FOR ALL EYES.
in which your popular camboy boyfriend invites you to his stream.. bare for his audience.
pairing : zhongli, ayato, thoma, kaeya, diluc and childe/reader
warnings : streamer!au, camboy!au, bottom male reader, VERY long post, blowjobs, jealousy, blindfolded, childe, feral thoma <3...
ZHONGLI.
I think he'd be a quiet streamer, the one who doesn't start moaning at every touch.
He prefers to fuck himself slowly and often converse with his chat.
He makes sure that he's fucked himself thoroughly.
His chat was pretty much used to his long yet very interesting sessions.
Then enter his gorgeous darling, you <3, his little boytoy!
The first time you joined his streams everyone was surprised that even Zhongli had a lover.
The first few times were slow yet shy sessions, it was never the same though.
Ranging from vanilla sex to you giving a blowjob until your makeup is running down your cheeks.
Once you get used to it? Oh dear...
He dhows his face but never yours, he wants to protect your image seeing as this isn't an ideal job.
He starts displaying rougher sessions beginning with him blindfolding you and fucking you full of his cum.
And every video you're in, you are always seen to be fucked out of your mind and your face akin to that of a whore <3
"Is my dearest tired? Should we let the chat decide what do next, my boy?"
AYATO.
He can range anywhere from holding you gently in his arms as he kisses your forehead to pulling you by your hair and making you hump his shoes.
In solo vids he often jerks himself off dirty talk spewing from his lips like second nature.
When he has you on stream, he often displays your body.
Fucking you in several positions, until you're a twitchy mess of yourself shaking and begging.
His favourites would be edging and overstim simultaneously.
Rarely it is that he's on the bottom, but if you get him in a certain mood after a long day of work, he might just let you take control.
Doesn't really care about rumours, displays both of your faces. He has the money and power to shut many.
If he sees commenters on his chat simping for you, saying shit like, 'damn look at that ass, wish it wasn't my hand around my cock' he fucks you even harder and shows you off even more.
Something like 'you fuckers cannot ever get such a sweet boy like him, he's mine.'
"Ahaha, Little boy what was that? You need a break? Can my good boy just take one more, hmm?"
THOMA.
praise, praise and did I mention praise?
Thoma is definitely a soft dom through and through.
He may not be hardcore but he's not afraid of putting a brat in his place. Unfortunately for him, you often like to tease him, to bring out that feral side of him.
Once in public, you teased him so bad, he fucked you so hard in the bathroom, you couldn't think straight with marks littering your body.
Anyone with eyesight could see you had been dicked down.
But thoma's always nice. He isn't mean enough to deny you of cumming infact he makes you cum so much you have to beg him to stop.
Your things are shaking uncontrollably on his shoulders by the end of every video, your cock twitchy and sensitive as hell.
Thoma always finishes his videos by eating you out. Whether he was on the bottom or making you cum your brains out.
When he's jealous or angered, things can go two ways.
either he lays on the bed, you on his cock and your hands behind your back. He orders you to bounce on his cock with no help while he's also teasing your cock.
Everytime you begin to slack he pounds your ass just until you reach that peak and completely stops. If you want to cum better start moving baby, he speaks so softly as if he isn't making your mind blank.
Either that or he's setting you up on any counter and eating out your ass until you apologize.
"Go on, beg for me baby. You're mine, aren't you?"
KAEYA.
Despite his shady personality I believe Kaeya is either a dom who'll tease to no end or a bottom who'll tease you to no end.
Lets say that none of these dudes have their visions.
Ice play :D
He will totally rub them on your chest, your tummy, your cock, mf will eat a cube and then suck your cock.
Often you'll be tied up and forced to accept the pleasure he's giving you.
Very likely to leave you tied with vibrators on your cock and in your ass while he plays with himself.
Often the type to trap you in missionary and make you say things while absolutely demolishing your ass and you can't think straight.
Grips your legs and dicks you down so good you start seeing stars.
After all is said and done, gently presses his lips on your cheek and leaves your leaking ass to run a bath.
"Now, who's a pretty boy my love? Hey, don't look away, look at me and say it."
DILUC.
THIS MAN IS SO GENTLE????? SO BABYGIRL.
He can either be the most loving dom or the harshest one.
He like to tie you up standing, so he can play with your cock and ass simultaneously.
Has you put on vibrators in public and teases you so much you cum at least twice
His favorite tho? Pushing you down on his desk and making you worship him
Though normally he just holds your legs up and fucks you to an inch of your life.
Despite his rough mannerisms, he will NEVER call you names. He may say he's going to force you down on the bed and breed you full of his cum.
But he's never going to call you a slut, a bitch or anything else.
He's more of the type to ravage you like a beast yet praise you so good.
"There you go, did that feel good darling, Does my pretty boy want more. Anything for my king."
CHILDE.
lastly, another babygirl.
He'perfect for when you're insecure and horny.
The type to tie you up in front of a admit good things about yourself.
If you praise yourself from whole heartedly then only can you taste the sweetness of cumming if not you'll be painfully edged.
Homeboy KNOWS when you don't mean the things you say.
Loves to show his face but hide yours if you want. Out of everyone, he posts a lot at once.
He's rather busy all the time so he doesn't frequently upload.
He streams two days a week on the weekend and post an entire week's worth of videos in one go.
Has a lot of followers who understand this and gains loads of subscribers by the day.
The more donation he gets the more times you will make him cum, its his stream rule and his chat always tortures you.
Long live your ass.
"Say it slut. Tell the whole world how adorable you are and cum for me. There you go, good boy."
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bjs with the boys ☆ ! inazuma edition
giving head both ways, ft. genshin men mond edition, liyue edition , sumeru edition
switch m reader + gorou, kazuha, itto, thoma, ayato, heizou
a/n ;; thoma is my fav if you cant tell 🤲 srsly why do all of the men live in inazuma this is so long
gorou ;; giving
poor puppy, he hardly knows what to do at first ,, but after a bit of guidance, he can hardly get enough of your cock. and maybe he’d try to deny it before he gives in, but it’s a bit obvious with the way his tail is wagging so eagerly. initially, his ears would be strictly off limits. once he warms up, though, he’d declare that you can touch them. and if you were to take advantage of that by taking him by surprise while going down on you? he would MELT. by that point he can’t keep up any kind of rhythm, sloppily licking at your cock as his whimpers obviously intend to say ‘fuck me right now oh my god.’
gorou ;; receiving
you really want to suck him off? maybe you’d get the chance after just a bit of getting him into subspace. he doesn’t even have to ask you to be slow and gentle, the way you know that he wants it, worshipping every inch of skin as you work your way down. both his ears and dick are twitching like crazy when you finally take him into your mouth and firmly plant your hands on his thighs. he can’t help but roll his hips upwards as he clasps both hands over his mouth, biting down on the skin of his thumb to attempt to silence his whimpers. it’s not the most effective.
kazuha ;; giving
if you’re the one in power, i don’t think that kazuha would be the biggest fan of head. but if it’s to make his baby boy feel good, you better trust he’d be on your dick for hours. he loves to overstimulate you, he loves the way you double over and whine as you tangle your fingers in his hair, he loves all of it. he’d hold your dick and lick small stripes up the base—with eye contact, of course—only to provoke, because he knows that you love it.
kazuha ;; receiving
now, kazuha isn’t exactly one to praise too much in this position, but just his breathy gasps and whimpers alone let you know that you’re doing a fine job. if it’s possible, he’d like to hold your hand when you suck him off, gripping it tightly to regulate himself. i also think he might be a fan of slight public sex here—despite being on the run for a good chunk of his life, getting caught brings him a whole new sensation of adrenaline.
itto ;; giving
itto is a little hesitant about it at first. he isn’t opposed to the idea, maybe just a little nervous. but he’d never admit that. however, the way that you whimper and firmly grip the base of one of his horns is already sending shockwaves through his chest, and only makes him go further. expect little bites and hickeys all over your thighs and stomach, and maybe even some claw marks from his nails. you’re so handsome and tiny under him, he can hardly help it.
itto ;; receiving
he’s so scared that he might hurt you ,, you aren’t as nervous, though you don’t have much of an idea of how you’re going to manage to get that thing in your mouth. you decide it’s best just to pamper his tip and languidly stroke whatever you couldn’t reach, but it’s still safe to say that this once brash oni turns into a sensitive, whining mess just at that.
thoma ;; giving
best head in teyvat. i’m serious, change my mind. he’ll beg to suck you off and whine when your dick isn’t in his mouth at all times, he might even get a little sad if he doesn’t get the chance. he would worship and leave little bites all over your thighs as hips while holding a teasing hand on the base off your cock, and he isn’t satisfied with his work until you’re desperately bucking into his hand. thoma loves it when you cum down his throat, he might let a little bit of it drip down his chin with a soft smile.
thoma ;; receiving
sometimes the sight of you between his legs makes him feel a little guilty, like he should be pleasing you instead. it’s not like he doesn’t accept it, he loves your mouth more than anything. he’s so vocal, so praise-y—“nhhaah-! just like that, good boy, good boy, nnn…”—he loves threading his calloused fingers through your hair, and throws his head back so far when he cums.
ayato ;; giving
he really has to suck you off? well, he supposes he could make some time out of his day to do so. how needy his boy is, what a chore. of course, it’s not like his protests were genuine. he was the one who suggested it, after all, and archons know he might be between your legs for hours and hours until you’re a whimpering, overstimulated mess. he’d smile slyly to himself, if he could. unfortunately, there was still quite a bit of work to be done to you.
ayato ;; receiving
half of the time that his dick is in your mouth, you’re kneeled under his desk with your hands placed firmly on his thighs, whether it be from his request or your own desperation. the other half of the time, it’s to prep him for the sake of your ass’s own well-being—so, it’s somewhat scarce that you give him head, since he’d prefer to suck you off instead. you don’t mind, but you live for the praise when you actually do; “look at you, slutty boy. hnng—just like that, yeah? good boy.”
heizou ;; giving
poor thing, he’s so clumsy when it comes to sucking cock. he needs you to grip the back of his hair and fuck into his throat, please? he might whine around you so much that it’s a little inefficient, though,, after a little while, he gets better and better and loves your cock even more, he’d even ask to suck you off while you work. you tussle his hair and tell him sure, just living for the way that his eyes light up.
heizou ;; receiving
our favorite detective isn’t quite sure how to grapple being on the other end, either, so be extra gentle with him the first time. but gods, nobody can help how pretty he sounds when he’s edged and begging for release—your tongue feels so good on him, why won’t you let him cum already? and you can’t help but keep him from it just to see how cute he looks when he’s all fucked out and desperate.
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I really like your writing. It gives me strength to continue living. Thank you!! Can I request Yandere! Pantalone Zhongli Neuvi Ayato with Tsundere Reader👉👈
i cannot confirm or deny whether or not i fully understood this. for clarification, i know what a tsundere is and even googled it to be double sursies, but i have never written about a tsundere before so i don't know how good this is, sorrryyyy ;v;
Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, like obsessive behaviors, intentional setting off of reader, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!
Yandere!Pantalone would be so confused and irked. He doesn’t understand it, he doesn’t understand you. You’re so cold and off-putting at times and other times you’re a fumbling, blushing mess. He’s confused as to why you seem to flip between the two so fervently, he tries his best to understand it but all the mora in Teyvat still couldn’t help him figure it out.
Pantalone and you sit, silently eating dinner in his office. It’s a typical night with nothing but the company between you two. “Here, try this.” Pantalone uses his fork to pick up a bite of his food, something he had been served but that you had initially passed on. He smiles softly at the faint blush that settles onto your cheeks, brushing over the soft skin. When he points out how he adores it though it only darkens as you scowl at him. Even if he doesn’t understand the sudden switch, he still brings to light that he finds your pout even cuter, launching you into a spiral of angry words.
Yandere!Zhongli is a little baffled at first but seems to quickly pick up on what things cause that subtle shift in your behavior. He often does things intentionally to make you ‘upset’ , finding you to be quite humorous and adorable.
Zhongli couldn’t help but smile as you ranted and raved about a comment of his, your balled fist lightly tapping his chest as you pretended to strike him. When a chuckle arose he had to bring his hand up to politely cover his mouth, his teeth sinking into his tongue to prevent the escape of the noise. You were simply too cute, it was impossible for him to not make little comments that he knew would set you off. It was never anything harsh, he could never hurt your feelings like that, but he still knew which phrases worked best against you. And until you no longer seemed affected by them, he’d continue to use them.
Yandere!Neuvillette is entirely perplexed. His understanding of human behavior is limited to what he’s observed over the years from his position in the court and what he’s learned from stories the melusines tell him. He tries asking you about it every time only to never receive an answer, he’s even asked other people if your behavior is normal and all they can seem to reply with is that you’ve always been that way.
To say Neuvillette was confused would be an understatement, he simply could not wrap his head around any part of you. He couldn’t even ask what made you act so mean sometimes cause you’d get upset and say you weren’t being mean! Asking around to the townsfolk didn’t aid much in his pursuit of understanding either, people just seemed to know only that you’ve always been like that. Neuvillette is nothing but determined to understand what makes you, you though, so you can rest assured nothing you say will deter him from you.
Yandere!Ayato finds it rather amusing, often calling you into his office whilst he’s working so that he can see your pouty face as he teases you. The faint blush crawling across your skin makes your true feelings evident though, even still he knows when enough is enough.
Ayato smiled amusedly as he watched you rant and rave in front of his desk. Today was another day where he had called you forth to fluster you, you don’t know why you still came at this point! Your pout, crossed arms, and sudden attitude only makes things more amusing, with Ayato resting his elbows on his desk, hands intertwined beneath his chin to support his head. His eyes never leave you as he listens with intent, knowing that even if it’s just senseless rambles about how ludicrous his behavior is, it’s still you speaking to him and he’ll always listen.
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Can I pls request some sub Ayato Kamisato getting teased with toys and by dom male reader ?
