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anantaru · 1 year

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THREE SECONDS

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — as your relationship was ready to take the next step, itto wanted you to meet his granny who had raised him for the majority of his life and was beyond thrilled to show you where he grew up in as a child, or especially how cozy his old bedroom seemed to be.

— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — this fic stems from a little thirst i wrote a while ago and since i adored that idea so so much i just had to make a whole one shot for it, didn’t expect it to get so long though, still, enjoy! <3

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 5.9k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, messy, whiny itto but also rough itto, riding, fingering, he's insatiable, the horny took him hostage, slight size difference (i mean he's huge), semi! public + his granny is next door preparing dinner.

arataki itto, the one, the only— a man, who could never be easily defeated in the eyes upon his very self.

by the same token, he, in no circumstances regarded anything as a real believed problem which he would have to face in his life sooner or later on, to a higher notice, was he someone who'd pick out the clear positive in most heeded aspects and proceed to give his furthermost, unswerving best.

for you, he was everything and anything, all at once. The bordering, ingrained proximity between you both could have been esteemed like a mind altering drug— neither of you was marginally capable to keep a distance between each other, not when your relationship carried on to bring forth the best of your abilities.

arataki itto— the love of your life, your soulmate, a man who, to the actual core, triumphantly won your heart and sung a promise to protect it from danger of any kind.

be that as it may, tonight, your entire relationship had all gotten a different meaning in his life because of an undisclosed exponent, itto came into hazardous contact with his first real enemy in a long time— the name of the weighty villain was well known, ponderously soliloquized upon the brimming nations of teyvat, the revolting mischief;

anxiety.

now, to remain logical and give the full picture— today was the prized day where you were going to lastly make acquaintance with the person who had raised him for the larger number of his being— his granny, who graciously took him in as a little oni and fondly watched after him with peerless faith and love in this world.

and despite that, unbeknownst to itto, you were, without no holds barred, feeling the same level of distress. It wasn't unnatural to sought after such a devoted step in a relationship— on the flip side can it become undoubtedly frightening and alarming, singularly when it was a striking indicator to remark just how dead serious you both conceived your relationship and its fancied continuance.

when the evening befell the nation of inazuma in its brilliant illustrious artistry, you had met up with your timid boyfriend to then, fidgety stride to his grannies small sized house which had been a partially shade far outside of inazuma city.

your zooming thoughts— like cannon balls, were in abysmal need of required relaxation, in reality, you truly had no reason to be this frightened because even though you had never met her prior to this day, you heard nothing but subliming wonderful deeds about the woman in question, her accepting care and understandings, the way she did not see any differences in humans and oni— viewing them as equal.

"hey no sleeping!" itto suddenly barks, "wait wait are you feeling sick? we can turn around and sit for a while." oh, he sounds nervous but you insist you're fine, because truthfully, you had just reached your destination and you won't be defeated by something as insignificant as nervousness— it's alright, yet you wonder if your hands could please stop sweating so much? ignore it ignore it, there's no way back now.

in front of the door made of otogi wood, your boyfriend lessened his handsome face to meet you, holding your pretty eyes with his diamond shaped pupils. You easily allow yourself permission to cross the fleeting words in your thoughts to run over his question, what he had asked was indeed chucklesome, in a way that you weren't for certain if the spelled out sentence was solely pointed towards your person or if he was in reality questioning himself. "yes i'm alright— are you though?"

the jocular idea of turning around did not cross your mind, not when you came this far and speaking forthcomingly, the pronounced concern on itto's scrunched expression was much larger and dignified than your own, yet despite that, said tangible worry wasn't one bathed in hesitancy or doubts, more— in an enthusiastic procedure that you were, at last, meeting such an important person in his life.

"of- of course i am!" he blabbers, "do i not look okay?!" yeah.. he must be thoroughly relaxed, right? that must be the obvious case, though he was actively waving his hand in the air— yet in front of his cheeks, he made sure he's covering himself, so you wouldn't get a singular chance to catch him blush in a full scarlet pitch, "why— why the hell shouldn't i be?"

"you seem nervous." you bluntly stated but teased, firmly deepening the eye contact and archons, how flustered itto could become when you won't tear your enthralling eyes off him, "— or scared." you carry on to unfitly taunt your lover, sneakily drawing down a firm grin but leaving your brows quirked up light heartedly, "whenever you're experiencing one of those two emotions, your voice gets a little higher, you know?"

"wha-" he interjects, "it doesn't!" for a crisp second, itto came to terms with his graspable frame of mind— because why should he hide his agitation from you? and then the straightforward tension that had been viciously eating him up from the inside out ceased to exist, "not true!" now, come now, "not me!" it had blurred itself out when he got ruminated with a sudden contagious laugh from you while caressing his arm to soothe his worries once more.

"yeah, i can see that." these are some mean turn of events to play with your boyfriends sensitive feelings like that, he figured, so he let his strong hands shelter your soft cheeks in a heart beat, "i'm never scared of anything." he's unnerved, back to his confident self.

"never ever ever, in a million ever never years!"

"you're crazy." you laugh and offer him a signature smile, freely blustering out a sheltered breath as you humanely lean into his left palm— itto flashes you his pearly white teeth and his thumb was lightly tapping on your plump bottom lip before placing a sensual kiss on top.

curiously enough, he never missed the chance to do that, to flip his thumb over your lips with a large smile, so he could lead you through what he was originally planning to do— to smooth you.

"lets get moving m'lady." he refrains, behaving a split amount differently, in all respects energized, "we're already in front of the door."

"you know what i meant!" he pipes up in an immediate rebuttal while angrily stomping his feet on the ground, banteringly pinching your hip, "ouch!" you loudly squeak out in surprise but itto was quicker— because he directly then knocked on the wooden door so you couldn't get back at him without letting his granny see it too.

his coruscating eyes, they expectantly bunch up while actively awaiting for his granny to open the large door to his childhood home, the place, were no matter what past memories, whether good or bad, had been crafted.

"dear, is that you itto?" you paid attention to an older ladies puny asserting voice upon a small space between door and frame, revealed was a short and on the face of it, feeble woman, appearing from behind. "granny! oh granny!" itto loudly cheers and muses, "you sure took your time granny!" this was an all in all cherished attribute you treasured about itto's entire personality— while surely, it by no means has been spread amongst the crowds that he was known for his loud and sparkling persona, but observing his innocent delight when encountered with his parental figure, openly fostered a total gladden in you— it's because you love him, just how he was.

in redirected regard of your own self, you didn't dare to move a single inch— as if frozen to the cold ground, though be that as it may, you could proceed with your reasoning and refer to it as the 'not well regarded accessory' to your continuous pestering tenseness that wickedly sauntered through head to toe.

but on a positive note, it was beneficial enough for itto to be this tall and large in comparison to your own frame, meaning you were capable to easily slip behind his back in hiding.

"this is who i've been telling you about." damn it, a genuine smile plucked the outer region of his lips as he largely stepped aside to reveal you like a gift from the heavens, his hands embarrassingly pointing towards you.

before you can say anything at all, itto had gladly taken over the role of the awkward introduction process himself and introduced you to his lovely granny.

again, thanks to the electro archon for your perfect boyfriend.

"it is such a deep pleasure of meeting you, dear." whatever it may be now, the woman conveyed an immediate tranquillizing quell which had brightly subdued your tensed muscles. "the pleasure really is all mine, miss!" extending your hand to her, she slowly lunged forward to shake it as you introduced yourself again.

now, in retrospect, this entire time, you had been tremendously nervous— highly strung, repeatedly shifting in your shuddering stance from left foot to right foot, right foot to left foot, though now, as you walked into her small home— with itto being a gentleman and closing the door shut behind you both, you at present had felt like you were truly welcomed in her abode.

(major mental sticker for the next time: don't let the useless negativity consume your goddamn mind, okay?)

well, back to business.

throughout the time, itto's sizable hand was, no matter what, situated solidly on the region above your behind, lovingly stationed on your lower back while he guided you to the homely warm and restful living room.

when you listlessly skimmed through the many decorations of the place, you discovered a framed picture of itto as a child next to his granny, it wasn't difficult to see their emotions through the stilled memory, both were marvelously happy and utterly fulfilled— grateful, with a squishy onikabuto plushie being sponged and pressed into itto's chest.

how long have you been staring at the frame? you can't recall, but fortunately to you, you got drawn back to the present reality when your boyfriend pinched your arm. His grandma— such a warm hearted lady, had affectionately assembled two beverages meant for you as she further beckoned you two to take a seat on the mellow couch.

"this is quite embarrassing." she weirdly was in a panicked stance about something rather awful, even going as far as to idly enclose her slender arms around herself, shaking, "what is it granny? are you sick?"

itto pucks himself into the seat with concern, yet striving to stand up right again and aid her in whatever was the critical problem at hand, "oh no! dear." she worrisomely shakes her head and her cheeks irradiated a scarlet tint, "but the dinner isn't ready yet!"

"that's all?!" itto exhales enormously from his chest— to a greater extent, one could say he was about to pass out from the thought of having something serious happen without him being in on it. Despite your rocky state of emotions from beforehand, you were now hopeful and viewed this polished opportunity as your sweet time to shine.

"can i be of help?" you bring forth self assured confidence in your tone color, "i might not be as skilled as you but i can try!" sliding the glass back on the coffee table, you were ready to get up and aid in the kitchen— it was not a big deal and you were always happy to help, especially when it was someone who was regarded as the closest family member to your boyfriend.

having said that, the wishing reply you had longed for, wasn't actually what happened, "there's no need dear." she sweetly giggled around her words, being truly flustered to the core by your sweet attempt to help her out, pretty much warming up with you already— you were lovely in her eyes, "and i'm certain itto desperately wants to show you around, isn't that right?"

you, of course, won't argue with that, "so damn right!" itto was full of happiness, and now, he's pushing himself up from his seat, additionally inviting you over to grab onto his hand so he could lead you around everything, "there's much to show after all!" with your hands quietly placed on your thighs, you feel nothing but giddy and take his palm, but rationally, you'd rather spend time with her so you could get to know her better.

that certainly was the best idea, but inside of you, the sultry skittish feeling of watching itto like that— so happy and excited, was priceless in your very eyes, maybe ... you could sneak in a few fleeting kisses before having to come back, hmmm, this does sound quite bewitching now, doesn't it?

on the way out of the living room, you were met once again with objects from his past, all pridefully shown and displayed around the tiny corridor he was leading you in. Next, on the very left, you found yourself in front of a wooden door that wasn't like any other, it was, quite frankly, messed up with what seemed to be symbols clumsily drawn on with a bunch of pencils— very itto typical, you humbly added.

"there we go." he's so excited, happy, euphoric— are there any other ways to possibly describe his emotions right now because in itto's perspective none of them were doing it justice, "the room of a real oni!"

"aww!" you accept the entry and let him close the door, leaving you both sheltered in place. his room was bigger than you had actually expected; a small, cleaned bed lovingly decorated with two larger plushies on top— one specifically caught your eyes, it was the same one that you saw earlier on the picture with his grandma, the onikabuto exemplar, while the other was funnily resembling a ruin guard of some sorts?

without much to say, both were worn off, he must've played with them in his childhood days.

"what do you think?" he quirks a brow, "to be honest, i was a little worried it wouldn't do me justice." you roll your eyes in the back of your head, what a guy.

at the prospect of being quite the stunner at taunting or playing with your boyfriend, you breathe out euphorically before speaking again, "the bed is so tiny, how little you were itto!"

"tiny?! it's not tiny!" he stomps forward, "this isn't tiny! or is it?"

was this the beginning of a heated debate? not really, but maybe a little. to elaborate himself further without requiring words, itto was swift and eager to carelessly wind away the dear plushies to awkwardly drop his wholeness onto the frail bed and archons— let it be known that the old woman outside had trouble hearing because those damned squeaking sounds were violent, dropping off the walls with an intensity you haven't heard before.

was itto about to break the bed? no no, you suppose. hopefully not.

"looky looky." he thoughtlessly leans back into the silken cushions but props himself up with his elbows so his pretty view on you would turn out even prettier, "it's large, just like me." — how can this man be for real sometimes, you wonder, snorting out a silly laugh on how impossibly comical he looked right now, with the majority of his legs hanging out of the bed frame.

"it sure does." you feign your engaging sentencing, silently getting close and walking towards him to sit, somewhere— which, uh, wasn't possible because he took the entire space.

literally, how could he not?

so, instead, you had, emphasizing heavily on the 'had', resulted to therefore straddling his hips with your thighs on each side of him. You're leaning forward and to that— your dress instantly responded with unknowingly pining up and revealing more of your smooth legs. Due to this unseen course of events, itto thumbed down entirely, now laying flat with you mounting on top.

the shallow heave that unbuttons from his throat when you declined your head to sweetly plant a semi innocent kiss on his lips, it was overflowing with tension, beyond wishing, so he leaned in— one kiss, two, one more? perhaps a couple.

in a profound refrain, you found yourself relaxed, making out with itto, still largely gentle and shy— if only he wouldn't have began to skim over your body with his hands, up and down in circles, his palms were seizing the movements of you, heatedly glissading over your exposed skin until looming them further back to greedily grab a fistful of your flesh and knead your ass to drag you close.

on purpose or not? but your cunt was now directly brushing on top of his member.

"mmh." you inaudibly whimper into his mouth as you coincidentally rub down on his groin, "ah— i'm sorry." he speaks and unexpectedly drags your pussy over his hidden cock. "fuck-" normally, you're so so careful— fuck, you wouldn't, right? do it on purpose, never.

amusing, you, as a matter of action, did not miss how tensed up itto was, how overwhelmed with the budding pressure in his pants.

how ... he was in his old bedroom, giving his almost painfully growing erection the thing it desired, from you, his cute darling. His breathing had been erratic while his digits further altered your flesh to keep you stilled but surely pressed right on top of his swelling cock.

rationality, here we go, "w-wwwait." his cheeks had a sudden burn with an equal amount of both a higher consciousness of euphoric bliss and clear embarrassment, itto figures that— archons, he might already be done for, the 'little' problem in his pants, how was he supposed to get rid of it before dinner?

"sorry." you cheekily coo and bit your lip back at him, "but you're comfy." cozily wrapping your arms around his neck, maybe another kiss will do it, so you sloppily go down and pull away with a sharp tug on his lower lip. You smile, although sheepish, "we should get up." and whisper the evident.

but unmistakably, if you would've acted out on what you were manifesting, or that you were more than certain you had wholly slicked up your thin panties by now— sensing them stick on your core, you would've blindingly leaned in to whatever you were attempting to do this second.

"wait." oh? this tone was different and you liked it— remembering the cause of it too. Much deeper was the timbre and not in his usual airless color, because itto was dead serious in his shaking utterance, a single word demonstrated a devilish command, "i'm a little—" you follow his eyes with your own and watch the mess in between your sticked together bodies— your dress had been draped up even more and was now pressed up, resting right above the beginning of your ass while itto's pants were extremely tight.

he embarrassingly looks up at you with hesitancy, "oh you know- i think i need a second." and he forcefully exhales his words from his tight chest, "but you are- fantastic." and prolongs his trembling heave right after, "and warm." while he closes his eyes, only a short amount because he had to catch your hips and stop them when you tried to move.

"what are you?!" he groans so loud, too loud— shameless, as you were quick to shush his noisy tongue with your hand clutched around his needy mouth, "shhh, don't talk." you coo, "don't say anything." and he listens carefully, with wide opened eyes, nervously gulping down the assembled saliva, "let me help you out, okay baby?"

finally, fucking finally, he thought, "c-careful." itto mumbles into your hand as you used your other to clumsily open up his pants— pulling down his, with pre cum drowned, boxers, at last freeing his erect cock that was plopping out of the garments.

it's heavy, shading red and the deep blue'ish broad veins on the underside of his girth left nothing left for imagination— your mouth practically watered at the filthy, sinful sight, but it's so tasteful and you wanted to please him right away, maybe suck him off and let him fuck your face, but now— not now, his grandma was literally in the next room and preparing dinner for you, right, almost forgotten!

lets just get this quickly over with and help your handsome boyfriend with his not so little problem— later on there was still additional time, you can always fuck at home, real messy and loud— leaving yourself to him so he was able to pump his seed into you and let it ooze out again.

"ah- baby." his voice sounded impatient and a bit whiny, "it hurts." he grits his teeth and his cheeks burn up, he lifts his hips and softly grinds into you while keeping you down, his face was incredibly red and even the tip of his ears had now visualized the exact same color. There's no way he didn't spend time to think about it too— about the shared fantasy, about pistoling his cock deep into your spongy cunt, it makes him question himself if he can actually pull it off, in this small room with the bed squeaking at every move.

the delirious flutter was risky, but worth it?

"okay, you know what?" he spills out, chasing more relief, "just the tip." he whines, "only the tip, please!" you curiously readjust yourself to rut your cunt on him— on the brink of turning brainless yourself. "you know we wouldn't stop." but the mental image of his tip splitting you roughly had you close your legs around his body, shoving your pussy on his bare cock again.

"but it hurts-" and you shake your head, just wanting to scream that it hurts you too, "i know baby but we can't."

one hundred percent a bad idea— that's what it was in an outer perspective, but how could you ignore his mushroom tip leaving itself get messed up by your arousal— how now, he nudged himself into the flimsy material of your panties to rub his length within your folds, spreading them apart, loving your wet cunt, "five seconds." you can barely hear him say it, "just five seconds." archons, where were the infamous rational thinking skills when you were in dire need of them?

fuck this, rightfully so, "three." now, you start to bargain for the tasteful prize, "four." and itto was determinedly stammering right back at you while his mouth was still covered by your hand. You both cannot believe each other, truly, how desperately needy you were, at this point barely caring anymore when he slowly bumped his drenched cock into your pussy— your underwear by now fully slipped to the side.

"three seconds!" — "oh man .. fine."

you drop your weight before he could finish his words, catching him so off guard was rare in it's own glorious state and you‘re taking his tip further, making the man underneath you deeply groan into your hand. "shut up itto!" you laugh and embarrassingly snort a little, "i'm sorry!" this whole lively situation had a comical sense to it because when else are you fucking your boyfriend in his old bedroom— in a bed that was way too small for any of you, but maybe that's the fun part of being this close together, fusing your skins as one.

you go silent, overwhelmed and shaking, to counter attack your natural body reactions you forcefully bite down on your bottom lip to withstand the upcoming moans, "fuck, fuck!" for comfort, you lean into him as his tip naturally slips in and out of your warm pussy, in and out, in and out, catching a glimpse of his already hooded eyes. "only the tip." you jokingly repeat, "mhm the tip." he moans back into your hand while you felt him drool on you— because there you were flaunting your tits at him, rigidly pressing them into his chest with your pointy nipples finding friction.

itto shuts his eyes on the sprouting frustration closing around his belly, "mhm, i can't believe this." he almost laughs, as if to ease you both down in his own silly ways, "me neither." he further molds his hands over your hips to hold you in a precise way. Truthfully, your trembling thighs were burning and sore, firmly splattered with arousal and exposed to him.

the position you were currently in wasn't kind to you, if anything it was becoming harder to remain focused so you wouldn't end up suckling in more inches without realizing.

you carefully move away your hand and give him enough space to breathe more sizable and damn— the sight in front of you was a fucking longed one, downright unreal, it wasn't able to be somewhat framed or painted into words.

itto whatsoever, his face had spiraled into complete redness, granted, he was trying his utmost finest to be good and not greedy, though the punishing demonstrated fantasy of bulging his cock into your sensitivity was always there— his shaking hands clearly giving it away.

"ah- this is awesome!" itto clears his throat and needfully runs his knuckles over your skin, reaching your behind— two of his fingers ran down to your folds to spread them and leave him with more room to stay inside, "yeah.. this is better." he heaves and you whine because it really does feel better that way— you've been plenty wet by now and if you weren't this patient, you surely would've fucked him into oblivion by now.

you hide your pleased face in his neck, "i can't believe we're doing this." and admit, arching your back a little (for good measure) before slowing one of your hands over his damp forehead where a couple of his hair strands were sticking onto, due to the excessive amount of sweat, "i think I'm dreaming!" though it's stupefying, itto gladly relishes in the smug satisfaction, claiming you one inch further, a bulged type of sweet and honeyed pride was delivered when he let you do it— slurp up one more inch, ambling his hips differently for a finer angle.

you kiss itto's lips to soothe his gravelly groans, in addition to your own squeaky huffed out cries— he's so big and heavy that when you move just a little, it's as if he's strapping you off every single inch of control in your body, as if he's, on purpose, targeting the plushy splotches in your walls.

you grab onto another inch as he passionately groans into your mouth— more please more, bracing yourself, letting his tongue run free into yours, he continues it, pitching his hips further and spreads his thighs to rub you into him while his eyes flicker with lust and so do yours.

you just cannot think straight anymore, it's not possible nor required, you are so fucking fucked right now, both deliriously good and blazingly bad.

itto thinks it still isn't enough, his big cock was tingling in your walls and it should be criminal on how fucking fine your closed insides were, ravenously bordering on him and gripping him— it doesn't even compare to other instances in his life because you both couldn't keep your hands to yourself and wanted to straight up— lose your minds and bodies.

a hiss spills from his throat and it appears like your legs are about to give up on you— your tits too, bounce in tune to your actions and surge eminent bliss into your veins. You find yourself entranced when he crowds you and your toes curl at another easy shove forward.

the painstakingly grab on your hips was to leave bruises, his knuckles turning white and his dick shimmers with your arousal that you sink down further.

you adjust and squeeze around him, bending over when breaking off the kiss, your wet lips twitching in a shameless grin as itto chuckled right under you. The lower side was rammed with your transparent liquids puffing out your pussy— itto's eyes were blown wide and he makes sure to always remember to stretch your ass while you look so adorable above him, creaming on his cock that was now completely clashed into you.

hold on.

what happened to the three stated seconds? or just the tip?

three or none, oh no— not this, please no, archons above please send us mercy because how much fucking time has passed since you started this succulent and mouthwatering gamble?

