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scaramouche likes to put all of his frustration and stress into eating you out, cumming untouched in the process.
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ΰ¨ΰ§ WARNINGS: nsfw, fem! reader, oral sex (fem! receiving), cunnilingus, fingering, slight biting, cumming untouched, you call him kuni hehe.
"you don't even know how annoying that is!"
scaramouche continued to explore his lips over the tender insides of your thighs while complaining, guiding you back towards your bed until your head hit the soft silky pillows, leaning down. "it's so fucking frustrating."
the darkened strands of his hair lazily hung around his face, there was an almost unbearable surge of air roaming over your skin, filling the room and giving you difficulties in breathing.
the mattress squeaked under the shifting weightΒ of your lover, you swallowed the growing twist in your throat and felt the ever so sinful awareness of his tongue sliding over your thighs, adding his sharp teeth to nibble on the shaking skin, biting down.
"you won't ever frustrate me like that, right?"
stilling himself on you, you did nothing more than meeting his eyes with his palms branding each one of your legs, properly nestling himself in between your aching core. "i'd never." turning to him, you murmured the words and rolled them off your tongue in between irregular panting, signaling him how bothered you had become with your lips pursed.
"ah, you're right." he didn't blink, nor did he lose his hold on you, fuck, the way you laid there, so unbelievably sexy, out of breath and he hasn't even started to pleasure you yet! savoring his first kiss on your aching clit, you whined his name before he spoke again.
"you'd never betray me, how foolish of me to even entertain that idea." in any normal circumstances, one would think it was a typical conclusion he found deep inside his tinkering brain, yet somehow it still sounded like scaramouche needed that conformation from you.
"never, kuni." managing to brace yourself, you spread your legs further with your eyes lidded, your impassioned words enough to send him to the brink of desperation as you held your breath, letting go of it with a shiver.
humming in satisfaction, scaramouche repeated the process, placing another kiss on your trembling clit, handling you soft and delicately. The hot ache in between your parted legs was growing and he knew, he always did, he had you figured out and could clearly see how soaked and flooded you had gotten.
"kuni, please." you wiggled breathily, "i need you now." he felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled upon listening to your begs, cautiously prodding out his tongue to draw it into your flesh, your body relaxing, yet tiny quivers still ran through your figure, reacting in a fine tremor that felt like a sweet buzzing against you.
"you got me already, don't act stupid." moving his fingers on you, he watched you eagerly, prodding the first digit in. Of course, he figured, you were tight as always, so fucking tight it made his mouth water, your slippery fluids drenching his fingertip as he let you take another inch.
a pathetic whine was everything you were able to get out, yet it still didn't do the sensations you were experiencing justice. The need to have him closer to you, buried in your core with his eyes drawn to you at all times was enormous, massive.
your hand gravitated towards his hair, digging your nails into his scalp as she moved his tongue on you, lapping at your spongy folds and simultaneously dragging his digit back and forth your tightness.
it was maddening, unfair, how he always managed to tackle your sweetest spots, enveloping you slowly in his mouth and tonguing his wet muscle in between your glistering folds. Your head was thrown back into the cushions, moaning the passion out for your lover to hear as he groaned, sucking strongly before closing his mouth on your quivering bundles, pulling away.
your sobs continued to wreck your insides, whining when he refrained completely yet still leaving his finger buried in. "how did that feel, hm?" scaramouche muttered just above your wet cunt, laughing at the way you tried to hide on how turned on you were now.
"it feels good, please more." answering in blind agreeance, you sighed in relief when he put his attention back where you craved it, rubbing your clit with the tip of his tongue. The burning pleasure on your hole turned you into a mindless haze, your nails embedded in his scalp as the mixure of both tongue and fingers had you salvating, curling your toes inwards.
"you're so far gone." truthfully, scaramouche couldn't keep his eyes off you, more so was he getting drunk off your juices. So sweet yet with a faint layer of bitterness, the obvious tent in his pants hardening when he rutted himself against the mattress, swallowing down your gooey substance.
your breasts rose and fell with each deep breath you took, a light trace of sweat embedded on the curve of your mounds. He swore whenever he'd open his eyes, open them to watch you struggle, he could feel his cock twitch in his pants, ache and crave to be buried and sucked in by your walls but fuck, something about pleasuring you this way was even better.
it was evident that it was him who was in control, he had the power to give and take, the power to decide. With that, scaramouche prodded the next finger in, in one drag adding it into your sobbing hole, stretching you apart. How hot and squishy your walls were, wiggling his fingers in you to find a nice comfortable place before shoving them back in.
with the added pressure on your core, you moaned with your jaw hung low, throwing your head back with your eyes pointing to the ceiling. Your screams echoed through your face, chest and your stomach, the vibrating sensation coaxed scaramouche on to fasten his tempo, wrapping his lips around your clit and suckling on your tiny electrified bundles, his sharp teeth grazing over the pulsating sensitivity.
for him, it's the biggest compliment and ego boost when he can clearly sense how you were enjoying yourself simply from his touch on you, not to mention your tender walls twitching with every shove of his digits in your softness, fluttering and flexing your muscles.
tears were beginning to bubble out of your eyes, lifting your torso up while holding him down on your warmth, trembling upon witnessing the almost embarrassing squelching noises you were making. Scaramouche groaned into your pussy, thrusting himself into the mattress and holding you still so he could work on you without being disturbed by your bothersome humanly body responses.
"iβm so close, please." developing into a whiny mess, he used his slender fingers to scissor your abused cunt, turning you louder when you met his pace halfway, wiggling your hips into his tongue. The tension tearing into your sweet core was on its breaking point, evolving and expanding with your oxygen falling short, burning your lungs.
"you're already close? from only my fingers?" scaramouche clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his fingers repeatedly pressing against your sweet point mixed with the roughness of his skilled flattened tongue drawing painfully fast circles on your clit.
the wide smirk on his face was evident even without you actually spotting it, he obviously wouldn't tell you but scaramouche was on the brink of cumming himself, untouched and from simply shoving his cock into the bedsheets under him, a damp splotch decorating his pants.
"fuck." your body jolted with tension, your entrance twitching with his fingers knuckles deep, sucking him in and tensing up, keeping him there. A thin layer of sweat covering his pale skin with his closed eyes focusing down on where your core was connected with his tongue, chasing your climax like a wild beast, groaning when his erection rubbed particularly hard over the rough material of his pants.
you suddenly hiccuped and whined out screaming, toes curling at the unique sensation only he was managed to coax out and arouse in you, the bubble in your stomach popping when you released yourself against his mouth, coating and staining his chin and cheeks with scaramoucheβs moans vibrating your core.
never faltering the shoves of his fingers in you he rode your orgasm out, grinning lowly and licking you fiercely when your body gave out on you at last, turning lax. The sounds of pure euphoria had the room in a dominating aura, sinfully swirling over your twitching body when you trembled, exhausted and tired from his rough play on you.
your juices sticked on the insides of your thighs, drooling down your ass and staining the bedsheets when scaramouche pulled himself away, a tiny thread still connecting him to your pussy. With that, he used the back of his hand to brush your juices off his face, licking off the rest of your essence and drinking it up, much to your pleasure.
humming in satisfaction, he brought his lips to you to make you taste yourself. The embarrassment had you whine on his mouth when he swirled his tongue around yours, cheeks prickling with warmth. Quickly, you returned it, prancing your hand over his stomach before cupping his heat, squeezing the wet spot when you suddenly realised.
you whimpered when he grinded himself into your palm, the idea of scaramouche being so unbelievably horny from eating you out had you in a tight grip and the fact he climaxed from it too, confidence roaming into your veins.
"i love you." your weak voice was music to his ears, a low hum rumbling in his chest which was a clear place holder for the somewhat normal response he had actually planned to use as an answer to your words.
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β β what are the genshin guys' favourite positions?
β β starring : itto , kazuha , albedo , kaeya .
β β contains : gn afab reader / individual warnings on each section . minors dni.
