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sherlockscumslut · 4 months

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☆Genshin men and how they behave under the mistletoe ☆

Ft. Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli, Childe, Itto, Thoma, Ayato, Alhaitham, Cyno, Neuvillette and Wriothesley.

18+ only. Contains smut, sexual innuendos, fluff & crack. Kisses duh, sweet talk, praise, fingering, oral(f&m.receiving), facial, creampies, bad jokes, possible grammar mistakes.

A/n: Have you been naughty or nice this year? 😏 As for me, I guess it's hard to tell bc Wriothesley came home. Did he come to punish me for breaking the law or perhaps, to teach me some...wrestling techniques? 🤭

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Finds the opportunity to give you a passionate kiss and whisper something naughty in your ear

The mistletoe hangs on your bedroom's door and every once in a while, even when you're on the phone with friends and family, he sneaks out of nowhere and hugs you from behind. His puts his strong arms around your waist and his head nest on your shoulder. "Oops! I think you walked under the mistletoe again, sweetheart." He says in the sweetest tone and gives you soft neck kisses that never fail to make you melt. "I can't wait until I'm all over you tonight~" He murmurs.

KAEYA, Ayato, Childe, Wriothesley

Tells you something random about his current hyperfixation and turns it into a never ending session of him talking about it.

"Nice to see you here, again. I know we live in the same house but you just happened to walk under the mistletoe...What do you mean it's the 20th time today? Listen, I found out MORE information about [x] and I just wanna share it with you...Don't worry, dinner's one me!"

CYNO, Neuvillette, ITTO, Zhongli

Puts some music on and invites you to dance.

"Sweetheart, can I have this dance?" He offers his hand and you cling on him. He spins you around and kisses you softly on the lips. "You are the best gift I could ever ask for" He says smiling. His pretty eyes stare into your soul as he holds your hand and leans for another kiss.

KAEYA, Diluc, Thoma, Zhongli, Neuvillette

Is up for a quicky right here, right now.

You could be baking some cookies for the holidays but he doesn't care that you're busy. Since you walked under the mistletoe to get to the kitchen, he walks in there too and gives you a naughty grin. "You know...I also walked under the mistletoe on my way here...what do I mean? Well, how about I show you instead?" He lifts you up at the counter and starts teasing your clit with his hard cock. Soft moans escape his mouth and fights the urge to come right away. No, he won't let himself come so quickly. Not until he feels your tight pussy sucking him in and hear you beg him to fill you up. He never leaves you empty handed and after a few rough thrusts, he squeezes your hips as he comes inside. He's proud of lasting longer than he expected and had you to beg for his seed.

Childe, Wriothesley, Alhaitham, Kaeya

Praises you while you're gagging on his cock.

"Fuck, this is so good...keep going..." He whispers as you worship his cock with your mouth, licking every inch of him. You like to make him think that he's in control but little does he know about your secret technique that can make him burst at any moment. "You're always so good for me" He moans and holds a mistletoe over your head. "Hehe, this adds a little fun, doesn't it?" He starts twitching inside your throat and you pull his cock out of your mouth and tease his tip with your thumb. He groans as he comes on your face and his upper body goes limp."I could do this everyday" He murmurs.

ITTO, Kaeya, Childe, Cyno

Eats your pussy while you're reading a book or watching a Christmas movie in your bedroom.

Turns out it wasn't a bad idea to hang a mistletoe over the headboard. It was his idea but oh well, it benefits you too. You can barely concentrate on your book or movie. How could you when he's licking your clit back and forth and keeps adding one more finger inside you? He drinks your juices like water and his lips vibrate on your flesh as another moan escapes his mouth. Your hole clench on his fingers as you cream all over them. Your toes curl as a wave of satisfaction washes over your body. He looks at you with pure lust, panting while watching you come back to your senses.

Ayato, Wriothesley, Diluc, Cyno, Neuvillette

He still believes in Santa and stays up late to meet him so they can have a quick round of Genius Invocation TCG or beetle fight💀

Thoma, Itto, Cyno.

Cyno joke moment: You wanna know how we know Santa is a man? He shows up late, eats your cookie, empties his sack, comes only once, calls you a ho and leaves while you're sleeping.

