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Pervert!Al-haitham with a florist reader.
💋 | Pervert!Al-haitham that sniffs the letters you send him because it smells like you. Rationalizing it as him familiarizing himself with your scent, and "training" to be the best husband for you.
💌 | Pervert!Al-haitham that loves to fantasize and randomly does so in random moments where his creativity can stretch the scenario to fit his delusions.
💌 | Pervert!Al-haitham that once fantasized about you in a wedding dress holding your favorite bouquet of flowers from Fontaine all because you showed the new set of flowers you organized by holding it close to yourself and smiling too gorgeously.
💋 | Pervert!al-haitham who loves slowly stroking himself with his head thrown back sitting on his chair with his legs spread out like they were accommodating someone's body there. Imagining it was your hand that was jerking him off and comes early at the thought of the stimulation coming from you.
💌 | Pervert!Al-haitham who buys your favorite bouquet sets because they smell like you. He wants to feel close to you even if you aren't physically there he can imagine you were.
💌 | Pervert!al-haitham who confesses his feelings through a letter left by one of the shelves near you he carefully slipped it there. Before [name] could notice how it seemed to leave his garments so perfectly timed they couldn't help but be curious about the contents when it's addressed to them.
💌💋 | Pervert!Al-haitham who slowly starts courting you when you finally become lovers he seizes every chance he gets to touch wherever whenever.
💋 | Pervert!al-haitham that fingers you in public as you're tending to your customers behind the register, loving the way you contain yourself so as to not embarrass you both.
💋 | Pervert!Al-haitham who loves shoving a dildo up your cunt whenever he needs to be away from you for long periods of time for his work.
💋 | Pervert!al-haitham who does that to train your cunt for his dick whenever you both need it.
💋 | Pervert!Al-haitham that gets off of the idea of not pulling out to knock you up but always ends up pulling out per your request.
💋 | Pervert!Al-haitham that ends up knocking you up either way because he never used a condom(he knew perfectly well this was gonna happen).
Couldn't get it out of my mind l, so might aswell feed the fandom more content.
here, eat you whores.
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a new age-restricted chatroom just opened! ⚠ (minors dni) ⚠
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𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
◇ characters ◇ zhongli, childe, al haitham
◇ tags ◇ minors dni, modern!au, afab!reader, fem!reader, sexting (childe, zhongli), phone sex (zhongli, al haitham), established relationship, lots of dirty talking, abs & dick pics (digitally drawn/manga panel style), petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, dear, darling, princess, love), praise (good girl), light degradation (slut, pervert), begging, brat taming (zhongli, al haitham), orgasm denial (zhongli), mentions of sex tape (zhongli), dom/sub relationship (zhongli), mentions of blowjob (childe), implied breeding kink (childe), sex toy (al haitham), no actual pics from 'your' side (pictures sent as ‘blank’ pic) from because everyone’s bodies are different <3
◇ a/n ◇ yet another chatroom, and this time, a spicy one with a 'call' feature, as promised from wayyyy back last year lol i am praying and hoping and begging to rex lapis that this wasn't cringe or awkward but if it is then i will pretend not to hear and i will not perceive hskdjskdh also, al haitham’s part was inspired by this long-distance couple's sex toy.
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ıllıㅤ#𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; ☆ full fics / ✦ thirsts / ✢ headcanons
Childe ; Tartaglia.
Perverted Roommate!Tartaglia [✦]
Masochist Tartaglia [✦]
A Wild Tartaglia Has Appeared [☆]
CONSTELLATION 3: Triple Trouble [☆]
Rebelling with the Hunter [✦]
A Sweet Taste [✦]
Erotic Writer!Childe [✦]
What’s a big brother for? [✦]
(Step)-Brotherly Love [☆]
I might fuck my ex [✦]
Secrets can be kept in Snow [☆]
The Childhood Best Friend [☆]
A Broken Fourth Wall. [✦]
Secrets can be kept in Snow (aftermath) [✦]
A Normal xFem!Reader Fanfic [☆]
Incubus in the Forest. [✦]
Under Control. [☆]
To love you and to Forsake others. [✦]
Step!Brother Childe [✦]
Kitsune!Childe & Reader [✦]
Three for One [✦]
Wolf!Childe [✦]
Vampire Hunter!Childe [✦]
Yandere Step Brother!Childe [✦]
Dance tutor!Childe [✦]
Threesome with Switch!Capitano[✦]
Tighnari.
A treat for two [☆]
Cyno.
A Broken Fourth Wall. [✦]
Unconscious at Night.[✦]
Kaeya Alberich.
(Step)-Brotherly Love [☆]
CNC Kink [✦]
I might fuck my ex [✦]
A Broken Fourth Wall. [✦]
A Normal xFem!Reader Fanfic [☆]
Incubus in the Forest. [✦]
Devil’s Bargain. [☆]
To love you and to Forsake others. [✦]
Three for One [✦]
Isekaid!Kaeya with Character!Reader [✦]
Capitano.
Addicted [☆]
A Broken Fourth Wall. [✦]
Incubus in the Forest. [✦]
Threesome with Sub!Childe [✦]
Diluc Ragnvindr.
Partners in virtue [☆]
A Broken Fourth Wall. [✦]
A Normal xFem!Reader Fanfic [☆]
To love you and to Forsake others. [✦]
Al Haitham.
Fondful Graze [☆]
(Step)-Brotherly Love [☆]
I might fuck my ex [✦]
A Normal xFem!Reader Fanfic [☆]
Step!Brother Al Haitham [✦]
To love you and to Forsake others. [✦]
Kaveh.
Incubus in the Forest. [✦]
Three for One [✦]
Ayato Kamisato.
To love you and to Forsake others. [✦]
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Event Masterlist.
Wuthering Waves Masterlist.
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under alhaithams desk during a meeting :> idk i think it would be funny making him stay quite while he cums
ooooohohohoho anon you’ve done it now
al haitham//hidden away/gn!reader//18+
contents: gn!reader, semi-public, voyerism, blowjob, teasing, being a lil shit <3
words: man, fuck if i know
notes: i’m sorry i just loooove bullying al haitham, here’s to all of you i’ve awakened a bullying kink in, more like this on the way
archons, could you ever agree with this man?
it felt like hours had passed since you began arguing over these documents. you stood firm that they needed serious revision. al haitham saw them fine as they were.
so the both of you sat there in his office, him at his desk and you peering right over his shoulder, urging him to reconsider. but, stubborn as always, al haitham refused to let up.
typical.
the bickering didn’t stop until you pointed so vigorously at a certain passage your favorite cor lapis ring fell off your index finger and tumbled to the ground, rolling out of sight beneath the scribe’s desk.
“move.” you command, rising from your place beside him.
“hmm? why?” he looks up at you, same stoic expression as always.
you sigh, a noise closer to irritation than exasperation. “my ring, it fell off. i think it rolled under your desk.”
“and?”
“and i’d like it back.” you snap.
“well,” he pushes his chair out form his desk, allowing room to grab the lost item. “i’m not stopping you.”
you glare at him, eyes like daggers as he regards you as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. unhelpful and unyielding as ever.
you scoff at him before dropping to your knees, bending low to search under the ornate looking desk.
was he doing this to assert dominance? to irk you? just to see the swell of your ass as you bend to search?
for how high regard the akademiya holds him, you wonder if he really is just a no-good pervert.
your theories screech to a halt in your head as you hear the sound of al haitham’s study door opening once more.
“excuse me, mr. al haitham?” a timid voice calls.
you freeze under his desk, not daring to breathe as you look up at al haitham. he actually looks surprised at the sudden intrusion, apparently as blind-sided as you were. all until he takes a moment to clear his throat, pulling his chair back into his desk and effectively trapping you under there.
“yes. apologies, i almost forgot about our meeting.”
meeting?
“that’s alright! we were running a bit late ourselves.” from below, you can see two sets of feet sheepishly make their way into al haitham’s office. “let’s get the presentation under way, then.”
oh. you both argued so long that you bled into the allotted time of some poor students’ scheduled meeting with the akademiya’s scribe.
and now he’s too embarrassed to reveal you hiding below his desk.
well, now that you think about it, this could be the perfect opportunity to exact some sweet, sweet revenge.
