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saetoshis · 1 year
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[‹ FILTHY LOVE! ›] JING YUAN
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[‹ SUMMARY ›] as time comes to pass, you start to realize the general you’re so fond of is a much less morally upstanding man when he’s in bed!
[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]
fem!reader, filthy filthy sex, pervy!jing yuan, cunnilingus, a little bit of fingering, teasing / begging, sir kink, lots of praise [smart girl, good girl, pretty thing], a little dumbification, mentions of overstimulation, creampie, minors + ageless dni!
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you never would’ve guessed this.
you never would’ve guessed that such an imperious, upstanding, highly respectable general would be doing what he’s doing to you right now.
you look down to find white wisps of hair fluttering against your stomach with his nose rubbing against your clit, all while his tongue is buried deep enough inside of you to pull noises out of your chest that you didn’t even know you could make.
"f-fuck... jin-" broken mutters of curses and his name fall out of your mouth in succession with his every miniscule movement. his hands feel hot on your skin as he drags his palms down your hips to wrap your thighs around his head, little groans leaving his lips right up against your cunt. you breathlessly pant out, "satisfied enough yet?"
"mm-" jing yuan hums out in almost a rasped growl as he nuzzles his nose against your clit and delves his tongue a little deeper between your walls, just to test his - and your limits. his fingers dig into your thighs a little harder when he passionately grunts out, "never. not in a million years..."
jing yuan trades his tongue for his fingers as he curls them right against the spot he knows makes you lose your mind, his mouth trailing kisses up your torso before finding its way to your neck. he's so smooth and fluent with every motion, as if he knows exactly what drives you crazy.
"j-just put it in, already... can't wait anymore," you mutter out in a pitifully whiny tone, your hips grinding up against his hand and he just can't help but smirk as he appreciates how needy you are for him. he's got you wrapped around his finger, he knows that much.
"good, polite girls add a 'please' at the end, don't they?" jing yuan wants to drag this out for as long as possible, if only just to see the little tears brimming in your eyes as you beg and plead for what you want. he's giving you a pearled smirk and a little glare of amusement, and you know what he wants to hear.
"p-please, sir. please, general..." your voice comes out like a breathy whisper as you shudder in anticipation on the sheets beneath him, desperation creeping up in your body second by second. you graze your hand against his cheek with a honey-sweet, "w-want you..."
"oh, smart girl... knew you could do it," jing yuan almost purrs out the words as he kisses you, exchanging heavy breaths as he slips the head of his cock between your walls. the sensation makes the two of you gasp, inhaling each other's air in tandem with your tingling nerves. "yeah, there it is... feels good, doesn't it?"
"mhm, mhm," you hum out and nod fervently, the euphoria that you were chasing finally spreading through your body like an instant flame. you feel him filling you up more and more, and you shudder when the head of his cock hits that sensitive patch in your walls. "ah- mm..."
"right there, hm? is this where you want me to fuck? right here?" jing yuan's finger grazes against your abdomen, right where the tip of his cock is pressing up into you. he lets out a little sneer when you nod and mumble in response, his hips rutting into you at a slow, calculated pace. "oh, you're so pretty just like this..."
"little... faster, please?" you ask him with glimmers of lust in your eyes and the sweetest pleading expression on your face, and he just can't possibly say no to you now. he's teased you enough already...
"way to ask like a good girl," jing yuan praises you between a little smirk, hands wrapping under your back and caressing your torso as he fucks into you quickly enough to make your head crane back. you let out a slew of incomprehensible moans, and his pride burgeons in his chest each time you let out a little sound in time with his thrusts. he lets out a little tease, "so polite for me, aren't you?"
"m-mhm, your polite girl," you mumble and parrot back, your eyes filled with nothing but desire as you watch him with low eyelids. each heavy rut of his hips prompts a jolt of bliss to shock up your spine, and you become simply absorbed in his touch - almost intoxicated.
"does my smart girl need a reward? hm?" jing yuan teases as he flits his tongue over his lips, his eyebrows starting to tense up from the pleasure wracking his body. every little sound you let out, every time you tighten up around his cock from the praise he gives you - he absorbs the memory of it all, locking it away for safekeeping. this is exactly how he wants you... all the time, just like this.
"y-yeah, reward..." you mumble and hum happily as you start to lose your mind in pleasure, hips grinding back into him and nudging his cock even deeper inside of your cunt. bliss heats up like a pool inside your chest, just waiting for one more rough snap of his hips for it to burst. "c-close, m' close..."
"that so, pretty thing?" jing yuan is enraptured by how your eyes roll back in your head, your frame starting to shake beneath him as that euphoria starts to climb up, and up, and up in your body. he knows you're just one more second away, one more press of his cock against your walls away from letting go. with a wide smirk and a tightened grip on your thighs, he rasps out, "then, show me..."
his tone is enough to send you reeling over the edge, pleasure washing over you in hot bursts and tingles as you shudder and whimper out little mewls of his name followed by a slew of pleads. every heavy rut of his hips makes you shake harder, legs keening together in overstimulation.
"mm- there you go, just like that... think you need another reward, too?" jing yuan murmurs as he grunts and pants a little more raggedly, his grip on your thighs tightening as he spreads them apart again. his eyebrows furrow as his mouth hangs open, his movements getting a little sloppy and desperate now.
"mhm..." you hum and nod in need, intense passion and lust shimmering in your eyes as you hold him even closer up against your chest. he chuckles between groans as he dips his head to the side, pressing messy kisses and flicks of his tongue against the curve of neck.
"since you've been so good..." jing yuan rasps the words right up against your ear, breathy moans and quickened grunts tumbling from his mouth as he fucks into you faster to chase his own high. the feeling burgeons in his cock before it twitches between your walls, his abdomen shuddering with every pulsing tingle as he shoots out ribbons of white inside of you. "hah- oh, shit..."
the two of you pant heavily as you stay connected for a little, breathing each other's air and holding on tight. shallow breaths fade into chuckles of pleasure as you slowly ride out the euphoria, a giddy smile on your face as you look at him.
"was that satisfactory, general?" you tease him, brushing a lock of hair out of his eyes with a little pleased look in your eyes.
jing yuan smirks back, leaving a soft kiss on your lips before he mumbles, "mm, not quite. i think i'll need some more data before i can come to a proper conclusion..."
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cooliofango · 9 months
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For your honkai star rail requests, may I ask for - Sampo/reader - Sampo "you're flirting with me?" Reader "have been for the last year thanks for noticing"
“Took You Long Enough!”
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A/N: The fact that you asked for one with Sampo has me SENDING— I’ve been having the hugest brainrot for this man for a while now so the convenience that the first ask is one with him?? ✨PERFECT✨ The only thing I need now is actually get him in the warps~
Warnings: None other than fluff <3
Paring: Sampo Koski x GN! Reader
Synopsis: You and Sampo have been the closest thing to partners in crime as it gets in Belobog— well, that’s what he says, anyways. Through a mutual “partnership”, the two of you grow close. Closer than you both initially thought the other had. It’s a shame he’s a tad oblivious…
"There's nothing wrong with havin' a little side job, (Y/N)!"
"Stealing artwork from the museum isn't exactly a side job, let alone a little one, Koski," You sighed petulantly at your dear friend as you continued to wrap his arm in bandages you had gotten restocked by Natasha earlier that week.
"Ow! (Y/N), not so tight!" Sampo whined in pain, drawing out your name. He flinched a little away when you had tightened the white fabric-- though, honestly, you had only tightened it more in a bit of retaliation. A string of whines followed afterwards, leaning his head away.