"fuck— just like that." itto mouths without a single care behind those eyes, "you're the prettiest baby, you know that?" he lifts himself into you and turns the bed into nothing more than a squeaky noisy problem. It could've turned out real embarrassing if not one of you had turned on your hazy braincells.

"itto wait!" you foolishly whine, "shit, too loud!" he bottoms out and smacks his balls into you, remembering the obscene situation as the bed loudly creaked. "shit, shit shit." your mouth clashes onto his with saliva bubbling out of the outer parts of your lips. Yet you don't stop, instead you grind your pretty cunt on him and smear his filth over your soft walls.

"do you think?" you're concerned for the obvious, stilling yourself, "no no, don't worry baby." itto speaks up, "are you sure? we were very loud right now." he captures your body in between his arms to twitch inside your core, you on the other hnd never adjusted to his large dick— you just couldn't stop pulsing on his length, it's swilled with your liquids. "i got you, i'm sure she didn't hear anything."

while you do want to place your greatest trust into him, you weren't stupid, but amidst the sinfulness of it all, you nod your head at him. "we need to finish this quickly." whispering from above, your warm breath fans over his skin.

itto doesn't answer, there was no need for it, not now at least. He reaches up to lift your chin to lead you towards his lips and you cry into the sloppy kiss while his other hand dampened down on your folds, roughly stimulating you with his knuckles. "i- fuck, i-got-you." he finally says in between groans and urges you to continue, "i'll make you cum on me." his words came out in a stitched together grunt.

his mind— it was gone and clouded and another moan leaves him right after at the galvanizing sight of you. Itto braces himself and leads you to heaven, it's overbearing and frustrating, but the new punctuated jolts were closing down on your sensitive cores, they were tempting and pressing on your beating thuds.

all you could think of was for him to please please go faster, but it wasn't possible, not anymore. okay, well, it was but, you would equally be busted and you were sure the embarrassment of being caught by his fucking grandma during the act alone would give you terrible nightmares for years on end.

his knuckles dig into your shining folds and rub you fiercely while taking you with his cock. By how rough itto was fucking you now you had to close your hand around his mouth again so he could freely grunt and moan— vocalize his pleasure to you so you can latch onto him finer, constrict on his shaft and milk him dry until he's wet of a white ring of arousal, the clear determination to finally cum was genuinely all you both could think of.

you cry yourself into his shoulder when he pulls you to him, fisting his palms into your draped up dress to practically rush you back and forward— using you as a fucktoy to drench his cock in. His hips are stuttering and you knew he was close— because in truth, you were too, the continuous intrusion of his sensual tip on your pleased insides felt so fucking fine you thought you were actually going to tear up from it.

it's when it began to burn as he continuously smacked his hips into you, both tightly squished into each others embrace and melting into your bodies. You were drooling on your entire chin and then it happened, bringing you back to the overstimulation which was twice as powerful, twice as deep— pulling out your climax from your strangled rooted core as you violently clenched on his heavy cock, your orgasm thundering over you.

"too much, too much!" you whisper cry on him and itto plants one of his hands on the back of your head to squish you close as he climaxed too, sealing his lips as you pressed your hand into him. "I'm so close— so close so close." his hips were still going but slower, his calloused palm holding you down, guiding you where he required you to release his seed, paint your walls with silken white and calm your inflamed skin.

"fuck!" he moans and his eyes roll back, "inside— im inside you." itto feels empty but fulfilled, the compressed position was in any other occasion insanely unfitting and uncomfortable, but for you there wasn't a better one. His breathing was hot and the entire room smelled of sex and filth, the spilling ropes of cum were seeping right out of you.

the both of you were utterly panting and damn, itto came a lot, cummed as deep as he could and his grunts were still there— low and under the shadowy rasps, leaving it to you to finish him and he relishes in it, entirely, when being milked by a warm cunt such as yours, a claimed one, by him alone.

it's silent before your thoughts come back swirling, heated but never forgotten, you prop yourself with your arms and smile at him, but then it hit you.

"no no." you panic and your eyes glue down on your not so innocent lower region, "we made a mess." he smirks back at you, all puffed out and blowing. "how do we cover that?!"

you lift your hips and are now presented with the post nut problem, vision still glassed up and shaded by how good you were being fucked just moments ago. "wait let me-" itto helps you lay down while he sits up on the bed, his cock limply coated in arousal, "do you need- uh, wait!"

he swiftly searches around the room and finds a towel, hastily handing it to you, "thanks." you shyly mumble, still sore, "how do i look?" you ask him jokingly while fixing your make-up simultaneously to rubbing off the crumbling perspiration on your body.

"like you just had the best orgasm in the world." he sings, putting up his pants while helping you as much as he could. "you're one to talk." you tease, breathless and still hot, pulling down your dress as itto reaches out his arm to you, aiding you to stand up.

a hand falls heavy on his palm and you curse yourself for not figuring out sooner that you were thoroughly sore and done— swelling and used, especially your muscles were burning, searingly aching, "oh— easy now." itto could do this all day, watch you fix yourself after he fucked your brains out— minus the doing it in his old bedroom. His inflated ego breaks records, "are you okay?" but the concern in his voice was sweet, "y-yes."

"lets eat dinner then!" you almost forgot about that.

he rubs his belly and you nod your head in agreement, spouting out a wheezy laugh while you began to fix his hair, "— and hope your grandma didn't hear a thing." and end his sentencing at last.

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Wingmen - Platonic!Zhongli & Platonic!Wriothesley & Platonic!Itto x Male!Reader

A/N: Itto and Wriothesley might be a little ooc since it's my first time writing them. Nonetheless, enjoy! CW: Nothing.

To anyone looking from outside, your feeling for Ganyu was painfully obvious. It seemed as each time you two were around the other, if not for a task at hand, you would stand around bashfully, making awkward small talk and fluttering your eyelashes at each other.

However, the secretary’s reactions often seemed like a mixture of embarrassment and uncertainty, almost reluctance to say anything definite, neither encouraging you and voicing hee

You weren't sure how to interpret her behavior. The idea that you were hitting on an uncomfortable Ganyu ate away at you for days before you finally decided to enlist a second opinion. And who better to ask than Zhongli, the Geo Archon himself?

Zhongli: Ah, I am glad to hear you admit your feelings. There is magnetism between you and Ganyu, and it would be a shame to prevent it from flourishing.

He might not have had a female companion since Guizhong, but don't underestimate his supply of knowledge regarding relationships. Morax has known Ganyu for more or less her entire life, so his advice will prove priceless.

The key, Zhongli says, is being gentle and patient. Ganyu is far from an expert in the matters of the heart, so her reactions might be awkward and come off as uneasy rather than simply shy.

Zhongli: Don't worry, friend. If you’d trust my judgment, I’d say that, recently, dear Ganyu has been nothing but excited to see you.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with making some more direct signs of affection. She's a girl with fairly traditional ideas of romance, so kissing her hand, opening doors and other gentlemanly behaviors will surely make her heart flutter. Don't forget the flowers too! Just maybe avoid the edible ones, as Ganyu will likely find absolutely devouring them with joy quite hard to resist, which in turn will give her the typical insecurities she feels after eating out of schedule. That is if she eats by herself.

Zhongli: Ganyu is quite gentle in her disposition. It would be wise to pick an activity that would not overexert her. She is quite overworked and notoriously exhausted, you see.

A typical outing to a restaurant might be too formal and stressful for Ganyu to fully relax, so Zhongli proposes a picnic in a picturesque part of Jeyun Karst. On the schedule? A nice vegetarian meal, a casual board game, a nap in the warm sun and maybe even some hand holding to really make the day memorable.

Don't worry - your wingman will make sure Cloud Retainer has something to do besides embarrassing Ganyu and interrupting your privacy.

As you leave, he can't help but smile softly at the anticipation in your eyes. Young love is beautiful, and Ganyu could certainly use some. When Morax shakes your hand and says his farewells, he can't help but tease you.

Zhongli: Good luck, Y/N. I look forward to meeting your future children.

You looked up to Clorinde from the first day of your work. She was talented, dedicated, competent, focused, beautiful… Soon enough, you started sneaking hints that you wanted to be a little more than just colleagues with her in your daily interactions. You never expected the woman, known for her honesty, to drop hints of her own instead of outright accepting or dismissing your affection. She started spending more time with you, accepting your proposals of outings to restaurants and cinemas… She even seemed to seek you out during lunch to eat it in your company.

Despite all these signs, you were too nervous to make a definitive move and ask her out. Would it be too soon? You've known each other for just a few months, after all. Maybe she likes you as a friend rather than looking at you as a potential future husband?

This doubt was cleared when you found a ball invitation from her in your mail. You were to accompany her to the event, which had you biting on your nails in no time. Knowing you had to make a good impression, you asked your best friend for some help.

Wriothesley: Good pick. I know her a little, so I can say that she’s a woman you can definitely get along with quite smoothly. She’s well spoken, knows a thing or two about the world that surrounds her, and her looks, well, they don’t disappoint. She’s well within your league too. Hm? No, don’t worry - we’re colleagues, nothing more. I do think it’s customary to treat a lady like Clorinde to some tea and chatter when she comes down to a grim place like this, no?

The Duke has rizz, no doubt about that. Just a single glance from him gets the women of Fontaine all hot and bothered, and even Lady Furina couldn’t possibly resist his charm. But, being a man of priority and self-respect, he doesn’t focus his efforts on getting a date. That doesn’t mean, however, that he won’t help a friend in need.

She may not partake in it more than necessary, but Clorinde is high society, just like the event you will accompany her on. Wriothesley will make sure you top up your etiquette. Clorinde surely won't be focusing on your savoir vivre, but it's always helpful to know how to behave. Sigewinne will be a great (albeit short) partner for some dance practice - with what the nature of your work is, you'll surely catch the drift and Ballet, Allemande or even Minuet won't be much of a challenge. Practice makes perfect, after all.

Obviously, the whole point of a ball is to, as they say, dress to impress. The Duke won't mind delegating some of his personal wealth to make sure all eyes are on you. Money doesn't bring happiness, but it can certainly buy some very nice clothes.

Despite all of the top-notch gear you will be sporting, it will all be soulless, making you more of a mannequin than a proper man. The missing element, the final ingredient that will take Clorinde’s breath away is accenting your masculinity. How? Well, Wriothesley has more than a few tricks up his sleeve, don't you worry.

A suit should be tight-fitting - not so much as to be uncomfortable, but just right to accent your hard earned physique. A duelist’s body is nothing to scoff at - all this fighting has more than kept you in shape. There's no need to keep your outfit in perfect condition - some looser buttoning here and there goes along wonderfully with a slightly ruffled hair to give you that scruffy, masculine edge, as well as a bit of personality to your person that will for sure make you unique amongst the other penguins and snobs. Clorinde is not one of them, but her position requires her to attend a formal party once in a while - no doubt standing out a little will catch her fancy.

Lastly, cologne. Many options are available, including recommendations from Wriothesley, but it's ultimately your choice. A base, woody scent will always hit the spot, but maybe you would like something more unique? An oriental variety with cinnamon, or some citrus? If you ask him, Wriothesley would go for something more masculine - the pleasant scent of leather or a powerful mix of tobacco and spices.

Wriothesley: Whatever happens, don't put on a façade. The clothes and the scents are meant to accent you, not create an illusion. If Clorinde gave you hints before, it means that she took a liking to you as a person, so don't be afraid to be yourself, alright? Fantastic. Now get out there and give her an evening she won't soon forget.

The work of a common officer of the Yashiro Commission was quite dull and thankless. Paperwork in the morning, in the afternoon and all through to the evening. Whenever people (or Yokai) were registering events, all the paperwork went through you. It wasn't long after you were employed that you got the chance to meet the One and Oni, Arataki Itto himself as well as someone else. A short woman, whose beautiful features were safely confined under her impressive demon face mask.

To say that you were enamored would be an understatement of massive proportions. What helped was that she seemed to have an intimate knowledge of all the procedures and requirements, making professional interactions with her very smooth, being mostly free of problems. If there were any mistakes on her part, you were more than happy to overlook them for her benefit.

It wasn't hard to find a chance to exchange a few words with her, seeing as Shinobu was a very socially active woman. As time went on, you started seeking her out outside of work hours, accompanying her during the daily chores, slow evenings or even Arataki Gang events.

And Shinobu? She didn't mind at all. Every time she had another portion of formulars, event plans and other bureaucracy to lay on your desk, she apologized profusely for troubling you, and quite bashfully at times too. You always assured her that it was just your job and that working with her was a pleasure, but she always wanted to make it up somehow, usually by bringing you treats like cookies, cake or Dango milk of her own making. One time, however, you worked up the courage to ask her out. When you proposed the idea of grabbing lunch together, she agreed right away.

There was a problem, however. You didn't exactly know what sort of restaurant she would enjoy. A simple food stand would be a safe choice, but would it suit a woman of her intelligence and style? On the other hand, an expensive place would be, well, quite costly, which would hurt your already strained finances - your work doesn't pay very well, after all. And what if she thinks you are some sort of a snob? What about gifts? Is the the type to enjoy flowers, sweets, or something practical? Nothing at all, maybe?

You needed to talk to someone who knew her better than you did. Someone tall, buff and horny. In the literal sense.

Arataki Itto: So you're into Shinobu, huh? Well, I’d say she’s your type of gal - always too serious and no fun, but hella smart… No offense my bro!

Of course, simply answering your questions was not enough for the well-meaning Oni. He insisted on playing matchmaker with you two, and before you could get a word out, it was decided, and Itto began to flood you with wild ideas for a date. Onikabuto fighting, sumo wrestling…

Arataki Itto: … with identical outfits so she knows you like her, right! That would be great, right?

With a little persistence, you managed to gently turn him down and let him know that the date was already planned. He deflated a little bit, but his smile remained as he assured you that he'll help anyway, however he can.

Arataki Itto: Oh! How ‘bout you hit the gym right before the date, huh? I heard that women find the smell of sweat quite sexy! Y/N: Itto, I don't think that's a good idea. It's not going to smell good at all. Besides, when would I find the time to do that? I need to get ready for the date sometime… Arataki Itto: Train in your nice clothes? That'll save you some solid time, eh? Y/N: Well… They won't exactly be fresh and clean after training. Arataki Itto: Ah! You wanna be that suit-and-tie-guy-getting-what-he-wants-takin’-her-by-surprise kinda man? Respect!

In your plan, you didn't take into account just how loud Itto is. Before long, a familiar figure seemingly rose up from underground right beside you.

Arataki Itto & Y/N: Shinobu! Kuki Shinobu: And what kind of mischief are you two up to, huh? Y/N: Nothing, really… Just catching up, right Itto? Arataki Itto: Wait, I thought you wanted to ask Shin- Y/N: Itto! Kuki Shinobu: … Y/N: … Arataki Itto: … Kuki Shinobu: Why didn't you ask me straight up, Y/N? Y/N: I was a little… Shy, to be honest. Kuki Shinobu: That's kinda cute, you know? So how about we make it an official date? Y/M: Yes please! I mean... I would really like that. Kuki Shinobu: It's settled then. Arataki Itto: Woohoo! We're going on a date, baby!

Thanks for reading!

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Broo, imagine if breeding season effected itto omgomgomg, like imagine oni's having ruts and when they go into they're ruts the become super possessive and like.

Voyeurism, itto fucking you in front of his gang to remind them that your his lover, his marriage partner, his breeding hole, he's just all over you, fucking you deeply in a alley while forcing his gang to watch so they remember who you belong too. Sobbing rn, I need him smm.

Tagging @heizhoed Because her itto complex is equivalent to Zhongli's strength as a archon, there is none like her. ft. Breeding kink, fem!reader, possession sex, voyeurism, itto being feral.

Absolutely. it has been such a rough week due to how badly mating season has effected itto. Every chance he'd obtain, he'd find some place, some time to pull you somewhere and fuck you. You didn't mind, especially knowing that if you didn't help him then it could result in him hurting physically.

He tried to be gentle. Itto isn't oblivious to his size, he's so much bigger than you are and he has to be gentle because using even a little too much strength could hurt you. He doesn't wanna hurt you because he loves his cute little wife so much :( — it isn't until he sees one of his puny gang members making moves on you from the distance that he can't help but get riled up. His breeding urges had already been eating him alive all week, but seeing someone even dare to speak to you with such a desiring glint in they're eye is what makes him act on them.

The next morning he doesn't hesitate to call a gang meeting, only to pull you into the nearest alleyway and fuck you against the strongly built wall that belonged to some irrelevant noodle shop. He tells, no— Demands that his gang watches him brutalize your innocent cunny.

His large palms cupping your ass while he slides his huge cock into your stretched pussy, it isn't easy — he's so big' n thick that it takes a couple of thrusts to get the tip to penetrate your hole cause that's just how big the oni is. once he manages to finally fit into your drooling pussy, he takes off — drilling his large cock into your aching cunt without a hint of remorse.

"You see?" itto snarled at his gang members, unintentionally baring his teeth while focusing on nothing but the way your tiny cunt stretched around his large dick, his huge dick that had you frozen against the wall. "Nobody can fuck her like i can."

The feeling of his cock rubbing against your gummy, tight walls and stretching them as well has you weak in the legs, thighs quivering at the way your boyfriend is so fully determined to fuck you until he's positive your full of nothing but his seed. The only thing on itto's mind is breeding you until your round and big with his kids. "Itto, baby — you gotta slow down, my legs are getting tired!" You sobbed, helplessly as he dug the tip of his messy cock deeper, ignoring your protest.

"You feelin' me in your tummy?" He asked, squeezing your ass for a response —in response you nodded, too ashamed of how much your enjoying this side of itto, how possessive he is. Your too shy to glance over and see the reaction of the arataki gang, although your positive they're getting off on watching they're huge boss pound his little wife's pussy, not missing a beat.

You begun feeling dizzy and weak, you can feel the little knot in your tummy untying itself, your about to cum — and judging by how itto's movements are getting so unorganized and sloppy, he's about to spill his load as well.

"m'gonna cum inside you, okay pretty baby?" He growls into your ear, breathlessly as his cock begun to twitch, it wasn't long before you had succumb to your orgasm, letting out a whine at the strong feeling of euphoria that overtook your little abused body — followed by itto's orgasm, a thick pearly cum oozing out of your stuffed pussy and staining the alleyway concrete below.

"Mine." were his only words, glancing back to look at his gang members. He certainly wasn't wrong, although once you catch your breath, you should let him know that the member who you were talking to earlier was just asking if itto was doing alright.

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The One And Oni. || NSFW ||

Arataki Itto x Reader / Oneshot

Warning: This Is Super Long.

My first ever one shot with Itto! ;D I find this guy funny, not so much- well, simpable for me, but for Mod Kaeya? Ooooohoooo booooy. (totally not doing this one shot just to bully them heheheheheheh) sorry if he acts a bit odd or off at times, I'm just learning how to write this hyped up guy lmao - Mod Diluc

"I cannot stress this enough, Miss L/N. He is not easy to negotiate with, nor to subdue either." The Tengu confessed to you. Her face void of energy now and her eyes forming ever so slight bags under them.

You sigh softly and wave your hand in a dismissive tone; "I appreciate your words of advice Kujo Sara, but this, Oni, has kept the Tenryou Commission distracted for long enough."

With that, all further conversation was halted as you lift from your office chair and swiftly depart from both Sara and the Tenryou Commission headquarters, making your way to the last known sighting of this, Arataki Itto.

Thirty Minutes Later; Nearing Higi Village.

Your eyes scanned along the dirt road, the crumbling structures of long since abandoned houses all around you, it was quiet. Eerily so. But you pressed forward, Kujo Sara had said this was where she had tirelessly attempted to arrest the Oni, for having caused several public incidents, various having resulted in damage to public property.

