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yxstxrdrxxm · 29 days
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SYNOPSIS: It was the first day that you came to the country after running away from your home. Although there were mysteries left untold and people you wish to escape, there was one that you never understood—why do these men keep falling for you?!
CW/s: Delusion, lovesickness, yandere behavior, stalking, violence, murder, jealousy, nonconsensual touching. (fem. reader)
NOTE FROM BLACK SWAN: Because the majority voted for the first for the revival of "FLAWED", this is the first dream I delve that focuses on... Oh my. How intriguing... Perhaps all of you will enjoy this one. It's all about you, after all.
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Since the start, you never understood the matter of obsession, especially when it comes to 'love'.
Don't misunderstand—of course, you know how bad obsession can be. In your time spent in this world, you have seen so many seemingly getting utterly obsessed with your existence, oftentimes stumbling and trying to get your attention. Try as you might to ward them away, they seemingly can't stop themselves from even fumbling over you.
It was, in all honestly, a mess. Sometimes you even wonder if these people are even normal with how they can't seem to look at you right in the eye.
Though you might find them cute as they seemingly can't understand the message of 'look at me', what is not cute is when they start committing crimes. They say its all because of you, but really, what is it about you that drives them to such a thing?
So when you have a feeling it was going to happen (and you know that it will. You have a knack for such a thing, even when you used to struggle to detect it for a week), you immediately start planning on moving to a different location entirely.
In your flawless logic, it's the only thing that drives them away. They can't find you if you can't find them, no?
Alas! It... Never works.
Each time you seemingly tried, hoping and praying to the Gods above that they'd give you a small respite, a breather, even... They seemingly come back like weed, trying to suffocate you with spouting such nonsense you hear on the daily.
The one thing you can say that it worked for the first few times. In those times, you were able to gather yourself and breathe, perhaps relax as you no longer have to worry about those people follow you.
But when they find out where you went, they never seem to stop from then.
Each time you ran, they followed. They followed and followed, up until you had to uproot your entire life to go to a different country. If only to even get a chance to think clearly.
And here you are, in the country you chose to stay in: Mondstadt. It does seem quite lovely, and the chatter amongst normal people was a nice change to the near screaming you hear almost on the daily. Although you miss your friends back at Fontaine, you can hardly think about coming back.
After all, those obsessive fools may just catch whiff of you and follow you here. You can't have their disgusting hands grab you, right?
As you stayed in Mondstadt, you find out a few things about the residents here. One of them was about Chiori's shop, which was booming in the aspect of textiles, weaving and flowers. There was another one, but you heard that the owner had went missing.
Oh well.
It must not be important.
The next were the two bars— one of them you took little interest in, considering the famous one was run by your two closest friends. You, Aether and Lumine go way back, practically when you three were kids! Although you three grew apart since you got to senior high, all of you stayed in contact.
And besides, the latter must be run by some drab, so you'd rather catch up with your friends than go somewhere unfamiliar.
And finally, the one thing you absolutely adore was the bachelors you see.
You overheard that there was a painter that's globally known in all of Teyvat, especially in the art world. You never knew what his alias is, but there were talk amongst the townsfolk of a good artist that is seen in the town square. And luckily for you, you were already heading there, and you had to stop when you saw him.
Blonde hair tied in a messy short ponytail, the rest of those locks swept carelessly by the wind. Those cyan eyes glimmering in the sun makes it look more like prized gems, and although he only wore a white vest and black jeans, the canvas and paints he has stands him out more than anything.
You can only admire as he was painting the landscape, and when his head rises, both of your eyes meet.
You simply let out a gasp and turn away, unknowing of the look he must have on his face.
Oh, no, you mused, biting your lip. I sure hope I look okay! I must look like garbage in front of such a cute painter!
You simply closed your eyes as the embarrassment settled in, but you did betray your instincts and turned when you hear footsteps walk towards your direction.
Ah. He's walking towards you. He's actually walking to your direction.
"Excuse me," he says, his eyes drifting to your attire from the ground up. Eyeing the dress you wore, the luggage, then to your face and hairdo, his lips seem to quirk to a smile. "Ah, you must be the one the twins mentioned to me about. [Name], yes?"
He knows me?!
