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rayyravens · 4 months

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Deny Me (No More)

Paring/s: Columbina x Signora (I like to call this ship rosabina)

Summary/plot: Modern soulmate au, 18+, smut, Kindergarten teacher Columbina, single mom La Signora.

word count: 3,112

warnings: Smut (18+), umm kink wise there is orgasm denial and thigh riding (thay was what my friend requested specifically). Also degradation and praise

A/N: This was a request for a friend. I posted it on ao3 and thought maybe tumblr might like it? Literally just a couple thousand words of filth. This ship is a rarepair that i absolutely love- mw and said friend rp it on every genshin au server we're in together and have multiple other rps going for it.

“Hold on a little longer for me, love, just a little longer”. The voice that speaks now, is husky, arousal evident in even just her tone. It makes the shorter of the two swallow, heart beating fast.

The woman beneath her keens, throwing her head back against the pillows of the bed. She cannot see exactly where the taller of the two is, but she can feel her, a lifetime without her sight allowing her to intrinsically feel where the other is. It's also not difficult considering she can feel the others light touches, the heat radiating off of her, the way she occasionally presses against her.

Signora, for her part, keeps her touches light and fleeting, doing her best to keep Columbina on her toes, which proves to be effective, with the way the shorter woman twitches and gasps every time she does so. The noises are beautiful, and they are more beautiful than anything Signora has ever heard, even in her years as a singer.

Gods, this woman should not be so attractive. The way her eyes, even unseeing, flicker to where Rosalyne lays between her legs, the way her fingers grip the sheets beneath her. Perhaps it was innapropriate, but hell, if Rosalyne wanted to fuck her son's teacher, and the woman gave her consent, then she was damn well going to do it.

Besides, considering the fact Columbina wasn't Wolfgang's teacher anymore, it was fine, no? Eh, who gives a fuck? Not Signora, not Columbina. Although there was certainly a lot of different sort of a fuck being given.

Columbina, currently laying almost naked beneath Rosalyne. Rosalyne had a vibrator nestled up in the skimpy underwear still on Columbina's body. It wasn't unusual for Columbina to wear intricate, very pretty and very expensive lingerie. But tonight, Rosalyne had helped her pick something naughty. It was basically a g-string with a little more in the front.

Rosalyne had picked this so she could nestle a vibrator within the underwear without it slipping out. The vibrator was set to the lowest setting, meaning it left Columbina keening for more without being able to reach the edge. Signora had been teasing her for what felt like hours. Really it had only been maybe half an hour, or just a little longer. But it was absolute torture, feeling Rosalyne touching her, fingertips dragging across her skin slowly, not nearly hard enough to give her what she wants, but enough to send goosebumps across her skin and to make that spot between her legs slick with anticipation.

“Rosaaa”, Columbina whines, which, if she were still completely there, she would never have done, as it was utterly below her. But she wasn't her usual self, no, she was horny, aroused and pent up. And she needed Rosalyne to touch her! She needs more than the light vibrations of the toy or the teasing pinches to her nipples. She needed something harder, she needs more fiction.

“Patience, dear”, is the answer she receives, the voice husky, drawling the words out above her. Columbina, not exactly wanting to have to wait, wants to protest. But she knew what rosalyne was like in bed and if she thought Bina needed a punishment or needed to wait, then she'd make her wait. And she didn't want to risk that actually happening. So, she tries not to argue too much, even if she sometimes likes to.

Again, she was far too fucking horny to want to risk it. So, Columbina tries to suppress the pleas that are ever so close to escaping her lips, resorting to whines, whimpers and keens instead, allowing those and her body language to show just how desperate she is.

Rosalyne licks her lips at the sight of the shorter woman splayed beneath her. Oh, she had so, so many things she wanted to do to her. But, she has to try and think at least a little clearly. She has plans, she knows what she wants to do tonight, she cant let herself get distracted by the sight of her lover (girlfriend? Partner? Bah, Rosalyne doesn't even want to try to think too hard on labels).

She hums, and shuffles back to lay between Columbina's legs, gripping the others thighs for support. Bina, for her part, gasps at the contact, opening her legs a little more, both to give Rosa more room, and hoping it conveys her desperation. Rosa hums, and presses the vibrator more firmly against Bina's folds, making sure it has direct contact with her clit before she reaches for the remote, and turns it up nearly all the way.

“Ah- f-fuck!” Rosalyne smirks at the reaction from Columbina, watching her back arch, her head thrown back and mouth open as she tries to grind against the toy.

She giggles, and knows what she is planning is cruel, but she truly can't help it. Besides, it just means when Bina finally gets her release, it will be that much better.

Rosalyne licks and kisses the others thighs, the skin slick from excess arousal that hadn't managed to drip onto the sheets from when Columbina had been rubbing her thighs together. She leaves marks in only places she gets to see, making sure to kiss and lick them better. Each touch of lips, teeth and tongue just heightens the sensations in between her legs, and Bina coos and whines, trying to desperately rock her hips against the toy between her folds.

“Ah- Ah- Rosal- hahh, rosaaaaa”, Columbina's voice is high pitched, far more than her usual tone of voice, as well as a little scratchy from the many times she has screamed or moaned the others name already this evening.

“Yes, love?” Rosalyne's answer is almost lazy in response, humming as she leisurely strokes the vibrator nestled against the other's aching clit. She uses the remote still clasped in one hand to click the vibrator up a level, now currently on the highest setting, and the reaction from the other woman is almost instant.

Columbina gasps, hands gripping the sheets so hard Rosalyne is certain they will rip beneath her grip. Her heels are pressing into the mattress, and her back arches, chest pushed up as she tries desperately to get Rosalyne to touch her more, or to push that damned vibrator inside of her already!

Rosalyne smirks, and tugs the underwear off and down, discarding the skimpy garment somewhere on the floor to be cleaned up later. She sits up a little, her thumb moving to press and rub against Bina's swollen clit as she presses the vibrator against her entrance. With how wet Columbina has gotten in the past hour or so, the toy almost slides in immediately.

The vibrator itself is so fucking slippery from being pressed against the other's soaking cunt that Signora struggles to keep a damned hold on the thing. Which, in the back of her mind, she finds a little amusing. And she can't help but tease and taunt her partner about it.

“Oh my~ you're so wet, love. I can barely keep a hold on this toy with how much of a mess you've made of it”.

The words make Columbina flush, which, considering how flushed she was already, was an impressive feat. She keens and looks to the side, even though she can hardly see well enough to see Rosalyne. But she knows Signora has a smirk on her face.

Rosalyne tuts as she reaches up with a spare hand to take the woman's chin, making her look in her direction.

“Tsk, that won't do. I want to see your pretty face as I fuck you senseless”.

Gods, those words continue to make her wetter, if that's even possible. She's so wet that outside of it having made her thighs sticky, it's leaking out of her onto the sheets below. It's probably best she couldn't see how much of a mess she had made between her legs, because the sheets were a sticky mess. Given, not all of it was from her, but a lot of it was.

Rosalyne pushes the vibrator harder against her entrance, and it slips inside easily. Rosalyne keeps a grip on the end, wanting to be able to remove it before Columbina can come undone. The vibrations now inside of her, and the way Rosalyne is stroking her clit with hard, little strokes is about to tip her over the edge. Her body teases, and even Rosalyne can feel the way Bina's walls flutter around the toy.

“Rosa- oh gods above I'm going to-” She almost wails when Rosalyne pulls the toy out from her right as she's about to come, and removes her hand from her clit. “No, no, please, please let me come'', and similar little pleas slip from her mouth as tears begin to roll down her cheeks.

She rubs her legs together desperately, trying to rock against air to try and find some sort of touch. Rosalyne tuts, watching as Columbina pleads and begs for a release, for touch of any sort.

“Oh, my dear, how pathetic”, she coos, crawling so she is hovering over her partner. Bina whines, keening and almost choking in her efforts to try and convince her girlfriend to please, please continue.

“Please, please”, Bina tries to grasp at Rosalyne as she speaks, and Rosalyne briefly feels a little bad for denying her like that. But really, she just loved hearing Columbina beg, and watch her writhe beneath her.

“Do you want to cum?” Rosalyne's fingers trace along her jaw, a shudder making goosebumps erupt across her skin. Her heart was beating fast, although at this rate Columbina is certain the ache between her legs is beating harder.

“Yes!”

“Mmm, should I let you?” She drags a hand down her collarbone, scratching lightly with her nails, before the hand lands between her breasts. Bina's breath catches in her throat and she almost chokes. She doesn't want to say or do anything that would make Signora remove her hand.

Rosalyne hums, licking her lips as her fingers brush over one of her breasts, and finds her nipple, already hard due to arousal and the cool air on her skin. The touch draws a gasp that Bina tries to hide, although it simply makes Rosa chuckle. She pinches the sensitive tip, and then rubs her thumb over it, pinching it between two fingers.

The action makes Bina squirm- she had been on the edge, about to come when Rosalyne had denied her, so she was still rather sensitive. The touch was driving her crazy.

“So sensitive”, Rosalyne teases, humming as she does the same to the other, while also kneading her tits. She then leans down and flicks one with her tongue, drawing a sharp inhale from Columbina. Rosalyne giggles and pulls back, Columbina mewls when she can no longer feel Rosalyne's touch or her skin against her own.

“Just a moment, love. Can you sit up for me?” Columbina nods numbly, although she is shaky due to desperation and so the action is clumsy. Her hands remain against the bed to ground and guide her, and Rosalyne makes a noise of approval when she does as she's told.

“Can you turn around to face the headboard for me, please, love?”

“Rosa?” Columbina does as told, although her tone is questioning, curious as to what Rosalyne has in store for her. Her hands grip the headboard, and suddenly, she feels Signora's hands on her hips.

“Easy now, dear. Sit on my lap”. Those words make her shiver all over again, and with the closeness between them, Columbina can see a little better, and with her lover's help, guides herself onto her lap. She shudders, as does Rosalyne, when skin presses against skin.

Columbina feels around, tracing Rosalyne's faces. It makes Rosalyne smile, knowing exactly what her partner is doing. She kisses her, then, and shifts them both ever so slightly so that one of her thighs slides between Columbina's legs.