Imagine Ayato getting teased, man wants to come so bad but you're such a meanie! Denying his orgasm, the dildo hitting his good spots, fat tears rolling down his eyes as you thrust it in him at a fast pace. He keeps begging you to let him come, he's gonna be your good boy, he promises! But once you do let him cum, you don't stop. Poor guy getting all overstimulated, I mean, he asked for it, no? :(
“Ah, Darling you shouldn't have been a brat y'know, Now, you can come for me again right?” You coo into his ear as he can't even form words anymore. Such a dumb slut. <3
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after school
ayato x m!reader ★
cw: modern!au, rotting, reader has a dick, uuhhh idk how to tag this
another day of school meant another day of your classmate and friend, ayato, teasing you. the things he says sometimes make you question whether or not he’s holding back trying to kiss you right there on the spot.
his usual teasing somehow lead to the both of you in your room..unbuttoning each others pants. something about…‘who’s more sensitive than the other.’ it was probably just an excuse for him to finally see you so relaxed.
he’s so close. you could smell that intoxicating perfume of his all around you as he fumbled with your zipper. his own cock looking more than ready, tip red ‘n begging for some sort of friction.
that stupid zipper of yours finally came undone, and the man wasted no time in pressing himself against you. the feeling of his tip touching yours nearly sent you over the edge, and he hadn’t even touched it yet!
ayato leans down towards you ear and whispers, “don’t be afraid to let yourself go..i won’t be holding back.” giving you that signature smile of his, he moved his hand down to where your cock heads met—wrapping his hand around the both of them.
his touch is so soft. almost too soft, as he slowly and lazily rubs his hand up and down. the addition of both of your pre making it much more easier. ayato manages to hold eye contact with you while he watches how you squirm and rut your hips up every so often whenever his hand goes all the way down.
ayato finds you so adorable like this; face flushed, and trying your hardest to not let any moans or weird sounds slip out. he can tell you’re close-so is he. his hand sped up as his pants grew louder and louder.
it wasn’t long before you both spilled on his hand, loud panting filling the room. you couldn’t even face him, much too ashamed of how you just came from your friends’ hand. ayato didn’t seem to mind, still slowly moving his hand to ride out his high.
you clear your throat and try to think of something to change the direction of wherever this was going, “..um..how about we start on homework now..?” you suggest, face still flushed and trying your best not to look at the mess you two made.
the blue haired man quickly sobered up and nodded in approval, not before getting one last good stroke in. “we’ll be finishing this later then, yes?” he asked, looking straight into your eyes. how could you possibly tell him no..?
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alhaitham , ayato (separate) x male!reader
cw : fluff!
— pretty boy
: how would alhaitham and ayato comfort their insecure s/o?
ALHAITHAM
when alhaitham sees you in the mirror staring at your own face, he sighs. you’ve done this countless of times since the two of you started dating.
a while ago, you’d admitted to alhaitham that you felt insecure of yourself. you kept complaining about the features you have and whatnot. alhaitham could only listen silently, not wanting to seem insensitive and interrupt you while you were ranting.
alhaitham isn’t one to go for looks. he solely believes that a person’s qualities lies on the inside, not the outside. however when it came to you, in alhaitham’s eyes, you were beautiful inside and out.
he knows and is aware that he had a way with words. alhaitham isn’t the best at expressing himself through words, opting to show affection through actions.
but he’d try for you.
alhaitham approached you slowly before wrapping his arms around you. “my dear, you know you’re beautiful, right?”
you, already close to tears due to all the bad thoughts in your mind, sniffled.
the man continued. “throughout my life, i have never seen anyone with your beauty. your features are so unique and beautiful that i can’t help but fall in love with them.”
alhaitham delicately lifted your chin, your eyes meeting his. he smiled softly, a smile reserved only for you. carefully alhaitham brushed away your tears before kissing your cheeks.
“everything about you is perfect. your beauty is incomparable, my love. i’m very lucky to have you by my side,” alhaitham says, turning your body towards him. “if you saw yourself through my eyes, you’ll understand what i mean.”
you finally crack a smile, albeit slightly crooked, before lightly pushing him away. “stop it. it’s so weird having someone so authoritative say such words.”
alhaitham replies, “i’m only speaking the truth. i don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”
you laugh.
indeed, alhaitham would always find you amazing. even if you deny it, even if you forget it, he’ll be there to remind just how perfect you are to him.
AYATO
nobody can understand kamisato ayato, the ever refined and elegant head of the kamisato clan. it’s hard to tell if he has hidden motives behind his actions.
many people are cautious around him. even you, his cute little s/o. though it’s rare.
everyone in inazuma views this man like he’s some deity. and you can see why. ayato is responsible, graceful in his words and actions and most of all, he’s beautiful.
this is why you can’t understand why ayato chose you out of all people to be his boyfriend.
you didn’t come from a distinguished clan, just some small humble family living on the coasts of narukami island. you’d met ayato while he was roaming around the island. the two of you hit off and your relationship progressed into what it is now.
ayato didn’t care about your upbringings or family. he didn’t care that you weren’t some prominent figure in inazuma. he loved you for who you were.
the other clans, however, couldn’t accept you.
they said that you had nothing to offer. you didn’t have status, you didn’t have money, you didn’t even possess the ability to bear children.
everyone in the elite society of inazuma despised you. and you just sucked it up
because you believed that what they said about you was true. and that led to endless nights of you crying yourself to sleep, wanting to drown out all their voices in your head.
at first, ayato was oblivious to this all. the nobles didn’t dare talk bad about you in front of him because they know what’s he’s capable of. but once he leaves, they stab you with harsh words.
it was thoma who informed ayato about everything and without a moment wasted, ayato rushed to you.
at the time, you had already fallen asleep. ayato quietly crept up to your bedside. he notes the tear stains on your cheeks and promised to make the nobles pay.
ayato gently peppers your face with soft kisses, waking you up in the process of doing so.
“ayato..?” you mumble half-asleep.
“it’s me darling,” ayato says back in a tone so soft that it almost makes you cry again. “i’m sorry i didn’t realise earlier.”
you sat up and ayato sits on the bed.
“i’m sorry ayato. i just don’t think i’m worthy. those elites are right, i don’t deserve to be beside you. you’re so amazing and i—“
“— am amazing too,” ayato finishes for you. he cups your cheek and brings your forehead to his. “no matter what they say, no matter what they think, no one is worthy of being my partner other than you. no one.”
you can’t help but cry again.
yes, nobody can understand kamisato ayato. however, now you can, even if it’s just a tiny bit.
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Yandere Taro & Ayato x male reader
Where reader is a popular guy who’s friends with all the groups. He always has his arm draped around someone, either across their shoulders or around the waist (platonically.) However everyone has developed feelings for him because of it. Especially the yan duo, who aren’t too keen on sharing with anyone else but themselves.
Kidnapped By Obsession
Yandere!Ayato Aishi + Yandere!Taro Yamada x Male Reader
A/N: Hello! This fic was requested over on our Tumblr! Thank you so much for this request, I absolutely enjoyed writing this fic, probably one of my favourites I’ve written yet. This fic is a little over 2.3k words, thank you for being very patient with me, this was delayed for a little while but I hope you guys enjoy it. Any feedback is appreciated!
(I do not support yandev.)
CONTENT WARNINGS:
Yandere simulator, Yanderes, Murder, Weapons, Blood, Violence and Kidnapping!
Y/N arrived at school late, a few minutes after the bell had rung for break. He walked over to his locker, putting his bag away and grabbing out his bento box. Just as he shut his locker, Kokona popped up into his vision, a small smile appeared on the female's face. “Hi Y/N-Kun! I didn’t see you in the morning so I figured you weren’t coming to school today.” she spoke softly, taking his hand in her own.
Y/N smiled in return as Kokona started to lead him towards the doors of the courtyard. “I slept in.” he responds, chuckling softly as he pushes the door open, Kokona following after him as they stroll through the courtyard, eyes following the two. Well, more so Y/N. An extremely well known and popular guy at the school, he practically befriended everyone he knew. He was very charismatic and easy to get along with.
Kokona let out a small laugh, slowly letting go of his hand. Osana looked up, seeing Y/N had finally arrived. She groaned softly, seeing the purple haired female there besides him already. She huffed, turning to face Taro who was already watching the two approach them.
“Taro! She’s always with him, practically a fly stuck to a spider's web. It sucks, I never get alone time with him without that idiot around.” she whined lowly, referring to Kokona.
Taro locked eyes onto Y/N, he couldn’t help but stare, completely blocking out Osana’s whining and complaining. He could feel his heart race slightly, he couldn’t take his eyes off him. He was absolutely perfect in every way, shape, and form. Whilst he was lost in thought, Osana grew increasingly irritated with her best friend, she shoved him harshly, Taro suddenly snapping out of his thoughts.
Kokona exchanged a friendly greeting with Taro, trying her best to greet the ginger. Meanwhile Osana snarled slightly, being completely impolite but still managing a quick ‘Hello.’
Y/N greeted Osana with a happy expression, absolutely glad to see his friend after the weekend. Osana’s demeanour changed within seconds as her friend acknowledged her. “Hi Y/N-Kun!” she spoke ecstatic, her mood being ruined when he turned his attention to Taro.
Taro smiled slightly, watching him. “Hello Y/N..” he said timidly, feeling his heartbeat pace faster. “Hello Taro, it’s nice seeing you again.” he spoke, giving a small nod.
The raven haired male’s cheeks lit up, dusting a soft pink coat as Kokona and Y/N started to walk off, Osana walked after them, Taro shutting his book and following closely behind. “Can I come? It gets kinda lonely just sitting here.” he hummed, finding some excuse to come with them.
Y/N gave a small nod of approval, Taro walked behind them, listening in on their conversation, trying to pick out the things on Y/N.
A few minutes beforehand, Ayato was propped up against the tree in the courtyard, stalking Taro as per usual. He didn’t feel the same, not like he used to when stalking him, he wasn’t lovestruck, he barely felt anything anymore for him. His heart wasn’t running 100 miles an hour like it used to.
He was pulled away from his thoughts as he watched two new people enter his vision. He could recognise Kokona, but Y/N not so much. He had seen the other around school, but he didn’t think much of him until now. His heart raced, feeling his cheeks heat up as he cupped them slightly, letting out a sound of frustration.
He shook his head slightly. He needed to remain alert at all times, no time for fussing over Y/N when he ‘loved’ Taro.
Aishi observed them from afar before deciding to walk after them, making sure to maintain some distance. He wasn’t going to let some lousy male get between him and Taro, he would ‘still willingly’ do anything and everything for him.
Once they arrived, Taro took a seat, Osana and Kokana sitting beside him, Y/N sitting on the edge beside Osana, engaging in some small talk with her as he ate his food.
Taro averted his gaze, watching Osana with a loathing look in his eyes. He was vaguely annoyed, not liking how much attention Osana was getting at all. He nearly lost his cool just from the simple touch of Y/N placing a hand on her shoulder in a friendly manner.
Kokona noticed his irritation but decided to stay quiet, not thinking further about it. She was sure the two friends had some small argument earlier, there seemed to always be an issue between those two.
Not far away, Ayato was watching from the doorway to the roofs before moving over to a wall nearby where they sat, glancing around the corner, trying to overhear the conversation. It was when he’d realised that Y/N had his hands on Osana’s shoulders, his face contorting into a look of slight disgust.
Timeskip:
Over the last few weeks, Y/N had started to see a repeating pattern of Kokona and Osana constantly ignoring him, or walking off every time he tried to speak to them or anything. In fact, when he would go up to other people they’d just dismiss their conversations and go elsewhere. He was super confused, why were people suddenly avoiding him.
Had he done something wrong? He hadn’t heard anything bad.
He found it slightly weird that only Taro and Ayato had come up to him with no worries at all, but he didn’t want to jump to conclusions, he was sure it was nothing at all.
Kokona and Osana were both absolutely petrified. Not only for themselves but also for the safety of Y/N.
Kokona had received an absolute brutal letter not long ago, threatening to blackmail her or potentially murder her if she got in the way between Y/N and Ayato. Whilst only a few days ago Osana was held at knife point by Taro as he intimidated her, Y/N right around the corner.
It was just a little after school as Y/N roamed the halls in hope to find someone he could speak to. He averted his gaze, seeing Budo just outside of the martial arts club.
Budo looked up, seeing Y/N come over to him. He sucked in a breath, looking around nervously before he spoke. “Haha! Y/N. It’s great to see you! What brings you to the uhm-..martial arts club?” He asked, raising a brow and crossing his arms over his chest.
Y/N observed the others body language, letting out a small groan in response. “You too? Budo. What’s going on?. Have I done something?” He asked, praying for answers. It was really starting to bug him now, he even thought it might have been the bullies doing, but even they turned a blind eye on him and he was respected by them too.
Budo stepped from side to side slightly, trying his best to suppress his nervous fidgeting. He glanced around before grabbing Y/N’s wrist gently, pulling him inside of the club room before shutting the door and looking around in panic.
Y/N slowly draped an arm on his shoulder, tapping his shoulder gently to try and distract him from his worries. “Budo relax, nothings going to happen. Whatever you’re worrying about..I’m here.” He smiled.
With reassurance from Y/N, Budo stopped and looked at him, leaning into his comforting chaste touch. “I overheard a conversation between Yamada and Aishi talking about how to make others avoid you. I’m unsure why but they were rambling on about how everyone is taking you away from them.”
Y/N looked at the other, he wore a blank expression. He was unsure how to feel at the sudden news. But it did make sense why others were avoiding him so much and why Ayato and Taro hadn’t. He could feel himself going to be sick. He gave a small nod, smiling slightly at Budo. “Thank you for telling me, I appreciate it..” he responds, pulling the martial arts club leader in a warm hug.
Budo reluctantly wrapped his arms around his torso, giving a small nod in response. He closed his eyes for a moment, figuring how dead he would be if he were caught anywhere near Y/N. He slowly opened his eyes, fixating them onto a familiar looking silhouette through the doors. He immediately let go of Y/N in panic, pointing back at the door.
Y/N whipped his head around, only getting a small glimpse of the shadow before the person fled. He sucked in a breath, his heart starting to race. He glanced around, grabbing Mastudas wrist as he opened the door and poked his head out before he started to quietly walk down the hallway with him.
The raven haired boy looked around quickly, keeping quiet, as if he was trying not to alert the person. He knew many people wouldn’t be around so he Prayed they would get out of there quickly.
Within minutes, the two had flown down the stairs, running side by side, footsteps trailing not far behind them as they exited the school building, slowing down when they heard the steps come to a halt. Budo leaned over, resting his hands on his knees as breathed heavily, Y/N leaning against the wall as he tried to catch his breath.
“I think..- we lost..them..-” Budo sighed, slowly getting up.”Go home Y/N.” he spoke again.
Y/N raised a brow, he was clearly worried for Budos safety. “Are you sure?” he asked, Budo giving a small nod of reassurance once more. Without another word, Y/N gave the other a hug before quickly leaving the school grounds. He had great faith in Budo, he was the leader of the martial arts club.
They went their separate ways, Y/N starting to head home. On his way home, he couldn't help but feel tense. He couldn’t shake off what Budo told him minutes ago, he felt weirded out. What would Taro and Ayato want with him? He was convinced that Taro and Osana were in love, he was also sure he had caught Ayato stalking Taro too months ago! He was starting to overthink it too much, he was driving himself down a pothole of anxiety.
Whilst he was lost in thought, someone approached him from ubehind, following closely behind him, awaiting for the perfect moment to strike. Within seconds, the figure wrapped their arms around Y/N, a black glove covering his mouth, the other gripping onto his side tightly to stop him from moving around. “Quit moving, unless you want to die.” The voice spoke, slowly bringing a bloody knife to his neck.