As you neared the centre of the village you couldn't shake the presence that seemed to shift all around you, it was obvious someone's eyes were on you, and you were willing to bet it was this Arataki Itto.

You let a long drawn out sigh slip from your lips as you heave your intricately designed claymore and let it sink in the dirt beneath you. Your hand still gripped tightly on the handle, your brows furrow with displeasure.

"Come out now, Oni. I'm not one for games." Your voice carries in the wind.

"Heh, could already sense me huh?" A more than energetic voice booms out from behind a wall to a decrepit building.

"Would be embarrassing if I couldn't. Show yourself, I find no amusement in talking to you with a building between us." You turn toward the building and cross your arms, waiting for the reply.

A silhouette emerged from behind the building, tall in stature, broad in figure too. Once in the light the fine details made themself apparent, long white hair, sharp crimson red horns adorned the top of his head, muscular and toned arms, legs, chiseled chest features accompanied with a six pack.

He takes care of his physical appearance that much is obvious, however as he steps toward you, sheepish smile on his face with a hand scratching the back of his neck, he nearly slips while maneuvering around rusty buckets and tumbled over barrels; physical appearance seems to be the only trait he's good at maintaining.

"So uhhhh, what can I do for ya lady?" He chirps at you, his hands awkwardly fidgeting beside him and then in front, unable to keep himself still.

"Miss L/N." You correct him, quickly. "And I'm here to see what the fuss is, you're becoming all the talk among the Tenryou Commission, and Kujo Sara is becoming less than efficient in her tasks, thanks to your constant need to seek her audience for a duel-" Your abruptly interrupted by a boisterous laugh.

You narrow your eyes and glance at the Oni, who appears to be laughing his lungs out, you fail to see where there was a joke in your sentence, but he's quick to aid you in your confusion.

"So the Tengu has finally had enough of me eh? Hahaha! I always knew I'd win some day, finally she is defeated-" he fist pumps the air in a childish manner before pouting; "ahh man, but she didn't even have the guts to tell me she calls quits? She runs to... you? Miss serious lady."

Your eyes widened slightly, how rude. You'd given him your name, yet he refuses to address you in the formal way. You were beginning to understand why Sara had given you so many prior warnings of this Oni.

"Miss. L/N." You corrected, yet again.

He finally quietens down from laughing so much, before raising a brow at you and then smiling, something you don't like the feeling of is laced behind that said smile.

"Say, you're like, higher up in the ranks right?" His eyes light up as you stand before him, a quizzical expression apparent on your face.

"What?" You question back, the fast pace of this conversation was making your head spin. How quick he was to change topics and switch subject at unpredictable times.

"I'm asking if you're strong or not, let me dumb it down for ya lady-"

"Miss-"

"Yea yea! Miss lady right? Anyway, I'm Arataki Itto, The One and Oni, Undefeated and now, as of just learning; unrivaled." He puffs his chest out in an act of prideful display, his hands resting eitherside his hips.

Your lids begin to droop in boredom, if he doesn't kill you when trying to arrest him, he's definitely going to kill you from this self made entitlement he's pinned to himself through arrogance.

"As much as I enjoy this mind numbing idle chatter, unfortunately it must end here." You now interrupt him, which he's clearly unhappy about as he pouts yet again toward you.

"Huh? How come?" He asks while tilting his head.

"I find it astonishing you think I come to you on equal ground right now, Oni." You let your neck crack as you brace yourself for whatever happens next, swinging your claymore around and readying yourself into battle stance.

"Hey! That's Arataki Itto to you Miss- ... uh... miss..." his fist was raised in an outrage till faltering in his words and actions. Your face lacking of any expression.

"Hypocritical too I see, demanding respect from those you've given none, interesting. Your criminal ways really have sullied your sense of social etiquette. Perhaps sometime in solitary confinement will actually do you some good." You finish your sentence, and you're met with an unamused look from the Oni.

"Heh, you can speak with all those fancy big words all you like lady, but I can assure you something, I don't go down without a fight." While speaking matter of factly he summons his golden and crimson claymore from the air beside him, readying himself too.

"Say let's make this duel fun huh?" His crimson eyes glow as he speaks, "I was going to ask if you'd wish to become my next rival, considering you're higher up than that Tengu, naturally speaking you should be stronger too then, better for dueling by default you see!" You huff loudly. Honestly he talks too much.

"So you really wish to play games now? Even during such situations?" You ask, in disbelief to this Oni's carefree attitude.

"Haha! Of course! Betting makes everything more fun." He chuckles filled with too much confidence for your liking, you were soothed by the fact you'll soon discard him of this self entitled confidence.

"Very well, do whatever makes you happy, one way or another you will be bought to justice." You shake your head unamused. Patience was definitely waning on you now.

"Winner, can do anything they please." He hums happily, to which you're temporarily taken aback by.

"Wait what? Such absurd terms will not be agreed on by m-"

"Hya!" The Oni strikes at you fast, his claymore crashing down at you with intense speed and frightening impact.

You raise your own claymore and shield against his attack, the clank of metal against metal rings out.

"You're quick! I like that in a rival." The Oni yells out as he flies at you with another frontal assault.

He was big, which made you think he'd be slow, but how wrong you was. This Oni was quick, precise, otherworldly with his instincts to dodge and parry, his strength was commendable too, he seemed so childish and idiotic while talking, but he was no foreigner to the conversation of battle.

Forty-five Minutes Later.

The duel had raged on for far longer than you'd expected, and Kujo Sara had managed to once apprehend this Oni's vision? You were contemplating giving her a raise in rank for that feat now, no wonder The Almighty Shogun requested her to be her right hand.

It turns out Geo and Anemo are quite even in terms of dueling, much to your utter agony. Your muscles were screaming to be given time to rest now, constantly having to dodge, counter and weave was taxing on your energy, damn this blasted Oni!

"Ushi let's go!" He yells, still as insanely energetic sounding as he was before even starting this duel. How annoying he was.

However you had little time to loathe him as a whole when you saw him lining his arm at you as if ready to throw a ball, except... wait, it was a bull! Holy shit!

Your eyes widened as a small angry faced bull flung at you, achieving the title pigs truly can fly huh? You panic, no time to dodge, your energy was near depleted now, so trying to counter with your vision was out of the option too. With all this in mind, you had only one choice-

"Hyaarrggh!" You yell out with utter frustration as you swing your claymore infront of you, shielding your entire frontal form, the bull closing in fast, your close your eyes tightly and brace-

"MMMMMMMMOOOOOOOUGH!" The bull cries out as he crashes into your blade of the claymore, the impact causes your feet to swivel and lock into place, trying to keep yourself solid, and by doing so it results in yourself being dragged along the dirt, causing the mud and grass to dig up around your feet as you claw backwards, keeping yourself tense, braced in your stance.

Once the impact leaves and you're feeling ever so slightly relieved you open your eyes and look up, seeing you've been pushed back several inches, the deep sunken tracks from where you once stood. He'd put so much force into that throw... and it was a damn bull to add to it... this Oni, he was entirely mad, he... he had to be.

The bull had already vanished back to whether the damned Oni had summoned it from however, lucky for that giant pig anyway, if you'd see it you would've fried it into bacon!

"Wow! You actually shielded against Ushi? Nice one! I'd expect nothing less from my amazing rival!" He flashes a toothy grin at you, his mood highetened to an almost scary excitement you simply refuse to make sense of in your current ordeal.

You pant softly, trying to mask your sheer exhaustion, you've given it all you have, and that last stunt from him had caused your energy to leave you entirely now, you were simply bluffing at this point.

"You can still fight? Even after Ushi?" He calls out, sounding hesitant himself. Did he doubt you? How insulting, a criminal now doubting your abilities and even showing concern to you? He should be restrained and in jail by now... infuriating.

You steal a glance at him, seeing not a single sweat break from him, casual look, smeared with a smug expression as he closed in on you, his claymore lazily slung behind his neck being held up with little effort by him.

You close your eyes sighing softly, before weakly lifting your claymore back up, a shake now apparent in your grip, your arms ache miserably, your clothes stick to you, your damp hair clings to the sides of your face uncomfortably. You were a complete mess now.

He continued to draw in closer, and you hadn't realised it yet, but you'd subconsciously been taking small steps backwards with every intruding step he made.

"Backing down are we? Heh, can't blame you, I am the great Arataki Itto after all, numero uno an all, hahahaaaa!" He bellowed out.

You scowled at him, he now toys with you too? Unforgivable. You try your best to strengthen your grip on the claymores handle, trying your best to chase away your fatigue, but everytime you tried to make an advance your body just did not allow it, you couldn't merely will your strength out of thin air after all.

"I am NOT backing down." You growl at him, to which he smirks mischievously.

"A stubborn one, that's even more fun." He snickers softly to himself.

"You will face justice Oni." You snarl out through gritted teeth.

"Riiiiiight, and... you're gonna be the one to do that huh? You sure about that lady?" He chuckled as he swings his claymore back out, aimed at you, a glow emanating from him as his claymore forges itself into a refined state, mimicking a massive club with crystaled geo spikes sticking out from all angles. Impossible- he still had this much energy left... did he even use an ounce to begin with?

"I'm waiting, mighty rival." He teased you further, the glow emitting an ethereal appearance to him now.

You took a single step forward, before dropping your claymore and collapsing into the dirt, your weapon disintegrating back into the atmosphere around you, indicating one thing, you were now unconscious.

The last words heard before darkness consumed you was; "Yea, that's about what I figured."

Unknown Amount Of Time Later.

A sharp inhale was all you were able to muster as your eyes shot open, the darkness dissipated fast, only to be replaced with a dim glow surrounding yourself. Your heart began to pick up in pace as you scanned the area before you, you were acting out of panic, frantic moves swirling you into a panicked frenzy.

You closed your eyes and breathed in slowly, gradually you began to recollect yourself and bring back your composure. The pieces of memories of what took place before you'd wound up where you were now started to slot back into place. Ah yes, The Oni.

Once everything had calmed down and your mind was thinking clearly again you had a new goal, find that damn Oni. Just as you went to lift off the rather uncomfortable chair something pinched the skin around your wrists, you let out a sharp inhale again, cussing under your breath.

"Of course." You sighed lowly to yourself as you glanced backwards slightly to allow yourself to look at your restrained wrists against the rickety old chair.

You rolled your eyes as you repositioned yourself back to facing forward and at the candle that kept the room dimly lit, you should've expected the Oni would do something like this, he's a criminal after all.

Your body still ached and the wounds of the duel were beginning to make themself known to you now, your legs hurt, and your head was spinning slightly, but you kept a stern gaze forward and your head steady on your shoulders.

You didn't know if you were being watched right now, and the last thing you wanted was to let the enemy know you felt weak and tired. So you sat there; silently, unmoving, slow rhythmical breathing. Acting completely unphased, a facade of looking disinterested and detached from the situation.

As time crawled on you opted to keep scanning the room you were placed dead bang in the centre of. It was small, cramped, a couple of torn papers scattered along the floor toward one of the corners, the candle placed on a rusty bedside table that was oddly placed beside the door.

There were windows; albeit boarded up from the outside, preventing you from seeing the outside at all. You glanced back again with minimal effort and located a basic bed with no covers on behind you, just two pillows and some mattres sheets for the basics of supposed comfort.

You turned back round and scrunched your nose slightly, the room looked trashed and barely upkept, everything looked seconds away from falling apart, so you drew the lines together and conjured up the possibility this was the Oni's hideout. It was the only plausible conclusion you could summon up right now.

You felt rather uncomfortable with the fact you had dried mud over your clothes and side of your face, from the fact you fell face flat into the mud, you must've looked so ungracious. But there was nothing you could do about it right now with your hands being tied the way they were.

You kept waiting, and waiting, and waiting. But nothing was happening, you heard no sounds, saw no movement. He was nowhere in sight. You let out an impatient sigh and then let your eyes close for just a second-

Three Hours Later

Clap!

Your eyes shot open and you jolted backward from instinct, your body weight shifted and the imbalance caused you to fall backwards.

You squeezed your eyes shut and screamed as you suddenly felt yourself falling, your arms still restrained.

"Woah there!" An overly energetic voice beamed out.

The falling feeling halted and was then swiftly replaced with the warmth of something encasing you.

You opened your eyes slowly only to then widen them abruptly as you saw the dreaded Oni hovering over you with his arms hooked around you. A concerned expression over his features.

You narrowed your eyes angrily as he stepped backwards bringing your dangling form in the chair back forward to, hearing the legs of the rickety chair plant them self back onto the floorboards beneath you.

He slumped back in the chair that was in front of you; that was not there earlier.

While doing so you glanced down to see the fact your clothes were slightly damp, half wiped clean of the dried mud, you pushed your tongue against the inner part of your cheek and as your cheek stretched the skin didn't feel covered in mud anymore; had he... attempted to clean you while you was asleep?

You sat there quietly, furious beyond belief that you'd allowed yourself to fall asleep in such a dangerous predicament, and probably allowed yourself to be touched by the enemy, and how dare he awake you in such an unfair manner! Making you jump and scream, how stupid-

"Hey-"

You flicked your eyes back to the Oni, whose hand was now stretched out towards your face, waving side to side.

"You sure do zone out alot huh Miss serious lady?" He tilted his head in that frustratingly innocent way yet again.

"I told you; my name is L/N." You practically hissed at him now. Your impatience beginning to crack through. How many times can someone avoid calling you by your name?

He returned his hand back, crossing his arms over his chest, letting his legs spread out in a very unceremoniously manner.

He huffed out childishly before speaking out again.

"So are you like this everytime you lose a fight?"

You blinked a few times shocked by the boldness in his words, though you really shouldn't be anymore at this point.

"Tsk." You rolled your eyes.

He simply snickered and leaned forward, invading your personal space yet again, his hands slapping down onto his knees.

"Strong willed. I like that in a woman." He smirked, his fangs protruding in a mishevious manner.

You narrowed your eyes yet again, your face distorting into one of disgust.

"What does that mean?" You retort angrily.

He merely let's his smirk widen. The tension of the silence making you feel uneasy, this Oni really was unpredictable and you were unfortunately at his mercy right now.

As if playing on the fact you felt uncomfortable with him constantly too close for comfort- he shuffled his chair forward, closing the gap between you entirely, his hands now firmly resting on your thighs, just above your knees.

You involuntarily shudder from the contact and then begin to feel yourself seethe with unparalleled anger.

"Get your hands off me." You spat the words at him.

He didn't follow through however. Instead he grinned and let his hands do a few pliant squeezes into your soft flesh.

"Stop th-"

"Shut up." He growled out. His tone was entirely different... it didn't sound childish, didn't sound innocent and carefree, it sounded hoarse and rough.

You swallowed down your words of rejection. Something gripped at your nerves with the way his tone had changed so suddenly, a spine chilling tingle ran through you.

He let his eyes wander back up to your own, trapping your stare with his.

"You lost the duel remember? And I did say winner gets to do whatever they want~" his tone had shifted yet again back to the childish demeanour you recognised.

"I never agreed to those terms Oni." You groaned.

"But you did continue to fight back didn't you?" He was quick to respond.

"Yes? But that's because you quite literally waved your claymore at me with all your force! Was I suppose to not retaliate and let you kill me?!"

"Kill you?! Haha! Arataki Itto may be many things but a murderer is not one of them."

You opened your mouth to proceed with another rebuttal but you were honestly dumbfounded, no words came forth and your mouth simply closed again.

His look changed, it went from defensive to earnest in a heartbeat, and the pleading look in his eyes made your stomach flip for some unknown reason that you refused to press furher on.

"Hey, lady? What do you truly know about me? Because the accusations you throw my way hurt ya know?" His voice was soft, and the way his words made you feel was different. No anger and frustration at all. You didn't know how to respond so you just remained silent.

"I see... so you barely know anything about me huh? Just the basic rumours everyone throws around about me, the big terrible Oni right? Gonna eat the babies and burn villages to the ground kinda Oni right?" He scoffs half heartedly.

"No. I wouldn't believe such nonsense." This time you were quick to respond. The earnest look in his eyes had dissolved into one of sadness, his emotions were never hard to see, he certainly didn't shy away from expressing his true feelings to anyone. That much you'd already made sense of.

"Really?" He sounded and looked hopeful now.

"Of course, I wasn't born yesterday. If there were truly a beast doing such heinous crimes out there that severely, the Shogun herself would've said something about it by now." You rolled your eyes, unbelievable that he required explanation for this.

"Oh." His face grew a solemn look. Was that not the answer he hoped for? Tough. Though not a killer he was a criminal all the same.

You breathed out slowly, awkwardly. Time felt like it had come to a grueling stop now.

"So... about this bet, that I'd had no partake in, what exactly is it you want?" You decided to reel back onto track, things were falling apart at the seams right now and this chair wasn't growing any more comfortable.

"Hm? Oh! Oh right, haha!" Suddenly the life in his eyes sprouted back in all his glory.

You started gnawing at your bottom lip as you sucked it inside your mouth, his hands had been squeezing and rubbing up your thighs, this, entire, time. Had it become a subconscious movement on his behalf? You weren't sure but you'd like it to stop, now. For reasons you yet again would rather not press further on.

"Well you lost, and I won, that much is obvious, so technically. I get to do whatever I want now." He smiled happily at you, your face showing nothing but disbelief back at him.

"That is utterly too vague. Explain yourself Oni-"

"Itto." He corrected.

"Miss L/N." You responded.

He grinned wildly at you. You nervously glanced at him.

"I really like you lady." He finished the staring contest off with a sudden confession, innocent at first glance, but what he meant was far more serious.

Slowly he began to rise, his tall stature looming over your own, reminding you once again just how tall and intimidating this Oni really is.

"Think it's about time we cut to the chase huh lady?" He mused as he walked behind you and began to fiddle with the restraints around your hands, was he freeing you? And would he please stop calling you 'Lady' for archons sake!

Your question was quickly answered as you felt the ropes that pinch around your skin suddenly release.

Before you could stand however you felt his hands grasp you into a princess bridal style carry, firmly pressed into him. Your face flushed a bright red, what was going on?

"You have a strong will, and an unbreakable fighting spirit lady, that's why I think I'm so inexplicably drawn to you." He started his own monologue to you now, though you could barely make sense of the words that left him, as he walked you behind the rickety chair and dropped you onto the bed.

You bounced slightly as your rear landed into the mattress, you huffed by instinct, you went to sit up but his hand was quick to flatten you back down.

"Or maybe its because I've met a woman who fights with strength like me, showing how tough you really are." He continued so casually as his weight pressed down onto your form, engulfing you in him.

You were lost right now and your heart began to race in pace yet again.

"What are you doin-"

He pressed his nose against yours, the cold sensation of his crimson red horns pressing gently against your forehead.

"Shh, I'm doing whatever I want, part of the bet remember?" His voice was rough again, but the way it sounded made you shudder once more.

You looked into his red eyes and saw nothing but lust staring back at you, was this his plan all along? Was his intentions really to bed you since the beginning of this whole ordeal?!

"W-wait wait, what is this the meaning of this-"

"Isn't it obvious lady? I did just say I like you did I not? The moment I saw you I was too shy to step out the shadows. You're so beautiful and strong. The thrill of fighting you got me way too pumped, and I just knew I had to make you not just my rival, but mine."

"Y- yours?"

"Mhm." He nodded slowly, his hot breath beginning to fan across your face, your own breathing becoming irregular in pace as your nerves and embarrassment climbed higher.

Was this criminal saying he had some sort of crush on you? An infatuation? Like how a child would confess? This can't be happening-

You gasped out when you felt his warm lips press against your neck in a tender experimental kiss. Your reaction gained a gentle chuckle from him however, his breath fanned across your skin like smooth butter as he whispered against your neck; "You're so cute."

Soft and gentle he was, for some reason you couldn't fight back, your will to retaliate left you so fast, the feeling inside you was too good to pass up on.

He kissed your neck again,

And again,

Again.

Each kiss softer and longer than the last, trailing his warm saliva along your plush skin.

Through his gentle kissing and timid nibbling and sucking of your skin, his large hands stroked up your body, to your arms, his hands now encasing your own in a firm embrace, guiding your hands above your head and keeping them there, his eyes closing as he began to let his kisses press more intensely against all your delicate skin.

His voice rumbled against your neck as he spoke gruffly.

"Mmh, I knew you wanted this too, I could taste your want for me before you'd even accepted it yourself." He chuckled hoarsely against your skin, before allowing himself to lick one long strip along your neck with his tongue.

You closed your eyes and whimpered against the wet sensation his tongue provided, his saliva felt so hot against your skin, before the cool air kissed and cooled it instantly, the vast contrast searing you.

Was what he said true? Did you really want this? You'd admired his physique during battle that's true, and you'd let your eyes glimpse one too many times at his toned abs and flexing muscles, but it's hard not to appreciate his masculine frame when he clearly works a great deal to maintain his form... but...