The pressure against her core sends a jolt through her body and pulls a rather long moan out of her lips. The pressure is so, so good, and while the friction was a little messy due to just how wet she is, it's still a relief.

“Okay?” Rosalyne checks in with her partner, wanting to make sure Bina is okay to continue. Not that she thinks Columbina would be anything but, as she doubts the woman would allow her to leave without getting to come at least once, but she just wants to make sure.

“Yes, yes, now please-!” Bina begs, trying to make Rosalyne get to it.

“Okay, okay”, Rosalyne response with a laugh. She grips Bina's hips again, and guides Bina to hold onto her shoulders.

“Now, you can ride my thigh like a good girl, yes?” Bina keens, nodding, and when Rosa squeezes her hips, letting her know she can start, Bina moans again almost immediately as she starts sliding against the other's thigh, pressing down hard, grinding as best she can with Rosalyne's help against the muscle.

She is smearing her arousal against Rosalyne's skin, making it a little difficult to get the friction she craves so, so badly. But Rosalyne, seeming to pick up on this, helps hold her down against her thigh a little harder, allowing Bina to get the friction she wants as she grinds against her.

The noises coming from her are absolutely erotic, that's really the only way Rosalyne can describe them. She whines and whimpers between the plentiful moans escaping her lips, the wet noises of their skin against skin is honestly making Rosa wetter, and when Bina manages to rub her clit against her thigh in just the right way, she groans, and arches her back a little and grinds down that little bit more desperately.

“That's my good girl, you're doing so well”

Those words, so different from the degrading way she'd been spoken to earlier, have just as much of an affect on her. If she were not currently desperate to get off, she might find it ridiculous she gets off on both praise and degradation. But as it is, she's far too out of her mind with the need to come to even think about her kinks.

“Rosa” occasionally escapes her lips in little pants and whispers as Rosalyne continues to praise her.

“You're doing so well”

“That's a good girl”

“You feel so good against me”

“You look so good, riding me like that”

Every single little phrase or word of praise sends her closer and closer to the edge. Rosalyne's nails were digging into her hips, her own arms around Rosalyne's neck and scratching desperately at her back. She doesn't notice Signora removing a hand from her hip until she feels fingers against her clit, making her hips stutter.

“Ohhhh!”

Rosa simply smiles, continuing to rub against the bundle of nerves as Columbina grinds against her thigh desperately.

“Please, please, I need it”. Rosalyne knows exactly what Columbina is begging for, and she briefly notes the desperate tears running down Columbina's cheeks when she glances at her face.

“Okay, love, you can come”.

The permission in itself is a relief, and Bina babbles out thanks as she moans, at this point grinding against Signora's fingers. Rosalyne smiles, and nuzzles Bina, pressing kisses along her neck and jaw. She grinds her own fingers against Columbina's clit, meeting her thrusts as best she can with Bina moving so erratically.

“Rosa- rosa- gonna- gonna come-!”

Rosalyne purrs at this, pressing herself further against the other, chest pressed against chest as she feels Bina's entrance flutter against her thigh, feeling the way her pussy clenches around bothing, pushing more of her arousal out and onto the thigh beneath.

She rubs at Bina's clit to help her ride out her orgasm, moans and gasps and keens escaping her, all rather loud as she arches against Rosalyne.

“That's it, my love, let yourself go, it's okay”. She murmurs soft reassurance and praise again throughout Columbina's orgasm, feeling the way the woman reaches her peak, cumming as she rides her thigh and grinds against her fingers.

Eventually, Rosalyne slows the movement of her fingers, and stops the movement of Bina's hips, letting them go, the hand previously on her hip coming to run through her hair. Columbina collapses completely against her, her weight falling completely into Rosalyne's lap. She is panting, eyes having fluttered shut during her orgasm.

Signora strokes her hair and traces gentle patterns against her skin as Bina recovers, making sure she does not feel rushed.

Eventually, Columbina has caught her breath and recovered enough to pull away just slightly, and looks up to meet Rosalyne's eyes. She smiles, and places a hand on her cheek, which Rosalyne nuzzles into.

“Good?”The question makes Columbina laugh, giving the other an expression that says ‘really? Did you just ask me that?’ Before she answers verbally.

“Hah- yes, yes. Very good”, she agrees, and looks down between their bodies. She can't see very well, but the obvious liquid covering both Signora's legs, her own legs and core, and the sheets below them is evidence enough of just how much she had enjoyed it.

“I'm glad. We certainly made a mess”. Rosalyne can feel how much sticky arousal and release coated not just her own skin, but Columbina's as well, and the sheets below them too, apparently.

“We did”, Bina replies with a giggle, wincing when she shifts on Signora's lap and feels the cooling mess on her own skin.

“Did you want me to repay the favour?” Rosalyne coos, and shakes her head, cupping Columbina's face in her hands. Her lover was always so considerate, even after just cumming so hard against her. It's one of the many things Rosalyne loved about her.

“Not right now, dear. Mayne after we've showered. But I think the both of us are rather tired”.

“Well, I'm not sure my legs work at the moment”, Columbina adds, because a warm shower sounds wonderful but right about now she is certain she couldn't stand if she tried, and if she did her legs would probably give out.

“I'll carry you. Hold on”. Rosalyne slides Columbina from her lap, laughing when she finally gets to see the extent of the mess they have made of one another. After standing and stretching, she helps Columbina to her feet before scooping her up bridal style, causing her lover to squeal and squeak as Rosalyne carries her to the bathroom so they can both clean up.

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burrrning--soul · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact) Characters: Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Zhongli (Genshin Impact) Additional Tags: Model Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Singer Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Humor, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Getting Together, Idiots in Love, Flirting, Happy Ending, Funny, Modern Era, Pining, Mutual Pining, Swearing, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Band Fic, Piercings, Tattoos, Tartaglia | Childe is Bad at Feelings (Genshin Impact), Zhongli is Bad at Feelings (Genshin Impact) Summary:

Zhongli is forced into having to film a music video with a band that he has never heard of before, and instantly falls in love with the lead singer's voice. What shocks him more is the face behind it, paired beautifully with a charming smile and outgoing personality that, over time, steals his heart and makes him wish that this project will never end. How can he not be totally mesmerized by those ocean-blue eyes, and red hair resembling the autumn leaves here in Liyue?

Perhaps thanking Hu Tao for this rare opportunity won't be such a bad thing after all.

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kurogane2512 · 4 days

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I can treat you better

A little concept I wanted to try for a while, I see this done with male characters a lot and I wanted to experiment on my waifus.

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: CEO!Ningguang, Teacher!Lisa, Milf!La Signora (referred as Rosalyne) x fem!reader

Type: Fluff hcs and drabble, Modern AU

Contains: Broken marriages, infidelity (not with reader), comforting, teacher-student relationship (Lisa), age-gap (Lisa and Signora)

Marriage is supposed to be the ultimate union between lovers, a symbol of togetherness and eternal love. However, not every marriage ends as well as it began. Love shouldn't fade away but sometimes it does, or perhaps it never existed in the first place and was just a matter of convenience.....

CEO!Ningguang who owns the most successful business in the country that she started by her own efforts. A meticulous and hard-working woman who has lines of suitors but everyone knows she's already given her heart to her husband, a simple man she met in college and fell in love with. He promised to support her in her business venture and always stuck right by her side the more she built her empire.

Ningguang is highly successful in life, she has money and a loving partner- what more could one ask for? You are her secretary, her right-hand woman, who has assissted her since the beginning. The first and only secretary she has had because you are perfect for the job. You have had a crush on her for the longest time, but you knew how happy she is with her husband so you simply continue supporting her from the sidelines.

However, her marriage started becoming rocky recently. Ningguang spent too much time at work, doing overtime almost every day for the last 6 months and rarely spending time with her partner. Ningguang never stopped climbing the success ladder, she wanted more and she was determined to work for it. Her husband, on the other hand, became a stay-at-home husband because.... why does he need to work when his wife is the richest woman in the world?

Ningguang became more stressed as days passed, she was making deals with all these demanding companies all the while trying to keep her marriage at bay. Many times, you heard her arguing with him on the phone, his voice would be so loud that you could clearly make out the curses and accusations he threw at her. It frustrated you. How dare he say all that to her? How dare he think of her this way?

Ningguang was working hard for her future with him, she was not greedy for money. She wanted to give him and her eventual children the best life she could, all of this hard work was for him. Yet, he seemed to have never realized that. The more days Ningguang spent cooped in her office, the more apart she became with him. Until the day you heard her crying for the first time in your life....

"Ms Ningguang, the documents you want—" you stepped inside Ningguang's office but stopped mid-sentence as you heard her sniffle. She was seated on her table, holding her head in frustration and looking at something on her phone.

"Ms Ningguang, are you okay? What happened?" You were genuinely worried, the woman you loved was crying and you wanted to do something. Ningguang quickly wiped away her tears and switched off her phone screen before standing up and looking at you firmly, "Ah, Y/n, thank you. I had been looking for these for a while."

She avoided your question. You knew something was seriously wrong now. You wanted to ask more but decided to not pester her and continued with the work you had brought in, she came into her 'work mode' almost immediately. She always impressed you so much. The two of you finished the work for the day then you invited her to a diner for a simple meal, hoping to lighten her mood. You had a hearty meal together and drank a few glasses of alcohol to unwind, she became a bit tipsy and leaned on the bar table while you prepared to leave the place and escort her home.

"Earlier.... my apologies for avoiding your question." Ningguang suddenly spoke causing you to stop your actions and listen to her.

"N-No, ma'am, it's okay. You are not obliged to tell me everything...."

She sighed then took out her phone and scrolled to a particular photo then showed you the screen, your eyes immediately widening in shock.

"Is this.... your husband? And that woman...." Yes, it was a photo of her husband with another woman, and they looked very intimate like a couple. It could be brushed off as friends but the position was.... too intimate for friends, the woman was all over him and he was very much into her as well. Now, you realized why Ningguang was potentially crying at that time. You stayed silent and looked at Ningguang with sympathy while she simply let out a bitter chuckle.