. . .
his head is racing. it’s been 5 minutes since this in-promptu presentation started and he feels as if he’s losing his mind.
you’re not even moving. archons, you’re not even moving. but he can feel your pretty head resting oh-so-heavy on one thigh and your hand on the other.
shit. he lost himself in the game of teasing you for fun and completely forgot about the rest of his scheduled meetings for today. and just when he finally had the upper hand on you, these bumbling students make themselves known.
after a few deep breaths and a quiet moment, he’s almost convinced himself that you are just hiding down there as to not embarrass the both of you.
yes, you’ll wait until those two finish the small presentation they’ve prepared and then make your way out, never to speak of this predicament again.
until he feels that hand slide up, up, up his thigh.
oh, archons. you’re, you’re-
reaching for his waistband. . .
. . .
he’s lost track of whatever the two of them were prattling on about long ago. his eyebrows are knit tightly, eyes closed, biting down on his bottom lip as to not let any noise escape.
“grand scribe? are you feeling alright? you’re looking awfully red.”
he looks up, shooting the pair a glare that makes them shrink back.
“it’s no matter.” he continues to grasp the armrest of his chair, knuckles white with tension as you show no signs of letting up.
the younger student pipes up in surprising stroke of courage, “i-if you feel you’re running a fever we can come back another day.”
“i said it’s-nggh!”
he feels his cock sink impossibly deeper into your mouth, head only meeting resistance against the back of your throat.
al haitham can’t help but buck up into your mouth, sucking in a harsh breath at the warm heat his aching cock is met with. he had no idea your mouth could be so wet, so warm, so lewd.
“j-just, get this over with.” al haitham barks, breath hitched, squirming in his grand chair hoping the two haven’t caught on just yet.
you can’t help but hum in satisfaction, knowing how flustered that scribe must be now. your thumb glides along his balls, massaging the sensitive skin as your head continues to bob up and down his length, feeling him tense as he draws closer and closer to release.
he really tries to pay attention, he does. but your mouth wrapped so sweetly around his throbbing cock, licking and sucking and teasing him without mercy all from the confines of below his desk is too much to bear, even from a man with a stoic temperament like himself.
it’s too much. your skillful hands, your sinful mouth, the way you work him so earnestly. he can fell himself on the edge, teetering so close to it, all while he has an audience to witness such debauchery.
he can’t, he won’t, he’s—he’s going to. . .
“so, mr. scribe. what do you think?”
al haitham doesn’t register the words. all he can do is reach under his desk and grab your hair, pulling you farther onto his cock as he unravels, shooting his load deep in you throat as he bites his tongue, desperately trying to keep quiet as he cums so hard into your mouth.
he takes a second to breathe, hazy eyes finally focusing on the nervous students once again.
it takes a good second or two before he can realize that they’re waiting for some sort of response.
“yes.” he mumbled, removing a hand from your tangled hair to wave the pair off. “very good. approved.”
the student don’t even bother to question how disheveled the scribe seems, too elated with the news.
“t-thank you mr. scribe! we won’t let you down!” the older stutters, quickly collecting his materials before escaping the room with his junior.
all al haitham can do is sit and gasp, rolling back his chair to witness you remove yourself from his spent cock, cum dripping from your tongue and down to he intricately tiled floor below.
you hold up you hand, covered in his release and sporting a beautiful ring once again on your finger.
“found it.”
#anon thank you for waiting so long#i hope it’s everything you dreamed of#tender thoughts#tender answers#al haitham x reader#alhaitham x reader#al haitham x y/n#alhaitham x y/n#al haitham x you#alhaitham x you#al haitham smut#alhaitham smut
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Genshin Men reacting to you getting your nipples pierced (fem reader)
Scaramouche
This man was so shocked the first time he saw your tits. He still tried to act aloof, as if the fact you had pierced nipples didn’t excite him at all, but you knew he was lying not only to you, but to himself as well with the way he continued to sneakily look at your clothed tits with furrowed eyebrows and a small blush dusting his cheeks.
Before, he wasn’t such a fan of your tits, but after that he started casually groping them all the time, while doing mundane tasks like watching tv, cooking, cuddling, etc.
He loves to play with your pierced nipples the most though. The cute noises you make while he’s playing with your nipple piercings make him so excited. He could be playing with your nipples for hours, twisting, pinching and pulling them until you’re crying, wanting more.
He’ll just laugh at you at first, saying how pathetic you look and sound, but then he’ll get on top of you and will keep on sucking on your nipples however long he’ll want to. He won’t stop even if you beg him, while crying from oversensitivity, saying that you’re so wet now (he's so mean lol). He’ll just laugh at you and will stimulate you more.
“S-scara please, l-leave them alone already and fuck me~!”
“No, you don’t deserve my cock for being such a whore and getting your nipples pierced”
Itto
He was surprised at first, he didn’t expect you to have THIS kind of a perverted piercing since you look so innocent…
I headcanon that Itto has pierced nipples as well so he’ll know just how sensitive they are and how good it feels to toy with them. He likes to tease your nips while both of you are outside, sitting somewhere in the fields and enjoying the nature.
He loves twisting them between his fingers and pulling on the small barbells. The way you keep on moaning makes him so excited, that he just has to fuck you right here, right now. As he fucks you, he has to play with your nipples as well of course! he loves how it makes you tighten around his throbbing cock ;)
“Your tits are so hot Y/N chan… does it feel good when i squeeze your nipples? You make such cute noises…”
“I-Itto ah..! Please stop, I’m too sensitive~!”
Al Haitham
Al Haitham had the kind of look on his face, where you didn’t know what he was thinking about as he was staring at your naked breasts.
You were starting to get nervous and were about to put your shirt back on when he grabbed one nipple between his fingers and started pinching and pulling it while he sucked on another. You moaned loudly in surprise as it happened quite fast. He just grinned and bit slightly on your nipple, making you moan louder.
What you didn’t expect is that he would be abusing your nipples for hours. After all this time you were a moaning, whining, crying mess, that came already a few times from having your nipples stimulated.
“Al Haitham, please, e-enough already, I can’t take it anymore~!”
“No, I still want to see if you can get even more sensitive as to cum from a single touch”
“N-nooo!”
He’s a menace :’)
Kaveh
This man was so embarrassed the first time he saw your piercings. He had a nosebleed from the sight at first and you had to comfort him, telling that it was okay and he had nothing to worry about.
After he had calmed down, he laid on top of you, before asking your permission to see your tits again. After you gave him your consent, he slowly lifted your shirt up and with a soft blush on his face started kissing your nipples. As he heard how you were moaning his name, he got more and more into it, sucking, biting and licking each nipple while pulling on the small barbells adorning your nipples.
“Ah.. Y/N your nipples are so cute…”
“K-Kaveh~!”
You could only blush and moan in response as he continued to praise you..
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Kinktober Day 11: Pet Play
Rating: R-18+
Word Count: 5711
Warnings: Afab!reader, coercion, abuse of power, exploitative dynamic, pet play/puppy play, vaginal fingering, humiliation/degradation, dubcon, use of ‘good girl’ and other gendered language
A/N: Sorry this one is late, I physically could not keep my eyes open to do the editing 😭
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“This is an abuse of power, I hope you know that.”
Looking up at the low hiss, Al-Haitham casually moves his book aside to peer down at where you’re knelt on the floor. You can feel his eyes burning into you but refuse to actually bring your head up and look at him, far too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Just glimpsing the shift in your peripheral is almost enough to crumble your resolve and send you running from the room but you had an objective here. A goal you refused to back down from no matter to what frustrating lengths he went just to stonewall you so you fiercely maintain your position, even when your arms shudder and threaten to give out.
You couldn’t believe him. The nerve he had, putting you into this kind of situation! Not only was it a major abuse of power but also a punishable offense in the Akademiya’s code of conduct that would have escalated into quite a buzzing scandal were it not for the fact you had no one to turn to about it. Even if you did try to file a complaint it would just end up on his desk by the next morning and you would be worse off than you’d started.
You’d always thought the Grand Sage held far too much sway and authority over the Akademiya’s internal affairs with nothing to keep them in check, and Al-Haitham was just further solidifying that belief.
A long moment of terse silence settles over the still office, and you really don’t expect him to even dignify that assertion with a response when the only reason he was entertaining this in the first place was to prove a point. But then, to your dull surprise, he eventually draws an apathetic breath.
“No one is forcing you to do this, least of all myself. You’re welcome to gather up your belongings and leave at any time. It’s not like I’m holding you hostage or anything.”
You bark out a humorless laugh, bitter and strained. That was certainly easy for him to say when he was the one with all the control here. If the roles had been reversed, you were sure he would have been squirming too.
Well … maybe not. This was Al-Haitham you were talking about but that was hardly the point!
“I’m not leaving,” You grit, trying very hard to keep the tremor out of your voice. “Not until you sign that paper!”
