thoughts clouded over by the need to impregnate the man beneath you.

“More~! More~! Bre- breed me, [Name]~! Fill me up wi- with yo- hh~ your cum~!” He exclaims.

You pull away from his neck and reposition him into a mating press, hitting him deeper as you fuck your cum into him.

Zhongli lets out moans of pure ecstasy. “So- so guh- good~!”

You bring him into a sloppy kiss, fucking him with no concern for him or even yourself. Ever since Zhongli asked you to come inside, one single goal has been floating around in your head. You need to come inside this man over and over until you're sure he's bred properly.

“Zhongli!” You moan, dumping your load inside him again.

Zhongli rolls his eyes back, the overstimulation finally hitting him during his 4th orgasm, his words have turned unintelligible and you don't understand a thing he says.

He’s fucked stupid but you can tell by the look in his eyes that this is far from over.

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[kissesforsatoru]

𓏲 ˖. pairings. . . kazuha x reader x scaramouche

𓏲 ˖. summary. . . kunikuzushi and kazuha are dating, and you want them both. what you don’t know is that they want you too

𓏲 ˖. warnings. . . general yandere themes, afab reader, degradation, threesome, orgasm denial, oral (giving), fingering, semi-public sex, virgin reader, a lot of kissing, scara and kazuha are 18, excessive use of the word whine

𓏲 ˖. notes. . . a self indulgent 6.4k word fic with my favorites 😩 i’m too lazy to edit this, so i’m sorry for the mistakes

this was originally posted on ao3 by me.

"y/n, are you ready?" kazuha asks as you grab your bag from behind your chair, sling it on your back and quickly walk towards the door where he stands. you nod your head with a smile which he returns sweetly.

"good. let's hurry, okay? i don't have a lot of time to tutor you today because i have a date with kuni tonight." the smile quickly falls from your face and you tilt your head down at the floor. a sudden sick feeling floods your stomach as you think about kazuha and kunikuzushi going on a date.

you’ve desperately been in love with both of them for a little over a year now. it started out as just a little puppy crush on kunikuzushi, who you helped a lot with student council business. then you started having trouble keeping your grades up, so your homeroom teacher assigned kazuha to be your tutor.

your crush on kazuha grew quickly. you were easily entranced by the soft smile and sweet praises he gave you whenever you did something correctly, and you absolutely swooned over the gentle encouragement you got when you struggled. kazuha is an absolute sweetheart, and he’s so very pretty too. honestly, it was no surprise that you harbored romantic feelings for him.

it wasn't until a few weeks after kazuha started tutoring you that you found out he and kunikuzushi were a couple. it was also around that time that kunikuzushi began treating you like you were the dirt on his shoes—glaring at you whenever you were with kazuha, ignoring you whenever you came to the student council room, even going so far as to yell insults at you whenever you messed up. you couldn't handle being treated like, so you stopped helping the student council. but your feelings for him never wavered.

your heart ached terribly. you want nothing more than to date them both and receive their affections. you want kunikuzushi to look at you the same way he looks at kazuha, so full of love and adoration. you want to be able to share sweet kisses with them both. you want to snuggle into kazuha's arms and fall asleep as he runs his fingers through your hair, whispering romantic poems into your ear. and mostly, you want to be pinned between them as they fuck you senseless.

"y/n?" you heard kazuha call. you snapped from your thoughts and realized you stopped walking, now mindlessly standing in the middle of the hallway. your eyes widened and you quickly caught up to kazuha, mumbling a little sorry when you were next to him.

"are you alright? you don't look too well. should we skip tutoring today so you can get checked out by the nurse?" you quickly turned towards him, grabbing his sleeves as you shook your head no aggressively. you would rather suffer eternally than miss out on your time with kazuha.

"no! i’m okay, i promise! i’m just a little distracted." you watch as kazuha stares at you, unable to fully process what just happened. you can tell he’s worried about you, and a little curious too. he has to wonder what could draw out such a reaction from you.

"okay," he whispers. you don’t notice his eyes flicking towards his boyfriend who stands shocked behind you. kazuha shakes his head curtly before turning his attention back to you. "let’s study somewhere more secluded today. follow me."

—/—

you look around the unfamiliar classroom kazuha dragged you to. from what you can tell, it looks abandoned, but also not really. the desks and chairs are pushed towards the back wall of the room, signifying that the classroom is unused, but it's much cleaner than an unused classroom should be.

you look towards kazuha with a confused expression on your face, tilting your head to the side as you do.

kazuha chuckles, "i use this place to ditch class a lot, kuni too." you gasp softly, bewildered by the idea of top student kazuha and student council president kunikuzushi actually skipping class. then again, you remember that neither boys seem to be the type to actually care about school, despite their positions.

you hum softly, turning your attention to the hem of your shirt, which you anxiously rub between your fingers. now that you’ve had a chance to calm down, you realize how ridiculous your actions were earlier and now you’re embarrassed. your cheeks begin to burn thinking about it as you bite your bottom lip.

"y/n," kazuha trails off, breaking the somewhat awkward silence. you look up to see him much closer than he just was a few seconds ago, and you can feel your heart begin to race against your chest. a small noise escapes your lips as kazuha sits in the chair belonging to the desk you’re sitting on. he gently grabs your hands and runs his thumb slowly across your skin.

you don’t know whether to feel more nervous or more comfortable by this. being this close to kazuha, having him hold your hands so carefully feels nice, but you have to remind yourself that you’re not allowed to get too comfortable with this affectionate treatment, because he’s not your boyfriend.

"what’s got you so distracted?" he whispers, looking up at you, and that look makes you suddenly feel like you’re unable to breathe.

"i just…" you look away, unable to keep your composure while kazuha looks at you like you're the most delicate, precious thing ever. that and, you’re afraid of the way kazuha will react when you finally admit the feelings you’re had for him and his boyfriend for so long.

you could try and play your earlier actions off as not getting enough sleep, or you having trouble at home, but you feel like in order to accept things you should confess. you know that kazuha won't treat you differently, at least you hope not. maybe kazuha will hate you or be disgusted, but at least then you might be able to move on.

"it’s just, i have feelings for someone who has a boyfriend… but I also have feelings for his boyfriend too." kazuha stays silent for a while, and you keep your head turned away, missing the smirk form on his lips.

"is that so?" kazuha trails off, letting go of your hands to gently rub his thumb in circles on your thighs instead. "tell me more, maybe I can help you."

you don't know what to say, tense and flustered from all the sudden attention kazuha is giving your body. his cool fingertips dragging lightly on your thighs sends shivers down your spine, and suddenly all the confidence you had about sharing your feelings is nowhere to be seen. you could feel the heat in your face burn hotter and your breath was short as you tried to process all the sensory information you were receiving.

it took you a few minutes, but kazuha didn't seem to mind at all. he continued to rub your thighs, staring at you as he waited patiently for a response.

"well… um. i used to hang out with his boyfriend, we weren't really friends or anything, just i helped out his club here and there and developed a crush." you bit your lip as you thought about how to say the next part, because if kazuha hadn't put the pieces together already, he would soon.

kazuha hummed, urging you to continue. you took a shaky breath.

"then later i started struggling with my grades and needed a tutor… i sort of grew a crush on him too."

after you admitted that, you looked away, avoiding kazuha’s intense stare. he tightened his grip on your thighs, and you assumed that he was getting frustrated. you almost expected him to push you aside and storm out of the classroom, but he didn't. instead he slid his hand further up your thigh to your waist, gripping it tightly to slide you off the desk and into his lap.

you gasped, face heated as you felt yourself stumble into his chest. you didn't know what to do or say, so you stayed still. your stomach swirled uncomfortably as you waited in anticipation for what he would do next.

kazuha held onto you tightly, feeling your soft, plush skin beneath his fingers. he used one hand to grip your chin, tilting your head up so that your faces were mere inches away from each other. you could feel his breath on you lips, and you whimpered softly at the sensation.