"What do you think? They are just friends? That's what I want to believe as well but I have never seen her around him before, we know each other's friend groups well enough. Either she's a new addition during the time I have been away or...."

She trailed off and you noticed tears forming in her eyes. You felt infuriated. She did not deserve this at all.

"....I suggest you should talk to him and clear up things, having doubts and misinterpretating can lead to unnecessary conflicts between you two. You should take some time off from work, I'll handle everything for you, ma'am."

Ningguang pinched her temple and pondered for a moment before nodding, "I know, you are right. But hypothetically speaking, if this is what I think this is then.... what should I do? I....I don't know how to face him."

"You shouldn't think of that possibility, ma'am. He loves you, doesn't he? You should trust that and talk to him openly. I....don't think he would do this to you; you are amazing and so beautiful, it could just be a misunderstanding."

You wanted to comfort her and give her some hope but deep down, you weren't so sure yourself. The picture was too obvious to be misunderstood, but you didn't want to see Ningguang upset. She finally smiled a little and nodded then you helped her stand up and escorted her to her car. She was more drunk now and leaned on your shoulder, wrapping her arms around your body and snuggling into your neck.

"....It's my fault, isn't it? It's all because of how neglectful I have been, I have barely spent any time with him. Everyone says I'm married to my work now, he waits for me every day and I come home late then leave early morning without talking to him at all. This was bound to happen, it's all my fault..."

She was rambling, blaming herself for everything. You hated seeing her this way, you knew how much she loved him. "But...But I have been holding back so much as well. I also have needs! We haven't touched each other in so long....and he goes and finds someone else."

CEO!Ningguang who later talks to her husband and finds out it was a misunderstanding, the woman really was a new friend he made. The smile on her face returned and she became more relaxed, there was no greater joy for you than to see her being happy again. She thanked you for your advice and started having a better work-life balance.

You supported Ningguang even more and sent her home early so she could spend time with him; although, you never stopped doubting him because that photo was way too suspicious and you felt he was lying just to take advantage of her and her money. You became a comfort person for Ningguang, a shoulder to cry on whenever she needed it. She shared with you her personal things and regularly asked for suggestions for her love life.

You thought all things were going well until one day when you came across another photo of him with that same woman from before. Once again, Ningguang was sobbing in her office that night while holding you close and rambling. She revealed that she had planned to talk about having children with him soon and also booked a vacation to spend time together but now she could no longer go about it.

You couldn't see her this way. You comforted her and slowly told her that she should reconsider her marriage. He was cheating on her and using her money. You didn't know if his love was ever real, but you were bound to believe it wasn't. It infuriated you to see such an amazing woman like Ningguang go through this, you wanted to be there for her and help her as much as possible.

She eventually divorced and cut all connections with him and his family, even buying a separate house for herself and sending him far away. You could see her true self returning, she felt liberal and free after all this time. And she wasn't blind to ignore all the help you gave her; spending late nights in her stead to complete her work so she could enjoy.... why were you so supportive of her? She started seeing you differently and wondered if there was more to you.

"You are an idiot, Y/n." Ningguang overheard you talking with a colleague one day during your coffee break and she hid around the corner and listened in.

"Who in their right mind helps patch up the marriage of the woman she loves?! If it was me, I would have used that to come between them and taken her!" your colleague spoke with a chuckle, Ningguang's eyes widening at the statement. You loved her? You did all that.... all the while being in love with her? The time you spent advising her and helping her be with her husband.... you loved her all that time?

"Don't be ridiculous! She.... she loved him and I just wanted to see her happy, even if not with me. Besides, I'm not in her league at all. I'm fine with how things are and now that she's no longer bound to him, she can be herself and do what makes her happy."

Ningguang's heart skipped a beat, you did so much for her just to see her happy.... even her ex-husband never did that. It was always her being the giver in the relationship and she barely received anything in return from him, now she realized the true meaning of love. She realized how blind she had been, there was someone doing everything for her just the way she had been doing for him.

CEO!Ningguang who starts falling for you, seeing you as more than just a secretary or friend. She tries to be around you more, makes you accompany her to more places than before. She invites you to her house under the guise of working, just to spend more time with you because your presence is so comforting to her. She is still recovering from her broken marriage, but with you she feels loved.

She plans to confess in the near future if you don't, and till then tries to understand you better as a person. She realizes how much she has always liked you but was too blinded to see it. But what she didn't see coming was when you handed in your resignation notice one faithful day....

"Resignation? Why all of a sudden? Is the salary not up to your requirements? Is there too much work pressure? I don't see how there isn't any room for negotiation if you find something unsatisfactory here, Y/n." Ningguang was perplexed, almost on the verge of breaking down. Why were you doing this? Were you really going to bury your feelings and leave?

"No ma'am, none of that. Everything is good here; the salary and work environment, I like everything and I don't mind the work pressure either because it's very rewarding."

"Then why? I believe I deserve to hear a proper reason for this. You are one of my oldest and best employees, have you been offered a better deal somewhere else?"

Ningguang attempted to negotiate with you to make you stay; aside from how used to she was to you and your working style, she truly didn't want you to leave.

"....Are you really going to leave just like this? Without even telling me your true feelings?!" Ningguang's voice raised as she paced around the table and stood in front of you, looking at you firmly. You were confused as to what she meant, but she soon answered your doubts.

"This is how your love is, Y/n?! You'll run away without speaking a word?! You also want to leave me?!"

Your eyes widened, how did she know? And why was she being this way? You were about to say something but Ningguang grabbed your collar and pulled you into a passionate kiss, her lips kissed yours feverishly as if she wanted to own you and keep you here forever.

"Don't you dare leave me.... Is that clear?" Ningguang whispered against your lips as she pulled away from the kiss, leaving you breathless and astonished. You had no idea when she found out about your feelings but now that the cat was out of the bag, you didn't want to hold back either.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I....I love you very much, Ms Ningguang. I want to be with you and I promise to treat you well, I want to keep you happy forever."

Teacher!Lisa who is the sweetest and most beloved teacher at your university. Currently in your first year, she teaches you chemistry and let's just say the entire university has a crush on her to some extent, teachers and students alike. A kind, hardworking and sincere woman who has been teaching for 6-7 years now and has never had a complaint against her. But to everyone's vain, she's happily married for 5 years to a man arranged by her parents.

Lisa loves teaching and interacting with her students, she's always ready to put in the extra effort for struggling students and very patiently deals with problematic cases. She's usually soft spoken and pleasant to be around, but anger her and she can be quite strict and terrifying as well even if it's extremely rare to see her that way. As her student, you don't miss any of her classes due to how much you love to attend them.

Lisa eventually became your class tutor and you showed utmost enthusiasm to be the class representative in order to help her, but truthfully you just wanted to be with her more. Your classmates called you a teacher's pet but you didn't care, you genuinely wanted to help Ms Lisa and care for her just like she cares for you. You eventually grow close with her as you spend time outside of classes, doing some work or the other and chatting along.

Lisa rarely talked about her family which wasn't surprising as you were just a student, but you discovered that even with her colleagues she rarely ever shared anything and seemed to dislike the topic altogether. Everyone assumed her marriage was good considering how sweet and lovable she was, she'd make a perfect wife. But little does everyone know her dark reality....

"Ah, Y/n. Do you mind opening the window? It's gotten really warm these days...." Ms Lisa sighed and fanned her face as sweat trickled down her forehead, the two of you were sitting in the staff room during afternoon. She had called you to do some work and you agreed as it was your free lecture; coincidentally, the staff room was also empty right now as other teachers had gone for classes.

You nodded to her and stood up to slide open the nearby window and let the cool breeze flow in. You then turned around to walk back to your place when you saw Ms Lisa remove her coat and pull up her sleeves which caused you to glace at a peculiar cut on her wrist.

"Ma'am, did you get hurt?" you came closer and asked in a concerned tone. She realized where you were pointing and quickly slid her sleeve back down to hide the scar before letting out a forced smile.

"Oh, it's nothing. I accidentally brushed my hair straightener there."

"....I see, please take care of yourself."

You weren't easily convinced that's all it was but you were unable to know more. You worried about her, you hoped everything was fine.

Teacher!Lisa who actually has a toxic good-for-nothing husband living off her hard-earned money. A regular drunkard who lost his job after their marriage, she was forced to marry him because he used to be well off but in reality, he was doing illegal work that eventually got him caught and put on house arrest. She is the sole breadwinner of their household and struggles every day to make ends meet.

Lisa never let anyone know the truth about her marriage, not even her parents. She knew they wanted the best for her when they made her marry him and he did appear to be nice back then. She regularly argues with him and looks after him when she comes home, all the while managing work from the university and her basic duties.

Lisa's husband recently became violent and started hitting her during their arguments. She was coming to her breaking point but she couldn't leave him; after all, she fell in love with him after their marriage. He was handsome and gentlemanly in the beginning; despite being an arranged marriage, they got along and liked each other. She hated seeing him in this state and promised to keep supporting him even when nobody else does.

But everyone has a breaking point, and Lisa was nearing hers too. She hated having to tolerate such treatment every day, she wanted to be a good teacher and be with her students who bring her joy without having to worry about going back to a dreadful home. Then one day, her husband crossed even more borders. Now she had to live with him cheating on her as well? How could she walk into her house just to find another woman in bed with her good-for-nothing husband?

Lisa had no words and packed up her essentials then left, she did not need any explanations or excuses. How could he do that? What did she not do for him? And how is she lacking in appearance or sex drive that he'd go for some random woman? She gave him everything and he never recognized it, she had enough. She found herself at a bus stop, eyes filled with tears and no idea of what to do. That's when a miracle happened.

"Ms Lisa?! What are you doing here at this hour?!" your voice called out to her from behind, and she turned around to see you walk up to her with an excited look.

"I'm just...." she trailed off and your eyes fell on the bag she was carrying, tear stains on her face.

"What happened? Are you okay?" you asked softly and stepped closer, gently caressing her arm.

"...What about you, Y/n? Why are you out so late?" she averted your question.