ΰΌβ§βΛ. ARATAKI ITTO
cws : praise, pussydrunk itto, dumbfucking, getting caught.
itβs no lie that itto is massive. his cock will be struggle to take every single time, and youβll be reduced to nothing but dumb little babbles when heβs through with you. typically heβll lay you back against the pillows and prep you, often making you cum on his tongue and fingers a couple of times in order to keep you relaxed. itto might not be the most ingenious man in inazuma, but he was a quick learner when it came to your body and precisely how much you could take.
his favourite position is without a doubt the full nelson. he adores folding you in half as you lay on his broad chest, holding your legs back with his extraordinary strength. itto will coax you into it so gently, promising to take the very best care of his darling, yet as soon as the tip of his thick length is dipping into your warm hole, heβs harnessing every single ounce of his self control in order to prevent him from going feral and fucking your cunt like it was nothing more than a fleshlight.
that being said, itto is most certainly aware that he has the power to break you. he works you up slowly, always praising you as he grows more and more drunk on your pussy. the oni growls into your ear as he thrusts up into you, loudly enough that anybody within a short vicinity of the room will hear. (one time one of the gang members made the mistake of coming in to check on their boss, and they were greeted by the sight of your legs pulled back and cunt fully exposed while the boss continued to fuck you just as viciously as he had when the two of you were alone.)
ΰΌβ§βΛ. KAEDEHARA KAZUHA
cw : oral , pussydrunk kazuha.
kazuha is a sweetheart. he gets off on making you feel good, though he certainly isnβt one to deny the feeling of your plump lips wrapped around his shaft. this is why his favourite intimate moments with you are when your both in the 69 position. he truly lives up to his vocation as a poet with the way that his tongue works wonders, beginning with slow, teasing licks to your inner thighs before finally reaching your cunt. every movement with him is purposeful, as the man knows exactly how to get you trembling under his touch (because of this, heβll usually lay you down on the bed and hover over the top of you).
to be honest, kazuha doesnβt really care that much about whether or not youβre sucking him off. heβs content focusing on eating you out more than anything, though youβve discovered that if you start lapping up the glistening beads of precum from the tip of his cock, heβll softly moan into your pussy. the vibrations are absolutely heavenly.
kazuha takes his time with you, kitten licking your clit gently, placing the tiniest of kisses to the swollen bud before truly going for it. your begging amused him, though he wonβt tease you to the point that those frustrated tears start welling in your eyes. heβll spread your labia apart with one hand to give him the best access as his tongue slips into your drooling cunt, eager to taste your sweet essence all over his mouth.
ΰΌβ§βΛ. ALBEDO KREIDEPRINZ
cws : none .
albedo might be your textbook experimentalist in the bedroom, but the one thing he really enjoys is seeing your face and etching each expression into his memory. thatβs why missionary is his favourite position through and through - he loves watching your face contort in that lustful concoction of pain and pleasure when he first pushes his cock into you.
one thing that the alchemist will do every time without fail is put a pillow under your hips. he finds that it first of all gives a better angle when he inserts his middle and ring finger into your pussy, tenderly stretching you open in preparation to take him. the trick came from a drunken kaeya who was babbling on about his recent sexual endeavours, and told his friend that not only can putting something under his loverβs back should make it easier for him to reach deeper inside of you, but also make things feel more intense for them. the cavalry captain had even gone as far as to show albedo some of the scratches left on his upper arms that had been left on his tanned skin a few nights prior.
now, albedo couldnβt live without it. he had grown obsessed with mentally noting how your body responded to different speeds and angles. he would always slide his hand in between your entangled forms, locating your clit and pushing you even closer to the edge. the man felt his heart swell as he remembered that he was the one making you feel so good.
every once in a while youβd fall asleep rather quickly after sex, and albedo would take the opportunity to pull out a pencil and a small notebook that he kept hidden in his bedside table and would sketch a couple of rough images of your face while he fucked you - it was his dirty secret.
furthermore, another reasons that albedo adores this position is because of how your walls never failed to flutter around him a little bit more every time you heard his whimpers and groans. heβs not exactly the loudest in the bedroom, but being in such close proximity to you meant that you could hear every little noise that escaped that starred throat of his.
ΰΌβ§βΛ. KAEYA ALBERICH
cws : spanking , mention of brat taming , praise / degradation , public sex .
though heβs in love with all of you, one thing that kaeya treasures is your ass. no matter the size, he adores watching it as you struggle to sink down on his long cock. thatβs why doggy style is his favourite position.
the man is absolutely transfixed on your ass as it jiggles in response to his thrusts, and will even shift his speed in order to suit his fancy. if youβre being bratty or find it amusing to talk back to him, kaeya wonβt hesitate to spank your ass a couple of times. hell, heβs so in love with it that every now and then heβll make up minor infractions that could possibly count as you disobeying him just so that he can slap it a few times.
one thing that makes this position extra appealing to kaeya is the fact that at any moment, he can lean down and whisper in your ear. heβs a big fan of mixing praise and degradation together, so he wonβt hesitate to bend down and ghost his lips over the shell of your ear, telling you how wonderfully your slutty hole sucked him in and how filthy you were for clenching around him whenever he spanked you.
kaeya gets hard pretty easily, so when you began to make it a habit of stopping by his office during the day for a spontaneous visit, it slowly started turning into him bending you over his desk and taking you from behind. it doesnβt come close to how badly he could ruin you when you were in the privacy of your own room, but regardless, you had to walk out of the knightβs headquarters with kaeyaβs cum dribbling out of your cunt.
In the middle of the storm
Summary: A storm, a hard landing, an unexpected company and many feelings exposed.
A/N: English is not my first language. Sorry for mistakes. Valyrian isn't my language either. Just a detail, although the events of Storm's End happened here in this story, Lucerys is still alive. Because I want it to be and period hahaha have fun!!
Warnings: nsfw, f!reader, reader is a year older than jacaerys, velaryon/strong reader, sex, targcest, aemond very possessive, pet names, dirty talk, some soft feelings β€οΈπ₯°
"LykirΔ«, Γ±uhys raqiros." (Calm down, my friend.) You whispered to your dragon, feeling Merax's annoyed snore shake your body gently. An amused laugh leaves your lips as Merax struggles to do as you've asked. You've been gliding beneath the clouds for a while now, the vastness of the night sky your only company. But Merax felt something, he could see and feel much better than you the clouds getting thick and thunder rumbling in the distance, he smelled a strong storm approaching and he was getting agitated trying to somehow warn you about it.
The two of you were coming from a visit to the Riverlands, looking for allies for the Black's. You came back with good news, which was very rare these days. Your spirit was positively uplifted. After many disappointments, finally some good news to give you some hope. You had the support of a great house now, with resources and numbers that would certainly make a difference in the face of a possible clash.
As your brother Jacaerys had said, dragons were decidedly more convincing than ravens sending messages. Merax, with all his size and sturdiness, made a pretty obvious point in his silent threat that things wouldn't end well if the answer was no. And besides, of course you were prepared to offer your own hand in marriage as an offer of alliance, as ridiculous and oppressive as that sounded to you. But a war was about to break out, you couldn't afford to believe that sacrifices weren't necessary. You were willing to do that, if it meant the Lord of Riverrun's support. You'd sell yourself like cattle if you had to, willing to do anything to ensure your mother's victory. His acceptance was all the motivation the other Lords of the Riverlands needed to also swear their loyalty to Queen Rhaenyra again, as they had done years ago when the then King Viserys Targaryen named her his rightful heir.
Yes, you were engaged now, but it could be worse. Your fiancΓ© wasn't nasty as you knew many were. Indeed, Lord Tully was a good-looking young man; tall, auburn hair, beautiful blue eyes. He also had status as a well-recognized house and a great education. And he had treated you very well during the short time you were in Riverrun for the negotiations.
It wasn't the wedding you had dreamed of for yourself. But it could be much worse, you knew.
You felt the wind abruptly getting stronger at the same time as raindrops began to fall hard on your face, pulling you out of your thoughts. Merax growled and shook off his head. You knew your dragon well enough to know he was upset that you hadn't heeded his warnings sooner. "Ziry iksos separ daomikydoso, Merax. Δͺlon jahor sagon sΘ³z." (It's just rain, Merax. We'll be fine.) You said at the same time that lightning whizzed right next to both of you, making you jump in fright. Merax roared louder, shaking his black scales in annoyance.
Merax was very protective of you. From the first flight, both formed a strong bond that surprised many. Merax was a full-grown dragon, strong and terrifying. He was not afraid of rain and lightning, not least because there was nothing to fear, since he himself was a force of nature. But he wanted to protect you, he knew you were different from him obviously. Even if Targaryen blood ran through your veins and made you tougher than others, you were still human. And therefore susceptible to disease and disaster which, for a dragon like Merax, wouldn't be a problem. Whenever you both flew in conditions similar to this, he would get irritated and annoyed. You knew he would fly home in that angry, mumbling state. And there was still a long way to go to Dragonstone, you thought with a snort, it would be an irritating journey.