"Yes, that's... that's me," you answered, your voice faltering as you began to twiddle your thumbs. Letting out a nervous giggle, you shifted your gaze away from him again, unable to look at him. "I guess you're friends with them, huh...?"
"Mm, I suppose," he answers, the soft sound of his voice echoing and making you feel more hung up on it. "That aside, I do believe introductions are in order. My name is Albedo. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Oh, you know it's a pleasure of mine, you thought dazedly. What a prince. This must be what adoration feels.
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Being with Albedo felt akin to a dream, and sometimes, you swear that those days you spent hiding from those insane suitors were all behind you.
After all, if there is one thing they can never attain, it would be what he has. The charm, wit, and his smile.
You were utterly hooked because of that smile of his.
Sure, there were moments that it felt like he were pushing those bounds bit by bit: you would catch him trying to hold your hand (something you always told him to stop), or the times he would give you those eyes. You always thought that he may be trying to hide his obsession for you, too, and he's trying to subvert the blame.
In your mind, you knew you aren't doing anything wrong. Why would you? Were you even expressing those thoughts in hopes that he would notice you?
And yet, even with that in mind, you can only find yourself dumbfounded when you hear from Alice (his companion) that he is away for a month. Something related to his work, she reasoned to you, but you took it as a sign of something sinister.
No... It can't be, you thought, horrified as you paced in your house. Don't tell me...
Now, you hate to suspect people that you liked. You hate the feeling of doing that, of thinking the person you may actually consider normal in your perspective to have fallen like the rest of the buffoons.
You hate to think they became obsessed. That he became obsessed.
So in that regard (and by the stroke of luck as he's gone for a month), you began to cut off contact with him. You began to block him everywhere, delete his number, and make sure to throw away things you suspect that he has tampered with. It was a lot, but it was all for your safety!
After all, why would you bring yourself to trust him if he's gotten obsessed over you? Ah, it'd be a nightmare!
And in your endeavor to cut him off due to the heinous idea, you began to plan out your next moves... That was, until you bumped into him.
Raising your head, your eyes met turquoise—a unique color, you thought, but you realized that it was only one.
"Oh my," you heard the recipient speak with a chuckle. "I wasn't expecting to see a cute lady here. So, you must be [Name] that I hear from Alice, hm?"
You simply squeaked when he said your name, the dulcet tones standing out far more than the soft voice you hear from that wretched blonde.
"I- I am," you stammered, raising a hand to cover your mouth. You free left hand began to fiddle with your hair, twirling a strand before you tucked it behind your ear. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking—"
He seems amused at that as he reached over to hold you from leaving.
"Ah, ah, ah," he tuts. "Not so fast, little lady. What's the hurry? I don't think it's respectful for you to walk out on someone."
Pulling his hand to your arm, he traced his fingers until he grabbed your hand, raising it to graze his lips— such is the behavior of a suitor.
"Call me Kaeya Alberich, miss [Name]," he whispers, his lips curled to a smug grin. "Or shall I call you my darling lily instead?"
Ah, he's going to be the death of me!
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Unlike the time you spent with the blonde stalker to be, the time you spent with the casa nova was interesting. He seems to have a lot of fun regaling you with tales of his own, weaving them into elaborate chronicles you find yourself listening to for hours.
He was an avid storyteller, and the things he tells you feels so surreal, and yet when you look into it, it was true. You even found out that he was single too, but you never told him that.
Despite this, however, the red head is the one that catches your eye. You half-expected for him to even meet your gaze the few times you and Kaeya were together in his bar, but when you two do, he seems to look at you in disdain.
You didn't understood why he does. Kaeya tells you he looks like that to everyone, but you find that extremely hard to believe.
Does he knows that I came from Snezhnaya? you thought, pursing your lips as you stared at the busy bartender. Or is he simply playing hard to get?
You weren't with Kaeya today (which is an odd sight, because he's always free), so you decided to come by to the bar. You've been there for hours now, but even when you were staying there for so long, he never seems to bat an eye at you.
It was only when it was closing that you decide to approach the counter. You were obviously annoyed as you slammed the counter, finally catching his attention, and as you open your mouth—
"Leave."
...
"I'm sorry?" you uttered, shocked.
"Leave the bar. We're closing," he answers sharply, his steel gaze hitting you like needles on skin. "I've been ignoring you ever since you came here, miss. Please leave the bar. You've been here since nine in the evening."