You couldn't help but laugh lightheartedly, carefully tying off the ends of the bandage to keep it from loosening. "If you were careful with handling those automatons, you wouldn't have to worry about how tight or loose any bandages are, lover boy~" You teased. Sampo only pouted at your words, staying still as you paused your work to clean off the table covered in disposable, bloody tissues and bandages you had to toss out because they ended up getting dirty when Sampo wouldn't stay still when you started playing doctor. Sampo came to you to avoid Natasha's scolding whoever he got injured for doing rather "stupid" things as you had so kindly put many time before now.
The nickname was something you had been using over the past few years. It started when you first noticed the relationship between your close friend and your mentor. Now, as assured by both of them in their own ways and by observation, you know that there isn't anything romantic between the two of them. At most, it's more of an admiration for the Wildfire leader and what she fought for down in the Underworld. However, you couldn't help but tease him for almost kissing up to her in certain situations-- when he brought the trailblazer and her comrades down from Belobog to help them get away from the Silvermane Guards. It simply stuck with you, even when you had started developing feelings for the cunning yet cowardly charming man before you.
You weren't a shy person when it came to those you loved and cared for. Whether they were friends, family, or the idiot you had a crush on for quite a while now, you weren't afraid to openly show you cared. This ranged from standing up for them when things get dicy to delivering some medicine to them whenever they were feeling ill. As for these romantic feelings you held for Sampo, you never bothered to hide any attempt of showing how you felt. At first, you subtly flirted, thinking your observant friend would realize your emotions rather quickly:
"Sounds like a good plan, right (Y/N)~?" His voice dipped playfully at the end of his question.
"Of course it does," You leaned back in your seat and tilted your head back to get a better look at him, "Only the great Sampo Koski could come up with such good plan~" Your compliment rolled so easily off your tongue, you had almost bit it when you had realized how it may be interpreted.
Sampo grinned from ear to ear, leaning close to you. It took everything in you no to lean away. "Couldn't have put it any other way! Glad I could count on your input, my dear friend~" Sampo cooed, sitting up. Without another word about the compliment, he began to ramble about what the two of you would need to execute this plan.
Subtle compliments grew a bit more direct and often from then. Compliments went to casual touches:
"We can freely go to the surface!" You cheered with a bright smile on your face. After Cocolia had been defeated and Bronya had became the new supreme guardian, the people of the Underworld were finally able to return to Belobog as they chose to. Sampo was the first one you came and told. You had lived in the Underworld your whole life and wanted to tell the guy you grew to love.
You had took his hand in your own and had began pulling Sampo towards the exit. He looked a little flustered at the action-- though it wasn't for the reason you had hoped for. As you would soon realize, it was simply because he still held a bit of a fear for getting caught by the Silvermane guards, "I don't think Madam Supreme Guardian's guards would like me up there, even under new management."
At the time, you had to promise to have the both of you stay out of sight to get him to join you (that's not to say he wasn't happy for you-- just cautious of the not so good rep he ended up building when he would sneak to the surface). It was only your eagerness to lead the way out of the underground, you figured, that kept him quiet about your intertwined hands through the journey above.
It was from there that you had noticed that Sampo Koski was more oblivious to emotional approaches directed towards him than you originally thought. You flirted and complimented him in anyway you knew possible-- and you did so for an entire year up till this point.
You sat back down, fresh tissue in hand as you began cleaning a smaller cut on his forearm. "Just do me a favor and stay out of trouble for a little while, okay? As much as I love seeing your pretty face, I'd prefer to do so when you're not injured." By this point, you spoke these words without skipping a beat. You weren't fazed or flustered by your words anymore.
However, what did faze you was the silence that followed. You expected a comeback of some sorts-- a "No promises!", for example. But as you looked up, you were met with Sampo close up to your face like he had done when you first started flirting with him. Even then, you didn't expect the words that came out of his mouth.
"You're flirting with me?" He had a slight cocky grin on his face.
Your expression fell to a slightly shocked one, caught off guard by the sudden recognition. It was an expression that didn't last long as a smile took to your own lips, "Have been for the last year, thanks for noticing."
It was his time to look surprised now, his emerald green eyes widening and his grin falling immediately. "Wait. A-A... year? You're serious?" He muttered. You just sit back and laugh out loud, giving yourself a second to take in the amusing situation before speaking.
You look back down at his arm, continuing to clean the blood from around the break in his skin. Joy laced your tone, ingraining the image of the pink blush on his face into your brain, "Took you long enough!"
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uvuyai · 19 days
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Men who use their legs to keep you spread open while they finger you☺️(this is my [short] apology letter for my april fools joke😓) this was based off some chilumi nsfw i found on X. I'll link it later!
Tag ~ fingering, fem!reader(no pronouns),, overstimulation, squirting, mating press, no sex but implied at the end, eating outz, size difference, tit slapping + nipple play,
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The way he just snaps you into position with your legs bent away to your shoulders beneath their legs. The way they pumps and ruthlessly thrusts their fingers into your clenching hole, sending you sky high into a bursting orgasm. The tears and drool running down your face says it all. Your trembling hands clenching the thigh of his pants.
You try your hardest to wriggle your way out of his tight leg lock but they're not letting you go till he's finished with you. You've come for the nth time of the day. your mewls, whines, and moans getting high on pitch every waking second. They like seeing you like this; all spread out, puffy pussy sucking their fingers in, eyes rolling up to heaven, and the sweet juices you squirted out onto their hand.
He leans down and licks a stripe of your cunt, you immediately jump from the sudden change of roughness. They tweak and suck at your clit. Their tongue licking long and forceful stripes of your pussy. Their nose pokes at your clit from time to time. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth and tilting your head to the side to hopefully avoid neck pain. You let out a sharp moan and gasp as you felt yourself wet their hand. Your toes curled at the erupting feeling. You are nearly embarrassed about how you've wet yourself. They raise themselves back up to look back at the mess they've made beneath them. That mess being you. Your eyes are so close to closing as you let out soft and quiet pleas for no more.
But as I've said before; he's not stopping now.
One more time at least baby is what they say and they slide their fingers back into you, immediately curling up into that spot he knows like the back of his palm. Their other hand slams down onto your tits, tweaking them in the process. You're so cute they think as they see you trying to escape his leg prison once again. They give you a hearty chuckle and a teasing smirk. Your eyes try to ultimately focus on them but he doesn't stop pumping his fingers into you. Poor thing, it was only 15 minutes in, but it must've felt like eternity for you. Which you hope was the last of, you clenched your teeth and let out a gut bursting orgasm.
He gets up and flips you onto your stomach and removes the rest of your clothes along with his. They aligned his thick, long cock to your sensitive hole. Oh boy, this was gonna be a long day or night for you.
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The characters i think: Zhongli, blade, childe, Kaeya, Boothill, Aventurine, Dr. Ratio, Diluc, Wriothesley, Jing Yuan, Pantalone, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Sunday, and you favs!
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DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY POST W/O PERMISSION. DO NOT COPY MY LAYOUT. YOU MAY TAKE INSPIRATION BUT MAKE SURE TO CREDIT ME.