"Nyke tepagon bΔ, ao uΔpa zaldrizes!" (I give up, you old dragon!) Merax seemed to be pleased with your giving up, though he growled at the nickname. You laughed feeling your hair stick to your rain-soaked face. "IvestragΔ«'s jikagon ilagon, Merax!" (To the ground, Merax!) He wasted no time and obeyed you, shrinking his gigantic wings as he descended fast. You spread your arms, trusting the straps around your body so you could enjoy the freezing rain hitting your face harder on the way down, the strength of the wind against you making you let out an excited yelp knowing no one but Merax could hear. It's been a long time since you felt like this, so free. The obligations and pressures of a war knocking at your doors left everyone tense and with no time for fun. But, heavens, you missed it.
Merax spread its wings again as you both neared the ground, and you turned your attention to where you were going. The rain was very heavy, as was the fog, but when you finally managed to see the ground, you realized that you were under a field of crops. Merax continued gliding along the ground for a while until he reached an area with a large lake, some rocks and mountains around it. His huge paws touched the muddy ground once, twice, three times until he finally dug his claws into the ground to stop. You looked around for where you could take shelter and saw that farther away was a ramshackle shack, clearly abandoned. But it had a semi-decent roof, which would serve to quell the storm until it was safe to fly again. At first you were irritated at the thought of stopping the trip for a silly drizzle, but with the gale shaking your body on top of Merax, the torrential rain that was falling now and the thunder and lightning bursting in your ears louder and louder, you agreed to yourself - with a frown on your face - that Merax was right.
But your dragon wasn't relaxed like you thought he would be when you decided to give in and do his bidding. He looked even more tense now, in fact. Wings outstretched, slightly crouched posture and sharp teeth bared in a menacing snarl as he stared up at the sky. He was ready to fight. But what was it here that posed a threat to a terrifying dragon like Merax?
You could barely see a hand in front of you with the rain pouring down the way it was, but even so you brushed your soaked hair out of your eyes and tried very hard to see what threatened Merax.
At first you didn't notice anything. The only sounds you could hear were the rain falling in full force and Merax's growl below your body. But then a familiar roar sounded above your head, a fierce roar that had you straightening your body in Merax's cell, alert.
Vhagar.
You knew it was her, having heard that roar again before. After your aunt's funeral, after your uncle, Aemond, to claim Vhagar and lose his eye for it. You heard her roar when her rider was wounded, and you never forgot it. It was the same roar as now. And if Vhagar was here, so was Aemond. You haven't seen him since the family dinner fiasco where he humiliated you and your brothers. You had nothing against Aemond, in fact you had defended him when you both were children and your brothers along with his brother made cruel jokes with him. But clearly his uncle was no longer the boy he was before, the intentions of his heart being completely unknown to you at this point. Lucerys recounted a cruel pursuit when he was at Storm's End seeking the support of Lord Borros Baratheon. Thank the gods your brother had managed to escape along with Arrax, but it had been close.
You didn't know what Aemond wanted, or even what he was capable of, and even though neither the Blacks nor the Greens had made a violent move against each other yet, you couldn't help but puff your chest out in preparation. What if Aemond decided to do to you what he did to Lucerys? A cruel and malicious pursuit. Merax was a full-grown dragon, much older than you, perhaps he had even battled another dragon before. You couldn't tell. He hadn't had a fitter for many years before you claimed him for yourself. Until then he was considered a wild dragon, without an owner. But anyway since you became his rider, the two of you hadn't fought another dragon directly before. Much less one of Vhagar's size and experience. You knew that in strength you both wouldn't win, as Merax was smaller than her. But maybe if you kept your cool and a objective strategy, you could escape just like Arrax and Lucerys.
How the hell did Aemond know you were here? You didn't even know you'd be here!
Through the haze of the heavy curtain of rain Vhagar crossed above you, much closer this time. Merax roared aloud in defiance and turned his large body to match her movements.
"LykirΔ«, Merax." You said in a firm tone, trying to calm your dragon who was starting to act on instinct in the face of the possible threat. You knew you couldn't ask him to fly now, the weather wouldn't favor you. You had no option but to wait for Aemond and Vhagar's first move and then act accordingly.
With a loud thud that shook the earth below you, Vhagar landed. Her giant body oozing rivers of water as she shook her head and her wings with a roar. Merax was restless, not knowing exactly what that meant, but deducing that he was hostile. His paws propelled him forward instinctively, though you again said "LykirΔ«". But he ignored your request - for the first time - and continued on his way to Vhagar, growling and spreading his wings in defiance.
This was too bad.
Aemond's blond head popped out from behind Vhagar's neck and you could see that he was holding tightly to the ropes that connected her body, pulling on them as he shouted a "DohaerΔs, Vhagar". He was trying to control her. So he didn't want to fight. It was just two dragons acting on instinct.
This spurred you to action and before Merax approached Vhagar to the point of no return you also firmly gripped the ropes near the cell, lifting your body a little to gain momentum and shouted as sternly as you could: "DOHAERΔS, MERAX!" He hesitated, wanting to continue walking, but confused by your determination to deny him that. "KELΔͺTΔͺS!" You ordered him to a stop with a strong tug on the ropes. Your resolve being tested by the dragon, you knew.
Obviously annoyed and still angry, Merax roared but stopped his advance towards the other dragon. Aemond also having succeeded in taming Vhagar, looked at you soaked in his cell.
"But what the hell do you think you're doing, Aemond? You know you shouldn't approach a full-grown dragon like that! Are you wanting to start the war today?!" You shouted from above Merax to Aemond, trying to control your heart that was beating desperately at the possibility of a fight between the two dragons.
Aemond didn't answer you, instead descending from Vhagar with all the mastery and grace that only a Prince and Rider of his level would have. Even if though he looked like a drowned cat. You watched him turn his back on you and walk across the muddy earth towards the run-down shack.
You stared at him open-mouthed, not understanding anything about this situation.
"Are you going to keep screaming like an animal at slaughter or are you going to seek shelter from this storm, niece?" He spoke loudly over the noise of the rain without stopping his walk. Merax seriously torn between facing Vhagar to the death or facing Aemond, fearful he might offer you harm.
"Nyke'll sagon sΘ³z, nyke kivio. Sagon sΘ³z naejot se gevie riΓ±nykeΔ toliot konΔ«r." (I'll be fine, I promise. Be kind to the beautiful Lady over there.) You said fondly, nodding in Vhagar's direction as you smoothed Merax's hard scales. Somehow Vhagar heard your words and growled at you. You widened your eyes and left as quickly as possible, almost running towards the shack. Far be it from you to want to be the target of Grandma Vhagar's wrath.
You entered the house, which had no door or window, both broken into and decaying on the floor. Large piles of hay scattered across the decrepit floor. Streams of rainwater seeping through the wood of the ceiling and the corners of the walls to the floor. It was all crap. But it kept most of the rain outside, and that in itself was a mercy.
Aemond stood by the broken window, no longer wearing his heavy black coat and leather shirt, wearing only a long-sleeved shirt. Hands clasped behind him, posture perfectly upright looking at the gale outside, water still dripping from his hair and clothes. You stood there in the doorway, eyeing him suspiciously, the one-room house being too small to house all the strangeness that had formed around you both over the years. You didn't trust him. He insulted you more than once by calling you a bastard. He almost killed your brother. He was your rival.
"Are you going in or are you going to keep staring at me until the storm passes?" He grumbled without looking at you. Your bored voice unnerved you. You huffed and walked into the house. The sound of the wind on the boards making the house creak in a frightening way, as well as the flashes of lightning.
You walked in circles around the room, feeling soaked to the bone and shivering. Your boots soaked in water, your thick shirt half red and half black weighing your body so wet and your riding pants clinging to your skin in an irritating way, as well as the gloves on your hands.
You were smart, you'd read enough books to know that keeping your clothes wet on your body in this cold weather wasn't going to end well for you. Chills disease being, in most cases, fatal for those who catch it. And it all starts with a cold. You were one step away from entering a war, you couldn't afford to die from a damn cold.
You knew what to do.
But where could you muster the courage to take off your clothes while standing right in front of your slightly psychotic-leaning uncle?
You stood there debating the options, whether it would be better to work up the courage to do what you knew needed to be done or whether it was better to risk catching a disease and dying, when Aemond turned to you.
"I can hear your teeth chattering even over the roar of the storm, child." He said with a cocky smile, not unclasping his hands behind his body.
Child? You two were almost the same age!
