𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭
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Fandom: Honkai Star Rail
Blade x Reader
Warnings: Profanity, Sexual Content, p in v, cockwarming (? Idk not really), Blade’s name is Ren, afab!reader
Word count: 1.6k
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You made potions for living. Well, more like- elixirs, soothing, calming ones, but most of your clientele had begun to call them “potions” to the point of you giving up on trying to correct them. Your clientele, being the Stellaron Hunters.
Kafka had sought you out, after hearing your reputation for creating some of the most effective elixirs there was, and after that she’d begun ordering from you almost weekly. You weren’t surprised- they were Stellaron Hunters, after all. You wondered how they wouldn’t burst without some form of relaxation.
Blade would come up once a week to pick up some elixirs. You’d talk, maybe, and over the time you had grown close from those small conversations, which grew in length and depth over time too.
“How’s Kafka?”
“She’s fine,” came the short reply.
Closer.
“How was your mission?”
“Fine.” His eyes were more tired than hard today. You handed him the bottle.
“Good luck on your next one.”
His eyes roamed your face. “…Thanks.”
Closer.
“So. Blade.”
He looked up, confused by your definitive, obscure sentence.
“Any other name? A real name.”
His eyes locked onto yours, burning, and you wondered if it was a good idea to ask him in the first place. “You can use Ren,” he said cautiously. “If you must.”
“Ren,” you murmured, testing it out on your tongue. You smiled at him. “I’ll see you around.”
He hummed, already turning to leave, face tilted away from you.
Closer.
“How’s business?” He was the one initiating the conversation this time. It surprised you, pleasantly.
“It’s good. Sold more than usual. Maybe I’ll be able to move out of this tiny ass apartment.”
His finger ghosted across the ring of the bottle you had just handed him. “That’s good.” His eyes flicked up to meet yours. “If you move, you’ll tell me? I mean-“ his voice abruptly stopped as he hastily corrected himself. “You’ll tell us?”
You smiled, faintly. “Yes, Blade, I’ll tell you.”
The colour that rose to his cheeks was barely visible as he turned away to leave.
Close enough.
Frankly, you just wanted to get your back blown by him, but you weren’t exactly going to admit it, were you?
You definitely weren’t going to admit it now, as he stood in your doorway, both your hands outstretched- yours to give, his to receive.
“You’re bleeding,” you uttered, hand freezing over the bottle. He stiffened, more than he was already, which was amazing in its own right. “Blade, come inside.”
You didn’t want to ask too many questions.
You saw his jaw lock into place as he stepped back. “I don’t need-“
“Ren, come inside. Let me take care of you.” The words sounded awfully wrong on your tongue, and you bit your lip to shut yourself up. His eyes flew to the action. What the hell were you saying? It sounded weird. Stop it. Stop.
A few seconds ticked by painfully.
He shifted, and stepped inside, into the doorway. You looked up in surprise. His eyes flicked up and down your body, and you stiffened under the intensity of his gaze, all the heat in your body pooling in one specific place.
“Well,” you said, slightly breathless. “Let me just… get some stuff.”
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“Ren, what is the meaning of this?”
His arm wasn’t bleeding. There was a small scar where the cut was meant to be, a scar to match the rest of the ones littering his exposed upper half, shirt and other articles of clothing lying on the sofa next to him.
He looked up at you, adam’s apple moving as he gulped, and it struck you that he looked nervous. His eyes flicked away, face returning to its usual stoic look.
“You’re not bleeding,” you pointed out flatly.
“No, I’m not,” he muttered. Without thinking, you took his chin in your hand, tilting his head up to look at you. A strand of hair fell in front of his face, lit up by the pale moonlight seeping in through your blinds into the otherwise dim room. You quickly released him, clenching your fists. Can this evening seriously get any more embarrassing for me? Your heart pounded against your ribcage.
“Could have- Could have told me before I dragged you in here,” you chuckled nervously, heat burning on your face. Your anxious smile faded a little. “Why didn’t you?”
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Instead, his leg, pressed against yours as you stood over him, nudging you subtly, urging you to move closer. You did. “I can’t say.” His voice was dangerously low, his undertone lined with a meaning you just barely picked up on, and a wave of something you couldn’t describe overtook you, burning hot.
“Then show me.”
