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aeferfckr · 6 months
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really short but it afab!aether came to me in a dream (u didn't dream shit u just watched twt po-)
afab!aether. afab!reader. trans!aether (not mentioned). scissoring. pretend i mentioned the star shapes top surgery scars.
bumpin' coochies with aether sighh,, guy's dont even get me started.
he's gripping onto your thigh like a lifeline, trying to stay sane and on the ground with the mind breaking pleasure, threatening him to let loose.
he ruts onto your clit as his head cranes to leave open mouthed kisses on your ankle.
his moans fall out of his mouth, hot air steams from his mouth with every pant and whimper he makes
you're not fairing any better. his weight is pressing down onto your poor cunny and rubbing it with his own
your mouth hangs open but is covered by the back of your hand, not close enough to muffle your sounds, but close enough for your lover to pout
he drapes your leg over his shoulder so he can hold the very hand covering your mouth.
his whimpering voice makes it sound more as he was begging then reassuring you, 'you sounded beautiful, please, let me here more of you'
your fingers entangle with his own as your body shakes, you two share the last orgasm of the night.
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那维莱特 | NEUVILLETTE ; LEARN
summary | neuvillette finally shows you what an orgasm feels like with his tongue, too bad you want it with something else of his.
tags | nsfw (smut), fem!reader, slight corruption, loss of virginity, cunnilingus, vaginal penetration, semi-public sex, creampie, 3.3k words
a/n : pt 1 here --> teach, but can be read on its own! a gift for those who requested a part 2 hehe
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“i thought you said we weren’t going to bring this up again, neuvillette?”
well… it's quite unfair that he doesn’t reward you for the deed you’ve done. after all, the chief of justice should be ensuring fairness. it’s only equal if you get something in return. besides, you asked him to help you experience what an orgasm felt like, and he did agree.
but he really shouldn’t. that blowjob was a one-time thing, he made it clear. he didn’t want to corrupt you too much. can’t have you being too addicted to him and his cock, can you? but… then again. if he’s already indulged in your curiosity the first time, surely a second time wouldn’t hurt? only to help you learn, of course. its not everyday that he gets a chance to experience any sexual activities considering how busy he was. its not like he found anyone to do this with; until you came along. but he hasn’t even courted you, its so backwards. what happened to tradition?
“i believe it’s only fair that i respond to your interests in… learning about orgasms,” neuvillette responds, pulling off his gloves. “furthermore, you waited the whole night for me. it's wrong of me if i let you leave empty-handed, no?”
it's true; you stayed up all night just to visit him in his office once he finished his work. he’s been so busy nowadays, it's only at night when he truly has any free time at all. you feel a bit bad for intruding into his free time, but you barely had the chance to talk to him this whole week. little do you know, he doesn’t mind a single bit. not when its you. truthfully, he misses your consistent pestering too. he’s been drowning in so much work, he just couldn’t find the time.
you giggle at the seriousness of his tone. you didn’t necessarily visit him to ask for any sexual favours. he was the one who brought it up when you stepped into his office at 1am. well, maybe, just maybe, he was looking forward to it.
“so you’re gonna give me a mind-blowing orgasmー is what you’re saying,” you teased, and he chuckled.
“more than mind-blowing, y/n,” he corrects, making his way over to the sofa. “so much so that you’ll never forget your first. you have my word.”
seeing him so bound on making you feel good was attractive, to say the least. its the way that he kneels down, fingers free of his glove gently stroking your thighs, that has you drooling. it's insane how much his touches affect you, you’re sure he noticesー notices the way your legs part for him immediately. he didn’t even have to ask. he plants a kiss along your inner thighs, pushing them nearer to your chest. he doesn’t bite or suck; he’s just so gentle.
you squeak as he hikes your skirt up, face flushing red the moment his eyes focus on your covered cunt. “is… is this really okay, neuvillette?” you ask meekly. it's embarrassing how wet you got from him just kissing your thighs.
“foolish question,” he replies. while he understands it's your first time showing yourself to anyone, there’s no need to be embarrassedー not in front of him. he slides your underwear off, your glistening pussy on display. all for him to see, and taste. his thumb slides up your folds, collecting some of your stickiness. he has to have you.
you let out a gasp as his tongue settles onto your pussy for the first time, the warm muscle making you clamp your thighs around his head instantly. fuck, what was this feeling? he barely even made any movements, but you already feel like you’re on cloud 9. he flicks his tongue against your cunt, lapping up all the juices.
he sucks on your clit occasionally, making your whole body twist in pleasure. your thighs were clamped so tight around him, you thought you were suffocating himー not that he minded. “fuuuck, neuvillette,” you whined as he sucked particularly hard. his tongue experimentally dips into your hole, and you throw your head back. you felt tight even on his tongue; the confirmation that no one else has fucked your little hole just made his cock twitch.
neuvillette tongue-fucks you through the entire session, spreading your lips apart to get a better taste of you. he couldn’t stop himself; you tasted amazing. no other taste could satisfy him after this, he’ll need to eat you out everyday to feel fulfilled. “you taste absolutely divine,” he breaks away for a few seconds, before diving back in to taste your cunt once again.
he was addicted. you couldn’t help but feel something approaching, almost like you needed to pee. “waitー ahhー i feel weird,” you tell him, but he continues eating you out. he knew how close you were, and he wants to edge you so bad. just to tease you a littleー take the orgasm right out of your hands. but he won’t, not this timeー not your first time. he’ll let you enjoy every single moment of it. you deserve it after all.
“neuviー please, waitー fuck!” your legs shook as you reached your high, clenching onto his tongue and juices gushed out of you like a waterfall. your breaths quicken as he continues his administration, cleaning up every last bit of your cum. you taste so sweet, he would never get tired of it. in fact, he’s already planning to invite you to his office tomorrow; just so he can savor you once more. and maybe the day after. and after.
he finally pulls away, lips and chin glossy from your wetness. you take in the sight in front of you, and you blush. “so that’s what an orgasm feels like…” you trail off, and he wipes your juices off his face with the back of his hand.