《THE END》

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unfrtune · 4 months

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“General Mahamatra”

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azullumi · 1 year

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tighnari, cyno, alhaitham — attention ☆彡

warning — suggestive content ahead, it's not smut though.

summary — when he's so needy and wants your attention but you're so busy and focused on what you were reading.

characters — tighnari, cyno, alhaitham (w/ gender-neutral reader)

tags — suggestive content, needy boyfriends who wants your attention, established relationship; scenarios

word count — 1108

a/n — this was supposed to be wholesome but what the fuck happened

TIGHNARI

normally, in these situations wherein you're focused on doing something, he would just let you be in which he first did not until such a long time—specifically an hour— had already passed and for the past hour, all that he could ever hear and see when watching you was the sound of your laughter and rolling around the bed with a grin on your face.

it just annoyed him— the fact that you haven't spoken to him once in the entire time and you had your nose all up in that book. he wanted you to pay attention on him but he doesn't want to admit it.

tighnari walks until he arrives in front of you then proceeds to snatch the book away from your hands—in which your attention was then also grabbed as you yelled out of protest of his actions but he just ignored you— before placing it somewhere else out of your reach.

"hey—!"

"now that solves the problem." standing in front of you, he spoke in a somewhat proud tone of voice as he crossed his arms across his chest, his stare down at you as he gazed into your eyes while you looked up at him.

"i'm still not done reading yet." you say, sulking, and he only chuckled seeing your expression. sure, he could have just let you be with your book but something in

"and i need your attention." and before you could even respond to what he had said, he had already leaned down to kiss you. just like how quick he was to capture your lips, preventing any protest from coming out of your mouth, he was quick to part but he remained close to you. he placed his hand on each side of your head, trapping you in between his arms.

you wanted to say something, to respond so you swallowed hard, opening your mouth to speak but no voice came out. in the end, you could only remain silent.

"i want you right now, (name)," he says against your lips, low like a whisper and feeling his breath fan your skin before closing in the distance between you two.

well, let's just say that you really had your attention on him the whole night just like what he had wanted.

CYNO

"can you pay attention to me now?" his voice, though emotionless when heard at first, is actually laced with hints of annoyance as he has been watching you read the book on your hand the whole time while laughing and giggling like a little girl. it irks him off especially when he's been with you the whole time, waiting until you drop that book and turn to him instead.

"cyno, hold on, wait, w-what are you doing—" panic sets in, a flustered expression on your face, as you noticed what he's doing while still holding the book tightly on your hand to which annoyed him more because how come you still won't put that thing down?

cyno is a man known for his stoic expression and strict personality along with such an amazing patience and tenacity as he is even willing to find or specifically, hunt down individuals who even tries to escape from his judgment no matter where they are, even if they are across the desert or the other side of the world.

however, none of that patience that he is known to have seems to exist as of right this moment when he's kneeling down directly in front of you, positioned in between your legs as he kisses his way up to your thighs, maintaining eye contact the whole time. now you're entirely focused on him, breath being held in as you felt a fluttering feeling of a butterfly's wing in your stomach, eyes completely on him and gazing at his each and every move.

you were unconsciously anticipating, waiting, and watching his next choice of action not knowing that you have already put the book down and you didn't fail to notice the glimmer that appeared in his eyes when he saw you do so. a smile tugged on his lips and he murmured against your skin:

"good. because i don't have all the patience that you want me to have."

cyno is a man of great patience not until when it comes to the matters of you and your attention in which he always wants without admitting it.

ALHAITHAM

alhaitham has you close to him, near him. you were settled in between his legs while you have your back pressed against his chest. you were there with him, awake and conscious, but it feels like you weren't because you have your focus entirely on somewhere else that is not him,

"(name)." he calls out and you only respond with a hum, still attentively reading the book in your hand, not wanting to miss out on one of the most important events in the story.

"(name)." he calls out once again, this time his voice was lower and annoyance staining his tone to which you failed to notice since you were so focused on what you were reading. hearing no response only irked him off more and he could only think of one way to steal your attention away from that book.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, positioning you much closer to him. warm and ticklish, you feel his tracing your jaw and trailing down your neck, sucking and nibbling on your skin, which will surely leave marks and bruises on it.

distracting but you couldn't find it in yourself to push him away nor shrug him off. you couldn't even understand what you were reading anymore, words were simply just letters on paper no matter how hard you try to focus. you just feel so dizzy.

"still not willing to pay attention to me?" he whispers, tickling, and you could feel the smirk that starts to form on his lips witnessing you struggle in coming up with a response.