Shrugging as if he really could care less, Al-Haitham returns to his book without a second thought to the matter. You curse him under your breath, rather creatively too, but it’s like he doesn’t even hear it. Completely unperturbed and eternally at ease, he just sits there in his high backed chair with one ankle crossed over the opposite leg while he reads — you steal a quick, harried glance at the title on the cover. The Compendious Book on Calculation by Completion and Balancing? Was that seriously what his mind was focused on right now?
Stamping down the urge to seethe through your teeth, you stiffly readjust the placement of your hands on the floor and try to distribute your weight more evenly. You probably shouldn’t have been surprised to end up in this situation after bursting into his office against your better judgment and prostrating yourself at his feet, begging for his signature and promising to do anything he asked in return. You’d expected, perhaps, monetary favors, personal debt, indentured servitude or maybe even transactional sex but this went far beyond what you could have ever anticipated.
He’d simply told you to stay like that. Nothing else and no further instructions. At first you’d thought this was just a bizarre precursor to an inappropriate sexual liaison with the Acting Grand Sage, that he was just far more perverted than you’d initially thought and he got off on having women kneel at his feet like some kind of brute. So you’d stayed like that, on hand and bended knee, but it was fast approaching an hour now and still he’d barely even looked at you, never mind made any kind of advance.
You were furious with him as much as yourself. But pride could be a funny thing and you were a bit too stubborn to give up now when you’d already stooped this low. Even if he stayed here all night reading his stupid book in perpetual silence you weren’t leaving until you got him to sign off on that damned budget request!
Unfortunately you were quickly losing strength in your arms and you gingerly rock back to settle more squarely on your knees, attempting to lessen some of the pressure. You grimace at the deep ache that throbs through your limbs as you try to discreetly roll some of the tension out with slow rotations of your wrists but it does little in the way of good, and you give a small hiss.
“You’re getting tired.” It’s a statement, not a question, and you nearly jolt right up off the floor in your surprise.
“I’m not!” Stubbornly, you return to your original position even when it makes the screaming tendons in your limbs cry out in protest. You couldn’t let him win. If you gave up now he’d just send you packing and that paper would never get signed. “Your book must be pretty dull if you’re still focused on me though. Maybe you should stop playing this silly game already and just give me what I came here for.”
Al-Haitham lowers his book to look at you again. “I’m playing a silly game?” Quietly scoffing, he lowers his arm altogether to let it rest across his bent knee with the book dangling towards the floor now. “Look, I don’t say this to discourage you but I’m really not sure what you think this is going to accomplish. I didn’t agree to anything nor did I make a bargain with you. You’re the one who decided to camp out here under the assumption that your obstinance would net you the result you wanted. Honestly I’m a bit surprised at how stubborn you’re being about this.”
“I need that budget sign off!”
“You might need it but that doesn’t mean you’re going to get it.”
You can’t quite stop yourself from snapping your attention up to gape at him. He couldn’t be serious! “How dare you talk to me like a child …”
With a slow, deliberate blink of his eyes, Al-Haitham tips his head to one side, looking for all the world like an observant predatory bird regarding its prey. “How else am I supposed to treat you when you’re acting like one?”
An affronted burst of sound comes out of you, but when you draw a sharp breath to snap at him nothing comes out. You’re just left with your mouth hanging open like a fool, so you slowly close it again and try to rein in your temper. You couldn’t let him get under your skin like this. The sooner he turned your own emotions against you the sooner you’d be sent from his office empty handed. Maintaining a level head even in the face of his infuriating attitude was likely the only thing that would see you through this standoff and, steeling your resolve, you narrow your eyes up at him.
“I’m not leaving until you give me your signature.”
“Do you really think you can outlast me?”
“If that’s what it takes, yes.”
A quiet beat passes over the room while he seems to consider that in his mind. Not that his typically unreadable expression told you much of anything, but he hadn’t returned to his book yet and his viridescent eyes had taken on a distant quality that would seem to suggest deep thought. You aren’t sure what he’s going to come back at you with — grudging acquiescence, just to get you out of his office, or a call for the guards to come and take you away by force — but it’s certainly not for him to sedately uncross his legs and lean forward, elbows bracing on his knees.
You go ramrod stiff, so shocked you can’t even find the wherewithal to properly react when he slouches down to look you square in the face and you abruptly realize just how close you really are. You’d never seen him from only a scant few inches away like this, the strong cut of his jaw and handsome brow catching you completely off guard. How had you never noticed how striking he was?
“Fine.” He intones, surprising you so much you have to do a double take.
“What?”
“I said fine. Since you want to play this game so badly, I suppose I’d be willing to meet you somewhere in the middle. Unless, of course, your precious budget isn’t worth the gamble?”
You realize what he’s doing immediately. It would have been a little hard not to when he was staring at you with those deeply impertinent eyes, just daring you to take the bait and see who came out on top. This wasn’t a compromise, it was a flat out challenge! He was so damn confident he could best you that the notion of having to actually sign off on your paper clearly wasn’t even a concern in his mind. You hated him for it, handsome or not, and you don’t try to hide it as you harden your expression.
“You’ve got yourself a deal, you bastard.”
“Alright.” Straightening up, Al-Haitham snaps the book in his hand shut to finally give you his full attention. “Take off your clothes.”
Your heart sputters and nearly extinguishes. “Excuse me?”
He actually has the audacity to quirk a brow at you, like you were the one with the problem, and you run even hotter than before. The nerve of him! But if that was how he wanted to be then fine, you would simply meet him head on and see who could really outlast who.
Teeth gnashing, you jerk your body upright and viciously tear at your robe to get it pulled up over your head before he can say anything else about it. You were so mad, so incredibly pissed at him that you nearly knock yourself off balance and tip over from how hard you yank your own clothes off. He wasn’t going to win, though. You would sooner jump into the endless ocean without a life preserver before ever admitting defeat to the likes of him!
Irritably tossing everything aside, you gradually work your way down to the bottommost layer but you don’t stop long enough to let it give you pause. Your silk chemise comes off with a snarl and then you’re tugging soft bloomers down so you can inelegantly kick your way out of them as well. Finally, you find yourself kneeling in the Grand Sage’s office, completely naked and chest heaving uncontrollably as you glare daggers at him still sat comfortably in his seat. But he just impassively looks at you as if he wasn’t in any way moved, neither impressed by your nudity or all that interested by the looks of it. Just another factor to humiliate you with.
“You forgot your shoes.” He says at last, and your blood pressure spikes so hard and so fast that you momentarily forget how to breathe.
Twisting around, you rip off one of your slippers so you can cock it back with every intention of sending it flying right at his smug face. But you barely have enough time to get your arm up before he suddenly grabs you by the wrist, halting the motion before you can follow through. Choking on your anger as much as your surprise, you watch him slowly rise from his seat so he can lean over you and put his face close to yours again.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He tells you in such a bland, unconcerned tone that for a split second you’re not even sure if he’s actually being sincere or not. But then he expectantly holds up his unoccupied hand and you whither under that inscrutable gaze. “Give me the shoe.”
You desperately try to keep hold of your fiery rage but it sputters out quickly enough under his cool, mild temperament and you suddenly feel a bit silly — it was hard not to when Al-Haitham looked at you like that — and you obediently hand it over to him when he lets up his hold on your wrist. Feeling appropriately cowed, you ease back to sit on your haunches while he straightens up to his full, towering height to speculatively regard your shoe for a moment. Listless, you reach back and shove the other one off your foot without a care to where it may fall.
Finally, he looks at you again. “Back into position.”
A short beat of confusion marches through your mind before you realize what he wants, and your face quickly starts to heat up again. He was certainly pushing his luck today. And although you may not have had your anger to cling to anymore you still had your resolve, and it doesn’t abandon you even now. Grudgingly, you comply.
Shifting forward to brace on your hands and knees again, you settle into place before him even when it only seems to highlight your stark nudity. Your breasts sway softly with the motion, nipples puckered tight in the decidedly cool office, but you try your best to ignore it. Instead, you bring your head up, ready to snap at him — but his hand coming to rest on top of your head abruptly stops you in your tracks.
“Good girl.”
Your stomach lurches. What the hell did he think he was doing?
“Y - you — I don’t —“ You choke and stammer, unable to get so much as a single coherent sentence out, but he just … pets you. Idly rubs his (frustratingly) large hand over your head for a brief moment before pulling away without even a hint of shame to show for it. As if it was the most natural thing in the world for him to be doing and not incredibly, deeply belittling.
But if he recognizes the look of affronted disbelief on your face he certainly doesn’t show it and merely shifts back to settle his weight to one side. With your slipper still clutched in his fingers, you bitterly note.