Did that really mean you'd wanted this? How shameful were you? He's a criminal for crying out loud! And he'd been bothering your subordinates for months now, you'd come to take him to prison, not let him have his way with you in some dingy house on a poor excuse of a bed.

You couldn't help but let the moan escape you when you felt his fanged canines peirce into your skin, the sharp stinging of pain was replaced with a numbing pleasure almost instantly, was you addicted to pain now too?

"Hey... come back to me lady. I want you here with me while I do this to you." Something about how possessive he sounded made the whole situation feel even more lewd than it already was.

"I... I don't understand..." Your voice wavered in tone, shaky and fragile sounding, you hadn't realised you'd even started talking before it was too late.

"Mmh... don't understand what lady?" He asked the question slowly before languidly licking another strip along your neck against the current bite mark that began to adorn a deep purple to it, a deep guttural growl reverberated from him as he did so.

You couldn't open your eyes, everytime you did the sensation tingled you and numbed your senses entirely, you felt pins and needles all over as you kept your eyed closed.

"Kujo Sara... Kamisato Ayato... they are able to fight you, win even, so why... why couldn't i- enanngh!" You moan out as you feel another slightly harsher bite sink into your neck thanks to him.

"Rude to mention another name when being intimate with someone, and you mentioned two... that's just mean..." He hummed as he lifted his face from your neck, his eyes glancing at your now abused flesh around your neck, your skin now sporting a set of marks and bruises that he took great pride in knowing he created.

You opened your eyes slowly, blinking as you did, the dim glow of the room blanketing the Oni above you, and if in some ironic way giving the demon blooded man an angelic aura. He licked his bottom lip slowly, drinking in your beautiful blushing doe eyed expression.

"Well, if you must know, the reason they win is because one of them isn't even human lady." He was feeling generous, so decided he'd give you a quick answer to your questions before you become too fucked out to weave anything audible to him.

You pouted up at him, annoyed with the answer he gave, obviously you knew Kujo Sara was a Tengu, not fully human. But... maybe that really was why she was able to hold her own for so long against him, she did master techniques in stamina endurance-

"And as for my good bro Ayato? He's mastered his fighting skills with the aid of speed techniques. Yea I pack a punch, but that doesn't account to much if the opponents too fast to land a hit on haha!" He laughed out in a boisterous manner. He seemed awfully happy to reveal his weaknesses to you right now...

But it made sense... they were both fast and agile, one not even human... you relied on your heavy hits and strong defense but he was the exact same in that field of action... and unfortunately, he's got Oni blood pumping through his veins... so a strong human stands no chance against a strong Oni huh? ... if only you'd known that sooner.

As if noticing the sad look on your face now he began to frown down at you.

"Oi lady." He groaned.

You didn't even look up in response to him now, you just turned your head to the side, looking so defeated and broken now. He wanted you submissive, and there were several faces he wanted you to make tonight but this look of hopelessness wasn't one of them.

"They win, because they can dodge out the way of my attacks." He lowers his head down right to your ear now, his voice going rough again as his hot breath brushed right against your ear. "But I assure you, they wouldn't have been able to remain standing after a head on assault from my strongest move with Ushi." You tensed slightly as he began to praise you, to which he smirked; ah, so you liked appraisal huh? This would be fun then.

"Like I said, your strength is what draws me to you lady, you don't rely on running away or dancing around attacks like a fragile bird. Your tough and experienced. I like that in a- my woman." He began to nibble around your earlobe after speaking, and you whimpered upon hearing him practically claim you. You tried to stifle the whimper but it was a failed attempt, and he'd noticed it.

"Oh? You like that, hm?" He teased you ever so slightly as he licked your ear and nibbled your lobe again, guiding your smaller hands together so one of his large hands could grasp them both, his free hand beginning to drag his black painted claws along your arm and back down to your torso, his touches feather light against your skin.

"Like being called mine, hm? My good girl." He asked the rhetorical question to you, more so trying to coax more reactions from you, and more reactions he got. You mewled softly as he called you his good girl, his hand swiftly slipping under your shirt. His fangs poking out of his lips from his pointy smirk.

You screamed internally to yourself as you felt his warm hand cup over your breast under your shirt; you'd not worn a bra today, typical for the one day you decided to not wear one something like this would happen. But you kept arguing with your inner voice, fight back, retaliate, refuse, anything!

But your body wouldn't listen, you felt weaker by the second and breathless by every little touch. He knew how to tease your body, he knew how to make you shudder, how to feel unbelievably good. Your body still ached from the prior battle but his ministrations against you was soothing and riling you up all at the same time, it was driving you insane.

His clawed fingers made quick work kneading and squeezing your mound of flesh that was encased in his large warm hand, the tips of his nails gently pinching and twisting your nipple; "No bra, Mmh." His tongue slipped out and slowly licked his bottom lip absentmindedly, it looked damn right sinful, you could see it was a habit of his.

His blood ruby eyes stared into your own and made you feel even more trapped by all that was him, you tried your best to look angry still, refusing to give in to the Oni but your face soon faltered and a whimper left you involuntarily as he pinched and pulled particularly rougher on your nipple, the stimulation your breast received became more harder to bear and upon see your reaction he merely scoffed smugly in return.

How quick he was to go from gentle and soft to intense and overwhelming, flicking between the pressure and pace of his own actions against your heated body. All attention you received fell to only your right breast, leaving your body half satiated, pining for more; against your utter morbid displeasure to the knowledge of feeling such a way.

"I could just devour you, my sweet girl." His voice bellowed out as his gaze finally lifted from you and back down to your chest that was still being toyed with but out of his sight, your clothing still obstructing his vision; which he quickly grew impatient with. Your mind was racing a hundred passing thoughts a second, but you soon got tugged back to reality when you heard the sound of tearing echo and ring against your red ears.

You lazily looked down, your eyes half lidded before widening as your blush came back with newfound vigour, your skin now littered with goose bumps as your warm flesh was exposed to the cooling nipping air that kissed along your stomach and exposed breasts, your chest fully on display for the Oni that loomed above you now.

The ripped, tattered remains of your garments clung to your arms in a final attempt to remain intact, his hands and claws were strong enough to completely shred your entire upper clothing that had kept you modest, you didn't know if it was thrill or excitement that you felt to being unsure of his true strength- or maybe it was both.

You saw something flicker in his eyes and the closest word you could label it with was; hunger. He growled as he saw your nipples standing fully erect, you looked delicious to him and he wanted nothing more but to dive right in, so that is exactly what he did. Your eyes widened for a second before squeezing shut tightly, a loud moan was squeezed from you as you felt his lips encase one of your nipples, trapping it between his pointed teeth and grazing while his tongue flicked and rubbed the very tip inside his hot mouth.

His weight slowly dipped more onto you, and the sensations of his chest pressing against you made you feel sandwiched and suffocated, in all the good ways. The cool smooth texture of his belt straps pressed into you too, all these sensations mixed with the newly intense ones from his mouth and hand toying and teasing with your breasts stimulated you more, but the true friction was needed down below now...

You squeezed your thighs subconsciously as he continued to play with your chest, your eyes still shut, your body arching into his ministrations against your own rational thinking. Releasing his grip from your restrained hands in favour of having another hand to knead and press into your soft smooth skin left you finally free, sort of.

Your hands quickly found their new home, nestled into his white soft silky hair, combing through it eagerly, the urge to pull him into your chest more beginning to gnaw at the back of your mind, but the last thing you should be doing right now is embracing him lovingly while he uses you to his fullest his desires. So instead of giving in to your more needier wants you opted in tugging and pulling his head instead, which elicited an animalistic and strained hiss from the Oni.

A shudder ran down your spine as his hiss rumbled deep within his chest, as if flicking a switch his hands snaked under your body and pressed tightly against your back, lifting you off the bed slightly and pressing you more firmly into him as he kept sucking and biting your breasts, his saliva coating your skin and making you feel more hot and bothered by the second.

Trying to keep yourself balanced and under some control you flew a hand back and pressed it into the mattress, you told yourself it was to stop you looking like meat being dangled in his vice grip, but you soon found yourself pushing yourself up more into him too. How much longer you could keep up this fight you was unsure, for it wasn't even with him anymore, just yourself.

You were no virgin to the acts of intimacy, but your so called lovers were few and far between, you'd never really shared a proper romantic relationship for your job was always put first, but from what little experience you had gained, none of your previous partners had ever spent such earnest time on these formalities, foreplay was there and then gone with in minutes, but by the way he kept lapping at your now swollen nipples, sucking hard and nibbling and grazing eagerly to add to it was making you lose focus.

No one had spent so much time on your body before, specially not your breasts, did he have a fascination with them perhaps? You hadn't realised but your thighs had been squeezing and rubbing against one another for the past several minutes now, the friction was nearly enough to elevate some of the tension from your aching sex now.

As his tongue continue to lathe along your nipples and his teeth kept sinking into your plump mounds of flesh your whimpers became pitiful and weak, eventually you were whining and you hadn't even realised it, but he had.

With a sudden flop back onto the mattress you began to pant softly like a bitch in heat, your chest covered in bite marks, hickeys and saliva. You look like you had quite literally been chewed up and spat out, the loud pop that had left him when he finally detached his mouth from your nipple was painfully loud to your now numbing senses.

You glanced up weakly to see his tongue flick across his bottom lip yet again as he looked down at you with happiness and pride bursting from the seams, so pleased he was with the mess you'd now melted into within his grip, he loved seeing the slow decline of your tough defence be replaced with the same amount of lust for him that he was constantly feeling for you.

But it wasn't nearly enough yet, he wanted to break you, ruin you, he wanted your mind to be occupied with nothing but just him now. he would not be satisfied fully till you was putty in hands and obedient to his every whim he wished to perform to your body, after all he just wanted to make you scream and writhe in pleasure as he worships his prize from his victory.

His chest heaved as he too panted softly, having felt the stinging need for air burn his lungs, he'd suppressed himself a lot just so he could keep tasting you, you was scarily addictive and he was already more than hooked to it, to you. Your reactions were sublime to him and your taste was heavenly, so it didn't take long for his hungry eyes to wander down to your rubbing and squeezing thighs, there laid his next prize.

You felt the heat spread across your face as more excitement rushed and pooled down between your thighs, right at your now aching and dripping wet sex, seeing his eyes travel down your dishevelled and ruined form till fixating at your thighs, you got so aroused from seeing his nostrils flare, his eyes fluttering slightly as he picked up on your scent almost instantly.

His pointed fangs poked from his lips once again as his expression changed to a gleeful smile, almost crazed with lust embedded fully within. You smelt intoxicating and he hasn't even seen below your waist yet, still propped on the balls of his heels while knelt above you he glanced up at you, his firm grip now latching onto the sides of your under garments.

"Hold on to something." His voice was hoarse but stern, it was advice you nearly didn't get to follow for just as your hands sunk into the headrest behind you he yanked hard, your clothing tearing and ripping just like your upper clothing, tattered and destroyed and leaving you on full exposure to him. There you laid, completely bare before him now, your enemy, a criminal who was suppose to be going to prison by your hands.

"Woah~" His voice still had such enthusiasm and life to it, while yours had been drained entirely from you, however you still dared to glare up at him, shock and horror on your face as you saw your Anemo vision snuggled tightly in his grip.

"Wouldn't wanna let this go flying off now, huh?" He chuckled softly, your heart began to race with fear and worry, your vision, how could you have been so careless, your vision was now in the hands of the enemy, but your panic soon subsided as you saw him gently toss it with ease onto the floor in your discarded clothes; if you could even call those ripped rags clothes anymore.

"Why the face?" His brow raised in question, your expression soon fizzled back to awkward and nervous, looking away instantly. You didn't have it in you to give back remarks anymore or verbally argue, not after what he's already done to you, and the fact you now lay completely naked before him while he is still fully clothed was enough to make you accept, you'd lost this fight.

He enjoyed teasing you though, he loved the look you had right now, shameful guilt for secretly enjoying everything happening to you, he wasn't gonna pass up this opportunity.

"Well? I am waiting for a response." he cooed provokingly.

The bed dipped and shifted in weight disposal as he began to lower back down above you, making you feel tiny once again against his broad and masculine frame. You opted to close your eyes to try hide your embarrassment as best as you could, he smirked as he began to lower down more, inch by inch, till he wedged himself comfortably between your thighs; You'd tried to keep them shut obviously, but your efforts were pointless, he pried them open swiftly. His fingers now squeezing into the generous and curvaceous flesh you had there.

Now face to face with your sex he flared his nostrils again to get an even stronger sniff of your mouth watering scent, he groaned as his eyes fluttered again more aggressively this time, fucking delicious. Was all he could muster up in his mind, seeing your slick coating across your lips made his eyes almost sparkle with joy, it was him who'd made you get this way, so why not bask in the knowing of it.

You whined loudly in a pathetic protest, you decided to glare down once and you'd regretted it entirely when you saw him practically sticking his nose against your wet sex to smell it, why must he embarrass you so much?! You hated this man- Oni whatever!

He squeezed your thighs again while planting gentle wet kisses against your inner thighs, all round your sex, dancing around giving you attention where you wanted it most, it was making you angry and crazy, hungry to put it bluntly.

He watched as every small touch made your slit twitch and throb in anticipation, how eager your body was to feel him, he watched as your entrance clamped around nothing, and his thoughts juggled with the imagery of your walls clamping around his thick cock, blowing cool air gently against your entrance caused you to jolt slightly, another whine softly leaving you, he couldn't help but lick his bottom lip, again.

"Where did all that bite go from earlier, Hm?" His breath fanned against your hot achy sex and you squeezed your eyes even more rightly shut, he was snapping every last thread of your nerves you had left.

"Well lady?" he hummed sweetly.

"I told you, my name is!-" you were abruptly cut off as you felt the invading sensation of his long warm tongue against your entrance, causing a wanton moan to ring from you, giving open mouthed kisses lovingly to your slick covered lips, sucking gently and almost chewing against them softly, his eyes closed as his breathing was heavy and hard through his nose.

Every breath he took he was further pushed into the haze of your arousal, so thick and disorientating, it tastes so sweet and divine to him, he couldn't pull away, your noises only spurred him on more and awoke the more animal Oni side within him. His grip on your thighs grew tighter, a bruising pressure now being applied to his squeezes.

Your hands found purchase in his hair yet again, desperate for any sort of balance, a grip to help you remain solid, worried he will whisk you away into a frenzy you'll never escape from, moans continued to leave you and his name suddenly flew from you like a chant.

"itto! I-itto, Oh f-fu-mmph." broken curses and incoherent babbles was all you were capable of now. His loud slurps intentionally burning your cheeks with a blush but the blood rushing all around you made you less effected by it right now, the friction and attention you'd been chasing after finally being given to you in such force drove you to your high at a delightfully fast climb.

Somewhen during his onslaught one of his hands had slid back up your burning skin and began to grope and knead one of your breasts again, twisting and pulling your nipple once again. still suckling and lapping at the juices that continues to pour from you, a man starved of his dinner was all he portrayed right now, his other hand still squeezing your thigh tightly, switching from your thigh to grasping over one of your hands.

Suddenly both his hands flew to your rear as he pulled back and easily lifted your smaller frame with him, his mouth never once leaving your soaking wet sex, he knelt there now with your back pressed against his chest and toned abs as he bent you into a clear C-shape, your legs being kept up and either side his head by his strong bruising grip.

In this angle you was forced to watch clearly above as he sunk into your arousal with an insatiable hunger, your hands had fallen over your face, moaning and whimpering in an embarrassed and lust filled state, it drove him mad how cute you were still being while in such a slutty position, it made him suck harder and with a burning need to make you climax, he wanted to see you fall apart in his hands entirely now.

The intensity was not let up for even a second, your high being reached quicker and quicker, your juices mixed with his hot saliva as your sex became slippery, but he didn't relent, you were clearly wanting the main course now, and from the painful strain he felt in his own boxers he was too, but he refused to give up till he reached his goal unshared with you however.

"I- engh... m'close, so close, feels s-so, mmmph good!~" your moans enticed him further, seeing you struggle to form words made a bubble swell inside his chest, it wasn't just pride and happiness anymore that kept him going on so earnestly, there was something else deeper with in, did he like you more than even he had realised...

There was no time to give it thought right now though, as your moans picked up in tone and your breathing became more erratic so did his sucking and licking become more intense and just as you tethered along the edge of the tight coil snapping inside you his middle finger deftly found your clit, his index and ring finger pressed either side as he effortlessly coaxed it from its hooded hiding spot and latched his lips to it, harshly sucking and thrashing his tongue against it.

Your eyes widened as your hands gripped his bright red horns and yanked his face down harder into you, a loud sinful moan wheezed from your lungs like a singing prayer to the archons above as your orgasm crashed into you like a violent wave against the shore. Your vision blurring to white as you was sent to Celestia, he dipped back down and on purposefully latched his mouth hungrily against your entrance where your honeyed liquid practically squirted from, his fingers still skilfully circling round your clit to keep the stimulation, causing you to shudder aggressively from overstimulation.

His eyes were closed as he lapped up all you had to offer, it was so fucking good, he couldn't get enough of it, but he wasn't that cruel, as your moans became more pained and strangled he knew you'd got nothing left to give, so finally he pulled away with one final loud suck and then lifted his head back up, his glowing eyes raking over your destroyed form, your fucked out expression was picturesque, the sheen of sweat that coated you so beautifully from the exhaustion.

"Perfect." he mumbled breathlessly.

He softly laid your body back down, seeing you still twitch slightly and your toes curling and uncurling, a smile too fond looking now lay on his face. You couldn't speak, you couldn't move, you just laid there panting, utterly exhausted. He must be a full blooded demon... how else could he do all this...

Your vision was still blurred but as you continuously blinked it soon came back to you, and what greeted you was the Oni smiling down at you, his pupils blown out entirely and his chin still soaked from before, your cheeks went red again and you turned your face and hid yourself from him.

"Ah, ah." he happily sung out as he gripped your chin and forced you to look back at him, lowering himself back down onto you, it strangely relaxed you to feel his weight against you once more.

"I think it's a bit too late to still be getting so flustered now Lady." He chirped at you and before you could even think of protesting to his use of the title lady for the Nth time he forced you into a fiery and heated kiss that suffocated you with passion and possessiveness that oozed from him. You could taste yourself so vigorously as his tongue danced with yours, he sucked on your tongue and let himself explore your mouth freely with zero retaliation from you now.

He hummed approvingly against you as he melted further into the kiss, your display of obedience making him more than happy, whether because you actually wanted to comply now or because you was simply too tired to keep fighting he didn't care, he was just pleased you were not putting up a fight to him anymore, it would make the rest of this process a lot easier for the both of you.

As the kiss grew deeper and the stinging need for air in your lungs grew more painful you felt his large warm hands dance across your skin, heat radiating from his touch as he did so. Your mumbled pleas and suffocated groans of rejection remained as lost noises in the room as his hands continued to dance and stroke, it was as if he was mapping out your body right before you as you remain trapped under his weight.

"Mmm, taste s'good...." his voice was low and barely above a breathy husk as his lips brushed against your own, allowing you to now inhale some much needed air, whether he said that specifically for you to hear or just because he was riding in his own world of euphoria you had no idea, but the one thing you did know, that you found yourself cursing at within your mind was how your body yearned for attention from him, more touching, more sensations, just... more.

As time slowly and frustratingly dragged on you thought you might finally snap and resort to begging soon, there was only so much of his feathery touches and gentle nipping you could tolerate before demanding more to satiate this burning ache inside you, against you... between your thighs. But just as you opened your mouth to speak your words were swallowed by a muffled gasp into his mouth, as he yet again wrapped you into a deep kiss, just as your eyes closed however you found your back arching hard into the air causing your breasts to press against his broad toned chest.

His finger had swiftly found your bundle of nerves yet again, it felt as if he was beginning to know your body better than yourself in such a short period of time. Just like before he attacked your clit with precise circular movements strung out by his finger, your body jolting and arching more in reaction, you were so sensitive now and as he looked down at your tightly squeezed eyes with your face flushed with arousal he couldn't help but snicker almost sinisterly.

"Is someone enjoying themselves, mmh?" His voice was drowning in a smug aura, you hated it so much but you were far from being able to give him a piece of your mind, or at least your rational side.

"I-oh, oh, oh, oh....s-st...engh." You couldn't formulate a single word now, your heart thudding against your ribcage so aggressively, your words being stolen from you with every small movement of his finger against your clit, you were so angry, but boy oh boy did it feel so damn good.

"What was that?" he leaned his head further down now, his toothy smirk more obvious to your blurring vision. He let his tongue slide out as if it had a mind of its own and lick one, long, slow, stripe against your cheek. The contrast from warm to boiling as his saliva touched your skin again, caused another whimper to fall from your quivering lips, protesting words were hot on your tongue but unable to voice them aloud resulted in them merely fizzling back down into breathy whines.