The audacity of this man!
"Excuse me? Leave? I've been trying to get your attention—!"
"By what, pray tell?" he scoffs, crossing his arms with a scowl. "By batting your eyes and giggling like a teenager?"
You scoffed.
"I'd never do that!"
"Oh, but you have," you heard him reply, rolling his eyes at you—presumably because you think he has you cornered... Which he doesn't, you justified to yourself. "In fact, the bar has been empty ever since you came. You've been acting eerie enough that the regulars have left."
Hah, the audacity he has. It makes you sick.
"You act like I'm the one that has the problem here, sir," you scowl, reaching over to grab him, but he simply smacks your hand away. Raising his phone, he's now glaring at you outright.
"Don't touch me," he warns. "Miss, I'm warning you, leave. Leave or else I'll call the police."
...
You know what? Perhaps pursuing him isn't a good idea right now.
"Fine! I'll leave, then," you told him, turning on your heels to leave.
...
It was only when the lady left did Diluc sighed in relief, checking his phone once more. He noticed the messages he got from Albedo, the most recent one being something that he found shocking.
[ ALBEDO: I believe we're dealing with a case of lovesickness. ]
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The sound of slamming on pavement was the thing that echoes in the room, blood and petals were being torn to shreds as the two individuals fought for dear life.
It was a monstrosity, one may say. And if they walked into the room, they would find out who was it that caused such a gruesome display and who became their victim.
Slamming the head on the floor, you felt sweat drip down your face. After what you experienced since that day, you had to be found out, and you decided that it was simply better to get rid of the weaker ones that got 'too close' to outing your location.
"You— you psycho! You freak!" you yelled at the top of your lungs, bashing the person's head as you did so. The mask they wore simply haunted you as you heard them choke and beg, but you didn't care.
They were all the same. All of them were the same, monstrous beings behind those smiles.
"Why do you keep following me?!" you yelled, raising a hammer as you slammed it on their shoulder, making them holler. "Didn't I tell you to stop?! You drove me out of that town, you freak!"
As you kept on slamming, the bones began to crack, the sound echoing around. You could hardly hear what they have to say as you simply can only see red, your ears hearing the sound of your heartbeat.
After a few more slams, you raised the weapon and bashed the head in, cracking it open like an egg and letting blood pour out.
...
Panting heavily, all you can do was look over at what you've done, and it seems that in your haste, you realized who it was that followed you.
...
Ah.
Ahaha.
Actually, that person you murdered wasn't even the one that followed you.
The blood staining your hands was one of the innocent, the one you decided to take the place of as one of the missing individuals.
Raking your hair, you couldn't help but giggle and laugh, the realization dawning on you. You forgot why you came to this town, didn't you, hm?
You came here not because of those people who became 'obsessed' and would tail you. Those people were ones that accused you for your crimes, some who had evidence as you were involved in their cases.
What a shame, really. Each time they got close, you simply bludgeoned them, making sure their remains were not to be found.
This town was no different, but it's okay, you reasoned to yourself.
Raising the now broken body of the florist, you couldn't help but smile, brain matter seeping out and blood oozing like gallons. The flowers you carelessly pulled in your rage remains by your side, but it was nothing that you can't get rid of.
It's fine now.
All you have to do was wipe everyone's memories, and you'll be in their place.
Sure, those pesky men will remember, but it's fine. In your eyes, they can't say a word when society thinks that the one they're supposed to bond with was you, after all.
You're the main character of this story, and that's how it always should be. ♡
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@.yxstxrdrxxm | do not republish or repost my works anywhere | 2024
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Happy April fool's!
What, were you expecting for this to be anything you wanted?
Haha, unfortunately, no. Actually, this dream was simply one that I found amusing. You all thought this was a normal yandere fic, yes?
Well... It isn't, I'm afraid. Please take what this was written with a massive grain of salt, because this dream was derived of a non-canon incident. Therefore, this dream never actually happened. Though, the events were quite jarring if it did.
Now, tell me, traliblazer.
Have you noticed anything that stands out? Anything that makes 'you' in this story perhaps... Too perfect?
Hehe. I'd start looking if I were you.
<3
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dxy-drxxm · 5 months
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SYNOPSIS: "I feel like you wouldn’t be opposed to me kissing you. Am I correct?"