“Now that we’ve established you can follow directions, here's how this is going to work. I’ll give you an hour of my time since you wasted one of yours hoping I’d change my mind about the budget paper. I don’t usually negotiate or give in to demands like this, but if you can show me you have the resolve to back up your beliefs with meaningful action then I’ll give you my sign off. Your field holds a great deal of potential but that was no small sum you asked for. I want to know if you can actually back it up or not.”
“And how am I supposed to do that?” You growl, feeling your temper start to spike again.
Without missing a beat the hand at his side shifts, gesturing towards the spot next to him with a quick snap of his fingers. “Come here.”
Your body gives a subconscious, angry little jerk at the sound but you bite your tongue, knowing if you allowed yourself to speak now you’d just flush everything down the toilet. It’s exceptionally hard to do when you knew too well what he was actually asking you to do, but you try to remind yourself what was on the line. Why you were even doing this in the first place. Any humiliation suffered would be well worth it once you got your hands on that budget and you could always deal with him later, after the next Grand Sage had been officially chosen.
Resigned, you silently rock forward and crawl the few paces across the floor, keeping your head down while making a valiant effort not to think about how ridiculous you must look in that moment. But he doesn’t react when you shuffle up to him, his expression as unreadable as ever when you chance a quick look. You almost ask what else he wants you to do and then a blood curdling thought occurs to you. He was rather blatantly treating you like a dog now, so did that mean he wanted you to come to heel?
Your motions are stiff with annoyance as you carefully readjust your position and spin around until your upper body is perfectly lined up with his legs, your hand resting a scant few millimeters from his boot. To your simmering annoyance, he once again bends down to give your head a rather condescending, if not impartial, pat.
“Good girl. Now sit.”
You shoot him a quick, dangerous look but still ease back to sit on your calves. That doesn’t quite seem to be enough for him though and, jaw clenched tight, you slowly straighten out of your hunched position to sit up, blushing red hot when it effectively presents your tits to the room.
Al-Haitham’s hand finds your head again and he murmurs another soft ‘good girl’ that makes you feel a million abstract emotions all at once. You can’t quite decide if you hate him it or not, and try to pull away with a half choked sound of annoyance. Luckily, (for you or him, you couldn't decide) he lets you twist from him without comment and you have to bite back the whimper that rises in your throat when he slowly straightens up to tower over you again. Alright, so this was perhaps even more deviant than making you kneel at his feet all day, and you feel the hot stab of embarrassment at that deep in your chest, but surely this was going a bit far, even for him?
“You don’t have to keep doing that …” You grumble, pointedly looking anywhere else in the room.
“Oh? And how else am I supposed to reinforce good behavior then?”
Your cheeks grow even hotter. “I am not a dog, Acting Grand Sage. Nothing needs to be reinforced!”
“I disagree. The way you burst in here was bad enough but then you took it upon yourself to try and force my hand when I wouldn’t give you what you wanted. That’s not how sensible adults behave. Clearly you lack training.”
Is that what this was? Correctional action? It was so absurd you almost laugh. You might have been out of line in coming here to try and strongarm him, but then what did the current situation say about his behavior? He had you naked, following his commands like a pet, and he didn’t see anything wrong with that? You’d never before known someone more absurd or audacious.
“Even if that were true, do you really think it’s your place to do the training?”
“For the next fifty-five minutes? Yes, it is.” Ignoring the incensed noise you make to that, Al-Haitham pivots his body to stand in front of you now, effectively swapping your starting positions. He’s so close you have to crane your neck back to look up at him but his expression remains as passive and disinterested as ever. “It’s a shame I didn’t have time to prepare anything for you beforehand.” He murmurs, more to himself than to you. “I think you’d look perfect wearing a nice collar and leash. Maybe something pink with a bow? I could probably even find a tail for you in a backroom of the bazaar somewhere.”
His words have their intended effect of making you squirm in place, flushing hot with shame at the mental image he’s instilled in you. For someone who didn’t even look all that invested in the first place, he sure was letting his imagination run wild. “In your dreams, you creep.”
He gives you another of those long, deliberately slow blinks. “Then let’s teach you a new trick. You’ll like that, I’m sure.” Lifting his hand just short of chest level, Al-Haitham gives his fingers another snap. “Beg, pretty girl.”
So gradually it feels like your skin is crawling, every single hair on your body stands on end until you feel vaguely like a puffed up, incensed cat. Your mouth works but nothing comes out around the simmering rock now lodged in your throat. Of all the upsetting things he’s said and done to you, this was somehow the worst yet — and the addition of ‘pretty girl’ certainly wasn’t making it any better.
“You - -!”
“Ah, ah. Not like that. Dogs can’t ask for things or yell at their owners, can they? Do it without using your voice.”
Another snap of his fingers has you seeing red. You didn’t understand how you were supposed to do this in a way that would satisfy him … and more to be cute than anything else, you stiffly bring your hands up and curl them into loose fists. To your surprise he nods once but doesn’t lean down to pet you or call you a good girl so you take that to mean he wasn’t quite satisfied with it yet. You had no idea what else he expected of you though. Trying to sit up a little straighter, jutting your tits out in the process, likewise doesn’t earn you his acknowledgement though and you soon start to panic. If you weren’t able to meet his expectations — whatever they were — he was just going to send you away. You had to think of something, quick!
“W - woof?” You try hopefully, genuine surprise washing over you when he allows himself the briefest smile.
“You’re getting there, but not quite. You just need to fix your position.”
Fix it? Fix it how!
It takes a long moment for it to sink in, the full weight of what he’s asking you to do, and you outright grimace at the thought that finally comes to mind. You couldn’t think of anything more embarrassing but, seeing what little choice you actually had, you carefully get your legs under you and then push up to balance on your feet in a leapfrog position. Still, though, that’s not enough to please him, and you start to feel well and truly like you might cry out of frustration. This was impossible. Considering who you were dealing with you probably should have anticipated as much but …
Al-Haitham abruptly shifts forward then and it makes you give a subconscious little twitch. To your wary confusion, though, all he does is lower himself down to crouch in front of you on the balls of his feet. “Like this. You need to straighten your spine, and sit nice and tall for me. You want to get my attention don’t you?”
Your face feels like it’s going to catch fire at any given moment. He sounded far too reasonable for someone making you debase yourself like this but even for as obtuse and arrogant as he was, you still trusted his word. Geniuses were usually a bit eccentric in one way or another but Al-Haitham, at least, was a man who didn’t misspeak (whenever he bothered to speak at all) so if he said this would get your paper signed you believed him.
You have to pause to steady your nerves before you do it but, at length, you finally push up to center your balance on the balls of your feet as well and then straighten your back. For good measure, you lift your hands to your chest and curl them into loose fists again, pinning him with a flustered yet plaintive look even when every fiber of your being was screaming at you to cover yourself. You can feel the air in the room waft against your bare cunt, acutely aware of how this humiliating position spreads your pussy lips slightly and bares you to his steady gaze, but you try very hard not to think about that right now.
“Good girl.” He finally relents, his usually bland tone softening almost imperceptibly, but it still stabs you in the gut as if he’d taken a knife to you.
Wavering, you force your legs to steady under your weight when he reaches out, heart pounding a wild, erratic beat inside your chest as you track the motion of his hand. A soft whimper bubbles up in your throat at the casual way he slips those long fingers between your spread thighs and ever so softly brushes them over your cunt. The slight nudge against your clit forces you to draw a steadying breath, so hot and jittery with nerves you start to feel faint. Although you’d half expected him to ask for sexual favors when you first forced your way in here, this was not quite what you’d had in mind …
It’s something far, far worse than what your imagination could have ever come up with, but you let him pet at you with unhurried strokes of his fingers, teasing over creases and folds as if to map out the feel of you through touch alone. His fingertips are blunt and surprisingly rough for a scribe, and it catches you off guard how your skin clings to him because of it. Your clit, especially, feels incredibly soft and pliant under his hand, and the periodic nudge against it makes your legs twitch with the urge to squeeze them shut.
“See? I knew you could follow directions …” Trailing off, Al-Haitham studies your face for a long beat with that perpetually unreadable expression of his. Like he was deliberating over what to embarrass you with next.
Shyly, you try to divert your gaze elsewhere so you won’t have to look directly at him but he’s knelt much too close. He takes up almost all of your field of vision no matter what you do, and your mouth drops open when he suddenly reaches further back to prod at your entrance.
“Now speak.”