"i know exactly how to help you." kazuha whispered before pulling your head closer and kissing you on the lips. you let out another gasp, feeling electricity run through your entire body at the contact, and immediately you leaned forward to deepen the kiss. it felt so nice, so perfect, to be kissed by one of the people you love most. but then realization dawned on you about what exactly is happening.

worry filled your stomach at the thought of kunikuzushi finding out and hating you forever. you’ll be labeled as a boyfriend stealer or slit, and then everyone else will hate you too. even so, you couldn't find it in yourself to pull away. you whimpered into the kiss, pulling kazuha closer by the shirt.

kazuha lapped at the inside of your mouth, exploring every crevice of the warm cavern like it was his life's passion. he let his hands roam back down to your hips again, gripping them tightly as he harshly grinded up into your soaking pussy, coaxing a sweet little moan out of your pretty mouth.

your hands tightened on the fabric of his shirt as your body arched into his touch. kazuha pulls away slightly, only to nibble on your bottom lip, sucking lightly and making you let out a needy whine.

when kazuha pulls away he threads his fingers into your hair, tugging back gently to get the perfect view of your dazed face. you panted softly, tongue lulled slightly out of your mouth and drool seeped from the corner of your lips.

kazuha leaned in and ran his nose along your jaw, and then down your neck where he placed gentle kisses and nips, leaving a faint trail of light purple marks behind.

you whined, squirming in his hold. your whole body felt so sensitive and tingly, it was all so much for you to handle. kazuha continued to trail kisses all along your throat until he reached your collarbone, where he pressed a single light kiss to, eliciting another soft moan from you before he pulled back.

kazuha hummed as he looked at you. he ran a thumb over the marks he'd left, smirking as you shivered from his touch. he felt satisfied, not only with being able to make such a mess out of you from a few kisses, but also by being the first one to make a move on you.

after a few minutes of sitting silently, kazuha stood up, making sure that when he set you down you could stand properly. you held onto his arms, trying to balance yourself before looking up at him. worry once again filled your stomach and you felt like throwing up.

"why did you do that?" you asked, voice sounding so small. "what about kuni?" the last thing that you want is for kuni to hate you more than he probably already does. no matter how good it felt to kiss kazuha, you don’t want to ruin anything.

"there's nothing you need to worry about, y/n." you frowned, not feeling reassured at all by his words, but you stay silent.

you watch as kazuha turns around towards the desk you just shared a kiss at to grab both of your bags. it's then that you realize it's already time for you both to go and your frown deepens. you wish desperately that you could go with kazuha, that you didn't have to worry about kissing him just now.

"i won't be able to walk you to the train today, i'm sorry. will you be okay on your own?" you look up to see kazuha standing close to you with one arm outstretched that holds your bag. you grabbed it, nodding your head as you whispered that you would be fine.

kazuha smiles at you before walking out of the room, leaving you there alone.

—/—

the next day you walked into school feeling like shit. you hardly got any sleep last night, not being able to shake the thought of kunikuzushi finding out about the kiss you had with kazuha. you remembered what kazuha told you about not having to worry, but that only made you feel more anxious. what's there not to worry about when you kissed someone else’s boyfriend behind said boyfriend’s back?

if kunikuzushi found out that you’re the reason kazuha cheated, then he'd hate you, and that's the absolute last thing you want.

when you walked into your home room class, you tried your best not to freak out. the sight of kunikuzushi sitting at his desk, reading a book so peacefully made you feel guilty. you swallowed thickly as you began walking past him, but he looked up at you before you could make it far.

the moment your eyes met his, you felt your heart jump up into your throat. you stared at each other for only a few seconds, but you felt like it was much longer. kunikuzushi looked at you blankly, and you couldn't help but feel nervous.

kunikuzushi smirked, flicking his eyes back down to his book as you stood frozen and unable to breathe.

you bit your lip as you tried to process what just happened.iIt was such an unusual encounter because kunikuzushi hardly paid you any attention except for the occasional glare or snide comment. the only explanation for kunikuzushi's actions could be that he was somehow mocking you, but kunikuzushi took to insults more than whatever the fuck that was.

"you look like an idiot just standing there." kunikuzushisaid flattly, not taking his eyes off of his book. your cheeks burned and you quickly took your seat behind him.

hee hour-long class went by agonizingly slow. you could barely concentrate on anything, and kunikuzushi wasn't really helping you with that at all. in fact, he made it much harder for you to even think properly by taking any chance that he could to mess with you.

it made your head spin. you were so confused about kunikuzushi's switch in behavior, but at the same time it made you buzz in delight. who were yoy to deny affections from one of your crushes, no matter how out of character it was or if it was to mock you.

the thing is, since kunikuzushi's behavior is unexpected, you can't help but become a flustered mess whenever you interect with him. even making breif eye conctact makes you become so unbelievably shy.

there was a particular instance where the teacher asked kunikuzushi to hand out a worksheet for everyone to complete. he went around the room placing a copy on each persons desk, but when he got to you he held his hand out for you to take it yourself.

your fingers brushed together lightly causing you to gasp quietly. kunikuzushi smirked as he leaned down close to you. so close, in fact, that you could feel you skin begin to tingle as kunikuzushi's warm breath fanned your face. you struggled to look directly at him, nervous by this closeness.

"what's wrong?" he said lowly, feigning concern. "you look nervous" kunikuzushi's voice dripped with amusement as he spoke. he smirked as you mumbled incoherently. the more kunikuzushi stayed so close to you, teasing you, the more you were unable to function properly.

"i didn't realize how easy it is to make you flustered," kunikuzushi continued a few seconds later, leaning even closer to you. "i wonder why?" he whispered in your ear, making your face become impossibly hotter.

you could hardly help the small whine that escaped your lips. kunikuzushi pulled away, looking at you as if he was pleased by your reaction. he placed the paper on your desk then returned to his own seat, acting as if he hadn't just made you into a flustered mess with a few simple words.

for the rest of the day you weren’t able to focus on anything except for kunikuzushi, you even forgot about the kiss from yesterday and all your worry about kunikuzushi finding out—at least you forgot until it was the end of your last class and you heard kazuha calling for you by the door like usual.

you felt nervous and light headed all of a sudden as you packed all of your things into your bag. you wondered if your tutoring sessions would go back to normal like nothing happened yesterday. you weren't so sure you could do that. it would hurt too much knowing that your kiss could easily be forgotten, as if it never had any true meaning at all. you would rather never study with kazuha again than be forced to act like nothing happened.

your nerves only grow as you think about what might happen; you can feel your hands begin to shake slightly as you place the last thing into your bag. you take a shaky breath before slinging the bag onto your shoulder and make your way towards the kazuha, who’s waiting patiently by the door.

you didn't expect him to grab your wrist without saying a word as he drags you off to where you assume is the library—the place you two usually study. you gasped, stunned by the action as you do your best to keep up with his fast pace.

you tried pulling your wrist out of his grasp, but he simply tightened the hold on your wrist. you try again a few seconds later, but quickly stop when you hear kazuha grumble for you to be good. your face heats up, embarrassed by his choice of words.

when kazuha finally slowed down you barely had enough time to register that you weren't at the library, but instead at the room where you two kissed yesterday. you turned to look at him curiously, wondering why you were here instead of the library. kazuha ignores you though, instead opening the door and gently pushing you inside.

the room is fairly dark so it takes you a little while to realize that kunikuzushi is in the room, sitting in the same chair where kazuha sat yesterday. you freeze, eyes widening as you feel your stomach flip uncomfortably. you hear the door lock behind you and you quickly turn to kazuha, looking up at him as you grip the hem of your shirt tightly.

your mind races as you try to figure out what could possibly be going on. immediately you jump to the worst conclusion, thinking that maybe they both already hate you and this was just a very extensive plot to absolutely humiliate you. but a small sliver of hope made you cling to the idea that this could also be a confession. after all, it made the most sense considering the kiss between you and kazuha and subtle flirting from kunikuzushi.

"what's going on?" you ask, breaking the silence. you keep your eyes on kazuha, too nervous to look at kunikuzushi who is the more intimidating one of the two.

kazuha walks toward you, reaching one of his hands out to tightly grip your waist to pull you close to his body. you gasp quietly, surprised by the intimate touch. you try your best to turn your head around to see how kunikuzushi reacts, but kazuha grabs your chin firmly, forcing you to keep your eyes on him.

kazuha tilts your head slightly to the side, leaning in to place gentle kisses on your neck. you feel him smirk against your skin when you shiver in delight. you lose coherence for a little bit, your head becoming foggy as you enjoy the way that kazuha kisses you so softly—like you were such a delicate little thing that needed to be handled with care.

a muffled moan leaves your lips as kazuha begins to suck on your neck roughly, leaving behind a red-ish purple mark once he pulls away. he licks the mark a few times, enjoying how it makes you grab his shoulders tightly. kazuha then kisses your cheek, his lips lingering for a few seconds before he pulls away to look at your dazed expression.

"hey, wai–wait a second. what about kunikuzushi?" you suddenly ask frantically, struggling in kazuhas grip as you attempted to look towards kunikuzushi again. you find this whole situation weird, and it's causing you to feel a little dizzy from trying to wrap your head around it.

you whine as kazuha kneads the skin on your hips, the pleasurable sensation distracting you enough so that you stop struggling.