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A moan escaped your lips as you forced yourself to not dig your nails into Blade’s shoulder with another slow, lazy thrust of his hips, all the pleasure shooting to your core and eliciting another whimper from you, one that made him smirk against your neck. The action burned sweet against your skin.
“Ren,” you gasped breathlessly, and his fingers trailed up your arm again, and he pulled away from you. You were hyper aware of him buried inside you, every throb and twitch felt all across your body. “Shouldn’t we- the eli-“
He threw a dismissively glance at the bottle of elixir lying on the table behind you. “Forget it,” he muttered, crashing his lips onto yours again. And they tasted so good to you that you did forget it. “Focus on me.”
He gave another roll of his hips, his cock languidly stroking your walls and just barely hitting that sweet spot inside of you- not enough to satisfy you yet enough to drive you crazy. You rolled your hips, desperate for something more, and his teeth clamped down on your lips hard. You whimpered again, feeling tears of frustration gather at the corners of your eyes.
“Move,” you pleaded breathlessly, hands tangling through his long, soft hair and giving a gentle tug as you whimpered.
“Desperate, hmm?” Blade hummed, trailing his fingers down the side of your neck, where he had left a couple of bruises and bites. You nodded wordlessly, hands curling into fists and bunching up the fabric of whatever clothing you’d let remain on him, and a small huff of amusement escaped his lips.
“Maybe, if you beg for it…” he trailed off, his scarred hand slipping down your waist without warning, finger teasing your clit. Your entire body tensed up even more on the unexpected contact. Your walls twitched, gushing.
“Ren, please,” you mumbled. He leaned in, breath ghosting over the shell of your ear.
“Can’t hear you,” he hummed.
You sucked in a sudden, shuddering breath as his fingers teased your entrance, already wrapped snugly around his girth. “I’m begging you, please, fu-“
His lips captured yours again, hand pulling at your hair, tongue slipping behind your teeth. You bucked your hips again, almost riding him with the way you were moving, and he groaned into the kiss, tilting his head to deepen it.
“Stop that,” he hissed against your lips, reffering to your desperate movements. You didn’t, instead dipping your head into the crook of his neck, leaving a feverish trail of kisses down his skin, from his jaw to his collarbone, hands exploring his toned torso. His hand wrapped around the back of your neck, taking in a fistful of hair and yanking you away. You whined at the action. “So needy.”
“Only for you,” you breathed, staring at him through half-lidded eyes, and you swore you could have felt him twitch inside you.
His hands fell to your hips, grabbing you and pushing you back into the sofa. You yelped, feeling the air rush out from behind you as your back collided with the cushions.
A small curse fell from his lips as he entered, and you whimpered, stretching out to take in his whole cock, back arching at the pleasure. His hand snaked its way up, wrapping itself around your neck, pushing you deeper into the couch as his hips moved, thrusting, with a steady pace.
“Fuck,” you moaned, raking your nails down his back, a lock of his hair falling onto your arm and shoulder. You suppressed another whimper as his length hit a certain spot inside you, throwing your head back, seeing stars. You might have said his name, but you couldn’t focus on anything except the white-hot pleasure pulsing through you.
His lips dropped to your neck again, the heat from his own body burning on your skin as they traced a path down your jaw to your neck, interrupted by a few breathless grunts.
“Ren,” you whimpered again, as his hips snapped against yours, sending another shockwave throughout your body. “I think I’m gonna-“
“Go ahead,” he groaned, breath hot on the shell of your ear.
You did.
Nothing would have prepared you for the orgasm’s intensity, tearing through your body. Your limbs went weak almost immediately as you whispered his name, almost like a mantra. He came too, finishing all over your stomach. You pulled him down towards you, pressing your lips against his, capturing each other’s breath. He sank into the kiss, both your bodies still trembling.
“Tissues are on the-“ you began, as he buried his head in the crook of your shoulder, arms wrapping around you. He shook his head, silencing you. You fell quiet, silence filling the room.
“Just stay like this for a while,” he mumbled, voice muffled by your skin. You sighed, squirming and shifting around to make yourself comfortable before supressing a smile.
“Fine.”
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A/N: i lowkey hate this but I feel like if I don’t post it it’s a waste cause I spent so long on it like bruh I was literally just horny wtf I hope this is acc good and I’m just deluded
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