Lightheaded and more than just a little dizzy now, you try to work out what he wants you to say — and then it hits you. Whining low in your throat, unable to hold it back, you shift to steady your faltering balance and subtly angle your cunt from him. “Wh - woof … woof, woof …”
Unhesitatingly, his fingers follow you and press up, just dipping into your body. You go stock still and shudder so hard you almost tip over, struggling to make sense of what’s even happening anymore. But true to nature Al-Haitham has no time or patience to waste on explanations, and he breaches your cunt at a tortuously slow pace that leaves you gasping for breath. The stretch that comes with his two fingers brings tears to your eyes, threatening to spill over when he finds slick waiting for him inside.
“Good girl. You’re being so well behaved for me now. Much better than your earlier foolishness,” Pausing at the first joint, he takes a moment to simply feel around and wriggle his fingertips, encouraging your pussy to open up for him and relax around the intrusion. The motion draws a soft, wet click from your body, and you all but whither right there in front of him. “You can ask for things without being such a brat about it. Good behavior will net you far better results anyway, and it will keep you out of trouble too. The next time you think about strong arming someone into giving you what you want, I hope you remember this … and if you ever need a refresher I’d be happy to give it to you.”
You don’t quite get the chance to fully process what he’s saying. His fingers angle further up, using the natural lubrication of your cunt to slide in a little deeper, and you throw your head back to seethe at the ceiling. He’s gentle about it but insistent and demanding at the same time, and your cunt slowly relents under the stilted pressure. The second joint stretches you open and then — he’s inside you, straight down to the knuckles. Swaying, your legs start to shake from maintaining this position when you wanted nothing more than to scuttle away from him as much as from the onslaught of sensation that comes with it. You felt faint. Delirious.
How were you possibly supposed to rationalize that the Acting Grand Sage was buried deep inside your pussy and your squeezing guts were actively trying to milk him dry?
“Beg, pretty girl. Let me hear you.”
Struggling just to breathe, you awkwardly shift on your feet and readjust the demeaning position of your hands where they’d started to droop. “Nnghn … w - woof woof … woof wo — oof!”
The startled sound punches out of you when Al-Haitham curls his fingers at such a hard, unrelenting angle it nearly pulls you off balance. Up towards your belly button, he briefly massages along the inner sleeve of your shuddering body until he finds the spongy nerve cluster he’s looking for. The pressure he exerts on it sends you to the very tips of your toes, a futile effort to escape the demanding attention, but he remains ever one track minded. Now that he's found it, he attacks the spot with merciless focus and the constant barrage makes your whole body twitch and tingle like you were a lit firecracker just waiting to explode. You hated it, the way he was turning your body against you like this, but there was no denying the innate reaction you were experiencing.
Your pussy practically floods around his fingers and the sticky suction rapidly increases under his ministrations until the attention grabbing click coming from between your legs seems to dominate the room. It even threatens to drown out your gasping, heaving moans as you helplessly rock on your feet, doing everything in your power just to stay upright. It’s a true test of willpower when your muscles were so taxed and aching, and the rapidly swelling pressure in your cunt certainly wasn’t helping either. But still, your stubborn pride won’t let you give up and, still, you were determined to beat him at his own game.
So you keep barking even when your breath is robbed from you, what was once hushed and begrudging noises meant only to signal your compliance quickly devolving into tiny little yips and pleasured groans. You couldn’t have stopped it even if you’d wanted to, and you no longer had the wherewithal to even keep up the pretense of not enjoying this on some level. It felt good, much to your horror and shame. You hated it as much as you hated him, but your baser instincts had effectively taken over and it sweeps you up in its current with a raging vengeance.
“That’s it. Cum for me, good girl.” He says, evidently recognizing the stricken look on your face for what it is. You think — in a far off, distant kind of way — that he must be out of his mind. That he was sorely mistaken if he thought you were going to climax for him, just like that.
But then he reaches up with his unoccupied hand and pinches one of your nipples, giving it a possessive little tweak, and you feel the tension in you become that much more unbearable. Reeling and gasping, you sensitively rock forward on your toes and try to angle your cunt away but it’s no use. He’s completely unrelenting, and your eyes start to roll back in your head as the tremors tear through you faster than you can even comprehend.
“Oh - oooh!”
“Archons, you’re soaking my fingers. If I’d known all you needed was some discipline, I would have done this much sooner.”
A little piece of your ego seems to chip away and dissolve when your quaking hips give a stiff jerk at that, and your pussy clamps down around him so fiercely it almost hurts. And just like that the pressure tips. You fall over the edge into an uncontrollable fit of spasms, your orgasm rocking you straight down to your core. But even in the throes of your wild release you’re still acutely — horrifically aware of the moment your cunt gives under the pressure and squirts slick all over his hand and wrist.
Suddenly your pleasure is ripped from you, instantly replaced with a suffocating, reeling sense of shock and disbelief even as you helplessly judder through the remainder of your orgasm. Tipping your head down to take a numb look at the space between your legs, hardly even daring to believe it, you feel a chill rush over you at the wet stains you see on the lush carpet. There was no way …
Gradually, Al-Haitham eases up on his fingers when you start to go still, just eyeing your face with that inscrutable look for a long, quiet moment that’s interspersed only by your labored breathing. He doesn’t say anything at all as he slowly withdraws them from your body, ignoring the way you grimace and seethe at the resulting sticky slurp, but he does manage to take you by surprise when he reaches up to help steady you by the shoulders. You reluctantly accept his help, a little too shell shocked to maintain your attitude when it seemed like all you could do just to keep yourself together. And to your great relief he carefully helps you sink down to sit on the floor, which you do with nothing short of immense, overwhelming relief.
It felt like your legs would never work properly again after crouching like that for so long, and that was to say absolutely nothing of your pride. What was even left of it.
“You did well.” He suddenly says, prompting you to bring your head up to look at him.
Despite your reservations, you allow yourself a slow, hopeful smile. “Does this mean you’ll sign off on my request now?” You venture to ask in a thin, trembling voice.
“No. Not yet. You’ve still got another thirty minutes, I’m afraid.”
Groaning, you drop your head and try not to scream. How you hated this man!
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Genshin men that love big boobies
Guess which bitch is back? ME. I need some more big titty content so I made it myself cause girl there are almost none😔. Anyways I hope you enjoy it!!
Characters: Al-haitham, Childe, Xiao, Itto, Scaramouche, Venti, Albedo and afab/fem!reader
Cw: sexual thoughts about reader, boobjob, pervet!Childe;Venti and Albedo, tit slapping, dom/sub reader and character, groping, nipple play, mention of lactation (I think it's called that but I'm not sure? Pls correct me in the comments!), Handjob, nipple clamps and hickeys.
Let me know if I forgot anything!
Al-haitham:
Not gonna lie, I actually also can see him liking ass and thighs so the full package but I just have a feeling that he loves big boobs the most. They are very soft and comfortable for him to lay his head down, but not only for that. He would never admit that he has sinful thoughts of fucking your tits, sliding his dick in and out your soft flesh while holding them close for his pleasure. It would hurt his pride too much so whenever he jerks off to the thought of you his thoughts always wander to your chest.
Childe:
Childe LOVES big boobies and you can't change my mind. Man just wants to smother his face into them 24/7. Is a pervert to. He will always find a opportunity to look down at your chest when you wear a low cut shirt. He often grope your tits without any shame, even if you guys are public, he just loves them so much. Not only will he leave marks on your chest everytime, but also wouldn't mind sucking on your nipples for hours. It's a plus point if their sensitive too, only adds to the fun for the both of you. If your nipples are sensitive then he will try to make you cum from only playing with them and slapping them. He would lick, bite, flick, slap and suck on them till their swollen and too sensitive. Would also fuck your tits for his pleasure. If he's feeling soft or had a bad day, then he just wants to cuddle with you, his head laying on your chest while you stroke his hair.
Xiao:
Well he always knew that he liked boobs, but would never admit it, well at least not to others but you. He has a obsession with cumming on your chest. Just the way his thick cum runs down slowly your tits makes him crazy. He also loves it to palm at your chest, play with your nipples while you ride him. Makes him cum faster than he would like.
Itto:
My man likes ass and tits. He just loves the plush feeling of them. Loves cuddling with you, no matter if your head lays on his chest or the other way around. He LOVES it when you ride him and your tits bounce up and down, the sight is just so sexy for him. Also wants to fuck your tits till their smeared with his cum. He would even be that nasty and slap his pre-cummed tip on your nipples.
