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luocha-lovr · 14 days

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⌗ baby boys。

❛ OR :: what a mommy kink does to your boys.

❛ CONTAINS :: afab! reader; no fem pronouns used but feminine pet names and genitalia are used. cock-warming. handjobs. edging. gentle femdom. MINORS DNI but if you're a minor and choose to read anyway, that's on you.

AVENTURINE 砂金

“Wait, please, I— mmh!”

He’s not sure how he even got here. One minute he’s playing a game of poker in Aideen Park with a bunch of what’s-their-names and the other, he’s losing everything he’s bet and more.

Maybe he’s drunk one too many bottles of SoulGlad during that bet. His sight’s way too blurry now, but somehow you’re the only clarity in his vision, the sight of you on your knees and stroking his cock sobering him up a little. This was the condition you’d placed when you placed your bet back at the poker table, and maybe— just maybe— he’s glad that you were the one claiming victory against his first loss.

“So,” you start in a lazy drawl, and Aventurine gulps at the tone of your voice. Your hand stops at the base of his cock, preventing his release with a smile just as lazy. “You’re an Avgin, correct?”

Aventurine pauses.

“What’s an Av—”

“A yes or no is all I need, pretty boy,” you interrupt, not quite realizing Aventurine was raring to cum the moment you called him that. Or maybe you did. He doesn’t know.

A sigh and a beat passes before he nods, “Yes, ma’am.”

“I knew it,” you chuckle, “such pretty cock and tantalizing eyes could only belong to an Avgin.”

The smile that lifts the corners of your mouth makes his breath hitch. He probably should be wary of how you know he’s an Avgin, but the only thing on his mind right now is that you praised him for his answer regardless of his background. He could feel the hairs on his arms stand at attention. No way is it legal to be as pretty as you are.

And then you start pumping his cock again and, fuck, does he absolutely love the drag of your soft palm against the skin of his cock, unable to keep himself from spurting out little drops of pre. It gets on your lips, and Aventurine struggles to even babble out an apology before you’re licking it off and smacking your lips like you were sampling his taste.

“It’s okay, dearest,” you tell him in that tender voice that gets him so weak in the knees, thankful that he’s seated; otherwise he’d just fall flat on his ass. “You taste as divine as you look.”

Fuck.

That was it.

What started off as small spurts of pre became a steady flow of cum as his vision blurs and his ears ring, just the sound of your voice bringing him further into ecstasy. This— this— is the kind of dream he doesn’t wanna wake up from; the sight of you kissing on his cum-stained cock, languid movements of your hand continuing to milk him dry.

“Mommy, please, I can— Nng-hah..!” he struggles to even form a coherent thought, somehow so overstimulated despite you not even putting in that much effort. Realization hits him far too late, that he’d called you mommy, and he’s panic-stricken for a moment as he tries to find his words.

Your hand comes to a stop and you pull your mouth away from his cock. Your grip maintains, and for a moment, he’s soothed by the gentle caress of your fingers against his balls. His breath shakes, and he’s almost hypnotized by the way the golden light of this hotel room makes his cum look like gloss on your lips.

“It’s okay, dearest,” you tell him again, and it feels as though there was more intent to your words this time. Aventurine blinks. You like being called mommy?

It’s a silent question, and you give him a silent answer. If you held him by the cock any tighter than that, he was never waking up from this dream.

Slowly, you’d begin to pump his cock once more, waking it from its brief respite. He could only throw his head back, veins along his length pulsating gently, like a steady heartbeat. He doesn’t even know your name, but by the looks of things, you weren’t even gonna give him that much.

Something about you is so cruel yet so kind, so warm yet so cold, so close yet so far— but if there’s anything a man like him likes, it’s a high-stakes challenge.

He’ll admit he lost the bet, but scoring someone like you is already victory unlike any other.

JING YUAN 景元

“Lock the door on your way out.”

“Yes, General.”