“it felt good, yes?” he questions, standing up.
the erection in his pants was so obvious. you saw the outline of his cockー it looked like it was going to burst out of his pants from how hard he was. you blinked a couple of times as he handed you back your underwear. you were a little dizzy from how powerful that orgasm was, you don’t even notice him giving it to you. all you could focus on was how turned on you were from him getting hard from eating you out. your hole clenches around nothing, as you chewed on your lip. perhaps… you needed something inside of you.
“are you alright, y/n? you seem a bitー”
“can we…”
what?
oh, oh no. he knows what you’re going to say; he knows exactly what you’re going to ask for. thoughts are racing through his mind because he’s been thinking about this ever since the day you gave him a blowjob. he can’t allow himself to take your virginity, not here, not now. you’re barely ready to take anything inside of you, much less his cock. do you even know how big he is? oh, of course you didー so why are you asking this of him? he might tear you apart with that fat cock of his, and he definitely does not want to hurt you. and defiling you in his office? no, he’ll do it on his bed where you’re comfortable.
“…can we have sex?”
his eyes widened, thoughts doing a 180-degree flip when he hears those words come out of your mouth. it feels more surreal when you actually say it, when you actually ask him. he might’ve expected it, but that tone you asked it in was definitely… something. you asked so sweetly, it would be a crime to say no to you. someone as powerful as him, being so weak for you was something he’d never imagine would happen.
maybe he should really start thinking with his head instead of his dick; he’s so hard. he’d be a fool to not take your offer. to feel your cunt squeeze around him the moment his tip prods at your entrance, you’d probably whine and cry out from how big he was, nails clawing his back exactly the way he likes it. fuck, how tight you’d feel as he slowly inserts more of himself into you. would you even be able to take his entire length? it doesn’t matterー he’ll stretch you till you’re able to, till you can handle all of him.
but he knows better than to give into his desires so easily… right?
“i…” neuvillette is at a loss for words. he’s already too far in, its best that he stops at eating you out. but his dick is twitching in his pants, and your hands are reaching towards his beltー
“y/n,” he calls out, and you stop. “maybe not this time.” heavy emphasis on the word ‘maybe’, because any little thing you do might just change his mindー he’s that weak.
“why?” you pout, disappointment written on your face. your hand retracts, and he looks away. “you don’t want to fuck me?”
god, you… you and your vulgar words. so bluntly said as if you weren’t just embarrassed a while ago. you really think that he doesn’t want to fuck your brains out? “it's not that, love. it's just…”
“i can take it, if that’s what you’re worried about,” you smile, and he swore his heart started beating a little faster. it's silent, and you try again, hands reaching for his pants.
he doesn’t stop you this time.
your hands are already halfway through with unbuckling his belt, and you plead once more for any confirmation from him. “please, neuvillette? take my first?”
“fuck, alrightー okay,” he says breathlessly, his hands moving yours away as he unbuckles his own belt. he couldn’t take it, not when you were begging so nicely. it just shows again how hard it was to say no to you. he might give you everything you’ve ever wanted if you just asked.
“but you have to promise me,” neuvillette starts, unbuttoning and pulling off his clothes. “if i make you feel any discomfort, please voice itー”
his sentence gets cut short as you pull him down for a kiss. sometimes he just talks too much, you think. it was sloppy, tongues intertwining as he pushed you onto the sofa, crawling on top of you.
he breaks away from the kiss, hands hastily taking off your top. he pulls down your bra as he gets a glimpse of your bare tits. kisses work their way down your neck and onto your nipples, sucking and fondling each tit. you let out a moan when his hands slide down to your hips, pulling your skirt off.
“you are the most beautiful woman i’ve ever laid my eyes on,” he compliments, giving you a kiss on the forehead. your cheeks heat up. “really?”
“you think i, the chief of justice, would lie to you?” he asks, and you roll your eyes. he frees his cock from the constraint of his pants, and he presents himself, hard and erect all for you. he lets your hand roam around his body, finally landing on his cock. you give it a few experimental strokes, making him sigh. small drops of pre-cum leak out from the tip.
no matter how intimidated you were by his size, you were determined to take it. no way were you leaving tonight without your virginity taken.
he spreads your legs apart, sticking two fingers into your mouth. “suck,” he instructs, and you do. your tongue licks around his fingers, coating them fully with your saliva before he takes them out. one finger is inserted into you with no resistance, and he tries with a second one.
you moan at the pleasure as he pumps his digits into you, your wetness making it so easy to slide in and out. were you that turned on? it felt weird at first, but you got used to it quickly. it didn’t hurt or anything, but you definitely felt him stretching you out. he feels how tight you are, clenching around his fingers like you didn’t want him to take it out. but you did want something moreー this didn’t fill you up enough. “how do you feel, y/n?”
you hummed in response. “mm, it's not enough. i want something bigger,” you respond, and he takes his fingers out. he pops them into his mouth, tasting your sweetness once more. “i’ll give it to you. i’ll give you everythingー anything.”
he swallows as he lines his cock up with your entrance, seeing how big he was compared to your pussy. fuck, he might really tear you open. he spreads your pussy open with two fingers, his cock rubbing against your folds. “are you ready? take a deep breath for me.”
you heed his advice, nodding as you inhaled. he rubs his cock-head against your entrance a few more times, before he finally pushes the tip in.
you moan immediately, feeling the stretch of his cock. oh, he was big alright. it was only the tip, but you felt like he was going to split you in half. “so… mmhー big…”
its taking everything in him to not cum right now.
his head was spinning, it felt like he was in another world. he really just took your virginity, he really just deflowered you. did he even deserve this opportunity, to be your first? decades of not fucking anyone really heightened every feeling. you were so tight, he could barely move. you clenching around his fingers prior was nothing compared to this. his fingers on your waist grip harder, and he has to stop himself from even attempting to push his cock in any further.