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mishantics · 1 year
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he should give me cpr
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anantaru · 15 hours
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Si i was watching the special program yesterday right, and Aventurine is mimicking boothill's speech pattern which is where he said "son of a nice lady" 💀
Imagine telling boothill to degrade you in bed but the whole thing turns into an awkward praise kink jdbcjsjs
⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ synopsis. in an attempt to degrade you, boothill unlocks your inner praise kink cw. praise kink (failed degradation kink), needy boothill <3, fem! reader
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"I'll make you beg for me you fudging, fudge, f-fudging beauty, flower, ugh, i'm loosing it— you're so soft and wet for me, one more— let me here you again," boothill mindlessly babbles into your neck, "this isn't working baby, it's not, i can't s-stop," and he slowly began to sound like he was turning frustrated from this, defeatedly grumbling at the influx of clashing words the second he tries to degrade you. 
he tenses and eases into your body, his glazed eyes blinking down at your drunken face and aching nipples before taking his delicious rolls of hips, your lingering moans turning his next thrust stronger, hungrier and fierce.
he sloppily kisses your lips and clashes his tongue against yours, groaning feverish praises into your mouth when he presses into the throbbing compression of your walls— slowly convincing himself he could actually pull it off and utter out a degrading word.
please, just please he wants it to work just once, tell you what a pretty, little whore you are clamping on his cock like that, so filthy, so wet, when in reality, he couldn't say a single shameful syllable.
his erection slips in and knocks the air from your lungs as he falls on his forearms to trap you between them, "you're such a fine, no, fearless, ugh, flexible, i don't think this will work, baby, I cantcantcant— say it, but you feel sososo good—," boothill grits his teeth and whines filthily against your lips, jaw slacked as he squishes one of your breasts together to make you arch your back.
your head lols back, body out of control, his crumbling thrusts matching that of your desperate attempt to fuck him back, murmuring in approval as your fingers clasp together at his shoulder blades to kiss him again.
the wet trail of his warm cum and your liquids splatter over your ass and soil the sheets underneath before beginning to dry up on your skin— the disgusting, sticky feeling of it overwhelming you by the strong twist in your stomach threatening to pop into a million pieces.
alas, boothill really wanted to make this work for you, lapping greedily at your mouth before telling you how good you feel now, how well you taste and ugh, you're so pretty, his pretty girl— if he wasn't able to play out a degradation kink with you, he can now you praise you until you cum on his cock.
he continues, fucking you in deep, ruthless thrusts— he needed friction, more movement, more and more, wanted to part your little hole and force you to squeeze him tight as his balls messily slap against your ass.
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maplleaf · 2 months
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《 Spark 》
[Boothill (HSR) x GN! Reader]
Boothill is a leaked char, but no story spoilers. Just his general vibes from the leaked pics I saw.
Very short too lol, I'm trying to get my motivation back for the dr ratio fic
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"Ouch, can't ya' be a bit gentle, Spark?"
Your brows furrowed at the remark and nickname. The sound of mechanical parts malfunctioning is heard clearly, all due to the work of your hands.
"For the last time, I'm not a fucking mechanic. You just keep on insisting I fix you up," you scoffed, but still trying your best to somehow fix his arm. "And what does Spark even mean?! I told you I don't know any of your slang."
Boothill laughed, "why don't you ask your family fellas?"
The half cyborg could see the shudder that went down your spine as you attempted to fix his robotic arm. "They'd kill me. Even touching you would make me lose my upcoming projects."
"Ya' wound me, Spark..." Boothill remarked, feigning a wound on his heart, despite him placing his hand on his right chest.
The sentiment made your roll your eyes, going back to the task at hand.
Both of you remained in a blissful silence after, your whole focus on Boothill's arm, not even realizing the pair of grey eyes staring at you under the shadow of his hat.
A small chuckle escaped his lips, 'a sight better than any dreams,' he thought. Shamelessly staring at you, leaning back against the chair and enjoying his view.
Your focused face brought him glee. The way your lips pout as another error came up in your attempt to fix his arm, the brief moment where he could see stars in your eyes, only to be shrouded in dissapointment once more as another failure struck.
He relished in your... everything. The way you agreed to help him despite knowing barely anything about his robotic parts made his heart melt, knowing that you just want to help him.
Just looking at you made him giddy inside, the thought that you're touching his arm can motivate him to fight the entire Bloodhound Family on his own.
He didn't care if he got roughed up in the fight, any losses he might've gotten in any fight is a win if it means he'll be seeing this.
Before he knew it, you noticed his gaze fixed on you. "Your sharp-ass teeth isn't making the staring comforting..."
Hearing that made the latter laugh again, taking off his hat and using it to cover his mouth, but his vision still locked onto you. "This' better, Darlin'?"
The sudden nickname made you stop in your track, Boothill's frustrating smirk hidden behind the hat. With a scoff, you grabbed his hat, throwing it right at his face before standing up from the chair.
"Fix this arm by yourself. I'm heading back to the Golden Hour," you spat out, dropping the tools on the table, walking over to the glowing blue 'pond' that became the entrance to the dreamscape.
"What? A nickname ruffled ya' up?" Boothill teased, seeing you lay down and close your eyes. His words were met with a middle finger coming from you, right before you drifted off to the dreamscape. The furrowed and irritated face turned into a peaceful slumber.
Seeing you asleep, Boothill sighed, wearing the hat back on his head. Mechanical sounds could be heard from his arm, and a few moments later; he stretched the robotic arm, as if nothing was wrong in the first place.
He walked over to you, making sure you were truly sleep.
The cold mettalic hand went to your face, moving away the strands of hair on your face.
He smiled, his sharp teeth showing faintly beneath the smile. "Good dreams, Spark," he murmured softly.
"... one day I'll tell you what it means."
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Spark – A lover, a beau.
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strwbmei · 5 months
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Kinktober : BONUS LEVEL.
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summary: in the midst of the crowded costume party; stelle needs you— and she needs you now.
contains: modern!au, college!au, female reader, mentioned alcohol usage, pet play sort of(?), stelle is referred to as a dog and she has a collar, transfem!stelle, stelle is taller, mentions of drugs, semi-public sex, creampie, power bottom reader, choking, unprotected sex, non-consensual creampie, stelle is a bit pathetic
pairing(s): pre-established stelle x reader
a/n: It's a bit late considering this was for Halloween, but this idea has been rotting in my brain for so long...
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NSFW below the cut !
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"Baby..." Stelle whined, looking down at you with those amber-hued puppy eyes she knew you couldn't possibly refuse. Not for long, at least. "Need you s'bad... Please?" The taller woman clung to your arm, tugging on your sleeve like a child who didn't get the toy they wanted.
After the two of you received an invitation to a quote-unquote, "small Halloween costume party" from a mutual acquaintance, you decided to go as the werewolf and little Red Riding Hood.
It was a great idea— the costumes worked well individually, but if someone saw both of you together, it'd be obvious that the two of you were a couple, though that was mostly because you were literally holding her on a leash that was attached to the collar her costume came with.
What wasn't a great idea, however, was going to the party in the first place. Within not even half an hour, the place reeked with the stench of vomit and cheap alcohol, and the second-rate Halloween decorations that were obviously only added as an afterthought were presumably torn off the walls by drunks.
Also, unlike the person who invited you two had said, the party was not small at all. The place was filled to the brim with couples and stoners; the only reason you two still stayed was because it'd be a waste to not use the costumes you already bought. They weren't really expensive, per se, but both of you were broke college students. You were going to make the most out of the $40 you spent on these costumes.
"Stelle, you can't just-" You inhaled, taking in a deep breath as you halt your words. "We're in public. I'm sorry, baby, but you can wait until we get home, hm?" You took her hands into your own, rubbing soothing circles on the back of her palm. The size difference was almost laughable.
Stelle heaved a dejected sigh, but you knew she hadn't given up quite yet. She was never one to be good with words— but she sure as hell was good at expressing her thoughts with her actions.
Which is probably why you can feel something hard and lengthy rubbing against your thigh as she wraps her arms protectively around your small frame. "Please. I'll make you feel so good, I promise..." She murmurs into your neck.
Well... it's not like you can just leave Stelle with a raging boner, right? Especially when you're what caused it in the first place. Right. You're just doing what any responsible girlfriend would do.