Y/N went stiff in their grasp, immediately recognising the voice. He went into an instant state of panic as he stayed still, listening to every word they said.
There was no way Ayato would actually hurt Y/N! He couldn’t bring himself to do it. He loved him alot, even more than when he had loved Taro previously. Something about the other drove him to absolute insanity, he couldn’t see himself getting violent with Y/N like he thought about with Yamada.
After a few threats and thrashing around, Y/N slowly complied with him and did as he said. He had tried his best to fight back, but the awkward position wasn’t helping him
Ayato grabbed out a cloth which was already covered in chloroform. Wasn’t the safest option, but he figured Y/N could handle it. He held it against Y/N’s mouth and nose. Slowly but surely his body went limp in the other's arms, everything going black.
A soft groan fell from Y/N’s lips, his body aching slightly. How long had he been out for? Just as he went to stretch out his body, his movements were restricted. He hissed slightly, feeling rope burn against his skin. He then recalled what happened, immediately his body going into an utter state of panic as he tried his best to compose himself.
A disgusting scent filled his nose, the smell of something metallic and rusty.
He was snapped out of thoughts as he heard something scuffle nearby, the lights being switched on. Y/N squinted his eyes, allowing him a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the brightness before his gut whirled.
Taro walked in, Ayato following not too far behind him with a small smile. “You’re awake! I hope Ayato wasn’t too rough. He insisted on bringing you here.” He spoke, grumbling softly.
Ayato rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Y/N looked up at the two horrified. He could still imagine the bloody gloves, the feeling of the liquid leaking onto his clothes whilst he was fighting against Ayato.
Oh he could only imagine whose blood it was…
He prayed that Budo got home safely.
“I didn’t hurt him. He's fine. See, no injuries.” Ayato spoke, kicking off the wall and walking over to Y/N, gripping his chin gently. “You’re not scared, are you?” He asked lowly.
Y/N tensed up, shaking his head. “Whose blood..was that on you?” He asked with a shaky voice.
Ayato chuckled softly, shaking his head slightly. “The martial arts leader, uh Budo Matsuda. That guy who had his arms around you..” he mumbled, his skin crawling just at the thought of others being anywhere near him.
Y/N sunk back into his chair, his breathing quickening slightly. He knew he shouldn’t have left Budo alone. “You’re sick! Both of you- Oh my fucking god..” he yelled out, seeing Taro dragging Budo’s limp body along the floor. He felt sick, visibly gagging a few times.
Yamada glanced over at Y/N, smiling slightly and rubbing his neck. “Sorry Y/N, I gotta get rid of the body.” He hummed. He looked extremely happy, it made Y/N sick to his core. How could someone be so cruel?
Y/N looked away, clenching his eyes shut tightly, hoping that this was just all a bad dream. He shut out the voices of both Ayato and Taro, his whole world going quiet as he sat there in silence.
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Hi uhm. I don't usually send in asks, buuut I would really like to see some rough dom Ayato x male reader, if you could? If you're not comfortable with male reader, I'd be good with gn!
I feel Ayato would have the most sweetly condescending words, a big mix of praise and degradation, but he'd be so rough and mean, teasing when you whine and cry
♡ Imagine dom!Ayato enjoying playing with his puppy ♡
!● warnings: male reader, praising, degradation, rough Ayato, calling you puppy, sub!male reader, rimming, very smut, NSFW🔞 no minors or I’ll eat u alive
notes: I'm more than comfortable with writing for the male readers here 😩💕 Anyone is welcome my dear! AND SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG, had recently lots of stress qwq
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Ayato's and your's story collided very fast together. Simply put, during Ayato’s morning routine training, he saw you wedeling the sword. Well, you told yourself you tried to get better but in Ayato’s eyes it looked like you were fighting bees. After this time both of you trained together. He taught you lots of cool sword techniques and loved your cute reactions whenever he made a smooth movement. After some weeks he invited you over. You were pretty nervous since it was a big deal to get an invitation from the Kamisato Clan, especially from the head of the Clan itself! As soon as you were allowed to enter the very scary and big looking house, you waited in his office. In the morning he told you it would be an important conversation between him and you. Since he also looked pretty serious while telling you this, you were nervous. Of course, who wouldn’t be nervous around Ayato? Fumbling around your clothing made you look like a young person waiting to get scolded. It’s something that your mother always told you. “(y/n)! Stop fumbling around your clothes, it will make it look messy.” You said quietly to yourself while smiling. Little did you not notice that Ayato and Thoma entered the office. Your cheeks immediately turned to a light pink shade before you saw Thoma smiling. “Oh yeah, right, should I get something to drink or anything light to eat for you…?” Thoma also questioned Ayato who sat down on his comfortable ground pillow to sort the files he was holding before. “No, thank you. It won’t take long between (y/n) and me.” Ayato smiled with his usual impression at your direction. Before turning towards Thoma who was about to go. “And please make sure that no one interrupts us.” With a short bow Thoma left the office and closed the door behind it. Before you could turn around to Ayato, he interrupted you.
“Sit closer to me. You don’t need to be shy around me.” This time his smile wasn’t masked. It felt like he genuinely wanted you to see him like this. It was so soft you could drown in it. Without wasting more time you stand up, lightly tap your cloth back to normal before sitting in front of him which he seemed not to like. “We have done much more … intimate things than this, (y/n). Come here.” He pointed at his lap.
Yes, he was right. Both of you did not only train together but also had some very important business to take care of in his changing room… or behind the tree where no one would catch you guys or even one time in the small storage room. It was mostly you who was on the knees and sucking his dick. Of course it was all consent! After all he did not want to hurt you or let you feel uncomfortable since he was in a way higher position than you would ever be.
After you finally placed your ass on his lap, his arms curled around your waist. You could feel his hot breath on your neck while he hugged you closer on him. “Ahhh~ I’m sorry if this was sudden for you to be here. You are a good guard and studied a lot the past weeks.” While Ayato casually talked to you, his hands spread your legs open, rubbing around your clothed dick. “I saw potential in you since the first time I laid my eyes on you.” You started to shiver from the light kisses on your neck and the friction between your legs which he caused with every rub. It definitely made you excited which he noticed. Without a comment, Ayato turned you around and gave you a soft kiss on the mouth. You were surprised but welcomed it. Both of your mouths melted together as time passed. To sum up, your relationship with Ayato was currently living with pleasure, like an open relationship even though you were loyal towards Ayato and never thought of someone else to love except him.
„Undress yourself. Don‘t worry about someone walking in. The door is closed and I don‘t have any important meetings to attend currently. We are basically free to do whatever we desire.“
Your hand rested on his chest to not lose balance while you undressed yourself. Ayato himself leaned back and watched you intensely. This made you nervous and he could sense it. Like a predator waiting for his prey. A light touch was enough to make your hair on your skin stand up immediately. It excited you a lot and now in this situation where you are basically sitting on top of him ready to undress yourself, it makes your heart beat louder inside your chest. First you started to undress your unnecessary armory. You tossed them on the ground which caused some loud sounds but Ayato just chuckled when he saw your surprised expression. „You are cute when you are worried.“ A slight pout formed by you before you turned away. „H-How should I start, my lord?“
Oh how his ears are blessed to hear you call him with lord. „Awww, I want my puppy to be quiet or else I won’t be gentle with you. ”
As soon as he said it, his hands wandered around your naked body. Exploring your cold skin. Your nipples were getting hard. It felt like you were starving for his touches. He chuckled a bit and stopped exploring your touches. As soon as his hands left your body you leaned towards him almost falling into his lap, embarrassed that it almost happened, your cheeks turned slightly red.
“Sit back on my lap", Ayato demanded. You did as he ordered and sat back on his lap facing him. Your arms wrapped around his neck. “Can I kiss you, my lord?”, you shyly asked and he gave you a nod. Another kiss but this time you gained a bit more confidence. As soon as your lips collided together, you tried to apart his lips with your wet tongue. He noticed how eager you were and accepted the tongue battle. Of course he would win against you, so he decided to make this last long enough. Both of you were strong opponents but you knew you would lose against Ayato no matter how strong you tried to press against him. While you tried to gain dominance against him, your arms slipped down from his shoulders letting your concentration fade. The kiss ended and you tried to catch your breath but Ayato started to rub your dick which caused you to moan out loud. You immediately held both of your hands on your mouth, showing how embarrassed you got, Ayato increased his gentle touches. Your body leaned against him while both of Ayato's hands wrapped around your dick. Getting a handjob by him while he still wears his elegant gloves, gives an extra friction on your dick. It makes you feel even hotter. “A-ayato… p-please…”, your voice cracked higher as soon as he stopped his movements to squeeze your dick gently. “Puppy, what did I tell you?”, blue eyes staring at yours. He was serious about being silent so you nodded and covered your mouth again. As a little reward he kisses your forehead and restarts rubbing your dick. Since there was no lubricator, he used your pre-cum. His gloves however started to get soaked by it making it harder to make you feel good. His movements increased suddenly making you squeal quietly. Ayato knew exactly when to stop when you were getting closer to your first orgasm. You concentrate harder not to moan out, so you bite on your lower lips, closing your eyes, heavy breathing until … there was no release at all. Confused why Ayato stopped, you open your eyes to meet a grinning Ayato. Your eyes filled slowly with tears while your body reacted and grind slowly on his lap. Your revealed dick on his clothed one.
“Say your words.”, he demanded again. It excited him to see you all submissive to him. Wanting to get the sweet release, you grinded a bit faster on his lap, causing Ayato’s body to jump up a bit. “P-please I need to cum.” As soon as he heard your voice, he grabbed you by the neck and kissed you again. This was the moment you knew that you could grind faster and harder against him, almost jumping on his hard dick, you chased after your orgasm. Seconds later you cummed on his clothing, making it dirty by accident while Ayato stopped the kiss to let you breathe. Looking down on him, you also noticed that his pants were stained inside. Did he also cum? Before you could ask him, he grabbed your ass and sat you down on his deck. Surprised by the sudden action you blink a bit.
“(y/n) it is now my turn to feel good too, no?”
Zipping his pants open, his glorious dick bounced out where you now saw that it was covered in cum. “How shall I help you, my lord?”, you asked playfully, not expecting him to chuckle at your answer, giving you a quick kiss on the nose. “You know what I want, don't you?” It was such a softer reaction than you used from him. Usually he would slap you or hold your breath, but this time it was a bit different. You liked it, which was showing off with your red cheeks. Of course you obliged and were more than happy to spread your legs apart to show him your ass.
Ayato then proceeds to knee down to go between your legs. Using his tongue to lubricate your asshole, stimulating with his moans too, making your own dick again harder. The deeper he got with his tongue the more you tried not to moan out.
“Oh yes… right there, Ayatooohh~~ aah~”
You lay down on your back and close your eyes. You were getting aroused by his tentacle-like tongue. After a while Ayato stands up and spanks your asscheek. Leaving your hole begging to get filled. “Wake up, puppy, show me you sweet ass~”, he waited until you positioned yourself back up to spread your asshole. With a quick few strokes on his own dick, he pushed himself inside you, hugging you completely. He was dominating you here fully and started to move with a fast space. You couldn’t even relax fully when Ayato’s movement even increased when you tried to push him a bit away from you. “W-wait, Ay–”, he shuts your mouth with a deep kiss while still going rough on you. He completely fucked you without any mercy but there was something that you loved about this. Even though it started to hurt you, you still enjoyed it. Even if your eyes are filled with tears; even if you saw in Ayato’s eyes only the lust for you, it was enjoyable. With a hug you pressed yourself into him, while Ayato got sloppier the more he chased his own orgasm. Turned on from your nails digging inside his back, he moaned inside the kiss. You shut your eyes down almost cumming with him, he let go of the kiss and fully focused on fucking you harder into the desk.
“ughn…” and with that he finishes off inside you, completely filling you until the brim. As soon as he pushes himself out of you, you cummed finally, embarrassed by the feeling of liking him to go rough on you. His breath irregularly, his eyes looking down at the mess he made, slapping your asscheek hard to see the cum coming out of your ass. “Heh… look at you.” Now grabbing your ass and starting to massaging it. “I think I will dismiss more meetings today.”, smiling at you while you tried to calm down from your own high.
“Y-yes, my lord.”
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English is not my first language so sorry for any mistake
You were asking for some requests right?
So what about some morning kisses with some genshin characters of you choice?
Have a nice day/night
Yes this is absolutely adorable, im gonna be doing Itto, Childe, Zhongli and Ayato!
And don't worry, you did amazing :)
CW; none, just kisses :))
WC;
Kiss me
Itto
It was early morning, and you had just woken up, your wonderful Oni lover beside you. His muscular arms wrapped tightly around your midsection as snores left his slightly parted lips, you turned in his grip some, now facing the handsome man. Still, in the soft early haze of the morning, you decided the best way to wake him up would to be press soft fleeting kisses on his face. You started at his cheek, and made your way to the other, of course making sure to press ever-so-sweet kisses to his lips. You had started to make your way up to his forehead when he stirred awake, his grip tightening a bit before he loosened it. Itto's eyes fluttered open to look at your smiling face, pressing a long and loving kiss to your lips before muttering out a still very tired "Mornin' hot stuff…"
Childe
It was freezing cold in Sheznnya, your boyfriend's body heat was what kept you insanely warm during these times, the heavy blanket also aiding in keeping you warm. As well as the warm feeling that bloomed in your body as you woke up to light kisses being pressed against your collarbone, accompanied by warm hands gliding up and down your bare back. Cracking one head open to look at your sweet ginger-haired lover, you couldn't help the smile that formed on your lips at seeing the pleased expression on his face as he looked up at you from where he was laying, your hand coming up to brush through his bed head hair. Clearing your throat you spoke as sleep still laced your voice "G'morning baby… Did you sleep well?" All you got was a sweet hum in return as he kissed from your neck up to your lips. Maybe you guys should stay in bed a little longer.
Zhongli
You were awoken by a soft shake, your wonderful husband's voice ringing in your ears, "My star… I've made you breakfast, and your favorite tea." You slowly opened your eyes, looking up at Zhongli with a tired but grateful smile, moving to a position so you were sitting up, a warm smile resting on your lips. "Thank you, I hope you know you didn't have to..." every day you couldn't believe you got so lucky to end up with such a sweet husband, who had sat beside you once you took the tray into your lap. His arm wrapped around you as he pressed a sweet kiss to your temple, a pleased hum leaving your lips as you turned your head, so your lips could meet his in a loving kiss. Every day, you thanked Celestia that you ended up with your beloved Adeptus husband. You were the luckiest person in the entirety of Teyvat.
