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gojoidyll · 16 days

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Showers Aren't Helping (or maybe they are?)

Sunday x Fem!Reader

Warnings | mdni, shower sex, p in v, afab reader, grammatical errors, reader referred to as "y/n", you both call each other "sweet angel", etc.

For @yaexcz <3 sorry, you requested this quite awhile ago, but I'm just now getting to it heh.

"Feels good?"

Sunday was always a man (halovian) who was always well presented. His clothes never wrinkled. His easy smile and mask never wavered. He always had the upper hand.

"Mmm, yes."

But in the secluded moments he shared with you, he always let his guard down, and showering together was one of those times.

Your naked body was gently pressed up against his chest. Your breasts, pushed up against him as your fingers, lathered in soap, smoothed over his wings.

(I imagine that the piercings in his wings work like ear piercings, so I think he would take them off when he showers, right? Anyway-)

Your fingers worked delicately into his feathers, smoothing them over and making sure that they were clean while also not tugging on them or accidentally ripping any feathers out. You were always the caring type. You would never forgive yourself if you hurt Sunday, even if it was on accident.

"I'm not pulling on them too rough, am i?"

Your voice was soft as you leant into him more, the water soaking your back as he held you close to him.

"Y- you're doing so well."

Sunday doesn't stutter, but work him just right and then you could get him to sing any tune you want.

"Am I?"

You stopped your ministrations on his wings as you let your hands tangle into his disheveled, soaked hair. Your body leaning up on your tippy toes as your wet sex sliding against his hardening shaft.

"Y- you," his lips trembled as you pulled him closer, your lips chasing for his own as you captured him into a kiss. The shower steam covered you both as the water hugged you tightly making it easier for you both to slowly grind against each other.

A fiery heat erupted below you, you could feel it course through you as Sunday's bulbous tip would catch against your aching folds.

"S- Sunday," your moan was breathy, wanton, and full of yearning as you held him impossibly closer.

Outside of your privacy and secluded moments, Sunday always seemed so far away. So distance and calculating. You always felt like you couldn't touch him or reach him when everyone's prying eyes were trying to pick Sunday and you apart.

But here and now? You didn't have to worry. You could hold him, caress him, and love him without a care in the world. No prying eyes were here of all places. No cameras. No Family. No IPC trying to wring Sunday for an unfair deal.

It was just you. And just him.

"More- more please ah, y/n."

You obliged as you lofted one of your legs, your hands leaving his hair a mess as you instead grabbed onto his shoulders, "hold me close."

He held you, his arms coming to wrap around your waist as he helped you hook your lifted leg around his hip. The action made you both moan as his slicked up cock embedded itself into your tight hole. Your walls clenched around him at the sudden intrusion, but there wasn't an discomfort as you felt yourself mold to his throbbing, hot length.

"You, hah, are too good for me, sweet angel."

You moved one of your hands from his shoulders, your fingers lightly caressing his cheek as the water pelted you both.

"If anyone is a sweet angel, it's you, Sunday."

At your words, you could feel how he gripped your waist. His hips picking a slow and steady pace as he rutted into you, "throwing my words back at me?"

"Never, just telling the truth."

You tried to steady your words, but it was hard with hie Sunday was reaching so deep within you. Your focus was slipping.

You could feel his grin when he captured your lips. Hot, wet, dominating. Even if you were in control before, that wasn't the case now even as he picked up the pace and moved to hold you up against the tile wall. The cool tile being a stark contrast to the hot water and Sunday's scorching touch.

"Mmm, Ah! There, Sunday!"

You felt him hit a certain spot inside you that had you seeing stars. Your walls clamped around him instantly when he hit again. He grunted the moment he felt you tighten up. His breath coming out jagged as his wings fluttered and strained.

"Sun- Sun, Sunday, I'm- I'm-"

"I know, sweet angel, hah, me too. Come with me."

It was more of a command then a request. And when you felt his movements get sloppier and how his hands came to grip your upper back as he seemed to hold onto you for dear life, you finally let yourself go. Your walls seizing against him as you wouldn't let him pull out, and feeling him gush and spurt inside you made you see a starburst of stars dancing across your vision.

You whined loudly as you chased that high, your hips pressing harshly into his as you wanted him deeper and deeper.

"You- you're too good to me," Sunday all bit whispered as he stayed within you, even as you started to relax and go limo against him.

You hummed lightly at that, your hands coming up to softly run your fingers through his hair as he pressed his face into the crook of your neck.

"I'll only ever be good to you, my sweet angel."

#hsr #honkai star rail #hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #sunday x reader #sunday x you #sunday x y/n #sunday smut #sunday x reader smut #mdni #hsr mdni

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kiwicopia · 2 months

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🔞 MDNI | Boothill x Fem!Reader (blurb AU) 🔞

TW: sex in a barn, slight choking, love bites, prosthetic limbs, slight overstimulation, licking, creampie.

Edit: This got way more attention than I honestly thought it would. So, if it hits 2k, I'll make part two. 😉 Or! Perhaps a full fic of this blurb?

Things weren't supposed to end like this, but you couldn't be blamed. A handsome stranger paid your esteemed ranch a visit, hoping to get one of your finest Thoroughbreds, only to end up with something far better.

One hand firmly gripped the fat of your hip, the metallic fingers digging slightly into your skin while the other was wrapped around your throat, tilting your head back just enough for him to kiss along the side of it. Your thighs trembled with the way his thick cock bullied your slick cunt, dragging yet another moan from your pretty lips.

Boothill's lips curled into a slight smirk at the sound before letting his tongue slide up your neck. It was hot and wet, and your hands gripped the stall door, causing the wood to chip ever so gently with the way your nails dug into it. "Dirty girl," he teased. His chest pressed against your back a bit more as his hips smacked into the back of yours harshly, his pace remaining merciless. "I came for a stallion, not a broodmare." The hand around your throat squeezed a little harder, causing you to let out a pitiful whine. "But I can make a new deal."

You already knew what the new deal was, but you remained silent, too focused on the pleasure that coursed through your veins with each thrust of his meaty cock. He filled your gummy walls, shaping your pussy all for himself as he brought you orgasm after orgasm. It had been a while since you had a good fuck, and with a customer of all people. Still, you had to hand it to him. Boothill had the stamina of a Thoroughbred, plowing into you repeatedly without so much as a break, and he hadn't even come yet.

Your head lolled to the side, allowing him another chance at kissing your neck, though he soon bit down on the soft flesh, causing you to moan at the sudden feeling. One final thrust had your body up against the stable door, pinned as he finally came, painting your walls in thick, white ropes of his cum. The hand gripping your neck only tightened, yet he made sure to at least let you breathe.

Boothill kept your body pinned against the stable door as he panted hard, his breath hitting the back of your neck as he pressed a gentle kiss to the nape. "Fuck," he breathed out, "haven't had this good a time in a while." His hand on your hip loosened as his metallic thumb rubbed gentle circles against your soft skin. "Now," he chuckled, "how 'bout we discuss the new deal?"