"As if you weren't freezing after that storm too, you idiot!" You screamed, offended and embarrassed, trying to control your jaw quivering in the cold.
He just shrugged.
You felt your body shivering more and more, the cold of your clothes getting deeper into your skin as time passed.
"Take it off." he said, suddenly impatient, taking you by surprise.
"N-no!" You responded too quickly to be considered natural. Yes, you knew it had to be done. But hearing the command from his mouth made you irritated and embarrassed.
Aemond sighed, as if the whole situation was beyond him, as if he didn't deserve to be here with you.
"Come on girl. You and I both know it needs to be done. Let's get this over with." He grumbled walking towards you, as if he was going to take off your clothes himself. Your eyes widened like plates and your cheeks heated up when you realized that.
"I do it alone!" Your desperate words left your lips before he could get any closer.
Gathering courage, you undid the click of the chain that held your sodden cloak around your neck, hanging the fabric over one of the many old boards propped up against the wall. Then you bent down and removed your boots and gloves. Never once did you dare lift your eyes to Aemond, or else you would lose your nerve. Being in his presence for some reason made your heart race and your body tingle in a way it shouldn't have. Your fingers were shaking β you told yourself it was just the cold β as you unbuttoned the long-sleeved shirt, slowly pulling it off his shoulders.
God, why was he still standing right there watching everything?
And more importantly, why weren't you yelling at him about it?
You were feeling overwhelmed with emotions, none of which you should be feeling.
With a final sigh you finished pulling the heavy shirt over your arms, and without stopping to think too much, you pulled your pants down too, leaving only a thin, loose shirt that reached mid-thigh. Your arms instantly crossed in front of your breasts as you remembered that the shirt was also wet and therefore transparent. You wouldn't take that shirt off, even if it meant your death. But stark naked in front of Aemond you wouldn't be. In your peripheral vision you noticed him shifting from one foot to the other, looking impatient. You could have sworn you saw him reach out, but he quickly forced her back behind the body.
You didn't have time to think about the bizarre strangeness of the situation, as he quickly turned around and picked up a pile of hay, placing it in the center of the room, gathering some sticks and rubbing them together trying to generate a spark . Understanding what he was going to do, you felt yourself relax a little, the thought of warming up a bit being very welcome at this point. Targaryen blood or not, the cold was more than you could bear.
Soon you found yourself watching with totally unexpected fascination the mesmerizing way in which Aemond's large hands - thickly veined, you couldn't help noticing - twirled the sticks deftly over the dry hay. The way he gently blew to help sparks turn to flame. The way he seemed to do it easily, as if he'd done it a thousand times before. He gave you a tranquility and control of the situation that left you not knowing what to think.
A flame finally appeared among the hay and Aemond quickly surrounded it with the palm of his hand to keep the wind from blowing it out. He gathered more hay until that flame was higher, then put some sticks and wood chips he found on the ground to make the flame last longer.
You standing around the whole time watching in awe.
When the fire was strong enough to sustain itself, Aemond stood up and pulled his shirt over his head. Just like that.
You haven't had the time or mental preparation to see Aemond's sculpted chest and muscled abs to perfection. His skin glistened with the wetness of the rain against the fire's flames, creating a mesmerizing shadow. White hair clinging to shoulders and chest. He bent down to take off his boots - by divine mercy he left his pants in place - then stood up and turned his back on you. You gasped when you realized he was taking off his eye patch. He gathered his long hair in his hands and wrung out any excess water. Then he put the eye patch back in place and turned to you again.
Still not speaking, he sat down against the wall, facing the fire. You didn't know what to do, the roar of the storm still loud outside preventing you from leaving, but the awkwardness of being practically naked with Aemond in this abandoned cabin also didn't let you relax.
You should have stayed one more day in Riverrun.
"Sit down before you freeze in that position, niece." Aemond grunted, leaning his head against the wall and closing his violet eye. "Come here by my side and warm up." His words could have been interpreted as concern for you if he hadn't said it so bored. But he was right, you would really end up freezing like that. With your arms still covering your breasts, you moved closer until you crouched down and sat next to him, keeping a safe distance of course.
You stood there in total silence for a long time, long enough for you to feel your hair starting to dry. He still has his eyes closed - maybe even sleeping - and you're staring at the flames slowly consuming the pieces of wood. You had the urge to go see Merax many times during this period, but you held back. He was a full-grown dragon, he knew his way around much better than you.
Hearing the creaking of wood between the flames you glanced sideways at your unwanted companion, watching the adam's apple rise and fall slowly as he swallowed once, his hair a bit disheveled now as it began to dry without the aid of a brush, his arms supported on both bent knees. Oh, the defined muscles of his arms, firm forearms with prominent veins.
You really needed to go.
Unbeknownst to you, Aemond would also stare at you when you weren't paying attention, watching the way you hugged your knees to your chest, the way you rested your head on them as you stared into the flames. Your half-dry hair rebels around your face, your eyes reflecting the fire's flames, your smooth skin flushed...
There was a tension between the two of you, and that tension increased with every second you were trapped in this cabin.
You turned your head again to look at him, but this time you found him with his eye open, already looking at you. The shock of seeing his violet eye glowing with the firelight was so great that you sighed and couldn't take your eyes off it.
"What were you doing in the Riverlands?" He asked slowly, not taking his eye off yours.
You knew this moment would come. Two rivals trapped under the same roof without trying to get information from each other? It was impossible to remain like this for long.
"You know very well what I went to do, uncle." You said lifting your chin in defiance.
"Hmm." He said still very calm, looking you up and down, making you feel uneasy. "I was planning to pay a visit to the Riverlands myself soon." His voice sounded superb, as if he knew he had more to offer than you. It irritated you.
"I find it difficult for Lord Tully to consider a better offer than marrying his eldest son to a Targaryen, his grandchildren will have dragons and his son will be King consort once I am Queen, as I am in the line of succession to the Iron Throne." You said it loud and clear, daring him to retort.
In fact you never boasted about being in the line of succession to the throne. You were, unfortunately, a year older than Jacaerys, being your mother's rightful heir and therefore next in line. But unlike your brother, you didn't want to be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. You never made a point of reminding anyone of that. But the pleasure of finally getting a thrill out of Aemond, seeing his pupil dilate at your words and his jaw tense, made it worth using your ace up your sleeve.
"Are you engaged to the Tully boy?" He repeated his words slowly, as if he was struggling to keep calm.
You didn't think that would be the part he would fixate on. The question of who would sit on the Iron Throne was the point you imagined your two discussion would focus on.
"First of all, he's not a boy. Lord Edward Tully is a man. And yes, I'm engaged to him. Not that it concerns you, dear uncle." You said the last part muttering, turning your attention to the flames of the bonfire.
"You're fighting to be the fucking Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and you intend to have a scum of Tully for a husband? Is that serious?!" He looked angry, his words carrying a weight that left you shivering and alert.
"What does it matter to you who will be my husband, Aemond?" You said standing up, which he responded by standing up too. His height intimidated you, but you would never let him see it. "This is war, in case you haven't noticed! We need allies. I know even you understand that, since your visit to Storm's End wasn't just to offer pompous words to Lord Borros, or to threaten my brother in a stupid pursuit, I suppose." In your rage you forgot the indecency of your clothes and dropped your hands in front of your body, only realizing it when Aemond lowered his heated gaze to your breasts.
You tried to cross your arms again, but he was faster. Aemond took you by the arm and shoved you hard into the wall, your head banging uncomfortably on the weathered wood. But you didn't have time to think about that because Aemond's tall, hot body was soon on top of yours, pinning you down. The heat of his bare chest against you, one of his hands resting on the wall beside your face, the other cupping your chin. His face coming too close to yours, too close.
You feared what he would do to you now. You were at a disadvantage here, your dagger still stuck in your pants, now drying away from you. Your recklessness in letting your guard down near the enemy could cost you dearly.
His chest pressed your body even closer to the wall, the two of you so close it would be hard for even a hair to get between you. His mouth went to your ear, his hand still gripping your jaw tightly.
"You're shaking so much, princess." He said slowly against the sensitive skin of your ear, the soft brush of his lips and hot breath sending an intense shiver through your body. You had no answer to his statement. "humm" he let out an amused growl against your neck as he dragged his nose along your skin. "You know, a princess like you deserves better than a shitty marriage to a miserable lord." He said before licking your neck, making you sigh and instinctively recoil at the unexpected sensation. This was so wrong.