"O-Oh, I'm just returning from my part-time work. My flat is nearby, would you like to come?"

"Do you live with anyone else?"

"No, it's an independent flat. I.... didn't really want a roommate."

Lisa ponders for a while and eventually agrees to come with you. A humble abode perfect for a single person, she found a strange sense of calmness and comfort in your apartment. You offered her some beverage and you found out she hadn't eaten anything since afternoon, feeling appalled and immediately went to cook for her. She trusted you, she wanted to be away from her life for now.

"Uh, sorry, I don't have too many ingredients right now. I was going to go shopping this weekend, I hope you don't mind pasta...."

Lisa looked at the plate you put in front of her, a small smile appearing on her face. "Pasta is my favorite dish, actually. But it's been a long time since I had it, thank you."

You smiled back, you knew something was up. The cheerful Ms Lisa was strangely quiet, seemingly holding back a lot of her emotions. Eventually, she finally opened up to you and told you everything about her husband- from the abuse to cheating. You were terrified hearing the horrors she faced, yet presented herself to be happy at the university, nobody could guess she faced all of that every day.

You offered her to stay at your place for as long as she wants, and that she should report him to police and talk to her parents. A divorce was the obvious couse of action, but you were in no place to advice that to her. You only hoped to comfort her and provide her a home until this passed. That night, you laid in bed together and Ms Lisa held you as she cried out, eventually falling asleep in your arms. If only she knew how much you loved her, right from the first day you saw her....

Teacher!Lisa who talks to her parents the next day and tells them everything. They feel devastated hearing what their daughter went through, and they assist her in a successful divorce where she gets maintenance claims and a secret property he had. It was a messy court case given the illegal work of the husband, but she triumphed and obtained her justice.

The case went on for a few months and Ms Lisa lived with you all this time. She helped you in your studies and enabled you to become the topper in her class, though she never used any unfair means to help you. It was sometimes hard to hide the fact that you were living together, but you both made it work. Ms Lisa wasn't open for a new relationship yet, It was true she really loved him and it was hard to move on despite all the terrible things he did.

Ms Lisa and you grow closer than ever during the time she lives with you. You act like a happily married couple more than she ever did with her ex-husband. She said she'll do all household chores to pay you for allowing her to live there, though you really didn't mind either way. You cook together, watch movies, laugh and share past memories, study, have shopping dates and what not.

Lisa did not know it yet but she was deeply in love with you, she had forgotten how it felt to be treated with love and given importance. She wondered about your love life now, if you have someone you like or wish to date. You tell her you want to focus on studies and career, but there is indeed someone you like. She becomes curious, even slightly jealous realizing the gap between you and her.

One night, you were out until late drinking with some friends. You returned home in a drunk state and Lisa was ready to tend to you. While she was surprised you had this side to herself, she was more pleased to know more about you and wanted to care for you. She was already an expert in tending to drunkards, and you were unironically so adorable acting as one.

"Ms Lisaaaa~ You are so beautiful, you know thatttt?~" you slurred as she carried you to the bed, chuckling along the way.

"You teach... so welllll.... and you are so sweettttt~"

"Yes yes, I know. You have said that even as sober~" she whispered, laying you down then going to fetch some water for you. You curled up in your pillow and when she came back, you looked so cute to her.

"I love you... Ms Lisa... I love you so much...." you slurred in a drunken state, catching her by surprise.

She smiles and gives you the water then you immediately pass out while hugging her, your head laying on her soft bosom. Lisa caresses your head and kisses your forehead in return, "Say that when you are sober, I'll give you an answer you'll like~"

It was last day of your second year, you still had 2 more years to spend at the university. You wanted to wait till graduation but couldn't anymore, you wanted to confess. And it seems, Ms Lisa was having similar thoughts. Only you both knew how much you held back when you lived under the same roof. You find her in am empty classroom waiting for you.

"I love you, Ms Lisa. I have loved you since last year, and I want to date you. But um... I understand if you don't want to, so please don't feel forced to give me—"

Your words were blocked as Lisa pulled you close and connected her lips with you in a passionate and loving kiss. Her arms wrapped around your neck as she pushed you to the wall and continued kissing, her tongue already slipping in and dancing with yours.

"Took you long enough to say that, Y/n~"

"You... knew? Since when?"

"Hehe, that's my secret~" she winked at you then jumped in for another kiss, completely devouring you this time. She knew you would treat her well, she felt at home with you and she was confident she would love you forever now.

Milf!Rosalyne, a 31-year-old who is your new neighbor. She recently moved to the apartment in front with her husband and 4-year-old son. You were 16 when the family moved in, you welcomed them along with your mother and acted as good neighbors. Rosalyne was a pleasant housewife while her husband worked in the military hence often leaving her and their son home alone.

Rosalyne used to take home tuitions and manage the entire household by herself, you eventually ended up visiting her to help around and just give her company. She was lovely and overall amazing to talk to, you discovered she did the same course you were planning to do and took some advice from her.

You often had dinner at her place on the days her husband was home. You would play with her son and secretly observe how lovey-dovey they were, it was clear they deeply loved each other and nothing could come in between. You used to watch them giggle in the kitchen, cuddle on the sofa and share small kisses throughout the day.

Rosalyne often commented how you were like a helpful big sister for her son as you helped him in studies and played together, which meant she likely saw you as a child which wasn't surprising. She found you mature for your age and admitted liking your company and it was a bonus that her son did too. She was a great mother, extremely loving and supportive.

However, you moved away to another city at 18 for studies for 4 years. Now you have returned as you found a job in your hometown and decided to live in your parent's apartment as they moved out. You harbored a crush on Rosalyne back when you regularly met her, you couldn't help but feel jealous of her husband.

You reminisced your memories of your home as you climbed the steps to your apartment. 4 years passsed yet much didn't change about the place, and you were having a sense of deja-vu. The first thing you noticed was your neighbor's door, hoping the nameplate was still the name you remembered and, it indeed was. You felt happy as well as nervous meeting her again; how was she now? would she have changed in all this time?

Once you settled your things in your apartment, you decided to finally visit the woman you have had a crush on for years. You thought being away for 4 years would make you let go of these feelings, but you never stopped thinking about her. You didn't know what she thought of you, but it was more than likely she would only see you as a friend at most.

You rang her doorbell and waited in anticipation until the door finally opened, and your breath was taken away. She looked as beautiful as the day you first saw her, it felt like you fell in love with her all over again. She scanned your figure from head-to-toe until her eyes widened as she realized who was standing in front.

"Y/n?! Oh my god, it's been so long!" Rosalyne chimed and lunged forward to hug you affectionately, hearing her call your name sent butterflies in your stomach and the hug made your heart skip a beat. You were glad to see she remembered you so fondly.

"It's been long indeed. How have you been, aunty?"

"Awh, stop that. Just call me by my name, I don't want to feel old~" Rosalyne giggled and lightly punched your shoulder before holding your wrist and pulling you inside her house. Her house mostly looked the same, but there was something strangely missing that you couldn't pinpoint. She made you sit on the sofa while she brought some water and snacks for you.

"How is Ray?" that was her son's name.

"Oh, he's been fine. He's at school right now, I'm sure he'd be delighted to see you again!~"

You chatted away as you caught up with each other, you told her you are back to living her as you found a job and she seemed really happy to have you around again.

"How's uncle been? Will he be coming back anytime soon?" you asked in a casual manner, but the answer was unexpected.

"Rostam.... passed away 3 years ago. He died on a field mission."

You didn't know what to say. You observed her looking down with a sad look and touch her wedding ring, likely reminiscing about him. You apologized for speaking that but she assured it was fine, your parents never mentioned that he died 3 years ago otherwise you wouldn't have asked. You felt deeply saddened for her and wondered how she was handling things on her own all this time.

You went back to your place with a happier remark, you offered to help her whenever she required and promised to be there for her. You later on met her son in the evening and had dinner at her place, it felt just like old times for you and you were glad she was still here and you could meet her.

Milf!Rosalyne who works multiple jobs a week to make ends meet. The military provides for the housing out of respect for her husband's service, but she has to look after everything else on her own. She takes tuitions on the weekend and works as a receptionist in a hotel during the week, also doing some additional online work whenever she can.

She had wished to find a job related to her degree but all those jobs require long working hours away from home and she couldn't do that, her son was her first priority. She was fortunate to have a pretty face and a model-like figure even at her age, but it was also a curse sometimes in this field of work.

You ended up meeting her at her place of work one day, you had come there for a meeting. You were shocked to discover she had to work this kind of job now, you really wished to help her. You tried asking your boss if there was an opening but they were not hiring, and Rosalyne also denied due to the unsuitable work hours but she appreciated your thought.

Rosalyne also faced problems in dating life now. To no surprise, not many people were willing to get together with a 37 year old single mother. Some expressed disgust without even bothering to know what happened to her husband, while some were unwilling to take on the responsibilty of a child so soon. She had not moved on from her husband but she was trying for her son's sake, to give him a father. But none of the people she met made it easy for her.

It was a Saturday evening and you were planning to stay home to rest. You had been working a lot ever since you moved here and hadn't got much time for yourself, you even weren't able to meet Rosalyne as much as you had hoped to. An unexpected ring of your doorbell called you to the front door and you find none other than Rosalyne standing with a soft smile on her face.

"Are you free by any chance today, Y/n?"

"Oh, sure I am. Do you need some help?"

"Well.... want to hangout together at my place? We can order some food and just watch some movie or show if you'd like."

Your eyes widened in surprise at her invitation, you were ready to accept right away but didn't want to appear too eager.

"Ah, that would be great. But what about Ray?"

"I sent him to my mother's place for the weekend. He had been wanting to visit for some time."

You suddenly became nervous realizing you'd be alone with her at her house. You accepted and made your way to her apartment, you offered to bring some food out of respect but she assured you it was fine and that you can order whatever you like. You ordered some pizza and snacks, while Rosalyne also bought out the wine she had and offered you a glass.

Now, here you were sitting on her couch with wine in hand and watching some random movie you both agreed upon. You had not talked much all this time, you mainly exchanged some work stories and vented frustrations. Rosalyne shared some things about her son that happened to him at school, she always appeared so happy to talk about him. She really was a great mother.