Scaramouche:
Y'all can't tell me nothing, this man loves big boobs. Sometimes he just want to get babied, even if he's ashamed to admit it. If he's rather submissive on that day, he would love to just suck on your nipples. If you lactate then it's a plus! Would spent hours doing just that and don't forget to call him your good boy while you jerk him off! If he's feeling dominant though then be prepared for him to put nipple clamps on you, slap your tits, twist your nipples, leave bite marks and hickeys all over there. He would be so proud the day after!
Venti:
Venti enjoys every boob size as long if there's something. Loves yours cause they remind him of a comfortable pillow. Loves to use his anemo vision to pull up your shirt and flash your tits to him on 'accident'. He's such a perv and won't even hide it. ALWAYS stares at your chest. If you talk, argue, have sex, etc. his eyes would always wander lower till he's greeted with your tits. Gropes them at random times too. When he's bored, you cuddle or talk. You're not even surprised anymore and just got used to it.
Albedo:
He's just a tit lover, no explanation needed. Stares at them when you don't notice him. Touches them 'accidently' and he's also such a slick fuck with it. Apologize and you always forgive him cause it was just an accident right? Well, no it wasn't and will never be. You're just too dumb to notice. So, when he has you where he always wanted you, Albedo is just lapping up at your nipples and massaging the other one. Will leave hickeys all over the place till you cry out that he should finally fuck you.
#al haitham#al haithan smut#genshin smut#smut story#genshin impact smut#chysalxsm#genshin impact#childe smut#xiao smut#itto x reader smut#arataki itto smut#itto smut#scaramouche x reader smut#scaramouche smut#venti smut#albedo smut
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i want to write fluff. i (you people) need to remember the good sides of this au (non-existent) because yanderes can be nice (questionable)
Anyway, amputated mouse reader with Al-Haitham and Kaveh bc i finished the story quest, and they're literally fucking each other every other day istg
based on genshin hybrid au idea by @cinnamonest
while writing this, it was pure fluff... but my demons whispered in my ear, so there's nsfw in it. im sorry, but my resolve is weak against poly relationship with Kaveh and Al-Haitham.
warning: masturbation, the hybrid is actually the pervert in this one, a bit of angst bc hybrid thinks they aren't good enough to be sandwiched between two hot men despite being loved lots but they want their pp even though they know nothing about having sex with a human
Kaveh is too kind, really.
If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have had such a warm and loving home that cared deeply for you. Having the part of your leg below the knee taken away by bad people with awful traps was sad, but Kaveh and his partner, Al-Haitham, made sure to make you forget about that problem!
Of course, sometimes they argued about things relating to you.
"You claim to be so smart, but what's smart about giving them a pegleg?!" Kaveh glared at Al-Haitham while holding you in his arm. The other held out the object, dropping it in front of the gray-haired man. It was cute to see you hobble around at first. But then you fell over, and tears started to form in your eyes. You were so adorable!! But also, you should never be in pain while under the care of Kaveh and Al-Haitham!! You were fine, just a small bruise, but being the overreacting person he is, Kaveh had to make a big deal out of it.
To others, it would seem like he was making the situation sound worse than it is, but Al-Haitham is just like him. He's just a quiet worrier.
"I suppose I should readjust some things. If I were to buy some parts–"
"Peglegs are unnecessary when we can just carry [Name] around!"
"But then they'd have to crawl around the house if we aren't home."
"We'll put soft rugs down!!"
It's a good thing Dori resides in Sumeru. Her nose can smell potential customers all the way to the desert, but the biggest spenders are always Akademiya students. So when it comes to needing supplies for hybrids, Dori's the one to go to!
But that's a lot of soft rugs. What are you raising? A baby? It's okay. Dori won't ask, just hand over the mora. Thank you~
If anyone were to see Al-Haitham and Kaveh while they lugged a load of rugs to their place, they'd assume Kaveh was getting help with a new project. Nobody knows about the lucky little mouse waiting inside, as the rugs are for them. "Thank you masters! [Name] likes a lot!!" The texture was indeed fluffy and soft. One could wrap themselves up and sleep inside of one. That's how cozy it felt.
It's a shame that the pegleg would sit in storage to collect dust. Maybe one day it'll have its use.
Days when Kaveh is out and Al-Haitham is home are the best days. Why? The two of you do absolutely nothing. You make yourself comfy on top of him and take a nice long nap. Sometimes Al-Haitham will read to you, teaching you some words and whatnot. His voice is nice, however, so most of the time, he looks down to see you drooling all over his chest while deep in slumber. It's the main reason why he stopped wearing shirts during those times. Too much of a hassle to wash them. Kaveh doesn't complain, even doing the same.
Both of their chests make for good pillows, and their skin is always so warm. You definitely start drooling more when you're sleeping on them.
Kaveh is fun to be around, too!
He's made some toys for you to play with, but he doesn't mention how Al-Haitham helped. You didn't ask, so technically, he isn't lying to you. Do you know those cat wheels? Kind of big, enough for a human, maybe if they were to crouch down. Anyway, Kaveh made that for you! A nice little wheel to run to your little heart's content. It's super cute seeing you use it, especially when you get tired.
You just lay there in a puddle of exhaustion, and he takes the opportunity to scratch and nuzzle his face in your tummy. If you're ticklish, you try to push him off, but you're too tired to do so. Kaveh rewards you with treats and stuff to chew on, so it balances itself out. Plus, his belly rubs feel good.
Honestly, living with them makes you forget that you're missing half of your leg.
Almost.
You're a bit clumsy, especially when both of them are busy. During those times, they tend to leave a lot of things laying about. Books, well mainly stacks of books, but there's also occasionally some other stuff. And with how often Kaveh and Al-Haitham redecorate the place, things that are usually in a position you're used to are inevitably moved, and objects put in hard to reach places.
So when you trip or hurt yourself because of it, it's hard not to let a few tears fall. Would it be easier if you had two healthy legs? Of course, it'd be easier to balance yourself with two legs instead of one and a half. These negative thoughts start to spiral until you think about how useless you are to your masters.
All hybrids in shelters know that their purpose is to serve and please their masters. You weren't a stranger to the knowledge, even hearing of how if the hybrid is good, they'll be treated the same and even receive assistance during their... spring season.
But you're damaged goods! Unused, but still damaged! You require more care than the average hybrid, needing special attention and accommodations because of your small size. Neither of the men touched you in that way. Instead, they gave you space and sometimes left the house.
You could smell their scents on each other.
Why were you even here if they had each other to pleasure? You were grateful to even have such a nice home, but what were you to them? A pet? Or worse... an experiment? You've heard stories of fellow rodents being used for tests and experiments. They weren't harmed, but they weren't as loved as other hybrids in homes.
Ah, maybe you were a charity case.
A poor little mouse with half a leg missing. Nobody would want them as caring for them is so expensive, and you'd need to rearrange furniture and make the entire place practically baby proof. Perhaps you were a child to them. But you're definitely past that age! And what will happen to you if they do manage to conceive one? It's unheard-of for a male hybrid to get pregnant, but there are rare cases of it happening. Some can happen with the intervention of researchers, but only psychopaths (Dottore) would experiment with that.
Well, whatever. You're exhausted after overthinking and making yourself insecure and depressed.
The two men you loved with your entire being said they would be out late, but were they just having fun without you? Ah, you already told yourself to stop assuming things and thinking negatively, but it was hard. You wanted to be with them, too! Even during those times... There was only one thing that could help clear away these negative thoughts.
That's right. Stealing.
Borrowing would be a better word. You always put their clothes back! ...With the dirty clothes. Kaveh would be confused, not recalling wearing some of them, but blamed it on the alcohol. Al-Haitham made Kaveh do laundry, so he never spoke about it. He did express his impatience at how Kaveh takes forever to wash clothes, but that was it. They wouldn't think that their precious little mouse was to blame for the misunderstanding and confusion.
You'll never know it, but they think you're incapable of doing anything without them. Of course, you get exercise from your wheel, but they still feed, bathe, and clothe you (you're mainly naked unless they have guests over) with their own hands. The only things you should be doing without them are running on the wheel and chewing on your toys.
Going back to your session of "borrowing," it was usually something you did during the day when they were out, but since they're out late, you figured stealing more clothes of theirs again wouldn't get you caught. If they were doing what you thought they were doing, the two of them would get back home when the sun started rising.
So, you had plenty of time to make a nest in your hidden corner and masturbate while being surrounded by their scent.
It was really well hidden! Plus, you still had some clothes from earlier today, so the nest would just be cozier, and the smell of them would be even stronger. There really was nothing better than burying your face in their clothes while getting yourself off. It only helped to fuel your dirty desires.
