how about DOM! Diluc and Xiao (separate please) with a female reader (I would love to ask if you could make her plus size but I fully understand it you dont) and its a case of reader has been teasing him all night and he now has her alone and he isnt gonna let how worked up she got him go to waste and she knew her plan has gone well as this is what she wanted.
I won't write plus size for the sake that I've not a clue of how to but the rest I can surely do!! I default to soft dom for both of these boys—I hope that this is to your liking!! :>
(Actually looking through this again, and they’re not so soft)
(if anyone has suggestions please let me know what you'd like to see in a plus size-centric reader and I'll see from there!)
Get What You Get
Summary: You get what you deserve ;> Features: Diluc and Xiao (seperate)
Contains: ((NSFW 18+)) dom!Diluc x afab!reader, dom!Xiao x afab!reader, (Diluc) teasing, bar sex, ooo he angy, clothed sex, bondage, (Xiao) teasing, xiao gets worked up easily hehe
Diluc
It started with a few innocent kisses.
Tonight, it's slow at Angel's share, Diluc carefully buffing out the water stains left behind after washing glasses. Unlike most nights, there's only a handful of patrons, passed out or too drunk to really notice much. With each press of lips to his cheek and shoulder, his smile grows just a bit wider.
"Is there a special occasion, love?" He leans in and returns the affection.
You shake your head and he turns back to his work. Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. Watching the way your unassuming lover works, you lean in and brush your chest against his arm, hand lingering close to his waist. Your other hand reaches to rest against his bare forearm, fingers squeezing gently.
"Diluc-" Your touch trails up a vein.
The muscles in his forearm tense only for a moment before he starts working again.
Another kiss finds itself on his shoulder while the hand on his waist trails over his hip to barely brush against his lower back. Keen as ever, he catches on. Crimson eyes flicker over across the bar through the tavern, making contact with each remaining customer. Voice low, he whispers.
“Not now.”
For the time being, you pull away, satisfaction filling you as his shoulders relax.
The little game of not-so-innocent brushes and sweet whispers continues well into the next hour, ending with you slipping past him to “help” grab another rag from the drawer, your ass brushing up against the hardness trapped beneath his slacks. To your surprise, two strong hands grip your hips and keep you pressed to him.
A surge of panic alerts you to look around.
Oh. It appears that it’s just the two of you left in the tavern.
Hot puffs of breath slide over the skin of your neck, exposed to his lips and sensitive. Diluc breathes in your scent and rolls his hips against yours to remind you of the current problem at hand.
“Misbehaving all night, purposely teasing me despite the customers...”
Diluc speaks slowly with his lips touching your skin, voice dangerously low. A rush of warm spreads through you.
“Luckily for you, I’ll make an exception.”
Just a little nudge is all it takes to get you to bend over the countertop.
“Would you like to try the secret menu?”
If you weren’t so aroused by the man behind you, you’d laugh. Yet he pushes against you, broad chest to back, keeping you right where he needs you.
His tongue traces up along your neck and makes you shiver, a contrast to the cold wood you grab at. A gasp of his name leaves you breathless.
Deft fingers undo the button of your slacks, guiding the fabric off your hips to pool at your knees. The metal clicking that follows must be his belt.
It falls uselessly to the ground with a thunk.
Next, his ascot follows. You wiggle against him during this idle moment. He gives a warning squeeze to your thigh. Right as you reach behind you to touch him, your wrists are held together.
The silky touch of fabric secures them.
“You have already proven your determination...”
Your heart stutters.
“Well then...”
More sounds of fabric shifting fill the silence and the sudden sensation of hard heat press to your exposed entrance gives a rush of need.
“It is now time for you to witness my resolve.”
Xiao
Both fortunately and unfortunately, Xiao flusters easily. The brush of your hand against his is enough to turn the tips of his ears red, a peck on the cheek and he's turning away to hide his face. Yet here you are, head laying in his lap while enjoying the mid afternoon sun.
The chatter of people below fills the gaps between the rustling of trees and accompanying chirps. Up here on the balcony, you can see nearly all of Liyue.
Xiao fiddles with a bright yellow leaf, watching the way it twirls between his fingers. His other hand lays joined with yours on your stomach.
When you bring his hand up to your face, you feel the way his attention is on you. When your lips carefully brush the fabric over his knuckles, you look up coyly at his blush.
“What are you doing?”
His accusatory tone makes you smile, and you press another kiss to his knuckle to watch him bristle.
“Holding your hand.”
If it wasn’t the yaksha you were looking at, you’d almost say he was pouting. After appreciating the way he tries to turn his attention back to his leaf, you place your hands back to rest on you.
Night begins to fall and paints the sky in an array of colors. Anytime now, the moon would make its appearance. The breeze has died down for the night, yellow leaves no longer dancing around the two of you.
Still, you both sit in the same position.
You brush up along his thigh, or at least whatever you can reach that’s not currently covered by your head. Leg twitching, Xiao steels himself. Amber gaze flickering to you, he notes the poorly concealed attempt at hiding your suspicion.
“You—”
He startles when there’s a gentle pressure against his lower abdomen. Your lips press against his side, head turned just enough to reach. The air suddenly feels too thick for him.
Another kiss makes it too thin.
“Ngh—”
Already he’s thickening beneath you, abruptly standing up, glad that his day-to-day wear provides ample coverage. He’s restless, flighty, and readies himself to burn off this newfound energy fighting somewhere far, far, far from the inn.
Until he looks back and sees the way you’re kneeled on the ground, gaze lifted to meet his. Already he’s reminded of his predicament.
In a flash, he gathers you in his arms and brings you to his room.
It’s dark inside, neither of you bothering to turn on a light. His eyes glow bright. From your place on the bed, you watch him cover over you, arms caging you against the soft surface. Your heart beats erratically in your chest.
“You drive me insane.”
With a clash, your lips collide, melding together as he drinks in your moans. His hips slot between yours and, when you lift your hips just so, wetness seeps through the thin fabric that gives him the feeling he craves.
“These mortal...” He nips at your neck. “Urges..”
Xiao only pulls away enough to strip himself of his clothing and you of yours, the useless fabrics decorating the far edge of the bed.
Naked and chest heaving, he presses into you and you finally melt under his touch.
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