“neuvillette? iー i said you can move,” you repeat. he must’ve not heard you. after all, his mind went blank the moment he pushed his tip inside of you.
“just a moment,” he clears his throat, panting as he dips his head into your neck. so this was what he has been missing out on? he might become addicted, and it's just the tip that's in you.
“you feel so good, fuck, i…” he mutters into your neck, slowly pushing more of his inches inside of you. you whine, hands wrapping around his neck. you have no idea how bad he wants to slam his entire length into you right now, but he stops himself. you felt so full, so fucked out, you could barely form a sentence. his cock was already hitting your cervix, but it still wasn’t all the way in.
“how are you feeling? tell me,” he demands, and you struggle to let out any words. “goodー great, i don’t know, please,” you mindlessly babble. you don’t even know what you’re saying ‘please’ to.
neuvillette starts painfully slow, dragging his cock in and out of you to let you get used to the feeling. the stretch was amazingー you didn’t know having a cock inside of you felt this good. it stung a little, but nothing too painful that you couldn’t handle.
he eventually picks up the pace, going faster once he sees that you’re starting to ease up. “want it faster?” he asks, and you nod eagerly. you could take it, and you wanted to feel all of him.
he throws both your legs over his shoulders, pressing them against your chest as he drills his cock into your tight cunt. the feeling of you clenching around him each times he thrusts into you has him feeling drunk. he fucks you so hard, yet so gentle at the same time; it doesn’t seem possible, but somehow it is.
your nails dig into his arms as he continuously pounds his cock into your hole. you’re ruined, and he likes it that way. the face you’re making right now has him groaning out. he doesn’t care that he’s in the officeー doesn’t care if anyone walks by and hears both of you moaning. you feel so fucking good around his cock, none of that mattered.
“y/n, you’re so tight,” he hisses, your pussy clamping onto him like a vice grip. he leans down to kiss you again, fucking into you harder.
you moan into the kiss, hands pulling at his hair when his cock hits a particularly pleasurable spot. he can’t lie, pulling on his hair makes his balls tighten. “so good…” you drool, and he smiles.
you couldn’t think about anything else but the way neuvillette’s cock was slamming into you so roughly. you could barely respond. it's like he was craving for this, like he was depriving himself all this time just for this moment. you felt your orgasm coming much faster than the first time.
“i’m gonna cumー neuvillette, ahh,” you moan, and his hands immediately reach down to rub at your clit. “yeah? enjoying yourself that much?” he teases, and you whine in response, and he pounds into you harder. you’re so close, so close…
“fuck!” you almost screamed out as your orgasm hit you. you see nothing but stars as your pussy clenches on his cock impossibly tighter than before, your eyes rolling back from the amount of pleasure that just washed over you.
“ohー fuck, y/n, this is…” his hip stutters at the sensation, warmth and wetness drenching his cock. you pant as he continues fucking into you, still feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm. he was chasing his own high too.
he needs to cum inside you, he won’t settle for anywhere else. he wants to see you squirm as his warm cum fills your insides. he wants to see that white ring of cum form around the base of his cock, watch it all leak out after as he struggles to stuff it back into you.
“let me cum inside of you, please, y/n,” he begs, and who were you to say no? the iudex of fontaine begging you? you’ll gladly allow him. you were planning on letting him even if he didn’t ask. “do it, i’m all yours, neuvillette.”
hearing those words were his final straw. “take it, fuckー take it all, oh,” he halts with one last thrust, dumping his load into you. white, milky cum fill your insides, warmth spreading throughout your lower half as you moan at the feeling. it almost felt comforting.
he continues depositing his cum inside your cunt, panting. he didn’t think he would cum this much, was he really that deprived of pleasure? he sees his cum leak from your cunt even though you’re stuffed full of him.
“my love,”  he calls, caressing your cheek, and a peck to your forehead. you shy away. “you.. you really need to stop calling me that.”
he raises his eyebrows. did you not like that? but he’s been calling you that all this time…
“before i ask whyー are you alright? i didn’t hurt you, did i?” he asks, concerned. you giggle, he’s always so caring. as expected of neuvillette.
“yes, i’m fineー great even,” you smile, and his expression softens at the assurance. “good.”
“just that… should you really be calling me that? i mean, i don’t hate it, if anything its the opposite, but,” you clear your throat. “we’re not even… together. unless its just, a one time thingー or something like that.”
“i understand,” he says, and you make eye contact with him. he looks gorgeous, covered in sweat but absolutely glowing. ah, focus. “my apologies for confusing you, but i do have intentions of courting you.”
oh?
“you do?” you ask, and he can’t help but laugh. “are you saying you haven’t seen the way i look at you, y/n? and whatever we’re doing now is… i wouldn’t do this with someone i didn’t have feelings for.”
you hum. “i mean, you haven’t exactly made a move, unless you consider this one?”
“well, this is slightly backwards, but tell you what,” he starts, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “come home with me, and i’ll plan something for the both of us in the morning,” he whispers into your ear like it's a secret. “how does that sound?”
“i… think that sounds lovely.”