He lifted his head back up humming calmly to himself, his behaviour and face far too nonchalant for the fact he was mindlessly shoving two of his fingers in an out of your twitching sex repeatedly, causing you to writhe while under him as his onslaught never ceased on your oversensitive clit either. His fingers stretched you so deliciously but it was lacking just a tiny bit, so delicious it was but not filling enough, you just craved more.

Clicking his tongue as he watched your expressions he finally pulled his fingers away entirely and up to his lips, absentmindedly slipping them into his mouth and sucking them clean, groaning gently as he sat up on his heels now, looming over your sweaty and riled up body. You were looking at him, or through him, he couldn't really know for sure, since your pupils were so large and dilated now. He smirked while looking at your cute face.

You stared up at him, nervous but somewhat excited to know what he was about to do to you next, did the thought of being at his mercy entice you so much? Knowing he can use you as he pleased made your heart flutter and your stomach do backflips within you, for some reason it all felt wrong, but so good? So fun and freeing. You didn't want it to stop, but you did not have the guts to drop your pride to admit as much.

A problem he also seemed to pick up from you with little effort as he suddenly lowered his hands and began to unbuckle his belt from around his waist, the sight of your eyes widening and your bottom lip being sucked in as you gawked like a timid deer before a hungry lion made the beast inside him growl lowly and grow hungrier, he had you right where he wanted you now and it was a satisfying enough victory to know he himself was the one who got you to this point, where not only was your body practically begging and crying to be stuffed by him- but your mind too was growing impatient with the lack of him inside you, it was simply, delightful for him to bare witness too.

"Hope you're ready-" his voice sounded so far away, you cared not for the words he spoke to you, far too enthralled in watching as his fingers slowly and teasingly undressed his lower self, the belt finally unbuckled and hanging either side his hips, the bulge so big against his pants, and then with one final push down his monstrous cock sprang out and up.

It practically slapped his lower abdomen as it stood up right, so angry looking it was, thick, long, veiny, the girth frightened you almost instantly, but the sheer size was just... terrifying, the thought of it fitting inside you was unfathomable. There was no way it would fit, it just, wouldn't... it can't... can it?

The tip was already shiny as it leaked beads of thick precum, weeping almost from the lack of attention it had received the whole time, but as you continued to stare wide eyed you noticed something- ridges, or well bumps, not massive but enough to definitely be felt, they circled his entire length in rings, tracing all the way down to the base of his massive cock.

It went without say that such a monstrous cock was paired with equally large balls, and where the length met with the rest of him there was a wild and untamed patch of white hair nestled there, it looked unruly but also strangely complimented the rest of his size.

From the way it bobbed slightly you could tell it was also heavy, you inwardly rolled your eyes at such an obvious observation, something so big would clearly have weight to it as such, but for a cock to be heavy... just added to the fear in your thoughts of it being unable to fit. Reacting on instinct alone you naturally began to scatter against the bed, your weight shifting in the soiled mattress before a strong grip locked on your ankle yanking you back to your prior position.

"So scared." His voice was intrusive all of a sudden, and it made you finally tear your gaze from the intimidating member back to his glowing crimson eyes which were almost just as intimidating in all honesty, with the pure hunger and lust that swirled in them for you right now.

You jumped out of reflex as his clawed fingers suddenly clasped your chin tightly but not painfully, locking your gaze with his as he began to sink back down onto the bed, shuffling and moving closer to you, wedging himself between your shaking thighs.

"It will fit-" his voice was hoarse as he leaned his face down and began to kiss and lick against your cheek and reddened ear tip, nibbling and suckling gently against the very tip making you sigh out and unknowingly relax into his ministrations once more. His hot breath softly brushing your ear as he then whispered right against you; "and you're gonna be my good girl and take it all."

Briefly drunk on the praise of his little pet name to you again gave him all the distraction he needed to bring himself close enough to finally start grinding and rubbing the under part of his cock against your soaked lips, parting them easily allowing him to slide up and down effortlessly, the bumps already causing tiny tremors throughout your entire body.

You gasped and squeezed your legs tightly around his body and locked them just above his ass, your hands flung out as you tried to weakly push at his lower abdomen in a futile attempt to remove himself from you, but he was quick to scoop your hands up into his, intertwining his thick long fingers with your much smaller ones in comparison and locking your hands above your head as gently he hushed you, leaving you open and vulnerable to his mercy all over again.

"Shh, shh, come on now-" he cooed gently as he continued to thrust himself against your entrance, lubricating himself with your fluids dripping from you. "you're gonna be my good girl, right?" He tilted his head at you, giving the false impression you had an option to refuse entirely, but you knew you didn't and at the same time, you didn't want there to be an option for that either.

With another slow and devilish lick of his bottom lip, he began to prod at your twitching entrance, his tip bulging in size at it began to push further in, more and more until- your eyes widened and a strange strangled choke of incoherent babbling tumbled from your swollen red lips. Shaking your head and trying to voice aloud your panic and fear you began to writhe and wriggle underneath him, any distance from his cock was good distance at this point.

He clicked his tongue from annoyance that he'd been disrupted in his process, he groaned deeply and leaned further down till his massive and muscular arms were eitherside your head, you were effectively caged in and your fragile efforts to escape or create space went wasted. With one of his hands he stroked your cheek in a doting way, a look of understanding across his features; until it was replaced with a smirk frothing with smug and lust.

"Bite." Is all his gruffly voice whispered out in a hushed order, and as doing so his clawed thumb gently slid into your mouth, with his movements so careful he made sure he didn't nick you in anyway inside your mouth. You looked worried and confused, simply adorable but he waited for you to come back to grip and when you did he felt your teeth hesitantly sink into his thumb. He found it somewhat heartwarming that after all he's put you through you were scared to bite down too hard on him; how thoughtful.

He leaned further down till his nose brushed against yours and then locked his hand on your face by letting his fingers wrap against your cheek and under your chin, his thumb lodged into your mouth. "Harder, you'll need too." You didn't understand his words but you had next to no time to try unravel it as then you felt it, his large and throbbing cock pushing through your entrance and stretching you out painfully as he began to sink himself into you.

You began to cry out in a muffled mess and eventually you took the advice and sunk down harder into his flesh on his thumb, his eyes fluttered from the sensation of feeling your walls spasm and stretch around him as you bit him with all your might. Your hips began to buck and knowing it will only cause more harm than good for you right now he used his other hand to get a vice grip onto your flesh, bruising force added to ensure you were kept still.

Your eyes began to roll back as tears swelled up and threatened to trickle down your cheeks, your breathing utterly out of rhythm and rushed as you tensed up and sniffed over and over. Your hiccups of refusal were swallowed back down as his thumb pressed against your tongue flattening it against the inside of your bottom jaw. He was just so enormous, so thick and every inch he pushed in was greeting your quivering walls with an extra ridged bump. You could actively count every inch as the ridges acted akin to landmarks, well, you could if your mind was anything but hot mushy inchorenet mess right now

As he finally bottomed out inside you his eyes closed and his head dropped down, his crimson horns pressing gently against your forehead as he inhaled deeply before letting out a shaky sigh.

"F-fuck me Princess, you really are t-tight, Arcons have mer-cy..." he swallowed down deeply as he slowly gathered back up his composure, having nearly released inside you instantaneously; not that you were aware, your eyes were closed tightly while you gnawed on his thumb, desperately attempting to distract yourself from how insanely full you felt right now.

You don't know when he'd started, but he'd begun to do small experimental thrusts into you, each rigid bump along his shaft rubbing deliciously against your spasming walls deep within. Your eyes opened, but your vision was blurry now, tears swelling and eventually running down your red tinted cheeks, and what was that god awful sound- oh, right, it was you.

With his thumb so comfortably lodged within your mouth and pressed flatly against your tongue, he made sure to keep your mouth ever so ungracefully pried open. Your moans seeped out with wild abandon, echoing throughout the dusty and unkempt hideout. Your face remained a flushed, furious red, if only your mind could share the same furious look inside, but alas, your mind was the biggest traitor right now.

He's so big!

It feels, so... Good...

Don't stop!

Could your mind become any more traitorous?!

This was so embarrassing, and so, so- just... wrong! The fact that your mind was now buzzing with a sickly, strong, and sweet euphoria that continued to wash over your body was humiliation at the finest degree, but you could do little to actually care or even continue to fan the flames of frustration when- oh!

His thrusts began to pick up in pace now, mercilessly so, much like how he was in battle, prior to all this, he remained focused and undeterred throughout it all. Fixated on his goal, whatever it may be, you had no clue nor cared to try find out, since every thrust buzzes your brain and a staticky white flash continuously drowned your vision out.

The vulgar sound of slapping and squelching continued to ring out around the room, accompanied by your mewls and moans, which helped drown out somewhat but not entirely the low guttural grunts and huffs from the Oni above you. His biceps continued to flex as he positoned into you with no signs of slowing down, due to your vision being so blurry now and his face nuzzled into your neck you couldn't see his eyes shut tight and brows furrowed together as he continued to fight the nearly overwhelming urge to just release inside you right now.

He wanted to, more than anything, and he was going to. But not till he heard more of your beautiful melody, your singing voice that cries such beautiful notes of ecstasy and pleasure for only his ears to hear and for his ministrations alone to be the cause of. You sounded so angelic to him, beautiful and perfect, sexy as hell; if he was gonna be his brutal truthful honest self to all this.

To see you remain so strong-willed and ferocious yet still somehow exude such cute and submissive sounds and actions made his somewhat simple Oni mind melt and fizzle. God, he was so infatuated with you! You surely were meant to be his woman if you're able to rile him up so and get under his skin so damn well.

Both yours and his body began to shine with a sheat of sweat, exhaustion starting to numb your poor abused body and sex addled brain, and even he deep inside had to admit this pace he set was taxing on even his energy now. The constant piston thrusting deep inside, the rigid bumps rubbing and scraping inside as it continued to batter your walls wider for his fit, morphing your insides to better fit him, only him, only ever him forevermore.

He wanted to ruin you and ruin you he thrououghly had. For when he finally lifted his head from the soft crease of your neck and shoulder, he nearly choked on his own spit, your eyes were glossed over, shiny pearls of utter dizziness. Drunk on all that was him now, you looked so properly fucked out in a clammy hot mess with your tongue now lulling out your mouth, your saliva dribbling down your chin, his thumb was coated in your saliva too but he really couldn't care less right now.

His lips parted, actually left speechless, so in awe of your pleasure ridden facial features, he ceased all the momentum of his thrusting hips. He... did this? Your stoic and stern expression from before, gone... shattered and replaced with a moaning flush faced shy girl, your strict and icy cold words replaced with utter incoherent and stringless garbles of praise- praise?

"-ide me, p-... please." You hiccuped through heavy pants and sniffles, muffled round his thumb. He blinked several times in a daze and slowly let his thumb leave your mouth, lifting his other hand off your body too, and he really didn't expect what happened next when you suddenly whimpered in full blown out worry and weakly wrapped your legs as tightly as possible round his lower abdomen in a tired plea for him to remain.

"Lad- L/N... what did you say before?" His voice sounded uneven, and even he was taken aback by how fragile it sounded. He cleared his throat softly as the faint pink on his cheeks dusted over even more so now, you hiccuped again through your whimpers and sobs as you wiped your eyes, soft sniffles escaping as you did so.

"I..." You didn't want to repeat yourself, for it was merely a heat of the moment thing, right? Yea... that was it. You swallowed down, having had your tongue pressed flatly down for so long, and your harsh panting and moans tearing at your vocal cords your throat felt unforgivable dry right now. You turned your head fast, trying to conceal your blushing face one again.

"It doesn't matte-" You were cut off by his hand grabbing your chin softly but sternly and angling you back to meet his Ruby eyed gaze.

"Don't give me that." It came out more depeserate than he'd liked, but he was at a complete loss of well, everything right now so he didn't have time to care.

You, however, were stunned by his desperation in his voice. You'd heard the lilt in his voice weave and tangle through many tones tonight, sarcastic, playful, serious, but, desperate? This was a first. Should you really repeat your silly request? After all... are you sure you even liked this criminal now? And it wasn't just your mind dizzied on sex speaking nonsense?

Because he gave you some praise? Flashed pretty words to you and then proceeded to drown you in the most intoxicating sexual experience you'd ever had, not that you'd had many to even compare this with might you add.

"I... well... it doesn't matter! I wouldn't have even meant it." You suddenly barked at him. Your voice was weak, however, due to your wear and tear of your poor throat.

"And why's that, mh?" He retorted, fast, too fast.

"I .. because..." You fell short of excuses there... you somehow found yourself lost for words, or at least words that wouldn't result in hurting the Oni before you. Why did even matter to you if you did hurt his feelings? You'd done it no problem earlier, so why was it making a small twang of guilt ring throughout your body?

"Because?" He questioned back, again too fast, a tensing of his jawline visible. Was he getting angry with you?

"Because it's stupid, silly, and ridiculous." You calmly said back, your eyes now locked with confidence against his own.

"Really." He merely scoffed, rolling his eyes as he let out a rather not nice sounding feign chuckle. Clearly, sarcasm was not foreign to him either.

You narrowed your eyes, still glossed over with lust as you were at the peak of your most intensive orgasm yet, till he stopped and broke the beautiful glass of non thinking and feeling straight bliss.

He shook his head, though annoyed he still couldn't help but find you cute, adorable even, he really did admire you, how tough you acted, that façade of yours definitely worth praising after all, it has managed to remain intact after all, this. But his patience really was running thin now, real thin.

"Stupid, is it?" He asks you bitterly as he suddenly thrusts hard into you once, causing you to gasp and moan out.

"Silly, am I?" He asks again bitterly, followed by another sudden rough thrust, eliciting another moan from you as he hit especially deep that time.

Your frustrated narrows eyes never leave his impatient red glowing ones in your staring contest throughout this all, but as he lowers his face, fangs protruding once again, the red paint looking even more luminous from his sweat covered body that maps all over him making him almost look like a walking canvas, of breathing art; you begin to feel your quick put up defence crumbling once again.

"Wanna know what's ridiculous?" He mutters lowly to you to which you give an exhausted and quizzical look to.

"How I'm balls deep inside you hearing you cry out in pure bliss and sing my name for any living soul to hear miles away. And yet, you still insist you don't like it? Or me for that matter." He narrows his eyes at you now as you gasp in shocked horror at his appalling words, covering your mouth with your hand in disbelief to how crude he was just then.

"Mmh?" He tilts his head at you as he thrusts yet again at that spot, and you mewl.

"Psh. Yea, that's ridiculous, alright." He merely grunts yet again. Your pride was admirable, but it sure was gonna be your downfall one of these days, and he knew that, so he did what he had to. Bring it down a few pegs.

Huffing loudly and dramatically, he sat back up again, and slowly, he began to pull himself out. Ridged bump, by ridged bump.

"Well, if you really don't like this or me, then I guess this is all for nothing-" he was interrupted by your sudden needy whine.

He looked down at you, feigning disinterest to you now, which... hurt. You missed that look of hunger...want...need... you miss him showing his expressions like he wears his heart on his sleeve... you miss his well... childish and goofy attitude; this side was... cold and harsh.

"Don't leave..." You whimper barely above a whisper.

"What was that? Speak up, Lady." He replied curtly, using that damned 'Lady' again.

"Don't leave." You said clearer this time, albeit still weakly as you had taken a battering so far in all fairness.

"Why." Stupid Oni.

He knew why.

"Because... I don't want you to..." You groaned and pouted now, fuck you was acting so cute. He nearly threw caution to the wind and just continued to pound you into the mattress, but no, you need to learn this lesson now.

"Wrong answer." Is all he sighed as he began to lift off again, your eyes widened as panic wrenched inside you now, concerned he may actually fully pull out and leave you empty inside, high and dry. With sudden abruptness you sat up and latched onto his biceps which he instinctively flexed at the sudden squeeze of.

"No! Dont- don't go!" You whined loudly now. You didn't care anymore about your pride, about your rationality of this situation, and how wrong it was. You actually somehow had started to like this damn criminal, bastard Oni.

"Why!" He now smirked at you, knowing fully well he'd teased you to your prides' end, and your stubbornness has now fleed behind the shadows of your mind.

"Because i- i- ugh! I like you! Okay! I don't know how you managed to do this to me, you animalistic criminal Oni, but... I like you now okay! Happy?!" You yelled out in a high-pitched whine sounding nowhere near as angry as you'd wished.

Suddenly, he smiled at you, big and bright, beaming with... something that could only spell 'uh-oh' for you.

"Yes. Very." He replied before suddenly without warning yet again he leaned slightly into you and began to piston inside you once again, deep and unforgiving. His massive length pushes all the way back inside again, the bumps sending shivers and tremors inside you all over again. Your eyes widened, then rolled back as you'd forgotten just how sensitive you were now from the long distraction and lack of movement.

You let out a wanton moan suddenly and yelped from embarrassment of the sound as he'd pushed hard against that special spot once more. He stopped for a few mere seconds as he glared into your widened glossy lust filled and now worried eyes.

"Itto- n-no no no wa-ahhh!" You cried out through mid protest as he angled his massive throbbing length and continued to thrust hard and deep and began his relentless assault to that spot over and over. Your vision blurred almost instantly again, and you were forced back into the white staticky buzz with every thrust once again.

"For... all... it... matters... I did confess I... engh- liked you right from... the very... start... just saying, engh-argh fuck!" He growled and groaned every word out through harsh and hurried hisses of air while maintaining his brutal fast pace on you.

You couldn't even hope to reply now but merely moan over and over, you squeezed his biceps over and over, your nails digging into his skin which only further fueled his hunger to continue the chase of yours and his high now. You were close... so close and rapidly drawing closer with his unrelenting thrusts.

Your mind was reaching that fuzzy high again, and you felt like you were floating all over again in a sea of clouds and simply soaring higher. You opened your mouth and barely muttered the beginning of your sentence before you shut your mouth once again, adement on not saying something so dirty and naughty. But he noticed. He always will notice.

"No, not again L/N" he ordered.

"Y-.... Y/N." you said through hiccuped sobs of pleasurable mewls, having been resorted back to the sorry state of inchorentness again.

He smiled warmly down at you, a look too full of admiration and adoration for what the beast was currently doing to you right now.

"Very well, tell me what you was gonna say, Y/N." He grunted out as he continued to thrust hard and fast, the slapping of his waist into your plush thighs beginning to make your skin red raw.

There wasn't any way out of this now... was there? You couldn't keep hiding it from hiii-!!!!!

You cried out and shuddered violently as you suddenly felt his finger mercilessly rub and flick and squeeze against your swollen and sensitive clit, you jerked violently over and over- you really was about to cum now.

"Tell meeeee Y/N~ be my good girl, don't hide it from me now." He saw the way your face cracked its defence even more from his praising words and use of your name. He had a fair idea already of what it was you were trying to fight the urge to say, but he really, really wanted to hear you say it.

"Inside me..ah!" You moaned out again, a vast change of tone and pitch from when you try to talk.

"Say it clearly now, my good girl, use your words. After all, you are the fancy talking one here, eh?" He continued to grunt and growl, he was so close and fighting it back every devastatingly painful second this game continued on, but he refused to not have you surrendered fully to him, otherwise it wasn't a true victory.

"Itto for the love of archons s-sake!! Cum inside me!" You practically screamed it out now just as you began to fully black out from your orgasm crashing down on you, dragging you under into the starry skied abyss in your mind, tremors and shudders, accompanied with numbing and sense wracking tingles that electrocuted all over your body, it felt so intense and aggressive, you don't remember the last time you'd cummed so... hard?

But then you felt it the blissful throbbing and pulsating of his stupidly large and thick cock wedged in humanly deep inside you, the hotness of his cum as it shot out in plentiful and thick ropes deep inside, coating all your insides with his seed, making everything that is you, now his.

Both of you were too fucked out and riding high on your release that neither of you heard the door to the shabby small room open, ten minutes ago... so once he finally drooped ontop of you still being mindful to not crush you and you absentmindedly caressed his head and scalp with gentle soothing and dotting caresses you both jumped and yelled from shock and uncertainty to hear a woman's sudden curt-

"Ahem."

Oh no... you knew that voice... no... please... it can't be... not... not-

"Tengu! Haha! Hi again! Did you come to duel me again?" Ittos happy voice seemed far too loud right now as your body went weak and numb and all colour to your face drained, you felt sick.

"Arataki Itto, I beg, if you actually have any damn braincells, remove yourself from... my superior and dress yourself. Now. For Shogun's sake, this truly is disgraceful behaviour." Sara said sternly as ever, though the wavering in her tone was clearly adamant.

He groaned and rolled his eyes dramatically. "Sore looser, tsk."