"it's as I said yesterday, y/n. there's nothing you need to worry about." kazuha smirks at you. "isn't that right, kuni?" he asks, cocking his head to the side so he can see his boyfriend behind you. kunikuzushi glares at him, unhappy that kazuha couldn't keep his hands to himself until they at least explained the situation to you.

"that's right," he says, standing from his seat.

you bite your lip, holding in a whine as kunikuzushi approaches from behind you. the nerves that you felt might've been enough to make you fall to the floor if it weren't for kazuha holding onto you so tightly. you could barely think, your mind slipping in and out of coherence and making your body feel so weak—you were practically limp in kazuha's arms.

your eyes flutter closed, a sweet moan muffling in your mouth as you feels kunikuzushi suddenly press against your ass. the stimulation earlier during your kiss with kazuha caused your body to become sensitive and needy for any kind of sensual touch. you subconsciously pressed yourself against kunikuzushi, grinding against him lightly as you hums in pleasure.

kunikuzushi places his hands on your hips, just below where kazuhas hands are, and rubs the area softly. his long fingers slip under your shirt to feel your plush stomach.

"mph— ahh— kazuha," you gasp, feeling kazuha bite down on your neck, this time lower towards your collarbone. he ignores your whines and continues leaving more marks all over your neck and upper chest, addicted to the sweet taste of you. it was easy for kazuha to get lost in his own desires, too needy and horny to stop himself. but it’s not like you really mind, you probably wanted this more than kunikuzushi and kazuha combined.

when kazuha finally pulled away, he feverishly lapped his tongue over the marks he'd left, soothing the achy redness. he smirks at your blissful expression, your teary eyes closed as you tried to keep lewd noises from escaping your lips as kunikuzushi played with your body.

you could hardly keep yourself from falling weakly into kazuhas chest as kunikuzushi reached a hand into your pants, placing his cold fingers against your buzzing clit. you arched your back, grinding your ass against kunikuzushi's hard cock while he began to rub your clit steadily.

"something about seeing you fondle her gets me so worked up." kazuha whispers to kunikuzushi as he removes an arm from around you to readjust his pants.

kunikuzushi huffs out a quiet laugh. "oh yeah?" he teased. "wanna watch as I fuck her then? i bet you'll just love watching as I make her scream for me."

you whined as you look between the two boys, dazed and flustered. you suddenly feel embarrassed about the situation you’re in. as pitiful as it was for an eighteen year old, you’ve never had sex. you’ve only masturbated occasionally, but other than that you’ve never even kissed another person until the previous night with kazuha. yet here you are, between your crushes as they touch and teases your body sexually. and now they're talking about fucking you? you were screwed—literally, probably.

"i think she likes the idea of that too. what a little slut." kunikuzushi smirks, thrusting his hips roughly against you, making you choke on a moan.

"awe, don't tease her, kuni. she looks so adorable like this." kazuha hums, grabbing your cheek to see your flustered expression. he licks his lips before leaning in to kiss you again, this time much softer than how he's previously kissed you.

you whine and pull away from kazuha when kunikuzushi stops touching your clit. you looks at him, nearly about to cry from desperation. kunikuzushi smirks at kazuha who was pouting about being interrupted.

"yeah, she's adorable, but she's still a needy cock whore. just look at the way she's grinding herself against me like a bitch in heat." kunikuzushi taunts.

you ignore the two boys, far too focused on pleasing yourself to be interested in anything they're saying. it's difficult though, no matter how hard you try, he just can't seem to make yourself feel as good as when they touch you. it begins to frustrate you quickly. you pant and whine, looking at both boys who just watch as you struggle.

a few moments later, kunikuzushi sighs as he sits in a chair behind him, pulling you with him so that you fall into his lap. you look up at him and for a brief second, you’re awestruck by kunikuzushi's beauty.

you already knew he was gorgeous, both him and kazuha are, that's one of the qualities you like about them both, naturally. but, you’ve never really had the chance to admire him, especially so close like this. it felt so surreal, this situation, and you can't help but feel flustered even more.

your heart beats quickly when kunikuzushi looks down at you and your eyes meet. his gaze is intense, sending all sorts of hot and heavy feelings through your body that make it so hard for you to resist temptation—not that you were trying anyway.

you readjust yourself so that you were sitting properly on kunikuzushi's lap, which earns you a groan from him. you shiver, a warm sensation washing through your body as kunikuzushi's erection twitches beneath you.

you swallow thickly, shifting your eyes from kunikuzushi to kazuha who was sitting in a chair nearby with his dick in one hand, lazily pumping himself. he stared at you with such an eager look in his eyes, one filled with lust and anticipation—it excited you.

kunikuzushi suddenly grabs your hips, holding them down against his own as he roughly grinds up into you. your eyes roll back, and you hold onto kunikuzushi's shoulders tightly. you moan softly when one of kunikuzushi's hands slip under your shirt, brushing faintly over your nipples. your body arches under his touch, and desperation begins to build in the pit of your stomach again.

kunikuzushi takes your shirt off, tossing it to a random spot in the classroom before pulling you close. you whimpered, and tears form in your eyes when you feel something warm and wet run over your sensitive nipple. your mind begins to cloud, your senses dulled completely by your desire to be pleased. kunikuzushi smirks against you, beginning to suck harshly on the hard bud in his mouth.

you thread your fingers through kunikuzushi's hair, tugging lightly to easy the overwhelming sensation that he brings upon your body. kunikuzushi merely groans, the reverberation of it causing you to cry out. you digs your nails painfully into his shoulders, as he continues to relentlessly suck on your nipple.

kunikuzushi only pulls away when kazuha groans, quietly repeating that he's gonna cum as he feverishly pumps himself. you turn just in time to see cum spurt from his cock, making a mess all over himself. you stared intently as kazuha panted breathlessly.

“fucking shit," he begins once he finally catches his breath. "i know you barely did anything toher, but it's just so fucking difficult to control myself when she cries and moans so prettily like that." kazuha murmurs, wiping up a droplet of cum that was sliding down his thigh.

"i made such a mess," he trails off, looking down at his cum covered dick and stomach. "how will i clean all this up by myself?" kazuha fakes a whine. it took a moment for you to realize the innuendo in his words, but when kunikuzushi nudged you off of his lap and in the direction of kazuha, your eyes widened and you gasped.

you could hardly keep your face from heating up as you stumbled towards where kazuha sat, looking down at the wet and sticky mess that splayed across his body. you got to your knees between kazuha’s spread legs, licking your lips and flicking your eyes up for approval—to which kazuha nods.

you hesitate for a moment before placing your tongue on the base of kazuhas cock, slowly licking up to his tip. you held back the urge to recoil at the salty taste that assaulted your taste buds.

kazuha watched with fascination as you moved up his length, eagerly and attentively—he almost came again, but he wanted the next time he came to be when you and kuni came. he directed your head towards his abdomen where most of his cum had landed, and you obediently began licking all of it up like a thirsty puppy.

"you're doing so good, baby. you look so fucking pretty like this, just keep going." kazuha encourages as he looks up at kunikuzushi who watched with a smirk splayed on his lips.

when you finished licking up all of the cum, kazuha grabbed your chin and leaned down to kiss you. he nipped on your bottom lip, coaxing you to open your mouth to deepen the kiss. it was sloppy the way he kissed you with a force driven by pure and unadulterated lust. you whimpered as you held tightly onto kazuhas clothes for support, the force of the kiss causing you to nearly fall back.

as much as kunikuzushi loves watching his boyfriend make out with you, he was getting a bit impatient. he's already uncomfortably readjusted his pants at least six times now, and he needs to release some pressure—preferably inside of you. so, he pushes up from his chair and gets onto his knees behind you. he doesn't waste any time sticking his hand down your pants and shoving his fingers into your tight, wet little cunt.

you pulls away from your kiss with kazuha, moaning loudly into the air. your whole body trembles, clenching around kunikuzushis fingers as they slip deeper and deeper inside of you.

"you're so rough with her, kuni." kazuha points out as he tilts your head to the side so he can kiss your cheek and jaw.

"yeah, but she fucking likes it though." kunikuzushi grunts, pulling his fingers out of you to show how soaked they are. he looks down at you when you whine, reaching back to tug on his wrist.