ー @yuki-world
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aeferfckr · 6 months
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sigh,,, body worship with abyss!aether,,, that’s it thats the post
cw. body worship. fluffy fluffy smut. fem/afab!reader (im actually the one in the drabble). fem nicknames (sweet girl, angel, etc) cunnulingus. the slighest hint of asshole!aether. literally 666 words happy halloween.
he would be so soft, so gentle. his ungloved hands tracing the delicate curve of your abdomen, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. his lips quickly following suite.
he lifts his head to kiss your forehead, then slowly makes his way down. your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your lips (which he slightly lingers on), your cheeks, chin, neck, collarbone, nothing goes untouched by him
he only stops to focus on your rising and falling chest, taking a moment to stare at them. eventually he leans down to lick and suck on your left nipple as it shyly comes out of its home. as one hand plays and massage the other breast, the other draws shapes around your waist.
his mouth and his arm switches as he uses his teeth to softly twist the buds, your melted, practically liquid form from before stiffens up as his teeth made contact. soft sighs turn into whiney moans as you squirm in his grasp.
“no no no, sweet girl, relax.” he coos "it's all about you tonight.."
way easier said than done when every touch sends electricity straight down your spine. he resumes his prevoius administrations as his hands roam down to your vulva. he cups it as your mouth falls open.
“do you like it when i touch you here, angel?” he lifts his head from your boobs to say, his index prodding and lightly tapping at your clit.
“yhh,, yes.. please touch me there.”
he chuckles “there’s no need to beg sweet girl, i don’t have a single reason to not give you what you need”
his pace is slow, painstakingly slow. he slowly lifts your legs to reveal your glistening cunt, he slowly rubs his thumbs over your inner thighs, he slowly licks his lips and coats his fingers with your slick, slowly bringing it to your bud to slowly start massaging it. he’s driving you up a fucking wall.
you were about to tell him to speed up then he inserts one finger into you. the small stretch and the friction of his battle kissed fingers made your jaw drop and a guttural moan escape your lips.
aether laughs as he twists his thumb to press on your clit
"you sound so cute, my love. never hide your sounds from me"
he stops his attack on your bundle of nerves and lowers himself onto you. removing his finger, he licks a flat stripe up your vagina. the wet muscle causes your toes to curl and your hands to fly to his head.
he circles his tongue around your clit, suckling on it. one finger became two as he steadily pumped himself into you, twisting and exploring to look for the specific spot that makes you scream. his other hand roamed your body to tweak your erect nipple.
you were on cloud nine. no, beyond that. stratosphere ten? ugh, forget it. at the end of the day you felt great. you were too drunk on pleasure, too hypnotized by aether's onslaught on your pussy. you didn't even realize (nor did you care about) the clear line a drool coming out the side of your mouth.
you release came like a crashing wave, your legs close over aether's head as your hands grab at his hair. your mouth hangs open and you scream as your back arches off the bed. aether doesn't stop though, going slower to help you ride out your orgasm.
you pant heavily as your vision clears. you blink away tears and the dizziness to be met with aether licking his fingers and wiping off his mouth.
"my love, my star, you did so well.." he leans over to kiss you once more.
"allow me to continue to pleasure you."
your mind wasn't fully recovered enough to process the last statement in time, because the next thing you know another bolt of pleasure courses through your veins.
you scream out his name out of pleasure and the slightest bit of annoyance.
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aeferfckr · 8 months
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 us not being able to reply to comments using the blog a posted it from is a crime
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aeferfckr · 8 months
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what if i made a kinktober event hands over mouth emoji
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aeferfckr · 8 months
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very few. because reader (me) has sensory issues and would shrivel up and die the second they feel grass. but since you are not me, i feel like it happened once.
aether would have to be beyond pissed to not wait until he gets home. yes, you volunteered to do this but he's not the type to neglect your comfort for his own desires. like this one time...
you two just came from an escorting commission. some snotty old man wanted body guards for his snotty son to send him to a snotty party.
one strike for aether
he also complained throughout the whole trip - "my feet hurt! this journey is taking so long!", "the likes of you wouldn't be able to dream about attending an event like such! just look at your attire.", "my father might have hired some of the most boring bodyguards EVER. you barely say anything, you talk way to much, and you..."
another strike for aether
the final strike was the worst one.
now, aether was never the jealous type. he always reasoned things out before letting his emotions get the best of him. but there was one thing he just couldn't stand, people trying to take what's his.
he demands a break and as soon as he gets it he uses it to try and mingle with you, leaning frustratingly close to you on a nearby tree. every time he talks about the party he never fails to comment about how stunning you would look in formal attire, the way how a corset would bring the look together excellently.
and the most maddening attempt was degrading everyone in the party, but you.
"...you are wasting your true potential associating yourself with these.. people. if we were to be wed, you would be much suited for a soft, lavish life."
aether didn't speak for the rest of the comm, not that he had anything to say anyways
as soon as the doors closed and the brat sealed inside, he shood away paimon, took you by the hand and let you to the nearest forest - not his first choice of location, but it'll provide some sort of privacy.
you could tell that he was pissed from the way that he squeezed your arm, his nails slightly digging into your flesh as he drags you along the greenwood.
pining you against a tree, his anger blatantly obvious, he whispers (it was more of a growl, really. his teeth clenched together as he spoke) into your ear,
"i didn't like how that guy was chatting you up."
his gloved hands start to roam your body as he leans down to spawn dark hickeys on your collarbone. as soon as you sigh he devours it with a kiss.
"you're mine. and everyone needs to know that."
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aeferfckr · 8 months
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im so sick and tired of the "oh abyss!aether would be super rough while trav!aether would be gentle and caring🥺" bullshit. LIKE ITS SO CLEAR THAT ITS THE OTHER WAY AROUNDDDDUH.
abyss has been through years of stress and torment — traveling throughout teyvat, learning its dark secrets and actively fighting against them can really ware down someone.
abyss would see sex as more intimate, as a way to recharge his ever draining battery. two souls mixing together as one to form a bond that not even celestia can tear apart.
the both of you come together under dimming candlelight, intertwining with each other on silk satin sheets. every touch, every kiss, is gentle. the complete opposite of his usual routine of being the stern prince of the abyss.
he has always had enough time, so would it be that bad if he puts a portion of it aside to worship his royalty?
trav on the other hand is constantly looking for his next adventure. if he ever desires to reunite with his sister, he needs to traverse the lands of teyvat, leaving not one stone unturned.
as said earlier, the stress of it all weighs him down. it was always up to you to relieve it— a small task you have given yourself over the course in which you journeyed with him.
he tried so hard to control himself when you first made love, to not show you how frustrated he really was with this archon damned world. all restraint he had left his body as soon as he heard you mumble 'faster..'
so he hopes that you won't hate him if he decided to let loose a little more.