Some time passed and more wine later, she was clearly tipsy. She leaned on your shoulder and was in a soppy state now as she started venting about how hard things have been for her in finding a new partner, and the constant harrassment she faces at work yet nobody is ready for a serious relationship as soon as they hear about her son.

"Tell me, Y/n.... what am I lacking? There's all these men who flirt with me all day but the moment I set up dates and reveal the truth, they all leave.... How is it so wrong for a 37 year old single mother to find someone new?!"

She was babbling in a drunken state while holding you. There was absolutely nothing lacking in her, she was perfect in your eyes and you wouldn't even think twice about dating her, heck even marrying her. You wanted to be there for her not just as a friend but more. But you had no idea if she ever saw you that way, or if she even liked women in the first place and how her son would react to that.

"I never wanted this, Y/n.... what did I do wrong? Ray doesn't deserve this, I want to give him a complete family.... I want to have a complete family.... But Rostam... he betrayed me...."

You were caught by surprise, "Betray you? What do you mean, Rosalyne?"

"He.... he cheated on me, I found out he cheated on me years ago after Ray was born. He hid it all this time.... I discovered this at his funeral.... I don't know what to think, I can't even remember him the same way anymore.... How could he?! What did I do to deserve this....?"

She was crying while holding you now. You felt anger rise in you hearing this secret, it was quite unbelievable to you he did that when you recall how lovey-dovey they used to be and Rostam seemed like a good man. Your desire to support and love her increased even more now, you couldn't bear seeing her in this state. So much happened to her while you were away, you wished you were here.

"No! Nothing is wrong with you and you are not lacking anything! You are beautiful and strong! You are an amazing mother, Ray loves you very much! You have been so resilient all this time, I actually admire you so much for doing everything on your own. I.... Please know I'll help you! In any way! Please don't put yourself down this way, Rosa!"

You chanted before hugging her tightly, trying to convery how serious you were and really wanted her to be well. You pulled away to look at her and saw her face reddened up as she gazed at you with a needy look before placing her hands on your shoulders and leaning close.

"Any way? Then.... date me, Y/n." You were shocked beyond belief but the next thing she did was worse. She leaned in and softly kissed you, it was a gentle kiss at first then you felt her push you down and straddle you then kiss deeper. You knew this was wrong, she was clearly drunk and swept away by her emotions. But the feeling of her lips on yours made you entranced, you have wanted to kiss her for so long.

"Yes... you will be good. Ray likes you too... I can explain to him.... Be with me, Y/n, please?"

She pulled you closer by your collar and went in for another kiss, you didn't expect to make out with her this way. You felt she was being desperate by choosing you this way, you could tell she likely didn't love you and wanted you just for her son's sake as you are the only one who gave her attention and expressed willingness. Rosalyne passed out before you could answer her, and you almost felt relieved.

Rosalyne apologized to you the next day for all her actions, she genuinely felt guilty for all the things she said and did. It gave you enough indication that she really didn't like you romantically and that you stood no chance. You forgave her rather easily, you really couldn't complain experiencing that. She saw you as a good friend and you'd try to maintain that.

However, your feelings started overwhelming you and you tried to make some distance from her for some time to be able to move on and remain a friend. You ended up ghosting her texts and calls, and also rejecting all her invites to spend time together by making up some excuse for work.

Rosalyne felt you were avoiding due to that day, and she hated that so much. You were the only one she had, she didn't realize when she started liking you romantically. She knew it was wrong of her to use you but she didn't mean to, she wanted to make amends and do things right. She couldn't bear being away from you.

"Y/n, may I borrow some rice?" Rosalyne came to your house one day asking for some rice like a good neighbor.

"O-Oh sure, come in." you subsconsciously let her inside and asked her to come to the kitchen. She watched you take out the rice then silently walked up to you and hugged you from behind, catching you off guard.

"R-Rosalyne?"

"I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry for that day, Y/n. I know I did something very wrong, but please don't punish me this way..... You have become so distant, so closed off, you avoid me so much. You can hate me all you want, but please don't leave me.... not you too, please...."

Her arms tightened around you and you could tell she was weeping. You hated seeing her in this state, you never wanted to make her cry.

"....I can never hate you, Rosalyne. And I'm not ignoring you because of that. It's just.... I like you. No, I love you. I love you very much, I have loved you for years. I loved you 6 years ago too.... I want to be there for you and help you, I really do. But... I need some time to move on and forget these feelings so that I can be a true friend for you...."

Rosalyne let go of the hug and enabled you to turn around to face her. Her eyes were filled with tears, a tear rolled down her cheek and you gently smiled then wiped it away and cupped her face.

"I don't expect you to love me, it's okay. But just.... give me some time. I'm not strong enough to move on from you if you keep doing these things...."

Rosalyne's heart skipped a beat and before she knew it, her body moved on it's own to push you towards the counter as her lips relentlessly seeked yours. Her arms wrapped around your neck and she passionately kissed you, this time she was completely sober and knew what she was doing. You kissed for god knows how long, you were a panting mess by the time she stopped.

".....I love you too, Y/n. I want to be together because I love you and not for Ray's sake. I want to spend the rest of my life with you...."

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In your ocean

[ part one ] . part two (tba)

⊹ characters : signora, ningguang, beidou (separate) [childe kind of joins in during signora’s part]

⊹ synopsis : pool parties are a little boring, don’t you think?

⊹ warnings : NSFW, modern au, public sex, alcohol usage (beidou, ning), waterproof vibrator (signora), “act natural,” beidou’s is probably more considered smut than the other two

⊹ female reader (afab, she/her usage), no y/n usage, not beta or proofread, this is my comeback era guys

⊹ LA SIGNORA

“What a prima donna,” Kuni scoffed, sinking his body into the pool with you.

Rolling his eyes, he said, “What’s the point of her being here without getting in the water? Glad you’re here, though,” he muttered to you. “How did you get her to come, anyways? Girlfriend privileges?”

Bzzzzzt.

“Ah...” You sheepishly brushed through your hair, legs trembling from under the water. “I guess you can say that.” You felt Rosalyne’s gaze pierce you from her seat afar — even through her signature shades she wore even in this nighttime setting, the feeling of her stare was not unknown to you across the pool. So unsettling. Your legs rubbed against each other underwater, feeling the hard end of the vibrator she placed inside your swim shorts.

Kuni seemed to shrug and believe it. If only he knew the idea of entertainment from watching you uncomfortably swim and squirm tonight was the only reason she came in the first place.

And if only you knew when she’d turn it off.

The toy was also uncomfortable on its own. It felt hard inside of you; and you had to wear loose swim shorts just to divert attention away from the outside curve that rests atop your lips and on your clit. The controller was on her phone, which she was tapping away at now — perhaps your eyes were trained a little too hard on it.

You were so tense, thanking god it wasn’t loud under there or making bubbles. The vibrations were still so strong and the water of the pool felt so cold down there — water swishing about inside your shorts as the vibrator was whirling right between your legs. And, too, all the while Kuni was pressed up right against your side with his arm around your shoulders. “So how’ve you been? You haven’t hung out with us in a while because of a certain someone.”

At that, he turned his head to glare at your girlfriend sitting on the sidelines. She was looking, too. But the fixed look of annoyance on her face was directed at you — perhaps this was punishment for letting someone even just touch you in a friendly way; A reminder that she can still make you feel this way without even being near you. If only it was her fingers. Kuni leaned his head onto your shoulder, and groaned. “I’ve been okay,” you gulped. Fuck, your voice came out so shaky. If you weren’t in water, you were certain your legs would’ve collapsed by now. “Just… Just unnerved with her eyes on me, that’s all. Where’s Ajax?”

You winced. The inside part began to slightly compress and pump as well.

Kuni pointed towards the backyard door behind Rosalyne where the ginger stood with a platter. “Over there, bringing in snacks from the house.” He shifted his head to look up at you from your shoulder, his face a little too close to your neck for Rosalyne’s liking as he asked, “Is the water too cold? You’re kinda shaking so we can ask him to turn on the pool heater, maybe.”

Ajax stroked up conversation with Rosalyne; you couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he was peering at her phone. An excited gasp from him, a smirk from her. She let him tap on the screen, and suddenly both their eyes were on you.

“Ah, no I’m fine.” Immediately you grabbed on to his arm for support as the vibrator increased in power — perhaps she was annoyed with you, or perhaps she was having her fun now. But that smirk look she held from afar was not one you could fully decipher, and Ajax’s grin of mischief only added to your misery. You sent them both a flustered glare, your core feeling very warm down there and your legs beginning to shake. “Can we just… sit by the steps for now?” you almost whined. “I think I have a stomach cramp.”

“Oh. Sure, sure.”

“Actually, Kuni!” Ajax waved at him. The both of you were still in the middle of the pool when the ginger walked up to you — and there you saw Rosalyne’s phone in his hands. He slid something on the screen, causing the vibrations to lessen and give you a moment to finally breathe. “Can you help me with something inside real quick? I’ll get you a towel.” His signature goofy grin was on his face, and luckily for him, Kuni was not immune to its effects. But you knew what was happening, you would be left alone.

It was torture when they both walked off, Rosalyne’s phone still in Ajax’s hand as he turned the slider up and up until it was at max, and then he closed the door. You let out an immediate whine, hand flying to cover the sounds from your mouth as the taste of the chlorine hit your tongue.

You felt her body by your side in the pool without expecting it, and her hand immediately dived underwater where the toy was roaring. “I’m letting him play with this thing for now,” she whispered in your ear. “Since he was kind enough to allow it.” You internally cursed the both of them.

“But you’re probably dying here for something more than plastic, aren’t you now?” she slightly laughed at you. How cruel… Rosalyne’s warm hands slid so easily up your body to cup your breasts. “Then I’ll give it to you now, but you have to finish quick so you can hold off this toy for the rest of the night, okay?”

⊹ NINGGUANG

“What kind of wine is this?”

She held the neck of the wine glass between her fingertips, swirling its remaining contents in a circular motion. The Tianqian eyed it so fondly, never once casting so much as a glance to you.