"see?" kunikuzushi says smuggly as he pushes his fingers back into your needy pussy.

you gasp, eyes closing as your body relaxes into the pleasure. kunikuzushi starts slow, letting his fingers linger inside a few moments before he pulls them out and thrusts them back in. it drove you crazy, and you couldn’t help but buck your hips against kunikuzushi's hand greedily in hopes of getting him to move faster, but he doesn't. instead, he grips your hips, holding them still against his body while he continues to tease your cunt.

"please! kuni– need it, please!" you beg pathetically. you tug on kazuhas shirt trying to get his attention, thinking that maybe he'll help convince kunikuzushi, but kazuha doesn't stop kissing you. he threads his fingers through your hair and tugs on it, moving your head more to the side so that he'd have more room to kiss down your neck.

"you've gotta beg harder than that if you want me to make you cum, y/n." kunikuzushi hums, pressing his thumb against your clit, massaging it with a barely there touch.

"please! i'll do anything you want, just let me cum!" you plead, desperate for release. tears well up in your eyes again and you can't help but whine pitifully as kunikuzushi and kazuha continue to tease your body, not making any move to give you what you wants.

"i'll be a good slut! please, kuni, make me cum!" you try again,voice sounding so meek.

"much better.” kunikuzushi says as he picks up his pace, thrusting his fingers in and out of you as he presses his thumb harder on your clit. your back arches, your body leaning into his touch as if it was begging for more, more, more. your breath hitches and your body heats up as kunikuzushi pumps his fingers faster and faster inside of you.

a string of muffled moans escape your lips when kunikuzushi adds another finger inside, and it becomes increasingly harder to ignore the feeling of something building in your stomach. with both boys pleasuring your body, it didn't take you long at all to near your climax.

your body instinctively clenches around kunikuzushi's fingers, a clear indicator that you were about to cum, but kunikuzushi quickly pulls his fingers out. you fell into kazuhas lap, small cries leaving your lips as you tried to catch your breath.

"you really thought iwas gonna let you cum? you're so fucking naïve." kunikuzushi says mockingly. "when I make you cum, it'll be on my cock." he growls, looping a finger through one of the belt holes on your pants and tugging down.

"that was mean, kuni. you made her cry." kazuha says as he strokes your hair to comfort you, but the tone in his voice was one of fake sympathy.

you whined, lifting your head from kazuhas lap to turn and pout at kunikuzushi. he just leans in and kisses you, effectively making you melt right back into a pliant state.

this is the first time you’ve kissed, and kunikuzushi was hungry. he quickly shoved his tongue in your mouth, not giving poor you any time to react at all before your mouth was invaded. you tasted so good, so addicting—kunikuzushi knew why kazuha loved to kiss you so much now.

when kunikuzushi pulls away, you pant in kazuhas lap again. you barely had enough time to regain your breath before you felt kunikuzushi's cock press against your pussy, breaching the tight walls ever so slightly. you moaned, tears welling in your eyes as you held tightly onto kazuha.

"fuck." kunikuzushi breathed, scrunching his face up as he slowly pushed himself into your heat. "you're so fucking tight." his voice strains. you didn't respond, far too focused on trying not to cry even more when pain shoots through your body suddenly.

"it's okay, baby, you're doing so good. i promise it'll feel good soon." kazuha says softly, taking your chin into his hand, tilting your head to the side to place a gentle kisses on your cheek.

kunikuzushi runs the pad of his thumb on your hips, trying his best to soothe your discomfort as he slid further and further inside. the distraction helped a lot, because soon the pain was gone and you began moan. he smirked and thrust himself all the way in roughly, causing you to choke on a sob.

"you like it when i'm rough, hm?" kunikuzushi asks, smirking as he pulled out and thrust back in just as rough as before. you knows the question is rhetorical, but you can't help but nod your head yes, mumbling mhm'—it sounded more like a moan, though.

kazuha slides off of the chair and onto the floor in front of you, leaning close so that your breaths mixed together hotly. he wraps an arm around your back, pushing down on it so that he falls into his lap.

"mm, let's fill that pretty mouth of yours." he hums, directing your head towards his cock. you stick your tongue out, pressing it against his tip, giving it a few kitten licks before taking it in your mouth. kazuha groaned, tilting his head back in satisfaction.

you struggled to take the whole length in your mouth, choking when only half the length was in. it was hard for him not to pull away, but seeing kazuhas face contort into one of pleasure made you want to keep going. but you struggled to shove his whole length all the way in your mouth.

kazuha threaded his fingers through your hair, gripping the strands as be thrusted his hips up. he couldn't get enough of the feeling of your lips wrapped so tightly around his cock, sucking on it and swirling your tongue around it like it was a lollipop.

he groans, rocking his hips faster and faster, trying to match the pace of kunikuzushi's thrusts inside of you—it was difficult, though. kunikuzushi struggles with control, and that extended to sex. he fucked you at a pace that made kazuha worry about your walking capabilities after this was over. oh, but it was delightful to watch him absolutely wreck you.

you were nearing your limit quickly—the familiar coil in the pit of your stomach growing tighter and tighter, ready to come undone at any moment. you tried your best to hold on a little bit longer, but it was impossible when you felt this good.

a string of uncontrollable moans and whimpers escaped your mouth as he came, your body convulsing and trembling as your orgasm hit you like a truck. the reverberation of your noises around kazuhas cock caused him to curse as he suddenly came straight into your mouth.

you both panted as you rode out your highs, but kunikuzushi kept going. he messily slammed himself in and out of you, desperate for his own release. he was so, so close. all he needed was a little push, and that push came in the form of you moaning his name, mumbling about how good he made you feel.

he pulled out of you and watched as you fell over onto the floor, extremely exhausted and nearly about to pass out— kazuha didn't allow you to, though, because he leaned down and began peppering your face with kisses as he whispered praises into your ear.

kunikuzushi reached for his bag, unzipping it and pulling out wipes to clean up the mess you all made. he began by wiping everything off of you, placing a kiss behind in the places he cleaned. when he was done, he and kazuha layed down on the uncomfortable floor next to you, resting and enjoying the moment before you all had to leave.

they were so happy that you’re finally theirs.

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soft winter rain | yan childe x reader (x yan zhongli)

content warning: yandere, brief not sfw (suggestive), slight dubcon, possessive behaviour, references to stalking, unequal power dynamics, unhealthy relationship, etc. etc. reader discretion is advised.

notes: suddenly wanted a mafia au, and here we are. somehow zhongli snuck in at the last moment... he knew the entire time what was happening, so of course he'd sneak in here. don't know if i should continue, but it's an interesting au, so we'll see. (also, shameless plug that my comms are open, so if you wanna see something specific written by yours truly, my dms are open)

word count: 2.0k

There's this one customer at your tailor shop. He introduces himself as a businessman and calls himself Childe—a moniker, you're sure, because what kind of person would be named after a title so archaic? At first, you didn't care too much about the mysteries surrounding the man; being such a high-end store, having the occasional eccentric customer was nothing new. When one has enough money, anyone would let it get to their head a little. 

But the requests he makes are just a little too… specific for you to not notice. If could make this material dark enough to hide blood, he'd request, or I'd like an extra pocket here, big enough to hide some daggers or a pistol. Childe was rich enough to hire a bodyguard—no, an entire legion of bodyguards—so the requests didn't make any sense for a mere businessman.

And he would always make these requests in person, as if to gauge your reactions for any winces or shudders, fear or apprehension. 

Well, you haven't stayed in the business being a coward, and the man pays good money for his special requests, so you bite your tongue and smile placidly, following up his requests with questions of your own, suggestions of colour and design—never to ask his purposes for the clothes. Never to pry.

Childe must appreciate your silence on the matter though, because he makes sure to tip your services very well, sometimes even more than his actual bill. So when he begins to get more friendly with you, asking personal questions that you could never ask him, you indulge him. 

What did it matter if he knew your age, your favourite colour, your favourite food, your favourite genre of books? It’s not as if he’s going to use it for anything nefarious, other than to bring the occasional gifts, his voice proclaiming every time, Guess what I’ve brought for my favourite little tailor, some way too over-the-top luxurious chocolate or watch or phone. You try to reject his offers, trying to maintain your professional boundaries with this pushy client, but it would always be easier to just accept on account of how annoying he gets with the pestering. 

You don't take notice of how much closer the distance would become with each and every visit, how the gap between the two of you would shrink every time he dipped his head to speak into your ear, voice low and crooning. You’ve pushed back on his closeness many times, scolding him about personal space, sir, but he would always laugh. Hold up his hand and say, Okay, okay, I understand, even though he would do it again and again, to the point where you’ve gotten too used to it to even think about reprimanding him. 