"w-wait, let me just finish this, i promise."

he only hums, clearly not accepting your answer as he continues the onslaught of kisses on your neck. dizzy, your mind was in a haze, your thoughts seeming like blurred photographs but he didn't stop and only added more to the feeling when his hands started to roam around your body. one of his hands has made its way to the insides of your shirt and in contrast to his warm kisses, his hand was cold and it sent a shiver down your spine.

"i'm not going to stop until you get rid of that and focus on me instead."

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yuanology · 10 months

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i just have the most vivid concept of general mahamatra cyno being taken apart completely on your cock, whining and writhing, pushing away and leaning into your touch. he's desperately clawing at every single goddamn surface he can find—your back, the sheets, his own self. anything. it doesn't matter. he just needs the comfort of holding onto something, of being grounded by something that's not just the feeling of you buried deep inside him right to the hilt.

"look at you." the sound of your cooing had him burying his face in the crook of your neck, entirely embarrassed. "the great general mahamatra, taken apart by vanilla sex."

because that was the most embarrassing part, wasn't it? there wasn't even anything mean in the way you were fucking into him. it wasn't a rough tumble with hands digging into the flesh of his hips and fingers wrapped around the base of his throat. it wasn't the harsh slap of skin on skin, open palms meeting the skin of his ass, his thighs. it wasn't violent thrusts that made the bed tremble, made him hurt.

"i'm not even holding you down." you were so close, too close. "see? your hands are free to do whatever you want to do, darling."

with the way you were hovering over him, thrusting into him so slowly but so deeply, there was no escape. you had him trapped, stuck in a missionary position with his legs spread open and his face uncovered so that you could see every expression he was making.

"don't be like that." your hands moved to brush the tears out of his eyes, your face dipping low to press a kiss on the corners of his lips. not close enough to kiss him properly. "it's okay to want to be taken care of once in a while, you know?"

"please," he said. his voice was wrecked, hoarse. ruined. "please."

"please what, lovely?" you brushed his bangs out of his eyes, smiling at him all the while. you were always so tender. always so gentle. so much that it had become it's own kind of violence. "come on. tell me what you want."

"too much," cyno rasped out. "'s too much."

you huffed out, a small amused thing. cyno felt your hands sneak in between his, intertwining your fingers together. slowly, you reached up, pinning his hands on the mattress above his head. never once did you stop fucking into him, cock meeting his prostate and forcing stars to bloom in the back of his eyelids.

"too much," cyno slurred one more time, hoping that you would understand. this was too much— this tenderness, this gentleness.

he could handle you hurting him. he could handle you fucking into him like there would be no tomorrow. he could handle your rough handling. he could handle any pain that you inflict him. if anything, he would keen and lean into it; seek for any sort of hurt from you as long as it was you who gave it to him.

but this? he didn't know what to do with this softness.

"just a bit more, please." your voice was a low whisper, your lips hovering above his. a sob escaped his lips, and he could hear your soft shhs; not to silence him, never to silence him. always to ground him. to keep him in place. "can you do that for me, please, cyno?"

he let out a broken sound. "okay," he agreed, wrecked. "okay. for you." for you. always for you. because he didn't know what to do with himself, but he would always try for you. only ever for you. "for you."

his eyes were half-lidded, and he could barely see past the tears in his eyes, but he could make the distant outlines of your smile. he whined when you lower your face, pressing your lips against him. he couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but take what you gave him.

"look at me, cyno," you whispered. "can you do something for me, please?"

"okay," cyno said, unsure of what he was agreeing to but knowing over and over again that he would give it all for you.

"let go for me, cyno." it was a soft order, more of a request than a command. "come on. i know you can do it. cum for me."

how could cyno deny you anything? especially when you were using that soft voice of yours, the one that let him know that you had it all handled. that no matter what happened, he would always be yours. unfailingly. undoubtedly.

cyno's back arched, mouth parted prettily as he fell apart just for you.

#the ending is awkward as fuck but whatever #sometimes you gotta work with what you've got #cyno x reader #sub cyno #bottom cyno #dom reader #top reader #male reader #cyno genshin impact #( thirsts. )#sub genshin

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pokedawriter · 1 month

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Nymph!Reader x Sumeru!Men

Gn!reader, you're a nymph

How would the sumeru men react to finding you and your grotto

I still have no idea what I'm doing

I've never written for Cyno, Alhaitem or Scara so forgive me if something is out of character

Cyno

He's patrolling the desert. There have been lots of cave-ins in the area recently and he wants to figure out if there is a specific cause that he can solve or if he should just warn people about the area

As he walks, he feels the sand beneath his feet begin to fall and he tries to jump away but it's too sudden and he falls

He braces for impact but lands into a net of vines that gently lower him to the ground

Your standing next to him, arm extended with the sunlight on your back, looking gorgeous and radiant, then you speak

"I can't be-leaf someone fell into here. Water you doing here?"