"I don't understand⦠Why do you care so much about this? Why now?" Your fragile voice leaving your throat as you felt him leave a mark on your skin. Your hands went to his shoulders, feeling his skin tight and warm. Your intention was to push him away from you, but Aemond chose that moment to push a knee between your legs, which made you cling to him instead of pushing. He forced you to spread your legs to accommodate his between yours. Even though you had every reason in the world to refuse, you found yourself leaving.
"You've always been a fierce little thing, haven't you? Always speaking your mind and chasing what you want." He lifted his head from your neck to stare at you, even as his knee pressed against the sensitive spot between your legs, the damp fabric of his pants rubbing against your most intimate area. "But not with me. You've always treated me well, even defending me when I needed to." He caressed your nose with his, thumb circling your cheek. "I will not let any lord take what was always rightfully mine." The last words whispered into your mouth before he pulled your into his.
You knew this was wrong, he was a threat to you and your family. He was arrogant and stubborn. Your brother had almost died because of him. He thought you were nothing but a bastard.
You knew all this. And yet, you found yourself responding to the kiss.
Aemond's slightly chapped lips touched yours with purpose, after all he wasn't one for subtlety. His mouth devoured yours hungrily, forcing you to part your lips for air, and at that moment his tongue invaded your mouth. You stood on tiptoe to facilitate the kiss, one hand holding his neck and the other going to the back of his head, where you grabbed some of the damp hair and tugged. The hoarse groan he released into your mouth electrified you, left you hungry for more. You could barely breathe, the way he licked your mouth, encouraging your tongue to dance with his, making you dizzy with need.
Heavens, the frustrated experience of kissing the baker's son definitely didn't compare to this.
Aemond's big hands went under your shirt, gripping your waist and forcing your body to rub against his leg, nearly making you straddle his thigh. You pulled away from the kiss and slammed your head against the wood behind you, closing your eyes and moaning as you felt your clit brush hard against the rough fabric of his pants. Almost to the point of hurting, but it only served to turn you on even more.
You ran your hands over his chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles and watching him shiver as you dragged your nails across his abdomen. His forehead pressed against yours, his violet gaze never leaving yours as he breathed faster. Grinning mischievously you continued your hand down until you touched the big bulge inside his pants, closing your hand around it. Aemond growled into your lips as you gasped in surprise at the size of him.
He suddenly pushed his way between your bodies to unbutton his pants and pull his cock out, always looking at you. Grabbing your buttocks he pulled your body up until you wrapped your legs around him. You moaned loudly as you felt him drag his hard cock against your soaking pussy, up and down, dragging hot skin against your clit.
"I want to hear you moan my name, love. Say who's making you feel good." His voice was husky and slurred as he kissed your ear.
"A-Aemond..." You sighed, moaning each time you felt the hot head of his cock nudging your sensitive clit. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over your head, leaving your breasts visible to him.
"Look at this love, and you want me to accept that this is going to belong to another man?" He growled and lowered his head to lick your nipple, holding it in his mouth and swirling his tongue. You tried to move your hips faster, but Aemond had an iron grip on you, forcing you to accept what he gave.
"Aemond, please moreβ¦moreβ¦" You begged, tugging at the root of his hair, trying to get him to look at you. He released your breasts and looked at you, his violet iris being almost entirely dark with need.
"Look at this, love, look at our bodies together, where they belongβ¦" He whispered, forcing you to look at where his cock rose and fell against your intimacy. "Fuck baby, you're so wet. It must be fucking heaven inside you." He growled without taking his eyes from the junction of your bodies, just like you. The eroticism of the situation making you cringe in need around nothing.
"But I won't." He said and you felt euphoric, desperate to think he would deny you that. "I'm not going to take your virginity in a ramshackle tent, baby. No, I'm going to fuck you for the first time in a bed, damn, how the spoiled fucking princess you are deserves to be fucked." He continued to rub his cock into you, making you clench your legs in anticipation of the coming orgasm, your moans getting louder. Your arousal was such that his cock slid easily between your folds. "So be a good girl and come on my cock right here, now, love." He said continuously slamming his cock into your clit, sending you straight into a spiral of pleasure. Your needy moan sounded loud in the cabin as your body shook, your pussy contracting rhythmically with nothing inside, your hands gripping Aemond's hair tightly.
He laughed breathlessly, ecstatic to see your fall and allowing himself to fall too. Thick, white cords of come painted the skin of your belly, running down to your pussy as he moaned hoarsely. Aemond smeared as much of his seed as he could on your body, the knowledge that you were going to go home with his dry cum under your clothes driving him crazy.
Your legs were still shaking as he sat on the floor with you still on his lap, your mouths meeting in a wet, slow kiss. Your bodies now wet with sweat instead of rainwater.
You leaned your forehead against his, trying to control your ragged breathing. Aemond kissing the contours of her jaw and neck with a caress you'd never expect from him.
The whole experience had been surreal for you. The fact that you'd been trapped in an abandoned cabin with your uncle, argued, and that argument had led to the two of you committing such a blatant act of obscenity, horrified you now. But at the same time you were ecstatic to have done the craziest thing of your life. You were always a rule breaker, there was no denying it.
But the war between the family was still going on, you knew. This interaction between the two of you could go nowhere.
"What are you thinking, princess?" Aemond saw your expression change, he knew you were trapped in your own emotions. His big hand cupped your face and pulled your lips down for a gentle kiss.
"That doesn't change a thing, Aemond. I'm still going to marry Edward Tully, I hope you know that." You said, trying to convince not him but yourself too.
Aemond frowned, his expression suddenly dark. But he soon masked it with a sly, wicked smile.
"That's what we'll see, niece."
Hello! Could i ask for yan kazuha and venti with a reader who came from another world like the traveler? Gn pls :)
summary. venti and kazuha with an otherworldly darling
warnings. manipulation, unhealthy relationships, general yandere themes
venti ;
like the traveler, i think you ended up somewhere in mondstat, but unfortunately for you, it was venti who found you instead of amber.
from the very moment he saw you picking sunsettia in whispering woods, he was absolutely mesmerised. venti's a creep and a disgusting pervert, he can't help but stare when he finds someone attractive. and you, goodness, you just looked so delectable. your shirt lifted when you lifted your hand above you, exposing a bit of your tummy for him to view as he pleased. within just a few seconds, he was already hard, and his thoughts ran rampant.
he hid in one of the trees just a few yards away, watching intently as you stood on your tiptoes trying to reach a sunsettia that was too far up. he found it amusing the way you huffed, nearly falling over after attempting to jump up and grab it. you were adamant about getting that fruit, and venti saw it as the perfect opportunity to get acquainted.
he approached you with a friendly smile on his face, asking if you needed any help β to which you frantically said yes. he used his anemo powers to push himself off the ground and into the air, just high enough to grab the sunsettia you so desired. you were in complete awe when he landed and handed you the fruit. it nearly fell out of your hands when you jumped in his face asking how he did that.
that's how he found out you weren't from this world, and he took complete advantage of that fact. he told you a lot of lies, and you obliviously ate them all up without a second thought 'cause you trusted him fully. even if you were a bit hesitant about some things, there really wasn't anything you could do about it 'cause you knew absolutely nothing about the world of teyvat.
kazuha ;
kazuha saved your life, that's how the two of you met. during his travels in liyue he saw you surrounded by a pack of hilichurls, holding a mere stick as your only defense. kazuha's a gentleman, he couldn't just leave some helpless person to die when there was a possibility he could save them β so he did.
you thanked him profusely, telling him that you'll forever be indebted to him. he smiled politely and told you what he did was nothing, that anyone would do it. he was intrigued though. why would someone with little fighting prowess be so far out from liyue harbor where countless dangers lurked?
he kept his curiosity to himself, instead offering to stay with you in case you were attacked again. it wasn't till later when you learned he was okay to trust that he found out you were from another world. you told him you were all alone and scared cause you didn't know where you were or how you got here, but he comforted you.
you two got quite acquainted on your travels together. he loved hearing you talk about where you came from, but whenever you mentioned going back, he felt a twinge in his stomach that made him want to throw up.
he didn't want you to go back. you couldn't just leave him when he was there for you, protecting you from all the dangers of teyvat when you were all alone and helpless. it just wasn't fair, how could you even think about abandoning him like that? he got moody and withdrawn any time you said you wanted to go back, and poor, clueless you had no idea what was wrong with him.
he'll use manipulation to keep you with him β reminding you that you owe him your life for saving you. it makes you feel so guilty. but kazuha would do absolutely anything to keep you with him, even if that meant hurting you a little bit in the process.