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deadloverxx · 1 month

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thinking about aventurine, sex with whom was a one night stand at first.

male reader, 18+, mdni, top male reader, alcohol use.

he didn't expect anything more or anything less when getting a little bit too tipsy with you on a night out. you know how this goes - cards, poker chips, a couple of cocktails on your table, and as the night progresses those cocktails turn into a bottle of wine, then of whisky... and before you know it, the chips are abandoned on the table and his credit card pays for a private suite upstairs, and your lips clash in the elevator as you taste the mix of everything you drank and ate tonight on each other's lips.

it's not you specifically, aventurine tells himself as he watches you tear his clothes off, your teeth and hands all over him. he was just feeling lonely, went along with the moment, he tries convincing himself, but you feel just a little bit too good rearranging his insides, moaning in his ear as he left little scratches on your back. and as you kept plunging into him, he couldn't even think or say anything besides "hmm! y/n... fuck, more, more..!"

and when he wakes up with sunlight on his face, and your arms around him, he panics. it was just a drunken mistake, everyone sleeps with their friends sometimes, he thinks, quickly dressing up and searching for his belongings within the mess of the room the two of you made. but when closing the door behind him, aventurine couldn't help but steal a glance at your peacefully sleeping form. downstairs, he paid for you both and ordered you the nicest breakfast in the room, not out of guilt, he tells himself, "just so his hangover is a bit better.."

and yet he finds himself thinking back to the encounter when nights get a little too lonely. he can't help himself but send you a message

"wanna play tonight? all on me."

the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. and the whole time you were both laughing, he clenched his fist under the table, breath barely noticeably hitching. and when you, unsurprisingly, lost the round, it was field day for aventurine.

his purple, charming eyes gaze in yours as he announces his wish, tongue gently running over his lips. "kiss me." voice echoing, trying really hard not to shake as the gambler tries desperately to keep up his facade of dominance, to hide the dreadful fear of rejection. and as your hands find themselves against his waist again, lips, teeth crashing, you mutter: "could've just asked me like a normal guy."

aventurine chuckles, that chuckle suddenly drowning out in a moan as his hands clutch to you in desperation, rubbing up against the hard on in your pants, growing more and more desperate. when you find yourself in his bed this time, he makes sure to treat you better, already prepped beforehand, shaved and waiting for you to fuck him over and over again all night long. cum on his face, body and hands, he can't even go to the shower, because once he does, pulls you in with him and moves on his knees.

this morning he doesn't run away, instead admiring the both of you in the mirror, tracing your handprints and hickeys on his pale body, cock getting hard all over again, just in time for you waking up.

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fireflysymphony · 4 months

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Aventurine w a fem! bodyguard reader smut... 👀

Aventurine x fem! bodyguard reader

MDNI 18+ content ahead

A/N: thank you for the request! I really like the concept. I wrote it as a mix of headcanons and a quick drabble at the end. I hope you enjoy it <3

Word count: 2.7k

Content warning: Fem! Reader, slight exhibitionism, pet names, fingering, teasing, praise, needy lovestruck Aventurine, slight degradation, slight begging (on his end), pretty soft sex, Aventurine’s daddy kink strikes again, I have a lack of gun knowledge but just roll with it, not proofread

Headcanons

Let me make this really clear: HE’S not the one who needs protection right now; it’s YOU.

The second he met you he was sizing you up with that cute little smirk of his, making it pretty obvious that all professionalism was lost the very moment he saw such a pretty number was working for him.

You should have run then.

What was the IPC thinking when they hired you for this? Is this some type of wrath from the Aeons? What did you do to deserve this punishment?

From the very beginning, he’s a pain to deal with, but you don’t have the authority to talk back, only giving him tight smiles and apologetic words. He knows this and takes full advantage of the situation.

“Y’know, princess, if you’re going to be with me all the time, shouldn’t I have a prettier view? I don’t like having to leave everything up to the imagination. Do you think red or blue is more your color? Ah~ I’ll buy both.” And you’re sitting there seething as he taps away on his phone, seemingly oblivious to your displeasure. Was he just joking? What was he doing?

The VERY next day you see Aventurine holding up not one but two skin tight dresses with fabric only hiding your more intimate areas. It was more like lingerie than a dress like something you’d see on a stripper.

He evidently wasn’t just teasing you.

As politely as you could, you told him it would hinder your fighting ability if anyone were to attack, so you absolutely couldn’t wear it. He made some futile comment about how he’d love to see you try so he could get a peek up your skirt to, you know, “negate the traumatizing experience of him being attacked.”

In the end, you won the argument, and Aventurine threw a tantrum, muttering something about giving them to a woman who’d actually appreciate a gift like that. You told him straight to his face that he should just give it to the many women he brought to bed each night then.

The surprised and hurt look on his face will forever be carved into your memory.

After that, he actively stopped calling you by his nicknames which, deep inside, you missed, or it might just be the guilt of seeing his usually inalterable flirtatious self turn into a sad kicked puppy of a man. You held onto your pride though and forced yourself to bite back any apology or reconsiderations of his request you may have had. The man should have known your job was on the line, and his insensitive acts of fickle flirtation could not sway you.

The very next day he was up to his usual antics, and you got the impression that he only seemed upset to try to guilt you. Asshole. It only made you more upset with him. Did he like playing with your emotions?

Did I mention he loves it when you say his name? Sometimes he’ll ignore your presence just to hear you say “Mr. Aventurine? Boss?! Sir, I’m talking to you.” In your signature annoyed tone. It makes his heart melt. The only thing he can think of is imagining how your little pants and sighs of his name sound while he’s on top of you. How would you sound if you weren’t constantly annoyed at him? If he brought you pleasure?

Honestly, he was whipped for you from day one, and his actions might sound annoying and overly flirtatious, but that’s just how he shows love.

I could tell you so many things that this man has done for your attention, but that’d probably be the length of the Holy Bible. There are so many places this could go, but I think this instance of his sticks out the most amongst many akin to it.

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You were used to casinos at this point. The loud blaring sounds of people playing the slot machines and thick, suffocating smell of alcohol were background sensations at this point. You couldn’t even bother to give them a second thought, not when a gun was pointed at the man you were supposed to be protecting. Safe to say the poker game was ruined. Champagne soiled the cards, shards of glass from the glasses littered the floor and table, and Aventurine, stupid Aventurine, had his hands raised in the air, his signature smirk pointed at the assailant like his own brand of deadly weapon.

“Hey, hey, now. This isn’t the place to have one of those, is it? Look, you ruined the cards!” Adventurine laughed, making a circling motion with his hand as if trying to gesture to the table of cards which were now soaked a yellowish brown color. Your hand rested on your gun, ready to fire at any sign of him about to pull the trigger. “Can’t we talk this out? I’m sure with a little persuasion you be happy to hand over-“

Your pistol fired later than his. Shit.

All that registered in your mind was the crying of two men, and Aventurine hunched over with a pained expression as he gripped his stomach. You were trained for this, but in your state of panic, you ran to him instead of making sure the attacker was dead. You scooped him up, struggling to carry him with your gun pointed at the now surrounded shooter while retreating from the casino. You wished you could make sure he was dead, but attending to Aventurine’s injuries were your first priority.

“You idiot. I told you to stop provoking people and look where we are!” You scolded him, Aventurine now quiet and clinging to your shoulders. You were too panicked to question his unusual behavior after just being shot in the stomach. “..If you’re worried, you won’t die. I got you.”

“I think that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me, Princess.” He laughed, setting his chin on your shoulder. Sensing something was off, you turned down an alleyway and skidded to a stop. He wasn’t screaming in pain nor were his cheeks stained with tears, even the adrenaline wouldn’t keep him from crying out, right? “I’m surprised it took you this long to catch on. No, I’m not-“

Before he could finish his sentence, you dropped him to the ground before crouching down and lifting his shirt up. No wounds in sight.

“Getting rather intimate, aren’t we? You should give me the chance to do this to you.”

“Shut up! What did you do, Aventurine?!” You demanded, yanking his shirt back down before leaning back on your haunches. He looked satisfied with himself as he shuffled to lean against the alley wall. His hat and glasses were gone, probably from the scuffle. He’d have her go get them later.

“Uh-uh, remember who you’re talking to, beautiful.” He smiled, running his hand through his hair and covering his right eye, the other one illuminating his face well enough to be able to see his features in the darkness. “But since you haven’t figured it out, I simply hired someone to shoot me with a blank which, by the way, hurt like a bitch still. I might still need you to kiss my booboo.”

He saw you were about to open your mouth again and placed a finger to your lips, shushing you. “And before you ask: I replaced your bullets with blanks too, so you didn’t shoot an innocent man. I’m not that cruel.”