CW/s: Tooth rotting fluff, established relationship, smooth bastard Kaeya, Diluc is so tired y'all, reader becomes a bastard(tm), navina doesnt know how to write kaeya being a flirty mfer, kaeya is touch starved and I'll die on this hill
NOTE: This is a prompt from this list right here, and it's a bit short but I wanted to get to writing Kaeya. This is also the second part of the touch starvation mini series, so I hope I did this man justice lol.
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Kaeya Alberich is a simple man.
He may not look like it, but he's quite satisfied with what he has. He had a good job, he lived somewhere where he can express himself without prejudice...
... And he had his lovely partner: you.
Now, he is someone that doesn't show his partner off to the public eye. Contrary to what people believe, Kaeya likes to keep specific parts of his lifestyle to close friends, if that was possible.
However, if the time called for it, he could show his partner off if he felt the need to do so.
Like now.
With a hand wrapped around your waist, the Cavalry Captain leaned over and placed his chin on top of your shoulder. He never opposed to having to hold you like this, even if you two are different in physique. For him, he enjoyed the difference.
It reminded him that he has quite a catch, and no one else could.
"Seize the day, darling," he whispered, his voice ringing in amusement as you placed a kiss on his cheek in return. "Good morning to you too, playboy," he heard you whisper, a teasing smile on your face. "What's got you so touchy?"
"Hm... I don't know. Maybe it's the fact I get to hold you like this."
To prove a point, he squeezed your body a bit tighter, humming when you sighed wearily.
"Kae, you always held me like that. I'm afraid that you've grown too used to it."
"Is it a bad thing for me to get used to it, [name]?"
"Not when we have our duties to take care of."
Ah, right. He forgot that you aren't the type to proceed with his little games. Exasperated, he sighed and pulled away, as he knew well that you weren't wrong.
"Fine, fine," he muttered, pouting. "But I still want to hold you in my arms just a bit more."
You gave him a sigh.
"After, Kae. I need to make us breakfast, and I'd be damned if you stopped me."
He quirked up a grin as you focused on making the food for the day. He hated to admit it, but he sometimes wondered just how he got you.
The nickname you gave him was amusing. Playboy, hm? Is it because of how he acted with women and men?
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Hm... Then again, you always called me that when we first met, he mused, watching the pan flip up and down as the pancakes were being cooked. Playboy... Someone who's often seen with women, no matter the physique or age...
He couldn't help but chuckle. He's remembered just how it went.
Truthfully, when he met you, he saw you as another person trying to catch his eye. You weren't different like the traveler, but he could tell there was something you held that stood out from the rest.
He remembered oh so clearly with what he told you back then, during your first date with him.
"I feel like you wouldn't be opposed to me kissing you... Am I correct?"
It was one of the rare pick-up lines he had, but he meant it in a joking manner. Your response, however, did not.
With a brave face and in front of Diluc (who brewed you and him drinks, he recalled), you told him—
"—not until you cut that drinking habit, mister playboy."
Was it callous? Maybe. He was certainly caught off-guard by such a blunt statement, and especially when Diluc looked a tad amused at his loss of words.
But he knew that you were, simply put, one he'd love to spend more time with.
Even when Diluc had given him more to pay (it was for making him sit through a bland date, he had reasoned), he never gave up on his pursuit. He still tried to catch your attention, and dear archons, he tried to get your affection.
The playboy that you knew had long since disappeared after your first few dates with him, and with the promise ring he gave you that he asked to make personally, the Kaeya you're with was more than a simple ladies' man.
He was just a private guy who uses physical touch to show his affection far more than words, like now.
Feeling his hand hold your own, you turned off the stove to see that he held it instinctively. With a chuckle, your fingers weaved and moved to intertwine with his, a smile stretching on your face.
He liked that smile, Kaeya notes. You looked beautiful with it.
"Your touch starvation is showing, Kae," you teased, yet you gave his hand a squeeze. "Do you crave my touch that much?"
"Hm... Maybe," he answered, standing up to take the pan and place it on the counter. Closing his eyes, he reached his right hand to hook your chin, pulling you to a tender kiss.
"But it's nothing that you can't satisfy, my beloved."