Though, you weren't aware that that included frantically unzipping her pants in god-knows-who's room as music blared from the cheap speakers downstairs.
"Wai- mmph..!" Stelle quickly put a hand over her mouth, stifling a moan as you hurriedly wrapped your lips around her cock. Though muffled, the sounds she made were more than audible.
Her eyes closed in ecstasy, her hands gripping your shoulders with a force that fluctuated between one of considerate eagerness and selfish desperation for her own pleasure— all telltale signs that she was going to cum soon, and you've grown all too familiar with them.
Though Stelle never could last long, the number of rounds she could go for was inhuman. Well, at least her ungodly amount of stamina is one thing about a werewolf that was even remotely similar to her.
As your head bobbed faster and faster in pace, her whimpers and moans grew louder and higher in pitch. With a strangled gasp, ropes of her warm semen flooded down your throat. Your mouth was pressed to her abdomen, swallowing every drop she had to offer.
"H-haah...~" The taller woman looked down at you with further aching need; cock still standing proud with a similar yearning. "Really, babe?" You sighed. A couple getting caught having sex in a party wasn't exactly a rare occurrence, and although normally people wouldn't care, it'd stain your pride.
Just as you were about to start jerking her off, she grabbed your hand by your wrist. "Wanna be inside you. Can I? I've been good..." She frowns; again, looking at you with those eyes.
First, she claimed that she'd make you feel good, only to settle for you sucking her off; second, does she really think she's been good? You wouldn't be in this situation if that were true in the first place. Liar.
However, you reckon you could give her a chance to prove herself...
Next thing you know, you're getting railed on the floor, barely able to keep yourself from falling over as Stelle rutted her hips into you. "W-wait, ah..!" You moaned. You didn't know what made Stelle so uncharacteristically... desperate, as if she were a dog in heat.
Maybe it was your costume? No, it looked good— but certainly not that good. And it wasn't revealing in the least, even the skirt was below knees length. Perhaps she was just too drunk? That's not it, either. Stelle has been drunk many times before and she's never acted like this.
Oh. The collar.
"Goddamit, Stelle...!" You huffed out in a hushed voice with all of the anger you could muster up. Everybody knows you can't ever stay mad at her, no matter what she does. Just like a cute puppy getting caught making a mess, Stelle only whines at your words; one hand over her mouth to muffle her sounds while the other kneaded at your breasts.
You pull her into a sloppy, hot kiss by her collar, the pace and strength of her thrusts unwavering. She whimpers into your mouth, swallowing all of your moans as she practically pounds you into the floor. Her cock was on the thicker side, rubbing perfectly against your walls while her tip kissed your cervix.
"Shit, so... tight...!" Stelle breaks out of your grip with little to no effort, hands needily grabbing and massaging at your tits. You tried to tell her to pull out, but you couldn't get any words out of your mouth through your moans. She mumbled a string of curses and apologies like a sinner begging for forgiveness. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum, gonna cum inside!"
With a choked moan, she held your hips down as you felt her warm cum fill you up. She lets out a sigh of pleasure as she pulls out of you, breathlessly pressing kisses on your inner thighs and apologizing. Though, seeing her cum leak out of you when she pressed down slightly on your stomach has her vigor returning tenfold...
Fuck it. She's cum inside of you already, what's the harm in two, maybe three more times? The night is young, after all.
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lowkeyren · 2 days
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iridescent engravings!
in which — during the annual ball that was held with the sole purpose of finding a suitable candidate to be sunday’s future spouse, you (reluctantly) attended with no intention of winning his heart yet you were the only one he laid his eyes on the whole night.
pairing — sunday x gn!reader
༊*·˚✧.* — wc: 1k, unestablished relationship, love at first sight is real guys, idk why this took so long for me to write but it's finally here!!! likes and reblogs r appreciated, please enjoy <3
elegant crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling; with a hesitant sigh, you stepped on the polished marble floors, making your way into the ballroom. having received an invitation from the family around a week ago, and though you had initially baulked at the invitation, the prospect of declining without causing offense had left you with little choice but to attend.
it's just for a few hours, right… i'll be fine.
the sounds of violins accompanied by pianos filled the air as guests engaged in light conversations with each other. there was an obvious crowd surrounding the main star of the night. sunday was dressed in a refined and elegant suit, exuding effortless grace that seemed to radiate from every movement. you glanced at him, poor guy you think, he's surrounded by endless hordes of guests trying to make a good impression, seemingly never getting a moment to himself, he barely even has space to breathe! 
you were too busy staring and you almost dropped your glass of wine as he happened to look over and lock eyes with you. 
those mesmerizing eyes of his.
you quickly regained your composure and took a sip of your wine, silently praying that the night would end quicker. yet throughout the whole night, you couldn't help but feel eyes boring into your back, it felt like someone was watching you, but when you looked around, everyone was minding their own business. perhaps you’re just getting self-conscious here.
you kept to yourself mostly, except for a few occasions where some of your acquaintances had come up to you, you guys chatted for a bit and they left as quickly as they came. but still, you can't shake off that ominous feeling, it felt unsettling. 
as the night wore on, you walked through the crowd, twirling the wine glass in your hands, the liquid swaying around, threatening to spill out. scanning the area, you spotted sunday across the room, seemed like this time you caught him staring instead. though neither of you broke eye contact, the weight of sunday's gaze bore down on you as you navigated through the crowd, the silent exchange of glances speaking volumes without a single word being uttered. 
he thinks you’re lovely, truly. the most gorgeous one he ever laid his eyes on, and frankly, he ever will. he never wants to take his eyes off of you, not even for a moment.
despite the distance between you, the intensity of his stare drew you in like a magnet. the tension in the air seemed to thicken, you couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves dancing in your stomach, his eyes pierced through the air and stayed firmly locked onto yours. 
with each step he took, the distance between you shrunk, until finally, he stood before you, his sole presence left you breathless. (he is the most handsome man in penacony after all) his voice, smooth and angelic, broke through the silence as he greeted you with a charming smile, his words washed over you like a gentle breeze on a warm summer's night.
you tried your best to maintain your composure, subconsciously smoothing out your attire, you could feel the warmth rising to your cheeks. you could particularly smell the jealousy from the people around you. but none of that mattered. you allowed yourself to be swept away by sunday’s hypnotising eyes and alluring words. 
“may i?”, he extends his hand, and a surge of anticipation courses through you. before you could fully comprehend the implications, your instinctive response slips past your lips.
"of course," the words escaping before your brain could catch up with your heart. you place your hand in his. with a gentle squeeze of your hand, you think he's going to lead you to the dance floor, what you didn't expect was for him to deftly slide a ring onto your index finger. a gasp escapes your lips and many others too. the delicate ring adorns your finger, it seems like it was made just for you, fitting perfectly. 
the soft strains of music enveloping you like a warm embrace as he gently leans down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss onto your fingers. around you, the murmurs of the other guests fade into the background, leaving only the two of you suspended in time, lost in the moment.
“mr sunday, a moment please… it's urgent!”, the interruption jolts you back to reality, sunday's gaze flickers briefly in the direction of the voice, the servant shrinks in fear as he gives you an apologetic smile. prominent annoyance crossing sunday’s features before he turns his attention back to you, his expression softening once more.