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kaeya felt so firm and warm inside of you, deeply buried in your tight hole and throbbing against your delicate walls, his fat vein was grazing over them with great control, twitching whenever youβd clench onto him. You were utterly aware on how big kaeya was, but having him inside of you like this was a rough challenge on its own. "would you stop squirming already?" the way heβs pointing your desperate state out right now was beyond your expectations, he was enjoying this, by far.
his defined arms would always loop around your waist, digging his fingernails into the soft flesh of your body and pushing you down further against his hard cock, balls soaked with your juices and his cum yet kaeya didnβt want to stop, βdidnβt even think about it, at allβ, mind fuzzy and turning utterly hazy from the firm yet strong grip you had on him. The manβ who was normally oh so confident in his abilities turning into something else, into something needy and desperate. Yet it wasnβt his intention to lose that little game the both of you played right now. Kaeya wanted to make sure youβre cumming from just his cock nestled in between your cunt like this.
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scaramouche who didnβt feel like pulling out after cumming deep into your sloppy cunt, your juices and his cum flowing past your lips and coating the messy bedsheets underneath you. Heβs so close, yet his soul felt so far, βwasnβt even seeing it as necessary to look into your eyesβ, head nestled in the crook of your neck and taking in your scent, the particular scent that made him so fucking addicted to you.
wouldnβt tell you in a million years though, but it was right there now, so close. He could feel another orgasm approach from deep inside his gut, fingernails clawing into the soft flesh of your thighs while he spread you open even furtherβ making it possible to reach deeper into your hole and kissing that one particular sweet spot he knew you went crazy over. "How are you still so tight?" almost saying that in a judging way, peering over your face as his warm breath coated your cheeks. You bit back a moan once he retracted his hips a bit higher, while also instinctively bucking forwards against his throbbing cock. If it wasnβt for scaramoucheβs immense self control in that area, he wouldβve released himself yet another time to fill you up.
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pantalone rolled his eyes at you, "are you done whining?" annoyed, more so gasping out peskily at your desperate state, impaled by his hard cock while he has got you locked with his brought arms. You were currently straddling him in his leather chair, legs already threatening to give out on you if it wasnβt for pantalone keeping you up, pulling you onto his lap even more so youβd feel every single vein grazing through your delicate walls.
to make yourself a bit more comfortable on his lap you wiggled around which he wasnβt really pleased about, the thing he hated the absolute most was you disobeying his orders in whatever way imaginable. He gave you a light slap on your thigh for your bold behavior, not to mention that he was grinning now with that pseudo smile of his that would always make a shiver run down your spine. "Donβt tell me youβre actually considering disobeying me in any way, dear?" cooeing into your ear while you keened into his shoulder, unable to look at him. Warm precum now began soaking out of your fluttering hole, βwhich was still full by his throbbing cockβ. You didnβt know if you should say anything or answer his question, yet the only thing he did was snap his hips up particularly hard, "be good now." his voice firm, warm breath coating your cheek as his gaze fell back on the loads of paperwork on his desk.
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under childeβs scorching gaze, you lifted your head softly up to the man who was hovering over you, "not yet." he pants heavily after filling you up with his seed, voice a little dull and his pretentiously wording sounded almost clingy in a way you couldnβt quite place. You quivered uncontrollably because of him, his hard cockβ that would gradually softenβ but was still completely sheathed in your warm hole, throbbing and grazing over your walls. Subconsciously you tightened your arms around his neck to pull him closer against your body that was covered in sweat.
ajax wouldnβt let you a chance to voice yourself either, leaning close to you once more for yet another kiss on the tip of your nose before snapping his hips forward to bury himself deeper into your messy cunt, that was so utterly ruined by him already. You purred and whined at the newish found sensation, for a few moments it was silent in a way, his fingers threading through your unruly hair as you tried to spread your legs further for him. And if you were being honest right now, you could stay like this for an eternity, caged in his arms with his cock nestled in your quivering hole, the passionate feelings radiating through the whole room while you forgot everything around you.
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the cooling touch from dilucβs gloved hands glide across your skin, your arms looped around his neck for additional support once he lined his throbbing cock up with your hole. Gingerly sliding his flushing red tip over your folds to collect your juices and use them as a natural lubricant before burying himself to the hilt inside of you. He felt so firm and warm, not to mention big inside of your clenching hole that was so desperately sucking him in. It felt as if you escaped all struggles and solely focused on his burning eyes alone.
the way diluc would grab onto the soft flesh of your thighs to keep you close at all times, not to mention that whenever you would try to move heβd shoot a gaze towards you that was so unbelievably sexy and demanding, having you throb against his cock in a heart beat. It was just as if an unspeakable desire formed deep inside your gut, continuously seeping through each pore of your body while his tip grazed over your sweet spot without much effort. "Youβre so beautiful like this." heβs whispering, husky breath turning into an almost sinful tone. Diluc was so sly about it too, knowing oh too well how to make you unravel against him.
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your body turning into raging tides, blood surging through your veins with kazuhaβs cock still throbbing inside of you after he filled you up with his seed, his balls soaked in your juices and his cum which had the sticky substance drip on the bedsheets underneath the both of you. "not yet." heβs mewling now, kazuha sounded almost desperate in a way, "donβt want to pull out yet." a dangerous breath spreading from his words, which you could only reply to in looking him deep in his eyes. You both were coated in sweat and perspiration, bodies closely entangled against each other and unable to let go with his cock still nestled in between your sobbing cunt, that was unable to hold all of his cum in.
every inch of your skin under his touches would turn into flames, his face hiding and the crook of your neck and leaving soft open mouthed kisses only for him to relish in. As your whining turned louder, kazuhaβs groaning against you turned huskier in a way, needier if anything. You could feel him throb inside of you again, his cockβ that was gradually softening becoming hard yet againβ. "i love you." heβs cooeing into your ear, rough tongue licking a straight line from your neck to your collarbone, his hands acting along his wills. He was so far gone, you figured, he could barely form any sentences anymore. Only being able to concentrate and feel you engulf him, the veinsβ that decorated his shaft in an utmost delicate wayβ prancing over your abused walls which would result in you moaning deeply against his hold. Kazuha wouldnβt want to leave this position in a million years.
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RIP Kaeya Alberich who died from electro charge when he was fighting an electro lawachurl on water
a few years into your study at the akademiya, you find yourself in need of a new roommate - your own is graduating (finally), and sumeru rents are subsidised for students but are still more than you, a poor farmerβs child from liyue, can afford alone.Β
your roommate is not the only one graduating - youβve heard rumours that tighnari, the amurta student with a focus on botany with the big fox ears and soft fluffy tail, needs to find himself a new roommate too. heβs terribly popular; very smart and very dedicated, as well as being nice to look at and kind-hearted and willing to lend a hand whenever someone has genuine need. youβre sure he must be inundated with offers. youβve only spoken to him a few times - the two of you are in different darshans - but β¦ well. youβd be lying to yourself if you said you didnβt like him, and didnβt find him handsome, and wouldnβt like to get to know him betterβ
youβre very surprised when he approaches you - but he words it very simply. youβre quiet, and he needs someone quiet to room with. youβre hard-working, and he appreciates that about you. you have never treated him like heβs some mascot to be photographed and paraded about. youβre both the same age - early twenties, perhaps - and heβs heard rumours that youβre very good at what you do, so you might even graduate together β¦ will you be his roommate?