Now, when he gets too close, you sigh and resign yourself to the occasional wandering hands that brush up against you—never quite in places that were inappropriate but close enough to send the back of your hair up in warning, like your hands, the small of your back, the exposed nape of your neck, followed by some excuse of you had something there, lint maybe? even though you were a tailor shop. When would you ever allow something as unbecoming as lint in your presence? Still, you tolerate it, because even though you had rich clientele, there were none that were as friendly or free with their money as Childe was, his funds always seeming limitless no matter what you quoted. 

You’ve also learned to disregard that sly gleam in his eyes every time you reveal let details that were a bit too personal slip from your tongue, such as where you were born, who was in your family, monotony loosening your tongue while you hum and take down his measurements, all the while trying to make casual conversation with him. 

Strangely enough, he begins showing up near you outside of work too, accidental meetings in your favourite coffee shop or in that cake shop you love to frequent on the weekends. You’d be checking your phone and he would tap you on the shoulder, making you jump from how silently he’d moved behind you. He’d chuckle in response. Always some kind of offhanded excuse, a common denominator of I didn’t know you shopped here too! What a coincidence, comrade. But since we’re already here, may I join you?

And after these instances, the questions would turn even stranger, even more intimate than they usually were, about whether you had any lovers, any enemies, any desires, any annoyances. You demur, trying even more to keep your personal divided from work, but with enough insistence, you eventually cave. Money didn’t rain from the sky, after all, and for some reason, business had been a little slow as of late. Even the long-time clients you usually had, when you’d phone them regarding their scheduled orders, would sound clipped and a little uneasy, as if you’d been stalking them or threatening them, which was just ridiculous. 

So when Childe asks you, Do you have any significant person in your life, little tailor? I’m just curious, you know. Can’t have other people poaching you from me now. You only sigh and say, No, sir. Can you tell me which patterned tie you’d prefer with this suit now?

And when he asks you if there was anyone you hated, any annoyances you’d like to be rid of, you would offhandedly mention some schoolyard bullies from your teenage years, or that one neighbour of yours who would always party too loudly at 4AM in the morning. That strange gleam would be back in Childe’s eyes as he nods and sympathizes with your little pet peeves, a stray murmur of It’d be a pity if something wasn’t done, wouldn’t it? If only there was someone who was trained in these matters… Hm? Why are you looking at me like that? I was only joking, comrade! Do I really look so dangerous to you?

Not to you, but you’ve seen the way he acts around others. Cold, haughty, and just the slightest bit too arrogant. But it’s not as if you can control what he says, so you just shrug it off. Strangely enough though, the names that you’d drop with your complaints would all vanish within the week that you bring it up. Always with a phone call before, of a hurried voice saying, I’m sorry for bothering you! I’ll never do it again, or talk to you again, or see you again! So please, don’t—!

You set down your phone afterward, stare at the ceiling, wondering why your life was falling apart and yet somehow going so well, after meeting this stranger of a client who wants more closeness than you knew how to give.

His gifts too, turn a little too intimate. Combs and earring and necklace adorned with jewels. Sometimes the same shade as his blue-grey eyes, sometimes the same shade as the red earring in his own ear, and when you put them away, say, They’re beautiful, but I can’t take it, he would then just leave it behind with his departure, you left staring at the glimmering translucent gems sitting at your countertop. 

And what could you do? 

You couldn’t displease him; he was quickly becoming your most valuable customer, one of the only ones left behind from the mass exodus that has happened to your customer base. Your shop was rarely ever visited now, left alone busy, and the only time words are ever spoken within its four walls is when his leather boots stride past your opened glass doors. It was as if your name, your shop, had been stamped onto some secret book, forever blacklisted by anyone who knew anything of the underground. But you didn’t know that, did you? You were just a simple tailor, trying to make due with a budget that increasingly depended on just one man.

So you sigh. Pick up the earring. Hold it up to your ear, comparing it to the simple gold studs you're wearing right now. They’re fancier, but they’re not you. But you still take out your simple earring, hook on the crimson earring in your right ear, because he wears his on the left, and resist the urge to flinch at how it looks, dangling next to your neck like a miniature ruby blade.

The next time Childe sees you, he breaks out into a smile and pats your head. "So you put it on after all," he says. "Should I take that as an acceptance then?"

And this time, his fingers strays down from your head to the curve of your back and then pivots to your hips. His head dips down, other gloved hand trailing against the curve of your jaw, lips about to meet yours, an invasion of new territory that leaves you stiff, even more helpless than usual. You don’t stop him as he nips at exposed flesh, don’t stop him as he breathes against your skin, don’t stop him as he holds you in his arms like a puppet. Even though it’s broad daylight, in the middle of your sunlit shop, you don’t say anything even as you feel something hard grinding against your clothed thigh, a soft grunt from his lips as he slips his hand up your shirt, a slow roll of his hips against you—

The bell at your door rings. Your gaze flies to the entrance, and Childe’s does too. 

There’s a man. Amber eyes, brown spiked hair that tapers off into a ponytail, gloved hands and an extremely well-designed suit—vicuna, your experienced eyes knew with just one glance—and he’s looking at you. Not Childe, but you. Curiosity in its orange-flecked depths, and a slightest hint of something you’ve also seen in Childe’s eyes.

“Zhongli-xiansheng,” Childe says, half a complaint and half a threat. “Did you have to come at such an inconvenient time?”

“I’ve let you run wild around these parts for so long, the least you could do is greet me properly,” the man named Zhongli says, smooth and baritone voice sending a shiver up your spine.

Childe notices the movement—when does he not notice anything about you—and pulls you even closer to him. Rests his chin on your head and says, “This person is important to me, xiansheng. Find your own.”

“I’ve not come to take your toy, Tartaglia,” Zhongli says easily. His gaze flickers to you, and you shrivel back. Childe clenches his hands around the span of your hips, almost hard enough to bruise. “I know how protective you are of what’s yours. But you haven’t been answering your phone. As your… business partner,” Zhongli decides on, after a moment of consideration, “I had become concerned. There had been a missive sent from our Inauzman operatives. We will need to address it promptly. You may have a new assignment.”

Childe makes a noise of disgust at the back of his throat that rumbles through you. “Do we have to do it right this moment, xiansheng? Can’t it wait…” He shoots you a glance of longing, blown pupils with a ring of blue, and you resist the urge to look away. Smile weakly in response. “...Just an hour later,” Childe purrs. And then adds on, “Or two. Best to give us three, just in case. Whatever unsavory things I’ll have to dirty my hands with can’t be that urgent, can it?”

Zhongli chuckles, a meaningful flicker of his eyes from Childe to you. “Not now,” he says finally as he turns around to leave. “You’ll have all the time in the world—but only after this meeting. So stop behaving like a dog in the midst of mating season. Come.”

"Hey! I resent that," Childe says, pouting as he drags himself off of you. Gives you a look of promise, intermingling of lust and possessiveness in his darkened eyes as he winks and presses a kiss to your cold cheeks. You blink, and he smooths out your hair before curling his thumb below your chin. “Wait for me, little tailor, hm? We wouldn’t want you to be running off, now,” he murmurs. 

“Yes,” you say, and even to your ears, your voice is weak, faltering. 

“Well, even if you run…” Childe laughs and follows after Zhongli, but not before tossing out, “I’d find you right away. You know that right? So, I'll be seeing you soon, little tailor. I promise.”

You remain in the sunlight until fading sunset, heart hammering at your ribs. Frozen in place, stuck waiting for a customer who'd return to you with bloodstained gloves and crimson-smeared jaw. But you didn't know that. You only knew that you were asked to wait. You had to wait.

So you do.

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—> [R] Say that you need him

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Time passes by 10min~

Current time is 3:00pm

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Heroic new kid! Aether has tossed away his restraints and is ready to give you a hard reason why you should never ignore him ever again.

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⚠️Danger ⚠️ You’ve unlocked Heroic new kid! Aether Lustful mode! This stat represents his desire to dominate what’s his. It will rise up automatically after every scenario!

For every 10% increase in the Lustful stat, your turn/choice will be skipped! Meaning that he will have the power to do whatever he pleases when it’s considered his turn. Also the amount of sunshine he needs brightened may or may not increase during his turn!

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Suns: 10

Sunshines brightened: 3

Lustful mode: 0%

Current affection lvl: 45

Envy 25% // Insanity 30%

Trust lvl: 15/100

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Increase in stats are locked until the sunlight zone ends🔒

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Do Pay mind to the words in the brackets!

The difference in actions may help to shine your 7 sun quota faster! Also here’s a little hint look closely at Heroic new kid! Aether description. 