Ayato
You had gotten lucky, you of course were in a form of arranged marriage, seeing as you were the child of a renowned clan. So, to form a bond, your father married you to the head of the Kamisato clan, none other than Kamisato Ayato himself. It was early morning, Thoma had come in to wake up his young leader, said man rolling over and pulling you closer to his chest, soft fluttering kisses to your face waking you up. You counted yourself lucky every day when you thought about how awful this arranged marriage could have gone. Only to end up with someone as sweet and as thoughtful as Ayato, no words had to be exchanged as you two lay in comfortable silence in the warm morning sun. Happiness radiates between the both of you as you just simply enjoyed your morning.
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run, run, run away. # ayato x male!reader
{+} the hands of someone weaponizing a sword must always be kept safe–much like a pianist. but besides, who’s to defy what the word “safe” means in this situation?
^^; top!ayato, bottom male!reader, overstim, quirofilia, teaser ayato
fem aligned dni! feel free to interact with my gn works!
the busy outsides of inazuma city are as bustling as ever, yet here you are, cuddling up with your favorite yashiro commissioner. your shared room serving as a firewall to block the prying eyes of those who wonder.
the cool touch of your lover overwhelms the burning heat of your body. his long, skillful fingers feel every crevice your naked body shows to him. relishing in the way you jump when his touches begin to fall lower. the tender touch of his lips on the back of your neck allow your tense body to relax, even if only a little.
as his lips pull away, his hands fall to your upper thighs. squeezing, then thus prying them apart so that he could see you. all of you. your back arched against his chest as his tender touch makes its way to the head of your cock. his fingers play with the tip for a painfully long time, pre already dripping from the moment you two began.
taking it by the base, he starts to skillfully jerk his hands upwards. a loud moan escaping your mouth when he slowly retraces his hand back down. the coolness of his fingers add to the pleasure as the mix of elements cause you to bend over backwards. in an effort to bully you more, ayato’s idle hand moves to your pleading nipple.
tugging and pulling at the bud while his other hand continues pleasuring you to the fullest. the sounds of your cries only making him want you more. he knows you’re close. he could tell all too well by now.
instead of edging you like his first plan, he opted to speed the hand on your cock up. the already intense pleasure growing more by the second. he listens oh so closely as you release on both his hand and your stomach, the most beautiful trail of moans following suit.
he’s almost certain by now that more than one person has heard your cries and moans of ecstasy. no matter though, there’s no way he could tell you to quite down the sounds that were music to his ears.
ayato’s loose grip stays around your cock as you come down from your high. the already deadly sensitive thing reacting just to his expectation. you were too cute like this, how could he restrain himself from doing it again?
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Hey hey heyyy! new fave author that's you! i'm not really sure if you're taking requests but the ask box is open but you can just delete this if you arent :")
sooooooo bear with me but i need to heal with your angst fic. you write so well and i think you can pull this off because idk if its just me but sometimes the reader is giving off dom vibes. so again if you're comfortable may i pls request for a reader that just makes our tall genshin men feel smol? that's all pls and thank you <3
the shivers [gn/m.reader]
big-brained anon. i will call you primordial anon for being the first one! i was just about to finish the inazuma ver. of workload and i’m vvvv happy that i got this! yes, i will take requests, but i have yet to make some rules, but trust me this one, i can definitely do and hopefully do some justice. i’m not sure which tall genshin men you wanted, so i played it safe and called upon all of the playable tall men ;-; i hope whoever you’re looking for is in here. gn/m reader as always (also it’s cute that you think the reader radiates dom energy wwwww)
dark and suggestive content so please be warned ehe. dom reader with tall playable men ft. diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli, ayato, thoma, itto, and alhaitham. also pls excuse my manners on alhaitham’s, yours truly lost the 50/50 and i am taking it out on him 😔
Alhaitham
Agony. Pure agony gnawed somewhere within Alhaitham’s unbelievably still human heart. It throbbed with want and ached for your attention, but you simply weren’t a mind reader (or maybe you were, but somehow magically, you suddenly couldn’t read his pain at the moment). His eyes narrowed as you conversed with the juniors that sought you out from left to right — you were an alumni in Akademiya of course, a popular one at that and as the professors sang your praises, the scholars couldn’t help but take chance.
You were far more approachable than the current scribe after all. It’s only logical that the students would flock you and that alone could barely get a rise out of him. However, this one calls for a special circumstance — an outlier, if you will.
And as his gaze burned at the sight, he still couldn’t fathom how you couldn’t feel his silent wanting, he’d even dare as to say he was brooding at this point, deprived of your attention that you often promised he has.
All because of a previous classmate of yours.
You felt it alright, the uncomfortable heavy feeling at the back of your head. And you’re wont to the realization that it may have been your dearly beloved Alhaitham, him and his impatience growing by the second. And you could feel the exasperation that brewed inside him, boiling like a dormant magma suddenly growing active, but there was a little devil on your shoulder, urging you to be a little bit more mean to him, and continued to talk to Tighnari.
Your companion wasn’t any dumber, in fact, he was the first one to feel the heated stare directed in your direction. And while he expressed his adamance in leaving to cease the Akademiya lunatic’s jealousy, the knowing mirth in your eyes asked him to stay a little longer. To aid you in your little game.
“You ought to pay attention to him,” the forest ranger laughed a little, feeling the tiniest bit of pity towards the infamous coolheaded scribe, now left at your mercy. Tighnari, being one of your best mates in your years in Akademiya also had to succumb into your ruthlessness. Truly, you and Alhaitham were a match made in abyss for putting up with each other’s antics. “I could already feel my spine crawling with dread.”
“Indulge me with just a few more minutes, my good friend. I did truly miss you after all — what with my work often moving and you barely coming in the city when I am home,” you laughed a little and Tighnari only shot you a disapproving look at your stalling.
“Come and visit then. If I remember right, you promised Collei some trinkets from your trip in Mondstadt.”
“Yeah, yeah.” You waved at Tighnari as the hybrid finally left your clutches with an equally mediocre enthusiasm. And finally, you spun on your heel, excusing yourself for awhile from the scholars who were most likely hoping to hold an audience with you.
You walked back to the secluded area, far from the prying eyes (though you didn’t mind if there were onlookers, a little humiliation is always fun). Alhaitham’s eyes were trained back on the book, though you figured his attention was miles away from the texts and still is fixated on your presence.
Sliding the books out of Alhaitham’s way, you finally sat on the table and gently grabbed his chin, a soft gaze from you was all it took for the man to melt. He subtly leaned into your touch and you relished in the fact as he breathed in the scent of cologne that you would always dab on your wrist, inhaling your scent like a drug, “You needn’t be so jealous, love. I’m always here and I could never betray your trust. To simply do so would be the death of me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Is that so? I must be projecting then. Perhaps because of that one little girl that thought you were up for grabs.” Your words had Alhaitham immediately stiffening under your touch as he finally abandoned the book, hands grabbing onto your thighs so tightly — a silent apology that he somehow forgot.
But you yearned for a verbal apology, you wanted to hear the remorse in his voice even if you had to pull it out of him in sobs and soft moans. Alas, you were much too impatient as your hand on his chin shifted, now grasping his cheeks and squishing them together.
Through his forced puckered lips, he mumbled out a muffled apology, “M’s’rry…”
A laugh tore away from your throat, “I know you are.” You leaned down, pressing a kiss to those soft lips of his before dauntingly sticking out your tongue and giving a rather carnal lick afterwards, effectively wetting his lips.
Your vice grip in his cheeks was nothing against his quiet whimper of plea as you devoured his still puckered lips with your fervent licks and mildly aggressive nips, uncaring whether or not the skin of his lips broke and bled. And even then, Alhaitham was sure you absolutely enjoyed the taste of the metallic iron as long as it was his. And nothing could get him going more knowing that despite the toying you did with him, the way you seemed mean at times and absolutely refused to acknowledge him, you were wrapped around his finger.
A soft groan left your lips when he squeezed your thighs with much force — and while that could have been a cue for something else entirely, you had enough awareness not to take him there and then and opted to pull away with a conniving grin.
Quiet pants left Alhaitham’s lightly swollen lips, completely red and absolutely drenched in your saliva. You only gave him one more smile before reaching out to wipe away the drooling mess you’ve made on your beloved scribe.
“Thank you for that quick snack break. I ought to entertain more research questions. The Amurta scholars these days are so jovial! It gets my heart pumping to see their cute eager faces. I’ll see you later, love.”
And this time, Alhaitham let you go with little to no protest, feeling that he himself was also fulfilled for the moment.
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Ayato
Impatience flooded through Ayato’s system as he continued to keep up the facade in front of the other commissioners. He was far from an exquisite mood as he continued to listen to the ludicrous suggestions of his fellow politicians. He has seen children pitch better ideas on how to catch a tanuki when he walked the streets of Inazuma City with you a couple of days before.
And speaking of which, you were the love hidden behind closed doors. The darling jewel of the Kamisato clan — a nobleman from the faraway lands of your proud nation. Only Celestia knows how such an important figure such as yourself ended up in the doorstep of the Kamisato household. But only his sister and trusted keeper would know how a prolific man such as Ayato end up in your strong and caring arms.
The thought of you suddenly had Ayato feeling weak in the knees, doing who knows what — and he dreaded to see you lonely, and in desperate need of company. Ayaka was often out and about, handling the surface affairs, and Thoma was much too busy with the upkeep of the teashop when he’s not in duty as a housekeeper and your companion. He dreaded the thought of you emerging from the household and suddenly being seen by the rest without his approval — his secret love.
He bore through the absolutely god-awful meeting with the mere thought of you keeping him sane through this absolutely maddening (important) boredom.
While Ayato was preoccupied with unrestrained concern for your wellbeing, you weren’t all too bothered with being left in the deafening silence of the Kamisato household; as a matter of fact, you reveled in the tranquility your beloved’s home have offered you. You took care of everything like a good spouse, taking off some labor from Thoma and even learned a few hobbies you can teach Ayaka.
You were much too independent to be helpless. You liked to move and surprise people with the extent of your prowess. It was enticing to see their surprised reactions, throwing people off guard was a pastime you could never hope to give up.
Perhaps it was why you loved Ayato all the more. His reaction could never be beaten by any other person. Especially when it dawned on him that he too can be outsmarted and overpowered, to be underneath someone and to feel what it’s like to relinquish control. Not politically though, you could never take that from him. Otherwise, he’s all in your hands.
And none was all different when Ayato finally arrived home, a breathtaking yet cheeky smile plastered on his flawless face. His voice reverberated through the house as he entered, laced with eagerness as he stepped on the tatami floors as he made his way to where you are. And unsurprisingly, you were by the engawa, indulging the serenity of the place.
“Welcome home, lovely,” your voice already had him growing weak, almost missing a step as he sat behind you, arms already lacing around your sturdy shoulders. He inhaled your scent fresh and sweet, only fueling his intoxication. “How was work?”
“Long and tiring. I abhorred the time wasted not being with you,” you could feel Ayato‘s pout against the nape of your neck and laughed. You indulged him and his nuzzling against your skin, letting him go through all kinds of euphoria. You licked up every single attention he gave you and Ayato was no different as he continued to take advantage of what little control he has in this moment.
“It’s not all so bad. It‘s not like I’m going anywhere.” Your words quickly reeled Ayato in as desperation seeped through his veins — a desperation for you to make good on your promise and to never, ever break it. Hah. Like you were even foolish enough to do so. “I should hope that I can hold you on the same promise?”
Your tone made it out a suggestion but Ayato shivered at the thinly veiled threat — knowing that he can’t escape your grasp ever. That he’s shackled so lovingly within you; a promise of raw love that only you and him can enjoy and no one else. Of course, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He submitted into your touch as you turned around and swiftly pulled him into your lap.
“Absolutely ravishing,” Ayato’s breath hitched at your compliment. He’s heard people sing their praise to him in a hundred words, but all you had to do was speak and he’s already so, so weak, completely under your mercy. His hands made its way to your shoulders to gain some grounding, a footing in this world with all the haze your words injected into his mind.
Ayato’s smile was lazy, eyes half-lidded as he leaned in to steal a kiss you’ve been cruelly depriving him of since his arrival, and you were quick to reciprocate. He almost fell out of your lap when your hands gripped his hips tightly, oh so possessively, and he could only imagine the marks you’d leave if he wasn’t wearing his layered uniform at work.
Pulling away from the kiss, he left one more peck, “You’re doing my head in, y’know? Take some responsibility.”
You wouldn’t have been Ayato’s beloved if you did otherwise.
The wooden floorboards creaked as you shifted, rocking forward further with a hand on the back of Ayato’s head as you laid him down. Ayato had to stifle a quiet whine as your lips found themselves attached on his chin, considering that his clothes left so little room for an opening in his neck. He quivered as your lips moved further up, just on the side of his bottom lip where his beauty mark was. Archons, he’s never felt so defenseless as he did with you.
Alas, you were a tease and soon left him alone as you sat up, his legs immediately wrapping around your waist to pull you back in as he flashed you a sly grin, “What say we bless the stars tonight with a show?”
You scoffed with a smile, “No, thank you. I’d get jealous.”
The Yashiro commissioner was purring in delight.
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Diluc
Reluctance was a feeling that Diluc should have expected and prepared for, only for him to do the exact opposite of it. Instead, he was blindsided and only has himself to blame. Though, quite frankly, he’d rather have you take responsibility instead.
He was never one for conversations and actively avoided them as much as possible unless it was a talk about business. Diluc could never find himself engage into a mindless chatter, and often kept to himself. Though, granted he has the traveler to thank for keeping him company and prying him open at times, but other than that, his interactions with people are limited to the staff of his winery and the tavern, sometimes with Kaeya, and on certain nights when he’s bartending, he’d make the effort to speak to kick out a drunkard bard out of the tavern.
All of that however boiled down into nothing in comparison to the hurricane that was you. None of his experiences (if one could even call it that) could have prepared him for the situations that you would put him in. They were so unbearable, and often times it leaves him completely exasperated at your antics.
But even so, he’s willing to bear it all if it meant he could be with you. Diluc would go through the most compromising positions you would put him in if it meant he could gain even an inkling of approval from you. And it may just be his brain trying to comfort him, but he does feel significantly more lax in the company of others ever since you became a part of his peaceful life.
All of a sudden, he’s holding up better in mundane talks and people noticed. The patrons of his tavern were all flabbergasted to see that the air around Diluc has cleared and that it doesn’t feel like a chore to him to even talk to them. Even the traveler and their emergency food noticed that there was a different feel to Diluc upon their return to Mondstadt to fulfill some commissions. Adelinde could not be any prouder for her master as he indulged those small talks.
If only she knew why.
Case in point — Diluc has gotten better in socializing because of you. Only because anything seems far easier than being subjected into your shameless cruelty.