“You’re cruel to me.” You murmured, knocking his hand away from your face. He smiled and gave you a little shrug, just like a mischievous toddler who was proud when he colored on the walls. “You're impossible. I can’t believe I was actually worried for your life!”

“Worried? I make crazy bets all the time, princess. Gambling my life is no strange feat to me, you should know this.” He smiled again, this time actually touching your lips with the tip of his finger. Your lips parted, the fabric of his gloves sending you spinning. How soft were his actual fingers? What did they look like under those gloves? Were they long, slender, and delicate, or did they have some edge to them, all calloused and rugged? You imagined the former; Aventurine didn’t do much. “But, I have a pretty good hand right now. I bet you won’t stop me from playing it and showing you my cards.”

“But you’re gambling with my feelings too. That’s different. I don’t like being used.” You steadied yourself against the wall, trying to rid your mind of thoughts about his hands. Wait, when did he get so close? You were backed against the wall now, Aventurine caging you there with his lanky form.

“And I’ll make it up to you, just relax, babydoll. I just needed to be close to you. I couldn’t take it anymore.” He placed his forehead against yours, squeezing his eyes shut. His hand fit perfectly with her cheek as if their bodies were crafted for each other. You weren’t so sure, but the way you were feeling right now wasn’t professional.

“Let me take care of you instead for a chance.” He left featherlight kisses on your forehead, trailing down the side of your face. Each kiss grew longer than the last, his lips unable to pull away from you. He cupped both of your cheeks, his lips nearly touching yours as he spoke. “You aren’t pushing me away. I did all this for a moment alone with you, away from prying eyes. Now the IPC can’t punish you if you indulge a little. Please, pretty girl, let me have this. Let me have you.”

You shuddered from his warm breath on your mouth, months of his teasing and antics festering inside you. Defeat was so easy in this moment, the taste of another person’s lips a fleeting memory ever since you got this job. His constant advances would only get worse the more you rejected him. Aventurine always got what he was due. Always. Whatever it be you warming his bed one night or taking you in the back of an alleyway, he’d get it. Deep down, you loved being chased, but now the hunter finally cornered its prey.

“Not again. Never again after this, okay? One time so you make it fucking count.” You grabbed him by his shirt collar, smashing your lips against his, the taste of champagne filling your mouth. He knew what he was doing and held the back of your head, tangling his fingers with your hair. Your actions caught him off guard though; he prepared for the crushing reality of you pushing him away, but you didn’t. Now he just needed to act like he knew you wouldn’t all along.

The softness of his lips lulled you into a daze, your hands aching from how tight you held onto him. Each time he pulled back for a breath, you didn’t give him much time to rest before your lips were on his again, asking for more which he provided with no hesitance. His teeth grazed your bottom lip, taking the delicate flesh between his teeth and playing with it before letting his tongue mold into yours.

“Someone’s a little needy. I could tell by the way you act that you’re pent up, but this is bad.” He fully pulled away with his face flushed, binding your wrists together and holding them above your head with one hand. He left open mouthed kisses down your neck to your chest. Not bothering to waste anymore time, he used his teeth to free your chest from the buttons of your blouse. “Fucking me in an alleyway like this? You must have wanted me from the beginning. Please say you’ve always wanted me, pretty girl. Please… please… fromday one, I’ve always needed you…”

He pulled down your bra with his teeth, kissing and sucking at your breasts with a hunger similar to that of a starving man. His tongue flicked over your delicate buds, moaning at the feeling of your warmth in his mouth. You were starting to think he was right. He acted like he really did need you. As you saw him buried in your chest, eyes filled with lust and desire, all your second thoughts faded to dust.

“Mr. Aventurine…” You tugged on his hair, blond locks soft as the finest silk. Of course he was soft and so delicate; he felt like he could break with one wrong move from you. How was he so torturous and annoying yet the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

Aventurine’s heart stopped at the sound of your whiny cry of his name. The sound he’s been craving was more beautiful than he could have ever thought.

“I got you, my princess. You’re so beautiful, so fucking gorgeous.” He held up his free hand to his lips, biting at the fabric a few times before getting a hold of the glove and slowly pulling it off. He kept eye contact with you as he did, giving you the impression he was trying to be seductive about it. Before you could say anything about it though, he was already back to your body, hands roaming down to the waistband of your pants.

Within moments, your pants and undergarments were bunched at your knees, and Aventurine got straight to abusing your clit, your already slick folds acting as the perfect lube. “You’re so wet for me. What a naughty, naughty girl you are. So bad, you couldn't hold back that professional facade for long. Were your panties always dripping when you got home? Did you touch yourself and think about me doing this? What a fucking slut.”

He chuckled and collected the slick before shoving a single finger into you, letting out a louder moan than you. He loved the way you felt around him, how tight you were squeezing just one finger. “Fuck… so tight. Can you even take another?” He managed to get another finger into you, stretching you out as he twisted deeper inside of you. He worked at a slow pace while also kissing your neck and chest, selfishly leaving marks in his wake. Eventually, he sped up, losing himself as he pounded into you with another finger.

Your body convulsed, hiccuping in pleasure. “Fuck! Fuck! S-sir-! Shit, I’m gonna- gonna...” You leaned your head on his shoulder, biting down hard to silence your moans and other noises. What had been but five minutes, and you were already falling apart.

“So fast and easy. Cum then, you fucking whore, cum all over daddy’s fingers.” He demanded, slamming his fingers deeper inside of you. You threw your head back, crying out profanities you hope nobody passing by heard. Your walls clenched around him, a wave of pleasure crashing through your body as you coated his fingers in your pleasure.

“There you go, just like that. You feel so good squeezing my fingers like that, good girl.” He pulled out of you after helping you come down from your high, his long, slender fingers covered in your release. He didn’t waste any time in getting rid of the evidence, moaning at your taste as he licked himself clean. “So good, I love you…”

He hoped you didn’t hear that last part, biting his lip to silence the words he just spoke. Thankfully, you looked too dazed to care. If you brought it up later, he’d tease you until you didn’t think it happened.

He let go of your wrists and embraced you, cradling your head against his chest and letting you put yourself back together. He kissed your forehead, mumbling any praises he could think of in your ear. He wanted to savor this moment because in a few minutes, he knew he’d be pushed away again. No matter how good he made you feel; you’d make it clear to him that you’d never fall for one of his traps again. That’s just the woman you were, and he didn’t make bets he knew he couldn’t win.

A/N: this kinda got out of hand, and Aventurine bangs his bodyguard turned into Aventurine becomes a menace (again). If anyone likes this, I’d be happy to make a part two with more detail on how they got together. I apologize to the requester if this isn’t what you had in mind, but I still hope you enjoyed it! <3

Requests are open!

#hsr aventurine #hsr x reader #hsr x reader smut #hsr smut #star rail aventurine #aventurine x reader smut #aventurine smut #aventurine x reader #aventurine honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader smut #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #smut #18+ mdni #mdni

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wriothesleybear · 2 months

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Gallagher is an old fashioned romantic. Meaning he is a gentlemen who will bring you your favorite flowers, kiss you on the back of your hand every time he greets you, hold the door open for you, serenade you with his saxophone, use his vest to put over a puddle so you can walk over it. (Okay, maybe not the last one but you get what I mean.) Although he looks unkempt and doesn't seem like he cares much by looking at his disheveled attire, he actually cares a lot about his s/o. He will make the time for you even if he's tired from work. Spending time with you is his favorite part of the day and it's what he looks forward to, which helps gets him through his stressful jobs. He really likes chill dates where you two just talk, bask in each others presence, and do simple mundane things. If you wanted to go out and do something exciting, he wouldn't mind, but he really enjoys your chill dates the most.

Man will swoon you. The type of man to cover the floor with a trail of rose petals that lead to the bed which is also covered in rose petals. Then he would proceed to make love to you on said rose petal covered bed. And it would be the slow, passionate sex where you're both not in a rush to get off and take your time exploring and admiring each other's body. He's really good at appreciating his woman, both in general and in bed. Just imagine being married to this man. Having this man as your boyfriend is basically like having him as your husband. This man will do anything for you. He'd be like a house husband. Cooking, running errands, cleaning the house, getting on his knees for you (I may be delulu but hear me out).