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he's so drunk on the feeling of your pussy around his cock that despite going on for who knows how many hours, with all the strength he has, he keeps pounding into you. begging you to let him continue fucking you until he really can't anymore. he doesn't want the feeling to end, he doesn't wanna be separated from you. he wants to fill you up until his cum overflows from your pretty cunt.
"...one last roundㅡ ah! feels so... so good... want more... more of you, please?"
kazuha, venti, aether, tighnari, albedo, thoma, diluc, kaveh, zhongli, xiao, gorou, heizou, dainsleif ♡
praises you sooo much. calling you his 'good girl' and tells you that you're doing so well as you take all of him deep inside your dripping wet pussy. he makes sure you're comfortable first and 100% okay with it. his thrusts are gentle, sweet, and slow but the way he reaches your deepest areas with ease drives you crazy. to which he responds by giving you more and more, fucking you faster each second.
"you're doing so well... fuck! just like that... good girl, taking me in so well..."
kazuha, kunikuzushi, thoma, ayato, diluc, albedo, childe, tighnari, zhongli, pantalone, baizhu ♡
degrades you to oblivion. fucks you so hard and so good. literally turns you into a hot, drooling, whimpering, moaning mess for him right then and there. would probably laugh at your state too, calling you a pathetic and needy whore. but you're his pathetic and needy whore <3 choking you and spanking you every now and then. would even slap your pussy or pinch at your clit after you cum since he knows how sensitive you become after an intense orgasm. throughout the hours of the night, he kept fucking you with that same exact fast and rough pace, not slowing down or stopping. no, that's for the weak.
"you love it when i fuck you like this, yeah? the way your greedy cunt sucks my cock in is so fucking addicting. you really are a slut for me, huh?"
scaramouche, childe, kaeya, ayato, cyno, heizou, itto, kaveh, alhaitham, dottore, capitano, pierro, pantalone, dainsleif, abyss!aether ♡
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(might've missed someone in the tags idk i'm like half awake rn i can't tell 😭)
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aeferfckr · 9 months
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buckle bunny
omg omg so I know I talk a lot about cowboy!reiner’s partner being this adorable housewife that bakes cookies and always dresses in cute outfits but I am thinking sooo hard about him meeting (y/n) in their younger days and she was wild! I’m talking baddest bitch walking, hopping out of her lifted truck with long nails, 40 inches to the ass with Wrangler booty shorts and a camo crop top. “Man, who is that?” He’s out with his friends at the bar, drinking and he sees this woman, busting out her jeans because the ass is sitting, thighs are thick and she’s killing every girl in there. You’re on the floor dancing, flirting and chatting up every dude that walks your way but not giving them more than a minute of your time. Because he’s where your attention is. His face is visibly red from how insanely attracted he is to you. He wants to approach you, say something…but his confidence is not up to par for that. You can clearly see him stealing glances from across the room, nervously nursing his beer but it’s not until it’s your turn to hop on the mechanical bull and when you start twirling around on that saddle..poor boy breaks into a cold sweat! He’s standing there in his Carhartt shaking like a freight truck. Once you finish, there’s no doubt in his mind he has to see what’s up. But before he can even walk your way..you curl your tongue over those pretty plump lips; shooting him a wink to let him know you’ll be riding him next.
so it comes as no surprise when you make your way through the bustling crowd and makeshift line dance forming near the bar, he’s surprised to see you come talk to him because no woman has ever approached him and so boldly. He loves it! “Don’t think I’ve ever see you around here before.” “I could say the same.” Fluttering those 25 MM lashes as you took a sip from your Red Dixie cup. Long nails curling it and boy, could he only dream about it being him you’d lick on like that. It’s not long before you’re running game on the shy country boy with the deep voice and sexy southern drawl. Sitting in his lap while playing with his stubbly beard..thinking about how you’ll be sitting on it before the night’s done. He compliments your dancing and how well you rode that machine. “Thanks, darling. I got a lot more skills than that.” A hand coiling your waist and an open Budweiser in the other, Reiner finally has enough of that liquid courage to ask you to go for a late night ride with him. A customary sign of a crush in these small town parts.
an hour later and your tight little outfit is sprawled all over the floorboard of his F-150. Fingernails dug in between his blonde wefts as he glided his tongue up and down that exposed clit. Flicking his tongue all around your folds and devour that sweet cunt. You’ve made a mess of those leather seats that he just replaced in his old beater but it’s just fine by him..as long you keep coming all over his face. “Shit!…I didn’t expect you to be like this, Mr. Reiner…” laughing as you cover your mouth in shock from being forced into squirting twice. He’s so impressed that he can’t stop kissing and caressing on that pretty pussy. “Stick around, sugar. There’s more where that came from.” You always knew the quiet ones were the type to look out for but he was no joke. So after returning the favor and sucking him up with your ass nearly seated on his dash, he finds himself stroking that big, thick cock in his palm, waving you towards him. “So about those tricks, darling? Why don’t ya’ climb on top of me and show me what you can do?”