Just as he went to lift up off you, he looked down and remembered, ah yea... he ruined your clothes. In some crude act of gentleman's chivalry, he quickly pressed back down you, causing you to whince as... yes, his length was still deeply wedged inside you, and your poor filled to the brim battered insides.

"About that, aha... hey, Tengu, mind stepping out for a sec? Your uh, boss here has a slight lack of... wearable clothes." He asked sheepishly.

You were dead, yes? You had to be. Please say you were. Because this... you couldn't ever live this down. How could you order Sara around now and remain serious after this ordeal.

Archons, please kill me now.

The uneasy sigh from Kujou set your cheeks ablaze with a fire red blush. Hearing the soft sound of fabrics pooling against the floor, she merely clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"You. Out now. Let Miss L/N dress in private. Show her some respect damn heathen." Is all Sara said as she must've stepped outside you assumed from the clacking of her shoes fading slightly.

Itto grumbled as he finally slowly lifted off you, pulling out gently, taking one last look at your battered and soaked sex that was now leaking his essence from it. He frowned. What a waste. But at least he'd found his woman now, so when his rut struck, he had the perfect partner to finally create a bunch of baby Ittos with!

He flashed you a goofy toothy grin as he stepped back onto the floor and crouched down, grabbing his clothes in a half assed messy heap in his arms and winking at you before leaving. Hearing his voice fade out as the door began to shut, only making out the tail-end of the conversation between the Oni and the Tengu.

"Why'd you bring your boss spare clothes?"

"Because I know duels with you don't naturally last this long, and besides, I knew she was your type. Animal. Shut up and get dressed already!"

Click

With the door finally shut, you let out a long held in whine and sigh. Pulling at your hair slightly as you sat up and inwardly cursing yourself for falling victim to... all of this!

You got up a bit too quickly, your legs wobbled, and you nearly fell flat on your ass. You ached, you were sore all over, you had a headache, and you were so damned hungry and thirsty.

Just how long had he kept you in here? Fiend.

You sighed softly and a gentle smile slowly made its way onto your face as you remember all he'd said.

I kinda like you.

My good girl.

Stop it! Ugh. Stupid woman.

You rolled your eyes as you looked down at the pile of clean spare clothes your subordinate had graciously bought along with her, and after a failed lazy attempt to give yourself aftercare you threw hygiene to the wind for now and just threw the clothes on. Comfy. At least Sara knew your size well.

Yea, definitely time for her raise, huh?

After slipping your Anemo Vision back into your back pocket, you breathed in and tried to neaten your completely sex mussed hair and dishevelled appearance. Closing your eyes at the door, you breathed in deeply once more and then dared to face the front of your consequences.

Click.

You looked down the small dimly lit hallway to this shabby cottage and saw an exasperated Kujou arms crossed and faced away from a smiling and arms flailing Itto. She clocked onto you immediately, almost begging for help to escape the Onis consistent babbling and you couldn't help but chuckle.

Making your way back down to them at the front door of the cottage, she bowed respectfully to you, grabbing Itto by his chest strap and tugging it down too much to his sudden 'Hey!' going ignored by the Tengu.

"Lady L/N. I hope you've been okay in my absence. I'm sorry I could not be here to help protect you from this brute. I should've pressed harder on the seriousness of this matter in the first place-" You lifted your hand and cut her mid apology as you couldn't bare to hear her blame herself anymore.

"Enough Sara, please, call me Y/N. You are not in any way to be blamed for this. You gave me ample warning of this Oni and his mannerisms. I chose to ignore it with my selfish pride. The fault is mine to bear alone, understood." You still sounded authoritive, which you were grateful for at least.

Upon hearing your words the Tengu blushes faintly as she began to slowly lift up with a quizzical look, Itto quick to pry himself free from her vice grip and huff crossing his arms not appreciating being spoken about as if he wasn't right there. But she merely flashed a genuine happy and grateful smile to you which you returned in full earnest.

"Thank you, lady L- Y/N." She bowed quickly, unable to completely dismiss her soldier demeanour.

Your stomach then suddenly let out a very loud and embarrassing grumble, which Sara's eyes widened too, and Itto burst out in boisterous laughter at.

"Hey! No laughing Oni! This is your fault, after all!" You snarled, trying to keep your serious tone, but it failed and came out more pouty as you crossed your arms. "Archons knows how long you kept me caged up in there." You finished.

"Psh, you wasn't complaining a little while ago- ow!" He rubbed his arm where Sara had left a perfectly time silencer punch that you nodded in gratitude to her for.

"Let's go grab something to eat Sara." You said as she smiled at you and nodded.

"Sounds lovely, Y/N." She replied as she walked beside you and then began to walk with you.

"First though, I need to head back to my chambers and... properly tend to myself." You embarrassingly whimpered to which Sara nodded in understatement.

"Hey! I'm hungry too! Can I come, ladies?" Itto sing songed beside you both, arms crossed behind his head nonchantly.

"Only if you're paying." You deadpanned to him and he flashed you a toothy smirk.

"Of course I'll pay for my woman, silly Y/N! I'm not paying for the Tengu, though." He sniffed calmly back as Sara flashed him a threatening glare.

"Amazing, you called me Lady for probably twenty-four hours straight, and somehow you now say my name so naturally like we've always known each other?" You raise a brow playfully to him, amused at his slightly taken aback demeanour to your new playful attitude, but he welcomes it fully with a daring grin as he replies;

"Was it not you who said-" he then breathes in to raise his voice in a archons awful attempt to impersonate your voice- "Maybe sometime in solitary confinement is what I need, or something like that." He stuck his tongue out at to which you stuck yours back out at him.

It felt, nice, to let go of your serious tone you always wore and just... live, after all there are times when proper etiquette and attitude will always be needed and serious moments will require serious level headed stability, but that doesn't mean... always. Certainly not in just normal day to day activities.

"It isn't solitary if you're not alone Itto." You simply huffed and shook your head, albeit slightly amused.

"Well, it was alone enough for you, so it was alone for me too, aha!" He broadly said back to which you blushed hard.

"Whatever my woman is happy with, I am happy with!" He finally concluded, before getting elbowed in the rib my Sara beside him to which he groaned at and began rubbing his skin softly.

Neither noticed or if they did they didn't respond to your blush of his name calling to you again, you let out a small smile and faced ahead as you all made your way back to Inazuma city, with their bickering keeping you amused and content the whole way.

"You will pay for me Oni. Its called being a gentleman."

"I'm an Oni."

"Your still paying."

"Am not."

"Alright, we'll arm wrestle for it. If you lose, you pay for me if I lose. I'll pay for all of us."

"Haha! You're on Tengu! You're soooooo gonna regret challenging me! Arataki The One and Oni, undefeated, unrivalled, and now taken Itto!"

"Archon, give me strength..."

Finished! Finally! Ahhhh!!!! Sobbing rn 😭 this took... so... damn .... long! I hope you lot like it because I really had to fight myself for months to not give up on this but since its near Christmas and Ittos rerun banner is out rn this seemed the perfect time to finally get it done. So. Yea. Merry Christmas, guys, lmao! - Mod Diluc

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sangoqueenkoko · 26 days

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ARATAKI ITTO

"not our brightest idea"

fluff

GEO MASTERLIST | DRABBLE MASTERLIST

Drabble prompt: page 1: #70 = “not our brightest idea.”

Warnings? Beans. Not really! Unless you’re an Oni. But seriously, there are no warnings.

Contains a mention of Kuki Shinobu, Chiori, The Arataki Gang, and Itto, of course!

825 words.

"Thank you, and have a great day!" you smiled, kindly waving as a customer walked away with their newly bought products from Sailing Breeze, a Mondstadt store. Being from Mondstadt, you were well versed with the local specialities and eager to share them with others. You came to Inazuma to trade your home nation's local specialities with the people of a different nation so they can broaden their horizons.

New and returning customers came every day.

Even if the products did contain beans, you made your own version that doesn't, after witnessing what happened at the Iridori Festival. When I say 'returning customers,' I mean Arataki Itto, the rest of the Arataki Gang, and Kuki Shinobu.

But today, Kuki and the rest of the Gang couldn't make it because the Gang got into trouble, and Kuki had to bail them out. So, instead of being with his friends and suffering her wrath, Itto came to Ritou alone to pick up some orders that Kuki had made in the prior week. With you being friends of the Arataki Gang and the leader himself, they managed to bag some discounts.

"Hey, hey, my compadre!" A familiar voice called out; before you knew it, it was Itto, sauntering over as he casually combed his hair like it was his pride and joy. "Boss says that our order is ready to go! And it was made by the amazing (Y/N) themselves!" he grinned, "So I know that it will be the best ever made!"

"Well, thank you, Itto," you smiled sweetly. "Luckily for you, I had just finished packing it up, and it was ready for pickup just before you came! However, I underestimated the size of this delivery, considering how much was ordered. And it will be too much work to make more than one trip to deliver it to its destination. So I'd say that we need to use a cargo balloon for its safe transportation. That is if you're Okay with returning it to the others yourself?"

He stood silently for a moment as he thought. Looking between you and the distance of Inazuma, pondering how long it would take.

"Alright! It should be no problem!" he said with a laugh, "but you could always come along with me to make sure that the precious cargo doesn't get damaged while I go on ahead and take care of potential threats. That sounds like a deal to me. Deal?"

"Deal."

Soon enough, you met Itto at the edge of Ritou with the Cargo 'slime' Balloon that you hired for the day. Itto, being as strong as he is and insisting he helped you pack the cargo onto the balloon before you double-checked it and set off for the Gang's camp.

The start of the journey went as smoothly as ever. Some playful things even happen because it is better to make them bearable than unbearable. When crossing over a sandy section that leads to Narukami Island, Itto found it funny to splash some seawater on you, but you didn't find it funny much, mainly because your outfit was made by the one and only Chiori, so in return, you splashed water back at him. Just some light-hearted fun.

Later on in your journey, on the same path but in the incoming direction, you both noticed some Nobushi coming your way. Itto was raring to go, as he wanted to fight them. He didn't want the cargo, or more importantly, you, to get damaged. But you insisted he not provoke them, as they could be passive and mean no harm.

But neither of you could take any chances, so you pulled him towards the cargo on the side of the path, behind some bushes, to hide. Because of its purpose, it could withstand such weight, so you pulled Itto into it. Despite his loud protests, shoving a hand over his mouth, you two stayed put and quiet to ensure you weren't found.

It felt like an eternity, but the Nobushi would come over to the stationary cargo, take a look at it, move it around, inspect it and even open the boxes to take a closer look. It took Itto everything not to burst out from inside it and defend you and the cargo, but you didn't let that happen. They were merely curious.

But they soon realised it wasn't very valuable to them, so they left it alone and carried on with their journey, their heavy footsteps eventually fading away.

Taking deep breaths with relief, and also realising how physically close you two were, you quickly jumped out and looked over the cargo. It was fine.

Looking at each other with red cheeks and a light layer of sweat on their faces from the long wait in close proximity. And your feelings for each other would slowly creep up to the surface.

He coughed and scratched the back of his head nervously.

"not our brightest idea."

But thank you to the irl bestie for helping with this idea! This one is for you, girlie, you simp!

#gender neutral reader #genshin drabbles #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin impact arataki itto #genshin impact itto #arataki itto x reader #itto x reader #arataki itto fluff #itto fluff

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yourlocalstranger123 · 9 months

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@junejunejun

—The post—

I totally understand your pain. Your fav character not having enough fics of them in this app? Absolute pain. Also! Spoiler alert❗️ there's gonna be 2 readers together 😘🥰 (totally not because idk which 2 gender of readers u wanted)

This is kinda sh- bad.

Note: I do not proof read so if I miss-spell something or like instead of saying her/he or she/him and saying "you" Please do correct me.

Male reader is either taller or stronger than itto. Just wanted to point out

DNI MINORS. Of course, if u are one and still read it; I won't stop you, but you can't blame me. <3 Also, I still don't completely understand how to lock a fic thing. Idk anymore

Warning:! 3rd person point of view? NSFW, Slight blood mention, praise k!nk, threesome, Slight rivalry between readers, only 2 genders (f!) And (m!) So no trans reader, Itto is AMAB and I think that's all? Tell me if I missed some.

Itto— orange

×—×—×

Itto was doing a Beetle battles again. Totally not dying inside from being defeated 8 times in a row. He finally was finished as he wobbly tried to find you. Sniffling at his loss slightly, but still, his mood was happy! Like, how can't he not be happy with you? He still tries to find you until he finds a bottle filled with bright and hot pink color liquid.

He wasn't gonna drink it at first, but he was unconsciously coming closer (perhaps because of the aroma in the atmosphere). Without knowing until he gulped the whole bottle down, he panicked since he didn't know why he did that. He quickly ran to your guys house, finding you both there as his hair was a mess. he quickly rested his head on {F! Name} lap/thighs. (Don't worry, the certain merchant that selled that was me teehe. It's all free.)

(Guys can have very....nice thighs, you know. Either buff, slim, thick, and girls thighs, or any. Because I'm going to suffocate myself with it either way— I mean.....nvm-...im just saying y'know.)

[Also, the lap/thighs is {F! Name}]

He shuddered when he felt a more, muscular and bigger hands onto his neck that was playing with his hair. It was {M! Name}

"What's wrong itto?" {M! Name} asked. {F! Name} was also worried. Rubbing his horns softly as he whined. "*hic* Please help me....it huurts..! Pleashe.....?" His words slurring, as his face flushed with red

He's squirmed, whining how it hurts! Please help him? Pretty pleaseee? Drooling as he quickly kissed back when {F! Name} kissed him. Trying to lean more into the kiss, he yelped when {M! Name} walked to the bedroom upstairs, covering his mouth from the embarrassment of making the sound.

But quickly forgets it and tried un-buttoning {M! Name} shirt but pouting when he struggled, so he simply ripped it apart, which made {F! Name} slightly chuckling and made {M! Name} raise his eyebrow at him.

"Oh my, how impatient of our Itto to just do this!" {F! Name} laughed as she said that. {M! Name} sighed but smirked slightly when he saw Itto voice muffling against his neck, sucking it and leaving marks. {M! Name} groaned when he felt Itto biting him, licking off the small drops of blood.

Both of you guys eyes widen as you see Itto's teeth....did it become more sharper and bigger than before? It doesn't matter because Itto is both of you guys darling precious Oni! You guys slightly blushed as many lewd thoughts comes out as you see Itto laid out onto the bed, looking do majestic!>>>

Itto's pants were getting tight, trying to quickly tug it off. Panting as he tried grabbing you both with his hands but instead just making a grabbing action in the air. Whining as {M! Name} Chuckled. Itto drooled as he saw {F! Name} fingering herself for prep after you both finished taking your clothes off. {F! Name} pulled of Itto's pants and was about to put Itto's cock into her dripping pussy but {M! Name} slightly moved her over and kept Itto for himself.

Seeing his smirk of winning, {F! Name} scoffed. But soon went to Itto's side, letting him gently grabbing her chest and letting him suck on it. Drool dripping from his chin as he muffled his moaning by sucking on it. Slightly shuddering and tears forming when {M! Name} started to finger him, laughing when three fingers fit in so easily.

"Oh? Already playing with yourself while we weren't here?" {M! Name} teased. Biting and sucking Itto's chest as he continued scissoring Itto's hole. Itto's face flushed, hugging {F! Name} waist. Hiding his face into her chest. "Awww, is my Itto upset from {M! Name} teasing?"

{F! Name} said. Itto slightly nodded, bucking his hips into {M! Name} fingers. He opened his mouth, letting his tongue out. He whined when you didn't understand his desires.

"Please let me taste you, pleaseeee?"

Itto begs, squeezing her thighs as he pouts and uses those doggy eyes of his. Sighing, but smiling at {M! Name}. As he rolled his eyes at her, she lifted her hips up and lines it up to Itto's mouth. As Itto desperately eating her out, {M! Name} finally entered him. Groaning by the warmth and tightness around him as Itto whined. Grinding against him, Itto eyes rolled back as it teased his prostate.

"What a good boy, staying still and listening to us. Good boys definitely need a reward, don't they?" {F! Name} smiled, seeing Itto's cock twitch at her words. Stroking Itto's hair as he licked off the juices from her pussy. Not wanting to waste any,,

The room filled with slurping of itto's mouth on {F! Name} boobs and the creaks of the bed. Making {M! Name} smiled at the destroyed state of Itto, pressing onto the bulge, which made Itto squirmed. A blue oni covering his mouth, panting as he desperately humped his palm as he leaned onto the door. Listening to the lewd sounds.

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thischickennugget · 2 years

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Hot Milky🥛 thats what you say in court right

#your honor he deserves to be free #genshin impact #genshin impact fanart #arataki itto #kuki shinobu #genshin impact arataki itto #genshin impact kuki shinobu #thischickennugget #genshin impact art

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duckymcdoorknob · 7 months

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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝔂 1: 𝓐𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

SEND FUCKING HELP I FLUSTERED MYSELF WRITING THIS

Tags @undercovergamer @ticklish-n-stuff @chrimsss

—This do have tickles under the cut—

Aether should have known better than to challenge Itto in, well, anything. After all, as the old saying goes, never poke a sleeping, erm, oni... The blonde was currently running through the fields of Narukami island, Itto hot on his heels.

“Get back here, you little brat! You can’t escape the wrath of numero uno!” Itto roared, effortlessly hurdling tree stumps and leaping across rocks.

“I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it!” the traveler whined in reply, keeping an eye on his footing.

In all reality, there wasn’t a bone in Aether’s body that anticipated Itto actually harming him. But, maybe he should have thought a bit before he said that the oni was a bad TCG player…

“Oh yeeeeaaaah sure! Didn’t mean it my left- WAH!”

Aether snapped his head backwards to see that the oni had overlooked a small stone, and he was now face-down in the grass.

“Haha! Smell ya later- woAH-“

Before he could realize, the blonde toppled onto the grass, using his hands to break his fall. Ouch… As he attempted to scramble to his feet, he felt a weight press onto the center of his back.

When his head whipped around, the traveler was met by an amused snort from Ushi, the very same “obstacle” that he had tripped over.

“Ushi! How could you just betray me like this, after everything we’ve been through?!” Aether whined as he tried to push himself upward.

“Haha! Good boy, Ushi! Who’s my widdle babywaby abuubuubuubuububbah-“

The traveler couldn’t help but snort at the incoherent baby talk that was being vested upon the animal atop of his back.

“Oh? Is something funny, mister tough guy? Huh? Got anymore zingers for me n’ Ushi? Eh?” Itto interrogated, effortlessly lifting the little bull, and flipping the blonde over to face him.

Aether squeaked at how easily the oni flipped him, glowing red when both of his arms were pinned above his head with great ease.

“Ohhhh? Someone’s embarrassed, how adorable!” Itto cooed as he pinched the traveler’s left cheek.

The blonde giggled a bit in nervousness from the contact, squirming in the white-haired male’s hold.

“Ohohoho! Got a case of the giggles, traveler? I know juuuuuust the cure!”

The oni formed his right hand into a claw and wiggled his fingers above Aether’s neck. The swordsman squeaked and giggled once more, attempting to wiggle away from the threatening claw.

“No? You don’t want your giggles to go away? Aww, soooo sad. I guess we’ll have to get you to the doctor then!” The oni stuck his lip out and pretended to pour as his fingers continued to wiggle above the traveler’s body.

He moved his hand downward toward the blonde’s middle, coming dangerously close to touching.

“Ihihihittohoho!”

“Hmm?”

“Stahahahap thahahat!” Aether whined as he tried to wriggle a hand free, the ghost tickles not giving him any mercy.

“I haven’t even touched you yet!”

“Ihihi cahahan feheheel ihihihit! Stahaha-AGH Stahahappihihihit!”

“What do you mean? Stop what? I’m not even doing anything!” Itto rebutted as he repeatedly inched his hands closer and then recoiled, accentuating his teases as he dipped dangerously close to Aether’s bare stomach. “Ooooh, Itto’s gonna gETCha! Ohhhh yES he is! Ohhhhhh he’s gonna gETCha!”

The traveler whined incoherently as his giggles grew in volume and his squirms were more desperate. “Ihihihitto! Plehehehehease! I cahahant tahahahake ihihihit!”

“Please what? You gotta tell me what to do, or else you’ll never be free from the wrath of numero uno!”

“Gohohods- juhuhust dohohoho it ahahalreheheady!”

“Oh? What am I gonna do?”

The traveler whined through his giggles as itto’s hand got closer and closer to his bare stomach…

“You want me to… tickle ya? Huh? Want me to get my revenge so bad? You must love it, how adooooorable!don’t worry, Itto’s gonna getcha, ohh yes he is!”

“IHIHIHITTOHOHO!” The blonde’s face were as red as the fresh dendrobium that had toppled out of his bag. “JUHUHUST TIHIHICKLE MEHEHE ALREHEHEADY!”