(and perhaps, a little part of him doesnβt understand why heβs chosen you, but does understand that you smell good and you look pretty and you make his thoughts turn to mush when he thinks of you too hard, make his cheeks heat and his tail begin to swish).Β
it goes very well. the two of you are suited for this roommate agreement; both of you do your shares of the cleaning, your shares of cooking (heβs a better cook than you, but youβre less likely to lock yourself in your room for hours on end when you get too into a project). you talk to one another and crack jokes and smile and share research - itβs going extremely well!
until one night you let yourself back in after a gruelling day - a practical exam, and youβre feeling fit to drop and aware youβre sweating, your hair plastered to your head, your clothes all messed up. you want to shower and then go straight to bed - but as you walk through the common area, you hear a high pitched whining. a whimpering noise - tighnari, and it sounds like heβs in pain. all other thoughts go out the window as you rush for his room, open the door, calling his name in concernβ
heβs in the centre of his bed clad in a too-large tank top and a pair of boxer shorts. his blankets and pillows and everything else soft in the room has been piled all around him, almost as if heβs nesting - and heβs cuddling his tail, whimpering, whining, his eyes blown wide and his mouth open to reveal sharp fangs and panting. when heβd heard you approach, though, his head had snapped up - and you meet eyes that are almost glowing in the dim dusklight of the window, as tighnari grits out (cheeks red, choking on his words);
βyou should close the door. you shouldnβt β¦ be here β¦β
his ears are flicking from side to side, and itβs hard for him to get out his words - they sound thick on his tongue. he breathes in deeply, and youβre horribly aware that you canβt smell pleasant, but tighnari just lets out a whine that sounds almost needy. you desperately try not to look at his bare shoulders, the toned thighs - but if you did, perhaps youβd notice how hard his cock is pressing against the front of the (flower patterned, cuteβ) boxers.
you protest. you say youβre worried about him, is he running a fever, you can get someone - you make the mistake of closing the door behind you. you make the mistake of approaching him, so that your scent wraps around him and envelopes every one of his senses (smells good, smells like you, wants to rub himself all over you until you smell like him β¦ you smell fertile. youβre a good candidate for his mate, so sweet so soft so nice so compatibleβ).
tighnari mumbles apologies even as he pounces on you, and even as youβre being dragged back to the nest heβs made on his bed. in between pawing at you heβs mumbling things; you smell so good, he needs you so badly, he never thought that it would be this bad β¦
something from one of your voluntary classes in the amurta comes back to you. something about the habits of wild animals, their breeding cycles - and about how male desert foxes go into rut states where they simply need to be inside of something and breed something. you hesitantly reach up, running a hand over tighnariβs silky soft ears in a way that makes him growl-moan-purr in his throat. you spread your legs in an open invitation.
later on, when his senses have returned to him, tighnari thanks you for helping him through his first rut as he noses at your shoulder and sighs, cheek rubbing against your bare skin so his scent marks you. fennec foxes, he tells you, mate for life.
Β β¦ that wouldnβt be so bad.Β
KINKTOBER DAY SIXTEEN
CUNNILINGUS + PUSSY SPANKING
who: genshin impact: kaedehara kazuha/f!reader
kinks: cunnilingus, pussy slapping/spanking, mean!kazuha agenda, orgasm denial, tongue fucking, wet&messy, mild dacryphilia
info: 682 words
summary: kazuha can be surprisingly mean when he wants to.
+ THIS BLOG CONTAINS DARK CONTENT.
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST.
Finding yourself laid out in bed with your boyfriend perched between your spread legs was nothing unusual. Kazuha was obsessed with eating you out, he told you all the time how it was always on his mind. He always craved to come home and drown in your perfect little pussy, he said.
Sometimes, however, he could be especially mean. When he was gone for a long time, pent up frustration from being away from you for so long manifested in the urge to absolutely ruin you.
Which is how you find yourself with your knees pinned against your chest, dripping little cunt vulnerable and on display as he slides his tongue between your folds. It rolls over your clit, trapping the little bud in his mouth. Your entire body twitches, heels kicking into his back where your feet are slung over his shoulders.
He glares at you through his bangs, hair messed up from where youβd been grabbing at it. When he pulls away for a breath, you whine at the sight of your slick connecting his face to you in sticky strands that break as he gets farther away.
βYouβre so messy,β he snaps, puckering his lips before spitting loudly on your exposed cunt. You whine at the feeling before he brings his hand down to meanly slap your pussy. The sound is loud and wet, your slick and his spit making it sting even more.
βK-Kazu,β you whine, tearily gazing down at him.
He grins, βYouβre so pretty when you cryβ¦β
He slaps your cunt again, making your back twitch up at the feeling before he leans back down to capture your clit in his mouth. You squeal at the soothing pleasure after the burst of pain, his experienced tongue circling and flicking the bud as you sigh and moan at the feeling.
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sending nudes in their office hours!
ft. albedo, xiao, heizou, kazuha
warning: masturbation, swearing, humiliation, use of toys, degradation, rough sex, spanking, choking, hair-tugging, praising. smut heavily implied.
heizou
shocked, very shocked. when he received a message notification from you, he expected it to be you sending a picture of watching crime documentaries like you usually do. but not this.
a very nude photo of you, handcuffed in the headboard of the bed, wearing his polo with a vibrator inside your pussy. the picture made him red, made him hard too, with a text βdo me like how you do the criminals, mr. detective~β
immediately finished what he is assigned to do and gave every single documents to the police and took his leave.
heβs gonna teach you a lesson for disturbing him while heβs busy solving cases in his office, so be prepared for one hell of a ride.
scenario
βah! heizou, please.. slow down!β you cried out, struggling as your wrists are handcuffed while being mercilessly fucked by the Shikanoin Heizou, βoh? why would I?β he teasingly said, cooing at your ears when he suddenly grabbed your hair and tugged it back. βI donβt give mercy to criminals, darling, I figure youβd know that before sending such vulgar messages.β he sternly said, gripping your handcuffed wrists and increasing his pace even more.
tears starts streaming down your face as another orgasm pulled through, screaming his name. βaww, look at how slutty you look right now.β Heizou chuckled, smacking your ass resulting for another orgasm to pull through. βhe-heizou.. please.. stop..β you begged, only to earn a laugh from the detective.
βI donβt listen to criminals beg, sweetheart.β and with that, he thrusted his whole length in, cumming deep inside your womb. your juices mixed with his dripping from your legs. you let out a long, exasperated moan when you felt him pull out.
βyou look so fucking hot like this.. I wonβt give you a break.β you felt the bed shuffling. he grabbed you by the leg and flipped you around, smiling at how your pussy is gushing out his semen. he took his phone from the lamp and stood up, pointing his phone camera at you
βI take pictures of criminals after I give them the taste of their own medicine, so smile wide for me, slut.β and so you did. and after that, he lunged towards you and fucked you again, his pounding making you orgasm everytime, you begging him to stop, but he couldnβt careless.
after all, you asked for this when you sent those pornographic pictures to him when he was at work, right? the least you could do is be thankful because he took his time to make you cry on his cock and dump loads of his semen in your womb, even if he has a line of criminal cases to solve.οΏΌοΏΌ
albedo
confused, to say the very least. you have always been that gentle, shy wife who is still shy to strip in front of his husband. but now.. you are sending him nudes, while heβs working on a new project?
he stares at the photo, where you use two of your fingers to spread your dripping pussy wide, using your other hand to cover your blushing face. your nipples lewdly perked up in the thin fabric. this made him breath deeply, his face heating up.
the text you sent after didnβt help with the erection hiding underneath his pants though, βwhy donβt you experiment on my body, bedo?β
oh he totally will. he immediately called Timaeus and Sucrose to take place for him and left in a flash, leaving the two confused because he never skips work.
scenario
βhmm.. I see.β he mutters under his breath as he watches you get ruined by two vibrating dildos inside of you, a smirk pulling up when you cry his name. βalbedo! when are you going to fuck me using your dick!β you moaned out. he tsked and sets the vibrator to the highest setting, making you go crazy.
βI will, after Iβm done experimenting on how much you can orgasm in an hour using technology.β Albedo said, tucking your hair behind your ears as he listens to your moaning voice like some sort of opera. βdonβt worry, love. you told me to experiment on your body, I am just doing what you asked~β he cooed in your ears, another orgasm coming through which caught Albedoβs attention.
βalright, just 3 more minutes, love. and Iβll give you my cock, alright?β he reassured you, patting your head as he went in front of you again. your gaze averted to his bulge, making you even more impatient on waiting to take his dick. βand 10 seconds..β and you came, again. he smiled warmly at you as he turns the vibrators off and took it from your soaking pussy.
βalright.. as promised.β Albedo finally let his dick spring loose, tip licking pre-cum as he positioned his dick at your entrance. β1 hour of using my dick.. lets see how much youβd orgasm from it.β he started his timer and plunged his dick inside your cunt, making you orgasm, again. βthat was quick.β Albedo chuckled deeply as he began thrusting inside your pussy in a missionary way.
β1..β he pulled his dick out, leaving the tip inside. the sudden thrust made you cum again, β2β each 4 pounding he gives your pussy, you cum. β3β and the counting goes on. his dick was still better than the vibrators, it always had. βhaah, 7..β his thrusts started becoming sloppy, was he near, too?
βah, you donβt mind if I breed you, right dear?β before you could nod, his thrust made your eyes roll back as he began reaching your womb, his dick reaching every pleasurable parts thatβs making you orgasm continuously with no stop. βiβm close..β one deep thrust and you felt his semen rushing down your womb, legs shivering as he held them up.