"stay here, wait for me." he whispers, his voice tingling with regret as he reluctantly releases your hand. with one last glance, he stepped away, leaving you standing alone amidst the murmurs of the other guests, the sensation of his touch still raw on your skin.
you touch the ring on your finger, feeling your heart thump loudly. this wasn't how you had envisioned the night unfolding—your intention had never been to win his heart, yet somehow, he had given it to you anyway.
sunday wasn’t paying attention to whatever the servant was saying, his focus was solely fixed on you, admiring you, captivated by how adorable you looked as you inspected the ring with faint blush painting your cheeks. sunday's eyes trace the curve of your lips, with you standing there amidst the grandeur of the ballroom, he thinks you look far more majestic than any shall ever compare.
a soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his chest swelling with a warmth that he hadn’t felt in ages. an infatuation that seems to grow stronger with each passing heartbeat. and the ring, a promise of something more to come, you just need to wait for him.
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silkval · 3 months
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♠】 find out what goes on behind the scenes with the darling of your choice!
send an ask with the name of your darling and the question numbers you would like answered, and you will get your request!☆
》 content desc/warnings
gepard is loud, gepard being a horny mess, suggestive, hand kink, gepard def bottom leaning, both reader and his anatomy are unspecified
★fujoshis, wlm and minors please fuck off- you will be blocked★
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Ⅸ 》 what is their favourite body part of yours?
this poor guy. goes absolutely feral over your hands. and of course, the poor thing was borderline humilated with himself, especially once you found out- not that he was being discreet… at all. from all those lingering wide-eyed stares that had led to him loosing a duel during your training hours, to the amount of times youd caught him blatantly glancing between your hand and his, his pale fingers twitching and flexing as you saw the cogs turn in his head as he tried to imagine how his hand would fit so well in yours- clasped together.
Ⅺ 》 what is their favorite position?
absolutely adores being on his knees- whether he as you guiding him what to do or if hes simply just sitting with his head resting against your thighs, theres nothing he’d want more. its just something about being able to look up and see all of you- to see your every twitch of a grin or shudder of pleasure, oh, it made him melt; which seems to be a rolling theme, as he finds himself desiring for your bodies to be pressed flush together, his pale frame straddling your lap as your bodies moved in synchronic harmony- oh, what bliss it brought him.
Ⅶ 》 do they prefer giving or receiving oral?
now, this is a hard one- as much as he loves being absolutely blissed out, your tongue working skillfully between his thighs as your heavy breaths filled the air- this darling physically cannot keep quiet enough. no matter what- whether hes gagged by one of your thick leather gloves stuffed between his pretty lips or held shut by his own trembling hand- it muffles next to nothing; all his loud whimpers, shaky whines and breathy moans are all you can hear… except that includes everyone in a 3 meter radius, too.
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help this literally got me out of a writing rut this was so fun. luv gepard he's so cute aughhhhhh loved this ask💙
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impactedfates · 8 months
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Hello. I'm sorry if this is sudden but I was wondering if you took story requests and if you do, could you make a platonic Dan heng IL story with the reader being the child of his previous incarnation Dan feng, the reader is great at telling stories and they would use the power they inherited from their mother to change the shape of pieces of paper into different people and monsters. (I was pretty inspired by the movie Kubo and the two strings) Jing Yuan is the one to tell Dan Heng about the reader even though he doesn't know them very well, but Jing Yuan felt like Dan Heng had the right to know about the reader especially after the reader had an encounter with Blade. (If this is too much that's completely understandable and I wish you a good day/afternoon and or night😊)
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A/N - These 2 requests are kinda similar in a way. So I thought to mix them together in the one fic!! I hope that's alright to the two anons who requested (づ ◕‿◕ )づ This isn't my best work, love-hate relationship with it, leaning more towards hate but I hope youse enjoy this anyways (hopefully lol)
W.C: 1149
Warnings: Wrongful imprisonment, reader was forced to stop aging with a potion, hints at abuse/torture but not said.
Extra: Reader is a child and there for shorter then most characters, Reader has horns and a tail (Vidyadhara)
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“Dan Heng, there you are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere”
Dan Heng looked up from the book he was reading and stared at the white haired male.
“General?”
“Please, we’re far past formalities. In any case, there’s someone I think you should meet”
The raven haired male closed his book before it away and stood up, raising a small eyebrow at the General, crossing his arms, he spoke, inquiring more about what he meant.
“Who? I don’t think I was invited to anything”
“Your kid…well more specifically Dan Feng's kid”
Dan Hengs eyes widen just the slightest fraction, slightly taken aback by the information, but he agrees to go meet the child of his previous incarnation.
Jing Yuan offers to walk with him to where they were staying, while also providing information about them to make the “reunion” a bit more bearable in a way. Their name is [Name], although not technically biologically his, they did have his genes, Dan Heng wasn’t gonna question that.
[Name] was stuck in the Shackling Prisons for a while now. Ever since Dan Feng had been banished from the Loufu, some cloud knights thought it wasn’t enough and decided to imprison his kid as well, it wasn’t until Dan Heng came back and got the banishment lifted that they came clean.
Dan Hengs eyes grow concerned, looking at Jing Yuan.
“And the cloud knights?”
“Punished, they didn’t get any permission to send anyone to the prison. I released [Name] already, so all there is left is for you to meet them…don’t feel pressured to take them in as your kid though…I know you don’t wanna be tied to your past incarnation”
Dan Heng nodded a bit slowly, continuing to follow Jing Yuan by his side as the two continued walking. It wasn’t a long walk but Dan Heng still thought hard about what he’d do.
Eventually the sounds of kids clapping and cheering reached his ears, he looked up and caught sight of a shorter Vidyadhara talking to some of the younger Foxians. Their hands folded some paper, creating a paper crane before they clasped it fully around their hand, and out came an actual bird.
“And the bird flew away to meet with their family! Then they lived happily ever after”
The Vidyadhara chirped with a smile as the kids around them clapped, urging them to tell another one. Another story.
“[Name]! There you are, I brought over your fath- I mean…your fathers reincarnation”
The small Vidyadhara turns their head and looks curiously at the General before their eyes landed on Dan Heng. Their eyes widened a bit before they slowly walked over. And koala hugged his leg. Dan Heng was taken aback by this action but did not push the kid off, instead slowly leaning down and patting their head awkwardly. He was frozen in place due to the sudden hug.
Jing Yuan chuckled at the sight, before turning to leave.
“I’ll leave youse two it then, if you need help. You know where to find me”
“Papa?”
Before Dan Heng could even reply, the kid spoke one word that made him freeze a bit more. He never did like when people connected him to his past. Always telling people he wasn’t ‘Dan Feng’
“I’m not him…sorry…I’m Dan Heng”
“Papa!”
The kid pouted at him, eyes looking at him with puppy eyes, Dan Heng averted his gaze and tried to change the subject.
“Let’s…explore the Loufu together”
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“Papa look! It’s a dragon plushie, can I have it please”
[Name] begged their father, looking up at him as they tugged his shirt.
“Again…not your papa but…sure, any particular reason why you want it?”
“I want to be able to cuddle you at night if you’re not there”
Dan Hengs eyes widened a bit as he looked away with an embarrassed blush. He wasn’t even in his Vidyadhara form but then again, the kid seemed to adamantly believe that he was their father.
Still, without a second thought he took out his wallet.
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“Bellybog?”
“Belobog, like bell-o-bog”
Dan Heng speaks, guilding [Name] on how to pronounce the place. He didn’t know how it happened, but one minute he brought the kid on the express, the next March insisted they bring them to Belobog to see the snow.
“They’ve been stuck in that yucky prison for who knows how long, they gotta see the snow…oh! And build a snowman, we should have a snowball fight as well and-”
March proceeded to talk about the possible games and things they could do once they landed. So here he was helping [Name] with building a snowman.
“We should give it horns!”
“Horns?”
“Like you Papa”
He stiffened a bit at being called ‘Papa’ once more, sighing out. He takes two sticks and sticks them on the snowman's head to resemble horns.