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@.dxy-drxxm | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2023
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angstbag · 2 years
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ratgirl112 · 6 months
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nomohmoss · 8 months
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fontaine was made for kaeya
diluc is just... there
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kaeyachi · 10 months
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THEY ACTUALLY CHANGED THE DIALOGUE
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I DID CARIBERT ON MY F2P ACCOUNT BUT THEN I SAW THIS AND I HAD TO PAUSE COZ HOLY CRAP
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lumorie · 1 year
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Ragbros sketches  🔥❄️
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marskiiii · 8 months
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kaeyakaeyakaeyakaeyakaeya
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lvnesart · 9 months
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Arcane Scene Redraws of some of my favorite moments
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yaeggravate · 10 months
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auntie shenhe and big brother kaeya
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gideoff · 1 year
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Also here’s baby Kaeya from previous year. He’s still my main dps after two years <3 
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yxstxrdrxxm · 2 months
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“Yesterday” runs a small flower shop years after what happened to them and the falling out of their ‘friend’. They thought that it would simply be fine, that they are able to move on from what happened.
Still, those flaws followed them, leading them to wear a mask to hide what their actual face is.
“No one must know who I am. From now on, I can never trust those that had ill will in their hearts.”
That is... Until a young man entered the shop, seeking inspiration for his recent piece, and sees a masked individual tending to the flowers.
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Surprise! Welcome to Flawed, the surprise March event I've been cooking up since February! This takes place in a different world/universe than One Last Call did, but with a twist: this time, you are the one that decides the fate of our protagonist.
Join Yesterday as they go through their day to day life, speak to their new (and potential) friends, and maybe find it in themselves to accept their flaws and themselves as a whole. Maybe, if you're lucky... You may even win one of our potential visiting clients and their hearts?
These are the mechanics:
Vote on the option to proceed in the story. Remember: majority wins, and your choice matters.
Keep an eye on Yesterday's wilt counter. Make sure it doesn't exceed past 50%! You wouldn't like what happens past 50%.
Make sure to stick to one love interest (if the majority wants to go to one of their routes). Romancing more than one is highly discouraged.
Speaking of love interests, keep an eye on their obsession counter with Yesterday. We can't guarantee their safety if you can't do the same to them, too!
Finally, have fun in interacting with our hosts and the characters! Some may be more receptive to replies than others, but things may change as time goes on, of course.
Unfortunately, though, I won't be hosting the event this time. I will be busy with particular matters to be able to keep an eye on this event, so I'll be entrusting this to a good friend of mine. Please treat him kindly, he's got a short fuse to those that plan on ruining the event for everyone.
The event will be starting by March 10, 2024 at 6 PM (UTC+8) and will end by March 24, 2024. If there are any issues, this will be delayed to March 31, 2024.
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Oh. Before I forget.
You only get one try to get the ending for Flawed. This means that if you got the bad ending, you won't get a retry.
With that in mind, I bid you all adieu, and have fun playing the game!
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FLAWED TAGLIST: (send an ask to be added for Flawed!) @beloved-blaiddyd ; @mixed-kester ; @mochinon-yah ; @fffiii ; @leftdestiny-posts
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valdrift · 2 years
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WHAT IS WRONG IWHT HIM
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tealgirasol · 6 months
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Ragbros halloween 🎃
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double-m-b · 7 months
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Fanart for the fic by @leeryder Once Upon an Eclipse because the latest chapters have been making me cry (everyone go read it right now)
Details/zoom-ins below the cut
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onemillionvolts · 2 years
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genshin men + random drabbles
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18+. MDNI. forgive me for being this down bad. i am very sick and i wanted to write without a certain theme.
ft. venti, kaeya, dainsleif, zhongli, heizou
warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), mean kaeya :(, creampie, cockwarming, pussy slapping, spit, desk sex
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☆ VENTI
venti is bubbly as ever as he goes down on you, eyes lidded as his kisses lead down your stomach, peppering along your bare thighs, lips finally landing on your cunt after what feels like an eternity. his kisses meet your clit before he begins to suck at your sensitive bud, grinning slightly against your drooling cunt as he listens to your frequent moans—music to his ears, truly.
venti's lips trail down, his tongue acquainting itself with your folds. it's in no time that he's completely drunk off of your taste, any rhythm he had to the motion of his tongue being entirely lost. his mouth is spastic, similar to everything else he does. venti mutters something against your soaked cunt, but there's no way to possible understand him.
all you can understand at this point is how good his mouth feels, how his mouth collecting your juices guides you closer to your orgasm. your thighs wrap firm around his head as each lewd swipe of his tongue coaxes you further towards your climax, until it all finally lets loose—your back arches as you cum on venti's tongue. he sees it as his reward—as he laps up every little drop, only coming away from your cunt once he's done so—his reward for pleasing you like a good boyfriend should.