βI lost count of your orgasms, y/n. lets try again, I need an accurate calculation if I want to make a comparison between technology and raw.β oho you are hella fucked.
xiao
he is mad, hella mad. Xiao was showing a client some of their best ideas using his phone since he has forgotten his laptop, and your message notif popped up.
Xiao accidentally clicked it and wow, a picture of you riding your pillow naked was shown at the eyes of the client, even had a text that said, βbaby, I miss you.. come breed me please~β
the client ended up excusing herself and told him that they can meet up in another time, Xiao was frustrated because he couldβve really used the money when the client has accepted the commission, now.
so he immediately rushed home, his driving speed passing the speed limit. he is set on releasing his frustrations on you, so be prepared.
scenario
βyou fucking slut, you couldnβt have waited for me to come home, hmm?? you really sent me nudes when you know goddamn well that I was meeting with a client.β he tugged the leash of your collar, your hands gripping the bedsheet as he pounds into your sopping wet cunt, you canβt answer him because he placed a gag in your mouth.
βdid you really want attention that badly?β smack! his palm rebounded from your ass, earning a yelp from you. βyou do, donβt you?β he pulled your hair and made your back arch as he fucks deeper into you, βlook at your pussy tightening up..! ah, taking me in so fucking well.β his thrusts slows down yet went deeper, making you choke as another wave of orgasm hits you.
βstand the fuck up. Iβll give you the attention you fucking want.β you obeyed, legs shaking while trying to stand up. he lets go of your hair and pulled your wrists to your back, his dick still inside of you as he leads you outside of the balcony. βmake sure to scream my name, or Iβll make you.β he takes the gag out of your mouth, string of saliva connecting as he did so.
βxiao.. iβm sorrββ you let out a scream when he thrusted inside of you again, making xiao chuckle deeply as he watches your wrecked figure trying to hold onto the railing. βyeah, scream more! make them hear how much you like getting fucked in public.β he growled. you felt something churning in your stomach, and you know you are nearing your orgasm again. βxiao.. xiao!β you shout as you came again, Xiaoβs thrust becoming sloppy as he is nearing his high as well.
βmm yeah, yβwant me to breed this pussy right?β and one last thrust got you screaming his name continuously, legs quivering as you felt his cum trickle down your thighs. Xiao lets out a sigh and turned you around. carrying you as he lifts your other leg and placed it on his shoulders.
βwe arenβt done yet, iβm gonna fuck my semen into you and make you cry my name, all night long.β another thrust and it got you flying in heaven, your head falling back, drool coming out of the corner of your mouth. he actually did what he said, the whole night you were crying, moaning, screaming his name. you actually think youβd be pregnant on this one.
kazuha
he is currently using his phone to present the powerpoint lecture for his english class, when continuous notifications from you popped up.
he quickly turned it off as the messages you sent were quite.. vulgar. βkazuu~ when is your break? wanna get fucked in the office right now~β all of his students saw that message, leaving him completely embarrassed and he ended up ending the class early.
he gathers all of his belongings and immediately headed towards his office. you were there, pussy full in display for him to devour.
good luck.οΏΌοΏΌοΏΌοΏΌ
οΏΌscenario
βjust what were you thinking, darling?β another smack was heard across the room as Kazuha slaps your ass. βI.. i didnβt know you were using your phone-!β another spank was delivered, gasp leaving your lips as your fluid drips down to the floor, βi didnβt order you to talk.β he sternly said, giving your ass another slap.
βyou asked me, I was only answering..β you slurred, your head way too blurry to even think about anything. Kazuha sighed, unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxers as he positioned his dick in your entrance. βdonβt make a noise, unless you want me to get fired.β you almost screamed out when he thrusted inside of you with no warning, luckily, you were quick to cover your mouth.
βgood slut, now take this without making any noise, mkay? if you do, Iβll make sure to open the windows for the students to see how pathetic you look right now.β And there he started to move. his movements were slow, making you agitated, so you tried moving your hips to fasten it up. but he held you still.
βdonβt move, this is your punishment.β He commanded. you decided to just stay still as he enters in and out of you slowly. you started to yawn when he suddenly thrusts inside in a deep, rough pace, turning your moan into a scream. βwhy, I told you to stay quiet didnβt I?β he grabbed your arm, stopping his thrusts as he led you in front of his office window.
βah, look at you tightening up in my cock. is that why you sent me those messages earlier? for the students to see how much of a whore my wife is?β He opened the curtains and pushed you against the window. your boobs pressed against the glass as you watch the students see you getting fucked. βlook at them watching you, you like this? hm?β he delivered one powerful thrust which got you moaning like crazy,
βhah, those students taking a video of you..β he pulled your hair back, his dick hitting an even deeper spot as you continued to hold onto the wall for dear life, βI wonβt even wonder if you got yourself a sex tape roaming around the school.β you came once again, his thrusts not stopping as he lets go of your hair and only focused on his dick coming in and our of your pussy.
βyour pussy looks so lewd right now, look at your dripping cum. you came this much from just being seen by the students, huh? should I let them in the office and fuck you as well?β He chuckled deeply, you whined under his touches as he continued fucking his semen inside of your pussy.
βnext time, I will not hesitate to fuck you at the schoolβs gymnasium. do this again, I always keep my word.β
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#what was that, darling? what did you call me?
βhow do they react when you call them an endearment for the first time?Β
CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn!Reader
THEMES. fluff, new relationships kind of, nah just cute stuff
NOTES. i was honestly just inspired to make part 2 of this work of mine.Β itβs also similar to this one too (i just realized this now). i hope youβll like it! i kinda had a difficult time writing nowadays ngl, i think iβm becoming rustyβ¦ or just burnt out
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ZHONGLI had always been a calm and composed person through and through. With all that heβs been through in the millenia, there is very little that could surprise him by now. But it seems that the same couldnβt be said as he gets accustomed to the ways of mortal life. It was then that he begins to realize that humansβmortal life is full of unexpected events.Β
βDear, can you come here for a minute?βΒ
He supposes he should not have been surprised. After all, you two had been going out together far more often than not. It is safe to say that you both have mutual feelings towards each other.Β
Yet the calm touch of your voice lets the barriers he had put up in his soul slowly fade away as if the numbness of his scars had begun to recover from its wounds.Β
His hand finds your waist as he cracks a smile, βWhat is it, dearest?βΒ
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XIAO feels a rush wave of warmth travel to his face and his chest hammers almost in an instant. You said βthat wordβ so very smoothly, like it was made for your lips to utter to him.Β
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Hi! Could you write yandere headcanons for a mountain of smiling bodies?
βΈΈ T-01-75 (The Mountain of Smiling Bodies Yandere Headcanons) βΈΈ
(No Face went through rough times to be in Lobotomy Corporation...)
"From the death of hundreds, a single monstrosity was born."
βΈΈ The countless faces covering its body would appear inconceivable to anyone who looked at them. Withering, eyeless, and pale with death, it would be a miracle if anyone recognizes any of them to be their colleague's.
βΈΈ But just because humans couldn't, it didn't mean that the creature couldn't recognize any them. In fact, T-01-75 knew every single agent working in the facility, including the ones covering its body.
And you might just be the new addition to its collection.
βΈΈ T-01-75's obsession with a specific person would be rooted in the sole fact that it cannot eat them.
βΈΈ Try as it might, they were too durable, somehow always managing to best the Abnormality before it could pin them down and devour them.
βΈΈ Nothing says true love like wanting to be your darling's only killer.
βΈΈ T-01-75 would know its darling's scent, and would recognize it the moment another Abnormality dares to hurt them.
βΈΈ It's already bad enough for any and all agents to come to its containment unit injured (doing so will definitely lower the Qlipoth Counter).
βΈΈ But if you were someone T-01-75 is particularly attached to, it is 100% guaranteed that seeing any sort of injury on you will immediately send it on a roaring rampage of revenge (after it eats you, of course).
God forbid it if you were to die.
βΈΈ Will give you it's 'Smile' gift solely because it thinks your body is too weak. His gift gives you extra HP, and regardless of how your fortitude is, T-01-75 will always see you as fragile and fleeting.
βΈΈ Fleeting, because even though it can be hurt, maimed, and reduced to nothingness, T-01-75 will always live on.
βΈΈ So long as there are corpses, so long as there is meat and blood in this world, it will always come back.
βΈΈ But what about you? You, who is more than just the blood and flesh and bones that make up your body?
βΈΈ You would be gone.
βΈΈ Is it really difficult at all to understand why it wants to keep as much of your remains for itself?
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