A quiet wail left the Darknight hero’s quivering lips as his back collided against the walls of your shared bedroom. The hurricane that ruthlessly terrorized his otherwise peaceful and dull life was you — relentless and absolutely merciless. All logic from his mind slowly went down the drain as you ruthlessly devoured him, like a lion forced into fasting feeding on a gazelle; you went in for the kill.
Your lips left no room in his neck as you enjoyed your feast. Much like that ridiculously gruesome analogy, you were just as deprived, forced into being a good partner for your beloved Diluc as he went on with a week filled with nothing but conducting business for the winery as well as doing his duties as the protector of Mondstadt while its occupants fall into a collective slumber.
Not like you were any better though — you were also just as busy, collecting research samples for your investigative partner, Albedo. And all of that resulted into missed quality times, as you were often away before Diluc could wake up and you were already asleep before he could come home. It was ridiculous.
But freedom was a theme that Mondstadt upheld and suddenly, there was free time. A sliver of chance where Diluc came home earlier and you went home a little later, only crossing paths on the way to the winery. And all that eventually led to your ferocious and undeterred expression of love.
Diluc could already see the glimmering stars as he tilted his head up to leave more room in his neck, eyes screwed shut to keep his mind off of the embarrassing position he’s in — held up against the wall by you, barely supported by anything but the wall behind him and your hands that gripped on his thighs when you lifted his legs up.
“Have you any idea how much I’ve longed for a chance to even breathe you in?” Your harmless growl against the skin of his neck was enough to send him into a spiral of embarrassment and pride. He never had much chance to feel someone’s incredible want for him until the day you came along and Diluc soon found that this was a feeling he could never let go of.
Alas, your question, rhetoric or not, was left unanswered when all of the experience he’s had in conversing with others left his pretty little mind. Just the feeling of your possessive hands grip onto his skin so tightly had him forgetting the every alphabet in Teyvat’s language. Short ragged breathing left Diluc’s lips and he finally opened his eyes when he felt you pull away, granting his neck to see the light.
Vicious and angry marks are bound to decorate his skin by the looks of it and he was no better than you — completely drowned in excitement and thrill.
You could see the wanton need in his eyes, now completely glossed over with a haze that looks all too familiar, you could even say that the feeling’s an old friend of yours — what with you being completely insatiable. That is until Diluc came into your peripherals and suddenly you had the urge to drag him where you are; and ever the pliant gentleman this man is, he quickly caved, only to realize just how ruthless you are.
Even so, it’s not completely unwelcome. Diluc’s mind muses as you dove back in, this time with an urge to leave him breathless for a much different reason.
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Itto
Excitement was not so much of a stranger in the company of Itto. He was always so exuberant, even to the point of it placing him in trouble under the Tenryou commission. And while the gang cheered him on (other than the reliable and trustworthy Shinobu), it still is, at the end of the day, nothing but trouble.
However, beyond that, the only thing that Itto could get consumed in excitement without getting in trouble are his ramblings about you. To say that he was your biggest fan would be an understatement, and just when people have started to think that no one could be prouder of Arataki Itto than himself, the moment your name leaves his mouth, no one else is escaping the plethora of praises he has for you.
You were his pride and joy and to be able to have you as his was nothing short of a miracle — well, not so much, considering that surely no one can resist Itto’s irresistible charms. And as he boasted about you and how you were all over him, people can only accept the fate they subjected themselves into. The usual victims of his rambling could just as easily ace a test that was all about you. People knew of the things you favored and the ones that didn’t, the things that can get you to stop doing what you are doing just to indulge yourself.
And you let them. You figured there was no harm done in Itto blabbing away who you are. Really, people knew you but you rarely ever showed yourself around them, being one of the work types in contrast to your partner’s easy going life. And besides, it was nothing short of amusing to see people’s faces when they finally catch a glimpse of the Itto’s priceless jewel that is you and you’d often hear people comment offhandedly about Itto’s words not even doing you justice.
You enjoyed those moments — the praises that you hear from left to right were welcomed with a captivating and grateful smile from yours.
But all that pales in comparison to the feeling you get when you praise your beloved, watching him completely fall apart in your arms as your honeyed whispers filled with promises of love and sin get him going.
“And then I managed to pick the biggest onikabuto! And when I got to duel I almost won!” Itto faltered a little as the realization dawned on him that it was yet another loss in his books. Fortunately, he quickly recovered, “N-Not that I didn’t lose because I suck! I let those kids have a taste of victory!”
“Hoh? Like before?” You entertained Itto’s whims as you continued to cut slices into the apples that his gang had managed to procure on their adventuring in the outskirts of Inazuma. “How generous. I could only hope to see the glee in those children’s eyes.”
Itto jumped up from his seat and headed over to you, arms snaking around your hips with his chin resting on your shoulder. You picked up a slice and fed it to the oni, who so gladly obliged your little act of service. In any case, someone could mistake the dynamics of your relationship with someone if they were to see just how docile you are and how well-behaved Itto seems to be.
But much like your job, you liked to work behind closed doors and you were far more appreciative with your own work when it’s only seen by your own eyes.
You swiftly turned around, still encased with Itto’s strong arms with an apple in hand. But such an innocent gesture can only be deciphered as deceiving, especially with the way your eyes glinted. It was dangerous and sharp, on the prowl like a hungry predator, and in this case, Itto was always subjected into the role of a prey. Still, with Itto’s lack of awareness, he can only give you a beaming smile, so filled with sweet innocence and… stupidity. Something you can appreciate more as this man’s sole corruptor.
“Just hearing you being such a nice oni to those children…” your voice shifted and even with Itto’s constant naïveté, he can hear the seductive danger behind your words. “You must’ve been a very good boy, huh?”
He quickly perked up, unable to resist your words. He almost felt his knees buckle — and he would’ve given out had you not been holding him up well. Wait, since when were you the one in charge? He was the one who had a grip on you earlier.
Without even so much of an effort, you spun him around, now the one trapped between the kitchen counter and your body. It must’ve been the Inazuman summer heat that suddenly set him ablaze — you flashed him a small smile that he could never recover from, so approving yet so domineering; all Itto could think about now is how he can draw out more praises from your sweet lips.
Lucky for him, you feeling relatively charitable that day. You brought up the apple slice against his lips, prying them open and watched with amusement as he opened his mouth willingly, obedient and pliant, like a dog. You leaned in, attaching your lips to the apple halfway through his bite and gazed at him, sultry and still so collected. Itto could only swallow dryly at the proximity and— oh, since when did you have such a vice grip on his bare waist?
Itto could feel himself squirm a little and look away, and you followed, not even letting him get a breathing room. You nudged the apple slice into his mouth still with that small smile that hid a lot of harmless malice, taking delight in the oni’s sudden subservience.
“What a good oni you are,” you repeated and Itto could do nothing but absorb every praise you’d give. “My good boy.”
He’s been such a good boy, right? Rarely any jail time for him. Surely you can reward him with something more palpable?
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Kaeya
Remorse was something Kaeya thought he would feel the moment he kisses his bachelor life goodbye. Admittedly, the situation with getting in a relationship with was a very rocky path he took on. It was a mess and even Kaeya could not smooth talk his way out of that kind of argument. It was an unhealthy push and pull, he wanted you so bad was much too terrified. He has other commitments and he has a mission to carry on his back.
But ever the benevolent person you are, you managed to put up with the highs and the lows of the infamous cavalry captain, letting him off to disappear for days only to come back in your arms, looking like a kicked puppy. Somehow you knew that even with his emotional availability, his constant flirting with others, you knew that even without the promise of his commitment, he would always, always come back to you.
And each time, you would receive him happily in your arms.
The moment that finally, Kaeya was somehow able to comfort or gaslight himself into thinking that a commitment to the real thing was miles better than him having to spend time with strangers, pretending that it was you underneath him. And boy was it a treat.
What Kaeya thought would be something he would entirely regret, turned into something far better (or worse) for him. You were the epitome of the alcohol he would spend mora on, the intoxicating heat that gets him all too feverish. You kept up with him like you did back when he would push and pull against you. His teasings quickly shut down by your quick mouth and sharp wit.
But he didn’t expect the way you were instantly able to subvert his expectations the night he decided to finally bed you. You took him with the dominance that he was sure rifthounds would cower from and he had to risk a day of being late in his position for the very first time in his otherwise clean career.
Within the few months, you’ve managed to embed yourself into his life like a poison, further dragging him down into something he can only see getting close to what seems to be an obsession. He was, by all means, addicted to your touch, the way you leave him breathless, and the way that absolutely no one knows the things you can do behind that innocent smile. Because you were a homemaker, the kind of person parents would recommend their sons and daughters to get married to.
It really was always the quiet ones.
However, you did not come without any risk. Kaeya was an important figure in Mondstadt, and more or less, he worried about your safety. Though it was not the usual safety issues that he has to deal with. Homemaker or not, he knew you can hold on your own with your vision. Though it was more on the fact that he had to keep the relationship a secret that you were in danger — as far as everyone was concerned, you were not taken.
And people sure did show their interest the moment you headed out to the tavern. He was supposed to have a quiet drink with you and enjoy your presence outside your lovely home for once.
“Oh, you absolute charmer!” One of the women by your side laughed loudly. She gave you a playful shove, and as someone who has been the one to receive and give such a tactic, Kaeya already knew her intentions with you. “It’s honestly a miracle of sorts that you’re still unwed!”
Kaeya had to intervene before any of the you-deprived people made a move. He entered the space and everyone parted out of respect. You only gave him a beaming smile that left him invigorated, “Ah! Captain Kaeya! What an honor!”
“Hoho~ the fabled Mondstadt’s homemaker heading out for drinks? How fascinating. Care to have a drink with me? I have much to ask of you.” It was a silent plea behind his words, and you weren’t always so mean to him hence your obedience, letting him lead you up into the far less populated second floor.
“Have you learned that there’s a way to see how well someone can kiss?” You were quick to bring up and Kaeya just had to know. He pulled you in by the waist, knowing that he’s safe from the prying eyes (and even if there were, he wouldn’t mind them seeing).
“Oh is that so? Pray tell what that might be, hm?”
“Apparently if you can tie a cherry step into a knot, it means that you’re an expert at it! And,” you paused, a hand digging into your pocket as you showed Kaeya what seems to be knotted stem, “Looks like I passed the test?”
Kaeya and his teasing nature couldn’t help but prod further, “Hoh? But shouldn’t I be the judge of that? Not some stem. Matter of fact, did you just do that to prove yourself… or to impress others?”
A mischievous mirth lit up in your eyes that usually gleamed of innocence and Kaeya was over the moon at hitting the jackpot. You wasted no second as you bent down, one knee already pressing up against his lower region and he had to stifle a quiet groan at the sensation. Truly, the grip you had in him was absolutely maddening.
With a grin, you tilted his head up, adoring the way his eye closed in anticipation. And to his surprise, he could only feel something rub up against his closed eye, as you gave it a generous lick, like a dog oh so happy to see his owner. But Kaeya had to wonder… just who was the owner in this relationship… surely even with the way you’re acting you would know…
You gave him a peck on the lips and Kaeya almost lost it when he could smell his favorite wine on you, “I may have to control myself for now, dearest. While it thrills me so, I believe you have a reputation to uphold.”
Kaeya could care less now, with eyes clouded with lust, he could only tug into your trousers with a lazy smirk, “Are you certain about that?”
The look in your hungry eyes said no.
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Tartaglia
Cruel — other than his loving family back in Snezhnaya, that was what people would initially regard him as if they were to know of his status as the eleventh harbinger of the Fatui. Should people look past his boyish charms and friendly smile, they would’ve known how utterly devious Childe could be. And that was something he took pride on, he loved the fear he instilled in his enemies and his time down in abyss only further exacerbated the carnal urge to come out on top.
He has his reasons though — considering that he was the youngest among the lineup of the Tsarita’s harbingers. He has to prove his spot, and if being merciless was the way to go through it all, then he would gladly do so with little to no complaints.
Alas, he was a competitive fellow too. Almost everything is a challenge to him; one he would take on with gusto and flawlessness; essentially what his trademark is meant to be. But even he was sure that he could not compare to the likes of you.
Especially in cruelty.
His very endeared partner, you, hailing from nowhere, you suddenly became a sought after figure under the Cryo Archon’s kingdom. Admiration could not even come close to Childe’s feelings whenever you would grant him a few seconds of your time to show up. But now that he has you as his beloved sweetheart, none could pry him away from you. And admittedly, he even became far more hesitant in heeding the Tsarita’s orders should he be parted from you on missions.
He says you’re his sweetheart, but even Childe knows better. It was you who turned him into a subservient sweetheart, pliant and soft under your mean gaze, almost begging to be around you for even just one second. And you were sure that he’d have gone mad in ecstasy if you starved him with only your blood to offer for his sustenance. Hence the ecstatic look on your beloved harbinger was nothing short of adorable when the Tsarita had let you accompany him to Liyue.
However, your cruelty knows no bounds; and Childe learned that the hard way.
Or perhaps, he was still learning as he watched you completely ignore him since your arrival in Liyue, opting to dote on his subordinates instead, which greatly infuriated him beyond reason. You promised! You promised that only he could have your attention within your stay, and that you would make up for the time he headed back home only to hear that you were in Fontaine, holding an audience with the Chief Justice of the nation. But you weren’t making good on it in the slightest bit.
If only he knew that your cruelty was a process to be had. That your cruelty in itself was a form of sickening kindness, a way for him to need you more, to realize that he can’t have it any better after you… not like there was ever a need to convince him anyway.
And as the night finally fell, a moody Childe faced you as soon as you returned home from your little outing with the Liyue Qixing (whom you’ve made a promise to have a deal with in the near future). There was a cute pout in his lovely face and you couldn’t help but huff out a laugh in amusement, watching his normally blank eyes emit such ferocious jealousy.
“Careful dear, any more of that and you’ll be having wrinkles.” Your laugh was quick to pull him out of his brooding, finding it hard to stay mad now that finally, you were talking to him.
Childe felt like a child deprived of any form of love as he made a mad dash towards you who barely left the doorway and engulfed you in a hug, tight and absolutely refused to let go. If he were only more aware, he would’ve seen the pleased devious smile on your face before prying him away from you, resorting into a disapproving frown from your partner.
“You owe me this much, y’know? You—” Not even before he could make his proper argument, Childe already found himself getting pulled back in, a grip around his waist with one arm while the other caressed his cheek.
“I owe you?” Your mirthless laugh sends shivers down his spine and as your gloved hands linger down from his cheek down to the skin of his neck, Childe could only whimper in a poorly concealed excitement. “Dear, I owe you absolutely nothing.” You spat and the harbinger took it with open arms.