“Moscato.”

“It’s sweet,” she remarked so simply. “I like it.”

Her back held a slight arch as she spoke to you — such eye candy in your position as her escort tonight. She curved so nicely for someone who was just standing there in the water, right in the glowing gold pools at the bottom of the Jade Chamber.

You were seated at the edge of the pool with your legs in the water right in front of her. The way she leaned forward on her arms against your lap at the edge of the pool was rather seductive, though you weren’t certain if seducing was even a goal of someone like herself. But to have this woman between your legs — even with the way her teeth occasionally nipped at your thighs or at the thin swim fabric she picked out for you.

“Did you want another one?” you asked her from above. “The alcohol percentage is quite low.”

The guests wouldn’t arrive for another few minutes; A few servers were frantically running around to get things set. And yet, when she finally looked up at you, she smirked with that same glint in her eyes as the edge of the wine glass she began to lift. Pressed right against your lips, you sipped. You didn’t even know drinking and enjoying before guest arrival was allowed.

“You can have the rest,” she states, lowering her head. “I think I’ll treat myself, for now.” Ningguang bites at your fabric, and you spread your legs out of habit of not wanting to ruin her hair.

When she pulls your swimwear aside, she smells of chlorine, glaze lilies, and wine as she dives right into you. Her tongue is immediately relentless when it swirls between your lips, right below your clit. The wine is sweet in your mouth, but she drinks you in more hungrily when she sucks at your little nub between your legs despite the people rushing in and out of the room on the other side.

You’re covered, she’s covered — but the indecency of your position was telling enough. And the way she bent her body to reach your core was so erotic in a way that she was clearly trying to catch your eye.

Her hands snaked upwards to hold you right under your rib cage, lifting and pulling your body closer to her mouth. She buried her face until your ass was halfway sliding off the edge, and yet she just kept going. Your whines grew louder with each lick on your poor nub, and then she suddenly pushed you back to lean on your arms.

“Don’t make a mess, now,” she scolds when you drop the wine glass, the liquid spilling right down your pelvis to where she is drinking you up. The taste of moscato and your own essence was lapped up instantly by her tongue, making you squirm in a way your legs were almost thrashing in the water.

You felt vibrations when she suddenly hummed into your pussy, and it was only then did you find her other hand was dipped below to finger herself at the same time.

“My lady,” you whined between your fingers over your mouth. “The guests are arriving shortly.”

“Are you saying I’m slow?” She sounded insulted as she pinched your thigh. “I’ll finish you up, I wouldn’t let any others see you the way only I can.”

She moved her head up to rub your clit lightly between her teeth, making you practically squeal so high as two of her wet fingers slid into you. You were already dripping from your own juices and her saliva combined; you wondered if any of it has dropped into the pool yet. They entered and thrusted so easily yet filled you up so nicely at the same time. Her mouth on your clit, fingers in your cunt, head between your thighs, you felt the high of her expensive scent hit you all at once.

And by the time you were cumming in her mouth, your body was pulled into the pool at the sound of elites walking into this distinguished party.

⊹ BEIDOU

Perhaps she had drank a little too much.

“Psssh I know what I’m doing!” she waved off. You didn’t doubt her, but you were also embarrassed.

You were always her crew’s little token server woman whenever they drank and swam at this pool. They paid more tip the skimpier swimsuits you wore, the sluttier you’d act when you brought out their drinks. They’d holler, they’d touch, they’d stare.

Even Beidou, actually. Her legs were already spread when she sat like the men around her. She was the king of them all, and her crew had to accept that she was the only lap you were allowed to sit on.

And now was just one of those nights, bottom half of your body in the water with your hot pink frilly underwear shoved to the side — Beidou’s bulky red strap sliding in and out of you underwater. “Oooh, what a nice arch she has,” one crew mate said, tracing at your back muscles as Beidou sat back on the pool steps. You were making a mess out of yourself, crying little tears down your foundation-patted cheeks as you bounced your ass up and down. Her rough hands were on your waist, doing all the work for you.

Her small bottle of beer was right between your breasts being held up by your swim bra, though it was clearly going to spill or slip out if she continued letting you bounce like this.

The other men watched with keen and amused eyes, some jacking off and climaxing into the pool and some even near you, but only Beidou was allowed to be the one pleasuring you. She reached for your breasts and grabbed the bottle, taking another swig and putting it back, but not before giving your boobs a hard grab and squeeze first.

The water constantly splashed around you, making you cry out every time it felt like you were falling.

“Hey, hey captn’!” called a sailor, “can’t see much back here, y’know?”

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that man!” she laughed. “Lemme help fix that for ya’!” Reaching for your waist, she pulled you forward until your head hit her shoulder, forcing you to bend your back and jut out your ass for the rest of the pool to see. Immediately there was whistling; and immediately, too, she began to thrust upwards for all to see. She even moved upwards to the first step of the pool, practically making you fall down right onto her visible cock.

“Beidou, I—” she slapped at your trembling ass when she heard you speak. “—I need to… to do my job,” she hushed you.

“Settle down, girl,” she smirked. “Your job is to serve us and I think you’re putting on a good show, don’t you think?” The captain moved her calloused thumb down your back until it reached the hem of you bathing underwear. She pulled at the middle fabric again, making sure it wrapped around your left asscheek so nicely on your curve to give view to the way your sopping cunt took her strap.

Some man’s cum shot from the side, some of it splashing on your face and some on Beidou’s stomach. You yourself were already cumming again and again on the strap, drenching it in balls of white slick pouring down that looked deliciously glazed in your cum. You released another climax for everyone to hear, and Beidou tapped your ass a few times to get your attention.

“I think the boys want one more round, though,” she smiled at you. “Think you can do it? I know you can.”

Before you could answer, you felt your entire body lifted right out of the water and placed on to the edge. With your legs already spread she dived right into lick at your core, throwing her strap somewhere in the pool for another man to lap at. Your poor, abused slit was getting swirled at by her tongue even more, and you weren’t sure how much you could handle of this.

She smirked up at you, ready to be the one to taste you for the rest of the night.

#beidou x reader #ningguang x reader #la signora x reader #signora x reader #ningguang smut #beidou smut #signora smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #ningguang #beidou #genshin impact x reader

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adiluv · 8 months

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❥ 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐄, 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌. ˚⊹꒷

🎧୧・꒰summary—wc꒱ you're supposed to be his fan. not la signora's, not childe's, and definitely not il dottore's. 824 words.

💿୧・꒰warnings꒱ yandere character ꒰possessive behavior, petty scara꒱, idol/modern au, slightly suggestive at the end, reader is not traveler, lightly edited.

🎤୧・꒰adi moment꒱ inspired by these hcs! i don't think i'll be beating these scara lover allegations anytime soon, sadly... but anyway! scaramouche is honestly such a petty bastard imo, so i figured i'd mess around a bit with the idea! as always, hope you enjoy! ໒꒰ྀི ⁎ᵕ ᴗ ᵕ⁎꒱ྀི১

as a disclaimer, i don’t support yandere behavior in real life! please don’t interpret this post as justification for any of scaramouche’s actions.

Perhaps it was selfish of Scaramouche to be so terribly possessive over you, though months of correspondence with you had simply robbed him of the ability to care. A rare find, in his eyes, a bright light in an ocean of monotones. Being in an idol group with a whopping eleven other members certainly guaranteed that the attention of fans was finely split, and so he didn’t exactly see it wrong to be a bit more protective over the one that had eyes for him alone.

Or, at the very least, the one that should’ve had eyes for him alone.

Although practically drowning beneath the heaps of other memorabilia you’d come decked out in, the Il Dottore themed lanyard that hung from your phone case was ultimately unable to escape his piercing gaze. He’d always hated the cocky bastard, despised his overly pompous boasting and inflamed ego—but never before had those feelings burnt inside him with such soul-splitting intensity. No, he simply couldn’t help but fume atop the stage as the concert carried on, barely visible glares and the slightest shoves casted towards the senior member.

You weren’t exempt, either.

Was this what you’d wanted? To try and tear him apart with such an intense bout of jealousy? Forcing him—watching him struggle to keep his composure in front of the millions of fans that were watching him?

It was a stroke of luck he’d decided to become an idol, since he would’ve already bit his tongue off if he had the opportunity to keep his mouth closed.

Over the several months you’d known Scaramouche, invitations backstage had become the norm between the both of you—rare moments of alone time together with your body perfectly slotted within his arms and sweet nothings whispered in your ear.

Naturally, it was the absence of this that drove your heart wild.

Even worse was when another fan was granted the honor, personally escorted behind the curtains by the star as fans hounded the duo.

‘He’d never done that for you,’ came the tiny, jealous voice within your mind—fingers clamping shut into fists as you attempted to rationalize the scene in front of you. It was true, of course, that a bodyguard had always been the one to lead you to his dressing room, a slap in the face considering the way he held their hand in front of everybody. Why, oh why, is some… random person getting better treatment?

The both of you were already well aware that this scene would be blowing up come tomorrow, countless articles, tweets, and tiktoks posted by the insignificant pest he’d picked out. And while his cheeks were absolutely straining from the falsified polite smile he wore, seeing the dejected look on your face certainly alleviated some of the burden.

It wasn’t as though you even had the right to be angry with him—it’d just be silly considering this little stunt of yours—but there was something so horribly satisfying about watching you seething, all the same. How sweet! That little pout pulling down your lips, the crinkles forming in-between your furrowed eyebrows. Exactly what he’d been hoping for, pulling a random member of the audience along with him, and he was glad you decided not to disappoint twice in one night.

Maybe, if you’d chosen any of the other Harbingers to pull such a stunt with, he might’ve found it amusing. But showing up to his concert, with tickets that he paid for on your behalf, with merch of Il Dottore? Hah. Inexcusable, really—though it was ‘cute’ you had the gall.

He was certain he’d already gone off on tangents about the man before, certain that he’d already emphasized that only he was worthy of your adoration. Why, then, would you carry through with such a thinly veiled betrayal?

He would not share you with that man.