“I’m not Dan Feng”
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“Sooo, you have a kid now?”
Came a teasing voice, Dan Heng sighed and turned his head to Himeko who was helping to feed the kid some new things. Pom Pom wanted to see what the kid would like to eat, so Himeko was helping.
“Not mine…”
“But they see you as their father, you don’t see them as your kid?”
Dan Heng was quick to shush Himeko as the shorter Vidydhara looked curiously up at the two. He thanked the aeons they were still learning a few things due to the isolation, though…he did feel bad about it still.
Himeko could only laugh softly…until a crash was heard on the other side of the train. She muttered under her breath, something about March and the Trailblazer being irresponsible and prone to cause accidents, yet a smile was still painted on her face.
“Here Dan Heng, little [Name] here just needs to try one more things, you feed it to them”
She said, gently pushing the chair the child was sitting on to Dan Heng, he made no objections, simply sighed and fed the kid.
“Papa?”
“Hm?”
“I love you, I’m happy you’re back”
Dan Heng froze his movements at his kids' words, which in fact gave the kid some time to climb onto his lap and cuddle themselves in it, wrapping their tail around their body. They slowly fell to sleep with a smile on their face.
Dan Heng took a bit to process everything but sighed, carefully standing up and bringing the kid to his room so they could have a better sleep.
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“Dan Heng, you left your-”
The red haired woman's voice died down as she saw the scene in front of her, with a knowing smile, she slowly closed the door and walked away, shushing the other passengers.
What lay in the archives was a small Vidydhara resting with their eyes closed, sleeping peacefully. Their bed? A taller Vidyadhara with his arms around the kid, cradling the kid as his tail rested around him as well.
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OEDNIOFBS, the more I read this the more I hate it help :sob:
For anyone who has requested before this post, apologies for taking so long but I'll be working on it soon don't worry!!
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saetoshis · 1 year
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[‹ DISTRACTING THE GENERAL! ›] JING YUAN
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[‹ SUMMARY ›] jing yuan has a tendency to fall asleep on duty, and who better to help him wake up and focus than you?
[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›] gn!reader, a tad bit of consensual somnophilia (?), oral (m. receiving), praise [pretty thing], the two of you almost get caught
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jing yuan wasn't a bad general, not in the slightest.
except - he had a tendency to doze off at his desk while he's reviewing military plans or signing documents. it's a tedious activity, after all. his hair tickles his face as he nods off, the white wisps dancing in front of his half-lidded eyes.
a calm wave overtakes him as he shuts his eyes, but he feels something else, now - something along the lines of bliss...
you look up to see the general in a sleepy daze from where you're nestled under his desk, your hand dragging in circles and fluid lines along the seam of his dress pants. the little mischievous smirk on your face is unseen by him, but he can almost feel the sheer energy you're emitting.
"mm-" jing yuan hums out in a low rasp, his body instinctively reacting to your touches - as if he, in his heart, knows it's you down there teasing him.
the little mutter he lets out makes you giggle as you take your impishness a step further, letting your fingers toy with his pants zipper now. he feels a tingle run up his abdomen, and it's enough to shock him back into consciousness.
"good morning," you murmur in a soft, sensual tone as you play with his briefs, running your finger in a little circle along the now-hard spot in his pants. you look up at him with glimmers of passion in your eyes, "sleep well?"
"mm? quite..." jing yuan takes in the situation at hand, a little hint of a smirk on his face as he hums lowly in response. despite him being on duty, he's awfully responsive to the touches and grazes of your fingers. his fingers creep to flit through your hair as he rasps, "to what do i owe the pleasure of this, hm?"
"...you seemed a little sleepy on duty, general. thought i'd help you focus," you mutter with the most hypnotizing tone, your eyes taking in the sight as you slip his briefs down his hips just a little. "this will help you stay awake, surely?"
"i suppose we'll find out, won't we?" jing yuan murmurs out the words with a pearled smirk, as if he knows that once you start, you won't stop. he lets out a low hitched breath as you give the head of his cock a little loving kiss, your lips soft and velvety along his nerves. "mm- do that and someone might hear, you know?"
"so, they hear... big deal," sarcasm drips like sweet honey from your tone as you wrap your hand around his shaft, pumping slowly but firmly. every little movement of your hand, your lips, your tongue... it's enough to send him into a different kind of daze than usual. "this could be considered productivity training, after all."
jing yuan lets out a hitched chuckle at your words, and he nods along with your sly antics. he gets lost in your touch - the way you drag your hand along the thick girth of his cock, the way your tongue teases the slit of his head... he could lose his mind - all while being on duty. "mm- that's the spot, isn't it? you... know me so well, don't you, pretty thing?"
"mhm," you mumble and hum as you start to wrap your soft lips around him, your tongue sliding and grazing along the sensitive nerves of his cock. a little jolt of pleasure shoots up his spine when you start to suck and drag your hand all at once, and he finds himself in quite the predicament.
"mm- yeah, there it is..." jing yuan murmurs to himself as his head cranes back in his chair, his hands starting to grasp at your hair and caress your jaw. he's lost - he's lost to your mischievous antics this time, and he has no other option but to admit defeat. "su-such a good job..."
you can feel the twitch of his cock against your tongue, your now-more-aggressive actions making heat burgeon in his chest. you can feel it - he's close; it's obvious with every hitched gasp, low grunt, and rasped mumble of 'yes, yes...' he lets out.
"how do you want it today, hm?" jing yuan peers back down at your pretty face, the glimmers of lust in your eyes enticing him. the little point you make towards your mouth is enough for him to understand, and he returns to releasing dazed moans and hummed grunts as he feels his cock twitching more fervently now. his voice comes out in a bit of a chuckled groan, "t-take it all, now..."
you drag your hand more quickly, tongue grazing along all of his sensitive spots as you suck and bob your head with more intensity. you can feel it - his chest shudders and his abdomen flexes hard as he leans back and lets out such a pretty moan that you think you might be dreaming.
"general jing yuan!" a voice calls out from the hallway, and a loud knock resounds on the door. jing yuan's rasped grunts are interrupted by a sound somewhat like a cough as he snaps out of his daze, but at the same time, he's shooting ribbons of white onto your tongue and cheek.
"...yes? one moment," jing yuan hesitantly responds in a firm tone, but you can feel the little shakes in his voice as his chest shudders softly. he looks at you with a glare that says 'that was amazing' and 'i can't believe you did this' all at once.
as you smirk up at him with hints of impishness in your eyes, all he can think about is how he's gonna get back at you for this...
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cooliofango · 9 months
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Starrail
Masterlist of Masterlists
Any requests including the kids (Hook, Clara, Bailu, etc.) will only be platonic unless reader is also a kid and it is innocent puppy love.
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“Took you long enough!”
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glaxelilly · 10 months
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GI & HSR men - Hickies
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— Itto, Blade, Wanderer, Welt Yang, Venti
Warnings: some possessive and nsfw undertones, some biting, alcohol venti
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Itto // unintentionally
Itto will give you hickies on accident all the time. He will just be peppering little kisses all over your face, blowing raspberries here and there to annoy you, and somehow you’ll end up with little hickies all over. One time he was being a dork and giving you a really long forehead kiss that left you with a hickey smack dab in the middle of it. You didn’t talk to him for hours after that, “I’m sorry! I didn’t know I was even doing it I swear! I didn’t mean to leave a hickey on your forehead babe please!”
Blade // lasting
Blade will give you hickies right before he has to leave for a mission. He’ll leave deep bruising marks all along your body the night before he has to go, especially on your neck so everyone knows you’re his even when he’s not there. Your skin will be purple and sore, but he’ll just smirk at you, “There, those should last until I return. Then I can freshen them up.”