He was quick to be reduced into a speechless man as your eyes switched from something loving to something far more dangerous and addicting. Childe could feel himself stiffen in anticipation as your fingers lingered around his neck, tracing his Adam’s apple with a thinly veiled threat.
“I owe you nothing, you lowly harbinger. In fact, I’d like to raise a complaint, yes?” His throat bobbed at your cruel look. “The one night we spent on the ship, it was in rather poor taste. Matter of fact, I despised it. You performed so poorly, I had to finish myself off with someone else.”
It was a lie you both knew, but the thought of you with someone else already had Childe gripping against the lapels of your suit, in complete desperation to prove himself once more. “N-No, wait, I can…”
Your sneer was thrilling as it was arousing for Childe, and the mere thought that this would be the determinant of his life with you that was hanging by a thread was enough to get him going. Childe wasted no time to press up against you, in need to do better than his less than stellar performance.
Your lips ghosted over his trembling ones with a smirk. You absolutely loved your little harbinger.
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Thoma
Guilt flooded through Thoma’s heart as set his course on breaking another poor hopeful maiden’s heart. By all means, Thoma may be unassuming, but it was something already disproven by the many confessions he would receive on the daily. He was Inazuma’s fixer, and was quite popular around neighborhood, not only as the trusted keeper of the renonwed Kamisato siblings, but also as the reliable man that anyone could go to.
And who was anyone to argue? He really did know how to aid people, so much so that the prettiest maidens ought to take him for themselves, finding his abilities endearing, and that while he was no Kamisato, he still is one of the most attractive men in the nation. Often times he does find himself to be the butt of teasing from Ayato and the pitiful smiles that Ayaka would give him.
While one would think it shouldn’t even be that big of a deal, it was more of the fact that there was an existing reason for all of this turmoil. And that just happened to be his dearly beloved fiancé, you. Alas, Thoma never had the guts to tell most people about the love that you and him shared, but rest assured he was not trying to hide you. It’s more of the prejudiced notion of him being a mere housekeeper suddenly about to get married to an important figure like you in Teyvat.
People were conservative in their views, and rarely do they find it amusing when someone of high status hopes to get married to someone who is beneath them.
Thoma hated it so, but he was doing this more for you. He has heard of the extremes Ayato has to go through to keep the Kamisato name alive. And while you haven’t experienced the same thing, Thoma wasn’t going to be the first reason for you to suffer the same fate as his boss — hence his resignation to absolute secrecy.
You, however, did not mind. Sure, you were placed on a pedestal just because of your influence stretching across all nations, but even a small uproar about your marriage to Thoma was nothing in comparison to your gigantic business, in fact, your underground organization can quash any hushed whispers from every corner of this world. But you respected Thoma’s effort and found them quite endearing, him going through all those lengths just for your sake. Nothing could get you going more than an honest and loyal man like him.
What you didn’t appreciate however, was the scene before. You’ve officially arrived back home in Inazuma, dressed in your finest robes as you were hoping to surprise your beloved fiancé — only to be greeted with a less than pleasant sight of a woman nearly convulsing in embarrassment as she spilled her heart out to who was meant to be yours.
Thoma had to learn the hard way. You ought to teach him a lesson. And that was certainly a promise you would make good on.
Thoma’s house was nothing short of comfortable and cozy, far more humble than the grand castle that awaits him as soon as he marries you. And while the luxury it brought was absolutely divine, Thoma could only argue that his home is where you are. It didn’t matter where, as long as you were in it, Thoma can live in peace.
And nothing could justify the absolute happiness in Thoma’s once he saw you by the stove, cooking something. You… you were here! With him again! His home has finally returned.
Oh if only knew just how much guilt would pool in his little heart once you get on with the punishment.
Tiny gasps escaped from Thoma’s lips, quiet murmurs of pleas for you to slow down, to let him breathe and ask why the sudden aggression. He had never expected you to be so rough. Your presence could be intimidating (even to him in your first meet), but you were far more gentle than this beastly rendition of yourself.
Despite his begging, you heeded so little of his words and pursued even harder, fingers intertwining on the chain of his dog tag, where his engagement ring was. No wonder that woman didn’t take a hint.
“P-Please, dear— let me—!”
“Was this some kind of joke?” Thoma should be scared, he knows, but the way your lips pulled into a mean snarl had him squirming in a far more pleasurable way. He shrank under your gaze as you tugged into the ring. “You are my fiancé — and I was just about ready to forgive you for even entertaining that scag when I realized your ring wasn’t on your finger.”
Thoma’s eyes widened at your words. Never have you expressed such distaste and jealousy towards him before, sure, you were territorial, but at the very least you were not an unreasonably jealous partner. It only served as a surprise when he realized that he was barely fighting this side of you, finding himself pressing further into you, to appease you.
The sigh of disappointment that left your system was the straw that broke the camel’s back as he quickly threw his arms around your neck, pulling you close as he murmured his apologies. He couldn’t bear to see you like this and to see you so disappointed in him… he might as well leave this plane of existence.
However, you quickly dismissed his apologies, “Let me make it up to you dear,” you muttered against his neck, already ready to nip at his creamy skin. “I’ll make sure no one ever makes the mistake of approaching you ever.”
Needless to say, the angry bright red marks on his neck never left under your surveillance and vigorous reapplication until Thoma drills the fact that he was yours into his head for good.
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Zhongli
Submission is a concept that Zhongli as Morax could never hope to entertain. He was the domineering figure in Liyue, being its god and everything. His position towered over his fellow adepti and ruled over every being that stepped in his nation with an iron fist. Zhongli would even go as far as to admitting that he was a brute at times, resorting into bouts of possessiveness over what was his. Only that, he can blame on his dragon characteristics.
However among all the people that hailed him up until his death, there was one that he just couldn’t particularly figure out. That thing being you — a puzzle piece that he couldn’t figure out. You were the physical embodiment of the rock that trips any unfortunate mortal in their path.
There was just something with the way you held yourself with your decadent nature that was sure to allure people from left to right. You carried yourself so lightly with an air of innocence yet every move you made was no doubt calculated, precise, and hypnotically seductive, luring him in like a sweet poison.
And as the years went by, he had worked tirelessly to close the gap that you yourself have made him aware of. He found it utterly laughable — the fact that he, the one who lords over everyone, making a conscious effort to get close to you. In fact, he was even sure it was you that compelled him to do so, forcing him into your space like a vortex that only has the intention of drawing him in and swallowing him whole.
Truly, Morax was worth his salt — considering that he was correct about his assumptions.
Zhongli sat with you in the comfort of his favored restaurant, opening his eyes after relishing in the tea that was served only to see your unabashed staring. He lightly bristled, surprised at your undivided attention. Even with the times you and him have spent together, nothing could best that gaze of yours — something that Zhongli felt proud in holding the distinction of having. No one has ever seen you look at someone like the way you looked at him, and it was something that the former Geo Archon took pride in.
“Something on your mind, darling?” He asked, hoping to pry open those chaotic thoughts of yours.
Still with that cloying smile of yours that he so loved to look at you, reached a hand to thumb at the corner of his lips, “Just you.” You laughed as you felt him stiffen under your touch. Zhongli truly was a treat for you to indulge and one you can never let go of.
He was your precious little dragon, unknowingly obsessive and possessive and so painfully subservient under your touch. You so loved to toy with him most of the time, but even then, you couldn’t erase the fact that he has you wrapped around him just as much he does to you.
Zhongli could feel his breath hitch as your gentle hands slowly pried his mouth open, and he, without question abided. You were still an enigma to him, still completely unaware of how much you’ve trapped him within your hold, with no hopes of escaping (not like he has wanted to). And as your fingertips brushed against his soft lips, he was much too distracted when a carnal desire glinted through your eyes.
The former god had to thank the bustling busybodies of Liyue harbor for covering up the absolute debauchery you had subjected yourself and him into — by the small gap between shops, dark enough from the shadow in between, you had pushed Zhongli into it with a look of desire on your face.
It must’ve been because he sought you out and that he was used to being the one who has to keep up with you, but there was something so delicious in the way he always craved for your touch. You weren’t even so scarce with it either, as every time he demanded, you obliged. Oh how foolish he was to think that he was the one with control — unable to realize the mere fact that with every touch that leaves him breathless is a poison the continues to corrupt him from the inside out.
Suddenly, every touch of yours was not enough — that he needed so much more, and all of it can be proven with the way Zhongli had desperately pulled you into him. He was filled to the brim with the need and want and you did not withhold any of it.
He was left gasping as you fondled him through his work clothes, lips attached to his neck that left one too many marks.
“Darling, please…” his pleas came out in a form of a breathy whimper and you had to be cruel.
“Oh? Look at you, so absolutely ruined, my lord.” Your jabs went straight the heat that pooled into his stomach, suddenly taken aback by your sudden coyness. It was taking him back to all those centuries that past when you and him were young and stupid.
Zhongli gripped onto your shoulders, uncaring whether or not he too had wrinkled your suit. A pleading look flashed through his eyes, much to your elation. But you continued to toy with him, somehow after being spoiled rotten, even the wisest consultant of Liyue could not resist the feeling of impatience that painfully ate away at him.
“How do you think your other adepti friends would say at the sight of their dear old Morax… so pitifully in need of his beloved’s touch?” Your words sent shivers down to his spine. You just took away his demands for your touch and now you’re depriving him of the praises you would sing to him so sweetly every time? How cruel!
A whimper escaped from his trembling lips, “It’s not… it’s not pitiful…” He tries to fight and justify but even then he knew it was a futile attempt.
Your hands that gripped his waist tightened and he fought the urge to grant you that sweet delectable sound of pleasure out of revenge, “I find that very hard to believe.” You weren’t even trying as you drew out what you wanted from him with one more forceful squeeze against his supple flesh.
His head quickly fell into your shoulder and you can slowly see the disappearance of the feared warrior god as Zhongli begged for your touch, “Please… don’t deprive me of this… you’re all I need and have…”
A huff of amusement left your system as you tipped his head up by the chin, you leaned in, giving him one tiny peck that elicited yet another soft whine and licked his lips, watching them glisten with your saliva.
“Right you are dear… I’m all you have and that’s all you’ll ever need.”
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He chuckled softly when he heard you being confused. He had quite an idea for what he's gonna do next. Since you trusted him so much, the next thing he could do is that he's gonna take advantage of that. He smirked playfully before starting to cover your face with kisses. He was starting to attack your soft neck with tiny kisses. He kept teasing you with kisses that he knew you couldn't resist. When he sees how red and flushed your cheeks are, he stops for a few seconds before starting to kiss your neck again.
"I love you, darling." He replied. He wanted this to be very special for him as well, so it would have been a delight if you mentioned his name along with your words. He didn't want to be called by his title anymore. He'd rather hear you saying his own name to him. "You are absolutely divine, my dear." He finally whispered, his voice slightly trembling with excitement.
NEUVILLETTE , zhongli , nanami , ayato , jing yuan , and your fav !
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Hello, may I request a Ayato x m reader? little connected to the 'bloodline' where reader after getting so much attention and pumpering by Ayato wants to pay him back aka make him happier with things he likes tut I think we all know.. - so the reader tries to service Ayato and call him Master which makes Ayato turn to possesive self, do as you want I really loved your ffs!! (psst maybe Thoma accidently coming in to where reader tries to put on some kind of clothes to visually please Ayato then he apologizes but reader has a hard time putting it on so ask for help and that's it.. -) Sorryyy if I ask for too much!!
bloodline pt. 2
ಌ bloodline: kamisato ayato x masc!reader
ಌ theme: you pay back ayato as you feel he spoils you too much !
ಌ cw: 18+ NSFW, amab implied reader, no pronouns used for reader, ayaka gave you presents<3, skimpy lingerie, thoma helps you fix the linger oops poor dude blush blush, calling ayato master, he calls you pet, anal fingering, desk chair sex, desk sex, creampie, short aftercare<3, solo edited + solo read, cross-posted on ao3
ಌ wc: 3.5K
ಌ notes: eeee hi anon! thank you so much, i hope you enjoy this<3 i assume you've also got another request from what i see in my ask box, so i'll work on that soon :') bloodline pt. 1
It had been a couple of weeks since that night that had blown all of your troubles away. Everything felt amazing, you never heard any gossipers and Ayato was always clear in his praises, making sure you were alright. He had Thoma check up on you often when he was busy, even going so far as to make sure there was tea prepared for you and always having someone there to make sure you were fine.
Although the concern that first plagued your mind was at ease, you now had another problem. Ayato had been pampering you and giving you as much attention as he could, so much so that you started to feel guilty. Not because you felt undeserving, but guilty in a way that you weren’t giving as much back, and he’d always explain that you didn’t need to do anything for him. He was content in spoiling you as much as he could because seeing you happy made his entire day much brighter, but you still wanted to pay him back for his kindness. You wanted to do something for him. Whilst walking along the seashore with Ayato, you pondered many things that you could do to give him, your silence washing over the both of you, making Ayato question you.
“Why are you so quiet today, hmm? Is something on your mind?” He squeezed your hand, watching the waves slowly come in.
“Well… If you could have something from me, what would it be? It could be physical or non-physical.”
“Hmm… I thought we spoke on this before. I don’t need anything physically from you, because you already give me a lot, Y/N.” You look to him to see his usual warm smile, the one that reaches his eyes and his eyes crinkle at the sides ever so slightly. Sighing and looking to the sea, you knew he wouldn’t be able to answer in a way you’d hoped, he’s far too kind for his own good sometimes.
“Is something the matter?”
“I wish I could give you more than what I already do… You have given me so much, as well as having done so much for me in terms of reassurance that it feels unfair. I want to spoil you as well.” He stops in his tracks, unknowing to you as you continue with the pace you were both walking at before, admiring the way the sun was in its descent into the sea. Sighing to himself with a smile, he catches up to you, latching himself onto your hand.
“I can’t tell you what I want because I already have you, but if you want to spoil me more… Then go ahead. I’ll wait for what you prepare, even if it takes you a while and it’s been forgotten about in the meantime by myself.” Laying a kiss to the back of your hand, he squeezes it and spins you around to continue looking at the sea, arms wrapped softly around you. The sun had begun to dip into it, the auburn glow dying the sea as it glitters slightly with the appearance of the stars.
“We should go before it gets cold out here, I don’t want you becoming unwell.”
“I don’t want to get unwell either, because then my chances of spoiling you are gone as you would be pampering me until I got better.” With a chuckle, he lets your waist go to reach for your hand, guiding you back to the estate. It was a quiet night after that, where you both quickly got washed before falling asleep. The fresh sea air clearly doing both of you a favour with how quick it was for Ayato to fall asleep with you closely behind him.
When you woke up, Ayato was already away to do his duties, with a note on the small tea table near the futon. He normally left you a note on days he was in a rush more than usual, and it seemed that he wouldn’t be back until after dinner where he would be in the study fixing documents. This gave you enough time to think of how to spoil him, what you could do for him in return for his continued kindness.