But no matter..! While the audacity you had to toy with him was commendable in its own right, you weren’t the only one that could play at that game. And Scaramouche? He plays to win. For the sake of proving this point, he’s more than willing to allow you to leave empty-handed tonight, push himself through the agony of being without your touch for a bit longer.

As expected, tickets to the Harbinger’s next concert arrive in your mailbox the day after their latest venue is announced—though the two extra items attached are much more novel. A letter, handwritten by the idol himself, chiding you for this little ‘slip-up’ in your loyalties… and a Scaramouche themed lanyard, orders attached to dispose of your current one immediately.

He’ll be keeping his eyes on his favorite fan.

You’re lucky that he’s being so generous, but even you should know that he has his limits. If you continue to act out, a more… hands-on punishment will be necessary to remind you of exactly who your love and attention belongs to.

But frankly? He doesn’t think he’d mind. ♡

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jessamine-rose · 2 years

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ʚ✿ Ubi amor, ibi dolor ✿ɞ

“Where there is love, there is pain.”

♡ Jessamine’s masterlist for Genshin Impact

♡ Italics for nsfw/ suggestive themes!!

♡ How do the Yandere! Harbingers Comfort their Darlings?? - Pantalone, Dottore, Pierro

✿ YANDERE MERMAID AU ✿

♡ Part of Your World - Capitano, Pantalone, Dottore, Pierro + notes

♡ Under the Sea - sequel + mermaid lore

♡ Orca! Mermaid! Pierro and aquatic diets

♡ A Lionfish! Mermaid for a darling??

✿ YANDERE CHURCH AU ✿

♡ Requiem for the Damned - Priest! Dottore x Demon! Darling

♡ Angel’s Tears - Guardian Angel! Capitano x Nonbeliever! Darling

✿ IL CAPITANO ✿

♡ Window to the Soul - Thank you for sharing the Captain’s eye color, Mika :’>

♡ Drunk s/o calls Capitano a stapler

♡ Happy New Year!! - a romantic start to 2024

♡ Capitano warms up his lover on a wintry day

✿ PANTALONE ✿

♡ Ardor of a Lover - Yandere! Vampire AU

♡ Blessing of Aphrodite - Yandere! NSFW

♡ A small act of love from the Regrator

✿ IL DOTTORE ✿

♡ Happy Pocky Day!! - Pocky kisses with Webttore and Primettore

♡ An Experiment in Procreation - Yandere! Dottore’s thoughts on babytrapping

♡ The Golden Ratio - Akademiya romance

♡ Ladyttore - Introduction ๑ Dottore’s jealousy

♡ Happy Valentine’s Day!! - a special present

♡ Dottore’s lover mourns his Segments

♡ Coffee Break - a date with the Segments

♡ An Unlikely Fitness Consultant <3 - Dottore helps you with your physical exercises

✿ PIERRO ✿

♡ Surgeon! Pierro comforts his patient

♡ Aoede - Yandere! Pierro x Singer! Reader (Modern AU) + EXTRA

♡ Smoke Break - a shared vice

✿ SCARAMOUCHE ✿

♡ Ghost Heart - Yandere! Wanderer x Reader

♡ Scaramouche’s regional tea preferences

✿ LA SIGNORA ✿

♡ A Candlelit Dinner - Yandere! La Signora’s darling copes with the death of their wife

✿ NEUVILLETTE ✿

♡ Mental image of Neuvillette wearing lingerie

✿ KAMISATO AYATO X THOMA ✿

♡ Kakegurui AU inspired by Kirari x Sayaka

♡ I Love You, Darling - official masterlist for my Yandere! Harbinger longfic series. Click the link for more content ꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ूˋ͈꒱｡ﾟ

♡ Darling Crossover - Part One ๑ Part Two

♡ Artifact Set: Beloved Darlings - lore + extras

✿ IL CAPITANO ✿

♡ Herbarium - Il Capitano x f! reader

♡ Fairytale - side story, Capitano’s POV

♡ Forget-Me-Not - epilogue, Capitano’s POV

♡ Astilbe - epilogue, comfort from Capitano

✿ PANTALONE ✿

♡ Housecat - Pantalone x f! Reader, pt 1

♡ Alea Iacta Est - part 2, Pantalone’s POV

♡ Happy - alternate ending written by Anon

✿ IL DOTTORE ✿

♡ Chemistry - Il Dottore x f! Reader

♡ Magnum Opus - side story, Dottore’s POV

♡ About Time - epilogue, Dottore’s thoughts on marriage

✿ PIERRO ✿

♡ Disjecta Membra - Pierro x f! Reader

♡ Chess Piece - side story, Pierro’s POV

✿ IL CAPITANO ✿

♡ Il Capitano x Little Dove! Darling

♡ Herbarium - chibi doodles, my own design for Damsel (Capitano’s darling)

♡ Happy 1.4k followers!! - Capitano x Damsel

✿ PANTALONE ✿

♡ Housecat - chibi doodles, my own design for Kitty (Pantalone’s darling) - OLD ๑ NEW

♡ Happy 1.5k followers!! - Pantalone x Kitty

✿ IL DOTTORE ✿

♡ Chemistry - chibi doodles, my own design for Assistant (Dottore’s darling)

♡ Happy 1.6k followers!! - Dottore x Assistant

✿ PIERRO ✿

♡ Disjecta Membra - chibi doodles, my own design for Savior (Pierro’s darling)

♡ Happy 1.7k followers!! - Pierro and Savior

✿ WANDERER ✿

♡ Happy 2k followers!! - Wanderer x Doll

#masterlist #genshin impact #genshin x reader #fatui x reader #fatui harbingers #jessamine-writing

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snowqueen-gh · 7 months

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just small funny thing about scaramouche and la signora in modern au (scaramouche design by Shin-chan) b∞bies are pretty soft to lay on them - are you comfortable, shorty? - hell yeah.

#sketch #game fanart #genshin impact #digital art #la signora #scaramouche

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yandere-daydreams · 7 months

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I’ve been spinning the phrase “literal arson machine” for a few minutes and like, assuming that refers to Signora… she’s only arson machine like 1% of the time… right?

i was referring to la signora and i know that she's more ice-coded than anything, but for the life of me, i cannot get it out of my head that in any kind of modern au, she'd chain smoke for the sole purpose of being able to drop the butt in the nearest pile of flammable goods and saunter away while your house burns down. this does not exclude the sex doll au, despite the fact that she would not technically have lungs to smoke with.

#it's called financial domination #except she's relying on your insurance agency to dominate you on her behalf #personal #anon ask

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kitty-thinks-stuff · 11 days

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college au chiscara? painter scara and music major childe? uhm this was meant to be simple and then it ended up being a multi-chapter fic about scaras artblock

Rating: Teens and up audiences

Archive warnings: No archive warnings apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)

Relationships: Scaramouche/Tartaglia (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe & Ying | Lumine (Genshin impact), Mona/Ying | Lumine (Genshin Impact), Scaramouche & La Signora (Genshin Impact)

Additional tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Platonic Cuddling, Everyone Is Gay, Trans Male Character, Trans Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Painter Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Music Major Childe, Pining, Mutual Pining, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Whipped Scaramouche (Genshin Impact), Whipped Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), No beta we die like Signora, scaramouche is called kuni and scara

Language: English

Summary:

“Of course I have friends, idiot. I can’t explain it. It’s like when I try to picture them to start painting, they don't look right.”

Childe nodded, laying back on Scaramouche’s bed, “They don’t look right?”

“I don’t know, like, swirled? Like they’re under water.”

OR Scara's struggling with art block, and the jealousy didnt help.

#first multi chapter what #genshin impact #chiscara #chiscara fic #genshin impact fic #ao3 #childe #scaramouche #kitty writes

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kabukibun · 9 months

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I imagine scara first trying to push his feelings for mommy away, because shes his mom!.. he cant fall for her!.. right?..

so he goes to experiment from people with his school (modern au bc idk how to write this if it was canon genshin fatui shit), he goes to find some pretty girls from his school and flirts with them.. but non of them give the same feelings as mommy..

he gets upset and goes to google somethings..

but no results.. so he goes to mommy.. she explains that its okay and kisses him <33

(but if it was in genshin au, if he would flirt with anyone it would probably be la signora?? he hates her but would flirt with her just to see if he actually likes mommy of just has a mommy kink (since la signora gives huge mommy vibes) (and spoiler alert: he got both))

(and I wanna suck la signora’s tits)

(also I ordered from vinted bc I’m from europe </3)

(ALSO I still got a draft but it involves non con and I Wanna be sure your okay with that 😭🤞)

-💜

Trying to ignore these feelings, Scara tries to flirt with anyone he can. That alone is fine, but when he tries to have sex, or even just kiss anyone, he can only think of Mommy so he can never go through with it.

His everything is reserved for her, but he still struggles accepting it. He might explain his feelings in a fit of frustration with Mommy, surprised when she kisses him on the lips, nibbling at his bottom lip. He pops a boner from that alone. He could almost cum from that, actually.

He tries to flirt with La Signora, trying to drop sexual innuendos, but the words come out bitter and he can't help but scowl throughout the entire interaction. It's then and there he decides no one, no matter how much of a motherly vibe they have, compare to his Mommy.

(pls signora come back u were so hot)

(ahhh i don't have any experience with that site since i'm from the u.s :( has the seller shipped it yet?? it may just be a problem with the shipping company)

(yes! dw i've written some noncon on this blog so it's totally okay to send!)

#💜 anon #—mommy au

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mayullla · 2 years

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[ - Genshin Impact; multiple characters Masterlist - ]

Do not repost or copy my works! Pictures are all taken from Genshin’s official art.