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aeferfckr · 9 months
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ABYSS!AETHER SMUT DRABBLE. gender-neutral reader. <3
begging, unprotected sex, mentions of scratching and leaving marks, overstimulation, pet names (love, darling) !!
this is ALSO related to my first ever smut drabble, and i.. am once again feeding the same friend : grin :
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“aw, love.. you can’t go another around?” the blonde-haired, former traveler stared down at you, a glint that hinted lots of mischievous in his eyes. “i’m sure you can. for me?” the abyss prince hummed, leaning toward you as his hips snapped against yours, sending jolts throughout your body.
“a- aether, too much..” you whimper out, clutching onto his bare back and digging your nails into it, sure to leave marks later on. he didn’t care, and neither did you. in fact, he adored when you left such marks.
“darling.. it isn’t too much, i promise. i wouldn’t hurt you, hm? you know that.. trust me. one more?” he smiled at you, changing your mind almost completely from your former thoughts to new ones.
“ah, y- yes.. please! i want you so badly!” you cry out, clutching onto him tighter. he chuckled at you, knowing that he was lying to you.. this was not going to be the last round. there would certainly be more than just one more in your near future.
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LAST NIGHT'S ENGAGEMENT
you blink once, then twice, then another time for good measure. 'if this wasn't your ceiling', you ponder as your eye scans across the room you are in, 'then...' "where the fuck am i..."
content warnings. nsfw, reat at ur own risk. afab!reader (no pronouns specified). one night stand. semi public sex. fingering. finger sucking. mating press. shapeshifting. nicknames (windblume, my love)
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your vision slowly unblurs as you open your eyes before sqiunting them shut again from the bright sunlight. you definitely slept in this morning as you try to reach over to your phone.
as soon as you fully extend your arm, your whole body shudders as it cramps up. maybe you slept wrong, or your arm just decided to plot against you. nevertheless, you check the time on your phone — 11:53.
you have work.
well, you had work
you tried to jump out of bed to get ready, but your body punished you very quickly. your legs didn't have the strength for you to swing them around the bedside, and you just ended up cramping your thigh harder.
you manage to shuffle back onto your pillow as you breathe a deep sigh. you look up to the unfamiliar ceiling above you, trying to find a path through the several curls and swerves engraved in its–
wait... unfamiliar ceiling?
you blink once, then twice, then another time for good measure. 'if this wasn't your ceiling', you ponder as your eye scans across the room you are in, 'then...'
"where the fuck am i..."
"aa-aah, fuuckkk!"
with the sudden clarity, you realize that there is someone else in this strange bed with you from the weight on the other side of the bed. their body slowly rising and falling as they sleep, their back flexing in their sleep.
"who is this?" you wonder out loud, trying ti get a good look at husvface without your body cramping...
he draws circles along your clit as he purrs into your ear, sultry words of pure filth pouring out of his tongue like honey. you squirm and mewl, sandwiched between his body and the wall. your senses being overwhelmed by the pleasure and the base boosted music in the background.
however, he seems to be more focused on your moans
"tch tch, you're making too much noise, darling. what if people downstairs hear? oh no, we can't have that~"
your cries quickly muffled as he sticks his fingers down your throat. he rubs the texture of your tongue with his index,
"come on now. suck it, would ya?"
your pitch soars as he explores both your pussy and your mouth. your legs buck as he pulls your skin to form dark hickeys, vision blurring from tears. your eyes cross and your tongue lolles out as you cum...
you audilby gasp at the sudden memory and shiver at your sudden reaslization - you were ass naked. the same dark spots plus more litter your neck and collarbone.
you look over to the person that you supposedly slept with as your eyebrows furrow. he looks nothing like him.
he had shaggy brown hair, gorgeous gambogeish grey eyes that stared into your very soul, and was well built. the person who lies beside you doesn't have any of these features.
you furrow your eyebrowns as the gears in your brain churn, you've definitely seen this guy before.
very rarely, but still.
he's the bard that sings drunkenly in angel's share. his lyre in one hand with a glass of dandelion wine or a pint glass of beer in the other as he sings his drunken heart away — with the occasional interruption of a hiccup, of course.
the bard makes a small noise in his sleep as he turns to face you in the bed, his eyebrows are tense, and he tries to sink impossibly further into the warmth of the bed.
he looks angelic.
maybe it's his soft skin the squishes against the pillow under him, or the slight glow of the teal tips of his hair. you don't know, and frankly — you don't care. he can not be real right now.
you want to reach out to touch him, touch the angel that has descended from heaven onto your weary soul, to thank him. to praise him.
as the tip of your finger touches the tip of his nose, a lusty moan is pulled from your lips.
your knees are raised to your face as the stranger plows into your hole. it's painful, it hurts, it burns.
oh, but it burns so good.
he pulls your trembling body to the edge of the bed as he traces his slim fingers along your cheek,
"why are you running away, windblume? i thought you wanted this."
his sly mouth and coy tone makes you shrink into your hands out of embarrassment, to which they are quickly pulled away by him and is replaced by his tongue.
his tongue explores every cavern of your mouth while you lay there and take it. he starts up his merciless pace again as you hrab at the roots of his hair.
"are you satisfied, my love? this is exactly how your little knight crush would do it, riiiight?~"
you were crying at this point, everything felt too good.
"nnggh.. nooo, i- hah."
"'you' what?, i can't understand you." he says as he parts the heated kiss, placing his palm to your jugular and squeezing ever so slightly
"you're... hah.... better"
"oh? am i, now?"
you then start to babble on about how good he is, how good you felt, how this is much better than you expected with him.
you look at him with teary eyes — albeit your vision is blurred, you can still make out his brown hair, and the small dots of gambogeish known as his eyes. you smiled as you finished.
your vision blurred even more, but something seemed off about your knightly crush. the tips of his hair seemed to glow a strong teal, his skin getting fairer, and his face becoming impossibly more coy.
before you could comment on how different he looked, he came in you. the feeling of him inside you drew you straight off the edge as you lost consciousness...
you quickly draw back your hand to cover your agape mouth, a loud gasp following after.