It gave you an idea, remembering that Ayaka gave you many presents that you honestly had never shown to anyone else in sheer embarrassment. Ayaka was soft and kind-hearted towards you, but she absolutely loved how flustered you got over her brother. So, one day she had prepared many gifts for you, without much reason behind it. She said to open them there and then, and when you had you were gone− skimpy yet beautiful garments laid in boxes. If your soul ever left your body it was definitely in that moment. A total K.O.
Ayaka had laughed at your reaction, loud enough for Ayato to pop his head into the room and of course, you had never thrown things into the cupboard faster in your life. You were dishevelled, panting with your eyes blown wide trying to protect the door to the cupboard and Ayato just looked at you in utter confusion. When it was evident that Ayaka was struggling to keep her laugh in, Ayato merely told her to behave and treat you nicely before leaving again, seeing as you had made eyes at him to leave for a while. Ayaka totally meant well, and of course it was now coming in handy. You rummaged through all of the options she had given you, humming at the thought of finally giving back to Ayato.
Holding some of the garments up after months of them just sitting in there, you shivered at the thought. Ayaka made a good job of picking these out, clearly paying attention to detail and the colour scheme, seeing as it completely matched Ayato’s formal attire perfectly. Before you put it on, you went to the nearest toilet and began preparing yourself. It was the norm now, not really needing Ayato with the stretching as much as you did before, but you didn’t do it entirely just so he could do a little bit of the job himself. When you were satisfied enough with it all, you moved back to the bedroom. You thank Ayaka mentally for the garments, even if it was just to get a reaction out of you, you sorted through it and began putting it on.
There was a soft knock on the door before it slid open, freezing in place as you looked towards the door to see a frightened Thoma. He looked as though he was a deer caught in headlights, frightened enough because he’d just caught you in a very vulnerable state, barely dressed and revealing much more than he’d obviously seen before. Turning away with a beet-red face, he stutters out a sentence before sliding the door to the room shut.
“S-sorry, I should’ve knocked and waited… Your tea has been prepared and I thought I would bring it to you, Y/N.” You let out a cough, trying to clear any embarrassment from your voice before speaking.
“It’s okay, Thoma.”
“I’ll place it outside, I apologise again.”
“Thank you… A-actually, Thoma? Could you help me? I know what you had seen was unbecoming of me, but I actually can’t get this to look neat enough.” You could feel the hesitance Thoma felt, before the door slid open again, Thoma entering and shutting the door behind him. He placed the tea down on the small tea table, before moving over to you with a hand covering his eyes. The problem you were having was that you couldn’t fasten some of the silk ties that would wrap around your front and then around your back, it wouldn’t look neat without a second person helping.
“You’ll need two hands for this… I’m sorry you have to witness such a thing, but this won’t look neat and I’m too embarrassed to ask anyone else.” You wrap it around your front and then around your back one by one, holding each tie out to Thoma. Shaking hands took hold of them both, delicately tying them into a bow that was easy to unravel again.
“I apologise again that you’re helping me with this…”
“No, it’s alright, I was just shocked is all… I don’t think Ayato would be very pleased with me seeing you like this, please don’t let him know that I helped you fasten this properly.”
“I won’t. Thank you so much, Thoma.” He had fastened the last few ties, placing a hand over his eyes once he was done. He muttered out a ‘you’re welcome’ before politely leaving, albeit in a hurry with a still red face that had all but quickly spread to the back of his neck and knuckles of his hands, sighing in relief when the door had slid shut again behind him. Your heart was beating nervously after that, mentally cursing yourself for putting Thoma through that struggle but it would definitely be worth it in the end.
Wearing much more appropriate attire on top of it all and grabbing a special little bottle, you made your way outside of your room to ask the maids within the estate if they could help you prepare some sweet treats for Ayato. With much glee, they were quick to whiz you away to get them all prepared, which thankfully didn’t take long considering how much stock of everything there was (which you hadn’t known about before, but you weren’t exactly surprised). After thanking the maids and making your way to his study, you spot Thoma who was leaning on the frame of the doors outside of it. He spots you and eyes the snacks, knocking on the door and sliding it open for you, shutting it after you were far enough inside as you heard something rattling and then footsteps quickly moving away from it. Ayato knew that it was you without removing his eyes from the papers in front of him.
“I see you’ve come to visit me. I won’t be long, so please make yourself comfortable.”
“Of course, master.” His reaction was obvious, he flinched and then coughed, his hand faltering to keep his pen still and you knew this had some effect on him. Placing the treats and the bottle to the side of him, you removed the garment to reveal everything you had prepared underneath, making your way to Ayato. He shifted in his seat, noticing you coming over to him but not really paying much attention to you, not just yet anyway.
You removed his left hand that kept the papers steady on his desk for a moment, just so you could slip in between and situate yourself on his lap. He was still unknowing to your current attire, simply allowing you to sit there whilst he worked away on the last few papers. Sitting patiently. There was no need to disturb him further, especially when his left hand made its way to your hip. When he had finished his work, he finally took a look at you, the normal look in his eyes disappearing and having been replaced with something more carnal.
“Was this your idea of spoiling me, Y/N? I’m already impressed, where did you find this in such a short period of time?”
“This was a present of many from Ayaka, the one I hid from you when you came in after hearing Ayaka laughing so loudly at me.” His hands had begun to wander as he took in everything in front of him.
“I see… She probably got this to tease you as your reactions to things like these are cute, but I am genuinely enjoying this very much.” Gloved hands felt up the silky material, eventually dipping his gloves everywhere that was bare, not covered by a thing. You shifted to straddle him, and a hand of his came up to cup your face, swiping his thumb over your lips.
“You look gorgeous…”
“Thank you, master.” The bob of his Adam’s apple was very prominent, a small glint in his eyes as his hands dove down to cup your ass, with a squeeze of course.
“That’s the second time you have called me that dear… Mind explaining why?”
“Is it not to your liking?”
“Oh pet, it is very much to my liking, I just wondered what brought this name on?” Bringing you in closer, he breathes down your neck and into your ear, whispering all the things he’d like to do with you. Every word felt like electricity was jolting through you, manoeuvring your hips into his every so often. Gentle kisses on your neck turn into nips and bites, sucking into your skin to let you know that you were entirely and utterly his. Pulling away, he brought his gloved right hand up to his mouth and pulled the glove off with his teeth before prodding two fingers into your mouth.
“Relax, we need to prepare you first.” You stop him mid movement to look behind you on his desk, looking at the lube readily there for him and yourself. He smiles at you for preparing so much, keeping a hand on the small of your back as he reaches for the little bottle, and every touch got you excited for more. Pulling back, he poured some on his fingers before steadying them at your hole. He kept his left hand gloved, watching your every squirm and twitch when he’d drag his hand down to your abdomen but would shy away from touching your cock. Eager to touch your behind however, pushing the panties aside, he was quick to delve in with his middle finger and a look crosses his face when he realises you’ve done a lot of prepping already. He made sure it was okay to push another in, looking into your eyes for a silent ‘ok’.
Of course, his fingers were much longer than your own, hitting every intimate spot within you like it was pure muscle memory. Feather-light touches whilst he plunges his fingers into you like no tomorrow, you couldn’t help but curl yourself into him from the stimulation, rutting backwards into his fingers like you were in heat every so often. He didn’t miss the little noises you made, the breathy ones and especially the desperate ones that got caught in your throat. His cool glove roamed your chest, giving little tugs to your nipples and swiping his fingers over them as his lips finally met with yours, drinking up all your gasps and moans whilst succeeding to drag more of them out of you. He lightly dragged his hand around your waist, all the way around to the small of your back. Pulling it upwards in light touches and this time you were begging him to just fuck you already, impatience clouding your mind as you wanted him now.
“I thought this was for me to indulge in. Aren’t you meant to be spoiling me, hmm?”
“I- I’m sorry… Please- I can’t take it anymore.” Removing his fingers, you whined at the sudden emptiness you were feeling and especially the painful erection you were sporting that was trapped in silk. He didn’t bother removing any of his clothes, simply unzipping and pulling his own cock out. Lifting you up to hover over him, he looked as though he was ready to devour you entirely and it made your heart quicken. When you finally sunk down onto him, it felt entirely different from before. It was like it reached even further into you, and you couldn’t help but squeeze around him tightly, forehead plastered against his.
“You look so amazing, and all of you is mine. Nobody can have you like this.” There was something carnal in his eyes, something different from what you’d seen before.
“Of course, and you’re mine as well, Ayato.”
“Have you given up on that name you have been calling me now? I do very much prefer you saying my name… But that one did have a nice ring to it, though.” His gloved hand pulled the material of the panties back, your cock slipping out and smacking your stomach, precum smearing everywhere. Hissing when his hand tugged on it, timing his slow and deep thrusts with his hand, and making sure you felt the leather of his glove properly on your cock whilst thumbing the slit every so often. He took note of every gasp and moan you made, every little movement. Genuine bliss from just seeing you enjoy yourself.
“They’ll hear you outside, pet. Or are you trying to let them know what we are doing?”
“Ayato− Just…”
“Don’t hate me in the morning.” Both hands made their way to your hips, pulling you nearly entirely off of him before slamming himself into you. Your arms flew around his neck, one short scream soon turned into nothing, not a peep left your mouth in pure shock over how deep this position let him hit. He did it again and again, wet slaps and your moans could be heard as they battered off the walls and echoed within the study, Ayato enjoying himself to the max without a shred of evidence that he’d stop any time soon. The delicious way he hit your prostate over and over, struggling to hold anything in, that embarrassment you could have felt dissipating. You whined when you came, soiling his suit jacket like you had some endless supply.
Ayato took this chance to change positions, sliding stuff across the desk to make room for you to lay on. Kissing you with a fervour you’d never seen on him before, tongues’ dancing and teeth clashing, it’s like he was desperate to consume every part of you in a short amount of time. Pulling you in by your hips, he angled them up so they’d meet his own. He pushed into you again, sliding in easily, pushing hair out of his face as his hips rolled slowly into you at a gentle pace.
“Faster…” You whined. Wanting him to be satisfied as well, which didn’t take him long to breathe out and obeying you, giving you what you wanted.
“You feel amazing, and I have this all to myself…” He slammed into you again and again, not missing the way you tried to prevent yourself from cumming again, hand gripping the base tightly. He removed your hand replacing it with his right one, playing dirty as he seen your face scrunch up and you tightening around him. That familiar knot in your stomach welling up again, but before you could let yourself cum, you reached your hands up to try and grab onto Ayato properly, wanting to hold him close. He noted, despite his blissed-out expression, smiling warmly and bending down for you to wrap your arms around him.
You whisper little ‘I love you’s between needy moans, blowing air down his neck which caused Ayato to shiver. His own needy pants, groans, and moans of your name let you know that he was close, where he buried his face into your neck. Littering wet kisses and biting your neck softly. To prevent him from escaping, you wrapped your legs around him, and he filled you up with his own release. He kept thrusting slowly, fucking his cum into you and shivering every time you squeezed around him, you released another pool of cum that still managed to get all over Ayato’s clothes. You both stay like that for a while, just holding each other close as you both catch your breaths, not really caring that the stickiness of it all was getting gross.
Ayato was the first to move, kissing up to your face and giving you a quick peck on the lips before sitting up the way. You untangled your legs that were still wrapped around him, and he slides out of you, noticing the way his cum just drips and drips out of you. He puts his cock back in his pants, noticing the mess they were in as well, before removing his jacket and using it as something to cover you up.
“Let’s go bathe together.” He had stated, helping you off of the desk and supporting you as you wobbled slightly like a baby deer.
“I feel like you’re spoiling me again…” Ayato laughs at this, shaking his head as he all but drags you to the bathroom. He sits you down on a stool when you arrive, running the bath and removing everything he was wearing. He undressed you as well, quickly getting under the small shower beside the bath to wash off quickly. After guiding you to the bath, sitting you into it and following suit by sitting behind you, he cuddled into your back as you both relaxed in the hot water.
“If this was spoiling you, then I want to know what taking care of my partner normally is like. You were amazing, I never would have thought you’d do something like that either.” He chuckled light-heartedly, kissing your shoulder blades and rubbing circles into your hips.
“Expect more to come, master.”
“Archons, what will I do with you.”
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heyyy it’s me again😓
i love ur writing sorryy😭 whenever it’s more convenient for you tho could i ask for yan zhongli (im obsessed with that man omfg), ayato and pantalone (again im obsessed w him sorry🥀) with a darling who is like, super high-maintenance? for an example they need to have their hair and nails done or they REFUSE(including them) to go near anyone because they think they don’t look good enough
stay safe, take breaks and make sure u are healthy above everything tho!!💗
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so i've never been into any of the hair and nails stuff (got my nails done professionally once in middle school, got sick of em after a week and ripped em all off) so i don't know how correct the lingo is, i kinda just went based off what i know from my sister, so i hope you enjoy :D
Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including a small bit of delusional behavior, a small bit of obsessive behaviors, no specific pronouns used for the reader but a lot of mentions of reader having their hair/nails/lashes being done, and the rest is just sorta soft. Please read at your own risk!
Yandere!Zhongli, if you think this man has the mora to pay for anything you’re funny. There is an upside to this though, while he can’t pay to have you get your nails and hair done, or your lashes or for whatever else you wanna get, he can learn to do it for you. Hair and lashes take him a while as they can be more finicky but nails he picks up instantly. Not only is it cheaper but you can describe to him exactly what you want and he’ll be able to do it because he understands you and knows what you mean when you describe things. Plus you don’t have to worry about looking good when you get them done, you can just hang around in your pajamas until everything is finished.
Zhongli listened as you described the design you wanted on your nails, sorting through the assortment of polishes he had collected over his time with you. He’d do anything to please you, and while he couldn’t pay for the things you loved, he could certainly learn to do it for you. He understood wanting to maintain a certain image to the public but he’ll always insist that you look your best when you’re just you. When your hair hasn’t been done in a while, no fake lashes, and when your nails are just painted, no extra things on it. He doesn’t mind appearances, finding that he’s lived too long to base his relationship off something as simple as that, but he does appreciate both sides of you. While he’ll gladly chat about things while he does your nails or gossip while he does your hair, he’ll occasionally remind you that regardless of how you look, he’s always going to love you.
Yandere!Ayato is on top of it, like he schedules and pays for everything. He hires only the best and has them come to you, so that you can get the proper treatment you deserve in the comfort of the Kamisato Estate. You have personal stylists who do your nails, your hair, lashes, wardrobe updates, anything you want and they can do it. They also have some of the hottest gossip about the happenings in Inazuma, giving a proper salon treatment everytime they’re around.