☆ KAEYA
"just the tip," kaeya tells you. those three sugar-coated words are the catalyst to make you bend over the bed for him, allowing kaeya to tug your panties down and push the tip of his cock into your cunt. you grip the sheets, a soft moan coming from your lips. "kae, you said..." you stammer, interrupted by a throaty chuckle. "that is just the tip, princess."
"buuuut..." he trails off, watching you writhe under him with a grin as he pushes his hips forward, inching more of his cock into you. "how could i resist?" he muses with faux sincerity. not that you can complain, instantly clenching around him as he begins to fuck into you. kaeya's hands take a firm grip of your hips as his hips stroke, his thick cock stretching you out so perfectly, molding your gummy walls around it like he did every single time.
"went from 'just the tip' to letting me finish inside, right?" kaeya teases as he fucks you, your back arched and eyes squeezing shut as his cock drags along your walls. all you can do is mewl out a weak 'yes' as you cum on his cock, arms giving out as your upper body falls to the mattress, giving kaeya the leverage to fuck you as he pleases, only stopping when he's pumped your cunt full of his warm seed.
☆ DAINSLEIF
dain is buried balls deep inside of you, and yet the both of you are so incredibly needy. with his hips stalled, the blond watches your body contort and squirm, eyes silently begging, pleading for him to do anything. unfortunately for you, dainsleif has far too much restraint—so his hips don't move, not one bit.
he gives you a few seconds of mercy as you cockwarm him, letting you needily grind your hips against his, but your fun is soon brought to a screeching halt as dain grabs your hips in his firm hands, holding you in place and drawing an exaggerated moan from your lips. "that's it...nice and still, love."
his face is stoic, the light dust of pink over his cheeks being the only tell, the only tell that he's just as desperate as you are. dain's cock twitches with need inside you, his occasional growns deepening as he tightens his already harsh grip on your hips. he leans in, close, expression burning in arousal. "i need to take you...right now."
☆ ZHONGLI
zhongli simply can't help himself. he can't help himself, not when your cunt is so pretty on display for him, dripping wet and looking like a goddamn masterpiece in his eyes. his fingers run along your folds, pointer and index pushing past your entrance, before pulling out. he admires your slick on his fingers through half-lidded eyes.
his digits part your folds, his gentle touches making you even wetter, even more aroused and desperate for zhongli to do something. instead, he spits on your soaked cunt, causing your walls to clench around nothing. "so gorgeous.." his silky voice groans as he spits again.
his hand ghosts over your weeping pussy, before lightly coming down on it, slapping your cunt with a partially cupped hand a few times... never too harsh, just enough to create a light jolt of satisfaction. by now, zhongli's eyes are wide with wonder and arousal as he continues to toy with your poor cunt.. maybe if you're lucky, he'll realize just how badly his cock aches with need and put it to use.
☆ HEIZOU
heizou is entirely in control as he bends you over his desk, hands running over the curves of your ass. he flips your skirt up with ease, fingers curling under the hem of your panties and pulling them down in one fell swoop. "i can't believe it took me this long to bend you over my desk," heizou remarks as you hear the jangling of his belt, and are soon met with his tip against the entrance of your cunt.
you grip the edge of his desk as he pushes into you, not stopping until he bottoms out with a low groan. he wastes no time in burying his hips against yours, hands firm on your ass, fingertips digging into your soft flesh. "so wet 'n tight f'me," heizou praises, his breath heavy against your neck as he fucks into you with vigor.
your cunt is sucking him in so well, so well that he has to place a palm on the desk to stabilize himself as he thrusts back and forth, your sopping wet cunt inviting his thick cock in with each rut of his hips. fuck, he can't hold back—neither can you.. it's without warning that you cum on heizou's cock, squeezing tight on his length which causes him to release deep inside of you, painting your gummy walls with his hot seed.
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