Archons, he might have fallen in love with you at that moment

He asks you about the recent cave in and you tell him it the Wenut mating season, and they're all trying to make burrows for their young. An inexperienced male has been digging here but didn't dig deep enough, which is why there are so many cave-ins. You tell him to just wait a month or two for the season to end

The hole is fairly deep and so you build him a ladder out of vines and he promises to return

After reporting what happened with the cave-ins, he returns and finds you've been repairing your grotto in the mean time, removing the dirt and stones that fell

You're very excited to see him and take him deeper into your grotto, further underground

It's beautiful, with purple, white and yellow flowers illuminating the area. Glowing stones are scattered in the ceiling like stars

He makes a regular habit to visit you and introduces you to Tighnari pretty soon (but he doesn't visit much due to his incompatibility with the heat). You all like to have Genius Innovation TCG together (Cyno teaches you and gives you cards)

He finds himself falling asleep in your grotto, surrounded by the glowing flowers and flowing water

He has to stop visiting for a few months due to work, but tries to wrap it up as fast can to see you

When be returns, he finds your grotto has been severely damaged, much of the flora dying. He searches high and low for you, going to the deepest part of the grotto where rocks fall away and reveal a very weakened you

You tell him people found out about your grotto and stole as many of your rare plants as they could, weakening you greatly and you had to hide yourself and your remaining plants away

He's furious and immediately takes action

He works with Tighnari and Lesser Lord Kusanali to make you and your grotto a protected space

And though he can't punish the researchers for over-foraging (since you and your grotto weren't legally protected), he does let other researchers know of their actions, resulting in those researchers being shunned

He helps you and your grotto return to full health and always tries to visit once a week to 'keep away any trouble makers" (but he just wants to visit you)

You both often fall asleep together in the deepest part of the grotto, happy in each other's presence

Alhaithem

He was looking through the old archives. The scrolls and books here were no longer scientifically accurate, but were kept for record purposes

He's found an old book about mythical creatures of Sumeru: Aranara, Nymphs, Djinn, Rocs, and more. He decided to rent it out and give it a read

Reading it at his house wasn't an option as it would be too loud (Kaveh, whom he didnt feel like dealing with today), the Academia students and researchers were always bothering him if he was around (especially after the 'hero' title), so he decided to leave the city for a bit.

As he walked, he found a small cave and decided to read there

Inside was larger than he expected, with a small moss-covered shrine and little yellow flowers. He sat on one of the rocks to read

It was wonderfully calm and quiet. The right temperature, the trickle of water from a nearby stream, the rustle of the leaves... it was all perfect

So, he came back here again and again, reading his books late into the evenings

He was in the middle of his mythical creatures book, on Nymphs, when he felt a presence and immediately looked for it

You sat on the shrine, staring at him, head tilted in wonder

He looked between his book and its description of Nymphs and you... and it seems he found a mythical creature. Regardless, he continued to read and you continued to watch him

Eventually, he turned to you and asked why you were just staring at him, to which you shrugged and said "If a man were to walk in your yard everyday and read, doing nothing else at all, wouldn't you grow curious?"

He was mostly surprised by the fact you could respond. The book said that Nymph's were shy creatures who couldn't talk

But to you, this man had been a regular visitor to your grotto for months now. His scent was just part of your grotto, like the duskbirds and rishboland tigers. He wasn't a stranger at all

Alhaithem decided to ask you a few questions about Nymphs which you agreeably answered, even showing in the deeper parts of the grotto that he hadn't noticed were there

You both fell into a comfortable routine of him visiting you on his days off to read in comfortable silence while you worked on your grotto

Despite being able to talk in every language he could, he realized you couldn't read at all

He helped you learn how to read and you helped him relax and have the perfect reading spot

You became reading buddies, and even though you would ask him with question on words, it never bothered or annoyed him

He subtly made your grotto a legally protected area so if anyone messed with it, they would have to pay