Would they take you at the same time? You were confident that you stretched yourself to take both of them (you are definitely not), even using 3 fingers instead of 2! Surely, they'll both fit. But would they take turns instead? Impossible. They bicker so often that you think one of them will get impatient. And then there comes with that thing humans do. Kissing? You've only ever received forehead kisses from Kaveh, but you wanted more than that. Both men thought they were secret in kissing each other, and even if they weren't, they explained it as a way to share energy even if they both were out of breath afterward.
That was what you wanted. You wanted to give all your energy to them. To be drained until there was nothing left to give, even if they were insistent and shared with you their energy just so they could take it back.
"M-Masters...!" It was a relief that you came before your arm became weak. For some reason, you could only bring yourself to cum twice before your wrist felt numb. Maybe you needed to exercise more, you didn't know. You were still sensitive, so you opted to grind against their clothes to reach another high.
On any other day, you'd feel horrible for getting the clothes of your Masters dirty with your essence (or, as you like to call it, your love for them), but you were upset for always being left out! And they'd always tease you too. Going around the house topless. You have to hold back from pouncing on them and rubbing your nipples against theirs. You've done it before when sleeping on Al-Haitham's chest, but that time was an accident. It felt really good, though...
And the material of their clothes rubbing against them now felt incredible, but you really wanted to feel their hands and bodies against them. To have them pinched and squeezed even though no milk would come out. You heard hybrids can lactate if their nipples are squeezed and sucked periodically, so maybe if you play with them every day, you can give them a nice surprise.
Milk is delicious, after all!
Bringing yourself to the edge for the sixth time, you collasped onto the nest, exhausted from grinding against clothes. At most, you could only last three rounds, but this is an improvement! Humans generally go for seven rounds, so you are really close! But you're so tired... do humans really do it so many times? Their stamina sure is amazing.
You had time before your masters came back, so a nap wouldn't hurt. Plus, you were very hidden in this corner! Even if you overslept, they wouldn't be able to find you. You even threw a blanket over pillows on the couch just in case :) You've seen Kaveh do it, so it'll definitely trick them into thinking you're asleep.
It truly is unfortunate that you think you could outsmart two Akademiya graduates.
Al-Haitham is used to Kaveh's tricks, so he immediately knows you're hiding. You haven't figured out how to unlock the door, and there's even another few locks that you can't reach even if you manage to figure it out. Windows are too complicated to unlock for you, too. It's while he's narrowing down possibilities that Kaveh is calling out for you, thinking you were playing hide and seek, but fell asleep while waiting for them.
Kaveh thinks it's adorable and fun to look for the obvious tail sticking out from behind something. It isn't until Al-Haitham notices some of their clothes sticking out from underneath a table in the corner that he knows where you are and what you've been doing. How could he not? You practically begged them and threw a fit just to keep the table in its spot. It wasn't really hidden, but nobody would notice if someone or something were under it.
Calling over his partner, they looked to see you slumbering on top of their clothes, using their shirts as blankets. It would've been a cutely innocent sight if not for the fact you hadn't cleaned yourself up. "They've used more clothes than usual, but their heat is 3 weeks away.." Al-Haitham gently rubbed the inside of your thigh, causing your body to shift. Kaveh moved some of the shirts aside to see your reddened nipples perked up. He wanted to pinch them, but he settled on flicking one, smiling when you mumbled incoherently and squirmed a bit in your sleep. "Maybe they missed us~ We were out longer this time."
"Because someone can't play cards."
"I'd like to see you beat Cyno in less than 7 rounds!"
Realizing his mistake, both men looked towards you as you shifted. "Masters...." Nuzzling your face into their clothes, you let out a content sigh as their comforting smell seemed to be stronger than usual as if they were beside you.
"My skill is not provoking him. You'd have lost in 4 rounds if you had drank alcohol." This time, Kaveh chose to glare at Al-Haitham. The reason he didn't drink tonight was so that he'd be sober enough to remember being welcomed home by someone much cuter and nicer than the Acting Grand Scribe. But seeing you curled up in a nest of their clothes is definitely better.
Al-Haitham only sighed at the sight. "They took the pants I was going to wear tomorrow this time. I'll have to start hiding clothes I need."
"Wait, you knew they were the reason our clothes ended up in the laundry so often?" Al-Haitham only gave Kaveh a look that screamed, "Was it not obvious?" before rearranging the clothes to cover your entire body so you wouldn't get cold. If you weren't peacefully sleeping right in front of them, Kaveh would have yelled some very mean things at Al-Haitham. But that could wait for another day.
After all, they've left their cute little mouse waiting too long.
#genshin au#genshin x gn reader#genshin x reader#hybrid au#.lurots#genshin hcs#genshin impact x reader#hybrid#yandere al haitham x reader#yandere genshin#al haitham x gn reader#al haitham x reader#kaveh x reader#yandere kaveh#yandere kaveh x reader#yandere al haitham#mouse hybrid#genshin hybrid au#genshin smut#.luspicy
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Needy Al Haitham x Traveler
TW:nsfw, breeding kink, sucking, overstimulation, slurs, perverted person
Pt. 2 Aether
Pt. 1 Lumine
Imagine Al Haitham getting so horny for traveler that he makes sure to get his pretty cock hard and ready for Lumine whenever they investigate something in the dessert ruins or off in the wild for his research.
"I know that I don't do this much but you're skillful that I imagine"
"so you do need our help?" Paimon replies confidently with a high pitched voice. Al Haitham sighs in defeat as he looks at the travelers open v line dress. The male figure could see the outline of travelers boobs.
Being the smart scholar that he is, he finds a way to convince Paimon to not come with the both of them. Giving her Mora and food at the place that they're staying at.
With Al Haitham intentionally running off fast to see the blonde traveler's tits go up and down from the running, sweat all over the body, panting as Lumine tries to catch up with the figure. well fuck he doesn't even notice his boner peeking out of his bottoms. Lumine spotted the male's boner as she tried to catch her breathe holding onto her knees.
Confused she looks up and down at the known 'feeble' scholar who looked at her with disappointment. "So? Should I ever tell you what to do? Or do you want me to force you to suck on it?"
"and now why did you think that I wanted us to be alone in the middle of the forest?"
Haitham had enough of Lumine's cute innocent face questioning the male scholar's true intentions. Pulling her hair down eye sight to his bulge, other hand unzipping his pants to reveal his hard needy cock.
He didn't have to push in traveler's mouth, the blonde petite girl teases the tip before swallowing it whole with him releasing a beautiful moan from his mouth.
"mhm yeah, do me good, that's a good fucking girl suck on that please suck me dumb" Lumine can't even believe what she's hearing, Al Haitham? Doing this? Saying that? To her?
The male figure then forces Lume head to his favorable pace, completely fucking traveler's mouth like a fuck doll. "you're doing so fucking well", "I'm cumming so good on your mouth awh~ ah~" Moans and gawk heard before the releases cum as he forced you to swallow.
"c'mon show me your pretty cunt" adjusting to a missionary position carrying traveler to be fucked against the tree, Al Haitham wasted no time to slide in his pretty thing in Lumine's sloppy wet cunt.
Being so horny and needy, imagining Lumine in his bed, fucking her dumb every single night. He can't even focus on his studies to prioritize on jerking off after seeing her cute face just a while ago.
Because of that, now he's finally inside of the dear traveler. He starts fast and rough. Pounding into the petite body of Lumine. With her scratching his back and Haitham holding her waist to hold her up pumping in his balls deep already imagining how he could destroy her little cunt in so many ways.
"A-Al~~ tha-ah~" Minds all fuzzy right now all just the feeling of Al Haitham's dump in traveler's good felt pussy. He doesn't pull out yet, pumping in his cock deep into her to make sure it doesn't see the beem of the sun. "I'm not done yet"
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Aether part here (working on it)
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#al haitham#al haitham x reader#al haitham x you#al haitham x y/n#genshin impact#genshin x reader#genshin smut#genshin alhaitham#alhaitham#genshin imagines#smut#alhaitham smut#lumine
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@amefuyuu asked: I read your yandere Al Haitham works and I’m literally obsessed. I hope it’s not too bold of a request to ask for yandere Al Haitham with a reader who has a thing for his muscles. Thank you so much!
For a future reference if you want to send an ask like this please make sure it's not a submission!
Weirdo. But, an amusing weirdo. Al-Haitham does take care of himself but not because he wants to look good, everything is purely for his health. The man in general doesn't put an emphasis on looks unless someone legitimately looks horrible and smells awful, only then does he really put his foot down. He's also aware that people have their own preferences but to see his darling so openly drool at him is something he never imagined he'd experience.