Wanderer // Jealousy
Wanderer will give you hickies when he thinks someone is getting a little too friendly with you. He will see someone standing too close, touching you too much, smiling and laughing at you too much, breathing too much and just walk over towards the two of you, grab you by your hair and latch his mouth onto your neck. Sometimes he’ll even straight up bite you, all while staring at the other person right in the eyes. You get pissed at him every time he does this, “These humans need to understand they can’t just touch what isn’t theirs. Besides your joke wasn’t that funny.”
Welt Yang // Secret
Welt Yang will give you hickies under your clothes so nobody but you two will know. He likes seeing you go about your day, knowing that underneath just a few layers of clothing are bruises that he sucked into your skin and bite marks in the shape of his teeth. You’ll call him a dirty old man when he tells you as much, and he’ll just smirk at you, “And yet I’ll catch you pressing on the bruises throughout the day. So really, which one of us is the dirty one?”
Venti // Drunk
Venti will give you hickies when he gets really horny while out drinking with you. He’ll either pull you into his lap or climb into yours and just latch onto your pulse point like a leech, pulling a moan out of you. This happened once at Angel Share while Diluc was bartending and the man threw a glass of water at the two of you. Venti just giggled though, “Sorry! They just looked so sweet I had to have a taste!”
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If I write a wanderer oneshot connecting this and the cockwarming one then what?
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mishantics · 1 year
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"they can never get my nose right!"
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anantaru · 8 days
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⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ ACE OF SPADES — PART TWO
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part one. | rich boy aven masterlist.
synopsis. ⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ so far, your date with rich boy aventurine goes really well, and after going outside to take a fresh breath of air, you two cannot keep your hands off each other anymore. // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ wc. 1.8k ♡
cw. semi public (you're outside), heavy make out session, tit play & tit sucking, reader wears a dress <3 rich boy au, fem! reader ♡
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a razor-edged cold hovers on your face and crawls underneath your dress, taking over your skin as dew does to drooping leaves.
you snug yourself into the jacket rich boy aventurine has draped around your shoulders as your nostrils pick up his signatory cologne— a balmy orchestra of lavish flowers greet you, well balanced with a manly musk that made your heart leap.
aventurine was irresistible— truly, he held an alluring, captivating aura that went way beyond his exterior.
in simple terms, beauty clung to his face and belonged to him, to his cheekbones and jaw, or inside the attractive glow smoldering in his eyes.
the frigid wind beats upon your cold flesh as aventurine grabs on to the collar of his coat to drape it around your tighter, the fleeting trace of his skin brushing along your own was tempting out a mellowness from deep within your bones, not ceasing until it conquered your entire form.
he smiles at you, eyes vivid and wide, "you okay?" and slowly, step by step, aventurine feels down from your shoulders to your arms before taking your icy hands into his warm palms.
a rich hunger captivated him, the strong need to explore more of you was devouring every fragment of life and energy that kept the lust inside of him restrained.
alas he continues, gingerly pulling your hands towards his mouth, "here, let me help," before watching you through his thick lashes.
he smirks, taking a long, deep breath and closing his eyes before exhaling through his lips softly, a warm smoke of air ascending along your knuckles.
it felt gentle on your freezing fingers as he ends it with a keen rub of his thumbs stroking over your cold knuckles.
a warm prickle manifests itself on your cheeks as he repeats it, and while he does it, you had the chance to admire his beauty all the more.
by the fourth time of a comforting breeze tickling your hands, your eyes stung at the focus on his face as he suddenly pulls you closer to his chest.
aventurine knew how to make you melt inside a chilly climate— and alas, he glares at you contently, his stomach twisting in agony as he couldn't help but wonder how your lips would taste like.
the idea of going in for a kiss was fixed into his mind and refused to leave— aventurine believes the date had been going well so far? to take it a step further would be okay, wouldn't it?
you didn't have to be a genius to figure out his musing— his red cheeks and dilated pupils told it all.
did you happen to make aventurine flustered? oh, such wasn't an easy deed to accomplish.
ah well, should he? should he not? that was the question.
not to mention that he was a lucky man, and if the gambler were to take this intriguing gamble, what were the odds of actually losing it in the end?
"did you make up your mind?" you murmur softly, your breath clinging on his lips as you narrow your brows, watching how the wheels in his mind were working restlessly.
"hah, you got me figured out, haven't you?"
"—but you see," aventurine whispers as he continues his sentence, placing his palms from your hands to your cheeks, "before taking a gamble, one has to calculate possible wins," a palm strokes over your jaw as he heaves out a low exhale.
"—and possible losses,"
his thumb taps at your bottom lip, focusing intently on their shape and quizzing your every reaction.
without hesitation he leans in, softening your tense muscles and limbs before pressing his lips on you. aventurine was certain it had an effect on you, but wow, how sexy it was that you made it so easy for him to kiss you— how you didn't fear calling him out.
you hold your breath as his tongue slides inside, the both of you moaning longingly against each other. his lips curl in satisfaction as saliva frames the corners of your lips.
the ache of wanting him to touch every sweet square of you sat heavy in your stomach as your tongue danced around his, lips clashing and hands melting into your bodies.
aventurine was an awfully good kisser— not to mention that he was very much aware of that. the coarse laps of his tongue tracing against yours were almost too perfect, too delicious that you felt your own face burning.
only the best for you, aventurine thinks, in fact, this date has been planned out just for you, under the guise of being a simple evening at the casino to get to know each other— when in reality, he made sure everything was as needed.
starting from your most liked music, to the colors you favored the most which were all represented in various decorations all over the casino— finished with handpicked beverages all on display.
holding a secret of precise planning and dedication.
unquestionably had he worked his mind to bits and pieces in order to have the most perfect first date imaginable.
for what felt like hours passing and at the same time, no time going by, his kisses were rough and searing as his palms began to explore your body, making it the most comfortable for you to rest your own against his chest.
his tongue was craving you, keen to taste your hypnotic lips or the specific flavor of your lipgloss.
he couldn't decide on it— was it strawberry or cherry flavored? in fact, it held an artificial taste, although after trapping your bottom lip between his mouth to nibble on the skin, he can finally taste it.
yes, aventurine was sure of it now, it was strawberry and he fucking loved it.
it feels so good when he touches you, and your entire body was hot and searing with a vigorous urgency manifesting in your precious whines.
embraced by his tenderness, aventurine pulls you closer to him.
he slides one palm up to your chest, testing the waters and seeing how far you'd be comfortable for him to go.
the gambler thought he was being patient, in fact, he still considers himself such— he wouldn't want to actually take this further and fuck you on the first date, which was okay, because no matter how good your chemistry has been this night, he still considered himself a gentleman.
aventurine slowly pulls himself from your mouth, the gloss on his lips making his features light up as he kisses along your cheek, then proceeds to lick over your jaw all the while his hands were toying with the straps of your dress.