PS: You should wisely choose who to give your first kiss! As it will affect ALL ADMIRERS NEGATIVELY!

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[R]—> Is for Risky

[S]—> Is For Safe

[D]—> Is For Dangerous 

[T]—> Is for Tease

[L]—> Is for Lewd

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Objective: Brighten up his day

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[S] Soothe him

[L] Bend over for his d*ck

[D] Kiss him

[T] strip your shirt off

[R] Moan that you’re his

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SINCE THIS IS NSFW 18+ CONTENT EVERYONE MUST HAVE THEIR AGE IN THEIR BIO IF YOU’RE TO REPLY/VOTE FOR THIS SCENARIO!!! MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI I’LL BE CHECKING! ANONS CANNOT VOTE BUT ARE ALLOWED TO MAKE COMMENTS!

UPDATE! IF SAID ANON HAS ALREADY REVEALED TO ME THEIR AGE IN MY DMS! THEY ARE ALLOWED TO VOTE ANONYMOUSLY!

IF YOU DON’T HAVE ANY AGE IN YOUR BIO YOU WILL IMMEDIATELY GET BLOCKED! FOR THE DURATION OF THIS 18+ SCENARIO.

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[sumeruin]

tag, you’re it!!

pairing: yandere! dottore x afab test subject! reader

tw: written by a minor!!!, dddne, heavy noncon, wound fucking, gore, biting, mentions of vomiting but it doesn’t actually happen, biting, lots of blood, blood drinking, kidnapping, drugging, use of weapons, stalking, pet names, dehumanization, i think that’s it, but if i missed anything please let me know!!

a/n: i honestly can’t defend myself on this one um. enjoy <3

minor writing smut, dni if uncomfortable!!

you don’t think your heart has ever beat so fast. you can feel it racing beneath your skin as you run barefoot through the forest, blood rushing through your veins as you hold a hand over your mouth to muffle your desperate, horrified sobs. behind you, you can hear the man that’s been chasing you for the better part of an hour. his heavy footsteps, his terrifying laugh, his sickeningly mocking remarks as he spots the footprints you leave in the mud, unable to cover them up with him right behind you. the wind cools the tears on your face, and it feels like the archons are mocking you. you internally curse them for not granting you a vision, a way to get out of this horrible situation.

your legs burn, and your pace involuntarily gets slower as you sob helplessly, his voice filling your ears, condescending and horrible. “what’s the matter, little rabbit? i can hear you crying.” your legs give out, and you collapse on the muddy floor, your sobs increasing in their urgency as his footsteps get closer and closer. you squeeze your eyes shut, curling your body against the tree you fell against as he finally reaches you. you haven’t gotten a good look at him yet, and you hope you never do. you don’t want to put a face to the voice that’s been tormenting you all night.

you flinch when he reaches a hand out and strokes your cheek, shockingly gentle compared to what you had expected, and he lets out a condescending chuckle and yanks your jaw up to meet his eyes, growling out his words as he speaks. it seems he’s dropped the faux kindness from earlier. “look at me. look at me.” when you obediently open your eyes, sniffling and letting out pained sobs every few seconds, he grins, baring his unnaturally sharp teeth from below his mask and nodding as he appraises you. you feel like a piece of meat, and you’re sure that’s his intent. to dehumanize you, make you feel less than.

he nods to himself, then speaks again. “good. you’ll make a fine specimen, i’m sure.”

you stare up at him in fear, doe eyes widened as you try to flinch away from his iron grip. he doesn’t let you, you didn’t expect him to, though your struggling does seem to please him. you find yourself only more terrified at that fact. your voice is quiet, weak, and he only grins more at the sound. “what… what do you want from me?”

he doesn’t respond, only gives you another horribly wrong looking smile before, almost inhumanly fast, pulling out a syringe and sticking it in your neck. the last thing you remember before everything goes black is how painless it was. like he’s had practice.

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when you wake up, the first thing you notice is the apparent lack of foliage around you, instead replaced with sinister looking metal structures and cages that are stained with something that looks horrifyingly like blood. the second thing you notice is how securely restrained you are. there’s tight, thick straps around your wrists, elbows, knees, ankles, neck, and waist, all of which have locks on them, presumably so you can’t escape.

your mind wanders back to the man in the forest, and what he injected you with. how quickly it worked and left a gap in your memory. as you think more about it, you consequently get more scared. you’re suddenly pulled out of your thoughts by a loud, horrible beeping noise, which you come to realize is the heart rate monitor you’ve been hooked up to. you try to take deep breaths to lower it before the man comes in and realizes you’re awake, but you fail. of course you fail.

his footsteps fill the room, and the beeping gets faster as your heart rate increases more with the terror he inspires in you. he smiles at you again, and his voice rings out, terrible and anxiety inducing. “i see you’re awake. tell me, what’s gotten you so worked up, hm? is my laboratory scary? do you not enjoy your accommodations?”

he leans in closer to you, and you feel tears starts to pool in your eyes as your body fills with dread. the man seems amused by this, cooing softly at you and pinching your cheek in a way that’s somehow more dehumanizing than anything else he’s done so far. “please… please let me go,” you’re painfully aware of how pathetic you sound as you speak, but you hope he’ll take pity on you instead. realize you aren’t meant for whatever he has planned and release you, though you know deep down that you aren’t that lucky.

he laughs, then shakes his head no before speaking again. he talks too much, you think. “i’m afraid i can’t do that, little rabbit. though, i suppose some introductions are in order. i am il dottore, the second of the featuring harbingers, and your new master. i’ve had my eye on you for some time, dear. you… intrigue me. i have never seen someone quite as pretty as you are. so, you see, i just had to have you. you understand, i’m sure,” his voice gets on your nerves, though you know it’s best to be compliant when dealing with lunatics, so you simply nod your head as best you can with your restraints as he continues.

“good. you must be wondering what i plan to do with you, correct?” you nod again. “i have many ideas, i can’t say i’ve ever felt this way before, especially about someone as insignificant as you, so there’s quite a few things i’d like to try. of course, i will bathe you, then examine you more thoroughly than i managed in the forest. after i’ve collected your baseline vital statistics, and you have been thoroughly examined and cleaned, i will take you. for my research, of course. i believe it would be beneficial to encourage in coitus with you, as it might help me to better understand the origin of these feelings.”

you’re sure he can see the alarm on your face at how casually he mentions violating you in such a personal way, for he gives you a pat on the head that you think is meant to be comforting. it has the opposite effect, it only makes you more concerned. you shake your head no and give him a desperate, pleading look, your eyes filling with tears at the thought. “please, no! anything but that, i swear i won’t ever try to leave, just… please, don’t!”

his eyes light up, and you finally realize he’s removed his mask. you had been too caught up in your panicked fear to really pay attention to him, but as you examine him, his heavily scarred face, his blood red eyes, his aquiline nose. he’s… undeniably attractive, your brain supplies. you immediately try to push those thoughts away, he just said he was planning on raping you, for archon’s sake, you cannot find him attractive. he clearly picks up on your inner struggle, judging from the amused smile he wears and the way he leans in closer to you, softly caressing your cheek with the back of his knuckles.

“i suppose if you’re that against me taking you vaginally, i could find another way to have you. though i can’t promise it will be as pleasant. it is quite hard to give the recipient pleasure in other orifices,” his cologne fills your nostrils as he leans in so close to you, your lips just barely touching. he smells like roses and leather, with just a hint of blood and bleach along with other chemical smells you can’t quite place. you hate yourself for thinking it, but it’s not an entirely unpleasant scent. in fact, you think you’d quite enjoy it on anyone else.

he hums, nosing against your throat and leaving a bite where your neck meets your shoulder. it’s painful, and you have to bite your tongue to resist crying out as the tears that had been building finally start to fall. you can’t hold back the choked sob that escapes when you feel the copious amount of blood that falls from the wound, sure to leave a scar. an inescapable, undeniable, permanent reminder of what he’s done to you and what he plans to do to you.

he ignores your distress, only whispering half hearted coos as he licks up all the blood from your fresh bite mark and groans softly at the taste. the realization that he’s getting pleasure from this makes bile start to rise up your throat. “shh, shh… you taste divine. perhaps that’s why i’m so enchanted with you. you’ve put a spell on me.”

dottore softly laps up the blood that pours from your wound, and you hate yourself a little more for thinking the feeling is somewhat pleasant. his tongue is soothing on your wound, his saliva is unnaturally cold, and surprisingly doesn’t make the cuts sting. you don’t know if it’s the blood loss or the paralyzing fear you’re feeling, but you can’t bring yourself to push him away.

he pulls his mouth away from your wound and wipes the last few beads of blood away from it with his thumb. he examines the way the ruby red liquid reflects the light and contrasts the back leather of his glove as it sits on his finger, and then he brings his thumb to your lips, his tone leaving no room for argument as he commands you. “open.”

you reluctantly obey, looking at him tiredly as the blood loss starts to hit you more and more, your vision slowly starting to become fuzzy at the edges, painting everything in a sort of giddy haze as the pain mixes with the pleasant feelings his sweet words and scent invoke in you. he gives you a smile, patting your head once again as he slides his thumb, still carrying your blood, into your open mouth. “good… good pet,” his hand strokes your forehead comfortingly, and the lights suddenly seem all too bright, your eyebrows furrowing weakly as you try to turn your head away from them.