You can bet that he is going to use this to his advantage in any way and situation he can. He's not lewd or a pervert but he's not above flexing his muscles any way he can, especially if you're just close enough to see him. Al-Haitham partly finds this behavior to be extremely childish but this method gets his results, good results and he's not stopping any time soon.
He puts on a little show for you by lifting heavy boxes and crates in front of you, sweat forming all over his body as the liquid sticks to his clothing, the black fabric only further emphasizing his abs as you stare at him like a starving adventurer who hasn't eaten anything in weeks. He does his best to get the basic gist of physical seduction as well but that's clearly not his field of expertise and it shows sometimes. Lucky him you're too busy gawking at his body to make any comments about how his hand awkwardly brushes against yours as he stares down at you, a self satisfied smirk on his face.
He would prefer it if you kept this lewd side of yours in control while out and about in public but if you start gushing over him and sending him compliments, he's sold. Yes tell him he's the most gorgeous man you've ever see, praise him to the high heavens. Who knows, he might even let you get away with certain things if you humor him like this but don't get too cocky. He's only doing this out of his own self interest after all.
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#al haitham x reader#yandere al haitham#al haitham agenda#yandere#yandere x reader#yancore#yanderecore#yandere aesthetic#yandere imagines#yandere x you#genshin al haitham#al haitham#genshin impact#genshin#yandere genshin impact#genshin impact x reader
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𐐪𐑂 ♡ an: I did this shi all at 4am last night what da hell
my dumb lil thirsts on how i think about these men that i know. i just know are fucking perverts, that and are into your ass LOL
warning +18 ahead
𐐪𐑂 ♡ cw: smut, mdni, unprotected sex, dumbification, breeding, somno, non con, implied impregnation,
Whether you're a fan of slapping or not, prepare for random strikes. Definitely does it for his pleasure not yours. Nicely deep inside you, slowly turning your pussy into a mess,, yet he doesn't halt his tempo, deeply thrusting his hips against your behind. watching the ripple of your ass jiggle. but that wasn't enough,, he just had to do it himself, winding his hand back for a nice *smack* and striking your ass sending shocks down your spine. Causing your pussy to clench hard on his cock certainly milking him at this point and that was enough to send him on edge,, Finally filling you to the brim,,, enjoying his high. You on the other hand did your best to give off an irritated look on your face even if you were flustered, turning your head back with an annoyed glare. But he doesn't seem to care, head clearly in the clouds mesmerized by the sight of your beautiful body, how soft and plush your skin is,, your cute tummy and breast and finally the recoil of your sweet, sweet ass. Truly hypnotizing ♡
He's definitely a perverted lil shit too and doesn't hide it. Would randomly leave things on the floor just for you to bend over so he can sneak a peek and think of you during his 'alone time' aka when he misses you when in reality you'd just went out to get food. :( But wait there's more!! Sometimes when you're asleep he'd get a bit too pent up and would shamefully start rubbing up against you, slowly taking off your panties,, it's okay though right? Just need some skin to skin contact, nothing wrong with that.. and begin fucking himself between you're thighs♡ Cock pressing real good against your pussy,, slowly.. in and out, in.. and out against your clit♡ it's pathetic really how easily he loses himself, precum already leaking making himself à mess on you're thighs, but he can't stop. You feel so good!! Like some dumb virgin, he can feel his mind go hazy again,, finally letting out his sweet moans and whimpers against your ear,, how bad his balls feel so full and he needs to cum! He no longer cares if you wake up,, he just wanted to paint your thighs with his cum!! In fact he does hope you're awake by now. Surely, you'll let him cum inside your pussy then?? It wouldn't be nice to waste my precious seed, especially since i've been saving my load for weeks just for you!! Please let him, let him creampie inside that delicious pussy of yours.
He's been waiting to knock you up for a while now ♡.
CHILDE, Gorou, Kazuha, KAEYA, ITTO, Tighnari, THOMA, CYRO, Al-Haitham, Diluc
JEAN, REINER, EREN, CONNIE, ZEKE, PORCO
TOJI, Nanami, GOJO, GETO, Naoya, TODO, Noritoshi , ..mahito .
Long ah list and i know all the demon brothers ft. Diavolo would do this .
SHIGGY TOO FRFR.
#🍄kiwi thirst🍄#genshin smut#aot smut#jjk smut#om! smut#shigaraki smut#fem!reader#black!reader#RAHHHHHHHHHH#my mind is going blanK
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THIS BLOG IS +18. MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.
BEFORE YOU INTERACT || RULES || ABOUT ME
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y...yes, sir! anything you say, sir! || 1k special || al haitham, ayato, baizhu, childe, cyno (separate) x afab!reader
inazuma boys, we're unforgettable!: modern!heizou, kazuha, scaramouche x fem!reader (she/her) || wc: ~1.5k
we did... what in your mind?!: pervert streamer!kazuha x mind reader afab!reader || wc: ~600 || kabukicho bad trip: 5wirl edition
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KAEYA || CALVARY CAPTAIN
Scandalous BEING REWRITTEN!
- how sweet talkin', sugarcoated captain kaeya of him…
DILUC || DARKNIGHT HERO
Little black dress
- diluc, you pervert!
CHILDE || NO. 11 TARTAGLIA
Reminding you…
- who else’s property would you rather be!?
TIGHNARI || FOREST WATCHER
The prettiest flower
- this forest watcher is feeling a little frisky…
ITTO || THE ONE AND ONI
Nothing yet :P
ALBEDO || CHIEF ALCHEMIST
Nothing yet :P
CYNO || GENERAL MAHAMATRA
Lesson learned. WARNING: DARK CONTENT!
- uh oh. busted by the general mahamatra himself…
AL-HAITHAM || THE SCRIBE
Like your future education depends on it
- psh, sinful scribe…
MISC
Things they say
Things they say + how they moan
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#genshin impact#genshin kaeya#genshin diluc#genshin impact smut#genshin imagines#tartagalia genshin impact
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I want to clarify that I did not, in my hazy, still-sleepy state, impulsively buy the monthly sub to Azeru's T2.
And I did not listen to the first Alhaitham recording he did right after I finished listening to the Sunday sermon at home. (No need to forgive me, Father, for I did not sin.)
And I am absolutely sure I did not death-grip my poor pillow when the spicy part started to prevent me from screaming my head off because holy shit holy shit holy shit--
No, no. I did no such things! Noooo, I am still innocent!!! :D :D :D
/j
HEHEHEHEHEHEHE
don't be shy it's normal to give in to temptation when faced with such temptation lmao-
did you listen to the al haitham & zhongli duo audio? that audio is one of my absolute favorites hsskdjsldjlsdj
I MADE IT IN TIME FOR VALENTINE'S YAY
your blind date with yan!al haitham...
i would set it all up in a cozy book cafe, reserve yall a little spot at the corner. he might look disinterested at first but don't be fooled; this man has already done his research the moment he got dragged into this, and now he probably knows you better than yourself.
he spends the first hour observing; crossing the information he had with the facts - the drink you ordered, the food you picked on, whether you leave the best for last or eat them first, the book you chose, the way you shyly avert your eyes whenever he speaks...
hmm. yes, everything checks out.
by the time you part from each other he's obsessed in wanting to know more about you, and he makes sure to schedule a 'coincidental' meeting later. by the end of this whole ordeal you'll be convinced that your fates are intertwined, destined to be entangled together like a mixed balls of yarns.
all as per his plans.
alternatively, we can take 'blind date' in a more literal and perverted meaning too if that's what you want... *slides you a silky blindfold* HAVE FUNNNNNN- /bonked
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Would y’all believe me if I say that I came up with the idea of pervert al haitham during my class lmao💀💀💀 was literally day dreaming about it
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ok yeah that ask made me decide I should be trying harder, so if you've sent in a request recently and I still haven't posted it, please check below the cut to see if I need clarification on it:
(if I don't hear back within 3-4 days I'll make it completely gender neutral by default btw but you'll be welcome to request again if you simply didn't see this post in time)
if you see your request in between these, please lmk if you want no genitals mentioned or if you want to pick something
childe corrupting innocent reader
jealous!childe
🌙 anon that asked for ayato with a bondage kink
zhongli being sweet and buying you gifts while being a secret pervert
succubus reader x childe
threesome with al-haitham and zhongli or tighnari and al-haitham (still debating if I'll add these characters btw, asking just in case I decide to write it)
also this request
sub zhongli with dom afab reader
bc now I'm not sure if you want top or bottom zhongli
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