You were his safe space, and in return, he would protect you too

Scara/Wanderer

Nahida asked him to go outside and touch grass more

Just kidding, she asked him to find a rare flower, only ever found underground in rare Nymph Gardens

She gave him a rough idea where he might be able to find it and off he went, grumbling the whole way

Finding the entrance to the cave wasn't hard. All he had to do then was follow the smell of fresh flowers. It was so simple for him (and most certainly didn't take him several days)

When he finally found your grotto, he couldn't find the flower Nahida had described for him and grumbled under his breath about it

This is where you come in: appearing next to his shoulder asking about what flower he was exactly talking about

You stare at him innocently even as he hold a swirl ball of anemo energy

You ask again and he asks who you are, cautious

"I'm the nymph of this grotto"

That can't be possible, Nymphs aren't real, surely you're pulling his leg

But you have flowers growing on you, the plants lean towards where you step and life seems to exude from you

He'll dispell his anemo attack and tell you about the flower. You nod and scoop it up a bit of dirt and grow the flower on it

He's wondering if there's a cost to it. You tell him it'll hurt you when he leaves with it. He asks what he owes you and you shrug and walk away to play with the springyness of a new fern

He brings the flower to Nahida then rushes back. Not because he's worried! He's just curious about the affects of removing the flower from your grotto (Nahida gives him a knowing smile as he leaves)

When he arrives, you're laying on the ground, looking unwell. He puts his hand to your forehead, and you're burning up

Why would you give the flower to him if it would hurt you so much?

"Because you needed it," you say with a smile

He'll take care of you for the next few days, your waking hours being filled with scolding and mild insults about how stupid it was to give all thay power to a stranger. What if they wanted to take advantage of you?

You laugh and smile. When he's not paying attention, you'll make little figurines out of flower of him

Then he'll notice and scold you for not resting properly, idiot (he does think it's very cute though)

He'll protest even when you insist you are perfectly healthy again

You'll take him to the deepest part of the grotto where you made a picture of the two of you in glowing flowers. He says it looks stupid, but you notice his little blush and giggle

He has to leave for a few days and during that time, treasure hoarders find your grotto

They have no respect for your plants, so you hide, slowly growing weaker and weaker as they pick and burn your plants

Needless to say, when Scara returns and sees you hanging on by a thread, he's pissed

He wipes them out and tends to you once again. It takes months this time until you are healthy, but he's by your side every step of the way

"Clearly, you can't take care of yourself, so I'll have to watch out for you! Hey! Don't giggle! What's so funny, idiot?"

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obssessivethorn · 1 year

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Headcanon: Nahida does grabby-hands and silently asks for uppies during meetings or just when talking with the other important people of the akademiya.

All I can imagine is Al-Haitham or Cyno during a very important meeting pausing their sentence to pick up the dendro archon - the god of wisdom herself- and holding her on their hip before continuing their point

Edit: continuation

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ilyhaitanii · 4 months

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the general mahamatra, cyno

nsfw. lots of porn, not much plot ill be real…lots of cum, mating press, oral (f!receiving) mentions of overstim, lots of whining, cyno is pussydrunk to put it lightly… enjoy <3

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the general mahamatra is a…confusing man. he wasn’t exactly the most willing out of the group to be apart of the royal harem. not that he opposed you having one in the first place, it’s just he valued his work more than being a stress-reliever for the empress. either way, he will do his duty and “commit to the bit,” he tells tighnari.

the two of you have arranged a meeting in a beautiful spot in the forest. the destination is near where all the forest rangers live, but far enough to provide some sort of privacy. the sun makes your skin glow, accentuating your prettiest features. cyno finds himself a little breathless.

cyno stands before you, his skin glistening under the sunlight. you manage to catch the thin viel of sweat that lines his torso and collarbone. his bare upper half came a bit of a shock to you as most would cover themselves up around you. however, having hailed from the deserts of sumeru, cyno is accustomed to this sort for attire— not that you mind. his body is a site to see.

“general,” you gently bow your head at him, a soft smile on your lips. cyno blinks a few times, before reciprocating the gesture.

“your highness. it’s an honor to be here,” cyno feels his heart racing. remember how he said that he valued work over being a stress-reliever for the empress? that was his stance until he met you. your beauty captivated him, and he suddenly remembered who you were. he remembers you as the young girl who played with him in the village for a few months before you were whisked away from his palms.

he was far too young to remember your name, but his heart still remembers. however, it seems the both of you do not share the memory. the general mahamatra realized this even though he mentioned a small inside joke the two of you had. his heart skipped a beat as you patted the seat beside you.