“shh… just sleep, little rabbit. i’ll take good care of you. when you wake, i’ll be ready for the last part of my plans.”

you don’t have time to really think about what he means by that before the fuzzy edges of your vision fade completely to black, your consciousness quickly ebbing away.

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you’re passing out far too often for your liking, you decide as you come to. this time, you’ve been restrained on a soft bed in what looks like the private chambers of some very wealthy individual. it takes a moment for everything to come back to you, but the dull, throbbing pain in your shoulder quickly helps you remember.

you examine your surroundings once more, taking note of the black and dark blue color scheme of the room, along with the silver accents and luxurious feel of, what you assume is, dottore’s sheets. as you try to move to assess how secure your bindings are this time, you come to a horrifying realization. you aren’t wearing your knee length, cotton chemise anymore, and there isn’t a trace of any mud on your skin. someone has bathed and changed your clothes, into a much more revealing, practically see through babydoll dress.

you realize something even more horrific as you examine your body more closely. someone has also shaved you completely bare.

your attention is snapped to the door as dottore enters, holding a briefcase that gives you a horrible feeling. “good, you’re awake. i was almost worried i had injured you fatally.” he sets the briefcase down on the bed, not giving you a moment to speak, and pulls out a terrifyingly sharp dagger, turning to you with a small smile.

“now, since you seemed so distraught over me having vaginal intercourse with you, i’ve decided on an alternative,” he doesn’t elaborate further, only approaching you and inspecting your body as he marks out various places, mostly on your upper thigh or abdomen. you feel horribly exposed, wearing nothing but a sheer, short babydoll, but there’s nothing you can do about it. you have no idea what he plans to do, but you’re sure it will be torturous.

he finally settles on a spot, a fatty area just above your belly button on the left side, and he walks over to that side of the bed with the blade. he marks out a relatively large circle with a pen, and you realize what he means to do.

your struggles are reignited, and you start to sob as he places the pen back in his breast pocket and gently shushes you. “calm down. it will only be worse for you if you struggle, dear.”

your sobs grow louder as he makes the first incision, you start thrashing around in your bindings and trying desperately to get away from his blade. you give him a pleading look as he continues to carve a horrifyingly deep hole into your skin, and your voice is weak, breaking with every word from the excruciating pain of getting carved into without any sort of numbing solution. “p-please, can- can’t, ‘s- ‘s hurting me, st-stop-!”

he completely ignores you, grabbing a bottle of antiseptic from his bag and spraying it on the large wound. your pain is only increased, and you realize why you’re retrained so tightly. he finally looks back at your tear covered face, and gives you a smile as he pets your hair. “there, the hard part is over. now it’s time to continue the experiment.”

you sob, shaking your head no as you cry out from the pain, watching in horror as he undoes his pants just enough to pull his cock out. he positions it at the hole he’s created for himself, and, without any sort of warning, thrusts himself deep inside. you cry out, choking on your sobs and gagging from the all encompassing pain as bile starts to rise up in your throat once again.

he gives a deep moan as he starts to move, completely uncaring of your protests and the agony you’re in as he chases his own pleasure inside of you. his fingers curl around the other side of your torso, and he pulls you into each of his thrusts, only increasing your pain. “you truly are fantastic…”

you think you’re going to be sick.

how dare he enjoy this? how dare he violate you in such a way and have the gall to moan about it? if you had the strength, you think you might kill him.

you dissociate for most of the experience, something your eternally grateful for. you don’t want to remember any of it. the feeling of his thrusts into your limp body starting to falter and his cock twitching inside your, now more of a gash, really, remind you of the very real threat that he’ll cum inside of your large wound.

before you get a chance to plead with him not to, though, you feel the burning, hot liquid fill the space nothing should ever touch. it hurts, almost more than the actual fucking did, and you think you pass out from the feeling.

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when you come to for the third time, you’ve been bandaged and stitched up and dottore holds you in his arms, tucked snugly against his side while he writes notes, presumably about the torture he’s just put you through. he smiles down at you, petting your hair once again before he stands up, leaving you tied to the bed. “i wished to make sure you would wake up. now i must get back to my work.” he pauses in the doorway as he leaves. “you were wonderful, and my hypothesis was incorrect. having intercourse with you did not cure me. in fact, it only made me more taken with you. …i have decided to keep you, in light of this revelation.”

with that, he swiftly walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. you cry softly to yourself, and then feel a sudden weight on your lap. as you look down, you feel bitterness fill you at the sight.

there, sitting perfectly on your lap, taunting you, is a shiny, anemo vision.

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[vtoriacore]

✧ you must want him back, right?

note: nsfw! yan! kaeya thoughts for the brain because i said so but also there is a dash of perv!diluc sooo

tw: NSFW, [18+ fem!reader] - mentions of female anatomy, yadere, non-con [drunk people cannot consent], very brief mention of aphrodisiac

synopsis: in which kaeya orders you a few too many drinks, with the sole purpose of getting you to accept him because he can't stand it when you're sober and don't.

thinking of how kaeya would get you very drunk and slip in an aphrodisiac into your drink to make sure you don't reject his advances as you always do when you're sober, making sure you're susceptible to all his touches when you're eventually under the influence.

he'd have no shame in convincing you to drink a little more, saying things like "you deserve to relax sweetheart" or "let loose just this once, yeah?" as you can't help but feel pressured into drinking more and more of the extravagant cocktails he keeps ordering from diluc, who doesn't particularly care for your state as he's too focused on staring at the way your cleavage is showing anyway.

diluc knows exactly where and how kaeya will be fucking you upstairs, at the furthest corner of the tavern, where he will take his time to observe how you expertly bounce on his step-brother's cock wishing it was him you were riding instead with that delightful fucked out expression on your face.

as you eventually drink so much you're practically out of your mind, kaeya will start making his advances by slowly starting to caress your thigh while knowing that you're absolutely enjoying his attention in the moment. he doesn't care it's immoral or wrong; you're rightfully his anyway. he owns you and you don't get a a say in it.

well, you might not agree when you're fully aware of what's happening, but it doesn't matter because right at this second his partially gloved hand hovers over your already soaking cunt and you seem to encourage him to keep going as you bite your lip with that specific look which screams "come fuck me, kaeya" in your eyes.

and although you don't really notice, every time it happens, he is so insanely into you - practically undressing your form with his eyes as he inspects every curve of your body, wishing you'd just pounce on him yourself. he just can’t wait but to get his hands on you, and isn’t afraid of showing you how eager he is to take you despite having done this many times previously.

the patrons at the tavern have long since stopped bothering to intervene, whether plastered or sober, because they learned to accept that ignorance is the only thing which will stop either kaeya or diluc completely silencing  them. they've learned to ignore the sound of the chair scraping upstairs, learned to ignore the hushed gasps and moans as kaeya relentlessly thrusts his hard dick into you and they have certainly learned to ignore how diluc would go investigate everything is alright under the pretense of "making sure some fools didn't start a fight".

and as this routine repeats, with kaeya getting bolder and bolder as he knows you won't remember a single thing in the morning, he eventually brings you back to his own house to fuck some more, away from the prying eyes. and especially the ones of diluc. those he doesn't want on, rightfully, his darling.

oh, he hates, absolutely loathes how the former looks at you! your body is his and his only, what right does that asshole have to dare even spare you a glance? as the sheer frustration, borderline fury, overtakes his senses the khaenrian can't help but squeeze your throat, going in and out of your puffy pussy faster and harder with each second, as if it was your fault that diluc would always gaze at you with that disgusting stare.

but he relishes in the way you mewl out his name, observing with his sole, uncovered brilliant blue eye how your own roll back from the sheer pleasure he's giving you. and he himself takes pleasure in the way diluc won't ever get to do this, because you're his darling and only he gets to appreciate your divine body.