A part of me feels like he isn't the type to sleep around, you know like having flings. Dating around takes a lot of time and energy which he doesn't care for so when he finds someone he really likes, he's in it for the long haul like you're stuck with him. His thoughts on marriage are pretty simple. He could see marriage with you in the future, but he believes you don't need a piece of paper or wedding to make your love for each other official. If you want to get married, he's down. If you don't want to get married, he's down as well. He literally could go either way, he's chill like that.

#MDNI #i just had to dump my thoughts about this hunk of a gentleman #one more week until he's here ! ><#hsr gallagher #gallagher x reader #gallagher headcanons #gallagher smut #hsr headcanons #hsr x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail headcanons #honkai star rail smut #gallagher

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deer-fic-fics · 5 months

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“O-oh my god!” “God’s not here. Say my name instead.”

( MDNI, No Age in Bio DNI )

CW: handjob (Argenti receiving), degradation (Argenti receiving), sacrilege/blasphemy towards an Aeon, worship kink (reader receiving… kinda)

Info: GN, Dom, Sadistic Reader

Argenti babbling on and on about Idrila while you’re touching him gets old quickly.

Argenti tosses his head back against the pillows, auburn locks splayed like rays of the setting sun around his flushed, fucked-out face. His hips rock mindlessly against your hand as he grips desperately at your waist, your back, anything to keep you close… and he breathlessly mutters praises about how good it feels. It might be flattering— if he didn’t keep mentioning them.

You still your hand, willing yourself to keep your patience. Argenti looks up at you pleadingly, a clueless whine of “why?” leaving his lips.

You scoff, shoving your thumb into his mouth. “Idrila this, Idrila that. Is Idrila the one holding you? Is Idrila the one fucking you stupid?”

You lean in close, “are you looking into Idrila’s eyes right now, or mine?”

Argenti’s eyes widen, wanting to protest that Idrila is in all beauty— more shit you don’t want to hear. You press your thumb into his tongue harder, making him wince and twitch against your palm. “Shut up.”

He lets out a high whine, but doesn’t try to argue.

“That’s what I thought,” you sneer, roughly dragging your hand up his length. He whimpers piteously and sucks at your thumb, eyes rolling into the back of his head. “I’m the one who makes you feel so good. I’m the one you ought to be worshipping…”

Argenti spills over your fist with a low, devastated moan that rings through your mind. All you can think of is how you want to hear it again, and again, and again. Feverishly, you stroke him harder, using his cum as lube. Argenti whines and winces, teeth accidentally digging into your thumb.

All you can do is laugh. “What would Idrila think if they could see you now?”

#uh. anyway 🧍#hsr #honkai star rail #my thoughts #smut #Argenti x Reader #Argenti smut #hsr smut #Argenti #gn reader #dom reader #nsft #mdni #sub Argenti

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thenightsecrets · 2 months

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thinkin about gallagher ‘n his biiig fingers

how he takes it slow, making sure to stretch you out properly because you both know how big he is

how he’d coo at your whines, finding you just adorable when you beg for more

how he’d move his other hand up, stuffing them in your mouth to keep you quiet

how he’d press down on your tongue as you choke back moans, knowing how you love your mouth full of him

how he’d give in when tears start streaming down your face, filling you to the hilt and kissing your tears away

how his fingers stay in your mouth, the other hand toying with your nipples as he takes you to heaven and back

just… gallagher :(

#— works.#gallagher smut #mdni #honkai #honkai star rail #hsr #gallagher #hsr smut #honkai smut #x reader #gn reader #smut #18+

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ashyllum · 7 hours

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E-Whore (Lewd Streamer Reader x HSR men with lewd intentions) Veritas Ratio | Sunday | Blade | Jing Yuan (different scenarios for each men ♡)

GN! Kinda degrading terms used for reader simply because he would do it canonically, and i have a humiliation kink

Being a Trailblazer is amazing, but since it technically made you jobless, you needed some way to fund your shopping sprees when you visit new planets, so while some of your crewmates resort to farming calyx, you chose the easy way.

You had a hot body and you knew how to use it, making you an instant hit on the streaming site, moreover, as the site connected to servers in multiple galaxies, the chances of anyone you knew or will meet in real life knowing your side hustle are slim enough to never happen, right?

Wrong.

Despite Dr Ratio being a man of virtue and self-righteousness, he still has his moments where he is simply Veritas, a man with urges, annoying urges, and hormones that hinder his progress and goals, and despite him being able to overcome those distractions most days, today simply wasn't one of them.

So he reluctantly laid on his bed, putting up whatever porno that could get him going, till his eyes wandered out on the pesky ads flashing on the screen, beside the video he was jacking off to.

An ad for a streaming site, displaying a 'currently live' bouncy little thing stuffing their holes with a sizable vibrating dildo while making the cutest aroused faces as their body shuddered in pleasure. And out of character for him, his fingers automatically pressed on the link before his brain could even process it, as he got redirected to the streaming site.

Blink.

"Ohh", he let out audibly, as he felt his dick twitch. It's you, the troublesome little trailblazer that was too foolish and defiant to hear out about their own stupidity, pouting and calling him pretentious (although that one was because of his mask), for when he told you 'how you're a hindrance for the work environment' when he first saw you in Herta's space station prancing around mindlessly, flirting and greeting the scientists during their working hours.

And now here you are, not only are you a pesky idiot, but also, a whore spreading their legs on camera for the whole world to see. But despite how low he thought of you, god did you look so good.

He let out low grunts, as he pumped the length of his shafts, pleased by the soft moans you were making on-screen, cute little whore, whining as a customer sent you a paid request to increase the vibration level, adoring the way your body shuddered.

So, stripping himself of his morals, he opened the token store, fingers moving as fast as possible to finish the payment as his fist was getting tainted by his precum as he sent you a tip, immediately hiking up to the stream's top donor, and despite him never consumed any lewd stream before the way your face lit up when you saw the big tip made him shiver in pleasure, ejaculating hard as you moaned out 'Ver' his username he put up in a hurry.

He laid there for a few minutes his mind hazy, and the post nut clarity hitting in hard, he really spent his money on an e-whore, him, the esteemed doctor ratio wasting his money just to hear you moan out his name.

And the worst of it was he knew he would do it again.

(Ps - He will call you whore or generally call your activities in private when he see you again irl)

#honkai star rail #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x you #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr dr ratio x you #hsr #dr ratio #veritas x reader #veritas ratio #hsr veritas #hsr ratio x reader #veritas ratio x reader #veritas ratio x you #mdni #18+ mdni

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smallestapplin · 2 months

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Give me something!

🔞18+ only! MDNI! Please respect my boundaries.🔞

Please note : I've never played Honkai star rail, I can't, but I love everything I've heard and seen, so I wrote this for my partner :3

WARNING! : this fic contains pegging, edging, reader is gender neutral, afab but also gets called handsome. Sampo is desperate. Top dom reader gets flipped. Good boy is used.

You breathe a sigh of relief once you enter the Astral Express, finally done with such a tedious mission which luckily wasn't hard, the fights were easier than expected and you managed to get what you were looking for. Though you needed to reward your help, after all without him none of this would be possible.

You wave goodnight to the trailblazer and others before heading off to your room, which was luckily in an area by itself, just perfect for you as you wanted to hear his pretty sounds.

A chuckle leaves you the second you open your door, just to see Sampo sitting at the edge of your bed. You smile at him, trying not to laugh as he squirms in place.

"Excited much?" You raise an eyebrow at how he's practically shaking his ass in anticipation.

The blue and purple-haired man sits on your bed, stripped completely naked. His cock throbbing and leaking precum, his thighs shaking all jittery.