The door shuts and its lock clicks in place as a Cloud Knight leaves the office, finished with their reports for the day. A shaky sigh of relief escapes Jing Yuan, as though he’d been holding his breath, waiting for the Cloud Knight to leave the entire time.

How could he not when you were sitting so comfortably in his lap, smiling at whoever comes in as if you weren’t squeezing down on his cock? He could feel your thighs quiver with excitement with each person that came in, hoping not to get caught in such a risque position. He’s been edged more times today than a year or two ago, and as sexy you are right now, he’d really love nothing more than to have his sweet release already.

“Baby, please. I need you to take the ring off,” he gasps out weakly, his grip on the armrests of his seat nearly enough to break them off. He can’t even see your face— you refuse to show him— and he’s getting far too desperate to even care about his silly pride as he begs for you.

He can’t see the twitch of your lips as they curve into a cheeky smile, but he knows; knows you better than anyone, knows you better than he knows himself. It’s a curse that imprints the image of you in his brain, cheeks all rosy and lashes fluttering with each squeeze of your walls. It’s even worse when you chuckle at him and shake your hips in the figure eight, almost mocking him.

“Five more minutes,” you tell him, and he’s reminded of the silly rule he established for both you and himself.

No fucking before 8pm.

Before 8pm, he is the General of the Cloud Knights, to guard the Luofu from all danger. Before 8pm, he is the Divine Foresight, to guide disciples and train their minds. All of those titles and responsibilities vanish the moment 8pm strikes, for after 8pm, he is nothing but a husband, a lover, and a toy— all for you.

Five minutes feel like an eternity, and that says a lot given his immortality. He’d always been a patient man, so understanding and kind, but he could never hold himself back when you’re involved. Oh how his hands twitched, itching to grab a hold of your hips and just…

He shifts his hips— forward, then to the left, then to the right, then forward again— trying as much as he can to bury himself inside of you while being as discreet about it as possible. If he tried a little bit more, he could—

His thought process is interrupted by the tightness around his cock slowly dissipating, all warmth leaving as you stood from his lap and pulled your underwear back up. Just one glance at him and you could see the utter defeat in his eyes, afraid he’d never be able to be satisfied by cumming from his own hands rather than with your pretty pussy at night.

If you really wanted to, you could make him cry like this.

“Wait! Mommy, I’m sorry,” he stammers, taking your wrist in his hand. The look in your eyes as you turned to face him tells him enough; you knew he was trying to fuck you before 8pm struck. The poor man was so guilty he hadn’t even realized it was 8:02pm already.

Technically, he hadn’t broken any rules.

The delighted laugh you let out is music to his ears and he perks up like some big dog. “Baby, I was going to suck your cock,” you tell him, going down on your knees like you were proving your intentions. Jing Yuan feels dumb for a moment. How could he have doubted you?

He isn’t even able to wallow in his self-pity. What replaces the warmth of your pussy is the warmth of your mouth, your tongue flat along the underside of his cock. “Thank you,” he all but whispers. Somehow he still has half the mind to remember that he was in his office; anyone could come knocking.

Slender fingers and careful touches keep the hairs on his arms standing. Each time he thinks you’d release him from the confines of his cock ring, you pull your fingers away and take him deeper in your mouth. It’s a different kind of torture that he’s not sure if he hates or loves, though a part of him does like it just because it’s you.

Each drag of your lips along the shaft of his cock drives him mad with need— need to cum, need to fuck his hips into your mouth. But he knows he can’t, not when you’re so nice to take care of him at work.

“Mommy, please,” he pleads, golden eyes peering down at you as you make a mess of lipstick stains and spit bubbles. He’s trying way too hard to hold back his moans, though with not much success.

You only shake your head at him, chiding his impatience. In all truth, he’s just far too cute begging for you like this. “Just a bit longer,” you reply with a mouthful of cock and pre, eyes glazed over as his dick pulsates in your mouth.