“come, the sun is warmer here. i want to get to know you better, cyno.” you swiftly pause, before looking at him, your cheeks a bit pink. “it is alright if i call you cyno, yes?” he dumbly stares at. you as the wind gently sways your hair. he notices the soft blush and lipstick on your face. it doesn’t life anything, it makes you even more beautiful.

reluctantly, cyno takes a seat beside you, sitting rigidly. you put your hand on his bare shoulder, coaxing him to sit back against the swing a little. you retract your hand, placing it on your lap. you fidget with the jewels sown onto the skirt of your attire.

“are you uncomfortable being here, cyno? you do have the option of saying no. you do know this, right? the last thing i would want is for you to be pressured into this.” your worries make cyno’s heart clench. his chest aches. his hand twitch, begging to reach out to you.

“your highness,” he says softly. he doesn’t look at you— very uncharacteristic for the general mahamatra.

“yes, cyno?” you speak sweetly and softly, trying to coax him out of this shell he has created around you. he wants nothing more than to jump out of it, shower you in his love and affection that he has saved in his heart for you.

“you are wrong. i do want to be here. i would kill to be here right now,” he speaks slowly, as if he is deciding every word that falls from his lips. you softly smile, placing your hand over his,

“im glad that’s the case, cyno.” you tilt your head and he finally looks at you. his cheeks are dusted pink and it’s not from sunburn. he holds eye contact with you as his eyes drift to your lips, down the curve of your chest, and then quickly back to your eyes. you’re quick to notice his behavior. “is everything alr-“

before you can even finish speaking, cyno tugs on your necklace, pulling you in for a kiss. his body ached to touch you, to fell you, to have you. you smiled into the kiss, manicured hands cupping the sides of his face. you pull away from cyno, smiling at him again,

“are you more comfortable now?” with heart-shaped pupils cyno looks at you, nodding. his thumb brushes against your bottom lip. you allow his hands to roam wherever he saw fit. at some point during all of this, the two of you end up laying on the picnic blanket, cyno’s lips locked onto yours.

his white hair falls perfectly on his broad shoulders, his finger tips sizzling with electro due to his well hidden excitement. he’s breathless again. you notice how his lips a bit sore from how much he has kissed you. with your arms around his neck, you pull him closer.

“i take it you enjoy my company, cyno?” he nods again. he sort of reminds you of a lovesick puppy. he follows your every order, every request. adorable, that’s the word you would use. it feels like a juxtaposition to call the fearless, renowned general mahamatra adorable. yet, he is.

his hands grab at your waist, playing with the strings that attach your skirt on the side. his lips dip down to the curve of your neck, finding that sweet spot that makes you moan and giggle at the same time. he lashes cause a ticklish sensation to be added.

a flurry of kisses on your neck makes your eyes flutter shut, enjoying the feeling of his warm hands and body touching yours.

“your highness,” he breathes out again.

“is that the only thing you know how to say, cyno?” you tease him a little bit, a chesire smile on your lips. he shakes his head and he dips back down to steal your lips into a kiss. this time his tongue swirls against yours. his impatience and need is evident. you allow him to take control, do as he pleases. his kisses go from your neck and shoulders to the center of your breasts.

he kisses over the top part of your lengha, kissing the exposed area of your stomach. he stares up at you, silently begging for your permission. you smile at him and pet his hair gently. he is like a puppy…

his fingers work quickly as he unties the skirt, gently lifting your legs out of it. he moves it to the side as he adjusts his position between your legs. in one swoop, cyno places you back onto the swing. with his hands holding both your thighs, he parts your legs and notices the small wet patch on your underwear. his first instinct is to kiss it, his fingers rubbing at your clit through the fabric.

your head rolls back as your jaw opens, letting out soft sighs and mewls. you grip onto cyno’s hair as he kisses your clothed cunt making you buck into his mouth for more.

“cyno,” your legs hooks over his shoulder and he smiles against your skin.

“your highness, did you need something?” you laugh at the sheer audacity of him.

“take them off, please” your voice comes out a lot whiner then it did in your head. but humility aside, you needed him now.