“Oh, tickle you? You’ve got it, traveler!” With a Cheshire grin, the oni released Aether’s arms and used both hands to gently squeeze at the blonde’s stomach.

The traveler squealed as he regretted his words, hands instantly shooting down to grab the Oni’s wrists. “WAITWAITWAITWAHAHAHAIT! IHIHIHI LIHIHIHIED! IHIHIHITTOHOHO!”

“No waiting now! I thought you wanted me to tickle you so bad? If you’d like, we can go back to the game we played before!” The oni chirped, continuing his gentle, ticklish assault on the poor traveler.

“HYEHEHEHAHAHA! IHIHIHITTOHOHOHO! WAHAHAHAIT!” The blonde shrieked as the ticklish squeezes on his right side switched to gentle pinching around his belly button. “HOHOHOHOLD OHOHOHON!”

The oni paused and let Aether regain his wind. “You okay, little buddy?”

“Y-Yeah. Just, uh… just a bit flustered. Give me a minute to cool off.” The traveler admitted, ears burning a fiery pink.

“Oh you are just so freakin’ cute-“ Itto gushed as he gave a little prod to the blonde’s side.

After a few moments, Aether nodded, resulting in another toothy grin from the oni.

“Just tell me to stop whenever you need a break, cause this oni is getting his proper revenge.” With a swift movement, Aether found his arms pinned above his head once more. “And we ain’t stopping till I’m the one outta breath.”

The traveler rued the day he ever made the teasing comment toward the oni the second he felt Itto’s lips blow a raspberry on the side of his belly button. He threw his head back and shrieked as he realized he had a longggg way to go.

Aether and his big mouth…

🎃————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎————🎃

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aldryrththerainbowheart · 1 year

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White Day with Ayato, Itto and Xiao

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Kamisato Ayato, Arataki Itto, Xiao

Relationships: Character x reader

Note: Welp, this took longer that I expected 🤣🤣🤣. I apologize to everyone who's been told 14th of March that it'll be finished either that day or day after. Things have happened, as usual but there it is, finally. White Day fics inspired by official art released by Genshin.

You’ve been running errands all around Inazuma City. Delivering some letters to the Tenryou commission, meeting with some friends in Komore teahouse, then a quick visit to Aoi for some groceries. When you finally collapsed on a lone bench it was late in the afternoon. You tilted your head back and watched the spring breeze play with Sakura petals when you heard a familiar voice.

“There you are.” The voice was low, smooth, and quiet, like a calm river current. This person needn’t raise their voice to capture people’s attention. Finally, you’ve lifted your head to swim in pools of periwinkle. Ayato was a heavenly vision on most days, but today it seemed like he put extra effort to look good. The white of his kimono was even more pristine, his shoes twice as polished. Meanwhile, you fixed your windswept hair with one hand as you tried to untangle the other out of the shopping bag.

“Good afternoon, Kamisato-dono,” you smiled apologetically as if to find a suitable excuse for your bedraggled state. You were always nervous when you were in his presence in less than your best state.

A slight frown marred Ayato’s handsome features. “Why such formalities? I thought I specifically asked of you to call me by my name.” He leaned down to put his handsome face even closer to yours. You felt your heart start to beat wildly.

“There are people my-” He moved his face closer still with the same innocent expression, but the demand in his eyes was more than clear.

“Ayato,” you whispered and felt your face warm up.

Ayato straightened up with a pleased nod. “Now, it’s time for me to whisk you away, my dear. I was looking for you everywhere but you seem to elude me every time.” You opened your mouth to apologize once more, but then you noticed an elegantly wrapped purple box in his hands.

He lifted the box to you with the softest of smiles, “Happy White Day, my love.”

You blinked at him once, twice, then it dawned on you.

“Archons! That was today?!” You stood up quickly, giving Ayato almost whiplash, as you scrambled for an apology. Ayato reassured you swiftly, saying he understands you were busy.

“Now,” he cuts your stuttering with seductive intent in his voice, “how about we find some more private place, and I feed them to you personally.” Ayato finishes his flirtation with a heavy smolder.

You felt yourself heating up once more when you caught sight of the contents of the chocolate box.

“Ayato?”

“Hm?”

“You’ve eaten some of them.”

He gave you his best faux innocent smile.

“I bought us the chocolates.”

“Over here!”

A booming voice alerted you of another presence as you wobbled dangerously on the ladder. You were changing lamps around the Komore teahouse and overall preparing the outside sitting for the spring. When the local delinquent decided to pay you a visit. He fooled around quite often recently, and despite other staff being concerned for you, you never were annoyed by his presence. Rather, you find it energizing.

“Itto! Wait!”

His presence was currently way too energizing for your liking as he took it upon himself to climb onto a very old rackety ladder as well. The last thing you see is Itto’s horrified expression as the latter tips over. You scrambled to at least catch the edge of the roof, but alas your fingers only brushed the glazed surface.

You let out a scared yelp as you plummeted to the ground. Your sudden impact on the ground was disturbed by a pair of burly arms.

“Crap! Are you ok? I guess the ladder was frailer than I thought…eheheh.” Itto chuckled awkwardly.

You weren’t prepared for such close contact with the bright amber hues of Itto’s eyes. His goofiness and innocence often distracted you from how handsome the young man was. Thankfully, you haven’t had the chance to splutter some nonsense to cover the reddening of your face, as he gently set you down.

“So, uh…” Itto ran a hand through his white locks as you tried not to focus on the flexing of his bicep as he did so. “I wanted to ask when your shift will be over. I wanted to show you something.”

You patted down your clothes and looked around the teahouse. Everything seemed prepared. You’ll just have to let others know you’re leaving.

“I’m done for today. I’ll just put down an apron and I’m ready to go!” you said as you have him a bright smile.

As if you haven’t had enough climbing for the day, Itto brought you to one of the biggest sakura trees near the city and started climbing it.

“Uhh…Itto, I’m not sure about this,” you said as you watched him prop himself on one of the thicker branches. He turned towards you and with a winning grin, he extended his hand towards you.

“Trust me.”

And you did. You let him pluck you from the ground as if you weighed nothing and place you next to him. Then, you climbed the tree with him in tow as he watched your every movement in case you slipped again. Until you finally sat at the place he deemed perfect.

With the swinging feet, you watched Inazuma city from afar as if you could place it in the palm of your hand.

“Pretty neat huh? I found it by accident when I was flung by a ruin guard.” he winced, probably remembering the impact. You couldn’t help but giggle, he always brought a smile to your face. As Itto listened to your cheerful laughter, he felt his heart skip a beat. It’s now or never.

“You’re…You’re really awesome, you know that.”

You turned from the landscape and looked at Itto in surprise at such a heartfelt confession. You noticed pulling a bouquet out of nowhere. After closer inspection, you noticed it was a bouquet made out of lollipops.

“I meant to get you chocolates but I forgot…so I had to improvise…” he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. He popped one in his mouth and handed the bouquet to you.

“All of these, just for you!”

The endearing smile, the spark in his eyes, and the sugary treats in his hand. It was all too much, you couldn’t help yourself.

You plucked the lolly out of his mouth and before Itto could react, you placed a big smooch on his lips. He tasted sweet, just as you suspected.

The formidable yaksha tightly grips a small box wrapped in a ribbon. Easy now, he practiced this many times. He approaches you, reveals his intentions in the clearest way possible, and then gives you these chocolates. No need to be nervous, and yet as your charming smile catches his sight he suddenly forgot the speech he prepared.

He swallows a lump in his throat and steps forward. At that moment he notices a person talking to you. They’re standing rather close for his taste, and there’s this besotted look on their face. You accept a suspiciously looking package and wave them off. Xiao finally comes to you and watches as you put the package onto the pile with two other ones.

This can’t be real.

Was it his bad karma that caused this? You confessed to him last year. Approached him with a hopeful smile, adoration in your eyes and almond tofu carefully wrapped in a bamboo leaf box. Only when he rejected you he realized just how much your happiness means to him as he saw your face fall with such heartbreak. Now, he’s on the tables have turned, and he’s the one standing there dejectedly with a useless gift in his hands.

“Xiao, good to see you!” your cheerful greeting irked him even more. “It’s been a while, how are you?”

“I see you’ve gathered quite a group of admirers.” Xiao ignored your question and tried his hardest not to be spiteful toward you. He clutched the chocolates in his hands. It feels a little ridiculous to give you these, considering…

“Hm, what is this?” The Adepti watches in horror as you swipe the box out of his grasp. Unlike other boxes on the pile, you unwrap this one immediately.

“Mint cookies? I haven’t had those in ages! A bakery in Mondstadt stopped making these. Where did you…?”

“I didn’t-that is…I made them.” Xiao stammered with a blush rising to his cheeks.

You finally looked at him, balking.

“You…you made these??”

Xiao wrought his hands together. This wasn’t part of his speech, what were those words again? The truth is, he doesn’t want to admit that ever since his rejection, he’s been thinking about you constantly, that all this time he looked for ways to get you back, that he traveled all the way to Mondstadt and terrorized local confectionery until they surrendered their cookie recipe to him, or that he spent next months learning how to make these, one burned batch after another until the cookies were perfect.

Instead of waiting for the answer, you pulled one out of the box and bit into one. Xiao waited with bated breath. He did everything to hone his baking skills until they were honed to perfection.

He let out a breath when he heard your appreciative hum.

“These are amazing! Just like I remember.”

You gave the yaksha one of your most beautiful, dazzling smiles, and before he could think it over, Xiao hear himself saying: “I would make you these every day if you chose me.”

You felt your heart skip a beat. At this point, Xiao’s face went completely ruddy but he tried to maintain his composure by looking as stoic and unflinching as ever.

Cute.

“Well…” you wiped the remaining crumbs from the corner of your mouth, “how can I say no to a deal like that.”

You pulled him close and Xiao could only hopelessly close his eyes in shyness as you pressed another cookie to his lips.

#genshin impact #genshin impact kamisato ayato #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato x you #ayato x reader #ayato x you #genshin impact arataki itto #arataki itto x reader #arataki itto x you #x reader #itto x you #genshin impact xiao #xiao x reader #genshin impact white day art #white day drabble

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stuffy-just-doodles · 6 months

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So... i may have been attached to a certain character in genshin...

I love Itto so much fhjcjcjcfjc

and the ship with him and Gorou-

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #genshin impact arataki itto #arataki itto #genshin impact gorou #gorou #ittorou #itto x gorou #stuffy doodles #im outta control bro-#fuckin fuck /pos

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jellbows · 11 months

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day 1 of itthoma week!! 👹🍡 went with the first kiss prompt!

i had this comic sitting in my wips for a while and decided this would be the time to finish it fnjnfg also, i’m doing all the days, sfw (here) and nsfw (on my other account) :]

prompt list here

#Itthoma Week #itthoma #arataki itto #thoma #genshin impact #fanart #comic #art #artists on tumblr #genshin impact arataki itto #genshin impact thoma

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mynameis-a · 8 months

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fell first vs fell harder is the best dynamic for ittosara

itto gradually realizing that he views sara as more than just a friend or cool sparring partner and being pretty calm about it (since he had time to get used to it)

and then it hits sara like a truck one day and shes just sitting there like “oh. oh no.”

#i never really thought i would like ittosara but its actually really cute #♡⊱a talks #genshin #genshin impact #itto #arataki itto #genshin itto #genshin arataki itto #genshin impact itto #genshin impact arataki itto #sara #kujou sara #genshin sara #genshin kujou sara #genshin impact sara #genshin impact kujou sara #ittosara #saraitto #ship dynamics

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yestrday · 2 years

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Ok ok ok, so we have a Academy!Darling who’s got a weakness for Zhongli’s ass, but what about a Darling who’s weak for Kaeya’s boobs? I’m not sure if there’s a dress code in the Academy, but the day Reader sees Kaeya in a tight low-cut shirt that emphasizes his,,prominent pecs, is the day that Reader had to stop looking him in the eye

OMGGG, AND IF READER WAS TALLER THEN KAEYA SO ALL HE HAD TO DO WAS LEAN FORWARD A LITTLE BIT SO HIS SHIRT WOULD DIP OPEN FOR THEM TO SEE-

I need to stop myself now, this is getting into thirst territory

*looks into the abyss of simping* ah shit here we go again. will i look back on this post in shame? no probably not. the simp life is the cultured life.

( reader is implied to big. stronk. towering lady. giant man. enby with the high ground. actually no this is a big reader agenda. hello to the big readers. how are you doing. do you want to german suplex me into a coma. you’re welcome any time. kaeya is a whore...endous actor. i go on a rant on kaeyas big tiddies. so mild n/sfw )

you might like: academy! darling staring at yan! zhongli’s ass

there is a uniform for a reason, kaeya. no you can't just have them hanging out like that. what are you flashing your nipples for? cover them up, slut. the sneaky fox will probably insist that he is covering them up and you doubt yourself for a while. after all, that top button certainly looks... buttoned. it’s definitely trying its best, but the booba is just too big.

honestly i think kaeya would have the most fun pulling this shit around a stoic reader. primarily because it’s absolutely intoxicating how he has them wrapped around his finger with a simple show of cleavage. look at you— cool, admirable, hardworking. you’re not a star student for nothing. you tower over a good chunk of the student body and somehow that adds to your big sibling allure.

and in comes your foxy senior (who drools, by the way, at the size difference). you know his tricks, he knows you do, but he can’t help but laugh at how you fall for them all over again.

“it’s so hot here, isn’t it, [your name]?” awww no. you know this one. he’s doesn’t even look tired at all and he looks more relaxed than flushed. still, you hand him your water bottle and direct your attention at a piece of rock. very interesting. yes.

kaeya stifles a laugh. not even one button undone and you’re already getting antsy. “haaah~” he’s exaggerating. the dude isn’t even trying to make it believeable. no. the man is on a mission to flash you his tits, not win a grammy. and you’re about to get an eyeful of them.

“really.” pop. “what.” pop. “a.” pop. “shame.”

how many buttons is that thing? actually, you’re both wearing a tracksuit right now, so how the fuck is he popping buttons. you peer up curiously, and oh. oh.

god they’re big. is your second thought. the first thought is a windows.exe shutdown error sound.

the third one is: what i’d do to suck them.

they’re big, round, smooth. big enough to fit in your large hands, soft enough for you to pinch and rub. the sweat from exercise trickles from his neck and glistens on his chest before they make their way down. sweat is salty, but you firmly believe that anything served on such a platter would taste nothing but sweet.

kaeya grins at how you stand like a statue, completely frozen solid. stoic face still stoic but now sporting a giant red flush. dear archons, are your fingers actually trembling? you are so cute. his lithe fingers intertwine with yours. you flinch at the unexpected contact, accidentally breaking away from his bajoinga-joinks and look into his one eye. it’s creased in mischief and glints with delight as he guides it to his chest.

“k-kaeya...” your normally firm and solemn voice is nothing more than a pathetic whimper. kaeya licks his lips with delight. your pure and obvious inexperience just makes the whole thing feel dirtier. “th- this is highly inappropriate...!”

how was he so wicked? his smile only becomes more excited as he puppets your fingers. they rub, flick, twist, and even pull. kaeya’s doing his best to act cool, but your rough hands on his soft chest makes him so hot and flustered that he can’t help make small audible gasps as you finally take the reins.

“inappropriate.. a-ah! heh.” he snickers. his digits trail up your abdomen and outline your chest, transparent through the flimsy fabric. “out in the field, for the whole school to see... their star student fondling the adopted disgrace of the ragnivindr family...”

a pit of shame and excitement pools in your gut as he pulls you in.

“you’re de~finitely going to be in trouble with me.”

+ bonus

“hey,” itto frowns, cupping his own chest and groping them shamelessly behind the bushes. “aren’t mine bigger though?”

upon getting no response, he pouts and begins to poke his partner’s hip. “hey. heeey~! ya listenin’?”

childe puts down the binoculars and glares at big booba man # 2. “shut up.” he hisses. “you’re too loud!”

itto scoffs, crossing his arm. “i think you’re just upset that you don’t have anything to offer.”

#yandere genshin x reader #genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere kaeya #yandere childe #yandere itto #genshin impact kaeya #genshin impact childe #genshin impact arataki itto #yandere x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #yandere genshin imagines #yester.writes #yester.au — academy 📓

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veintrry · 1 year

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seeds that don't fester mold with time.

arataki itto x gn!reader, unrequited love, angst, itto being itto 5.8k

silly guy w a broken heart

an: big happy nice guy go :(((( @goodsoup101 this one's 4 u pookie bear <3 can't say I'm proud of this one

The boastful red Oni had always been known for his large figure, but despite his intimidating size he held an even bigger heart inside; One that he – not out of his will – had found to be thumping faster for you than it had at any other Onikabuto match! Though, as his love festers how long could he withhold his feelings till everything becomes too much? He hopes that he could acquire the achievement of having blossomed a love for him too, but sometimes it's better to savour the match than the outcome.

You could say without a doubt in your mind that Itto was one of if not the nicest people you've known. You knew he could be kind of overwhelming at times… but he always had the best intentions! That's why you liked him and truly cherished him, he was a down to earth guy and you greatly respected him for it. However, as it seems, that respect didn't make you blind enough to accept his countless requests to join the Arataki Gang.

He liked that, though. No challenge is too tough for the Mighty-Do-It-All-In-One-Arataki-Itto!

It had been a sunny day, too sunny you'd say. The sun was blazing its rays down upon inazuma, serving as a reminder to how with each passing day you found summer nearing. Frankly, you weren't looking forward to it. There were good and bad aspects: The good part is that business will be booming with more people who want to have something fresh and sweet to cool them down. The bad side? You worked at a protein stall, it was filled with fruits from inside and outside of Inazuma, however the ones from the country were without a doubt the best, being fresh and all. Point is though; you have to do a lot of back and forth to transport these fruits from Ritou to Inazuma city, and it isn't easy.

Luckily for you, you were spotted by Itto.

He and his crew were standing around by the docks of Ritou watching boats come and go, trying to think of anything they could do. Itto had been suggesting ideas but the reception has only been either disappointed faces or repeatedly re-stating that they had already tried that.

"What about another festival? This time, we'll have the Ultimate Epic Onikabuto Tournament!! Ehh??" Itto suggested but their reaction is no different than the previous one. Akira pipes up, likely with a rebuttal, "Boss, we couldn't even get the papers last time!" Itto gives a grin as though he had expected this. Yes, of course a true genius such as himself would've thought ahead.

"Ah-ah, We have Shinobu." He tuts, wagging his finger. "But Boss- Shinobu is too busy with exams!" Genta adds on, and maybe he wasn't that much of a genius as the Oni's face merely drops at the realisation, his mouth forming into an 'o' shape like it hadn't crossed his mind once beforehand. He curses under his breath, snapping his fingers as he tries to think of something else and to his luck, he does, pointing his finger upwards as though his eyes had been opened.

"Well, what if-" His words trail till his voice eventually dies down and his eyes seemingly look past the gang and towards something else, someone else. It was you. You two had come to be quite familiar with each other as soon as you came to Inazuma as he and his gang visited your stall often at the market and have attempted to recruit you a couple of times, although one could see how that's gone. He thought you would've made a great addition with your personality and despite how you mostly just live your day to day life as anyone would he had witnessed you fight at times, and, honestly, it drew him in. It felt as though you were on a stage, capturing his attention even when you had no intent of doing so. But this isn't about that!

You were moving a cart filled with the new storage you had ordered for the stall, but it seems that to your dismay you had forgotten just how long the staircases were. Your face turned bitter as your gaze lifted up, watching as the stairs only extended further and further.

It's not like he doesn't know you could take the other path, but you seemed too fatigued! Plus, this was the perfect opportunity! He'd show you just why you should join the Arataki Gang! "Boss? Boss??" "Do you think he fell asleep standing up?" "With his eyes open?! Creepy…" The rest of the crew conversed amongst each other as to the cause of Itto's blanking out only to be interrupted by the thunderous clasping of his hands.

"Alright, Gang! Our mission is to recruit," He outstretched his arm, finger pointing to your figure "Them!". They were going to remind him that this hadn't been the first time they had attempted to, but seeing the determination glistening in his gaze, they opted against it. Still he didn't fail to acknowledge their original response. "C'mon guys! I know they miiight have refused a couple of times but they just don't know what they're missing out on! We're the Arataki Gang, we don't just stop at no!"

And this is probably why they needed Shinobu, because now they were all walking towards you with confidence and excitement, hyping each other up. It was the peak essence of the Arataki Gang.

You don't fail to miss the overzealous presence that grows closer and when you face the location it arose from you weren't the slightest bit surprised at the discovery. As always it seems that the crew were up to something astounding or unusual, or both. Is what you assumed.