Shivers run down his spine and goosebumps litter his skin. His breaths come out in quick bursts and he can’t help but slump against his chair when you smile at him. He’s pretty sure his moans could be heard in the next office over, but really, could he care? He’s convinced he already came, but the lack of cum in your mouth was rather upsetting until he realizes he still has the ring on.

The smile on your face tells him you still aren’t done just yet and, frankly, he’s in it for the long ride anyway.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ISH's notes ::

📌 what better way to celebrate aventurine's official release than writing him a handjob fic am i right?

📌 experimenting on blog styles rn. it's been a hot while. tell me how this one looks!

📌 STILL working on a taglist so just hmu if you wanna be tagged. also i may not be taking requests but i certainly am taking asks. im dying for some moots to gush with.

ish | 2024. no plagiarizing, reworking, or reposting this work on other sites.

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luocha-lovr · 17 days

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⌗ of slick and cream。

❛ OR :: how the hsr men get when they're eating pussy.

❛ CONTAINS :: afab! reader; no fem pronouns used but feminine pet names and genitalia are used. food play; usage of whipped cream. oral sex; they eat your pussy out! love that for you. cum play; eating his own cum. MINORS DNI but if you're a minor and choose to read anyway, that's on you.

GEPARD 杰帕德 - from behind. food play.

It's known among most people of Belobog that the Captain of the Silvermane Guards has an aversion for sweets. The man maintains a strict diet to maintain his form, always on the lookout for any more danger since the Trailblazers left Jarilo-VI— that meant sugar was out of the deal. It's a lot easier for him to deal with since he dislikes sweets so much.

Somehow, however, he finds himself overindulging in it today.

"Aeons, love," he groans, the rasp in his voice making your pussy wetter, warmer for him to feast on and enjoy. "Such a sweet girl. So wet and sweet."

With the way he tugs you closer by the hips, his nose right between those cheeks and his mouth working overtime to not let a single drop of your slick go to waste, it almost feels like you're the one celebrating their birthday instead of him. Just hearing him slurp you up like that, large calloused hands parting your ass cheeks to give him the best view of you possible— the man was only doing what you asked; to claim his birthday present.

Even better was the globs of cold whipped cream atop each cheek, decorating your little body with even more sweetness. The cream's all but melted now, and Gepard takes a small break just to bite on the flesh of your ass, making sure not to miss the cream.

"Baby," you gasp quietly, your sopping cunt given a moment to relax as he fixates himself on your ass for the time being. There's a certain thrill to being unable to see him as he eats you out like this. Maybe next time you could ask him to tie you up. A subtle whine is clear in the way you call his name that Gepard could never say no to, and he lifts his head to meet your eyes, finding that you were looking back at him.

Your gaze shifts to the bedside table and his gaze follows suit. There sits a can of whipped cream— and though the thought of so much sugar appalls him, it's almost as if his body was in autopilot. Before you know it, there's a cold sensation on your folds and the sound of cream spraying fills your ears. Gepard could hardly believe the sight in front of him.

How is your cunt so slick? Did he do that to you? It's the hottest thing in the world, to see you decorated like this. All he knew at this moment was that this pussy is all for him, so there was no way he was gonna be stingy with that cream.

ARGENTI 银枝 - body worship. implied chubby reader.

What's a Knight of Beauty to do when faced with beauty so unparalleled that he's brought to his knees?

Argenti's devotion to The Beauty has led him to travel from planet to planet in search of the goddess he so loved. Who would have thought a night in Penacony would lead his faith to waver?

Being able to see such features up close is a blessing he'd never gotten to experience with Idrila. The Aeon was gone, after all, and not even he knows how long he's been searching for her— and perhaps such time searching for someone who does not wish to be found is time wasted.

His gaze is almost feverish, cheeks scarlet as his hair at the sight of the wetness between your legs. Each thigh, so pudgy and soft, is supported by his hands as he keeps you steady. By no means did you tower over him— but that's only when both of you are standing. With him on his knees like this, all devotion to Idrila becomes nearly nonexistent.