'so.. he.. what the hell..' your brain tailed to wrap around the possibility that this bard has become.. holy shit.
your heart nearly fell out of your chest when you heard someone sigh, but it was the bard looking right up at you.
"good morning, windblume. i hope you rested well after last night's engagement~"
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aeferfckr · 9 months
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finally made a carrd for this blog hhhhhh
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aeferfckr · 9 months
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TWO FACED | SCARAMOUCHE
- IN WHICH: kunikuzushi is the perfect boy, maybe a bit too perfect. but things seemed to have changed after he took a hit to the head...
contents: NSFW!! slight degradation
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⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆
if it was anything you hated, it was stability. you hated when things became calm, and peaceful, when things would go too smoothly. you need the constant thrill of something new and exciting, something unknown.
and your relationship with kunikuzushi was anything but. you didn't like how you thought this way though because he really is a sweet guy. if anything, he was perfect.
but that's what you didn't like about him. he was too perfect. there were never any real bumps in your relationship. all problems would be solved with a heartfelt apology from him even if it wasn't his fault, you'd never catch him flirting with other girls, he never got jealous, mad, and he refused to rough handle you in bed, no matter how much you wanted him too.
so with a lot of thinking, you built up courage to finally admit to yourself.
this relationship isn't going anywhere.
that's why you were going to break up with him today. on your six month anniversary.
you didn't want to become the villain in your love story, but you refused to hurt him further.
he took you out to fine dining, and couldn't stop staring at you from across the table as you fiddled with your dress that hugged your body in all the right places. his face becoming red when you finally looked up to meet his eyes, prepared to break the news.
"so, kuni..." you trailed off, wondering if this was the right thing to do. lost in thought, you noticed a couple that occupied the table behind the two of you arguing. you bit your bottom lip in fear that you guys would end up like that after this conversation.
kuni placed the menu down on the table, giving you his full attention. "yes my love?"
but you didn't stare into your mirror all night practicing this for nothing, so you had no choice but to just say it. "there's no right way of saying this, but i think we should b-"
however, your sentence was quickly cut off when a plate came flying from behind kuni and being too late to warn him, he was now knocked out cold.
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it was now 11:00 at night on your six month anniversary and you're spending it watching your boyfriend nap in your bed. after that very embarrassing incident at the restaurant you decided to just go home, of course, bringing an unconscious kuni back with you was definitely a hassle as he's way heavier than he looks.
"people need to start having public decency." you mumbled to yourself as you loosened your hair from its original updo.
you stared at kuni through your mirror as he slept. you hated how along with his perfect personality, he also had a perfect face. it made this whole breaking up thing a lot harder.
you walked over to kuni and sat on the bed next to him, running your fingers along his face, trailing them against his jawline. the same way you would when he'd softly plant small kisses against your lips as soon as he woke up from naps.
you held your hair behind your ear as you leaned in closer to him.
just one kiss. you thought. remind me why i fell for you.
"what the hell do you think you're doing?"
his voice was rough, and his tone was fierce. the sudden change caused you to jump up. you watched as kuni's usual warm comforting gaze became cold and unwelcoming, his brows furrowing at the sight of you so close.
something wasn't right.
you turned away and stood up out of embarrassment. "o-oh! you're awake finally!" you said, voice quivering. "i'll go now--"
before you were able to walk off, he swiftly grabbed your arm, forcefully pulling you back onto the bed. this time with you underneath.
he hovered himself over you, using his darkened eyes to mentally undress you. you tried to bury your face in your hands to block his intense gaze but it was to no avail as he pinned both your hands above you, using his other hand to cup your chin, forcing you to do nothing but look at him.
"hm, you're actually quite attractive." he said, turning your face to examine each side. "--but tell me, do you usually go around kissing unconscious people?"
"...no, it was my first time."
chuckling at your response he leaned in to whisper in your ear. "so should i punish you?" his voice tickled your ear, causing shivers down your spine. it made one thing clear.
this wasn't kunikuzushi.
"who are you?"
he lifted himself up, fully sitting on top of you. the thin material of your dress making it impossible not to feel him harden above you. "who am i?" he said, repeating your question. "i'm not fond of small talk. how about i just show you who i am."
before you could respond his lips clashed against yours. the kiss instantly became intense as his tongue explored your mouth finally intertwining with yours as you kissed back. you felt his grip on your hands tighten everytime he'd teasingly bite your tongue, causing you to release a soft moan which only excited him further.
the kiss was hot, sensual-- lustful. it wasn't what you were used to, and that made you crave him even more. you wanted to explore this new feeling until you were satisfied and the friction of your tongues wasn't enough so you began to grind your hips against his, his hardened member tickling against your clothed clit.
"are you insane?" he moved his hands down to your waist, holding it in place. "don't move without permission, you're being punished."
"but i want it...now..." you said, trailing your finger up his shirt and along his chest.
"i understand now." he scuffed. "you're used to always getting what you want. you're spoiled. so fine then." he grabbed your arm and flipped you on top of him. as he sat against the bedframe you could feel the tip rub against you through your panties, begging for an entrance.
"you can ride me until i'm satisfied." his hands explored your thigh until they met your hips, squeezing them firmly. you winced out of pleasure at how tight he held you. "but if you start slacking, i'll hurt you."
you nodded and began to unzip his pants, however you were abruptly stopped when he flicked your fingers away. "looks like i didn't clarify. you're riding me through these clothes." he said, thumbing your clit through your panties. "spoiled bitches don't deserve my dick."
he was basically torturing you at this point. though, for some reason, you didn't mind. in fact, you enjoyed it. you wanted to see how far he would go.