(F) = Fem!reader / (Gn) = Gn!reader

General

+ Play Dolls ;; (F) modern au, haunted dolls au, platonic yandere Characters: Zhoongli, Childe, Venti, Diluc, Kaeya

+ Siblings Account ;; (F) sagau, platonic yandere Characters: Childe and Yae Miko (many other characters mentioned) Cont! Genshin Banners and Pulls Character: Childe, Kaeya and Hu Tao

+ Virtual World Genshin ;; (Gn) Sagau, yandere( &/or platonic yandere)

+ La Signora’s little follower(?) ;; (Gn) Sagau Cult au, platonic yandere Characters: All the harbingers except Scaramouche

+ Klee and the little plushies (Monstade) ;; (F) Somewhat sagau cult / god au, fluff Cont! Qiqi's plushie delivery (Liyue) Cont! Sayu's plushie mission (Inazuma) Con! Nahida’s dream and plushies (Sumeru)

+ Artifact Set (Yan!ver): Torched Limerence Set

Genshin Events

+ Bartender and drinks;; (Gn) Sagau, yandere Characters; Kaeya, Rosaria and Diluc Event; Of Drink A-Dreaming / Day One / Ver. 2.5

+ Teapot meal Invite ;; (Gn) Sagau, fluff Charcaters: Arataki Itto, Chongyun, Gorou Event; Spice from the west / Ver. 2.6

#genshin masterlist #mayu masterlist #masterlist

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natsuyuki-w · 10 months

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Serenitea Shop | Boreal Watch

Kaedehara Kazuha x f!reader

italiano

Modern AU

Serenitea shop >

Seduti ai nostri posti io e Xingqiu aspettavamo che il docente finisse di preparare il materiale per la lezione. Presi a due mani la tazza di ceramica e portandomela alla bocca lanciai dei fugaci sguardi alla mia crush.

"Menta,... E mirtilli neri" inspirò sognante il ragazzo col codino. - Aye! Kazuha? Heyyyy...Hey!- lo svegliò la vicina di banco con forti schiocchi di dita davanti alla faccia. - Mh? - chiese ancora un po' dall'altra parte il ragazzo albino. - Mah, come si dice a casa mia, avevi proprio uno sguardo da pesce lesso.- affermò la ragazza. Non perdeva mai l'occasione di punzecchiare l'amico sognatore, o chiunque a dirla tutta.

- A volte anche il samurai più inarrestabile può cedere alle sfide del suo cammino.- le disse con un sorriso affettuoso. - Ma non dir cazzate! Quando mai ti ho trovato stanco? Non so come sia possibile, ma comunque, sono sicura ti stessi facendo una delle tue solite seghe mentali.-

Non esattamente, era però vero che non fosse per la stanchezza il suo attimo di distrazione. Era da un po' che il ragazzo si sentiva in quel modo. Strette al petto, farfalle nello stomaco, guance rosse e il suo naso a guidarlo sempre verso la stessa persona.... Sì naso!

La ragazza dal profumo di caffetteria gli stava facendo girare la testa. Ma purtroppo, letteratura era l'unico corso che avevano in comune ed ogni volta che le volesse parlarle era a trattenuta da qualcun'altro, di corsa, o impegnata con il docente.

La sua morale gli impediva di andare ad indagare (stalkerare) sulla sua persona, al contrario di ciò che gli avrebbero fatto fare i suoi amici. Dunque per evitare approcci indelicati, stava mantenendo calme le acque e tenendo per sé la cosa. Ma aveva decisamente sopravvalutato la sua discrezione e sottostimato l'occhio vigile della vicina. - Sì! Ha la mia benedizione.- disse compiaciuta Beidou che annuì con le braccia incrociate al petto e poggiò la schiena alla panca dell'aula. - Benedizione? - chiese confuso il ragazzo Giapponese. Ma lei stava già girando la testa verso il docente sussurrandogli come ultime parole: - Serenitea shop, domani alle 10:00.-

Che gli chiedesse di frequentare un posto del genere lo rendeva a dir poco perplesso. Lo stile dell'amica era più da vecchio ubriacone che da hipster. Ma decise di lasciare il tempo che correva ed apprezzare l'offerta di buona compagnia.

A lezione finita corsi via per portare le compere che avevo fatto per strada e prepararmi ad una serata con Venti all'insegna di forti bevute e sostegno emotivo. - A domani ragazzi, se volete aggiungervi io sono all'Angel's Share, dovrebbe essere serata karaoke.- e dopo un'ultima fugace occhiata al mio compagno di classe me ne andai. Mi svegliai presto ad aiutare i miei genitori, un gruppetto di superstiti della serata precedente aveva deciso di farmi visita e si era accampato a scroccare l'ospitalità di mio padre.

Fra accogliere ed informare i clienti si erano fatte le 10. - Benvenuti al serenitea shop. - dissi con voce gentile alla famigliola appena arrivata. - C'è posto? - chiese incerta la signora. I due monelli trattenuti dal fiondarsi verso il bancone imbandito di dolci. - Sì, assolutamente. Non sembra ma ci stiamo in tanti! - - Ah bene allora con permesso - rispose la donna. - Vi informo però che oggi ci sarà l'art showcase quindi siamo tutti un po' in fermento. - ridacchiai porgendo un volantino dalla pila fra le mie braccia. - Sarà divertente. Siete liberi di semplicemente assistere o potete partecipare. Basta che mi dite e vi metto in lista. - Nonostante l'entusiasmo dei figli la madre declinò gentilmente l'offerta e si fece indicare il primo tavolo a disposizione.

- Buondì benvenuto... Al serenitea shop. - quello che non mi sarei aspettata, era di ritrovarmi faccia a faccia con la mia crush. Ci guardammo increduli per qualche istante ma lui si ricompose dopo poco per salutarmi. "HA DETTO IL MIO NOME SA CHE ESISTO??????" Urlai internamente. - Ora capisco... Sembra che solo spinto dalle tempeste i nostri cammini potessero incrociarsi. - pensò lui ad alta voce. -...non so cosa tu abbia detto, ma suonava benissimo... Vuoi partecipare? - gli porsi il volantino. - Sono sicura che i tuoi haiku saranno molto apprezzati. So che a me piace ascoltare la tua v...POESIA, volevo dire poesia. - mi raddrizzai rossa come i suoi occhi. - No d-davvvero, sei incredibile. I tuoi testi sono immersivi,... E come se attivassero i cinque sensi ed hai un archivio di metafore infinito. N-non è solo perchè m-mi piace la tua voce...cioè sì....però sei bravissimo...-

Ero proprio una fangirl, e nel tentativo di spiegarmi avevo solo peggiorato le cose, qualcuno doveva seppellirmi per la vergogna.

Alzai di nuovo lo sguardo, stava sorridendo misteriosamente, ma un rossore era comparso anche sul suo volto. - Come potrei negare, dopo questi sentiti complimenti dalla persona che smuove i miei testi in tempi recenti. - e prese dalla mia mano il foglio facendo bene attenzione di sfiorarla. Prima che il mio cervello potesse riattivarsi nel chiedere approfondimenti, il telefono di Kazuha squillò e fece un cenno per scusarsi.

- È lui? - arrivò di soppiatto Venti facendomi balzare. - Chi? - risposi facendo la finta tonta. - I tuoi occhi a cuoricino si vedono da in fondo alla sala. Non mi inganni signorina. - rispose con un sorriso ad occhi chiusi. - Non. Fare. Niente. - lo minacciai serrando i denti. - Cooosa~? - disse innocente cingendomi le spalle. - Stai già facendo un ottimo lavoro da sola. - e mi pizzicò le guance ancora rosate. Il ragazzo Giapponese si rigirò, le sue sopracciglia leggermente aggrottate. - V-va tutto bene Kazuha? - chiesi incerta. - Sembrerebbe che la mia uscita abbia preso una via solitaria, la mia amica Beidou mi ha gentilmente comunicato l'imminente ritiro.- - Puoi stare con m... Cioè no. Io devo lavorare, però se vuoi i miei amici ti accoglierebbero volentieri. Sono dei totali idioti ma almeno simpatici.- gli dissi d'un fiato - A volte. - conclusi guardando Venti. - Ti farò ricredere subito. - disse Venti girando i tacchi verso il bancone del caffé e facendomi una linguaccia.

Sentii ridacchiare il mio interlocutore, cristallina, soffice ma non timida. Basta palpitare stupido cuoricino. - Siete molto vicini. - commentò. - Gli voglio un bene dell'anima, siamo come fratelli,... Mi fa pure imbestialire come se lo fosse. - mormorai a denti stretti e Kazuha mi donò nuovamente quella splendida risata. - Eccomi! Bene ora entrate, corse il ragazzo cone le treccine blu per spingerci entrambi all'interno. - Ma che fai? - guardai verso mio padre e mi lanciò un okay con le lacrime agli occhi.

- Che cosa gli hai detto? - in modo inquisitorio assottigliai gli occhi sul mio amico. - Solo che ti ho combinato un appuntamento con il tuo amore segreto. - disse con nonchalance. E in quel momento mi resi conto che la spinta mi aveva portata braccio contro braccio a Kazuha, che ovviamente aveva sentito tutto. - HAHAHAHA no-n non so di cosa parla,... Cioè ovviamente sei molto carino... ma cioè sarebbe stupido da parte mia... Non ci conosciamo e... Ecco scusami,... P-puoi andare visto che Beidou non c'è,...-

- Come funzionava l'art showcasing? - fermò Venti, e chiese guardandomi dritto negli occhi con un sorriso dolce e le punte delle orecchie un po' rosee. - Sei iscritto! - esclamò l'altro portandolo al palchetto nell'angolo. Era accanto al nostro tavolo, e il ragazzino tedesco mi trascinò a sedere nel punto più vicino possibile.

Kazuha si sedette e prese un profondo respiro portando la mano al mento.

Poi avvicinò le labbra al microfono e recitò un singolo Haiku. - Profumo dolce Nell'aria sospeso, Sussurri di té. - Così breve, eppure il tempo sembrò dilatarsi. Non avevo mai ricevuto l'attenzione di uno sguardo così intenso. Poi il ragazzo si alzò e venne a sedersi accanto a me. Non avevo capito molto, nussuno aveva capito molto ma un applauso si alzò comunque e il forte Bum Bum Bum nel mio petto forse segnalava che qualcosa era successo.

- C-cosa vorresti? - Gli chiesi in procinto di ordinare al bancone. Lui allungò la mano e delicatamente mi tirò il braccio per riavvicinarmi. Poi a bassa voce nel mio orecchio disse: - te -.

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