"C'mon doll don't be so mean to me!" He whines, but he cuts it off when you narrow your eyes at him.

"What are you doing on the bed, you know good boys wait on the floor."

His eyes widen but he's quick to slide off the bed and drop to the floor, on his knees legs spread for you. You make your way pass him, only pausing in your step to run your fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp like he's a puppy.

Sampo leans into your touch, humming happily as he chases your hand when you resume walking to your closet door. He quickly whimpers when your hand leaves his head and focuses on your opening closet door.

His eyes lock onto the very familiar clear box that you pull out, popping it open and pulling out that beloved strap he adores so much. You have to stifle a laugh hearing him whine loudly.

"You're so cute and we haven't even started."

"Can't help it! Please, I've been waiting for this all day. I gave you what you needed for your mission, did everything just for you, and half price too!" He's already drooling.

"I know baby, I know, and you did such a good job for me." You pat his cheek before stripping out of your clothes.

The moment your panties hit the ground he's moving to your feet, his hands on your thighs trying to balance himself as he tries to shove his face between your legs. He's blind to the glare you send his way, only made aware when you thread your fingers into his hair and yank his head back.

Sampo whimpers, his lips quivering from the painful pleasure you give him.

"And you were doing so good too. I should punish you for not being able to wait two minutes."

You almost want to laugh at how wide his eyes get, the look of panic and betrayal on his face at your words. Sampo tries to shake his head, even if it's still stuck in place from your hold.

"No! No no, I promise I'll behave! Please don't keep me waiting any longer, please please please!"

He's so desperate, it's so cute.

"Fine, since you have been good thus far. C'mon baby, hop up." You pat the bed, gesturing for him to climb on it.

He moves quickly, easily darting passed you to get at the center of the bed behind you. he lays down, his chest to the bed shoulders easily to the bed, as if he's done this many times before. You coo at him for looking so pretty for you with his ass up in the air.

Sampo shudders feeling your hand lightly trail from the nape of his neck down to his plump ass. He jumps, mewling as a slap echoes in the room, and his asscheek begins to sting from your swift smack.

You rub the soft pink mark you left across his skin, soothing the heat before squeezing and pulling his cheek back. Your eyes lock onto the silver-colored buttplug, smirking at such a pretty sight of his hole already stuffed and prepped for you.

"And you did just as asked too! You're being so good today."

You don't give him time to respond to you, already grabbing the flared base of the toy and slowly pulling it out. Sampo grips the sheets, his breathing coming out in shaky stutters. His body trembles, only to fall limp with a pitiful whine, feeling so empty without anything filling him anymore.

"You're such a pitiful little thing. It's so cute how desperate you are."

You can't help but tease him a little, getting to watch his hole clench, just silently begging you to fill him. Sampo pushes his ass back, trying to tempt you into touching him more, trying to make you fuck him. He's already held up his end of the deal, and with a different price AND half off, just for you! So why must you taunt him like this?

"Mmm c'mooon! I've been so good, such a good boy for you, I swear I have." He bites his quivering lip, his eyes fluttering shut as your hand drags down the back of his thigh and around to grab his weeping dick.

"Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!" He cries out, bucking his hips into your hand.

You coo softly at him, leaning down so your chest is against his back, you kiss his neck leaving soft bites along his pale skin marking him, distracting him from your plan.

You know he's your good boy, he's done so well for you, but how can you not bully him a little? Especially after how demanding he's been, you need to put him in his place just a little. You reach back with your free hand, slowly reaching for that clear box and grabbing a silicone ring.

One you know is the bane of Sampo's existence.

Sampo mewls, when he feels your other hand moving towards his leaking length, excitement coursing through his veins at just the thought fuck what you could do to him. His green eyes shoot wide open the moment that cock ring settles around the base of his shaft.

"W-wait wait, come on now don't be so cruel!" He looks back at you, his pretty eyes watering from his inevitable denial.

"See, now that's exactly why it's on you. When I think you've learned some manners I'll let you pour all that cum into me, got it?"

You're such a tease! So mean to him!... Fuck, he loves it.

"Now stay put."

You order him to stay while you get off the bed, grabbing the strap on you slip into it and tighten the straps over your hips and around your thighs. Sampo tries to lay there and lay still, he already wants to cum so badly! He's been waiting for this for hours, with nothing but that buttplug inside him as he waited for you.

And then you do this to him? Make him wait more?

His ears perk up at the sound of your harness smacking against your thighs as you tighten them, making him shake purely eager for you to *finally* fuck him.

"Hnn please fuck me already! I need it! Fuck me fill me- ah!"

He jolts, his back arching as you smack his ass again. He looks at you with tears stinging his eyes, only moving his arms to cling to the pillow beneath him, holding it to his face and chest.

He can hear you moving about, uncapping the lube and lathering it all over your fake cock. With each second that ticks by the more antsy he gets, he's been waiting for you to come back from that stupid mission like a good boyfriend, stretched himself just like you asked him to, and sat all pretty too!-

Sampo gasps, brought out of his thoughts from the cold feeling of your lubed strap brushing against his hole. He holds still for the first time of the night, waiting with a bated breath silently pleading for you to fuck him.

It's agonizing how slow you push the tip of your dick into his asshole. Your hands stay on his hips, digging your nails into his skin to keep him steady as you push more of your strap into him, inch by inch slowly disappearing into him.

Once you bottom out he takes a shaky breath, his chest heaving and cock left twitching.

"Are you okay, baby?" You coo so condescendingly into his ear, chuckling at his pathetic whine.

"Yes yes fuck me! Break me! Oohh please, I need your fat cock to breaking me-!!" Sampo shrieks, his jaw hangs open letting out his whorish sounds for all to hear as you give him what he wants, thrusting into him like he's nothing but a common whore.

He chokes on air gasping, trying to catch his breath but you merely fuck him harder. Sampo arches his back, raising his plump ass higher for you to meet your harsh thrusts. You watch his cheeks jiggle with each slap of your hips.

"You take my cock so well, taking all of it like a fuckin' champ."

"Aah, gotta cum, please please I'm- fuck! Lemme cum, I can't take it!"

You sigh loudly, exaggerating your disappointment.

"Already? I thought you could last longer."

You laugh softly at his choked sob. Your tip slammed into his prostate over and over again, imprinting your dick into his ass. He can't think, he can hardly breathe, he's drowning in your presence, your scent-

You quickly pull out of him, not even waiting to hear him cry, you flip him over, manhandling him to lay on his back. His world spins before he sees your face. He blinks only to realize what you're doing when you toss his legs over your hips, you don't even give him a moment to process it all, already pushing your cock back into his awaiting hole.

You watch him toss his head back, droopy eyes crossing from just your dick filling him again.

"You make the sluttiest expression for me. You're my whore, right?" You smile, chuckling at his dumb smile.

"M'yours, only yours! Mm- shit! Only, haa, you can fuck me this good!" Oh how earnestly he answers you, desperate to prove he's your good boy.

Aeons above your pussy are so wet just from seeing him like this, hearing his lewd moans, and seeing his fucked out expressions, it's almost too much for you.

Almost.

His cock bounces between you two, moving from your hard-hitting thrusts and dripping his precum all over his stomach, though it's almost like you fucked the ability to think out of him.

Not a coherent thought rings in Sampo's head, only mustering the strength to think about your cock and wanting to cum so badly, but he can't form the words, his tongue feels so heavy in his mouth.

His breath catches in his throat as you grind your dick into him, pressing deeply into him so you can press your chests together.

"I think you've been good enough pretty boy. You deserve a reward."

It's so cute how he perks up at the sound of a 'reward'.

"Oohh thank you! Thank you, I swear I'm your good boy!"

He's trembling, watching your movements with undivided attention. He tries not to whine when you slowly pull your strap out of him, though he already misses it greatly. You unfasten the harness and toss it off the bed, eyes never leaving Sampo's as you crawl back over to him, straddling his thighs.