"is this okay?" he mumbles out, tenderly nipping at your neck before trapping a bit of the flesh between his teeth, the sharp trail grazing above your boiling veins and making you squirm.
you cough slightly and nod, your eyes lidded as you watch him through an expectant look on your face, "yeah, please keep going,"
for balance, you slide your hand into his tousled hair before scratching over his scalp softly.
you cannot shake the excitement from yourself but the sheer imagination of him touching you underneath your pretty dress made something in your brain click and fold, click and fold.
and among your fight against your knees fearing to give up on you, aventurine skillfully slips two fingers into the strap of your dress before sliding it down just a bit— not too much, well yes, you were still outside but concealed behind a secure spot, yet he only needed your breasts to pop out just enough, so he could take them in his mouth.
aventurine doesn't know if the sight of your erected nipples sticking through the thin fabric of your dress was more maddening or actually seeing them bare and naked for the first time.
you will truly be the death of him.
fuck, you're so beautiful, your skin looks so soft and kissable and perfect that he cannot wait to devour you whole.
his jaw clenches as he gulps out, attentively moving his lips towards one breast while settling his palm on the other to roughly squeeze the mound.
you keep your balance by lightly tugging at his blonde hair and holding at his shoulders as your back arches into him, your eyebrows pulled together.
your pussy flutters around nothing as pleasure shoots through your veins the moment he takes your tit inside his mouth.
aventurine laps a heavy lick across it and moans into your spongy flesh before observing you through under his lashes, "you're sensitive here," he drawls and clicks his tongue, slightly pulling away to fling the tip of his muscle up and down, kitty licking your nipple.
you whine at his words as your noises break into a thousand pieces,  lolling your head back as your blood raced in anticipation, relentlessly rubbing your thighs together for any sort of friction, really.
aventurine loves to hear you, so he knows he was doing a good job in pleasuring you well.
perhaps one day, you could tell him how fucking nicely his tongue felt covering your tits while he messily slurps on your breasts with saliva dewed on his chin— or if your poor, little cunt was waiting to be filled too?
he can tell you're trying to keep your voice down due to the fact that you were outside— although your whispers told another story, the gasp of a shaky and desperate fuck, f-fuck told him everything he needed to know.
in comparison, aventurine couldn't care less if people were hearing you both, "you scared someone will see us?"
he grins, his tongue lapping up the saliva on his lips, "watch how i'm doing this," as he moves to your other tit, squeezing the flesh together to properly take it in his mouth and suck.
he repeats it; squeezing, licking across your nipple, sucking and drawing out everything he could until your mounds were so sore and sensitive, pulsing and throbbing at the loss of him.
aventurine hums before popping your tit from his mouth, placing his pointer finger over the stinging nipple and stroking it, "can only imagine how much they wish to be in my spot right now," he winks cheekily at you, his dick throbbing at your embarrassed face that was more hot and delirious than actually embarrassed.
in a tangle of making you endure the heaviness of his palms and lips all over you, your eyes slide shut as he rolls the pads of his fingers right there, oh fuck, there.
"be quiet for me, okay?" the overstimulation on your chest was too much, almost painful as you whine, nodding and puffing out a little okay before you feel the rumble of aventurine's groan press into your skin, "good girl, that's all i need you to do."
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Yours
Your attempt at making him jealous at a work party goes wrong...Or incredibly right?
Blade x fem! Reader smut
Word count: 1.1K
Content warning: sexual content/ established relationship/ fem bodied reader/ piv sex/ unprotected sex/ creampie/ semi public sex (in a closet)/ jealous Bladie
A/N: wrote this in a rush to just get the idea out of my head lol. It's not very good but imma post it for the sake of progress. Hope you enjoy!
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Blade stares at you from across the room as you laugh at some random joke some random coworker of yours told. The problem isn't the guy, it's the goddamn short tight dress you're wearing. Well he's a part of the problem too, checking out your ass and buying you so many drinks Blade wonders if he actually thinks you're gonna sleep with him tonight.
Blade usually tries not to assume things but he's almost sure you're fucking with him.
He decides to approach you after a couple hours, it's not that he's possessive, he really isn't. At least not at first. But as the night goes on he can literally feel his blood start to boil. You're touching the guy's arm and drinking and laughing for god's sake!
You notice him as he approaches you and your colleague, and you decide to make your situation even worse. "oh hey" you then turn to your friend to introduce your partner to him. "This is Blade, he's a friend of mine"
Blade looks at you with the most confused look you've ever seen but you decide to play it cool and laugh it off until your colleague excuses himself to the bathroom.
"are you fucking with me?" he immediately asks with an irritated tone. He's sure that you are but he still doesn't know what else to say.
"what? What does that mean, Bladie?" you feign innocence as if this whole thing isn't just an elaborate ploy to grab his attention and make him a bit jealous.
"I know you are." he's not gonna entertain you anymore, he puts a hand on your waist as he stands next to you, he continues to whisper. "did you think you could get away with this easily? dressing all slutty and flirting with random guys. acting like you don't scream my name every night."
You start to finally realize the depth of what you're doing to him and the consequences that await you in a couple hours. The mere thought of it makes your brain feel fuzzy and warm.
"go get your coat from upstairs. we're leaving." he doesn't even ask for your opinion on it. It's a demand and you know when to meet his demands. He's had enough of the party and he just can't wait to get you home and teach you a lesson on 'how not to behave'.
You walk up the stairs and he can't help but stare at how your figure moves in that outfit until your dress shifts a certain way. He just can't take it anymore. He follows you upstairs quickly, catching you off guard as you step into the closet to find your coat.
"Hey wh- Blade? What are you..." he closes the door behind him and your sentence trails off. You know what he's doing. Your bodies are pressing against each other and there isn't much space to move. You can almost smell the lust in the air.
Blade isn't usually very rough but you're sure he's gonna fuck the mere idea of making him jealous out of you. He grips your chin tightly, making you look up at him. You can see his eyes glimmering even in the dim lighting.
Blade isn't one with a particular jealous streak. Or is he?
"is this what you want? Wearing no panties and laughing with guys just to get me to fuck you? Couldn't help yourself, yeah?"
You've never seen this side of him before, maybe due to the fact that you don't usually get into situations like this. But you're not sure what to say, your brain is a bit worried about what's coming but your cunt is getting wetter with every word he says. You certainly are gonna get what you wanted and you're gonna get more.
He trails his thumb on your bottom lip and you open your mouth before he even says anything, taking his finger into your mouth and sucking on it gently.
"now you're being obedient huh? Stay still and take it then, stupid brat"
he lifts one of your legs up with ease and you can feel the top of his cock line up with your entrance. He doesn't mess around or waste and time as he buries his thick cock inside you completely in one stroke. "aahhn! Blad-" he doesn't let you finish your sentence and slips his left index and middle finger into your mouth.
His action has a sense of dominance that makes your cunt clench around him and your tongue swirling around his fingers as you suck on them. He feels what he deos to you and he speeds up his thrusts, each one still somehow as hard as they could be.
You can only stand there and drool around his fingers as his cock rearranges your guts, your nails marking his skin as you hold on to his shoulders for balance. The room is filled with the smell of sex, the muffled sounds of your moans and his grunts against your neck whenever he completely sheathed himself inside you.
He's rougher than usual but you can sense intense emotions in his every move. He's pounding into you like he hates you but he's holding you like you're a part of his body. Like his lips are just meant to be on your neck and his hand belongs on your thigh. It's like you're a part of him, crucial to his existence.
He can feel you tightening around him again, close to cumming as tears roll down your cheeks and dampen your neck from how hard he's going. He speeds up his thrusts, getting a but sloppy but still as deep, aiming to get you both to your release.
"you're mine...You're mine. fuck...You-uhh you're m-mine."
His voice sounds desperate as he seems to lose his mind in the moment, shooting white ropes of sticky cum inside you, the feeling also pushing you over the edge as you cream on his cock.
He slowly takes his fingers out of your mouth, his face still buried in your neck and sucking on it gently as you take deep breaths, coming down from your high. You can't help but smile at the mantra that left his lips seconds ago.
Blade is a man with a jealous streak. He doesn't trust the world because he's scared it might take you away from him. And god knows it wouldn't be the first time.
"I'm yours, I promise" You smile as you mutter the words, running your hand through his hair as he takes the soft smell of your hair into his lungs. "now let's get the hell out of here."
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