“as you wish, my lady.” he slides your panties off of you, placing them near your skirt. he cant help but gawk at the site of you. slick coating your entire pussy and your clit is swollen from all the teasing.

cyno uses his fingers to separate your lips, allowing him to get a better look at you. “you’re gorgeous, my lady.” he says in a low, sultry tone. the puppy-like demeanor is gone, instead replaced with a demeanor more appropriate for the general mahamatra. his lips leave small, chaste kisses on your clit. you again buck into his mouth, this time your whiny voice was intentional,

“fuck, cyno please!” he chuckles at your tone, kissing your clit more intimately this time. as he pulls away with a pop, he chided you.

“ladies should be more proper, no?” you push his head against your cunt, forcing him to lap up anything his lips touch. he chuckles as he does so, the vibrations satisfying you. his hands occupy themselves on your hips, pulling you closer to his mouth. his tongue traces your clit, occasionally giving it a harsh suck.

you felt like you were seeing stars with the way his tongue was fucking you. he slips his fingers into your pussy, immediately gasping at the intrusion. your legs shake around his head, tears welling in your eyes at the pure pleasure you were feeling.

that knot in your stomach was forming, back arching off of the swing as your hips rocked against his face. cyno decides to slip another finger in you, fingers brushing against your most sensitive spot.

this has you gasping and thrashing against his mouth, loud moans and whimpers escaping your lips. you weren’t gonna last any longer. with your fingers tugging harshly on cyno’s hair you spoke to him once more,

“cyno, im gonna-“ you could finish your sentence because you looked down at his expression. his eyes were staring right back at you with this puppy-like glimmer. it’s like he was begging you to cum on his tongue, begging for the taste of your sweet release. and who are you to deny the man who has pleasured you so well thus far.

with a few more sucks on your clit and the curl of his fingers, cyno finally gets what he’s been waiting for so patiently. he watches as you finally lose it, cumming all over his tongue. he can feel the gush of liquid soak his tastebuds, making his eyes close. he savors the taste, progressing your climax even more by curling his fingers. he rides out your high, leaving one last kiss on your clit.

cyno’s fingers pull out of your pussy and he slots them into his mouth, licking them clean. you shudder as you watch his lick them clean. your foot brushes against his buldge, making him shiver beneath you. without saying anything, cyno pulls off your top and watches your breasts bounce as the cloth releases them.

his mouth is instantly attached to them, with his free hand tugging at the other nipple. you instantly gasp, body still sensitive from your first high. you grind against his hard on, making him moan beneath you. in a quick motion, cyno unbuckled his shorts, tugging his cock from its restraints.

the tip is red and leaky. gently, cyno drapes you onto his lap. he lines himself up with you before looking at you once more. he leans forward to kiss you and push his hips against yours. he pushes himself inch by inch, until he finally bottoms out.

your eyes roll back at the curve in his cock causes it to perfectly rest the tip against that sensitive spot. he rolls his hips up into yours, making you bounce up and down his cock, your nails make angry, red indents into his skin. he shudders at the feeling of your hot, tight cunt around him.

you let out wanton moans, jaw permanently slacked. your brows furrow together as you feel that knot tighten in your tummy again. cyno gropes your stomach and hips, mumbling how beautiful your body was.

he rocks himself a little harder against you, meeting you right in the middle. he cant help but watch your spit slobbered tits bounce in front of his face. he wonders what they would look like if he came all over them. he could do that another time…

“cyno!” you yelp as he pushes you onto your back, pressing your knees to your chest. this new angle allows his to constantly hit that spot, making you thrash under him. with a few more pumps, cyno watches you crumble under him. you coat his dick in your delicious cum, making his dick twitch inside you.

his thumb rubs at your clit, making your orgasm last longer than it should. you twitch and cry under him, begging him for mercy.

“you can do it, baby. you can cum one more time for me, yeah?” he wasn’t exactly asking. he rocks his hips as the same pace he circles his thumb on your clit. he felt himself getting so much closer. he makes the mistake of taking a look at your face. the moment he sees that expression he fucking loses it. cyno cums before he knows it, pushing his seed deep inside your cunt.

you whine as you cum one last time around his cock, sobbing and whimpering. tears flow down your cheeks as his nails push into your skin. he rides out his high before finally calming down. he pull himself out of you, watching his cum leak from your sloppy hole. cyno presses a kiss to your swollen clit, before wrapping his lips around it again.

“one more time for me, princess.” however, you’re certain this won’t be the last time you cum on cyno’s tongue again.

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