His eyes go wide at just how close your pussy is to his dick.

You drag your nails lightly from his chest down to his stomach, only stopping just shy of his shaft. You grab hold of the cock ring, carefully stretching it wide and taking it off of him.

"Don't cum yet." You firmly tell him, just loving to watch him struggle to hold back the urge.

Sampo grips the sheets below him, balling it up in his fists trying to steady his breathing. You lift yourself, positioning his dick to your entrance, slowly lowering yourself, just barely getting his bulbous tip in before he tenses up.

You look at him confused for a moment, only for them to widen as Sampo screams his cum flooding your pussy, filling it to the brim with his spend. You moan softly feeling the heat of his cum fill you, it feels so good after so long with no stimulation.

You gasp as Sampo grabs your hips and slams you down, making you take all of his cock. You arch your back, crying out the pleasurable burn of taking all of him at once. However, you don't get a chance to recover before he's already thrusting into you, using your cunt as his personal fleshlight.

"M'sorry! Oh sorry I just- fuck! Fuckfuckfuck, I love your pretty pussy!" He just can't take it, he's addicted to your needy hole fluttering around him.

"S-Sampo slow- mm! Slow down!"

It's like he can't hear you, lost to ecstasy, only fucking you with his fat cock, rutting into you like a heat-stricken beast. Drool leaks down his chin, his eyes rolling back as he can feel you're close to cumming.

"Yes yes yes, milk my cock! C'mon, handsome!" His tongue hangs limp from his open mouth slurring his pleads.

You slam your hands onto his chest, trying to balance yourself on the monster below you. He looks so pretty fucked out like this, but you're not any better.

His cock kisses your cervix with every piston of his hips, fucking every thought out of your head. Your eyes cross and your mouth drops open, letting out a loud squeal as you cum. Your pussy flutters and clenches around Sampo's cock.

His head drops back against the pillows, a loud groan leaves him as his balls clench before fucking more of his thick cum into your pussy. But he doesn't slow down or stop, he keeps going.

Your world skins and before you know it he's on top of you, your back against the bed and legs over his shoulders. He leans down, slamming his lips onto yours, his tongue easily sliding in and dancing around yours, muffling both of your pornographic sounds.

His hips wetly smacked into yours, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, promising to fill you with more of his cum.

After all, he waited hours for you, he has to make up for lost time.

#smut #spicy #hsr x reader smut #hsr sampo x reader smut #honkai star rail smut #Honkai star rail sampo smut #honkai star rail sampo x reader smut #sampo x reader smut #honkai star rail x reader smut #mdni #🔞🔞🔞#this was for my dear but the friend that beta read it yelled at me to post it/lovingly #adults only!

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what-the-dark-has-foretold · 11 months

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Modern au!Blade as your bf would be so cute

I just know you'd be the dominant one in the relationship, he's just always following your lead. You tell him to get something from the other room, he's up in a second, brain empty just you. You're his first gf and you're so pretty and sweet and smart and he'd do anything you asked him for without wasting a single thought on it. Because why would he? He trusts you with his life.

Mind you, when you introduced your Ren to certain kinks...he did after a while take all the reigns in bed to himself. He can be so intimidating and commanding in bed ugh the duality I love him so much!!!

#blade x reader #hsr blade #ren x reader #jin x reader #blade smut #blade hsr smut #ren smut #jin smut #jin hsr smut #ren hsr smut #what-the-dark-has-foretold #el 💜#mdni #smut #hsr #honkai star rail

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yintsukareta · 1 year

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thinking abt geppie

specifically like babytrapping him..... like he's so so sweet n all why wouldn't you want his children?? he'd be so into the moment that he wouldn't even realize, before he knows it he's cumming so much inside of you. he'd be such a perfect father too!! if you ever need anything he's running back to you (despite being busy with work) and doing whatever you need.

#guys im down bad for this man #hgngngmgnnggng i'd write for his but god am i shit at writing smut #mdni #gepard smut #hsr smut #gepard x reader

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kiwicopia · 3 months

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🔞 Dr. Veritas Ratio x Fem!Reader (blurb) 🔞

TW: mean Veritas, degradation, pent up Veritas, fwb/ free use situation, rough blowjob, cum swallowing, slight dacryphilia, hair pulling, against the wall position.

He loved seeing you like this. On your knees, back pressed against the wall with his cock shoved down your throat. You gagged every time his bulbous tip brushed against the back of your throat, bringing forth tears that only served to further his movements. Such a thing happened quite often, and neither of you voiced any issue over the agreement you both shared.

"Fuck," he rasped, one hand tightly fisting your hair while the other pressed against the wall, keeping himself steady as his dick inched further down your throat. Work left Veritas stressed and pent up to the point where he felt like snapping, but he didn't. Not when he had you. "Look at you, taking me so well. Like the slut I always knew you were."

Your teary eyes met his hungry gaze, hands pawing at his hips for something to hold onto while he continued abusing your pretty, little mouth. Your throat vibrated with soft moans and whines, causing him to groan softly at the pleasure it brought to his cock.

He'd praise you for being such a good girl to him, letting him use you every time he was stressed, but there was no fun in that. The man groaned again when your tongue slid along his length, and he couldn't help but tug your hair, causing you to whine out once more.

"You better swallow," he hissed, his hips growing sporadic with the pace. He was close and you knew it. Your cheeks suddenly hollowed out in an effort to help him cross the line, and Veritas came hard.

The hand he had on the wall quickly left to grip the side of your face, helping the other to keep you steady as he shoved his dick into your mouth one last time, finally spilling himself down your throat. The man panted hard as he leaned his forehead against the wall, not bothering to remove himself from between your plump lips until he knew you swallowed his cum.

You were used to his taste, a balanced mix of salty and sweet. Only when he felt your throat move to gulp him down did he finally pull his cock from your mouth. Veritas couldn't help the smirk that etched itself onto his face. You were a good girl, you were, but you made an even better whore. All for him to do with and use as he pleased.

His eyes lowered when you looked back up at him. Such sweet, pretty doe eyes. His thumb rubbed gentle circles on your cheek, and he made a mental note on when to use you next time.

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fireflysymphony · 4 months

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Kinks I think Aventurine would have

MDNI 18+ content ahead

A/N: I wanted to make one for Aventurine too since he’s the love of my life. Hope you enjoy this little menace <3

Word Count: 1.9k

Content Warning: I tried to make it as gender neutral as possible but phrases like “princess,” “pretty thing,” and “good girl/boy” are used as well, possibility of female anatomy being mentioned, Aventurine refers to himself as “daddy,” bondage, a lot of pet names that are both praising and degrading, mirror sex, exhibitionism, don’t tell Aventurine but he has a bit of a DDLG/B complex, body worship, dom/sub roles, mentions of spanking, not proofread, let me know if I need to add anything else <3

Pet Names

ANY nickname is fair game. One moment you're his princess, pretty girl/boy, good girl/boy, etc. and then like five minutes later he’s calling you his bitch, whore, slut, and whatever else have you. It’s always a 50/50 chance on what you get, and no, these pet names aren’t solely for the bedroom. You could be out with Aventurine, minding your own business, when you hear him say “yeah, they’re just my whore, aren’t they the loveliest little peach you’ve ever seen? ^^” And you just have to sit there wondering what made you fall in love with him in the first place. And those are only the slightly suggestive nicknames. He’ll pull out the most embarrassing or babying nicknames he can think of ALL THE TIME, but that’s a discussion for another time. Like everything with Aventurine, a give and take is a must. Just like the debt collector he is, he’s making you pay him back for giving you such cute and unique pet names, despite your protests that his names are in fact not unique and some aren’t cute. When you do eventually agree, You’re in luck since Aventurine has the perfect nicknames already picked out for you to call him. Why don’t you start calling him daddy? He’s not subtle about the title he wants to be called and may whine about it if you refuse to address him as such. You can appease him by calling him some other authoritative nickname. Mr. Aventurine or my dear sir are two of his favorites. One day though you decided to be a little shit and call him Mr. Bossy Pants, and he pouted for a good five minutes before bending you over his knee and teaching you a lesson. He can get pissy about the smallest things. Even as the “dom” in the relationship, he’s more of a whiny needy bitch than anyone. (Bonus: he’s probably tried to call you pookie before too).