You weren’t sure how Ayato made time to always schedule your appointments and such, keeping more on top of them than you did some days, but you weren’t about to complain about it. Your nail tech and hair stylist were amazing at their jobs, catering to your every whim and doing a phenomenal job at that, like they were born for this kind of work. The stories they brought with them were always just as great, the latest happenings around the city and the nation as a whole, who was doing what now and such on and so forth. Ayato would come to check in on you occasionally throughout your appointment, checking that everything was going well. And of course, when it’s done he expects you to come to his office and show off. He doesn’t care if you interrupt anything, to him you’re his top priority always. Plus he loves to see his darling all dolled up, feeling like the prettiest person in all of Inazuma. In his opinion, you always are, dolled up or not.
Yandere!Pantalone appreciates your intense take on your looks as appearances are a huge thing in his line of work, both on the business aspect and the intimidation aspect. He wants people to see that his accumulated wealth doesn’t go to waste, that he didn’t work for nothing. No, he uses his mass amount of mora to spoil his beloved, someone he has no problem writing checks or opening his wallet for. Anyone else can mind their own, his money is yours. The only downside to this is that he’s a horribly busy man, he’ll find whatever stylists you want and find some way to bring them to the Palace so you can have your appointments in the security of the Harbingers, but it’s up to you to schedule the appointments and keep track of when you’ll need to see them again. Just make sure you tell him when they are when you go to flaunt your new hairstyle and nail’s to him.
Pantalone’s soft smile spread just a bit farther across his face as you came bounding into his office, a bright smile of your own. You had just gotten your hair done and nails touched up and he could tell you were back to feeling like yourself again. While he appreciated all your looks and sides, he loved seeing you smiling and happy, and if that meant spending all this money for you to get pampered, he didn’t mind. He didn’t understand a lot of the words you used as you described what they did to your hair and nails, but he happily listened anyway, his delicate smile never faltering as you retold the whole chain of events. Even if his smile was often for show, when you were around it was never more genuine. He holds your hands in his larger, gloved ones as he looks over your nails, his fingers lightly tracing over the designs with an amused glimmer in his eyes. You were certainly something, and he intended to keep that bright light of yours shining.
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Imagine ayato, kaeya, childe, thoma and aether with Cheshire cat reader, like from the live action one. I feel like the characters would be on a walk or a small break and the reader kinda appears out of nowhere on a tree branch while in their cat form? You can write it how you want if ur comfortable with the idea, if not that's totally fine, also for the sake of a possible romantic relationship, the reader does have a human form but will have their ears and tail, kinda like diona. Anyway, I hope u have a good day/night ^v^
Ayato, Childe, Kaeya, Thoma, and Aether with Cheshire cat like s/o (part 1)
Author notes: Omg plz- I love the cheshire cat. You have my heart anon. ❤
Part 2 here.
Part 3 here.
Ayato:
He was out for a walk to distress from the clan and all its problems as of right now. When he heard a sound up to the left and then saw a cat in a tree staring at him.
Definitely didn't think anything of it till the cat did a big creepy/weird smile, then spoke?!
"What is someone like you out here for?"
He thought he was going crazy 100%. I mean it's not every day a cat can talk. Before he could ask or answer it disappeared into mist/smoke.
Only for a noise behind him and see a person with cat ears and a tail?
After getting to know you sees you're very mischievous personality and that you seem to find amusement and a lot more things people don't.
Asked you about it and only got "I'm not crazy my reality is just different from others".
Will pet you to calm calm down when stressed. His favorite is when you're in your cat form and you can chill on his desk.
Will prank you back if you prank him. You just started an ultimate prank war #1 but won't be to extreme.
Will like cuddling with you when you start purring, or even just petting you anytime.
Thoma:
Was out on a walk during his break and saw a cat in a tree. Immediately thought the cat was stuck going to help it out.
When attempting to get the cat to come closer to him he got a "I'm fine here thanks". It was also paired with a creepy smile.
Didn't know if he was hearing things or the cat just spoke and gave him a evil smile.
Once he gets to know you doesn't understand my people don't like you as much/fear you. Believes it's probably due to you being able to appear and disappear or the evil pranks you play on them.
Will ask you to help him with his chores by reaching high up places. Don't break anything though or you're going to be sitting in a timeout.
Find your pranks amusing as long as they're not harmful. But we'll try and stop you from pranking people too much.
Definitely asked if you can communicate with animals and will ask on what they think of him if you can.
Definitely give you a scolding when you pranked anyone who was not so nice to him/said mean stuff about him.
Did find it sweet though that you cared. Expect a couple of head pads as he scold you.
Definitely likes putting things on your hair/ears especially when it tickles your ears and they twitch.
Childe:
Walking in the his homeland where it was cold, and heard something thinking it was a monster wanting to fight got his weapons at the ready.
Didn't expect to see nothing only to hear something and see a cat in a snowy tree...? Asked you "hey, what are you doing in this cold weather".
"watching the snow of course, what else would there be?" Paired with a smile that was a little sadistic/creepy.
Once getting to know you, you both pulled so many pranks on people. Would definitely act obvious well you made objects float behind him.
All the fatui harbingers definitely hate you. Well the lower ranks fear you.
Introduced you to his family, ended up with all his siblings wanting to pet you. Definitely found that amusing while you attempted to avoid them.
Started to prank on each other #2. Except unlike Ayato won't hold back and will prank you extremely.
Definitely finds it funny that people fear you and we'll use it to his advantage.
If needs to interrogate someone we'll have you in your cat form to creep them out and make them spill everything.
Will put Snow on your hair to watch you shake it off only to disappear. You repeatedly throw snowballs at him well he can't find you.
Kaeya:
Was out, skip work again, heard a weird laugh?
Want to go see what it was only to see someone sitting in a tree with cat ears and a tail. When you turn to look at him gave him a creepy smile.
" why hello little knight," still paired with the same smile.
Probably heard of you from some drunkards when they say they're wine was floating. That or heard of you through his brother that a feline liked causing him trouble.
After getting to know you realizes you're not that bad and people mistake you for some evil villain. You just like to prank people and seem to be different from most.
Will have you sit in his lap in cat form while you give a creepy smile to scare treasure hoarders in interrogations.( basically those scenes where the villain has a cat in there lap).
Definitely had you prank Diluc though I believe he has his suspicions on what chaotic duo caused it.
Does prank wars with you #3. Similar to Ayato will do pranks not too extreme or mean.
Probably found people's fearing you amusing and interesting. Will use it to his advantage if someone clearly did a crime and won't admit to it.
Likes petting your ears well he uses cryo on his hands to scare you as a prank. It ended up with you just disappearing and him falling face first in the ground.
Aether:
I see him meeting you through Piamon, smelling something good and disappearing for the woods. Only to come across you and not Paimon.
"Looking for something are you?" With your classic smile. Probably at first thought you did something with Paimon till she came with some overly sweet sweetflowers in hand.
Probably also was scared of you a little especially since you could disappear and reappear. But quickly learned you just like pulling pranks on people.
Will pet your ears to calm himself down, or to distract you from pranking someone. Uses it when you attempt to prank someone for using advantage of him.
You scare away anyone who attempts to use his kindness to their advantage. He still doesn't know why they run away scared when he says sure...?
Will get mad at you if you steal his sword when he needs it. He also doesn't want you to get hurt accidentally when using it to make him chase you.
Doesn't like your pranks too much but depending on how extreme they are will depend on if he finds it funny or not.
Has you prank Paimon when she attempts to eat all their food. He can't count how many times you stopped her from devouring all the food, before anyone else gets any.
Overall a pretty sweet relationship, with him stopping you from pranking people, and you stopping people from taking advantage of him.
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🍷 He loves you so much! You're just so cheerful and precious, it's making his heart clench. Your so kind and selfless that sometimes he wonders if you're even a human.
🍷 While Venti definitely appreciates it, that undying loyalty of yours is kind of throwing off his freedom vibe. Don't you want to relax once in a while? He doesn't need someone to follow his every whim, y'know.
🍷 He's seen your swordsmanship so many times but it never ceases to take his breath away. Watching you mow down hilichurls and slimes inspired him enough to write a balled that he lovingly entitled 'Oh Sword Dancer'.
🍷 You want to protect him? Why? Venti's an archon, you shouldn't have to feel the need to keep him safe, it should be the other way around. Just relax and share a bottle or four of Dandelion Wine with him.
🍷 He noticed right off the bat how you react to even the smallest crumb of his affection. And he absolutely torments you with it judging by how aggressive he is with his affections.
🍷 Venti is thankful that he can trust you with important information, such as him being an archon, and can count on you not telling anyone. He also believes your sense of responsibility is inspiring; he even wrote a song about it.
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🍇 He's just a magnet for extroverts it seems. He definitely sees you as bothersome but he can't deny how much he loves your smile and happy demeanor. You're like the ray of sunshine parting the dense clouds on his rainy day.
🍇 Diluc definitely didn't expect the unyielding devotion you've shown to him. It makes him sort of uncomfortable in a way since he's not used to that kind of genuine care from someone else. But he learns to enjoy it after a while.
🍇 He witnessed your swordplay after you accidentally caught him doing his nightly protection of Mondstadt. To him you were graceful as the wind; dancing with your opponent in fight of life or death. His cheeks were definitely pink after seeing such a thing.
🍇 It felt nice being the protected instead of the protector; like a breath of fresh air. While Diluc felt that he definitely didn't need it, he didn't tell you that and let you continue on with your fantasy. He wouldn't want to disappoint you after all.
🍇 He hardly notices how flustered you get when receiving his affections because he's equally if not more flustered. He's more of a small gestures kind of person and it takes quite a lot of courage for him to do something intimate, so most of the time he's too busy overthinking to notice your reaction.
🍇 Diluc appreciates that you can act appropriately in serious situations unlike a certain cavalry captain. He trusts you wholeheartedly and even divulged information about his past to you.
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🍵 You sort of remind him of Guizhong.... You're such a sweet person who's always willing to help people no matter what. You always seem to see the good in people too.
🍵 Zhongli isn't exactly shocked when you showed how devoted you are to him. He's used to it; he's a god after all. But soon enough, he realizes you've devoted yourself to him as a lover, and that makes him feel whole in a way.
🍵 When he witnesses your swordplay, he reminisces to you about the time of the Archon War and when the traveler came to liyue in search of their lost sibling. He offers to share some tactical knowledge hes accumulated from the many years of experience he has.
🍵 To say Zhongli was shocked of your protective nature would be an understatement. I mean even if he's retired, he's still an archon. But after a while he realizes that that's just another way of showing that you love him.
🍵 He finds your near inability to withstand his affections to be very entertaining. He'll often try to catch you off guard with a kiss or an intricately worded compliment and watch you absolutely lose your mind with flusteredness.
🍵 You're rare mature moments never cease to catch Zhongli off guard. He never expected such a fun loving person such as yourself to be so serious when he asks a favor of you, no matter how small.
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🐍 He enjoys how silly you can be, it allows him to relax and enjoy the moments you have together without thinking about his ever declining health. Your bright personality is a nice contrast to Qiqi's lack of one.
🐍 Baizhu is very happy when he learns of your devotion to him and insistence to help him around the pharmacy and with personal tasks. It lets him sit down and rest more often during the day, which he greatly appreciates.
🐍 While he himself is a catalyst user, Qiqi uses a sword. After seeing just how skilled you are with your weapon he brought up the option of you teaching the zombie child a thing or two.
🐍 It took Baizhu a little bit to notice your protective attitude towards him since he doesn't travel about too often. When he did notice, he was glad he didn't have to over exert himself if he needs to protect himself, because he knows you've already got it covered.
🐍 He never noticed how flustered you get because he's in the same boat. He's not used to such intense affection and intimacy; he's usually the one caring for people and occasionally receiving thanks but that's all.
🐍 Baizhu is relieved at how reliable and mature you can be; he's glad he can trust you. He's even taken to sending you with Qiqi when he sends her out to pick up some herbs or has her man the pharmacy when he's out.
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🧋 You remind him of Thoma. Not that its a bad thing though; he thinks its cute. Maybe he'll introduce the two of you one day.
🧋 While he deeply appreciates how devoted and willing you are to be at his beck and call; Ayato already has someone to do all that for him. He'd much rather have you let him take care of you instead. Just let him spoil you, you deserve it.
🧋 Oho? You're a swordsman as well? You'll have to duel him sometime; maybe he could teach you a thing or two; he is a master swordsman after all.
🧋 Ayato noticed how protective you are of him right away and it kind of annoyed him a bit. He doesn't need protection, he can protect himself. He wants to be the protector, he wants to be the provider; just let him take the lead.
🧋 He loves loves loves teasing the everloving crap out of you. You're reactions are just the most adorable thing he's ever seen. It just makes him want to eat you up.
🧋 Ayato does enjoy how reliable and mature you can be at times; for him, that's a very important thing to have in a relationship.
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📚 He probably wouldn't like you at first, to be honest. Considering how he feels about his roommate, Kaveh. Alhaitham's personality being quite antisocial and yours being out going would definitely clash.
📚 Something Alhaitham definitely loves about you is your undying devotion and helpfulness towards him. He believes that, though your attentiveness can be a bit bothersome for him while he's trying to work, you definitely mean well and he doesn't want you to stop.
📚 Your swordsmanship has deeply impressed him time and time again; not that he'd admit that out loud, of course. Maybe the two of you could spar sometime.
📚 Alhaitham has most definitely noticed how protective you are of him. While he definitely doesn't need it, he's quite flattered that you'd go out of your way to make him feel safe.
📚 He thinks it's absolutely hilarious that you can give him affection like it's nothing but the minute he returns it, even with the smallest gesture, you turn into a flusted mess.
📚 Alhaitham appreciates how responsible you are when you're given important tasks; it let's him know he can trust you with just about anything.
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💼 You two get along like white on rice, both of your personalities are extroverted and somewhat outgoing. The both of you live harmoniously throughout your relationship and rarely fight or even disagree on things.
💼 Kaveh is all about affection! Hugs, kisses, holding hands, gifts, words of affirmation, etc. Anything you give, he will receive and return ten-fold without question.
💼 Though he uses a claymore and prefers it that way, he's very impressed with your swordsmanship. He thinks you look so cool when you're practicing or or fighting some monsters. He has definitely swooned at you once or twice when you're not paying him any mind.
💼 Kaveh loves how protective of him you are, it makes him feel so safe! He returns the favor of course. Sometimes, he jokes about sicking you on his roommate when he's being mean.
💼 He enjoys how flustered you become when he gives you affection; it makes him want to tease you. Your shy nature is just too cute and he has to exploit it as much as possible.
💼 He likes how responsible and trustworthy you are, even if you remind him of his roommate sometimes with how serious you can be, but he wouldn't trade it for the world. You just mean too much to Kaveh for him to do such a thing.
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