"You sure are taking your time down there," you tease him, and Argenti swears he's never leaving Penacony at this rate. Your voice was seductive back at the club, but the intimacy of a private hotel suite brings out a more sultry tone in you, making his mouth water.

His hands and lips wander, up and up until he's reached your inner thighs where his greatest prize lies. "Beauty is meant to be appreciated with great care, not to be handled with impatience, my rose," he quips in return. You could see his eyes sparkle under the golden lights, and he continues with the heat of his breath just inches away, "May I?"

A nod from you and he's licking a stripe up your cunt, moist from anticipation. The shiver that runs down your spine is familiar yet new all the same, for not many men have treated you with such careful caresses. Your fingers find purchase on his vermilion locks as he eats you out, slowly, intimately, as if to tell you that it's you who he's now devoted to.

"Goodness," he all but chuckles when you tug on his hair. Perhaps this is where his voyage among the stars has been leading him all along. One swift movement is all he needs, and now your leg is hoisted upon his shoulder, providing him a better view and taste of you.

The only thing a man should do with beauty that brings him down to his knees should be to worship and praise, Argenti supposes, and that's a promise for future encounters with you.

LUOCHA 罗刹 - cum eating. non-canon event. implied unprotected sex.

For a wandering merchant such as Luocha, there was no such thing as home, no such thing as permanence. Each world offers different things, different people that coax him to stay, though with little to no success. There were items interesting enough to sell, but never enough to make him never want to leave again.

Settling down has never crossed the mind of a merchant such as he who has yet to see more of the stars, but the closest thing to a home he had was the first person to welcome him upon stepping inside the Astral Express. To be precise, it was between your thighs where he felt he was most at home.

"We've to get this all out, don't we, my love?" he asks in a mirthful chuckle, the sight of your sopping cunt dripping with his cum completely mesmerizing him. Your shaky breath and quivering legs, the sheen of sweat on your thighs—

Just how do you expect him to hold back when his love has finally returned from their expedition?

Each drag of his fingers against your walls is agonizingly slow, almost teasing as if to coax another orgasm out of you after you'd just had one nearly five seconds ago. The globs of cum that come pouring out of you is a sight that gets him going again, but he holds back knowing you're sore. One day, though, perhaps he'd like to test out how much Himeko and Pom-pom have soundproofed the Express' rooms.

In a matter of seconds, Luocha's sure he's scooped out most of his cum from you, creating a little puddle on the bed as you pant before him. Pregnancy was likely, but he wasn't unprepared for it. With what he supposes is a final gesture, a final pump of his fingers inside you, he manages to coax another moan out of those pretty lips.

"Luo," you whine, the discomfort clear in the wrinkle of your brows. Perhaps he'd gone too hard. The man only chuckles, unapologetic as he brings his fingers to his mouth for a quick taste of both you and him. He leans down, muttering comforting mantras of I know, baby and gentle shushing.

He wastes no time, leaving gentle kisses on your soaked pussy. Such a pretty little thing, he can't help but run his tongue across the mixture of both his cum and yours. A taste so appetizing he can't help but get drunk on it. Each time you try to wiggle away, he only pulls you closer— and you take it anyway; those loving kisses, soothing licks, and the lingering caresses of a man who's been gone for too long.

Luocha likes that, likes that you take him so well, likes that your pussy gushes with each flick of his tongue on your clit. He missed you, and you missed him, so it's unlikely he'll be stopping anytime soon.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ISH's notes ::

📌 i wrote this at work thinking i wanted a man to eat me out under my table while i was doing paperwork. maybe i'll write abt that next time. 💀

📌 working on a taglist so just hmu if you wanna be tagged. looking for moots to support each other too im BEGGING.

ish | 2024. no plagiarizing, reworking, or reposting this work on other sites.

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