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Aventurine stomped his foot against the ground, wearing an annoyed glare as he gave you a look like he was waiting for you to say something— or more likely waiting for you to apologize for what you just did. You couldn’t help but snicker, not addressing Aventurine with a nickname was almost if not worse than fucking him over in a game of cards.

“What’s wrong, Aventurine? You look like you want to say something.” You cover your mouth to hide your smile which is when he grabbed your wrists, holding them with one hand and using the other to pull you closer.

“You know what you did, princess! I don’t even go that far.” Aventurine pouts harder, lowering down to kiss your neck as if that would suck the pet names out of you. He didn’t understand why you were doing this. Did you want attention, or was it…

Oh.

You were trying to provoke him. He could see it in the way your eyes crinkled and sparkled whenever he looked at you. Devilish little thing, getting off on being punished by him.

“I get it now. I think you need to be taught a lesson for disrespecting me, naughty thing.” He smiled innocently, a teasing lilt to his words as he nuzzled your nose with his. His hands wandered down to your ass, and he yanked you flush against him. “Do you think you can handle it? Because I’ll have you screaming ‘daddy’ whether you want to or not.”

Mirror Sex

He’ll love this ESPECIALLY if it embarrasses you. He likes making you watch yourself and showing you how good he makes you feel. Even if you're bratty or mad at him, you can’t escape him and will come crawling to him on all fours if it means you get another taste of him. He will also either hold or tie your hands behind your back to stop your from covering yourself. If you force his hand, he’ll even tie your legs apart, so be good and keep them spread because that’s a hassle! He’s not at all patient with a shy partner either if that wasn’t easy to tell. If you have any bodily insecurities, then you probably shouldn’t tell him because then those are the body parts he focuses on most. He has a big thing for body worship, particularly your body, but if you’re really uncomfortable with it, he’s more than happy to talk through it with you and lighten up. Back to the body worship, as I’ve mentioned before, everything is a two way street with him, so he expects you to worship his body back, but that can always be saved for another day.

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“Look at you, such a pretty thing.”

He positioned you on one of his knees, both legs spread apart and his hand playing with you between your legs. Your wrists were tied behind your back with a piece of silky rope, Aventurine using his other hand to keep your face pointed towards the mirror. “You can’t wait to get fucked like this, huh? I know you like seeing just how pretty you are as you get filled with my cock. No, no, princess, don’t try to look away now.”

He dug his nails into your cheeks to keep you still, kissing you along your neck and collarbone. He nibbled on the soft bits of skin he knew would elicit a noise from you, bruising the spots he knew people would see. Sometimes, he thought about wearing lipstick just so he had a map of places he kissed on you. If there weren't lipstick smears everywhere, he wasn’t doing his job right. But since he didn’t have any on, he’d just leave little love bites everywhere!

You watched him do this, the warmth of his fingers between your thighs sending jolts of pleasure through your nerves. It was difficult to believe that the person squirming and whining in the mirror was you, and it was getting more impossible to want to look away. Seeing yourself drool like this while you loll your head back against Aventurine’s chest was almost surreal. You bucked your hips, watching the motion with an agasped look. Being Aventurine’s little whore on display was starting to feel not so bad.

“D’aw, pretty baby, you’re getting all needy, aren’t you? It’s barely been five minutes and you’re already ready for me to fuck you dumb?” His fingers left you, drenched and soaking from your juices. You shivered, both in shame and satisfaction as you watched him lick them clean, taking his time as his tongue swirled around each finger as if he was savoring the taste of you.

“Mhm…please daddy, f-fuck me. I wanna see you do it…” You whispered, hovering your hips slightly off his lap. He grabbed your hips, stilling you before beginning to gently rock you against his clothed dick.

“You already know what daddy wants to hear. I can’t tell if that makes you my good girl/boy or just a common slut.” He groaned, feeling himself grow harder through his pants. “I’ll give you what you want, babydoll. I want you to see how drenched my cock is when we’re through. You’d like that, yeah? Show both of us how good it feels to be daddy’s little toy.”

Exhibitionism

He’ll take you out to casinos with him and call you his “lucky charm.” During rounds of poker, he’ll keep you on his lap with a hand on your thigh, laughing and chatting along with whoever he’s playing against that night. Only you and him know that the real reason he’s here is to collect some minor debts from people, but since when did that stop him from having a little fun along the way? During these nights, you can always tell what he’s up to since he always requests you wear something with easier access to your nether regions. If you refuse him, he’ll still paw at you through your pants or pull them down all together. It’s your funeral if anyone sees, not his. He was even kind enough to advise you beforehand! He likes the thrill in watching you squirm, and you always know when he’s enjoying himself because a little twinkle appears in his eyes when a little noise slips from your lips. For a man who always wins his bets, that twinkle is rare to see when an ordinary poker game is going on.

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“I heard that, you know. A little whore like you can’t even keep your moans quiet in a place like this? I’m not even touching you yet either!” His chin rested on your shoulder, and though his words were whispered and only for your ears, the possibility of someone else hearing him sent a shiver down your spine. The way he had you on display was already suspicious enough— in his lap with one hand constantly under the table. Aventurine made it a point to kiss your neck and nibble at your ear whenever someone around them glanced your way. Everyone in this damned casino had to know what he was doing. Aventurine probably paid them off to keep them quiet, right? You knew him best and that was the only explanation as to why everyone was acting so normal.

“Relax, pretty girl/boy, you’re trembling and not from my fingers down there.” The warmth from his airy chuckle fanned over the back of your neck, your hairs standing up. He continued caressing your thigh, his fingers climbing dangerously close to your nether regions— enough to make you stiffen and your breath hitch— before they returned to their usual place. His nails dug into the skin of your inner thigh, pinching and kneading at the fleshy skin. “I’ve got you, my sweet good luck charm. Our little secret under the table is safe unless you really want me to stop.”

His hand left your thigh, resting on the table near his half full glass of champagne. You bit your bottom lip, squirming to try to relieve the ache between your legs. “Careful, if you keep moving like this, everyone will know how much of a slut you are. You didn’t want that before, so-“

You couldn’t take much more of his teasing, so you grabbed his hand and set it back on your thigh. “Keep going, now. I need this.” You gritted your teeth, leaning your head on his chest. Hopefully, the rest of the casino goers saw it as you being tired and resting on your boyfriend instead of what it really was.

“Tch. I didn’t hear a ‘please sir’ or a ‘da-“

“Please, daddy, I want you to fuck me right now in this casino. Just… I fucking need you! So hurry.” You whined, and you swear you saw that damned twinkle flash in his eyes for a split second. How was he having fun with this?

“As you wish, but you’ve made these past few minutes rather difficult. I couldn’t focus on the game.” His palm pressed into your clothed private parts, pressing down harshly before beginning to rhythmically paw at you. He thumbed the band of your bottoms in preparation for what’s to come. “If you end up coming from this and ruining th in e nice outfit I bought you, I hope you know what fate awaits you when we’re home.”

Requests are open <3

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wriothesleybear · 3 months

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Gallagher would be the type who is into lazy, slow sex. He's a tired old man so he wouldn't mind if you took control and rode him for the rest of the night. In return, he'll fill you up to the brim with his warm cum.