"go on."
you slowly began to start rubbing yourself against his throbbing cock, the wetness of your panties making it easier to move yourself up and down. "fuck yes-- like that--keep going just like that." he hummed in between his erotic pants. his head swung back in pleasure as you held his shoulders to keep the pace.
the way he would grip a handful of your hair from the back of your head to pull your head backwards forcing you to let out all the sounds you tried to conceal drove you crazy. he knew what he wanted and he would get it, by force.
your vision started to become blurred as you were overcome with pleasure. the sound of your heart beating began to ring louder than the soft moans and deep breaths that harmonized between the two of you. occasionally he would bite his bottom lip or cover his mouth to hide just how erotic and high pitched his voice could become.
"please. please let me put it in-- i need it kuni..." you whined, leaning into his shoulder.
clicking his tongue out of annoyance, he shoved two fingers inside your mouth causing you to almost choke. "show me how much you need it by shutting the fuck up and riding my dick the way i told you to." he sternly said.
"--by the way." he pulled you only centimeters away from his face, scolding you with his piercing gaze.
"call me scaramouche."
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aeferfckr · 9 months
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i get reading smut in public like light work no reaction🤷‍♀️ but WRITING smut in a cafeteria when someone's who detinetly snuck achohal into his water bottle is singing at the top of his lungs smile for me jamaica? SHAME TO NO END
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aeferfckr · 10 months
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so my shit is getting flagged because people are reporting it???? or does tumblr just hate me???
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aeferfckr · 10 months
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do you guys think that if childe was recording you suck his dick then he'd flip the camera and go "😗🤟"
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aeferfckr · 10 months
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i’m so into the thought of your “best friend” just pressing you into the bed, making out with you.
it starts off as a slow afternoon. the sun was shining directly into your room with a nice summer breeze entering through the crack of your window. your favorite album is quietly playing on the record player somewhere in the corner. and there lies a handsome boy, right on top of you, dancing his lips on yours as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever do.
he excuses this as a way to pass the time. lazily make out with one another until the heat from the summer and your hormones becomes too bothersome and you’re whining for him to pull away.
his tongue traces against your bottom lip before gaining access to your mouth. teeth gently knock into each other every once in a while the more he tilts his head. any onlooker would probably think he’s trying to devour you whole— and for a split second, you would’ve believed it.
he swallows all of your small sounds, every sigh, moan. it’s all claimed by him with no chance of you owning up to it completely.
this is the part where hands wander and your bodies readjust themselves. large hands slide from your hips down to the backs of your knees, pushing them up and out so he can slot his hips in the space. your cotton shorts slide up even further from the new position and right against your clothed cunt do you feel the hardness of his dick pressed up right against you. your smooth legs wrap around his waist to keep him trapped there while your hands slide up to the back of his hair.
you moan quietly against his lips at the new position, silently craving more but you didn’t know where to even begin asking for it.
it’s fine though. your best friend’s got it covered.
he pulls his lips away from yours to allow you to catch your breath, a thin string of saliva connects you two together before inevitably snapping away. you don’t get to properly look at him before he’s diving back down, peppering kisses against your check and all the way down to your sweaty neck.
it’s so hot in there.
a large hand slides its way up and under the tank top you were wearing. the heat from his hand almost feels scorching but that sensation fizzles out to pleasure once it reaches your breast. this is usually how far this goes before he stops completely, but there’s no end in sight this time around. your nipple is teased with his thumb rubbing against it every once in a while and causing it to pert up against his ministrations.
at this time, your moans have picked up much more. your head is pressed against your pillows and your rocking your hips against his without fully realizing it.
he doesn’t realize that he already has begun to grind down into you, offering the both of you some reprieve this way.
the heat becomes more pertinent when he breathes against your neck. his lips found a new spot to assault for a little while but this is a certain spot that has you keening. your body temperature has undoubtedly gone up higher and you can now feel the sweat beads forming against your pores.
you breathe his name out airily, squeezing the strands of hair that find themselves tangled between your fingers. but he doesn’t answer, opting to move his lips and tongue against any skin he finds.
again, you try his name but a little firmer. finally getting the hint, does he pull away to look down at you with far away eyes, struggling to bring himself back to his current reality.
“hm? what’s wrong?” he initially asks, bringing his hand from under your shirt to to cup your cheek. “‘s too much for you?”
quickly, you shake your head. “no, not that,” is all you say, legs tightening against him. the movement causes him to grunt slightly. “what is it then?”
“‘m really hot,” you whisper, pouting up at him. it’s only then does he realize the heat in the room. the once opened window does nothing to stave off the warmth emanating in the air, nor the rising heat from the skin to skin contact your bodies are making. there’s even hair sticking to his damn forehead from how hot he is.
he blinks a couple of times before nodding. “let me turn close the window and get the AC going, yeah?” he reasons.
while yes, it would be good to get some cold air circulating, he just wants to be between your legs again and making out with you. even if it doesn’t lead to anything more.
before he can move off of you, you grab his elbows. “just take your clothes off…” you say, albeit desperately.
“baby…”
“it’s fine. i promise. ‘s just me,”
“i know, i know. but we can’t go back after i get you completely naked,” he starts, eyes trailing down the bead of sweat that slides from your jaw to the base of your neck. “might not be able to stop myself at that point.”
you reach up from the bed to kiss him a couple of times, each of which he reciprocates immediately. “i don’t want you to, dummy.” you giggle. “if you don’t do anything, i swear to god i might implode or something.”
a devilish grin appears on his face at the implication. “been holding out on me, baby. if i knew i left you like this, i would’ve gotten you naked a long time ago.” he finalized his statement by sitting up, sliding his shirt off completely.
“we can make up for loss time starting now,”
“oh, i plan to sweetheart.”
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kaeya, childe, kazuha (biased), hinata (extremely biased), bokuto, sugawara, KUROO, atsumu, gojo, toji, sero, shindou, steve harrington, eddie munson, your other favs ofc <3
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