"c'mon . . . scream for me, doll. louder. i know you can," he would encourage you, feeling his cock get even harder if that was possible at the way your nails would claw at his tan back. the way you'd be pretty much incoherent tells him just how much of a good job he's doing, and he absolutely denies it's the alcohol doing the talking.

none of that matters anyway, as long as he gets to see your glistening from the sweat body writhe underneath his touch as you go over the edge, imagining the expression of jealousy diluc would wear all the while knowing he could never fuck you the way kaeya does and always will.

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[iicheeze]

BRUH I HAD THE BEST DREAM IN MY LIFE

so like (ill tell this in readers perspective for yall)

you and capitano were in a secret relationship and you two always meet at nights once a month

the reason why it's a secret is because you're like an important figure to ur people and ur nation, plus ur lover is a literal fatui harbinger 💀

and everytime you two meet, you'd always share news of each other. And sometimes more like 👀👀👀👀 yk

but everytime the sun rises, you'd have to leave to not raise any suspicion. but Capitano always insists and always tries to convince you to stay or just clings onto you

you don't mind it but it slowly becomes bigger and bigger to the point that he'd ask you to elope with him and have a family somewhere far away where no one, not even the fatui could find you two.

ill give you two options; yes or no (for yalls imaginations 😇 im so kind, also under the cut is nsfw, don't click if you're uncomfortable)

if you say yes, he'd be overjoyed!! He'd be so happy, it's as if the Tsaritsa has personally blessed your relationship. News of you disappearing would spread all over the nation, some thinking you're dead, some thinking you ran away, some even thinking that you're dead, somewhere.

But really, you've just eloped with a Fatui Harbinger.

He'd shower you with affection. Both physically and with words. It had always been his dream to wake up to you at his bed everyday. Now that it's finally come true, he'd think he's in Celestia.

He'd fill you up with his seed every chance he could, just seeing your hole filled up with his cum gets him off everytime. If you're a female, he'd love to see you pregnant with his babies. If you're a male or non binary, he'd adopt a kid with you. Having a family along with his beloved had always been a distant dream to him, finally making it come true would be murder attempt to Capitano.

Coming back from his bloody and dark job to a loving, happy family would be so delightful for Capitano. Just stay with him for the rest of your life and he'd swear an oath to make you happy.

If you say no, however, he'd be taken aback. What? What are you talking about? What about the time you've spent together?

No. Surely, you're just in shock. He believes so. He knows you.

But you aren't, mad and scared of his statement, you broke off all contacts with him. Why? Don't you love him?

No, this is unacceptable.

You love him. And he loves you. You were meant to be together. You can't run away. Not now. Not ever.

You're just running off to the wrong path. Don't worry, he'll set you straight. He'll make you realize what you're doing wrong.

It's a lover's job to take care and love for their lover after all. No matter how wrong they are, you set them straight.

Like a loving husband would.

So, stop struggling and just accept his love, won't you?

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[l1tw1ck]

Hook, Line, and Sinker

You're the poor (lucky) soul that's managed to capture a vampire's interest

Bottom!FTM!Vampire Kaeya x Top!Masc!Werewolf Reader

{Request} [Series] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Stalking, Yandere, Aphrodisiacs, Somnophilia, Oral, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Womb Fucking, Degrading

📝 1,206 Words

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Your life has been pretty average up until you moved to Mondstadt for work. Strange things would happen all the time and you could never understand why. There are far more supernatural types in the region but you've never had a problem with them as most people don't mess with werewolves so you never considered it a possibility.

You can always tell that you're being watched but you never find the culprit and you've just given up on it. If they're not stealing, it's not too big of a deal, right?

Whenever you tried to hook up with someone, they'd disappear on the way to your or their home. You'd turn around for one second and they'd be gone. They always showed up in the city the day after but they seem to forget about the interaction from the night before, making you think you got too drunk.

Then you started getting weird things in the mail, specifically used underwear and some items of clothing. All of them had a strong scent on them, like the sender was your lover in a different region sending you something to help you get through the separation.

The first time you got them, you sniffed one of the clothes, only to figure out who it is but you end up getting a boner. The smell was both strong and arousing. You could identify blueberries and various wines along with something stronger, something you've never smelled before.

You fell to your knees, your cheeks burning with a boner straining through your pants. Clouded with lust, you pulled your bottoms down and reached for one of the panties to rut into them.

Your stalker stared through the window, a hand down his pants as he watched you desperately get off to the smell of his clothes.

You threw the clothes away and decided you would look out for the smell when you went out. Even when the stalker sent more, you'd throw them out despite how tempting and strong the smell was.

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After a long day of work you collapsed onto your bed and fell into a deep sleep. A sleep so deep that you don't wake up even as a warm mouth swallows your cock whole.

The vampire practically worships your cock, treating it as a prize while his fingers are pushing in and out of his hole desperately. He can barely fit it all in his mouth but he does his best.

You still don't wake up even as you come and knot your stalker's mouth. He could easily teleport away but he likes feeling your hot shaft pulsing in him, he hopes you'll knot his cunt too.

When your knot finally goes down, which took a surprisingly long time, your stalker takes his leave.

And when you finally wake up, your nose is filled with that same strong and arousing scent. You can't help but jerk yourself off to it, breathing his scent in heavily and wishing you could fuck the owner of the smell.

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You were starting to feel pent up despite the fact that you'd get yourself off whenever you smelled him, which was pretty often at this point, you needed more than your hand and a stupid fleshlight would never be enough.

You decided to take one last crack at hooking up, hoping to find another werewolf or a succubus. Humans are too weak to handle the sexual urges you have right now.

You sit at the bar of the Angel's Share and order a glass of wine. Another person sits next to you, someone who, if you were currently in your right mind, you would've identified as Kaeya the Calvary Captain.

But right now, you know him as your stalker and someone who you'll do anything to fuck. Even if you weren't under his 'spell', or his unnaturally arousing scent, you'd still want to try and hit on him.

"All by yourself tonight?" He asks, smiling.

You manage to calm yourself down enough to make a proper conversation, that specific scent of his isn't strong enough to overwhelm you. "Yeah. I was hoping I'd find someone as pretty as you."

Kaeya turns to the side, biting the bottom of his lip. He's not the best at flirting, it's especially bad when the other reciprocates his flirting. "Tha- thank you..."

"Can I-" You pause. Why are you trying to pick up your own stalker? Laws and morals aside, he's already smitten for you. "Can I take you home, stalker?"

Kaeya's heart pounds faster and he nods.

You place enough mora to cover your drink on the counter and lead Kaeya out. Your house is thankfully close to the tavern so it's not long before you end up pushing Kaeya against your front door and aggressively making out with him.

You growl in his ear, quickly undressing him. "Dirty fucking whore." You snarl, ripping his underwear off and bringing him to the floor, gently enough that he doesn't get hurt. Kaeya trembles in arousal, his slick bringing out more of his scent.

You spread his legs open, pulling your pants and boxers down. "Since you're so desperate for me, you won't mind if I just fuck you, right?" You ask, sort of rhetorically, teasing the tip of your cock against his entrance.

Kaeya whimpers. "Please- yes-" His eyes are glued to your thick length.

You lift his hips up and force your length as far as you can go, your tip bumping against his cervix and making Kaeya come. "Fuck- breed me! Please!"

Any little bit of resistance you had disappeared at hearing those words. You dig your nails into his hips and fuck into him mercilessly, entering his womb.

He throws his head back in pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the pain. "Ooh~!"

You fuck him roughly, treating his body like nothing more than a flesh light. "Gonna fuck you full of my pups, slut." You groan.

Kaeya throws his head back, squirting from your aggressiveness. "Yes~! Want yo- your pups~!"

Your sharp teeth graze his neck, making Kaeya think you're going to mate him but you move down to his collarbone, littering bites along it and downwards to his chest.

Kaeya screams in pleasure, sucking you in desperately. You grab his thighs and move him into a mating press. He chokes out a gasp as you drill into him deeper, making sure he's properly bred.

You thrust into him a few good times before forming your knot and painting his womb white with cum.

After your knot goes down, you fuck him on the couch, then in your office, then the shower, and then your bedroom.

When you wake up, or really, come to, you find yourself at a wedding. And you seem to be the groom waiting for yours to walk down the aisle.

He looks gorgeous, you can't lie to yourself, he's wearing a beautiful dress and a bouquet of flowers that are your favorite color.

How you got into this situation is beyond you, but you don't feel like you should leave. Your brain is suddenly telling you that you're in love with Kaeya and that you'll start a family with him.

You suppose you have no other choice but to believe it.

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