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deer-fic-fics · 4 months

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( MDNI, No Age in Bio DNI )

Consider: lazily milking Argenti’s cock while the two of you lay in bed together. He’s basking in the afterglow of his first orgasm, all sparkles and rosy blush, when you drag your fingers through the mess he made of his own stomach. Argenti twitches at your touch, crystalline eyes flying open to stare at you incredulously as you lower yourself down. He whimpers, fighting the urge to look away that washes over him. He can’t look away and risk missing such beauty— but his eyes flutter shut at the feeling of your tongue lapping up his release anyway, instinctually biting his own fist to stifle his groans. He thinks he might die and see Idrila right then and there as you take his soft, overly sensitive cock into your hands and clean it with your tongue, too, paying special attention to roughly swipe your tongue against the divot in the head of his cock.

#idk what the name of the little dent in the head of cocks is called but it’s cute #mdni #nsft #hsr #my thoughts #honkai star rail #smut #argenti #argenti honkai star rail #argenti x reader #hsr smut #hsr x reader #hsr argenti #hsr fanfic

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rosenongrata · 2 months

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heavy in your arms – i

Summary: After losing a challenge against Dr. Ratio, Kagome feels herself to be indebted to him. She returns the “favor”, only to be surprised by his sudden compassion and consideration.

A/N: RAHHHH I LOVE THESE TWO TOGETHER FOR SOME REASON. WHAT. FUCK IT WE BALL?? anyway. this is. very much didn't have a definitive plot in mind lmaooo. enjoy anyway ? might write a pt2 or smth. lol we'll seeeee

c.w/s:MDNI/NOTSFW. OC x Canon, OC-insert. soft Ratio hours. slightly implied past SA in the OCs past (not by any characters), but it's rly vague. oral sex (OC/fem receiving). soft soft soft times. have i said it's soft? anyway, if i forgot something, hmu!

w.c: 1.2k

“Dr. Ratio…” Kagome mutters, gloved hands on his thighs – he can feel the nervous tremble in her palms, extending to her whole body. “Please…be gentle with me—” She clears her throat as she sits on her knees in front of him, “Th-this is a mere favor, s-so don’t test my patience—”

“You can call me Veritas now.” He sighs, one of his fully unclothed hands snaking its way to cover her own – but it only makes her tremble and grimace further. “This is no demand from me, I am certain you know this… Correct?”

“Y-Yes, sir…” She nods and stares up at him, her pupils constricted with what he assumes is fear.

He sighs again, eyes now laden with mild frustration and mostly confusion, “Kagome.” He grabs both of her hands, causing her heart to jump into her throat as he pulls her to her feet, “I will not allow you to do this if you are frightened. I do not know exactly what is causing your fright, but I will not be taking advantage of it.” He informs, voice heavy with severity.

“My apologies…” She turns her head away – eyes screwed shut – but he’s quick to angle her face back toward him, “Huh?” Her eyes blow wide open again while a nervous sweat breaks out on her forehead and neck.

“Do not apologize for whatever you believe you did wrong. You have neither offended or upset me thus far. So, quit apologizing over nothing.” He commands with an abnormal amount of fragility in his tone.

“I-I– But, I–”

He presses his lips against her own – deep and fierce, but not with an ounce of roughness. One of his hands slips over the back of her head while the spare one cradles her lower back. She gasps from the shift of words to action, a moan soon following after – leaving wonderful tingles along his lips.

“If you cannot stop apologizing, then I will simply have to silence you.” He smirks, soft and hot breaths brushing against her velvety smooth lips.

She blinks repeatedly – for once taking a long moment to register what’s happening. He lets her take an adequate amount of time, his gilded stare watching her diligently – taking in every subtle reaction she has. Despite their many years of knowing each other, he’s never seen her so emotional – let alone distraught – before now. It makes the hardy plaster around his heart crack a little – it’s not everyday you get to see a member of the Genius Society fall apart before you.

He takes no pleasure from this experience of witnessing her be so scared of him, yet he finds so much intimacy in being what feels like the first person to see her like this – fragile. While he may be as sturdy as stone, he keeps a silent promise to treat her like porcelain.

The fit of giggles that break out from her tears him away from his thoughts, eliciting him to raise a thin dark purple brow.

“What is so funny?” He inquires, leaning dangerously close to her face again.

“Aha– I’m so sorry. I just– You…you’re really, truly, utterly horrific at kissing.” She continues to giggle, “A-And you’re so dorky… So confident about everything you do and are, even smirking when you get a reaction from me… It’s…rather cute.” She flusters, her laughing dying down as she glances anywhere else that isn’t him.

“…I am truly flattered, Kagome.” He deadpans, his voice flooded with sarcasm. “Then, if you are so skilled at kissing… Teach me.” He smirks once more, slowly backing her up into the nearby wall of his office – all with his hands firm on her curvy hips.

“…Proposal accepted. However…” She breathes – the sweet scent of the sakura mochi she had earlier hits his senses, “Do know it’s merely a matter of…experience.”

“I am happy to inform you that I am more than willing to learn.” His lopsided smirk evens out into a thin smile.

Her eyes latch on to his thin lips, all while her hand brushes some of his dark locks away from his eyes. “And…take your time, there’s no rush… I plan to give you ample time.” She snickers, planting a hesitant yet soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.

The praise brings an odd sense of warmth and shyness to all of him, a blush rising to his cheeks despite his slight grimace.

“Hush,” He commands, “Let me conduct my experiment now.” He pivots his head to fully meet her lips again, pressing his mouth deep against her own with his body flush against hers. This time he holds back on his passion, easing his way into her heart – all with her soft, delicate lips in mind.

“V-Veritas!” Kagome heaves, soft moans rolling off her tongue, “Y-You’re improving so quickly – ngh!” Her toned leg quakes as it rests over his broad shoulder, her other leg is the only thing barely holding her up all while he noses her clit and devours her core with heated, fervent licks and sucks.

When he removes his head from her heat – lower face covered in her wet lust – he grins up at her while licking his lips.

“A higher rating… Now I am more than confident I will get you to cum with no more wasted time.” He immediately dives back in, his licking and sucking even more passionate than before.

His suspicions are correct, too – so he swiftly takes her other leg and rests it over his free shoulder as well. She gasps – with her tearful eyes and broken smile – she finds his ability to hold nearly all of her weight up sexy and endearing. She braces one hand against the wall she’s pinned against, her free hand grabbing a fistful of his thick locks and pulling him further into her.

One of his hands leaves her thick thigh, moving to slip two fingers into her heated, dripping wet hole. A sharp gasp and heavy moan leaves her as she shakes and screws her eyes shut. She moans loud and clear when his fingers curl against her walls, pressing onto a sweet spot.

“Yes, that’s a good girl.” He detaches his mouth from her overstimulated clit, “Now, cum for me.” He commands before giving her clit a hard suckle.

“MMH – NGH–!” She bites down on her bottom lip, nearly breaking skin. Her eyes roll to the back of her head as she throws it back against the now warm wall.

She does cum – all over his chin and mouth, leaving streaks of white fluid along his lips which he promptly licks off. He even sucks his fingers clean, groaning softly at the taste of her.

“Delectable.” He remarks, leaving kisses on her folds a few times before he rises to his feet, moving her legs to wrap around his still-clothed hips while he shifts his position.

“Wh-what a good boy you are, Veri…” She whispers lustfully, grabbing his chin between her thumb and two other fingers. “Now… About that…favor.”

“Do not worry yourself to death about that damned favor. All I need you to do is sit back and relax… I will take the utmost care of you.” He presses several gentle kisses up her neck, moving his way to her jawline one kiss at a time. “…Are you ready now or shall we wait until a proper time and place? My office is hardly the ideal location for me to take you.”

“Let’s have a nice little date first… No formalities or facades – only ourselves in all earnesty. You can pick the time and place… I don’t mind.” She pulls his face to her own, planting a feather-light kiss on his lips,

“Impress me, Veri.”

#mine #oc #original character #oc: kagome ikeda #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr oc #hsr x oc #hsr dr ratio #dr ratio x oc #notsfw #mdni #YEET LETS GOOOOOOO #dr ratio smut #fic: heavy in your arms

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