"Hey hey, compadre! Seems like you're in a tough spot." The Oni starts, greeting you with a wide grin on his face as he chuckles. He's quick to close the gap between you two, standing relatively close to you. "Ah, Hey Itto." You reply dryly, staring at the others in acknowledgement. "Shinobu isn't with you today?" You ask, noticing the lacking presence of a certained green-haired rebel. She was the only real sensible one so when she's not here it's hard not to notice.

He rolls his eyes, an arm on his hip as he uses his other hand to make overly exaggerated gestures. "Well, we invited her to join us but she said that she was 'busy' being 'productive'." Curling his fingers as he air quotes. "Pssh, it's whatever, we don't need her!" Disregarding how clearly offended he was by her 'abandoning' the group. All you do is giggle at usual behaviour. It was always nice to see him just being himself every day, it made you feel like even if everything went to hell he'd always stay the same.

"Either way, don't you worry about this cart! We'll take care of this one." We? Take care of the cart?? Wait, what.

You didn't get a chance to indulge in idle chit chat with the rest of the crew nor did you have time to process what he said before having the handles pulled away from you, looking forward only to see that the crew was beginning to lift the cart from each side. Your alarms were beginning to go off.

"Itto- What's this?? Really, there's no need for- Oh god." You could barely let yourself finish a comprehensive sentence. You didn't know how to feel about this. An arm slithered around your back, the hand on your shoulder pulling you closer. "Heyy, don't worry about it! The Arataki Gang is here to handle everything!" He reassured, patting your back as you nervously watched the rest climb the stairs slowly. This didn't seem smart, most of Itto's ideas weren't despite his good intent.

"Itto, I don't think-" You started but the sound of multiple items tumbling down the multiple staircases all at once cut you off and as you watched all the vegetables and fruits fall down, getting bruised with each drop, you just covered your mouth in shock, unable to fully comprehend what you saw or what it meant for you.

Despite the sound that had put both you and Arataki into a frozen state while the others kept climbing without looking back, it appeared the noise had fallen onto deaf ears. You made a mental note to suggest they go get that checked out. Only when reaching the top as they set the cart down did Genta comment, "Wow, Boss! This cart was really ligh- Oh." The silence was deafening as they had witnessed exactly why the cart had lost most of its weight on the climb up.

Passersby who were around to witness what happened merely felt pity for you. But Itto? Itto just felt guilty as he peered over at you to see you practically on the verge of tears. This wasn't what he wanted.

He raises his hands up as he tries to calm you down, "Hey! It's all okay- We'll handle it, trust me!" He stutters over his words nervously trying not to push you over your limit. Dense as he may be he knows he's messed up and as he looks around trying to ponder what to do, he starts picking up the fallen produce, his crew quickly rushing down the stairs and helping him.

You weren't upset. Sad, and somewhat exhausted? Yes, very much so. But you wouldn't take it out on them knowing they didn't mean to cause this. Still, you couldn't help the heavy sigh that leaves your mouth and it makes Itto's guilt weigh heavier on him. "Guys, it's fine," You reassure, stepping closer to aid them. "Things happen. Just leave it be, I'll take care of it." You're stopped on your path as Itto stares at you, in a way it was threatening. Cradling the bruised fruits in one arm as his other latches onto your shoulder, keeping you in place. There was a firm expression on his face. "No," He states. "This is my fault. I'll take care of it." He turns his head back towards the others. "You guys too, as well. It was my idea. Leave it to me."

You were about to retort before the rest of the gang did it for you, and you must admit they did it better than you could've. They had more of a solid reason compared to you as well, after all, they were a team.

"No way we're leaving you to it all alone, Boss!"

"Yeah, we're a gang, we stick together!",

"That's right, Boss! You know that best!"

They all spoke their thoughts, encouraging one another and Itto mainly as they maintained their ideology. Truthfully, you admired the gang's connection and commitment to one another. You believed that to have them be so passionate about this showed how good of a leader Itto was despite his few flaws. You were glad he had such good understanding people with him, and you were glad for them too.

An airy chuckle leaves the large man, his shoulders that before were sunken down like he had just been scolded raised back high as confidence seemed to seep back to him. It appears that he could always rely on them to snap him out of his concerns. "If you want to help me then I have something else you could do for me!" He peeked over at you, scanning your expression for any sign of resentment before turning his head to fully face you, relieved to be proven wrong.

With a bow he clasps his hands above his head, asking for your forgiveness as he makes a promise to compensate you, "I swear on the Arataki Gang's deep history that we will repay you for all the fruit!" The face of astoundment said it all. You doubted it. Severely. Not because you didn't take his word for it, but it's a lot of effort to put in. And you also weren't sure just how deep the history was.

"Uhm, Boss?" Mamoru steps all the way down, standing behind Itto. "I don't think we have that much mora…" He whispers into his ear. Right. Mora. Damn, society these days, always about mora! He snaps his fingers. And rather than it being a way to curse the blockage that had come onto their path, it switched a light bulb above his head.

He ecstatically widens his arms, forgetting the fruits in his hands as they fall once more, repeating the torture they had experienced before. You wince at the sight and so does he murmuring a small 'sorry' before resuming, "Then we just go and get them ourselves!" To this, a 'what' was said in unison by everyone, all except him. Hell, if it was that easy you wouldn't have been so damaged by the event that had occurred before you, no, you'd be on your merry way to pick some new fruits.

One thing you did know though, and you realised as soon as you laid eyes upon his face, was that there was no way you could persuade him. Itto wasn't easily swayed when it came to making up to people. He stuck to his words, an Oni never lies as he says. Albeit the bitter situation, you felt a tinge of happiness in your heart and a smile slipped onto your lips, your eyes narrowing onto his appearance in delight.

And he notices this. He notices it and he never forgets it like it had engraved itself into his mind. The wrinkles around your eyes, how your lashes curled in their own respective directions,, the glimmer in your orbs and the light that reflected off them, the slight soft arch of your brow. He doesn't forget them. Not even the curve of your lips, or the small tilt of your head.

When it came to you, he became more observant than usual, and he noticed things others wouldn't, but he wasn't aware that this could make him realise things about himself. In this moment he begins to feel something weighing on his heart, but this time it wasn't guilt. It was something very different.

Within that strange emotion he found a stronger drive to repent as soon as possible in hopes of seeing you smile at him that way again.

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You were originally worried sick about what you were going to tell the boss, it had been all you could think about as you observed the others cleaning up at the boat docks, not wanting to leave them alone. But soon after taking care of the mess they had quickly left, departing after repeating once more that they'd bring you all that they damaged.

You appreciated the intention, but you didn't get why or how they thought they'd do it. Inazuma was filled with large land and some of the storage you had was exclusively grown outside of here, so unless they also had ordered the same exact shipment you couldn't see it happening. A sigh escapes your lips, you'd get wrinkles at this point. There wasn't much you could do about it other than pray to the Archons that something may save you from the wrath you felt was bound to come when you attended work.

It was difficult to think up a good excuse to tell your boss. I mean, this would be bad for the business. Really bad. You can't just lose the stock you need, there is only so much left and at this point you should just issue another order as soon as possible and try to make do with what you had.

Pondering about it wouldn't help you, you reminded yourself as you stayed seated on the stool of a local Inazuma restaurant, an empty glass next to you with only some small snacks for you to nibble at. The place had dim orangeish lighting, the wood was dark almost that of something you'd find in a cabin. You'd think this place would be bustling with people but in contrast it was rather quiet. It somewhat reminded you of that Tavern in Mondstadt.

You had known a couple of things about wine and alcohol due to the course you took having included it. You were beginning to wonder if maybe you should change your career path, go for something else. Mondstadt was the city of freedom after all, therefore those who stay there must be living in the land of the free.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the door swinging open, the jingle of the bell indicating the arrival of a customer. The one who entered was a long white-haired Oni you were immensely familiar with and you were more than certain was here for you as his eyes searched around till they located your figure, the smile making its way onto his lips as his eyebrows raised in excitement, verifying your hunch.

"There you are! I knew you'd be here." He exclaimed, taking a seat beside you despite his intent to only fetch you and get back on the road. "You did?" You ask. It wasn't like you often came here, you thought he must've asked around. You wonder what it must have been like. "Betcha. My Oni senses are never wrong!"

Now that was a new one. You gave him a smug smile before repeating what he had said, "Oni senses?" His face inches closer to you, "They're real." He quickly replied, a serious glint in his narrowed eyes as though this had not been the first time someone had questioned its authenticity. "Sure, sure," You disregarded it, giving him the belief he desired. You weren't sure you wanted a whole adventure just to discover if it's true or not.

"So, what is it that you wanted?" You inquire, assuming that he had been searching for you for a reason. "Awww, come on, bud! Do I need a reason to visit my favourite person?" Itto nudges you with a smirk. Favourite? You didn't know that. You knew you were somewhat close, you suppose, and he asked you to join the gang but to think you were his favourite. No, you're just over complicating things.

"I don't suppose you randomly decided to come visit your so-called favourite person for no reason now, do I? You're always up to something, Itto." He bites his bottom lip, pouting at your words, resting his head on his knuckles. It's true he always had something planned, but to think you didn't believe he'd be here just for you… it was kind of frustrating.

"Well, there is a reason for me coming here -But that doesn't mean I wouldn't come here just to see you!" His words are added on quickly so you don't have time to give a rebuttal or that cocky look he knew would've come otherwise.

There was more he wished to say, so much, but only one slipped out, and if he hadn't said it himself he wouldn't have even realised he had spoken at all. "I would come visit just to stare at you.." It's a mumble under his breath, muffled by the hand that partly covered his mouth, and as he whispers he isn't sure if he wants you to hear or not. He steals a glance at you, searching for a reaction, but you still have that smirk. Maybe you didn't hear…

He feels disappointed.

You notice the furrowing of his brows, though before you inquire as to why he seemed so bothered he had straightened his back, returning back to having that carefree smile you've become all too familiar with. "Now are you going to keep me waiting or what?!" He hops off the stool and gestures for you to join him and you hurriedly pay for your items before departing from the restaurant with Itto beside you.

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"Seriously, where are you taking me?" You asked him again for what felt like a thousand times, hoping he'd finally told you. You knew the path, you often took it to get to work but you weren't sure why he'd need to have you go all the way here now. It didn't seem like you two were browsing the markets or stalls but rather Itto was specifically guiding you somewhere and as the streets of Inazuma City got more and more crowded you felt something large clutching onto your wrist. "Don't get lost behind!"

His hand was wrapped securely around your wrist, and you were grateful for his size seeing as he was able to see where he was heading much better than you did. Pulling your arm back to intertwine your hand, you felt more secure now that you could actually hold onto him properly, and you thought that maybe he felt the same considering how after the momentary hesitation he displayed, he held back even tighter. Every once in a while he'd squeeze your hand as if asking you if you were holding up and you'd merely reciprocate the gesture, answering him.

Luckily, thanks to his guidance you made it out of the crowd quicker than expected. You intended to wonder why there had been so many people but it appears the Oni before you was too excited to let you have that. "Come on, don't get distracted!" He pulled on your hand a bit reminding you of what you were here for and you merely gave him a nod, snapping out of your thoughts.

After a while he pauses, walking behind. "Alright, keep your eyes closed, 'kay?" Another hand laces its way over your eyes, blinding you. "Uhm, Itto, how am I meant to walk then?" To this you received a thunderous laugh in reply as though you had just about asked the dumbest possible thing. Which is impressive considering its the ever so dense Itto.

"That's what I'm here for!" He clarified, and you wanted to trust him, you did, but accompanied by the fact that you'd be looking like a lunatic to everyone around you, you felt somewhat embarrassed and he picked up on it. "Hey, don't worry about anyone else."

You feel the warmth of his breath hit the outer shell of your ear as he whispers, his voice evidently having softened. "You can't see them, they can't see you, right? Just focus on me, The Great Arataki Itto!" To this you let out a light giggle and he's content with that. Yeah, he can be fine with all of this.

He enjoys just being in your presence, being able to hold you like this, to be so close to you, to be just the comforting loud Itto you and many others know. Maybe you'll never realise how he feels. Still, he'll try. Someone as great as you should be made aware of it.

"Don't keep me waiting. Let's get going, Itto!" You nudged him out of his thoughts as you chuckled and he focused back on your figure. He should be living in the moment rather than getting caught up in such cheesy ideas. "You ready?" "Born ready." Yeah, you were going to be proven wrong. "Let's goooooo!" He yelled out, picking up your figure with ease, the arm behind your back supporting you as his hand reaches to keep your sights darkened.

All you feel is the slight hops as the wind hits your face as he runs, jumping down a short staircase as you let out a short yelp, bringing yourself closer to him as much as you can despite the little space left to do so, your actions only being recognised by his laugh and you could picture how he looks: his eyes shut, his already big smile widening more than you knew it could, how his hair frames his face. Sometimes you think Itto really is otherworldly entirely.

Eventually the running changes into small steps as you hear other whispered voices and Itto shushing them. The secure grip on you he has loosens as he slowly tilts your body, setting you down back onto the ground and you stumble back into his chest, relieved at the contact you didn't know you missed and an overwhelmed whine leaving you. "Don't tell me I was going too fast for you?" Your head tilts upwards to where the voice was coming from, feeling his well-structured chest behind you and slowly he removes his hands, revealing his face to you again. You smile.

"It's okay, many struggle to keep up with The Great Arataki Itto." Though he will slow down if it suits you better. Opening his eyes to gaze at you, the arm that stayed around your waist tightened ever so slightly at the sight of your smile. To be smiling at him so softly, he must be really lucky. The surprised expression he held warped into a reciprocated smile back, it wasn't wide as it normally was. In fact, it was barely noticeable. Though, his eyes held the real passion.

A cough interrupts the moment as you both glance over towards the source to see the Genta and Akira attempting to hide the smirks that grew at the sight, with Mamoru being the one to derail it, arm on his hip. He exchanges a knowing look with Itto and suddenly the Oni is no longer as quiet, seemingly having been reminded of the original intent.

"Right, right! The cart!" He exclaims, only for you to repeat, "The cart?" You tilt your head. "The cart!" The rest of the crew repeat simultaneously. OH. THE CART.

Somehow your eyes seemed to totally ignore the form that stood behind the crew. It was the very same cart you had been pushing earlier this morning, and to your surprise much like before, it was full. You wouldn't believe it. No, really, you couldn't, so you approached the cart and even felt the fruits and vegetables to verify that they were real and weren't made out of wax or something. You didn't think they'd poison your customers but you also did not know how far they'd go for you, and from this you could tell that they would go far.

"How even…?" You turned sideways, looking at the others puzzled. It was near impossible to get all of this done in a day, actually, it hadn't even been 24 hours! This didn't make sense, it was practically insane and yet here was the cart filled to the brim - it might've had even more than you needed. "Ehh? Whaddya think?" His arms raised outwardly, almost seeming like a prideful king. "Pretty neat, huh. We know." Confident as always as his hand finds home back on his hip, the other twisting as if to add flare.

Your confusion still wasn't answered, it only prevailed. "No, but really, how?? There is just no way this could be done in such a short time!" You began to question how far they went to get these, how much time, the struggle, I mean, this was no easy feat you knew that much. "Nothing is too far-fetched for the Arataki Gang!" His reply fell on deaf ears as you were too immersed, observing all the carts containments.

A chuckle leaves him and he approaches you, leaning down to you. "Maybe now you'll reconsider joining us?" You turn and you don't miss the corner of his lip lifted up into a smug smirk or how his eyes narrow down onto you as though he had you cornered. How could you deny them now after you've seen just how cool and incredible they are? "Tough luck, Itto."

You lightly hit his chest. "I'm thinking of going back to old Mond'." That's how.

And he didn't get it. He didn't get why you were still smiling without a single sign of sorrow or concern on your face. Why were you so relaxed when your words had been so… so painful to him? You see the confusion in his eyes, and you expect him to recover and encourage you, maybe say something about how his offer will always stand but he doesn't. Yes, he goes back to his go-lucky demeanour but you notice how it's slightly off. "What do you mean, compadre?! You can't leave us in the dust so abruptly!"

Pssh, what do they even have in Mondstadt? It's not even that great compared to Inazuma. Sure he's heard about the tails of their Archon, the city of freedom, blah, blah, blah, but when did you become interested in going there? "Pfft, I'm not leaving you in the dust. I've just been thinking…" You lean your back against the cart, holding onto a sunsettia, rubbing it with your thumb. "Mondstadt was really beautiful when I last visited Dawn Wineries vineyard. And, I've been thinking that maybe it's finally time I try leading a different route in life."

The Oni absorbed all that you said like a dry sponge, he was picking at everything you said. Were you not happy with where you were, weren't you content? But what about the people you know here? "What about me?"

Shit. He didn't mean to say that aloud.

Itto straightens his back and rubs the back of his hair as though dismissing what he himself said but you noticed the weight that question held. The face you, and only you, got to see. You don't think you've ever seen a face so tense. You felt like he was pleading with you, his crimson eyes penetrating you, reading you so clearly and you begin to question if you had underestimated Itto all this time. You cocked your head to the side, "Will you miss me?"

You were regarding the others behind him who were obviously aware of the conversation going on but were leaving out of respect for privacy.

Miss you… He repeats the question in his head, pretending to ponder it, to not blurt out what he thinks then and there. Itto looks back to see you two were alone and when he faces you again the expression he wears is sombre. "Let's go somewhere else, why don't we?" He gives you a hum, raising a brow at you and offering you a small simper hoping to dismiss what occurred, and although you agree to go elsewhere you wouldn't let it go.

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You observed as Itto hopped from rock to rock, nearing the shore. He moved effortlessly, you shouldn't be surprised with his build. He turns you, urging you to hurry down and you do, latching onto the hand he offered you when you make it to the bottom. The two of you roam around the beach for a while before finding a shelter where you could sit and savour the view. That is, as much as you can with the atmosphere.

The white- haired Oni had been trying to smooth out the tension but you couldn't let it go. You didn't want to turn a blind eye and move on past it like it was nothing. You get that you leaving can be a big deal but you didn't like how he avoided his own emotions, it felt like he was hiding something from you.

As for him, he wanted to just relish in the few moments he has before everything falls apart. He was glad he got to take your hand for a bit as you walked and was said when they were separated because he knew that would likely be one of the last few touches of yours he'll ever have.

"Itto, what is it that's weighing on your mind?"

You are the one to interrupt the silence. Awaiting his answer that you knew he already had prepared.

He debated lying to you, making up something else or just acting as though it really only was you moving away that made him behave strangely. But he couldn't find it in him to do that to you, to deceive you so shamelessly. "I.. don't want you to go." It comes out as kind of a question, towards himself that is.

There was a conflict going on inside Itto and he didn't know how to resolve it. He desired your happiness, your comfort, of course he did, you mattered greatly to him but he found himself wondering why must you find that elsewhere, why couldn't he be the one to offer you that. Should he support you in your endeavours or should he allow himself to be selfish?

At the end of the day though, it was your choice, you both knew that, but you were curious nonetheless as to the underlying reason of his want for your company, "Why do you want me to stay?" Your words were carefully picked out. You weren't asking him why he didn't want you to leave, but why you should stay in the first place.

And, unlike what you expected, his answer comes quick as though it had been decided ages ago.

You hear him say it, you know you do, but with how the sound of gentle ocean waves sway and hit the sandy shore with a sound and how the wind appears to sway in his direction, almost leading you. You think that his words are taken with it. But you saw how his lips moved, how he had clearly confessed what held him back to you in a solemn tone with an expression almost as if he had already given up.

"Because I like you."

It was pitiful and yet he still smiled at you. He thought that it's no way good for him to offer you such a sorrowful face when saying such a thing.

"I don't just like you, I love you, and, I'm reminded of it with every moment I'm with you. Even now, even when I feel horrible and like I'm trying to keep you to myself my heart beats for you relentlessly. I don't know what to do."

You were unaware of the predicament you had put him in. How all those moments you two shared were never something small to him in the end. The reality is, Itto was always aware of his feelings, but, he wanted to keep reminding himself that this was enough, that your friendship was more than enough. But he was never that great a liar, if he was, he wouldn't have told you the truth and you wouldn't be here.

A hand reaches for his shoulder. His heart drops. He doesn't want to look at your face, because this was already confirmation of his rejection, he knew it. You don't need to say it. Don't say it.

The swirling glimmer in his orbs are no longer from the twinkle he normally held but what appeared to be tears, glossing them. He blinks them away as to not allow you to see him like that and you swallow your guilt. You don't need to speak. You merely inch closer to him, replacing your hand with your head and despite how you feel him freeze up for a moment, he slowly rests his head atop yours and you stay there for awhile.

Before, you recall thinking that Itto would be the one person in your life that would always stay the same no matter how much time flies. You weren't aware that you'd be the one to change him.

Before you departed Inazuma the owner had mentioned something odd on your last day about how the fruits seemed to rot quicker for some reason. You said it must've been the seasons changing but you thought it was peculiar nonetheless. You wondered what cause it, they were the same as any other fruit.

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